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neocrackcitysworld · 1 year

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baby, i'm here. ~ k.d.y

"let me show you how much i love you."

idol!doyoung x model!female reader

warnings!: mentions of starvation, body image, etc and a long ff ahead! dirty talk, unprotected sex and body worship.

genre: angst, smut and lil bit of fluff towards the end

summary: doyoung's girlfriend pretends that she's doing just fine with her career. but what she doesn't know, is that doyoung can see and feel right through her facade.

you're on your way home after a long day's work and shoot. not only did you have to stay in front of the camera for a good three hours, but after that you had a meeting and some paperwork to adhere to which took another two hours. you were exhausted to the core. all you wanted to do was hit the sack.

you pull into the basement's parking lot and stay in the car for a moment, heaving a sigh. as you contemplate your decisions throughout the years of being a model, tears start to escape your eyes. you didnt understand. you've had so much time to think about this, but it never occured to you other than the time when things were going rough.

which was right now.

you at there in your car, thinking about your modelling career. how it made you so happy, how it earned you millions. you were so successful. why was it all starting to fall down?

though your physical job was going well, (you had thousands of fans who supported you through anything and even your relationship, your job was what you always wanted to do and you were rich. richer than any other model your age.) why were you feeling like this? like at any time, you're going to lose it all.

you were not doing well mentally. even you knew that. but did you ever seek help? no. did you ever confide in someone? no. are you ever going to do do? no.

more and more tears slid down your face. after a few minutes to calm yourself down, you wiped your eyes and got out of the car.

you managed to greet the security guard politely and walked towards the lift. but the moment you got in, pressed the top most button and the doors closed, you fell onto the floor. sobbing histerically without making a sound. you didn't care. you didn't care about the red blinking of the cctv camera. tears and cries of pain filled the elevator.

after what felt like an eternity, you got up and mentally slapped yourself. you needed to behave. you kept your head high and walked out of the elevator to your penthouse, another of your achievements.

you put in the passcode of your lock and walked in. the lights were on. he was here. the love of her life. a sweet smell was coming from the kitchen.

'he's cooking.' you thought, while wiping your tears. you took off your heels and changed into comfortable slippers.

you walked into the living room and soon into the kitchen.

"hey love." you called out.

"hey babe!" doyoung replied to you, his back still turned towards the stove. "i'll just wrap up in a few. why don't you go freshen up? dinner will be ready."

"i'm sorry, i'm going to have to pass on that. i'm not hungry, do." you said and walked off to your room. ignoring, doyoung's gaze on your back, smile faded and eyebrows furrowed.

you stepped into the shower, washing your sorrows away. you got out and changed into your nightsuit. your wet hair damping the back of your shirt.

your eyes found yourself in the reflection. you looked horrible.

refusing to let any more tears to flow down, you immediately turned off the lights and walked out, startled to see doyoung sitting on your bed, head in his hands.

"do, are you okay?"

"are you okay?" he countered back at you.

you furrowed your eyebrows, pretending that you didn't know what he meant.

"do you not like my food?" he implied.

"doie- no babe... i'm just not hungry tonight." you faked a sweet smile at him that took way more energy than you thought it would.

you walked over to your dresser to take out some stuff while doyoung remained, looking unconvinced.

"you're not telling me something."

"babe, there's nothing to tell."

silence bestowed upon y'all until doyoung got up on his feet and walked towards you. you turned around to find him putting his hands on your waist.

his face fell.

he looked like he just saw a ghost.

"babe..." he started off. "i can- i can feel your ribs."

you were shocked. shocked enough to stay speechless.

"nonsense-"

"have you not been eating?" he cut you off.

you remained quiet.

"babe tell me please." he begged, his eyes swimming in tears. your biggest weakness was seeing him cry, so you gave up on your act.

"no."

a tear fell on his cheek. he hated seeing his girlfriend like this.

"when was the last time you ate?"

you hesitated. "since day before yesterday's dinner."

doyoung staggered back onto the bed. crying.

you also couldn't stop yourself either. and soon, you felt the familiar wetness on your cheeks.

"my baby wasn't eating and she didn't tell me." he sobbed to himself.

you sniffed, standing there in front of him. watching him cry. you never saw anyone behaving like this for you. doyoung was different.

"i'm sorry." you mumbled.

he shook his head. "i should be sorry. i wasn't there to help you. you're going through so much." his tears didn't stop falling.

you looked away from him. you couldn't bare the sight.

"i never had it in me to tell somebody."

you two stayed there. doyoung calmed down and you were planning on what to say next.

"i've been feeling like this for a while now." you managed to continue.

"i feel like im not good enough for the public. insane diets are all that i've been thinking about." you shamefully admitted.

doyoung patted the space nex to him and you strided over to him. your head was placed on his shoulder and before you knew it, you were ranting to him. it was easier than you thought it would be.

you told him about your insecurities, your body, your career and everything that had been bothering you for a long time. doyoung stroked your back, soothing you. whispering sweet things into your ear as he listened to your problems.

“I know this is difficult, but I am proud of you.” he said, kissing your head. "baby i'm here."

you looked up at him. he did not have to say much and you were already feeling better than you did for the longest time.

"I love you and I will not let you go hungry.” he kissed your lips so tenderly, you thought you would melt right there.

"if they don't accept who you are," another kiss to your lips.

"your beautiful body," another wet kiss.

"and your soul, then they don't deserve you." this kiss lingered on for a moment too long. your hands found his neck and you pulled him closer. his beautiful hands warpped themselves around your waist.

your lips interlocking was the thing you needed the most.

his lips went down to your neck, kissing every single bit. a soft moan escaped your lips as he bit on your neck sweetly.

"that's it," he prodded on. "let me hear you."

he sucked on your neck like there was no tomorrow. you moaned and moaned, liking the sensation way too much.

"let me show you how much i love you." he said, pushing you on the bed.

he pulled of your shirt and threw it onto the floor. he unclipped your bra and your breasts were in full view to him.

"you're so beautiful." doyoung leaned down and sucked on your nipples. you moaned, hands on their way to his hair. while he took his time on one breast, his hand played with the other, giving them equal attention.

he pulled your pants and panties down and admired your clit.

"who wouldn't love this body, babe. tell me." doyoung didn't wait for an answer as he simply put a wet kiss to your clit, making you moan out loud.

his tongue soon made its entrance to the scene as he licked you.

"this pussy is mine. and it's so delicious." he licked and sucked it so good, you were a moaning mess. you hands gripped his hair and thugged on it whenever he made butterflies fly in your stomach. he was so good with his hands and tongue, it drove you mad.

