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nuoyipeach · 1 year

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Five Senses: Part 1

Chapter One

Yuta couldn't take it anymore. He needed to find his soulmate, his lifelong partner. No it wasn't for anything romantic, at least not for vampires, especially when you're a royalty. He's waited so long, but not once has he felt anyone was the right person, and by now was sick and tired of holding parties to meet more people.

Right now he laid in his bed groaning into his pillow in pain. If he didn't find his soulmate soon, his health would deteriorate even more, and he'd be the first royalty to actually die. His half brother stood aside shaking his head, earning a light smack from his own partner, now his beloved wife, who mind spoke to him.

Talk to him!

How? What's there left to do?

Idiot!

Hey! You married this idiot.

Sadly yes.

Taeyong pouted as his wife looked at him mad, then sat next to Yuta herself and tapped his shoulder.

"Yuta, take the medicine for now." she spoke softly. She was always kind, not just to him but everyone. She tugged him to get up and take the medicine the doctor claimed would at least keep him painless, but everyone knew it wouldn't save him.

And so he gave up. "What's the point Seulgi? I might as well be in pain. At least it'll take my mind off the fact that I'm dying."

Taeyong groaned hearing him and smacked his butt. "Stop saying that already! You're not going to die. You'll find someone, I promise."

Yuta got up and stared at him angrily. "IT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY!" he yelled, groaning again when his body hurt even more. Seulgi quickly got his medicine and forced him to take it before letting him collapse into his bed again.

"Listen Yuta." she spoke. "I know for a fact that you will not die, at least not before meeting your soulmate. You know I grew up with humans, and if there's one thing I learned from them is that no one dies unloved."

Seulgi wasn't a regular vampire. Her father was killed during a clan war, so her mother moved to live out of the clan to raise her more normally, and she loved it. The way she met Taeyong was something humans would call fate, as the two accidentally held hands in a club and both their five senses worked, the slight pain they had gone.

"It doesn't matter Seulgi..."

"Yes it does. Look, all you've done is stay inside the grounds and had parties to see people. In my opinion, it's time you go outside and explore."

Yuta groans again, this time Taeyong leaves getting annoyed by his stubbornness. Seulgi rolls her eyes at the two, then turns back to Yuta cocking her eyebrow.

"Well if you won't do it, I will."

The next thing he knew, Yuta was standing in the middle of a playground. His eyes widened as he took in the surroundings of children running around while adults walked or sat on the benches chatting.

I'll kill you for this Seulgi!

Well at least I'll die knowing I helped out!

Ugh!

Giving up, Yuta simply walked around in this foreign land, and realised Seulgi was right. He never stepped outside their lands, so seeing children lining up for an ice cream truck was a surprise.

Humans...

He shook his head and walked away, strolling around the place until he reached a more quite park. No one was really there, just passing by from time to time. Suddenly, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. It's happened again, he crouched onto his knees as his hand grabbed the part that hurt. He didn't have the medicine, or enough strength to teleport back to his room.

"Oh My God!" he heard someone shriek and footsteps getting louder as the person ran towards him. "Are you OK? Should I call an ambulance? Hey, look at me!"

Soft hands grabbed Yuta by his arms and turned him around so his head laid on the their lap, and he got a glimpse of them. Suddenly, the pain receded, and he was able to make out the lady holding him.

"Do you need help? Wait, I'll call the ambulance." she spoke, and it felt as if it cured him. The more she touched him, spoke to him, the more he looked at her, his pain reduced.

It can't be...

"Wait..." he groaned and held her hand with her phone as she nearly called the ambulance. "Don't... They can't... do anything..." he said as he slowly sat up. The lady helped support his back, and his pain receded even more at the touch.

There were two more things he had to check, smell and taste. He looked at the hand he held and pulled it to himself, sniffing her wrist. The lady's eyes widened and she screamed.

"Pervert! What are you doing!?!"

Yuta held her hand tight again, panting as the pain was still there, just in his chest. "Please listen to me. What are you?"

"Excuse me?"

"What are you?" he asked again with pleading eyes. The lady sensed he wasn't a pervert, at least she hoped he wasn't with the way his eyes softened.

"I'm a store manager."

"A human?" he asked, causing her to look at him bewildered.

"Why? Do I look like a monster to you?" the lady asked cocking her eyebrow. Yuta sighed and shut his eyes, and once he opened them again she gasped. "You're..." she trailed off, bewitched by his red eyes.

"Please, let me kiss you." he cut her off. "Let me kiss you just once, and if it works I'll tell you everything."

Something about his eyes captivated her, she didn't know what came over her but she nodded. Yuta gently cupped her cheek and pulled her in, kissing her lips.

Until it happened. His fangs poked through, and he tasted her blood. And he knew for sure she was the one.

His soulmate.

The lady froze at the piercing feeling in her lips, not even blinking when he pulled away and stared at her. He sat up more properly and wiped the blood smudge off her lips, sucking it off his thumb after.

"Do you believe in soulmates?"

"I..." she staggered. "Maybe..." she managed to whisper. Yuta pursed his lips and slowly stood up holding her hand, tugging her to stand with him. He snaked an arm around her waist and smiled a little apologetically.

"What's your name?"

"Park Sooyoung..."

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starryhyuck · 1 month

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pairing: alpha!soulmate!jeno x afab!omega!reader

words: 2.9k+

summary: your first meeting with the notorious lee jeno sends you spiraling into heat.

genre: smut

warnings: a/b/o dynamics, knotting, breeding kink, cunnilingus, degradation, mating, some public sex

“You’re coming with me to the Governor’s Ball tonight.”

Your eyebrow raises at Hyewon, who is eagerly sitting across from you, practically jumping out of her seat. The Beta in her is naturally timid, so she must be extremely excited to be acting this way.

“And why would I do that?” You ask, displaying no interest in the event. “It’s just going to be a room filled with rowdy Alphas.”

“That’s why we’re going, duh,” Hyewon says as if you’ve lost a few brain cells. “It won’t just be an event with any regular Alpha — these Alphas will be the most handsome and richest of all!”

Hyewon comes from an affluent family that has an expectation of her to marry wealthy. You know she has been trying for years to pair with any man who has millions in his bank account, yet none of them can match her standards.

You, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about finding an Alpha to mate with. You’ve always envisioned yourself with a calmer Beta, someone who had realistic goals and expectations and wasn’t driven by the feral nature of their genetics. Alphas are known for being possessive and dominant, and it just doesn’t seem like an ideal relationship for you.

“Hyewon, I really don’t think that’s my scene.”

“Come on,” she pouts at you. “Do you know how lucky you are to be an Omega? I would kill to present like you and have every Alpha bend to my whim.”

The statement is slightly exaggerated but not entirely untrue. As an Omega, you do recognize that you have more of a leverage with Alphas as your scent is naturally more alluring to them than a Beta’s. However, you have always opposed the idea that Omegas are solely born to satisfy Alphas. They see you as nothing but a hole to fill and a neck to be marked.

Hyewon clutches to your wrist and pleads loudly, drawing looks from other students lingering in the cafe.

“Please, please, please-“

“Okay!” You huff, withdrawing your hand and looking down bashfully. “Fine, I’ll go with you.”

She throws her arms up and cheers happily.

—

Hyewon wraps you in a stuffy, form fitting dress which is covered head to toe in expensive crystals. She insists you have to shine at the event in order to stand out from all the other Omegas in attendance tonight. Despite your indifference, you let her play dress up as she wants.

She tugs you into the lavish Governor’s Ball, where most of the political leaders of your town are gathered. Hyewon’s eyes lock into the Lee family, the most influential household in werewolf existence.

You don’t know much about the Lee family despite their powerful presence, but Hyewon is quick to fill in the gaps. “That’s Lee Taeyong,” she whispers to you as she points to the stoic man standing across the room. “He’s the oldest, and he’s actually nicer than he looks. The one next to him is the middle child, Lee Mark.” The man she points to has a similar bored expression painting his face, slowly swirling his champagne glass to find a source of amusement. You can tell from the lilt in Hyewon’s voice that he is the Alpha she has her sights set on for the night. “And that guy is the youngest, Lee Jeno. Don’t even try with him, he’s a waste of time.”

Your eyebrows furrow at the Alpha, who appears angrier than any other male in this ballroom. You can practically feel his disdain coursing through your veins.

“Why is he so… grumpy?”

She laughs at your question. “I told you, he’s a waste of time. He’s always pissed off at these events for no reason and hates it when any Beta or Omega tries to make conversation with him. He’s the worst Lee brother to mate with.”

Hyewon soon leaves you to your own devices, heading off to try and win Mark over. You awkwardly make conversation with a few other Omegas around you, but they seem more interested in gathering the attention of the Lee brothers than actually engaging with you.

Midway through the event, you head to the bathroom down the corridor to freshen up. You gasp when you turn the corner and suddenly ram straight into someone’s chest. Your champagne glass falls to the floor and shatters across the marble, but that is the last thing you’re concerned about.

Your body suddenly starts to feel like it’s on fire, heat spreading through your core rapidly. You choke and clutch your stomach, glancing up to see the reason behind your misery.

Jeno stands in front of you, eyes blooming red as he drinks you in. You pant and take a step back from him, recognizing the signs of your approaching heat.

But that can’t be possible — your heat isn’t due to come for another few weeks.

“W-What did y-you do-“ You wheeze, embarrassed by the slick dampening your panties.

“Omega,” Jeno says, stern glare painting his face as he reaches for you. “Calm down.”

His fingers brush by your mating gland and you gasp. His touch feels like someone rubbed a match and lit a fire against your skin. You turn and run as fast as you can, reentering the ballroom and darting straight for Hyewon’s figure. Every Alpha’s head turns at the scent of your growing heat, baring their teeth at your lewd display.

“Hyewon,” you beg, clutching her arm. “You need to take me home.”

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

As a Beta, Hyewon can’t smell your growing arousal or detect the signs of you going into your heat. All she sees is her friend with a desperate look on her face. Mark, who is standing across from her, shifts his predatory gaze to you. Hyewon notices the change in him and she quickly pulls you behind her.

“A-Are you going into heat?” She asks quietly.

You nod and whimper. She asks no further questions, wrenching your figure close to hers and locating the nearest exit. She shoves you into the first limousine in the parking lot and shuts the door behind her, shouting your address at the driver.

