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[jungjeffr3y]

AYO????? ATTENTIVE JENO, kinda cute🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

[12:32]

"and then i told her, like yeah, i know you may not have meant for me to hear what you said about me, but word spreads, and it still got to me eventually," you ramble on, heaving a dramatic sigh to take a pause. you look up at jeno, to check if he's still listening. you expect to be greeted with a heavy-lidded, probably already half asleep jeno, but instead, he's just staring at you straight in the eyes.

you avert your gaze immediately, hoping that the heat that's rushing to your face hasn't made your shyness obvious to the boy in front of you. clearing your throat, you continue with your rant.

"it's just so frustrating, you know?" you lower your head as you begin twisting the top off the tube of body lotion. "i knew she had something against me all along, but i always tried to keep things neutral. we're all just trying to graduate here," you sigh again, squeezing a blob of lotion onto your palm.

"and i'm like, dude, stop going around saying these things, it's only going to give people more reasons to dislike you."

you pull your right knee towards your chest, giving your crusty leg some hydration. in motion with your posture, your hair falls forward, gathering at the sides of your face, and the loose shirt you have on tickles at the surface of your right thigh. you try to ignore the annoyance you feel at your irritating, dancing hair, but your hands are filled with moisturiser, so there's no way you can get your hair out of your face without getting it all oily.

"at this point, i think she's just dying for attention. it doesn't even matter if it's negative attention, all she wants is for everyone in the roo-"

you stop mid-sentence, taking in a sharp breath. your body reacts with a series of rapid blinks of the eye, your shoulders tensing up, your hands pausing mid-moisturise.

the world just pauses for an entire moment.

jeno, who has been listening attentively to your (probably) 30-minute long rant, has reached a hand out. he takes a lock of your hair, gently tucking it neatly behind your ear. as though he doesn't even notice how you've stopped talking, he reaches his other hand out, tucking another lock of hair behind your other ear, effectively getting all your hair out of your face.

"what?" he finally says, realising how you're just staring at him wordlessly now.

you try to say something, but you can't seem to get your mouth muscles working again.

he tilts his head to the side nonchalantly, "you don't like it when your hair gets in the way," he states, as though him remembering that little detail about you doesn't almost make your heart combust.

and if that wasn't enough, he had to add an extra tablespoon of sweetness as he shows just how intently he was listening to your rant by urging, "so all she wants is the attention of everyone in the room, right? so have you decided how you're going to deal with her?"

you finally tear your eyes away from him, swallowing hard. "i'm going to wash this off first," you mumble, almost tripping over your own foot as you fumble out of the room.

[jungjeffr3y]

i dont know who this will reach. but i just want to give a shoutout to ALL the nct fic writers out there. shoutout to those small accounts still sharin their works despite getting lesser than 10 notes. shoutout to those writers who are facin a writer’s block and feelin the constant pressure from asks talkin bout pending WIPs. shoutout to those fic accounts getting 1k++ notes but feelin empty bcs they received little feedbacks. however big or small your account is, i just want to thank you for sacrificin so many hours and dedicatin all your effort, energy, hard work, tears and creativity into a piece of post. i want you to know that i appreciate you and your works. if you think no one enjoys your writin, you’re wrong. because i do. I enjoy your works and will continue to do so. if you see this, do drop me your links, page, masterlist etc for me to drop by and shower you with the love and attention you truly deserve.

i created this account initially to start writin and sharin my works too. but before i know it, it became sort of a fic rec blog and a platform for me to support nct fic writers out there. my desire to write and share has been replaced w the desire to support you guys. and i dont think i regret it. i’ve been tryin to reblog, comment, like and give feedbacks as best as i can to all the works i’ve come across with. and i just wanna applaud all of you guys for the masterpieces you’ve brought onto the table. Dont stop writin, creatin and postin. my heart has been touched countless of times and i am so excited to come across more in the future, thanks to all you fic writers. from the bottom of my heart, thank you.

sendin love to all of you writers out there❤️

[jungjeffr3y]

SEVEN LETTERS | Jaehyun

SEVEN LETTERS | THE STORY UNTOLD (SEQUEL)

SUMMARY. On a camping trip, you find a message in a bottle that’s been washed up the shore, only to find out that it’s a message from you in the future. Your message tells you three things:

You must make Jeong Jaehyun fall in love with you because,

He’s your soulmate and

Because of your future self’s mistake, he ended up falling in love with someone else.

GENRE. soulmate!au | childhood friends to lovers!au | slight fake dating!au | fluff | angst

important note: the text from the letters are in bold

WORD COUNT. 10.1k+ words (BIG oof)

author’s note. here she is 🥺 this didn’t take too long to write out, which is very surprising. it is extremely impossible for me to write a 10k fic over the course of two days. i think i’m just really ingested in soulmate!aus and it just triggers so much imagination and creativity. anyways, enough of my ramble, i hope you enjoy this fic as much as i enjoyed writing it! also, it’s unedited so if there are any mistakes, i’m apologizing in advance!