"doie, i'm gonna-"

"cum for me baby."

a breathy moan came out of you as waves of pleasure struck you. your thighs were shaking uncontrollably as you were coming down from your high.

doyoung took off his own shirt, and you hands made its way to his shaft. you grabbed his clothed member but he laughed and said,

"no baby, not today. let me pleasure you. you deserve it."

he took out a condom from the drawer and soon, his dick was out of his pants. he was about it to tear the condom's packet until you stopped him.

"i want to take you in raw." doyoung's eyes widened slightly.

"are you sure?"

you nodded delightfully.

"you're pussy is so wet, i can't wait to fill you up." he pumped his dick a few times before sliding it carefully into you.

you both moaned loudly as you both felt each other for the first time without protection.

"are you on the pill?" doyoung couldn't help but ask.

"yes baby."

he pushed himself fully into you and waited for you to adjust to his size. you gave him the okay and he thrusted slowly into you.

you couldn't stop you moans from escapig one by one. and for doyoung, your moans were like music.

"yes baby, moan for me just like that. do i make you feel good?"

"yes doyoung- oh! yes..." you could barely speak since the pleasure was a lot to handle.

"faster.." you breathed out and doyoung sped on with it. with you under him and moaning his name out like that, it drove him crazy.

placing your leg over his shoulder, he drilled into you as hard as ever. he whispered sweet things to you about your body and you loved him for that.

"doyoung! im going to-"

"me too baby."

his thrusts became sloppier and sloppier each second as you both reached your orgasm together. he thrust himself into you a few more times to ride out your high.

he let go of your leg and rolled onto his back. you both breathed heavily as you took each other's appearances in.

"thank you. for everything." you said to him, hand reaching out to carress his face.

"don't think you've gotten away with this. my food is still waiting." you both laughed at his silliness and no sooner than later, he lifted you over his shoulder to go to the dining hall.

"doyoung im naked!" you laughed out loud.

"a better view for me then!"

you loved doyoung with all your heart, and he did too.

he was right there for you. and would always be.

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sarasrecord · 2 years

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blood in the water.| LTY

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synopsis. duty is the one thing KIms are ready to do anything for, for duty to their family they are willing to do everything and anything, even if it meant that she had to marry someone she'd rather see dead, though the marriage might seem like chaos, it was the calm before that storm.

pairing. lee taeyong (ty) x imaginary! female lead

genre. fluff, comfort angst, plain angst, age gap (6 years), enemies to probable lovers, arranged marriage, unexpected and impossible love, mafia!taeyong somewhat strangers to lovers?, (happy) open ending :)

featuring. the rest of nct, red velvet + might add ocs

warnings. stated in respective chapters

inspired by. the song blood//water by grandson.

001. marriage is the best contract

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oiiimakeu · 2 years

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rendezvous and courtship

— jisung ver.

j𝗶𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗴

*ੈ jisung came home late from practicing and he quickly saw your sleeping figure.

*ੈ he thought you were asleep, but you were just lying down, eyes shut, waiting for the right time to surprise him.

*ੈ he let out an exhausted sigh as you felt the mattress sink.

*ੈ jisung placed his hand on your waist and his other hand on your head as he gently caressed your hair.

*ੈ he suddenly spoke to you on your sleep and confessed out of nowhere.

*ੈ "work has been so hectic lately and i dont deserve a girlfriend like you who is so patient and understanding. i'm sick of the company telling us to keep this relationship and it hurts to see you trying your best to oblige to their terms. that's why i'm going to propose to you, y/n." your eyes were still shut close but you felt a velvet ring box on his hand.

*ੈ "not the company, or the fans, or the media can stop us from loving eachother. i'll bring you out on a public date tomorrow and tell you how i really feel. i'm ready to protest and show everyone how much i love you and i'm gonna put a ring on your finger."

*ੈ you were done faking your sleep—you quickly opened your eyes and faced him, jisung was shocked to see that you weren't asleep at all and he realized that you heard his whole confession.

*ੈ you placed your hand on his crimson cheeks as you gently rubed it with your thumb, "i love you more than words or actions could tell. yes, ji, i will marry you!"

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lunahyucks · 2 years

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| × ` pairing : bf! mark x gf reader . fluff, rlly cheesy read at ur own risk,, kind of suggestive but they only make out so idk lmao . wc ; 800

hearing the familiarity of the jingling from the near distance, y/n halts the dangling of her exposed legs as she laid on her stomach across the mattress.

5:30 pm. her boyfriend was oddly early tonight.

“hey, you're back.” she greets, scrambling to her feet.

mark was unusually occupied in work the last few weeks and usually arrived not long past midnight, so this was new. but whatever— she'd never been more enthusiastic to see him back before she fell asleep, for a change.

he looked tired, nevertheless looked great as usual. his slightly disheveled hair and glasses from work were a sight she treasured.

she put her book down, not bothering to use a proper bookmark and instead bending the corner hastily. as mark made his way towards the edge of the mattress, she felt her heart ram against her chest.

little intimate moments with mark always felt new.

she'd never gotten used to the adrenaline nor butterflies.

he looked over her with his large orbs, the feeling of being watched so intently making her face flush like a schoolgirl’s when around her very first sweetheart. but she never felt uncomfortable around him, maintaining the doting eye contact in contrast of how naked and hot her face felt.

she wanted to caress the tired bags under his eyes, kiss the stressed crease on his temples away hold him in place and tell him that he's doing enough.

however hopelessly infatuated she might have been with this boy, being her first love, she didn't care what others might have thought while empathizing with her point of view. nothing would change her adoration for him.

even if he was calm in her grasp in the moment, she saw the pain on his face when initially dealing with the dissatisfaction. mark knew how to pursue his best poker face in times like this, and you were more than glad that you were a person he let in instead of blocking away.

and even if she weren't in a place to bring back why was taken away from him, it was easy to read him and even easier to love him more.

“mark,”

she gives a small squeeze to his hand that was in hers.

mark looks at her with careful eyes, before letting the big story of how his day absolutely went wrong in the previous working hours.

he hums, ending his rant, tired eyes shut. “i know i could get him into trouble by complaining to the management— but that's not going to get my song back. it's just..”

shaking her head in disbelief, she lets go of his hand and turn in position to face him, steadying herself on her elbow.

“you're stupid.” she smiles at him. he faces you, half confused with an expression unreadable.

“huh—” he raises his brows.

“i love that you're considerate of everyone and their mistakes but you can't possibly brush this off.

if anything, you deserve to kick his butt off the team for being that irresponsible..” she pauses.

she doubles over the words, wondering if she sounded harsh. but it’s true, what was said.

mark lets out hearty laughter, causing you to pout in compliance. “you’re. you're just, so precious?” he gets up now, bringing his face even closer to yours than it had been.