You grasp her elbow and cry. “Hyewon, this is a strong one-“

A wave of arousal shoots down your spine, causing you to fall deeper and deeper into your subspace. If Hyewon doesn’t lock you in your bedroom soon, you’re afraid you might offer yourself to the first Alpha you see.

“Why didn’t you say you were about to go into heat?” She chastises, grabbing a tissue to dab at your sweltering forehead. “Let me call Jaemin.”

You stop her from taking her phone out of her purse. “N-No, don’t call him. I don’t want him.”

“What? You always use Jaemin for your heats.”

“No,” you shake your head, still unsure of why you’re denying her. She’s right — since your first heat, you have always asked Na Jaemin to come over and take care of you. He was a family friend and never took advantage of you at your worst. However, there’s a sinking feeling in your gut that’s telling you Jaemin is the last Alpha you want to see right now. “Just get me home.”

You barely register Hyewon helping you into your apartment, faintly remembering her guiding you to your bed.

“W-What should I-“

“Please leave,” you say, writhing and desperately pulling at the zipper of your dress to get it off you. “Trust me, you don’t want to see me like this.”

She frowns, her voice filled with concern. “But-“

“Please, Hyewon,” you plead. “Thank you for getting me here but you need to leave.”

You hear the front door close just as you fling your dress to the floor, quickly locating your vibrator in your nightstand. You pull your panties to the side and sigh in relief when you sink the toy into your heat. It only quenches your pain slightly, but it’s enough to simmer down the fire in your belly.

You’re unaware of how much time has passed when there’s another knock at your door. You’re writhing on the bed sheets, begging for another orgasm as your hand has grown tired of lazily pushing your vibrator in and out of your dripping pussy. Your fingers circle your clit slowly as you plead for the moon to end your misery.

You miss the sound of your door rattling off its hinges, mind overtaken by a cloud of fuzziness. Loud stomping echoes throughout your apartment and a large figure invades your room, growling when he sees the sight of you hopelessly twisting your hips to gain any sort of comfort.

A hand wraps around your throat and squeezes, forcing another gush of arousal to leak down your thighs.

“What do you think you’re doing, Omega?” His voice scarily questions, nearly spitting in your face. “How dare you touch what’s mine?”

They used to spread stories of true mates when you were in high school — stories of how when an Alpha meets the destined Omega they were born to be mated with, it would immediately send the Alpha and Omega into their corresponding ruts and heats. You always thought it was some odd wolf propaganda created centuries ago to carry on the belief that true mates still existed. However, as you look at Jeno hovering above you, there is no doubt in your mind that he is your true mate.

The fuzzy parts of your brain start to clear. “J-Jeno?”

He grins, leaning down to lick at the shell of your ear. “That’s Alpha to you. Present yourself.”

You scramble to follow his order, shoving your head into the pillow and arching your ass up in the air. He clicks his tongue mockingly.

“A pretty, submissive Omega. You know, I always wondered what cute little thing I was destined to end up with. I never thought the moon would grant me a beautiful mate like you,” he hums, digits collecting the remnants of your orgasm across your thighs. He groans as he licks the taste of you off his fingers. “You want your Alpha’s knot, baby?”

You nearly unravel at the thought of him filling you deep with his cum, giving you so much of it that it spills out of your tiny pussy.

“A-Alpha,” you whine. “Please Alpha, please knot me.”

You hear the clink of his belt buckle and your body thrums in excitement. He plants his knees down on the mattress, shrugging off his slacks and throwing his stuffy blazer to the side. He ducks his head to lick a stripe up your folds.

You shudder, bunching the sheets in your fists and practically sobbing at the need to have his cock inside of you. You’ve never felt this hopeless during your heat before, never craved another Alpha’s cock like this.

Jeno’s hands tighten around your hips as he laps at your cunt, groaning at the sweetness of your taste. It only takes a few seconds for you to gush into his waiting mouth, the sounds of him eagerly swallowing your release filling the room.

Your body slumps on the mattress at the weight of your orgasm. You barely have time to recover when you feel his tip prodding your entrance.

He growls. “Beg for my cock, Omega whore.”

“Please, Alpha, please fuck me. I want your knot to fill my pretty pussy, want you to mark me and make me yours-“

The thought of you being mated to him is what sends Jeno feral. He pushes his cock inside your waiting hole, slick dripping down your thighs and giving him easy access to slide in. You sigh in relief when he’s finally deep inside you, quelling the fire in your stomach that was pleading for him.

He doesn’t waste time — ramming into you at an inhuman speed, hands angrily digging into your sides and slapping your ass until his palm is imprinted on your backside. Your head lolls to the side, officially giving Jeno complete control to use you as you wish.

Just like with your other heats, your body throws you into climax after climax until the pleasure molds itself into your skin. Jeno is still spitting the most filthy, degrading words at you as his knot slowly approaches.

“Look at you, silly Omega. Offering yourself up to the first Alpha you see. Would you have given this cunt to someone else, hm? Let them take what’s rightfully mine?” At the shake of your head, he smirks. “That’s right. Pretty Omega’s pussy is made only for me. Designed for my knot, designed to breed for my future pups.”

The thought of him impregnating you with the future of the respected Lee line prompts you over the edge again. Jeno hisses and grabs the back of your neck, hoisting you up easily to his chest as you hear the sound of his balls slapping against your cunt forcefully.

“Gonna keep cumming around your Alpha’s cock? Never had a heat like this one before, have you, baby? That’s because the moon has finally brought you to your true mate, and you never have to spend another heat without me again.”

You cry in pleasure at the thought of being able to spend every heat with Jeno. You never minded Jaemin being your heat partner, but this satisfaction and connection is something you’ve never felt with anyone else. You genuinely think you’ll die if you go through another heat without Jeno beside you.

“A-Alpha,” you whimper, steadily holding onto his arm that’s securely wrapped around your middle. “Please knot me, Alpha. You’re the only one who can.”

“Yeah?” He groans at how desperate you sound for him. “Want your Alpha’s big knot? Want to be bred like a good little Omega?”

You nearly sob. “Y-Yes! Yes, please!”

He tilts your head and exposes your neck. His fingers carefully run over your mating gland, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

“And this? Is this for me to mark, Omega?”

You frantically nod. “Yes, Alpha. Only for you.”

You know it’s a big step, a permanent marking that would tie Jeno’s Alpha to your Omega forever. Your mind screams at you to reconsider this decision when you have a clearer head, but your heart tells you that there’s nothing to mull over — Jeno is your Alpha and you need the whole world to know.

As his knot begins to swell inside you, his teeth sink into your mating gland, uniting your souls into one. Every feeling Jeno’s ever had courses through your veins, multiplying your pleasure tenfold. Your thighs begin to shake at the amount of gratification flowing through your body.

You almost pass out from the overwhelming sensation, and your body goes slack in Jeno’s hold. His cum shoots deep into your womb, filling you and marking you as his until his release is leaking down your thighs.

You both collapse on the mattress, with Jeno pulling you close to ensure his knot stays rooted deep inside you.

Your head starts to free from your subspace temporarily, and you carefully scan your room as he licks at the wound on your neck to clean you up.

“Did you- Did you break my door?”

Indeed, you can see your front door laying flat in the hallway, nearly shattered. Jeno hums softly.

“It was in my way.”

You think about how your apartment floor must’ve had to evacuate from the profound smell of your scent mixed with Jeno’s. You would feel guilty about it but considering Jeno has no shame over it, his emotions overpower yours.

“Want to fuck you again, Omega,” he hisses against your skin. “Love being mated to you.”

His honest confession forces another wave of arousal to spill from your pussy, leaking around his knot.

“Yeah, Alpha?”

He grunts and starts thrusting into you again, only being able to move a few inches as his knot is still plugging his cum into you. You gasp and pull him down to kiss you.

“My friend-“ you murmur in between moans. “My friend told me you hate Betas and Omegas.”

“Of course I do,” he hisses, propping your leg over his hip so he can push in deeper. “I hate every Beta and Omega who thinks they have a shot at being my mate.”

“You looked so grumpy when I first saw you.”

“I am grumpy,” he mumbles, hands darting to knead your breasts. “Grumpy for everyone except you.”

He grins when you squirt around his knot, your cunt sensitive from the constant rounds of fucking. Your eyes roll to the back of your head at your unexpected orgasm, body twitching in your Alpha’s hold.

Jeno fucks you until the sun rises to indicate the start of a new day. You two barely sleep, exploring various positions throughout your apartment and even the hallway of your complex, ushering more and more residents on the lower floors to evacuate from your scents. Their dirty looks are quickly changed when they see the notorious Lee brother claiming his new mate for all to see.

His cock doesn’t allow your pussy to rest until he’s sure you’ve been impregnated.

When you finally come to, you’re sprawled on your living room floor with a mix of your slick and Jeno’s cum surrounding you. He continues to lick at your skin as if he’ll die without fully receiving his taste of you.

It’s odd since despite only knowing him for less than a day, you feel like you’ve known him your whole life.

“I want-“ you pant, trying to regain your breath. “I want to fuck you forever.”

He chuckles. “Is that so, Omega?” He raises his head to see you, a predatory gaze lingering in his eyes. You wonder if you have it in you to go another few rounds.

“Lucky for you, we’re mated for life. I’m not going anywhere.”

#nct smut #jeno #jeno smut

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acescavern · 8 months

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END TO START - LEE TAEYONG X READER

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Pairing: Soulmate!Johnny x Soulmate! reader, Taeyong x reader. ( Ft Mark, Jungwoo, Ten, Jaehyun, Taeil, Yuta. Mentions Jaemin once.)

Genre: Heavy angst my guys, soulmates au, neo frat au, university au, fluff, Hanahaki Soulmate trope.