It would be an utter lie for you to say that Jeong Jaehyun didn’t have a tiny little spot reserved for him in your heart. It was like he packed your feelings for him in a suitcase and brought it along with him on the trip to your heart. But just like that tiny spot you have for him in your heart, your courage to tell him how you feel is just as tiny. Maybe a bit tinier.

But you think you’re okay with it. You’re fine with how you and Jaehyun are right now.

Endearing gazes. Lingering looks. Skipped heartbeats. Flushed cheeks. Unspoken words and thoughts—

“The water’s cold!”

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huang renjun’s envy

‎ ‎ ‎‎‎━━━━ ‎ 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ‎ ━━━━

a mafia au / stranger to lovers au

pairing | huang renjun x reader

genre | angst, fluff, (very) suggestive, slight high school au

words | 17.5k (the build up is worth it i promise)

warnings | abandonment, cursing, guns, blood, descriptive injuries, breaking into private property, me cockblocking you all. read with caution.

author’s note | this is the third part of the seven deadly sins series, where each member has their own individual story (& sin) which takes place in the same ‘universe’, per say. read more about the other members’ sins in the link above !

huang renjun’s envy is nothing new to a boy whose life only ever saw misery. and you, with a seemingly perfect upbringing, will have to get through a lot of obstacles before dreaming of gaining his trust.

previous part | mark lee’s gluttony

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Huang Renjun was an outcast for as long as he can remember. Not just that - even though people knew of the myriad of misfortune’s that plagued his life - Huang Renjun was tormented for being an outcast. He was never given the luxury of choosing his own fate - damnation was already set out for him.

And if there’s something he knows better than he knows himself, it’s the concept of waiting. In primary school, while most kids looked forward to the summer holidays and birthday parties and sleepovers at their friends’ houses, Renjun looked forward to middle school. It’ll be different, he thought, I’ll move schools and make new friends and no one will know about mommy leaving so they won’t look at me weird. He was a hopeful little boy with a hopeful glint in his eyes and an unfaltering spirit in a life that didn’t deserve much hope at all.

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[jungjeffr3y]

by far the only !!! fanfic thats like majorly written in the guy's pov which is super duper interestin! skipped the smut part bcs im not really one for it but the rest is super good!

cat & mouse

❝ rule number one of bro code states that sisters are completely off-limits, and, y/n, we just pushed that limit. ❞

PAIRING ▸ na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, crack, fluff, college au, friends with benefits au

WARNINGS ▸ lots of !! sexual tension !! and jaemin acting like a dick, protective big brother!jaehyun, lots of sneaking around, jaemin calls you princess a lot, teasing, fingering, alcohol consumption, hooking up, thigh riding, smut, oral sex, aftercare

SUMMARY ▸ tired of meaningless hookups and dull parties, na jaemin had always been hesitant to indulge himself. that is, of course, until he met you. however, upon realizing you’re none other than jeong jaehyun’s little sister, jaemin has to keep his relationship with you under wraps to make sure his team captain doesn’t find out. 

PLAYLIST ▸ move! by niki • playinwitme by kyle (feat. kehlani)

WORD COUNT ▸ 17713 words

TAG LIST ▸ @chubsluda​ @celestialchans​ @treasurestay​ @luvlyjaemin​ @lanadreamie​ @kylomeyon​ @taehinsano​ @jenotation​ @ovelha-colorida-v​ @hrjflrt​ @to-blessed-2-be-stressed​ @honeyju​ @chanluster​ @sweetjaemss​ @najaemsenthusiastttt​ @neovrse​ @jjikyuu​ @treasurestay​ @ahgastayzen​ @wcnderlandss​ @jaehy9ngs​ @jaemxins​ @syhznanny​ @lilminyoongles​ @bbnana​

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ thank you so much for all of your love and support !! it’s beyond me & i hope you guys enjoy this ! part of the dunk shot! series but it can be read separately ♡

NA JAEMIN HATED PARTIES.

In the same vein, he hated basketball to an extent. It wasn’t the sport itself that he despised, it was the commitments that followed it. As a vital player on the team, he was obligated to attend every afterparty despite how much he loathed parties. Yet, what he couldn’t stand was being nagged by his teammates, so Jaemin went to the parties. He went to the parties and drank until he was numb and the party was tolerable.

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𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

THIS POST IS DEDICATED TO THE FANFIC WRITERS OF VARIOUS KPOP GROUPS AND SOLO ARTISTS SO THAT KPOP FANFIC READERS ON TUMBLR CAN EASILY FIND NEW WRITERS ON THIS PLATFORM.

YOU ARE MORE THAN WELCOME TO SEND IN ASKS TO ADD WRITERS YOU LOVE TO THIS POST, BUT IT WOULD BE HELPFUL IF YOU ALSO INCLUDE WHAT GROUPS THEY WRITE FOR AND PERHAPS A LINK TO THEIR MASTERLIST. FOR AUTHORS WHO HAVE MULTIPLE MASTERLISTS, PLEASE LINK TO ONE OR THEIR NAGIVATION POST.