“it's just that, i know what you just said is the sane way any other person in my position would reacted with, and i don't know why i didn't act on that.”

he pauses to rake his fingers through his hair.

“i know i can always come back with that song, maybe take this as a sign to you know, work on it even better. it was just so upsetting to have it gone like that. and i’m sorry for freaking you out, with my state.” he points to himself, emphasizing.

with no more hesitation, she tugs at his collar, and he takes the gesture as a hint before inching his face to match her level. the both of them mimicked the same expression, smiling and then breaking the kiss.

“can i be honest?” he speaks despite trying to catch his breath from the action not seconds ago, she takes it as an opportunity to admire his flustered face and plump lips.

“i like coming home before you're asleep.” he breathes out slowly, when she fists his hair softly. “i should start doing this more often.”

his hands find place around your figure, wrapping you securely against him.

“you're tired, mark.”

her voice is almost a whisper, their lips still against lips.

“i am,” he shuts his eyes again, this time angling his head to press his lips beside her earlobe.

“tired. but never of you.”

these were the starts to nights you'd treasure more than anything.

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har-cas07 · 2 years

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MINE || Jeong Jaehyun

Pairing: jaehyun x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Warnings: Strong language, unprotected sex, breeding kink, pussy slaps, degradation kink, praise kink, slight orgasm denial, Jaehyun calls reader pet-names (like princess, baby, whore, slut, etc.), mean!dom (and soft!dom), dumb!reader, spanking, bathroom sex, jealous Jaehyun, just filth and smut

My heart drums against my chest as I hold tightly on my science project partner's hand, Jaehyun, while stepping into the room of sweaty adults, loud music and smell of sweat. A total opposite of how I would attend my Friday nights, being curled up on my couch while reading a murder mystery with a cup of hot chocolate in my hand.

So, you're probably wondering how I ended up in a club?

Well, things took a turn two weeks ago when my chemistry teacher partnered me up with Jaehyun for a project, the typical bad boy who has a pretty face and a reputation for breaking girls’ heart.

A womanizer.

I already knew I’d have to do all the work on my own but I didn’t expect him to be so co-operative. For the first few days, he didn’t do any work but then suddenly something sparked in him that he agreed to help me and surprisingly, he was quite smart.

I knew he was danger but his eyes that would often glance up to me while working in the library made me feel things that were more than foreign to me. His insanely god-like face made matters worse. He made me drool over him and I bet he knew that.

But I was just another one of the girls he was showing his charms to. And so I made a promise to myself that no matter how hot and sexy he was, I would try not to fall for his antics…

And so now here I was, in the club with the one and only, Jeong Jaehyun. He brought me here since we won a prize for our project, he wanted to celebrate the victory with me. He brought me here to give me ‘a taste of his life’.

I was reluctant to go, this was something very new. But Jaehyun was hard to resist and so I agreed.

“Oh come on, try something different than your boring life of always studying. Enjoy for once! This is your life.” He said that to me while holding a very short bodycon dress but I had refused.

But then again, it was Jaehyun, so I ended up wearing it.

I wince as the loud noise thrummed around me and threatened to burst my eardrums. My body vibrated from the bass and shivers of disgust racked my body from the pungent smell of alcohol and sweat.

Yuck!

A little tap on my shoulder bought me from my marathon of rant about how bad this idea was, "Go sit there and wait for me. I'll be right back." Jaehyun whispered in my ear and a different type of shiver ran up my spine when his hot breathe fanned across my ear, noticing that he was pointing at the bar stool in a secluded area.

I nearly gagged when we entered the main area where I saw people snorting from lines and trying to get pregnant on the dance floor.

Red solo cups littered everywhere gave my little OCD a kick and I cringed away.

A little tap on my shoulder bought me from my marathon of rant about how bad this idea was, "Go sit there an wait for me. I'll be right back." Jaehyun whispered in my ear and a different type of shiver ran up my spine when his hot breath fanned across my ear, noticing that he was pointing at the bar stool in a secluded area.

"Wait! Where are you going?" I shouted dumbly over the loud music and grabbed his toned arm, my heart thrumming along-with the bass.

"I'll get us some drinks, okay?" He leaned down to whisper and peeled his bicep from my clammy fingers and disappeared into the smelly crowd.

I watch his form walking away from me and took a second to notice him. He was wearing the typical bad boy attire from that of novels. A black leather jacket hugged his broad shoulders and his muscular thighs were clad in a pair of skinny denim jeans. An expensive pair of black boots adorned his feet.

With a shaky breathe, I forced my heavy legs to move and slithered between bodies to the area where Jaehyun pointed with only one stool.

I tried my best not to touch anyone or even look at anyone, wishing I had an oxygen mask as all I can smell is the ghastly smell of sweat and the reek of different kinds of alcohol.

I bet it would be easier to breathe on top of Mount Everest than here.

I scrunched my nose when I saw a lone barstool with something white and sticky on top of it.

What in the world could that be? Is it what I think it is?

I smothered a groan and nearly stomped my feet childishly. Now I don't even have a place to sit on and the heels Jaehyun made me wear are killing me.

Putting my slight gymnast skills at work, I jumped slightly and settled myself on the abandoned bar counter table, which was thankfully wiped clean.

And luckily, the music is not very loud over here so I can actually hear myself breathe.

I swing my legs back and forth and hum to the familiar catchy song being played by the DJ when a shadowy figure appears in my peripheral vision.

"Finally! Where were y-" I stopped short in confusion, "Wait, you're not Jaehyun."

"Gee, for real?" The not-Jaehyun guy said sarcastically.

He had slightly long black hair, the jawline of a god and a teasing smirk formed on his thin pink lips.

"What are you doing here?" I ask like this area was actually reserved for me.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you have your name on here like you do on my heart?"

"P-pardon?" I stuttered, my face flushed.

"I was wondering if you could tell me..." Not-Jaehyun said with a teasing lilt in his voice as he leaned at the other side of the wall, facing me directly.

"What?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

"If you’re here, who’s running Heaven?"

"God?" I scrunched my nose and answered. What kind of a question is that? Who else would operate Heaven?

A chuckle fell past his lips, his eyes lit with amusement which made me smile as well.

He has a pretty smile.

Not prettier than Jaehyun though-

At least Jaehyun never asked me stupid questions like these-

No, stop comparing everything to Jaehyun and just enjoy yourself.

"Johnny. " Not-Jaehyun said and started proceeding towards me, slowly.

"Y/N" I replied and squeaked audibly when he stood right in front of me, placing himself between my legs, the bar counter acting as a leverage for me to be barely an inch higher than him.