Synopsis: Taeyong had been perfectly happy to sit back and watch you and Johnny be together. However, when he starts to notice certain behaviors that are all too familiar, he finds himself unable to watch you slowly die. Just because Johnny may not love you anymore... doesn't mean Taeyong doesn't love you either.

wc: 4.9k

Warnings: Heavy angst, Blood, Mentions of death, suffering, choking, johnny is unfaithful, it's a Hanahaki au so they basically cough up dead and thorned flowers. It's not a graphic description but there are descriptions of pain too, mentions of weight loss due to being unwell, Unrequited love, hurt, Taeyong's been in love with the reader since before her and Johnny got together, heavy rejection, soulmate rejection ( Just because i have written this does NOT mean that i think any one of the nct members would cheat or act thi way. this is pure FICTION.) Please let me know if i have missed any warnings

Note: Hi! I have a few fics in the works but I'm worried I wont get them done for Halloween. So, I am blessing you with this heart-breaking fic. I wanted to release this fic early as a thank you for all your love on Operation Rizz! Now, this is the same frat universe as all my other NCT fics. they can all be read as stand alone though, so don't worry! Any feedback is once again appreciated. I do not own the concept of Hanahaki.

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Soulmates were supposed to be someone's everything—the one person who was meant specifically for them. Someone you can lean on and cherish, who would dote and adore you. Someone to dish out as much love to you as you unto them. To stay by your side and grow old together. However, some people are already at that stage when they meet their destined person. There was also the worry of some people not having a soulmate. Legend says that only the blessed are gifted with such.

Gifted? Yes. To many, the Soulmate system is a curse - depending on what type you are assigned to. Tattoos? Easy. Mind reading? Okay a little more difficult. Red string? That practically takes you straight to them. Eternal life? Near impossible! You could spend many years with someone you thought was a soulmate only to see a wrinkle and realize you aren’t made for each other at all. Seeing things in black and white only to suddenly be overwhelmed with color at a music festival and not know who the hell you’d bumped into in that massive crowd that could possibly be your soulmate. Not everyone even had a soulmate, they could be with whoever they wanted without consequences.

But there was one type in particular that nobody wanted. Hanahaki. Named after the fictional Japanese Hanahaki Disease. It comes from the Japanese words Hana - meaning flower and Hakimasu - quite literally meaning, to throw up.

In a soulmate's case, when they first meet each other a seed is awakened. It grows thorned roses - the flowers of love - cradling the person’s heart and twining around inside their lungs. For the most part, other than the occasional flutter and heartburn, it goes unnoticeable. So long as the soulmate reciprocates the feelings of love. But, should one soulmate start to fall out of love? The other will suffer terribly. The flowers will die, the spikey stems squeezing at the organs they were once gently caressing with love. Crushing in their anguish.

Of course, unlike the other soulmate types, there are two ways out of Hanahaki... Let the weight of the unreciprocated love drag on painfully until you die, or convince your health insurance to accept the cost of the operation to remove the offending plants. However, by the time one realizes they are soulmates, it is likely that the bond has already been unreciprocated.

Taeyong knew this. He knew this because it happened to him. He had once been on the receiving end of the agonizing scratch of dead rose stems climbing up his throat in a mess of blood and wilted petals. Taeyong had nearly died. He recognized the signs clearly and that was the reason he was so shocked to see them in who he did.

Johnny’s soulmate.

Taeyong first took notice when you walked through the door of the club. A celebration night to celebrate the frat’s anniversary alongside Taeyong’s new choreographer position in the dance studio he works in. Your face had a slightly paler tone and although you were doing a good job at keeping your breathing even… Taeyong recognized the telltale signs of a wince when you took the air in too harshly.

But when he saw Johnny approach you and press a loving kiss to your forehead, he scolded himself for thinking such things. Taeyong knew something was up though, your smile didn’t meet your eyes and when you congratulated him with a hug, he swore he could feel your body tremble.

He tried not to worry too much throughout the night but when he saw Johnny by the bar, his charming smile dazzled at some sorority girls that had been invited… Taeyong wondered where you’d gone. The disappointment within him only grew when he watched his best friend and frat brother go home with one of them.

So, maybe his suspicions were correct. A few weeks passed and he’d not seen a glimpse of you, Johnny hadn’t even uttered your name. The rapper hadn’t had time to sit him down and ask him about the incident. Until now.

Taeyong dabbed the sweat from his brow with the neckline of his shirt, swiping his water bottle from the floor. He shuffled toward his friend, watching as he grinned at his phone as he typed. He was talking to someone and Taeyong only hoped it was you. That you’d both mended things to stop it getting worse. The thought of it all being a misunderstanding had a relieved smile spreading across his face as he settled on the floor next to Johnny.

“You texting ____? Tell her I said Hey.” Taeyong said, twisting the cap off his drink to take a swig. Taeyong was almost taken aback at the irritated flash that crossed Johnny’s expression at the mention of your name.

If Taeyong wasn’t so observant, he would have missed it. Johnny shook his head, swiftly locking his phone when his leader went to peer over his shoulder. “It’s not. It’s Yuki.”

Taeyong’s eyebrows scrunched, posture freezing for a moment. “The sorority girl you went home with?” He tried to keep his tone level. Memories of the same thing happening to himself reoccur in his mind. “What about ____?” The question hung awkwardly in the air, Johnny staring at Taeyong as if he’d asked something ridiculous.

“What about her?” He shrugged. “Just because I do stupid things, doesn't mean I don’t love her. She’s my soulmate.” He paused, an almost defeated sigh sagging at his shoulders. “The only one I got.”

Taeyong took notice of the slight bitterness in his words. Almost as if he didn’t realize that he did it. “Do you?”

Johnny rubbed at the back of his neck, his mouth opening but no words coming out. Once again, a defeated shrug of his shoulders. “Yeah… yes.” He cleared his throat as his voice broke. “I’m sure we’d of noticed by now if I hadn’t.” Johnny left no room for debate, standing up with a clap of his hands to suggest they continue their lacrosse practice.

You knew. You knew Johnny’s feelings for you were dwindling. You were reminded every time you coughed. Reminded by the way your breath left you in an agonizing squeeze when Johnny would kiss your forehead.

But, even though you knew… it didn’t make you love him any less. You knew what he got up to when your nights weren't spent together. You didn’t do a thing, didn’t bring it up. You almost tried to ignore it. You loved Johnny. You always would. And, as long as you continued to love him, he wouldn’t have the same fate as you. You would never wish this pain on him even if he was the cause.

You wished you’d heeded Mark’s seemingly lighthearted warning at the beginning of your relationship. ‘He’s one of my closest friends but he doesn’t always do the right thing, just… please be careful.’ Mark had said one evening. You hadn’t truly understood why he had said it, nor did you get to question him before Johnny had slid his arm around your middle.

You understood perfectly now. Especially as a sharp tickle wheezed in the back of your throat, your eyes discreetly scanning the new text message from your seat at the very back row of English lit class. ‘Can we rain check date night again? Coach is being a hardass and wants us to stay late.’ For the third week running, the same excuse. Sure, you’d seen Johnny. But Thursday was always date night. Something you’d both stuck to like glue once before.

Pain twisted in your chest, your breath rough. You brought the sleeve of your hoodie to your mouth, attempting a discreet cough. It didn’t do anything for you, the feeling like you’d swallowed razorblades. The world felt like it was spinning for a moment and you had to close your eyes and count to ten to steady it again.

One look at your sleeve had you frowning. The next stage had started. You’d read about this. Discoloured petals. You’d only coughed up one but one was enough for you to be sure. With one last attempt at clearing your throat, you brushed the blackened petal to the ground.

Taeyong shared this class with you. Whilst he didn’t often sit next to you, he was mostly always on the same row. Not many people occupied the back row and so, when he heard the muffled hack come from your direction he had looked over, shoulders tensing as he watched you.

He approached you at the end of class, watching your sluggish movements as you shoved your laptop back into your bag. “____, Are you alright?” He asked softly, noting the sheen of sickly sweat coasting your forehead.

Lips pressed firmly together, you nodded. You were certain if you opened your mouth you'd start coughing and choking again but you didn’t want to be rude. “I’m fine.” Bad idea. “Sorry, Yong, I gotta go-” Taeyong had never heard your voice so scratchy and coarse. He had also never seen you flee so quickly before he could even open his mouth, your notepad falling from your unzipped bag as you vanished before his eyes.

As he knelt down to collect it from the ground, his fingers made contact with a velvety, withered texture.

A blackened rose petal.

The next time Taeyong saw you, you were much worse than he could have imagined. He had only turned up at your apartment because he assumed Johnny had left his phone at your place. He couldn’t really understand the rushed words of ‘Shit! I left my phone at her place, I’m already late!’ When Taeyong offered to go and get it, he naturally thought of your place.

So when you answered the door, he was standing frozen at the sight of you. Your eyes had bags under them that would put JFK airport to shame. Your complexion was grey, lips cracked and dry. Taeyong could definitely see you’d lost some weight too, your knitted sweater nearly slipping off one shoulder. His gaze caught onto the marks along your neck, long red streaks almost looking like you had been clawing at it in your agony. Your winced call of his name kicked his brain into gear.

“Now isn’t a good ti-” His hands flew out to rub and pat your back as your words were interrupted.

Taeyong’s heart broke as he watched you struggle. You couldn’t get your breath, your face turning red from the strenuosity. Taeyong backed you into your apartment, kicking the door closed behind him. He sat you on your couch, disappearing from view for a moment.

You didn’t even take note of what exactly was being thrust under your nose, only that it would catch what your body rejected. One of his hands held the bucket, the other sweeping your hair away from your face. It was all too familiar for him. Except for Taeyong, he had done it alone.

“It’s okay, ____” He hushed, palm flattened over your back to rub comforting circles. “Breath through your nose and count to ten. It helps.”

You did as such, shoulders relaxing as the air finally seeped into your lungs. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand, sighing at the crimson residue that was becoming all too familiar. You opened your mouth to speak, only to be gently hushed once more.

“It’s okay, it’ll hurt too much if you talk.” He set the bucket down on the side table. “You should get yourself some grapeseed oil. A teaspoon a day should at least prevent the attacks so often.” Taeyong didn’t look at you as he spoke, his hands busying themselves with opening the small drawer to your coffee table in search of tissues.

“You mean this?” You rasped, pulling the small droplet bottle from your pocket, and setting it down on the surface before you. Taeyong’s eyebrows creased.

It was the exact same bottle he was sure he had. Though, catching sight of the label on the bottle he knew it was his bottle. ‘Taeyong’ scribbled messily on the labeled sticker. He looked at you expectantly.