PLEASE NOTE IF A WRITER HAS PREVIOUSLY PLAGIARISED A FIC OF ANOTHER WRITER OR HAS SENT HATE AND IT COMES TO MY KNOWLEDGE, THEY WILL BE REMOVED FROM THIS POST. ALSO THIS LIST WILL INCLUDE BOTH NSFW AND SFW FANFIC WRITERS, SO MINORS PLEASE KINDLY DO NOT READ THE NSFW 18+ WORKS.

I JUST WANNA HIGHLIGHT THAT THIS IDEA CAME TO MIND FROM SOMETHING SIMILAR ANOTHER TUMBLR USER DID BUT FOR JUST NCT WRITERS HOWEVER I CAN'T FIND THE POST ANYMORE. IF YOU WHAT POST I'M TALKING ABOUT, I WOULD BE GRATEFUL IF YOU COULD SHARE THE LINK. THANK YOU!!

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[jungjeffr3y]

this is super mf cute!!! I think the author kinda depicted the scene and emotions and personalities of the members really well !!!!! Thank u to writer for these cute scenarios <3

𝘕𝘊𝘛 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴

Mark Lee

so we all know mark is a quite expressive person with his emotions

and come on when playing video games we all rage and throw fits so emotions are running especially high ‎(ﾉಥ益ಥ）ﾉ ┻━┻

what i’m trying to say is that mark is yelling, banging fists against his desk, laughing his ass off and pissing you off

i mean mark’s laugh is very cute and ENTIRE BLESSING TO HEAR but ♡ sleep ♡ is also precious 

but mark can’t hear your exaggerated sighs nor see your ever-lasting pout

so you lift your tired self from the bed and plop down on his lap

mark : “hUH??¿¿ B-BABE?!¿¿” （＊〇□〇）……！

haechan, audible through the headphones: mark, not in front of the boys, you wild beast (๑⁍᷄౪⁍᷅๑)

mark opens his mouth to shout in protest but you bury your head in his shoulder and let out a soft whine and mark.just.COMBUSTS!!!

he grumbles something about how haechan is due for a good beating and nuzzles the side of his face against the top of your head  ♡(.◜ω◝.)♡

whenever he has a break and doesn’t need both hands to play, he brings one arm around you, cuddling you closer to himself and running his hand along the length of your spine

or just LAYS HIS HAND ON YOUR THIGH askfafwsr- ya know (˵ ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°˵)

doesn’t have the heart to break the atmsophere even after he shuts down his computer and just cocoons you in his warm arms and hums a song softly as you doze off intertwined together UwU

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[7:04 PM] Since Donghyuck has let his hair grow, you find yourself playing with it more and more. That night, while he sits on the floor, with his back against the couch and you sit behind him on the aforementioned sofa, he let's you thread your fingers through his hair.

You're eating in the dorm's living room, some of the other members are also there, slurping on their noodles. Donghyuck has a bowl of food on his lap, but his eyes are closed while the other guys keep talking to him. He can't seem to care about anything else but you petting strands of his hair between your gentle fingers.

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[8.58am] There were so many moments that made you fall in love with your boyfriend Mark who had been dating you for just a little bit more than two years now, over and over again. Early mornings were a special one for you. Most people usually detested having to wake up before they heard birds chirping outside, and actually you were one of them before the two of you moved in together a couple of months ago. 

Mark generally woke up before you, perks of having a class at nine in the morning. He didn’t need an alarm anymore, his body jolted awake at 8:30am sharp each morning, he was used to joining zoom classes by now. He quietly got out from the bed and sneaked a glance at your sleeping figure which put a gentle smile on his face before he skipped to the bathroom to wash his face. He didn’t want to wake you up yet since your class started at ten, he thought maybe you’d want to sleep a bit more but of course, Mark being Mark, he wasn’t really silent when he went to the kitchen to get some cereal for himself. Your eyes opened when you heard something falling down and Mark screaming a not very quiet ‘fuck’ which made you leave the bed and follow your boyfriend’s steps. 

You smiled to yourself when you saw Mark sitting in on the small table, his laptop and a bowl of cereal in front of him. He was wearing his glasses and his black hair was messy, he was just too lazy to fix it. He scrunched his cute little nose as he yawned, still not realizing you were in the same room with him. You could see that his eyes were slightly closing, it was obvious that he wanted to get back in the warm bed and go back to sleep. 

‘’Did you put milk before the cereal again or was it the other way around?’’ You joked, making Mark’s head turn to look at you. 

‘’Shit- Did I wake you up?’’ He huffed, a small pout visible on his lips. ‘’It was the spoon, wasn’t it? You heard me drop it on the floor.’’ He shook his head, getting a bit mad at himself for being clumsy. 