"Care to share a dance with me, Y/N" Not Jaehyu- I mean Johnny said with a large smile that showed me all 32 of his healthy teeth.

I smiled softy and nodded, waiting for him to step aside so that I can jump off but was awfully surprised when he lifted me off, making me wrap my hands tightly around his neck and wounding my legs over his hips so that I don't fall.

His warm breath tickled my neck as he let out another round of chuckles, his hand resting on my thighs to keep me up.

Both of us started laughing like maniacs that Johnny nearly lost his balance, nearly making both of my topple over and resuming with a much more louder sets of laughter as I clung onto him like a literal monkey, hooking my heels behind his back.

Little did I know, a very angry Jaehyun was fuming, glaring holes at Johnny for ever thinking about putting his hands on me.

I heard footsteps approaching me and a laughing Johnny as I shifted my gaze to a furious Jaehyun holding two cups and giving murderous glares to the tall man in front of me. I immediately jumped off of Johnny and stood still while looking everywhere except Jaehyun. Johnny noticing the change in my demeanor turned around.

Jaehyun took slow yet heavy steps in my direction and handed me the cups. An intense eye contact was shared between the two extremely handsome as my hands trembled around the cups. I sipped the contents of the cup, in order to busy myself, trying to avoid the awkwardness.

Before I had the chance to redeem myself, Jaehyun took a swing at Johnny who stumbled back. clutching his bruising jaw.

“What the fuck, man?” Johnny bellows.

“J-Jaehyun.” I stutter, placing the cups on the counter, while staring at the person who had been nothing but a gentleman for the past few days. This whole new side of him was something I never expected.

“Let’s go.” Jaehyun orders as he grabs my arm in a fierce yet gentle grip, pulling me away. My feet automatically follow him but then I feel another warm hand clasping on my forearm.

“What are you doing, dude? I had her first.” Johnny declares.

Now this is something I only read in books. How did I end up in this situation of two extremely sexy men fighting over me, stalking their claim that I was theirs?

Jaehyun’s deep sarcastic and humorless chuckle resonates in the small area. “Oh well, you’re mistaken, dude. Why don’t you ask her yourself?”

Both the men turn in my direction and I felt like a deer caught in headlights. My nervous gaze dances between both of their eyes as I release a nervous chuckle.

“I-uhm. Wha-I-” My brain struggles to form a coherent sentence as I stare between the two, hoping for the earth to open up and swallow me as a whole.

Jaehyun nudges my arm, urging me, "Go on. Tell him the truth."

Johnny bobs his head expectantly, in the hopes of getting an answer out of me.

I purse my lips as if in deep thought and rub my thighs together, as I felt a pressure forming in my lower body, realizing with an embarrassing jolt that I really had to pee.

Just great.

Both of them fixated their eyes on my legs, as Jaehyun furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"I- I really have to go guys. Nature's call!" I stammer uselessly, wriggling my arms from their hold, squeezing between the crowd of sweaty people and dashing towards the women's bathroom label.

With clammy hands and racing heart, I enter the cubicle and relieve myself, collecting my thoughts about what the hell just happened to me.

I brush my hair with my hands and dip my head down, regretting my decision of ever coming here in the first place.

That's when I heard a knock and hurriedly cleaned myself, flushing the toilet knowing that it was Jaehyun on the other side of the door when I saw his expensive boots.

I stand up and open the door tentatively, peaking from the small gap only for him to push it open entirely with aggression. He grabs my shoulders and pins me to the wall. I open and close my mouth like a fish but no words come out since this hot looking guy was staring down at me, making me feel frail and timid. He closes the door behind him and smirks at me, something he often does.

“W-Where’s J-Johnny?” I say with nervousness as he brushed his hand up and down my arm, making my skin tingle.

“You care about him too much, huh?” He grabs my jaw with his right hand while his left hand rests beside my head. After being this close to him, I realize how short I really am. I barely reached his collar bones. He squishes my cheeks with his large hand, his metal rings cold against my warm and flushed cheeks.

My lips pucker from his actions and his cologne tantalizes my nostrils, enveloping me in his manly scent. Before I could reply he leans in, his eyes flickering between mine and my plump red, pursed lips. I feel a warm liquid pooling my insides, my knees wobbling beneath in. My mind is in a jumble when he presses his velvet soft lips on mine, sparks flowing everywhere.

I promised not to fall for him but the feeling of his lips harmonizing perfectly with mine made me realize that its too late. After all, promises are meant to be broken.

He pulls away, the kiss only lasting for two seconds. He releases a chortle and cocks his head, “I took care of him.”

My jaw slacks as I stare at him with disbelief.

“What do you m-” I get cut off by his tender lips as he silences me, mid sentence with his possessive kiss. His hands travel down my dress as he gropes my thigh, scrunching the dress up my legs, bunching it below my stomach. I involuntarily gasp since this was something I never experienced.

Jaehyun grins boyishly when he notices how responsive my body is to his touch. “Do you even touch yourself?”

I avert my gaze from his and fiddle with my fingers, not knowing how exactly to answer him. “I do touch myself.”

He raises his brow, surprise flashing through his features. “Really?”

“Um yeah,” I clarify as I proceed to touch my arm. “See, I’m touching myself right now.”

His husky, breathy yet deep laughter is like music to my ears that shoots through me like a love arrow straight to my heart, threatening to succumb me into a puddle.

Although I want him to continue laughing, confusion still rings inside of me, wondering what I did for him to burst out laughing.

His stomach laughter was contagious, as unconsciously a smile tugged at my lips. He looked beautiful with his eyes crinkling, tips of his ears turning red, his mouth open releasing melodious sounds.

Then as if some demon possessed him, his sweet smile turned into a dark look, eyes looking down at me like I'm his prey. He lifts his hand and pushes a brown lock to the back of my ear, his thumb caressing my cheeks.

"You're so innocent," He leans closer. "You make me wanna ruin you."

Then he pulls my dress over my head and the cool air attacks me, making goose bumps rise on my body. But he cups the place between my legs and I release a pant, feeling hot all over again.

"I'll guide you," He says, staring in my eyes with passion. "Put your hands in my hair and play with them, kiss me on the neck and leave the rest to me."

I oblige.

His fingers slid my down and it pools around my feet, gingerly I step out of it and us my heels to swipe it at one side. I immediately cover my center and look away, feeling embarrassed, knowing very well that my face is crimson red. He smiles, removing my hands from my clit and tangling them in his hair.

I release a moan when I feel him rubbing circles on my clit with his fingers and he grinds his hips against mine. He removes his shirt and I graze my nails over his well defined stomach, the indentations of his abs and feel them contract against the slight scratch of my nails.