“Johnny gave it to me.” Just uttering his name sent a pang of hurt through you, a wave of emotion rippling from your jaw to the tips of your toes.

Taeyong understood immediately, a deep sigh resonating as he nodded once. “He knows then.” To which you nodded, eyes fixed on your lap.

He had never seen you cry, and he would hate to admit it but your eyes looked pretty when you did. It was as if the glaze of tears enhanced the colors of your iris. “He doesn’t know it’s this bad. He thinks the tickle has just started.”

“____, you’re dying and you’re telling me Johnny hasn’t noticed yet?” To say that Taeyong was in disbelief was an understatement. The new knowledge that Johnny knew now had floored him.

Why? Because Johnny hadn’t once let it show. Taeyong had been around the guy all week and he was still the happy comedic genius he always was. Not a hint of anything bothering him.

“Yong, It’s okay. I..” You drew your knees up to your chest, patting the spot next to you for him. “I’ve come to terms with it.”

“Come to terms with it?!” He spluttered. “____, you are in your twenties! You can’t be okay with dying in your twenties.” His hand raked through his hair, eyes blinking rapidly like he couldn't come to terms with how calm you looked right now.

Taeyong could feel the anger bubbling up in his chest, his gaze hardening as he addressed you once more. “You know he’s been seeing her too, don’t you?”

You were silent, shame eating at your subconscious. “If I ignore it then he won’t have to be like this too.”

Taeyong sprung up to his feet. “Wake up! He’s out there living his life with no regrets and you’re the one to suffer? I can’t…” He shook his head, shoving his clenched fists into his pockets. “I’m sorry, I just-” With one last shake of his head, Taeyong left you there. The slam of your front door announcing his absence.

Johnny remembered the conversation between the two of you very clearly. He was convinced he still loved you a lot. Just not in the way you need. At first, he thought it was doubt, but as time went on he started to notice the dry tickly cough and the abundance of petals scattered in your trash. He was sure it wasn’t harmful yet, certain that he still held the love in his heart for you.

Johnny didn’t love Yuki. She was fun. She was different. She wasn’t you. He could spend time with her without any strings attached. It was freeing, knowing he wasn't destined to be with her no matter what.

He felt guilt at first. He didn’t like lying to you, but it was for his own selfish gain that he did. Johnny had seen Taeyong go through the pain and near death of a soulmate falling out of love, he didn’t want that for himself. Johnny had too much to live for, as arrogant and self-centred as that sounded.

He remembered what you said when he gave you the vial of grapeseed oil, how your shaky hands had placed over his own. How you told him it was okay, it wasn’t his fault. But Johnny couldn’t help but think it was. Johnny tried so hard to make himself love you still. Your words of comfort swirled in his mind and kept him up at night. ‘Nobody can help who they do and don’t love. Feelings change, People don’t’ You’d said to him.

Johnny felt ashamed. Being unfaithful to you whilst you still loved him with every ounce of your soul. Deep down, Johnny knew you only had two options he just hoped you made a decision before it was too late.

Taeyong had been seen by barely anyone all week. It was as if he was attending his classes and then picking up every extra shift or odd job imaginable. The Neos were even more shocked when Mark slapped a flier down on the dining table ping pong table in front of some of the brothers. A for sale flier, advertising their frat leader’s motorcycle. The very same one that he cherished and spent a fortune to modify.

“Do you think he’s in debt?” Jungwoo frowned, setting his beer on the table.

That question alone earned a chortled laugh. “Woo, we’re in university. We’re all in debt.” Yuta clapped him on the back. “But, on a serious note, He’s been acting super weird lately.”

Everyone launched into debate, trying to determine why Taeyong would be selling his pride and joy so suddenly. Conversation ceased when the front door opened and the man in question shuffled into the open-plan living space with an exhausted wave.

“Ty, are you actually selling the bandit?” The question came from Taeil, Neo frat’s oldest member.

Taeyong moved through the living area, taking a seat at one of the beanbags littered around the table. “Already sold it.” He bobbed his head in a nod.

It earned him many concerned looks. “Are you in trouble or something? Are you trying to cover the water bill from when Mark broke the faucet?”

“No, Jae. I’m not in trouble. It’s not for me.” He reassured, his voice dying down quietly. “It’s for ____.”

Everyone stopped. Mark locked his phone, Yuta stopped chipping at his nail polish, and Taeil nearly spat out his beer. Jaehyun and Jungwoo were already staring at him.

“Why?”

Taeyong took a deep breath, anticipating the question.It didn’t take long for him to catch them up to speed. “You haven’t noticed? I can’t watch her die. Even if she’s come to terms with it.”

“She’s not been to class for a few weeks. Professor Choi just straight-up skips over her name now. I’m guessing they know.” Jaehyun hummed.

“Hm, Jaemin said he saw her last week on his midnight ramen run.” Mark recalled, “Said she looked like something out of living dead.”

“Mark,” Taeyong gave him a warning look. The younger just shrugged his shoulders. “I’m going to book the operation for her. She doesn’t know. I just need the deposit. After that, it’s monthly payments. I can scrape enough together for the monthly just fine.” He looked pained. “Whenever I see her, it’s like I’m watching myself go through it again.”

One by one, Jaehyun, Mark, Jungwoo, Yuta, and Taeil offered their help.

The six of them didn’t make it known what their plans were but soon enough, after Taeyong had put what he had already saved with what the others offered, it was enough. He rocked up to the private medical center, cash in an envelope that was tucked neatly within the inside pocket of his jacket.

Taeyong was pleasantly surprised that he was allowed to schedule and pay the deposit on your behalf. Acting on best interest. The receptionist did stress that you needed to fill in the form and sign consent upon arrival but Taeyong was more pleased that he was giving you a chance at life. That there was a possibility that you could carry on.

What he didn’t expect, was your immediate refusal when he brought the leaflet and forms over to your apartment the following morning. The smile dropped from his face as you tried to hide away from him. ‘He could die.’ You’d cried at him. And whilst it had been proven he wouldn't, you were convinced.

“He won’t, ____.” Taeyong begged. “Please, you can’t just accept this.” The bed dipped as he sat on the edge. The many times he had visited you now, you had always been. The last time you got up to open the door, Taeyong honestly worried that you would pass away right there on the doorstep. He took your spare key after that.

Taeyong’s gentle fingers lifted the damp wash cloth from the bowl at your bedside, running the cool material over your brow and cheeks. A light smile twitched at the corner of your lips, the sensation easing your fever, only a little but it was better than before. He knew he wasn’t going to get many more words from you this evening. You’d exhausted yourself already for the evening. Taeyong was just content enough to sit here and care for you.

Honestly, before it was known that you were Johnny’s soulmate, Taeyong had hoped you’d notice him. He had often found himself wishing that it wouldn’t last so he could at least have a shot with you. His hopes were crushed when Johnny had run through the fraternity declaring you were both soulmates. Taeyong had made peace with the idea that maybe he was meant to be alone, satisfied just by seeing you whenever Johnny brought you over to hang out.

He never wished for this, though.

Tenderest of touches brushed your hair away from where it had clung to your forehead. Taeyong clicking on the standing fan in an attempt to offer you some cool relief. “Trust me, ____.” He whispered, voice brittle. “I went through this.” His confession had your right eye cracking open.

“Back in the first year,” Taeyong recalled. “Watching you and Johnny go through this… it’s like a mirror. I nearly died,” He picked up your hand, engulfing it in both of his own. “I refused the operation until it was nearly too late. For the same reason, actually.”

Your fingers twitched in his own, your index finger hooking around his thumb to offer comfort. You have suspected Taeyong had some close experience with this. Especially in the way he always seemed to understand your pain, the sad gazes, and his drive to help you. You had never expected that he would be the one in your position though. The meer thought had tears welling up in your eyes. You seemed to cry a lot around the man these days.

“He didn’t die though. Apparently, he just… coughed up the root.” He lifted your hand, the ghosting feeling of his lips against your knuckles. “I promise you, Johnny won’t die… At least think about it.” To which you nodded in agreement.

Taeyong made you soup, your favorite kind. You weren’t even sure how he knew it was your favorite but he did. He parted from you with a lingering kiss to your hairline. Just like every night. This form of unrequited love seemed to of hurt him more than his last.

He’d left the forms and leaflets on the empty bed space by your feet.

You’d asked Taeyong not to come over for the last four days. As worried as he was, he had to respect your wishes. You didn’t want him to see your sudden decline as you entered the last stage of the rejection. Meaning, that Johnny had almost fallen completely out of love with you now.

You were expecting it, Taeyong too. You and Johnny had broken things off the last time you saw each other. Both of you doing so without even having to clarify the matter. He was free. Almost.

Taeyong had been stressed all week, even his frat brothers had given him a wide berth. Many put it down to the lacrosse game the pending evening. Only a select few really knew that it was because today was the same day Taeyong had scheduled for your surgery.

He hadn’t known it was the same day as the game, Jungwoo uttering the words with caution the day before. Taeyong swore to himself that he thought he booked it for next week. He didn’t even know if you were going to accept it… Any time he brought it up you tended to change the subject.

How Taeyong managed to even pass the ball with steady swings amazed even himself, his hands hadn’t stopped shaking. He had nearly skipped the game in favor of being with you, but he knew he couldn’t. The game had gone smoothly, they were winning by one. In fact, Johnny had to take the penalty shot.

The whole field waited on bated breath, all eyes on Johnny as he just stood there, his expression morphed in such a way that Taeyong exchanged a look with Jaehyun.

“Seo! Take the damn shot already!” The coach didn’t even get through his ending word before Johnny’s form curled over, knees slamming into the ground.

Taeyong rushed over as his friend tore off his helmet and spat his mouthguard to the ground. He would worry about that later. Taeyong slid to his knees beside Johnny, his own helmet crashing to the ground out of his grip.

Johnny had never felt such pain. His airways were burning. The sensation in his chest felt like all the oxygen was being torn from him. The team crowded around him, blocking anyone else's view of the scene. A choked cough left his throat, a shout of agony following after. Petals. Blood. Stems. The flower was unwinding itself, pulling at the roots from within his chest and lungs.

The team managed to maneuver Johnny back to the locker rooms, it took four of them to carry him but soon the male was slumped against the tiles of the showers. Taeyong was beside him once again. “Cough it up Johnny, you’ll do more damage if you don’t.” He tugged Johnny’s arm to sit him forward, his fist thumping down in the center of his back. “Johnny, come on!”