‘’It’s okay, I have class in an hour anyways. I should do the readings that I skipped last night because of a certain somebody wanted attention.’’ You mentioned, walking over to him and sitting on his lap sideways which he didn’t hesitate to welcome you. His hands automatically finding their way on your hips as his cheeks turned red. Oh, he knew that he was guilty. 

‘’Dude- We moved in together to have sex whenever we wanted. I just took an advantage of that.’’ He defended himself, his eyes now wide open. 

‘’Did you just call me ‘dude’?’’ You gasped dramatically.

‘’Yes but you know… in a romantic way.’’ He mumbled, biting his lip. His face got closer to yours, leaning in for a chaste kiss. When his lips touched yours, it felt like the first time he kissed you. Every kiss with Mark was fresh and you knew that you could kiss him four hours if possible. 

‘’I think we can start our lecture when Mr. Lee finished his business with his girlfriend.’’ 

The unfamiliar voice made you jump out of Mark’s lap, breaking the kiss along the way. Mark’s face was pure in shock as he looked between you and his laptop, feeling like the most stupid person when he realized that his camera was already open and everybody could see him. You were holding yourself back not to burst out laughing.

Mark murmured a sorry, not being able to look directly at the camera or at you as he stared at the keyboard, trying to hide the color of his cheeks. He sat down properly and gave all of his attention to the lecture as you ran out of the kitchen, throwing yourself back on the back before laughing out loud. You knew that Mark’s friends wouldn’t be able to let go what they saw from their laptop screens and tease him every single chance that they got. 

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21 First Kisses with NCT | Masterlist

What if you had 21 chances at a first kiss? 

From the 1st of September onwards, I will release a first kiss scenario for each member of NCT, each day. 

Like this masterlist for daily updates!

If you would like, you can request a part two of the kiss of your choice.

☀️ = Released

1. Taeil - Make it Rain ☀️

First Date, Fluff

“We can make our own destiny.”

2. Johnny - Boy x Friend ☀️

Babysitting, Fluff

“That’s all it ever was… almost.”

3. Taeyong - Swipe Right ☀️

Online Relationship, First Meeting

“I never want to let you go.”

4. Yuta - Love and Honour ☀️

Imperial Japan, Samurai AU

“Your bodies blazed with the knowledge that this first kiss would be your very last.”

5. Kun - A Thousand Years ☀️

Safety Marriage, Fluff

“Your heart rages with a long-forgotten passion.”

6. Doyoung - Million Dollar View ☀️

Suggestive, Fluff

“I’ve waited years for this.”

7. Ten - 7 Minutes in Heaven ☀️

College AU, Suggestive

“You blindly fumble in the gasping darkness till you find… Ten.”

8. Jaehyun - Manhood ☀️

Prince!Jaehyun, Prostitute!Reader

“Does it feel good when I touch you like this?”

9. Winwin - First Time ☀️

Wedding Night, Suggestive

“Do you want to take that off, or shall I?”

10. Jungwoo - Irregular Office ☀️

Office Party, Fluff

“Kiss me right now or I’ll scream.” 

11. Lucas - Open Your Eyes ☀️

Horror, Suggestive 

“I don’t want to die a virgin…”

12. Mark - Baby It’s Cold Outside ☀️

Antarctic Explorers AU, Fluff

“We’ll warm up quicker if we’re naked.”

13. Xiaojun - A Sky Full of Stars ☀️

Late Night, Fluff

“It reminds me of my favourite girl.”

14. Hendery - Sleeping Beauty ☀️

Fantasy, Fluff

“And then they lived happily ever after… not.”

15. Renjun - Star Crossed Lovers ☀️

Sci-Fi, Angst

“Maybe death isn’t so bad, if this is what heaven feels like.”

16. Jeno - The Lady and the Tramp ☀️

Blind Date, Fluff 

“This one’s a keeper.”

17. Haechan - Thank U, Next ☀️

Strangers, Fluff

“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?”

18. Jaemin - The Substitute Girlfriend ☀️

Idol AU, Suggestive

“I can’t imagine what it’s like to kiss a girl,” he whispers. “Let me show you.” 

19. Yang Yang - Paint it Black ☀️

Skater Boy!Yang Yang, Suggestive

“So you take all the girls on the back of your skateboard?”

20. Chenle - Ride or Die ☀️

Teen, Angst

“Can you lie down next to me?”

21. Jisung - The Kissing Booth ☀️

High School AU, Fluff

“Sorry, you just look so cute right now.”

If you’d like to be added to the series taglist, reply to this post or send me an ask!

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The Lady and the Tramp | Lee Jeno

21 First Kisses Series Ep. 16

Series Masterlist

Genre: First Date, Fluff

Word Count: 0.5k

“This one’s a keeper.”

Gif: @leejenos​

You’ve never been on a blind date before.

Yet here you are, shivering on the sidewalk outside a rustic Italian restaurant. Your heart is threatening to beat right out of your crimson velvet dress.