He slowly dips down on his knees and puts one of my legs on his shoulder, this position giving him more access and I feel hot all over when from under my lashes I watch him lick his lips and stare at my sex organ like it's the most edible and delicious thing ever. He attaches his warm mouth to my pussy, licking each fold with so much determination that I could barely keep my balance. It felt like he was making out with my pussy.

His strong muscular hands grab my thick thighs, in order to keep me upright and I move to tangle my hands in my hair, pulling at it lightly. I felt tingling vibrations of Jaehyun's groan from my pussy as it travelled over the length of my spine like a shudder.

Swiping his tongue over and over my slit, his nose nudging my clit as moan after moan escaped my mouth faster than a cheetah running. My moans intensified and I felt the pit in my stomach grow, releasing a pressure down on my vagina and all I wanted was to find some kind of release.

Suddenly, he stands up, making me whine as my shoulder slipped off his shoulder, my legs wobbly on their own.

"Please" I whimper, rubbing my legs together shamelessly, trying to get back the feeling that slowly dissipated.

"It's okay. Shhh." He comforts me, grabbing my waist when I struggle on my feet, still feeling dazed from what he just did to me. I watch him unzip his pants and removes his boxers, making my eyes widen when I look at his hard and large penis. I blush.

He comes closer and intertwines his hands with mine. "You trust me, right?"

I nod, meaning it. "I do."

"Then don't be scared. I'll stop when it gets too much to handle for you. Just say the word, okay?" He whispers the last sentence and presses a kiss on my nose. I blush harder.

I nod slowly and embrace myself for what's about to come. But instead of plunging inside of me, he leaned forward and whispered with his husky voice in my ear, his words hot against the shell of my ear, "Words, princess."

He orders but all I can do is moan and try my best to rub myself of his now-free (and might I say hard) groin, the closeness between us overwhelming me.

His hands slithered down south to my puffy lips, pinching my clit lightly as punishment, my back arching off the wall, whining pathetically. "J-jae. Plea- ahhh" I moaned even louder when he pinched my throbbing clit again, nearly making me cum undone right there.

"Mmm. Answer my question, princess."

My brain could barely comprehend what he was saying, concentrating on his large hands rubbing against my pussy, the warmth of his hands so close to my center and I couldn't help but be greedy to want him inside me.

(And like the dumb bitch she was, all she did was moan like a slut which, guess what? was not what horny Jae wanted)

I rub myself over his hand like a cat over his owner, something that he did not like. His grip on my waist tightened as a warning, his other hand leaving my pussy and coming back down at it with a slightly harsh slap, making me cry out a moan.

"I-"

SLAP

"am-"

SLAP

"asking-"

SLAP

"you-"

SLAP

"something"

SLAP SLAP SLAP

Till then I was a whining, moaning and crying mess in front of him, not from pain but from the unknown pleasure that curls inside my abdomen that he refuses to provide me.

The pussy slaps making me so dumb but I finally blurted out what he wanted to hear, so I am saved from further punishment to my sensitive clit, now pulsating painfully, desperately looking for some release.

"I-I'm r-read-y-y." I stutter and immediately moan when I feel him rub soothing circles on my clit, trying to lessen the pain and it was actually working but I didn't want that. I wanted his dick. Inside me. Now.

Thankfully, it's like he can hear my thoughts, he did what I required.

After hearing my confirmation, his dick thrusts into me in one go and tears spill down my cheeks immediately. It was very painful, he was too big. I can't take him.

"Jae- s'big s'big. Can't- can't- AHH" I shudder from pain, leaning up to bite onto his broad shoulders, my nails scratching on his back.

I hold onto his shoulders for support and he mumbles praises to me, encouraging me, which in fact in all honesty, was helping.

"It's okay baby. You can take it. C'mon. You're doing so well. You can do it. It's all gonna be okay soon. You're such a good girl."

The pain soon died down and I was overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure coursing through my body.

"You take my cock so well baby," He praises me once more and the rush of adrenaline takes over me as I press my lips on his nipple, making him release sweet sounds.

I bite my lips as the weird pit in my stomach comes back again, clenching around his cock over and over again, trying to swallow it whole.

Jaehyun took hold of my thighs and pulled me up, still deep inside me, instinctively wrapping my legs around his waist, this angle allowing him to go even deeper.

"This is how that dick, Johnny picked you up, yeah? Laughing and shit with him. You liked that, huh?" He muttered angrily, grabbing me by my ass now and squeezing them, pulling them together and pulling them apart, making cool air whip my back hole.

I moaned when his thrusts got deeper, trying to match his vicious pace and his thrusts with my own, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

Suddenly a hard spank his delivered to my right ass cheek, making me clench tight around him.

"Such a brat you are" He murmurs and lands another smack on my left ass cheek. I jolt up and I am sure he could feel my ass jiggle between his fingertips. "Never answers a question when I ask you"

Another spank, this time on both of my cheeks at the same time and all I could do was moan even louder and tighten my grip around his neck, free tears streaking lines on my face, "you like that don't you? being treated like the slut you are?"

The degradation sends heat directly to my core and I clench even tighter around him, stuttering his movement.

"Loosen up, bitch!" He groans and gives me another spank. I cry and whine, grinding down on my cock and trying my best to loosen up my inner walls.

"'m close. 'm so close" I whimper and chase the pleasure, grinding down harder on his dick, my clit rubbing on his lower abdomen.

"Not yet." He orders and drills inside of me, his hard dick pulsating inside of me.

"P-please Jae. 'm so close." I moan and try to hold it in, whimpering at the intense pleasure coursing through my veins.

"Not until I do!" He groans and throws his head back, the tip of his strong long cock, hitting the entrance of my cervix.

I clench over and over on him, trying to delay my orgasm and successfully triggering his.

"Want me to breed you like the bitch you are? Hmm? Want me to be your daddy?”

All I can do it whine and moan and clench around him. His personality splits from when his cock was just inside me and he was muttering praises about how good I was and praising me but now everything that left his mouth were derogatory words which couldn't help but turn me on.

"Whore. Tsk. Such a whore for my cock. Dumb bitch being fucked dumb by my monster cock. You like my dick being buried deep inside you? Yeah? Cock slut. Fucking dumb hoe, Just my cum dump. A little brat needing to be put in her place, hmm? You like this don't you? Being degraded and put into your position by daddy. I feel this awesome pussy clenching around me so tight." He keeps muttering insults and drilling like a wild animal inside of me.

"P-please fill me u-up, daddy.”