To say Taeyong was relieved when Johnny finally started coughing again was an understatement. “You gotta carry it on, it’ll hurt but I’ve got you.” He pleaded over the sound of his friend’s cries and chokes.

Johnny doesn’t know how long he continuously coughed for. All he knew was the last one to shake through his body finally offered him release, Taeyong tugging him away from the mangled mix of plant and blood only to rip him, Johnny, from his shock-induced state by shoving him under the freezing cold shower stream - kit and all.

A big, clear breath left him.

“What the fuck, John?” Ten peaked his head around the corner, having raced in after the team to check on his best friend.

“Dude, that's your flower.” Mark grimaced, crouched down next to the offending object.

The announcement made Johnny’s spine straighten, and Taeyong hung his head. “What does it mean?” Johnny shakily stood, pressing the button to stop the stream of cold water.

It was fascinating how Johnny already felt better. He felt no pull in his chest, no weakness even after the whole ordeal. He felt new. But if he felt like this… then what had happened to you? The realization of what had happened weighed heavy on his guilt.

He turned to address the sort of traumatized, faces around him but it wasn’t him that spoke up. It was Taeyong. “It means I need to find ____.”

Taeyong had raced past his teammates and into the locker room without any further explanation. His phone cramped between his ear and shoulder as he tugged on his sweats at record speed. “C’mon, Petal. Pick up.” He swore to himself, only removing the device from his ear to throw on a t-shirt from his locker. It was a term of endearment he had taken to calling you of late, though quite often when you were too dazed to notice.

He ignored the looks of confusion from his friends. Well, from those other than Mark and Jaehyun. From the look on Johnny’s face, he was still piecing things together. Taeyong didn’t have time for that, snatching the keys for the beat-up Honda he had gotten recently and sprinting from the room.

Taeyong continued to call you on the way to your apartment. He had just hoped you’d gotten yourself to the appointment. He didn’t want to think about the possibility of losing you like this. He found himself afraid to enter your building, scared of what he may find. His head thumped against the steering wheel, eyes burning with unshed tears. You had to be okay.

His phone buzzed, body jumped when he saw your name flash on the screen. He swiped to answer, bringing it up to his ear with a relieved sigh. “____.” He listened to your breathing for a split second, registering the steady beeps in the background.

“Is he alive?” Your tone was filled with urgency but your voice was clearer than Taeyong had heard in weeks. It had a relieved laugh bubbling from his chest, salty droplets cascading down his cheeks and leaving his tear ducts with the tension in him.

“He’s fine.” He sniffled, rubbing at his face. “ Petal, you’re okay. I tho-” You interrupted him with a soothing call of his name.

“You were right.” He listened to you pause, the sounds of you sipping through a straw present in the receiver. “There are things I do have to live for.” You spoke quietly. “The first one being myself.”

He hummed in agreement, starting up the car again. “Yeah? I’ll be there soon and you can tell me all about the second, Petal.” He was rewarded with a breathy laugh. “What?”

“Petal.” You murmured, Taeyong could hear the slumber lingering back into your tone.

“Get some rest. I’ll be there soon.” He was about to pull the phone away from his ear when you quietly called his name again.

“Yes?” He hummed, clicking the hands-free and setting the phone into the holder on the dash.

“Can I tell you my second reason?”

“What’s that, Petal?” He smiled softly to himself.

“It’s you.”

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starlitmark · 3 months

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Summary: Both you and Taeyong love waking up to slow, soft sex early in the morning. Pairing: Taeyong x fem!reader Tropes: established relationship au, soulmate au (mind link/shared dreams) Genre: smut Rating: R 18+ Warnings: soul links, language Smut Warnings: unprotected sex, somnophilia, grinding Word Count: 600 Host Tags: @sanjoongie @thelargefrye Note: sorry this is late!! Things happened at home Before You Interact February Filth Masterlist

Listen to ♡ Velvet by EXID

You wake before Taeyong does most days. Most days, you both are up and running out the door for work. Then, there are days like today. The rays of the sun shine through the sheer white curtains. (After coming home late last night, you forgot to draw the heavier ones that block out the light.). Taeyong’s soothing breathing adds just the slightest bit of noise to the quiet space. You hardly awake yourself and debate falling back to sleep. Instead, you catch a glimpse of your soulmate’s dream through your mind link. It’s just the two of you on a cute little picnic date in some flowery field. It’s cute in every sense of the word. Normally, you don’t intend to see Taeyong’s dreams, often times you leave him to his dreams in peace. For some reason, today, you just couldn’t block it out. You roll over and look at your boyfriend. He seems entirely peaceful other than his eyebrows being furrowed.

Letting out a soft breath, you close your eyes and mentally step through the link between your minds. The doorway of sorts is wide open. You find yourself in Taeyong’s dream a moment later and are pleasantly surprised to see what he dreams about. Immediately you’re greeted with the feeling of your boyfriend fully inside you. His face is tucked into your shoulder as he smoothly and methodically thrusts into you.

That’s another thing about your mind links, when you step into the space, you are actually a part of the dream or any other content that occupies the space. You’ll often find Taeyong stepping into the shared space to just hang out and talk when you’re apart. Now though, you’ve taken the place of your dream self and are so happy you did.

Clinging to him, you let out a broken moan. Each thrust is perfectly angled to brush up against your g-spot. Taeyong starts placing placing kisses along your neck and shoulder. The sensation sends chills up and down your spine.

“Hi, sweetheart, you finally join me?” He gasps.

“Yongie–” you moan, “Feels so good.”

“I should’ve gotten you in here quicker, fuck, I’m not gonna last.”

You wrap your legs around his waist, hoping to urge him to go faster. The heat in your belly is starting to become a fire. You’re still very much sleepy, but the feeling of your boyfriend inside you has you more desperate than you could ever describe. Taeyong gently pulls your legs around his waist and pulls you onto his lap. Now you can properly see the landscape of his dream. You’re in a stunning, vibrantly colored valley. Taeyong doesn’t give you long to process your surroundings before he’s thrusting up into you at a pace that makes you see stars.

“Fuck– I’m gonna cum, baby.” Taeyong groans, peppering kisses against your chest.

Before you can respond, you’re startled out of the dreamscape. You open your eyes to see yourself cuddled up against Taeyong’s chest. He groans and rubs his eyes before looking over at you. He doesn’t say a word; instead, he leans in and kisses you softly. Rolling over to be over you, he lets one of his hands wander down your side to rub small circles into your waist. You gasp as he slots himself between your legs and starts grinding against you. Nothing could beat mornings like this. The feeling of your soulmate loving you and you love him. Being able to share such a strong connetion without any words being exchanged. All of it was so velvety and warm. You never want to leave.

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flowerinjuries · 1 year

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hello!! could you please write “taeyong as a boyfriend” thank you so much 🥺

taeyong as a boyfriend!!!

the soft side:

omg you made him a nervous WRECK when you used to be around him

he would seriously stutter so much and could not make any eye contact

would blush at EVERYTHING

his soft lil giggles :’)))

when he was crushing on you, he would stare at you like there was nothing else in the world

listens to you very intently

let’s be real, it was probably you that made the first move

you just loved to tease him but he was always too nervous to do anything about it

you had enough and just wanted him to be yours

i imagine your first kiss together was insanely passionate because of all the built up tension

you definitely took the lead

he’d have soft whimpers during it

you had your hands yanking on the soft strands of his hair

ok let’s not get nsfw just yet

but omg during the honeymoon phase taeyong just loved giving and receiving attention

like i said, he just gazes at you with stars in his eyes

shamefully stares at your plump lips whenever you speak

he thinks you’re so pretty

but you argue and say he’s the prettier one

he blushes so so much when you compliment him

he lovesss when you’re a flirt

he just likes being with someone who lets him relax and take the backseat

he loves being in your arms

you always wrap your arm around his waist and hold him close to your side whenever you two stand next to each other

you love showing him off in a casual way

you never need to get jealous or shout to the world that he’s yours, because no one dares to mess with you

trust me, everyone knows taeyong is all yours and yours only

he doesn’t even think of anyone else

his brain is just mush when it comes to you

he does anything for you

loves to just take care of you in the most domestic ways like cook or do your laundry lol

he cares about you so much so he shows great concern when you’re upset or hurt

kisses you so softly because you tell him his lips make everything feel better

he believes you

you’re definitely the big spoon though

you just love to hold onto yongie

he’s your safety net, your rock

you’re the love of his life

you two are soulmates

everything you do compliments the other

everyone loves the two of you together

his friends say he’d be so lost without you

taeyong is such a soft boyfriend and has a heart of gold

you treat him like he’s a precious porcelain doll

you both would do anything to keep the other happy and comfortable and in love

i don’t think you two would ever fall out of love though

i swear you’ve been soulmates in every lifetime and will continue to be forever and ever <3

the not-so-soft side (18+ / nsfw):

our subby baby

don’t get me wrong though, yongie is still a switch

he just prefers to let you take the reigns in the bedroom (or wherever it is you like to fuck lol)

actually you two often make love

when he’s domming, he’s the softest :(

i think maybe you’d call him daddy psjdjsh

he does like to take care of you just as equally as you like to take care of him

he just doesn’t do it as often as you do

he likes having you rely on him to pleasure you

he just loves feeling wanted by you

needed

yongie has the prettiest hands you’ve ever seen

you like them all over you

groping you

choking you

but most importantly

inside you, stretching you out slowly

he’s so good at it too

he loves the feeling of you clenching around his slender fingers

he’s agonizingly slow sometimes though

he just loves foreplay

loves pleasuring you and hearing the sweet sounds you make just for his ears

stares at your face during it all

he always has a slight smirk on his face too

he fucks you in missionary

kisses your cheeks as you whimper his name

just wants to hold you close and savor the moment

ok enough let’s talk about him being subby

he’s actually so perfect

so so obedient

your baby boy

so so eager to please you

begs you to use him

wants you to take out all your frustrations on him

he doesn’t care what you do as long as you assure him you feel good

he lovessss giving you head

gives the cutest kisses and kitten licks

until he gets sooo messy and his tongue is so wet

he just can’t stop

he wants you to cum all over his pretty face

he wants you to mark him as yours

he paws at your thighs as he goes down on you

whimpers lol

you love tugging on his hair

forcing him to stop because you wanna do something else

just nods his head with excitement

umm you love to put pretty collars on him

put him on a leash and force him to put his dick to good use

ride him while you yank on his neck

he gets off on the thought of being used

you like being rough with him because he never has any complaints

he just thinks he’s lucky to be loved by you

don’t worry you always reward him

he’s just so so good

you let him cum however many times he wants without teasing

you praise him endlessly

and you give great aftercare

petting him and having a longgggg make out session

then you take a bubble bath together and just hold each other close

omg you two cuddle all night long and remind each other how much you’re in love

<3 taeyong is my favorite

again, i hope you all enjoyed this! this was by far my favorite one to write as i’ve thought about this very often haha!! don’t forget, requests are always open! and ps, i’m working on writing these boyfriend lists for every 127 member, so no need to request those :) thanks!