You literally only know the boy’s name, and, although Jeno is a nice name, he could be a total freak…

Just as you’re about to lose your nerve, a ravishing young man comes bounding down the pavement towards you, his curly caramel hair bouncing with each step. His body is long and lean, toned muscle showing under an adorable striped green sweater.

The boy’s midnight eyes crinkle as he flashes you a dazzling smile. “Hi, I’m Jeno. You must be Y/n right? Wow, you’re really pretty.”

Jeno starts to laugh, and his infectious energy sets you off too.

Jeno’s hand rests lightly on the small of your back as he leads you inside the restaurant. His touch sends sparks shooting through you.

As you walk to a secluded booth, all the passing waiters smile and wave at Jeno. You look up at him curiously.

Jeno’s dark eyes light up. “I used to work here, and it has the best damn pasta this side of Rome!”  

Heart shaped fairy lights hang from the booth ceiling, basking Jeno in an ombré glow.

Before you can even glance at the menu, a plump man in a chef’s hat bundles towards you. He slaps a large hand onto Jeno’s shoulder.

“My boy Jeno! Long-time no see, friend.”

Jeno smiles. “It’s good to see you, chef Joe!”

The chef’s eyes light up as he notices you for the first time. “Ahh, and who do we have here? Jeno, I see you’ve stolen yourself a beautiful woman. This one’s a keeper.”

Your cheeks warm as you fix your gaze on the checked tablecloth.

Jeno reaches over the table and gives your hand a squeeze, setting the butterflies in your stomach aflutter. “She really is, isn’t she?”

The chef brings over a large plate of spaghetti and meatballs, on the house, and two forks.

“I’m hwaving a weally good time wif you,” Jeno says, mouth full of spaghetti.

You can’t help but giggle. “Me too, Jeno!”

Somewhere in the restaurant, a violinist starts up, dulcet tunes drifting over to your table.

It’s so easy to get lost in the romantic atmosphere, in the depth of Jeno’s starry eyes…

It’s so mesmerising, in fact, that you don’t even realise that you and Jeno are chewing on the same long piece of spaghetti!

Jeno notices at the exact same time as you, and you burst into laughter.

Eventually the laughter subsides, but the warmth in your body remains.

“I think we should kiss now,” you say, beaming at Jeno.

Jeno’s melted chocolate eyes go wide and his mouth drops open.  

Your heart races as you wait for his response.

“Great idea,” Jeno murmurs, his gaze dropping to your passionfruit gloss-coated lips.

Jeno leans over the table and kisses you. His lips are surprisingly soft, and his strong hands cup your face tenderly.

Suddenly, a jubilant cheer erupts from the centre of the restaurant. You pull away and turn your head towards the noise.

There stands the chef, staring at the both of you and clasping his hands together gleefully.

He cries, “Bellissimo!”

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Thank U, Next | Lee Donghyuk (Haechan)

21 First Kisses Series Ep. 17

Series Masterlist

Genre: Strangers, Fluff

Word Count: 0.5k

“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?”

Gif: @nctdream​

You’re perched on a barstool in a five-star Shanghai hotel, sipping on a porn star martini and trying not to think about your ex-boyfriend Jaehyun.

A young man slides into the seat next to you. His burnished bronze cheeks sport a faint flush, and chocolatey hair falls effortlessly into his mischievously twinkling eyes.

Hmm, very handsome. But much too young.

The stranger smirks. You grant him a brusque nod.  

A gush of cool wind hits your body, faintly alcohol scented. Your mouth falls open when you turn to the door. Jaehyun is here.

A sickening feeling settles in your stomach. It’s been three months since you split up, but it still stings. God, he can’t see you like this.

Jaehyun staggers into the bar, wearing an Armani suit bought with your hard-earned cash, a stunning brunette hanging off each arm.

You inhale sharply. By some miracle, he hasn’t noticed you yet. Your heart accelerates in leaps and bounds. You need to think fast.

You turn to your companion. “Hey, you! Just play along.”

Before he can respond, you jerk forwards and kiss him. His eyes widen, but he quickly gains composure and kisses you back smoothly. He places his hand on your cheek, hiding your face from Jaehyun’s eyes.

When you pull away, the tingling in your body surprises you. You steal a glance in Jaehyun’s direction and see that he’s seated, completely ignorant of your presence.

You let yourself feel a little smug.

A pointed cough snaps you back to the present. Your cheeks warm as you remember that you just kissed a complete stranger.

“Are you alright? That was… wow. I’m Haechan, by the way.”

“Right… sorry, I’m just avoiding someone.” You peek at Jaehyun. Damn him with his stupid dimples!

“Is that the guy?”

“Um… yeah,” you say as coldly as possible, hoping he’ll lose interest.

Suddenly, Haechan leaps up and begins striding towards the booth where Jaehyun’s sitting.

Your eyes almost pop out of your skull. “What the hell?” you hiss after Haechan. But he’s already halfway to Jaehyun’s table. You curse.