"Pathetic. Stuttering like you're cock drunk. Like being fucked dumb by me, yeah? Who's slut are you, bitch?"

"Y-yours daddy. O-only your-rs" I babble stupidly.

"Mhm. That's right. Remember that. My slut." He groans and releases spurts of hot white cum into my pussy, his dick softens inside of me but he keeps on thrusting inside me.

"D-daddy p-please. 'm gon- 'm gonn-"

"Okay baby. Cum for me. Cum for daddy. It's okay. You take my dick so well, it's like you were made for it. No bitch will ever have this pussy except me. Neither will anyone have my dick other than you. I'm all yours. And you are all mine." He says and soothes out the knots in my spine and the stings of his handprints on my ass

His switch from degradation to praise is unbelievable and I let out a loud scream and moan when I squirt and cream his cock, my voice hoarse from all the moans.

"Fuck, that was so hot." He concludes and slips out of me, diverting his eyes downward, watching the mixture of my his cum drip down my thighs. "You're so hot." He says and kisses me lazily, our skin clinging together from the sheen of sweat.

"I'm sorry if that was too rough." He whispers and lets me get on my own feet, rubbing the side of my hips and looking down at me apologetically, his breathing hard.

"No- um- actually. That was perfect." I smile slightly and wobble on my feet.

"You're perfect." He gives me a dazzling smile and swoops down to steal another kiss from my lips.

#kpop #nct127 #kpopsmut #jaehyun #jeong jaehyun #jeong yoonoh #reading #nct #nctsmut #nct x reader #nct x y/n #nctdrabbles #nctimagines #nctoneshot #nctscenarios

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winwinsmybaobei · 3 years

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MASTERLIST

WayV reaction to saying something hurtful to you

Ten, Xiaojun and Hendery would immediately freeze as he realized what he just said. His eyes would soften and he would try to engulf you in a hug. If you try to push him away, he won't let you. He'll literally let you cry in his arms and punch his chest if you want to, but he's not going to let you go.

Kun and Lucas would immediately look at you. He'd be so afraid to touch you because of how fragile you looked. He would keep on saying sorry. If you walked away, he'd give you some time alone, then talk to you after a few hours. But if you just froze and cried in front of him, he'll slowly hug you, but he won't hug you too tight.

Winwin and Yangyang wouldn't know what to do. He would look at you with teary eyes and tell you how sorry he is. Then he would pull you in a hug and kiss the top of your head multiple times. When you start sobbing, he'll start crying and telling you that he didn't mean anything he said.

#kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #kpop reactions #nct #nctimagines #nct reactions #nct imagines #nctreaction #nct x reader #wayv imagines #nct wayv #wayv reactions #wayv smut #Wayv

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ly-sona · 3 years

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[❀] ❝ masterlist 。❞

❝ 구해줘 제발 나를 닮은 감면에서 。❞

[❦] . . . print(ot7) ~ ✎

. . . hogwarts students . . .

[❦] . . . print(jungwon) ~ ✎

tba . . .

[❦] . . . print(heeseung) ~ ✎

tba . . .

[❦] . . . print(jay) ~ ✎

. . . under the stars 』 park jay . . .

[❦] . . . print(jake) ~ ✎

. . . graffiti 』 shim jake . . .

[❦] . . . print(sunghoon) ~ ✎

. . . addiction 』 park sunghoon . . . . . . twenty-four hours 』 park sunghoon . . .

[❦] . . . print(sunoo) ~ ✎

tba . . .

[❦] . . . print(ni-ki) ~ ✎

. . . comfort 』 nishimura riki . . .

[❦] . . . print(others) ~ ✎

. . . issues 』 lee haechan . . . . . . emotionless 』 park jisung . . .

❝ 구해줘 제발 마주하는 어둠에서 。❞

#enhypen #parksunghoon #yangjungwon #enhypenimagines #fanfiction #fanfic #ff #imagines #nctdream #nct #nctimagines #parkjisung #aboutme #profile #aesthetic #wattpad

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owixiaodejun · 3 years

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￩𒀭𝘹𝘪𝘢𝘰𝘫𝘶𝘯 𝗍𝘢𝘬ᥱ 𝘰𝘧𝗳 𓈓 𓈖٤

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f9smaragdine · 2 months

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All Hail to Queen Lee Taeyong 🙌

Kneel down everyone

#kneel down #kneel before me #all hail the king #nct u #nct icons #kpop #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct taeyong #lee taeyong #taeyong x reader #taeyong scenarios #taeyong #nctimagines #nct 127 #nct lee taeyong

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nctinkverse · 4 months

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Did you guys see? I updated the cover for Promissa Redux!

Also, the current word count for Chapter 1 is 1391... I had initially planned to provide an update on the 14th, but what if it comes sooner than expected?

I have also updated the total word count, so...

Total Word Count: Not sure, it will probably be between 5,000 and 10,000?

Please let me know if you'd like to be tagged (if I can't, I will inform you in your inbox).

Oh, btw could you help me out with something...

What hashtags do you guys usually search for Jaehyun fanfics? Or NCT-themed ones?

If you haven't read the preview of Promissa Redux, please do ^^

-Tessa PREVIEW

Pairing: jaehyun x f. reader

Genre: mature, smut, angst, fluff, minors dni.

Preview and plot warnings (I will update as I go): dad Jaehyun, pregnancy, MC is a mom, mature, slow burn, excessive angst, abundant plot, and probably way too much dialogue, exes to lovers, Jaehyun 's family is in this (at least as I imagine they might be), a lot of intimacy, explicit content, swearing, alcohol consumption, mention of exes, heavy make-out session and annoying co-workers.

WC Preview: 1000

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moon-sun-kun · 4 years

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|NCT Dream- All of them| Boyfriend! NCT Dream finds you crying over a character.

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sarasrecord · 2 years

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blood in the water.| LTY

[ 🧷 ]! ぃ ⸻ we'll never get free ch1

pairing. lee taeyong (ty) x imaginary! female lead

warnings. DARK THEMES: guns, mention of drugs, drinking, cursing, insomnia, nightmares, murder, more will be added

inspired by. the song blood//water by grandson.

marriage is the best contract

Duty. A strong sense of duty was something every Kim had. Always. Somehow duty was always above everything, above themselves, above life, above love. They did it all for duty, the sacrifices, the wars, the deaths, the tears, the murders. It all was done because duty called, duty called them to serve the family, to serve the name, to serve the empire, to serve the legacy.

This undeniable call for duty is exactly what bought Eris here, seating in front of the man she desperately wanted to punch to death, if it weren’t for her father seating in front of her, Lee Taeyong would’ve probably been on the floor, with blood covering that suit of his.