#nct au #nct fanfic #nct 127 smut #nct smut #taeyong x you #taeyong x reader #taeyong fanfic #taeyong fluff #taeyong smut #nct imagines #nct scenarios

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astroyongie · 27 days

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https://www.tumblr.com/astroyongie/748948736831635456/can-you-do-ateez-as-romantic-trope?source=share

one like this but for nct127?

NCT 127 As Romantic Tropes

Taeyong: Rags to Riches

Johnny: Slow Burn

Taeil: Soulmates

Yuta: Fake Relationship

Doyoung: Second Chance at Love

Jaehyun: Forbidden Love

Jungwoo: Love at First Sight

Mark: Amnesia

Heachan: Love Triangle

#NCT 127 #NCT 127 astrology #NCT 127 headcanons #NCT 127 imagines #NCT 127 scenarios

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jaehyunsprincesspeach · 7 months

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Destress

bf!taeyong x fem!reader

wc: 645

warnings: mentions of stress, fluffy fluff, not proof read

very short, but im bored at work lol

hope yall enjoy!

all the love ~ lunar

You and your boyfriend Taeyong have been in a secret relationship for about three months now. It's not easy hiding something like this, especially with someone as well known as Taeyong, but he makes every second of it worthwhile, plus what's life without a little thrill? The past three months have been the happiest of your life, despite having to sneak around, and having less time together than your typical couple, every second with him is cherished. Lately, you have noticed that Taeyong has been more tired than usual, and has been spending longer hours in the studio, so you wanted to do something special for him. The two of you have a very playful relationship when the two of you are together, so naturally, you thought about doing a movie night with him, but also building a very elaborate fort to share together.

Somehow you managed to convince him to get off of work at a reasonable time, and he agreed to meet you at your apartment when he was done. Compiling all of the blankets and pillows you own, plus adding in some extra essentials, and surfaces to hang the blankets on, you start constructing the most amazing fort. You even managed to run to the store and grab all of his favorite snacks and drinks, and by the time you were almost fully done building the fort, Taeyong had messaged saying that he was on the way. Anticipation building in your chest, you were both excited and nervous, hoping that he would appreciate the gesture you have done for him. You know he will appreciate it, but you are also hoping that it helps him relax after the weeks of stress he has been putting on himself.

After about 20 minutes, you hear someone knocking on the door. Rushing over, you open it and jump excitedly into his arms, your favorite place to be. Before you let him inside, you move behind him, and cover his eyes.

“I have a surprise for you, but you can't see it just yet.” you say excitedly, and he chuckles at your childlike nature, one of the things that drew him closer to you. The two of you enter the apartment, still covering his eyes so he doesn't see your creation.

“Ready?”

“I'm ready, i think…” he says, failing to hide the anticipation and nerves that he is feeling. When you finally let him open his eyes, he stands there in shock. His boba eyes wide, taking in the massive fort that is in front of him.

“What's this pretty girl?” he asks quietly, trying not to let his heart jump out of his chest.

“I know you've been really stressed lately, I thought maybe we could have a movie night, and you can't have a movie night without a fort. I was hoping it would at least give you a stress free night.” As soon as you finish your explanation, he turns around and wraps his arms around you in the tightest, most loving embrace.

“You didn't have to do all of this for me, but thank you. I love it.”

“i'm glad you love it, and I wanted to do this for you.” you reply. Gently, he places his lips on yours, smiling into the kiss. His kisses are so gentle, yet there is no question about the passion he shares through them, always leaving you speechless.

“Shall we go in?” he asks, gently grabbing your hand and leading you into the fort. He's even more shocked when he sees the inside, and how cozy the atmosphere is, along with all of his favorite snacks.

The two of you spend the night watching movies, munching on snacks, and simply enjoying each other’s presence. To him, there is nothing more perfect than being with you, and enjoying simple things like this with you, his soulmate.

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luvkyu · 10 months

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luvkyu's masterlist ★!

nct

nicotine ( lee taeyong ) fluff

loveholic ( jeong jaehyun ) fluff

dear soulmate ( dong sicheng/winwin ) fluff

my love, i still ( mark lee ) angst/fluffish

240516 ( huang renjun ) angst

i want to be with you ( lee jeno ) angst

rivals ( lee donghyuck ) part one angst/fluff

rivals ( lee donghyuck ) part two fluff

ego ( na jaemin ) angstish/fluff

dunk shot ( zhong chenle ) fluff

rumors ( park jisung ) angst

seventeen

my everything ( jeon wonwoo ) fluff

home with u ( lee dokyeom/dk ) fluff

txt

dysphoric ( choi yeonjun ) fluff/angstish

idol boyfies ( huening kai ) fluff

stray kids

all too well ( bang chan ) angst/fluffish

nights like this ( bang chan + lee felix ) fluff

injury ( seo changbin ) angst/fluff

princess ( han jisung ) fluff/angst

nail polish ( yang jeongin ) fluff

misc

you & i ( yang jungwon ) angstish/fluff

what are we? ( park jongseong/jay ) fluff

beautiful boy ( kim sunoo ) fluff/angstish

vacation ( park seonghwa ) fluff

inkigayo ( lee juyeon ) fluff

so let's love ( yoon dowoon ) fluff

sleepless ( yoon keeho ) fluff

star ( kim jiwoong ) fluff

and i ( zhang hao ) fluff

heart stop ( jung sungchan ) fluff

#masterlist

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cvntrlseecvntrlvee · 4 months

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- NCT FIC RECS

[♡]=personal favs, [♕]=smut, [☼]=fluff, [☁]=angst

↠ haechan

↳ surviving no nut november (haechan, mark) by domejaehyun— ♕ | 28.8k

↠ jaehyun

↳ arranged by smileysuh — ♕ | 3.5k

you give your arranged marriage to mafia!Jaehyun a chance.

↳ his love in her force by anashins — ☼, ☁, ♕ | 28k

Fleeing from a ruthless stalker, you are forced to participate in a witness protection program at the other side of the world, pretending to be the wife of a taciturn undercover detective from now on. Despite all differences, you slowly start to settle with your new life as a married couple - until your newfound happiness is stripped away from you all over again.

↳ marks (jaehyun, johnny) by smileysuh— ♕ | 14.2k

your soulmate sold your soul to not one but two demons.

↳ sugar by lattaeyongs — ☼ | 4k

they say it’s lonely at the top, especially for jung jaehyun, owner and founder of jung industries. as a single dad who just wants to be the best father to his daughter, he realizes that his life is a little sweeter when you’re by his side.

↳ unwind by solcheeky — ☼, ♕ | 3k

jung jaehyun has the hands of a god and kisses like the devil. and you’re all but subject to him.

↠ jaemin

↳ talk to my skin // part 01 // part 02 // by fadedncity— ♕ | 13.8k

↠ johnny

↳ forget me too by yutaholic — ♕, ☁ | 16k

Back home after years away, you just want to fulfill your obligations as your best friend’s maid of honor and split. You don’t want to see Johnny, though you are guaranteed to run into him at some point. You broke his heart not too long ago and the last thing he ever said to you was that he hated you. And you don’t blame him.

↳ make me move by yutaholic — ♕, ☁ | 17k

You were pregnant when Johnny left to follow his dreams and not a day goes by that you don’t wonder if you did the right thing by keeping his daughter a secret from him. Then, unexpectedly, Johnny comes back into your life, but neither of you are sure if he’s ready to be a father.

↳ marks (jaehyun, johnny) by smileysuh— ♕ | 14.2k

your soulmate sold your soul to not one but two demons.

↳ midnight drive by sakuurae— ☼, ♕ | 12.2k

the waiter at a new restaurant is more than dashing and he catches every fragment of your attention. good thing you decide to stay after hours, to which he gladly offers a late night drive to you that only escalates into something more.

↳ set up! by smileysuh— ♕ | 14.4k

Johnny is never rude to anyone. which is why your four frat friends, Doyoung, Taeyong, Mark and Haechan think it’s so odd that you clash heads with the six foot Chicago native. Lucas has a secret, your friends try to play match maker, and you get sabotaged on multiple occasions, but it’s just another week at the frat.

↠ kun

↳ hold my red heart by starlightkun — ☼ | 3.4k

“I’ll do it.” Kun immediately offered. “Huh?” “I’ll be your fake boyfriend for the night.”

↠ mark

↳ play it back by cherryeoniis — ☼ | 4.5k

↳ real talk by smileysuh — ♕, ☼ | 19.4k

“You’re Jeno’s roommate, Jeno’s my friend- I know we’ve just met, but I know things about you.” Hyuck explains. “When you were with your last girl, Jeno used to come to the bar and bitch about you never coming out- he’s been wanting you to meet the rest of the boys for a while, but never wanted to invite us over cuz your last girlfriend had some supernatural cootchie-grip hold on you or something- point is, I know you’re a serial monogamist. Two long-term girlfriends. You like the domestic shit, and I get that- but if you want domestic, it’s not our little Miss Sunshine expo girl. She can’t even sleep next to guys she’s fucked- wakes up at five am, and dips out without a word. Trust me on this, dude, you wanna stay far away from that man-eater.”