Rising, you hasten behind Haechan, your heels clattering against the marble floor. You catch the end of Haechan’s sentence.  

“I saw you staring at my girl and that’s not on.”

“Your girl? Who do you think you are?” a flushed Jaehyun splutters. He rises to his feet, wobbling slightly.

You gape at the two men, disbelief stealing your voice. You met Haechan five minutes ago, and now he’s fighting for your honour?

Haechan smirks as if laughing at a private joke. “It’s time for you to step aside, old man. She’s mine.”

Jaehyun’s eyes squint menacingly. Lifting one fist, he staggers in Haechan’s direction. You watch, horrified, as he swings at Haechan’s face.

But, in his drunken stupor, Jaehyun misses completely. He slams face first onto the table, wine spilling all over him.

The look of pure smugness on Haechan’s face would annoy you if this wasn’t so elating.  

“Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?” Haechan declares, grabbing your hand and leading you away. Electricity crackles where your fingers meet.  

Haechan gazes at you, amber eyes glimmering with youthful vigour. “Would you like to stay for a drink… with me?”

You pause before replying.

“Sure… what’s the worst that can happen?”

He chuckles. “You’ve got no idea, baby.”

[jungjeffr3y]

Baby It’s Cold Outside | Mark Lee

21 First Kisses Series Ep. 12

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Genre: Antarctic Explorers AU, Fluff 

Word Count: 0.5k

“We’ll warm up quicker if we’re naked.” 

Gif: @nctmark​

You wonder what’s louder: the howl of the Antarctic storm, or your teeth chattering. Your research cabin’s rickety generator gave out hours ago, and your life hangs on one ancient space heater.

Just then, you hear a furious rapping on the door. Your heart thaws, just a little.

Mark.

You usher him in, squeezing the door shut against the ravenous wind. Mark’s blonde curls stick untidily out of his hood, and frost beads his shadowed chin.

“Expedition okay?”

“Y-y-y-yeah. N-no p-penguins, but t-two t-trails so good…”

“Oh Mark! You’re so cold… come near the space heater, quick.” You help him shrug out of his damp overclothes.

As Mark pulls his jumper off, your eyes snatch up a flash of tight gold abs. You bury a smirk, sparks melting your veins.

“Th-thanks…” Mark stutters, warming his hands on the heater. You watch his full lips turn from navy to soft pink.

“We’ll heat up quicker if we’re naked,” you whisper, your chilled cheeks thawing. Mark chuckles, and you join in. Just a little too quickly.

“I don’t know w-what I’d do without you, Y/n.” Mark chews the corner of his mouth. “Jeez, I’ve got no idea what I’m gonna do after this research gig.”

“Don’t you, uh, have anyone at home?”

“Yeah, I do.” There’s a gentle crack as a crevice opens in your heart.

“No, w-well, I did. Her name was Hema. While my toes were dropping off out here, she found someone else’s bed warmer.” Mark laughs, but his eyes are iceberg sharp.

Thunder slams against the cabin, and you both instinctively huddle closer. Hands nudge, accidentally, not-accidentally. Your heart races like a downhill sled.

“I’m sorry about your girlfriend.” You don’t not mean it. At least, that’s what you tell your bounding reindeer heart.

“Nah, I mean, it was bound to happen, right? This job is bloody lonely.”

“You’re not alone,” you murmur to yourself.

As soon as the words leave your mouth, there’s a sharp bang. Two pairs of eyes flash to the space heater, and you see that the crimson light has flicked off.

“Damn it!” Mark bangs the heater, in vain. Your last source of heat, your last hope, is gone.

As if on cue, your eyes meet Mark’s. You don’t say a word, but a realisation slips between you.

There are two warm things in here. And they’re not space heaters.

Your breaths start to come quick and shallow. Embarrassingly, the clouds puffing out of your lips make that clear.

Before you can lose your nerve, you clasp Mark’s hands. You tug his gloves off. Right. Left.

A shiver of fiery anticipation shoots through you. You rub Mark’s bare, crimson palms between yours, pushing your body heat into him, accepting his.

“You said I’m not alone,” Mark whispers. You tense.

“Y-you heard?” You’re stuttering, but not because of the cold.

“Do you mean it?” Mark’s almond-shaped eyes blister into yours. You frown as you realise that this is no ordinary question.

“Do you feel the way I-“

You cut him off.

Lifting your hands to clasp his face, you pull his lips onto yours. At first, your frosty mouths are slow, limp, learning the feel of each other. But the blistering passion thaws you, and soon it’s a meltwater kiss – lips moulding together at ski-speed down the mountains.

When you finally come up for air, you get the strangest feeling. Despite being in the coldest place on Earth, you’ve never felt warmer.

[jungjeffr3y]

Love and Honour | Nakamoto Yuta

21 First Kisses Series Ep. 4

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Genre: Imperial Japan, Samurai AU

Word Count: 0.5k

“Your bodies blazed with the knowledge that this first kiss would be your very last.”