It was as though the meeting room was filled with anything but oxygen. She knew exactly what was about to happen and so did he and all that could be done was to accept the fate, ‘You both know why you have been bought here’ a thick Korean accent broke the silence in the room that was almost deafening.

It was the oldest rule in the book, the best alliance had always been marriage. The union of two families in front of God where the ones saying i do are mere pawns. Two pieces on a chessboard that was to be controlled by the wishes of the higher power, more specifically the head of the families.

‘Eris, you are to marry Taeyong. You guys are acquaintances from the past, so I reckon there won’t be a need for waste of time', said Lee Dong-hyun before getting up. ‘The ceremony will be within a month or two, we will make a press release today, but before the ceremony, I and Dong-hyun have to go to Budapest for a meeting,' added the other Kim in the room.

‘I will be taking my leave then father, it was nice seeing you Mr. Lee’ Eris said before grabbing her coat, without saying her goodbyes to the other Lee present in the room, she walked out of the room

Staying in the same room with Lee Taeyong for 2 minutes was enough torture it self, but staying in a room with her father and Lee Dong-hyun, Taeyong was another breed of torture.

‘R, I need intel on Lee Taeyong, now’ Eris spoke or rather demanded to her phone before walking to the parking lot from the elevator. There was always a certain feeling of clarity when she walked out of meetings affiliated with the Lees.

Standing momentarily on the parking lot, Eris tried to process everything but truthfully speaking it would take her years to do that. The viable explanation she gave her was that in a month or so she was going to sell her soul to the devil for her family, and also had to call the devil her husband.

She was jolted out of her thoughts by a ring from her phone, which made her immediately open the device, she was met with what could be called an auto-biography of Lee Taeyong. Whatever was stated in the document was everything and anything Eris was already aware of.

A sudden breath on her neck made her immediately turn her back to the direction, closing her phone. And there he was, ‘Kim if you wanted to know something about me you could’ve just asked, with a smug smirk on his face that was far too familiar to her.

‘Does my beloved fiancé have a problem with his wife-to-be wanting to know him a little better?’ Eris said as she advanced towards him, as though the space between them wasn't already reduced to a few centimeters.

The close proximity opened up opportunities, it opened a golden opportunity and Eris was never the one to decline such opportunities, before another word could escape his mouth, her heel had already stomped his left foot enough for him to wince at the sensation.

‘You fucking bit-’ ‘Language Mr.Lee, I have quite a fragile heart’ Eris stated with a pout that would fool others but not Taeyong, definitely not Taeyong. Before she could make her escape she was stopped by a yank at her arm which pulled her closer to exactly the person she was avoiding.

Whilst the previous close proximity sparked new opportunities, this sparked nervousness in Eris particularly because the same could not be said about Taeyong, he was trying his hardest to not smile.

‘Let go’ Eris demanded firmly, but words like such weren’t the one to budge Taeyong, he wanted to say something, something his mind definitely was against while the fist-like thing in his heart defended it and before he knew it he let her go.

‘Press release will be today, so official outing as an éngaged couple will be tomorrow, dress code is-’ before he could finish ‘red. Dress code is red.’ she said. ‘Whatever you wish your Highness’ he said as he courtesied to her making her attempt another stomp, but this time on the right foot.

But this time it was Taeyong with the upper hand, before she could advance his hand had already stopped her, ‘Don't try again’, those were the last words they had spoken before parting ways for the day.

The fact that the next two months were going to be an internal war between the logical and hateful side of Eris was something she already knew, one would ask her to stab him to death and another would ask her to be civil, she was definitely going to give into the temptation of doing what her hateful side told her.

Soon the news of Lee Taeyong and Kim Eris’s engagement became the talk of the town, to everyone outside of their world, it was a fairytale that came true straight from the books of romance novelists.

But everyone and anyone inside the underworld was aware of the fact that this was a scheme to strengthen both the families and broaden the empire, to add fuel to the fire that was the Lees, the wealth of the Kims, and the power of the Lees was the best alliance possible to bring down anyone.

And the reaction of the public was enough to paint a picture of how the 20 or so years were going to look like, the two families having complete dominance over the underworld which would add more fire to the cold war that was already going on between the Kims and a house that was well known for being the only house with enough guts to take a stance against Kim Hyun- woo.

The couple dressed in red, hand in hand whilst smiling and laughing was enough to fool the world and sugarcoat the fact that they were just weapons specially built by their fathers to use, specially designed to be lethal to their enemies.

The news channels being filled with a beautifully scripted love story of the lovers and the rise in stock was enough to show that the history book on the shelf is always repeating itself, the same thing that had happened after the news of the union of Kim Hyun- woo and the late Kim Chae-won had the same feedback, the only thing that could be hoped is that Eris’s fate wouldn't end up the way her mother's had.

That was something highly unlikely, her father had built her into something that was anything but her mother, something her mother would’ve despised to be more specific. Something her mother wouldn't recognize as her daughter, and something she herself does not recognize.

‘You can stop smiling now’ Taeyong said to Eris releasing her from his arm, a sigh of relief escaped her mouth as her face finally came to the signature frown he was familiar with, ‘Do you know when is the wedding?’ she asked as she got herself some water.

‘Why are you excited to be Mrs.Lee?’ he asked her with that god-forbidden smirk of his, 'Shut the fuck up, I have shit to attend to unless like you Tae’, she said or rather shouted. ‘Already making nicknames aren’t we?’

In her life of 23 years, she had seen men, men with their egos so far up their asses that she couldn’t have the patience and wait before putting them in their place, but she thought she had seen pride until she met Lee Taeyong, but this man was the embodiment of the word pride and also one of the many things that would look beautiful six feet under.

‘Why do I even try to have one civil conversation with someone like you?’ she said before walking out of the room, her standing-Taeyong-tolerance ran out for the day but let’s be honest it was never there.