↳ some guy! by nnight-dances — ☁, ☼ | k

↳ sunday kind of love by smileysuh — ♕ | 35.8k

Mark is fine with having a crush on the girl in the library. He’s fine watching her from afar. And he’s fine with never speaking a word to the girl who he spends many nights chasing in his dreams. But fate, and a few nosey frat brothers, think Mark would be much better if he was forced to talk to the cute girl from the library that he can’t seem to get out of his head.

↳ surviving no nut november (haechan, mark) by domejaehyun— ♕ | 28.8k

↳ two cups of sugar by sakuurae — ☼ | 12.2k

after visiting a new pastry shop down the street, mark lee becomes a regular for the sweet treats, but especially for the even sweeter girl that works the counter.

↠ yuta

↳ on my own by yutaholic — ♕, ☁ | 16k

When your boyfriend dumps you for Yuta’s girlfriend, and vice versa, you’re left heartbroken and angry. Then, Yuta calls you out of the blue with a dangerous idea in mind - sweet, petty revenge.

↳ study sessions by sakuurae— ♕ | 16k

you never thought that yuta, of all people, would be willing to help you with your salient project. though, one study session turned into two, three, and that was enough for you to get down on your knees, ready to thank him in a special way

↠ multi

↳ smashing the six by yutaholic — ♕ | k

there’s a notorious tradition at nct university - hookup with a player from each of the six athletic programs. bonus points awarded if you get any of them to fall in love with you. but don’t forget about neonet, nctu’s infamous social media app, where rumors get passed around like candy and no one is safe from having their business aired out for all to see.

#masterlist #fic recs #fic rec nav #nct masterlist

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peanutpinet · 1 year

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Just Like A Zoo - Hybrid CEO Taeyong x Omega Fem Reader

Warnings: A/B/O werewolf system, aggressive act, soulmate type of story

[07:29am] - Waking up to the sound of your alarm, you immediately went to turn it off, looking at the time and sighing when you realised that you have to get up because it was your last alarm before you’re considered late to get to work.

As much as you didn’t want to get up from work, you know that you had to because otherwise, how else were you going to show your parents that you were an “adult” now. It’s not that you don’t like your work. In fact, you enjoy your work friends (except for some useless ones) and you truly have a passion in the work that you’re doing; which was handling one of your favorite sports brand. But of course, it’s just that you have a quite strict, nosy and stingy supervisor that just loves to hire incompetent “higher ups”.

Taking a deep breath, you got up and got ready for work. After you’ve had a light breakfast you bid your parents goodbye and head to your office; hoping that nothing goes wrong and that you can just finish the day without any casualties.

Arriving at your office, you key in your start time and basically chill for an hour, talk a bit with your workmates before all of you start your work of the day. Of course, mornings was filled with you planning out your tasks or finish the tasks that you haven’t finished the previous day. In the midst of your planning, your supervisor walks into the room, your omega senses were immediately on high alert.

Luckily, your beta of a supervisor just wanted to let you and your coworkers know that there was going to be a big meeting later in the day with some big investors which they also wanted to hear what you and your coworkers have been doing for the brands that you are managing. Immediately, your omega self was cowering with anxiety because as much as you were passionate about your work, having to present to a higher up that is most likely an alpha just makes your skin sweat at the thought; what’s worse is that because you were the brand manager, you had to present for your team.

The rest of the day was filled with your coworkers assuring you that you’ll be fine and that even if the investor is an alpha, they wouldn’t allow them to easily talk however they want with you or even let your beta supervisor trapped you with one of his confusing questions. Thanking them for their support, you and coworkers then prepared the presentation to the investors together. Occasionally talk about what would the investor look like. Some of your coworkers making fun that the investor is probably some old grown alpha that is trying to waste their money somehow.

After having the first half of your day preparing for the presentation, it was finally lunch time. Some of your coworkers headed out to buy some lunch whereas you just ate the food that your parents prepared for you whilst going over the presentation that you wanted to give.

As you were eating, occasionally playing some games to ease your stress, your omega self suddenly felt a new yet comforting presence; as if that someone was calling out for you. Luckily, whenever you weren’t anxious, you always had more control over your wolf self so you easily brushed it off; internally reminding yourself to stop reading some fanfics where a hot CEO would come to your rescue.

Right before lunch time was over, you decided to head to the pantry and make yourself some tea to keep you awake but also to help calm your stress. As you were making tea, you heard multiple footsteps coming up and just like when you were at your desk, your omega self sensed the new presence and was practically clawing at yourself that you were being called by this new pressence.

Sighing, you decided to quickly make your tea and when you turned to walk back to your desk, you made eye contact with several men that were being escorted by the security; some were eyeing you but the one at the front with slicked back white hair, wearing a casual yet classy outfit and have a small scar under his left eye was obviously staring at you. As if he was observing you. However, you can’t seem to pick up this man’s scent. He had a distinctive musky alpha scent yet there was another sultry yet sweet scent that came from him and was slowly pulling you.

Luckily enough, your boss managed to snap everyone’s thoughts and invited these men up to the meeting room; also reminding you to come to the meeting room once you and your coworkers were ready.

Anxiety started to crept up when you went back to your desk and took your laptop. Your coworkers also asked you if you saw those men and if you also noticed a weird scent coming from all of them. You told them that you managed to catch a glance at them and you too also noticed a different scent from all of them. One of your coworkers then secretly let in on the rest of you that those investors are not just big but well-known investors that helped current high-end brands get where they are right now. Not only that, they were also known to be a pack of not just alphas but hybrids.

Rumor has it that they have been alive for over 7 centuries and are the reason why the world we know today is what it is. It was said that the main hybrid alpha, otherwise known as Taeyong, was turned by his ex-lover who was a witch. The supernatural creatures at that time were on verge of extinction and because his ex-lover was a witch, she used her final hours to change the then alpha into a hybrid of vampire and werewolf; gaining the immunity towards practically anything.

Ever since, the hybrid alpha turned his pack into hybrids, helping save all the supernatural creatures and keeping the balance between the supernatural creatures and helping them live amongst humans. Always making sure to keep peace between the two entity. All by the sacrifice of Taeyong’s ex-lover.

Unfortunately, your storytime was cut short and your supervisor called for all of you to go to the meeting room to present to the investors. Sighing, all of you grabbed your laptops and made your way to the meeting room which was immediately tainted with the hybrid scent that was very addicting to your omega self.

Upon entering, all the hybrid locked eyes with all of you. The hybrid at the center which you assume was Taeyong was staring at you once again. But this time, he wasn’t just observing you. It seemed that he was trying to recognize you or perhaps questioning your existince.

Fortunately, your boss snapped everyone back to reality and started the meeting with introducing all of you and the investors. Your supervisor then bridge the way for you and your coworkers to present about the brand you are managing and what all of you were planning to do moving forward.

Taking a deep breath, you connected your laptop to the projector and started to present the presentation. Starting from how much the brand has grown, what have you and your team done to keep the brand growing and what are the current and future plans that you and your team have come up with for the brand.

Once you’ve concluded the presentation, of course, your beta supervisor immediately asked you and your team on the detailed information, what kind of support you needed and why everything was very vague; basically making you and your team looked like that no one has done a thorough research for the presentation when in fact that you and your team were told to just give the big picture of everything.

Before you or any of your team could answer anything, your supervisor cuts in again, trying to “assure” with the investors by adding onto your presentation, telling them unrealistic procedures that you and your team will do moving forward, making all of you shocked and worried on what’s going to happen.

“I never asked for your statement when you’re not the one that’ll be doing the work” a low growl echoed in the room

When you slowly looked up, you noticed it was Taeyong that was the one that made the comment. But for some reason, instead of being scared, you actually feel comfort in Taeyong’s words. As if you’ve been comforted by his voice multiple times before.

“If you can’t even watch over or give your own report. I suggest you don’t give any sort of statement. As for the others, your presentation was great. Yes, it could use some additional information such as when would you like to do this campaign. You don’t need to worry about the budget because I’ll personally support it myself. Also, I’d like to personally talk to you more about this campaign and project” Taeyong stated, looking at you

Because you were unsure of Taeyong was talking to, you pointed at yourself, questioning him which made him chuckle. “Yes, you”. Taeyong stated pointing back at you, his face soften at your behaviour, making your omega self jumped in excitement.

After a few closing statements, you and your coworkers headed back to your own office room to continue on your work but you were stopped by Taeyong himself. “(y/n), would it be alright to have a word with you? Outside of the office, of course. I’ve let your boss know” Taeyong stated, making you turned around in surprised.

“I, me? Now?” you asked, holding your laptop tightly to your chest

“Yes, you, now. I’ll be waiting for you downstairs. Did you bring a car to work?” Taeyong asked

“Me? Well, I did…” you started, Taeyong getting closer. “Would it be alright if I drive it for you?” Taeyong replied. “S-sure, alpha” you accidentally blurted, immediately hiding your face behind your laptop as Taeyong chuckled. “Good, I’ll wait for you downstairs then. Don’t take too long” Taeyong whispered, walking downstairs as you rushed back to your desk

As you were packing your things, your coworkers asked if you got a sudden meeting with the hot hybrid alphas and all you could do is blushed and tell them that you do but you’re also not sure what the meeting will be about. Your coworkers then giggled and wished that you would loosen up and hopefully finally get your alpha mate, making you blush even harder.

Bidding your friends goodbye, you rushed out the door and headed downstairs to see Taeyong when your supervisor stopped you. Worried, you turned around to see your supervisor looking unpleased of the events that just occurred.