Gif: @wongknhang​

You rushed out of your front door and slipped into the velvety summer’s evening. When you saw him, your heart nearly split from aching.

Nakamota Yuta. General Nakamoto to many, darling Yuta only in your dreams.

A delicate white kimono flowed from his lean form. The outline of his ebony hair, graced with the usual topknot, was silvery in the moonlight.

You bowed deeply as you approached, fixing your gaze downwards.

“Y/n. I had to come and see you. The war… is not going as we’d planned.”

Your breath caught in your throat.

Yuta continued, “I am bound for a battle… which I know I will lose. Before I leave, I wanted to say goodbye to a dear friend.”

A sour taste pooled under your tongue. Dear friend indeed.

Then his words sunk in, and suddenly your chest was folding in on itself. 

You raised your lowered eyes. “General Nakamoto, surely you’re not being serious? Will you accept this fate so easily?”

Yuta’s face was creased in pain. He reached behind him and lifted a long, elegant sword. “Please return this to my family.”

“Don’t do this! Will you rob your aging parents of a son?” Blood rushed to your cheeks as you uttered your next words. “What about a son of your own? Is that not something you desire?”

To your shock, quicksilver tears were streaking down Yuta’s face.

He bowed his head, and a horrible feeling welled up in your stomach. “I’m sorry, Y/n. This is my cause. I will follow it to the death.”

You screwed your hands into stinging fists beneath your sleeves. You damned the moon, in its pale-shrouded glory. You damned the stars for glimmering as if the sky wasn’t collapsing on top of you.

“Yuta!” you cried.

Yuta’s eyes widened as his given name slid from your tongue. You had never been so intimate.

“Can’t you see, Yuta? I care! It would kill me to lose you. I couldn’t say anything before…. why would you want someone like me for a wife… but, please don’t leave.”

For one electric moment, you just glared into Yuta’s glittering umber gaze.

Then, Yuta grasped the sides of your face, pulled you close and kissed you.

There were no words to express it, but both of your hearts pounded, your bodies blazed with the knowledge that this first kiss would be your very last.

Yuta’s lips rolled against yours, agonizingly soft.

His strong fingers clamping your cheeks, the incense scent swirling from his skin, the night chill enveloping your flaming bodies… you soaked each one in, because you knew… that this is all you’ll have left of him.

-Three months later-

A letter lay limply in your hands. The message began:

Like a rotten log

half buried in the ground -

my life, which

has not flowered, comes

to this sad end.

~If you’re reading this, Y/n, I have lost my life. Don’t let me lose your heart.

Forever Yours,

Nakamoto Yuta~

Wayward dewdrops smudged Yuta’s elegant brushstrokes. Or were they tears?

A/N: Poem by Minamoto Yorimasa, 1104-1180.

[jungjeffr3y]

Swipe Right | Lee Taeyong

21 First Kisses Series Ep. 3

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Genre: Online Relationship, First Meeting

Word Count: 0.5k

“I never want to let you go.”

Gif: @nakamotens​

You’re sitting by the diner’s window, searching the rain-splattered street corner for Taeyong.

Taeyong.

The man you’d been “dating” for the last three months. Online messages turned to phone calls; phone calls turned to video calls. But you’ve never met in person.

Well, not till tonight.

You check the time. 6.41 PM. Nineteen minutes until Taeyong shows – or doesn’t show. He’d confirmed last night, but he could still get cold feet…

And then, what if he does come?

Other kinds of worries surface. Taeyong will actually see you for the first time - no screen to hide behind. Your heart threatens to beat right out of your chest.

You check your phone. 7:00PM.

A battered taxi pulls up. The back door opens, and a young man clambers out. Your heart does a loop-de-loop, and suddenly you can’t breathe. It’s him.

Taeyong is taller than you’d expect. And stronger. Several jackets can’t conceal the hard muscles rippling beneath. His wild lavender-grey hair darkens as the rain dampens it.

You stay glued to your seat. Watching him.

Taeyong squints up into the rain and pouts his thick pink lips, as if cursing the gods for sending rain today. He turns to look at the diner.

And then he sees you.

Your eyes meet through the glass, and, for a moment, it’s like time has stopped. You can’t seem to tear your eyes away from him. This is it.

You nod once.

Taeyong nods back and smiles, and butterflies race through your body.

You watch as he walks to the diner door, opens it, the bell chiming above. He pulls down his hood…

And stands in front of you.

Your mind seems to go both very blank and very noisy at the same time.

You feel yourself standing too, not knowing what else to do, and your heart is beating so fast you can barely hear over it.

Now that he’s here, you notice the little scar beneath his eye, and you realise how you’d very much like to kiss it.

“Y/n, it’s you.”

And there it is. His voice. No static, no distortion, no lag. Just living, breathing Taeyong.

“I can’t believe you’re here!” you gasp. You fall into each other’s arms like well-acquainted lovers, not those meeting for the first time.