#bloodinthewater #nct writers #nctimagines #nctdrabbles #nct reactions #nct scenariors #taeyong #nct angst #nct 127 #nct fanfic #nctzen #taeyong imagine #taeyong scenarios #taeyong angst

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kunstnurii · 3 years

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sungchan x gn!reader

pairing : sungchan x gn!reader

warnings : mention of past abuse

genre : fluff

word count : 1.5k

song recommendation : - The Lights Behind You - Surl

summary : moving to Seoul, you never thought you’d fall for your -extremely loud- neighbour.

disclaimer : i am not using capitalised letters on purpose. it’s my ~aesthetic~

growing up, you never really had what you could call a best friend. you were in a very friends group, sure, but you were never the person people looked forward to seeing in the morning, always being the last choice when your friends looked for someone to hang out with. it did bother you at first, you wanted to have sleepovers, dumb hangouts with friends, inside jokes, and just having someone to share your day with. but, as time passed, you noticed it wasn’t as bad, you started feeling less lonely even if you were alone by the end of the day, it was also an advantage as you didn’t have anything holding you from moving countries on your own, being the independent person you had become.

so here you were, on your way from the airport to your new flat, as your company had rented it before you would be moving to Seoul. you had recently been appointed as chief of the marketing department of your company’s branch in Seoul, and thus, had achieved your high school dream. you looked out of the window of the taxi you were currently sitting in, thinking back on the hardships you had gone through to come to this point in life; the abuse you went through whenever you came home, the loneliness you felt in school, and in general, you proudly smiled, considering you were now in your dream city, about to work as one of the higher-ups you never even dreamt of becoming. you were positive you had become successful.

as the taxi driver helped you move the suitcases to the front of the very tall looking building, a tall figure was approaching the entrance door holding two huge bags of snacks (was he really going to eat that all by himself,,,,?) and noticed your struggle as he sped up to quickly drop the snacks he had been ordered to buy by his roommates. he came back down to help you move the suitcases as the driver had now headed to his next customer. you smiled in appreciation and noticed him smile back even through the dark mask he was wearing. you were now both awkwardly standing in the elevator with two very heavy suitcases waiting for the doors to close.

“which floor are you going to?” he asked in the sweetest voice he had managed to let out.

“18, please.” you smiled.

“oh! i live on that floor too! that means we’re neighbours!” he had squeaked out in excitement. cute, you thought.

as you both exchanged names, you noticed how cute this man, well, sungchan, as you had learned his name, was. you were also hoping you’d get to be close in the future because of how nice he was. he helped you move the suitcases up to the front of your door and headed to the flat number 69, while yours was the number 70. you exchanged good nights, as the sun had already set a few minutes before your plane landed, and each headed to your own house.

it was all fun and games at first, you finished installing your furniture (which really, only consisted of a mattress, a side table and a clothes hanger) and your personal stuff in the span of the first week, and adapted pretty well to the rhythm of the city. there was, however, one big issue; your neighbours. they were very nice, very respectful and very cute, but you truly wondered what they did during the day for them to be so loud during the night. sungchan and you had become a bit closer, having short conversations when going down the elevator together, you had found out they were artists, and that all of the group lived in this building. you wondered how many they were for them to be living in different apartments, and also because of the amount of noise that comes from their apartment at the most random hour of the night.

the noise didn’t bother you for the first month, as you were also up pretty late because of the jet lag, trying to adapt to a new timeline was harsh. however, as you got back to your original sleeping schedule of going to bed at 10 p.m, you noticed just how loud they were. there would be yellings at 3 a.m about how someone was being a sore loser or even just screaming and laughing. what bothered you the most was that you recognised one of the loud voices: sungchan. he probably was one of the loudest of the group.

as another month passed, you had decided to gather your courage and confront them about the lack of sleep they induced on you. it was currently 2 in the morning, you were dressed in sweats and a hoodie as you do most of the time you were home, and the lack of sleep had given you a newfound courage for confrontation. you were now heading towards their door, about to knock, before realising you didn’t have the confidence to speak about it and thus, stepping back with a sigh, deciding to go back to your own apartment before the door suddenly opened.

“uh? what were you doing in front of our door?” came the voice that you would recognise anywhere now, considering how loud it was every. single. night.

“oh,,, sungchan,,,hi.” was all you could say in pure awkwardness.

“it’s 2 a.m, why are you awake?” he sounded so soft when asking this, that you wondered if he gets possessed every time he enters his house.

“actually, i can’t sleep because of you guys.” that was it. you had finally said it!

“huh?! why?” he looked like a very cute confused puppy with the attention span of 3 seconds and it made your heart ache with how much you wanted to hug him at the moment. (wait what? hug him?)

“you guys make a little too much noise at night…” yeah, just a little too much.

“oh, i’m sorry, i’ll tell the members to tone it down.” he was now feeling guilty as he assumed you were probably about to tell them that before he opened the door to go to the convenience store.

“but where are you going at this hour?” you were now wondering why he had opened the door at 2 a.m.

“oh i felt hungry so i was going to eat some noodles in the store down the street, and no one wanted to come with me so i decided to go alone.” he smiled a little, his mouth watering at his awaiting late night snack.

“now that you mentioned food, i’m hungry too.” you hadn’t eaten dinner as there was nothing to cook with and you were too lazy to order, and thus stuck to eating the last yogurt inside your fridge.

“wanna go together?” he had sparkles in his eyes from thinking about spending time with you outside of the elevator. (why was his heart beating so fast?)

“you know what, sure, let me grab my wallet.” you were about to head to your apartment when he held your hand and headed towards the elevator.

“my treat.” he smiled down at you.

so here you were, at 2.30 in the morning, tasting sungchan’s special noodle recipe (which really was just cheese on top of it) in a convenience store dressed in your most basic attire (so was he, and boy did he look soft and cozy in that hoodie). you were feeling content at the moment, having someone to eat with for the first time in years aside from acquaintance at work, and genuinely enjoying someone’s company. you felt your cheeks go warm when he talked about random stuff with sparkly eyes and a pure smile on his face. was it the noodles? or was it that you were slowly developing feelings for the man sitting in front of you?

sungchan was feeling a little bit self conscious at the way the person in front of him was staring quietly at him while he was blabbering about how his teammate Jeno dropped Soy Sauce on the carpet when trying to cook, he was slowly starting to get a crush on his neighbour and he didn’t want them to find him stupid or weird.

“why,,, why are you staring at me that way?” he asked with a low whisper while trying to hide his big frame behind his chopsticks.

“it’s just, it feels nice to have someone to eat with and talk about random stuff.” you smiled a little and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“i’m happy i get to be that someone.” it was now your turn to try to hide behind your chopsticks because you felt your cheeks darken and didn’t want the boy to notice.

“also because i think i’m starting to have a crush on you and would like to have your consent before i try to flirt with you.” you choked on the noodle soup as he said that. you never expected him to have a crush on you, and even less expected yourself to like that he had one.

“uh,,, yeah i guess you,, can flirt with me,,, i don’t mind.”

you knew you wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight either, but this time it wouldn’t be because of the noise.

#kpop #kpopimagines #kpopimagine #kpopscenarios #kpopscenario #nct #nctsungchan #nctimagines #nctimagine #nctscenarios #nctscenario #sungchan #sungchanimagine #sungchanscenarios #sungchanfluff #fluff #nctfluff #it felt nice to see a new member who's my age #and who's also left handed

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