“You better not say anything much. Don’t you dare say anything unless needed or…” your supervisor threaten but suddenly was pinned to the wall by Taeyong

“Or you’ll what? Not so much of a threat are you now?” Taeyong growled

“T-taeyong…” you mumbled, wanting to reach out to him but held back because you were worried

“Go to your car, love. You don’t need to see this” Taeyong compelled you to leave which you did, leaving Taeyong with your supervisor

“Don’t you dare think for a second that you even have the ability to overpower young supernatural. Especially those that you consider inferior to you” Taeyong growled, showing his hybrid eyes and shoving his hand to your supervisor’s chest, his scream was echoing the office but no one cared because Taeyong compelled everyone

“Let this be a lesson for you to respect everyone, even young omegas. Because you never know who those omegas mate is. Unfortunate for you, I just so happen to be hers. I already hate betas like you using omegas but knowing that a beta was doing this to my own mate just makes me feel something else, you know. I’ve waited centuries to see her again yet here you are acting as if she’s nothing but a puppet for you to play and manipulate” Taeyong snarled grabbing your supervisor’s heart

“Lucky for you, I still have the heart and patience because after centuries, I finally found my mate again” Taeyong released his hold and take his hand out, making your supervisor gasped while he licked the blood on his hand, eyes turning darker. “But if you ever cross the line again. I won’t hesitate to rip your insides out one at the time, force you to heal and do it all over again until I’m satisfied. Because you have no idea how much my mate has suffered. I might be the calm CEO but I can definitely be the hunter and claw you out just like those hunters did to me, my pack and my mate centuries ago” Taeyong warned, pulling out a handkerchief and wiping the rest of the blood off, going to the car where you were in

“I hope you didn’t wait too long” Taeyong smiled, sitting in the drivers seat, getting your attention

“No, no I didn’t. I-is everything alright?” you asked worriedly, Taeyong cupping your cheeks and smiled. “It is now because I’ve finally found you again. After all these centuries. You’re finally back” Taeyong mumbled

“T-tae…I, I don’t understand” you breathed out. “You don’t have to. And I won’t force it on you. I’m just happy that you’re here and okay” Taeyong replied

“I am. Thanks to you” you replied, making Taeyong happy

“And I’ll never leave you again” Taeyong mumbled, kissing your temple

A/N: it's been a while since I wrote a Taeyong fic and after talking with @mymoodwriting, she finally convinced me to create another alpha neo fanfic. This fanfic is also a slight inspiration from my current situation at work and well, I hope that everyone won't have to go through any toxic people at their workplace. I hope that you all stay safe and healthy! :) xoxo vin

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fizzydrink698 · 2 years

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official masterlist

day 1: yeonjun + hate sex

day 2: jisung + breeding

day 3: jennie + car sex

day 4: jungkook + flower shop/tattoo artist au

day 5: yuta + hair-pulling

day 6: yeji + mirror sex

day 7: chan + balcony sex

day 8: momo + shower sex

day 9: hongjoong + brat taming

day 10: suga + aftercare

day 11: seungmin + edging

day 12: soobin + polyamory

day 13: ryujin + 7 minutes in heaven

day 14: johnny + overstimulation

day 15: jisoo + marking

day 16: wooyoung + orgasm denial

day 17: changbin + cockwarming

day 18: sana + victorian au

day 19: v + jealousy

day 20: rosé + lingerie

day 21: taeyong + friends with benefits

day 22: beomgyu + loss of virginity

day 23: hyunjin + fuck or die

day 24: jyp + vampire au

day 25: seonghwa + threesome

day 26: rm + soulmate au

day 27: lisa + praise

day 28: jihyo + begging

day 29: felix + soft dom

day 30: san + hybrid au

day 31: minho + thigh riding

#kinktober 2022 #kinktober masterlist

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nuoyipeach · 1 year

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Five Senses - Part 1

Chapter Two

The next thing she knew, Sooyoung was no longer in the park, but in a grand bedroom. Her hands which had grasped his arms stuck there, scared to let go in case something happens. Yuta slowly released her and pushed her away, taking her towards the bed.

"Sit for a little." he told her, and she complied.

Taeyong, Seulgi, please come...

The door opened as the couple walked in, and Seulgi's eyes widened in delight. "I knew you'd find her!" she squealed and ran to sit next to Sooyoung. "Which clan are you from? I've never seen you around here. Oh, are you from the Japan clan?"

Sooyoung leaned away a little. "No..." she answers softly.

"Oh, well... We're you raised with humans then? Like me. I mean, if you're Korean we would've seen you by now if you were in clan."

"What's a clan?" Sooyoung asked softly. Taeyong's eyes widened as he sensed what is happening, and grabbed Yuta by the arm.

"Yuta, where did you find her?"

"A park..."

"And?" he asked sternly, looking deep into his eyes.

Yuta bit his lip. "She's not from any clan... She's a human."

Seulgi gasped jumping up, looking back at Sooyoung who now pressed herself against the headboard of the bed. She kept looking between Yuta and the lady, while her husband paced around in stress.

"Is... Is that possible? How can your so-"

"I know." Yuta cut her off. "I've never heard of this before either."

Taeyong looked back at Sooyoung, scratching his head in frustration. "Will the council even allow this? What if they choose your death over this?"

"They can't." Seulgi answered. "You two are royalty. They can't choose your death. But, we don't know what they could do either..."

The three vampires could only stand around and think, until Yuta noticed Sooyoung's discomfort. He exchanged glances with her and smiled. "Well, for now let's make her comfortable. Taeyong, follow me to father's room. Seulgi, maybe you can stay with her and explain what's going on."

Seulgi nodded and smiled at Sooyoung as the two left. They teleported to their father's room, feeling too lazy to walk across the big palace. Yuta sighed, knowing he wasn't one of the children his father favoured as much, unlike Taeyong. Taeyong noticed his lip biting and held his shoulder, smiling at him in reassurance.

They entered the room, and saw the older man reading in his chair. "Dad... I found my soulmate." Yuta spoke right away as he walked in. Their father looked up at him and gave a small smile, suddenly noticing their expressions.

"Well that's good news. But, why do you two look so down? Don't tell me it's one of your sisters!?!" he panicked dropping his book, only to get a mad glare from Taeyong.

Disgusting...

"No dad, she's... A human."

Their father froze, holding his chest as if he had a heart attack. "How... How can that be?" he spoke staggering. His eyes trailed to Yuta, suddenly becoming a deep shade of red, and Yuta knew what he's about to say. "I knew you would be the most trouble. You always were!"

Yuta, for once, was timid and quiet unlike his usual self. Although he always was in the presence of his father, the king with multiple wives, soulmate or not. Taeyong wasn't lying, he knew how his father abused his power over the people and had multiple affairs, leading to him having several half siblings.

"Don't say that sh*t!" Taeyong gritted, eyes just as red, as he stood in front if his brother. "You were the one with multiple affairs, despite having my mother as your soulmate. If anyone is to blame for any of my siblings being trouble, it's you! And I don't see the trouble here at all. All you have to do is be supportive and tell him what's next, so man up and do that!" he snarled.

The old man however didn't like being corrected, especially by his own legitimate son. "You should know better Taeyong. This is unacceptable! How is he the only one with a human soulmate and none of the rest! Stop sticking up for him, and go spend time with your wife!"

Taeyong rolled his eyes as he scoffed and laughed like a maniac. "I'd love to do something you never did. But right now, we both stand for Yuta. You and the council can go screw yourselves!"

Seulgi sat next to Sooyoung smiling. "So, how old are you exactly? Oh, I should introduce myself first. I'm Seulgi, Taeyong's soul mate and wife. Taeyong and Yuta are half brothers, I'll tell you the family history some other day."

Sooyoung could tell that it wasn't going to be a good story by the way Seulgi went a little quiet, and decided to break the tension. "I'm Park Sooyoung. I'm twenty three, and I work as a clothing store manager..." she smiled a little.

Seulgi smiled back, and decided to explain the whole soul mate issue. "So, I guess I need to tell you why you're here. Well, I grew up with humans, and I know the concept of soulmates that some people believe. For vampires soul mates are real, but not the same. For us, once we hit adult age, we need to find our soulmates, or else we feel pain. In Yuta's case, his pain was even more than usual, which I guess now makes sense seeing that you're not a vampire. Our doctors even claimed he might have died."

Sooyoung listened intently, trying to process this new world she's got into. "How do you know who's your soulmate?"

"Well, it works with the five senses. I felt pain, but when I accidentally held Taeyong's hand once, it felt better. Then we looked at each other, heard each others voices, smelt each others blood, and finally..." she suddenly went quiet blushing. "We tasted each others blood when we kissed. Once you do all that and the pain is gone, you know you found your soulmate."

"That makes sense." Sooyoung said softly touching her bottom lip. Seulgi could tell she already went through the whole process, and held her hand in reassurance.

"Listen, I know it's all new to you, but trust me. Yuta is a great guy, so don't feel too awkward. He does everything in his power to make his loved ones happy."

"Will I have to marry him?" Sooyoung asked all of a sudden. Seulgi pursed her lips as she thought.

"Well, that's usually the custom. But... I think it's better you discuss this with him instead."

Sooyoung nodded, and they made casual conversation about their lives, until the door opened with a thud as Yuta stormed in with Taeyong following behind. He jumped into his bed beside Sooyoung who flinched, and groaned into his pillow.

"What now?" Seulgi asked looking at her husband. Taeyong brushed his hair back and she could tell something wasn't right.

"The old man gave him a choice... Either she becomes a vampire, or he'll just have to wait for the day they die."

"What!?!" Sooyoung shrieked getting up. "What do you mean I'll die!?!"

"No not that." Taeyong calmed her, and started to explain. "But you're not immortal, so when you do die, so will he..."

The three looked at Yuta when he suddenly groaned even louder. "Just get out you two!" he yelled at Taeyong and Seulgi. The couple sighed, sending apologetic looks towards Sooyoung before teleporting out of the room. Sooyoung stood awkwardly, and sat back next to Yuta. She could tell he was crying silently into his pillow, and felt sad for him.

Nervously, she reached a hand into his hair and gently stroked it. Yuta lifted his head slightly to look up at her, and she gave a small smile. He sighed and dropped his head back into the pillow while she continued to stroke his hair.

After a while Yuta got up and breathed out. "Well, let's take you home I guess..." he muttered. Sooyoung stared at him confused.

"I thought you need me to stay here?"

Yuta shook his head smiling slightly. "Not really. The decision is whether you want to become a vampire or not... But I don't want to force you. You're my soul mate, against your will. So..." he trailed off. Sooyoung pursed her lips nodding. She had a slight guilty feeling in her.

"Uhm... If I were to become a vampire, how would that happen?" she asked out of curiosity. Yuta sighed, staring into space as he wondered what to tell her.

"Well... You're my soulmate, so I have to be the one to turn you."

"How?"

"Uhm..." he trailed off, and she could see a slight blush creeping into his cheeks. "I have to bite you... But it has to be your chest."

Sooyoung's eyes widened as her hands automatically held her chest. "Chest?"

"Your left side, to be more exact. Where your heart is."

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