You look into Taeyong’s eyes, deep pools of melted chocolate. His gaze flickers to your lips, and Taeyong leans forwards, almost unconsciously.

Your breath catches in your throat.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, his voice a rumbling wave crashing into your heart.

“Of course,” you whisper. “I’ve waited so long for this. For you.”

Taeyong’s long fingers weave into your hair as he brings his lips down to yours. He kisses you slowly, with care.

He tastes like cinnamon and raspberries, all sweet and spicy and utterly overwhelming.

Taeyong’s hands find their way into the back pockets of your jeans, pulling you impossibly closer. You don’t care that you’re in public. This just feels so right.

“Now that I’ve got you, I never want to let you go,” Taeyong murmurs against your lips.

You smile and kiss him again. “You never have to.”

[jungjeffr3y]

[8:07p.m.] *Achoo*

You sneezed for the hundredth time that day, sniffling at the itchy sensation in your nose.

“Are you really sure you’re okay with being here? We can go somewhere else if you want,” Jeno asked worriedly.

Both of you were busy all of the time and you being able to come over to his house to spend quality time together was a rare opportunity, one that you were not willing to let go of. Unfortunately your boyfriend has three cats and your allergies had other plans.

You shook your head determinedly and rested it back on his shoulder, cuddling deeper into his warm embrace. The hoodie you borrowed from him was dusted with cat hairs and your eyes couldn’t help but water in discomfort. You tried to focus on the TV show you were watching, but you could hardly see anything through your tears.

“Hey are you crying?!” Jeno asked, alarmed, pulling back and turning your face to look at him with a gentle hand.

“Ah no, it’s just my allergies. I’m fine really,” you say as Bongsik stalks by the couch, brushing your legs tauntingly with his fluffy tail.

*Achoo*

“Ok that’s enough,” your boyfriend states as he gets up off the couch.

“Where are you going?” You whine, confused and a little upset at the sudden loss of contact.

Without another word, Jeno scoops you up bridal style and you let out a squeak of surprise, arms instinctively reaching out to wrap around his neck. He carries you to the bathroom where he sets you down on the sink counter, standing between your legs with your arms still wrapped around his neck.

Wetting a clean towel, he dabs at your eyes and nose, wiping away the tears and allergens carefully. Your faces were only a few inches apart and you could feel the cooling sensation of his breath fanning over your damp skin. You studied his features: his kind, caring eyes, framed with thick black eyelashes, his perfect cute nose, his pink lips pressed into a slight, concentrating smile. His other hand which was resting on your thigh could nearly heat up your entire body.

Shifting one hand from his neck to cup his face softly, you look into his eyes, not able to hide your love for the boy.

“Is that a little better, babe?” Jeno asks softly, leaning in closer, just brushing the tip of his nose with yours.

“Mmmm let’s see,” you tease, pulling him in the rest of the way, lips meeting for a soft but passionate kiss. Throwing the towel to the side, Jeno buries his other hand in your hair to deepen the kiss. You were so lucky to have such an amazing and caring boyfriend; he’s talented, handsome, hardworking, and on top of that, a great kisser too. The kiss was full of love and his soft lips worked against yours just the right way.

Finally pulling away, your heart races a mile a minute as you rest your forehead on his, trying to catch your breath.

He brushes his nose against yours lovingly in an Eskimo kiss and you both giggle at how funny it feels.

“Better” you admit, leaning in for another kiss.

[jungjeffr3y]

…

[ 8 : 35 pm ] “How was dinner, babe?” Mark asked as he kissed the back of your hand that was currently entwined with his; both of you going on a small walk after the nice dinner he surprised you with. “Amazing.” You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder for a second. “Thank you, again.” You yawned a little and he smiled. “No problem. But let’s get home, you look tire-” “Well isn’t the man of the year!” Someone shouted behind you both.

You both spun around and Mark instinctively put you behind him, his one hand hovering over his waist and the other holding your hand comfortingly.

Sadly, it wasn’t a nice group of people you would chat with for a moment and go back on your way. It was a group of men that Neo Culture didn’t get along with. It was run by a couple of punks who were once trusted in Neo Culture – but they decided to leave for a local triad that was our main rival. You all didn’t know what they would be capable of, and especially 7 against the 2 of you. They all started approaching and the knot in your chest began growing.

“…Mark…” You breathed and gripped onto the cloth of his shirt that was loose around his waist. “It’s okay.” He muttered and he gripped his gun, pulling it from his waist and pointing it at the other men that immediately stopped in their tracks.

“What the hell do you want?” Mark asked as he trained the gun on different people. The ‘leader’ of this little group just raised his hands in surrender. “Nothing, just wanna talk.” He said but Mark didn’t release the tension in his shoulders.

“Just leave. We don’t want anything from you or your guys.” Mark seethed and the leader rolled his eyes. “We’re not armed, if that’s what you’re worried about.” He said and they all lifted their shirts up to reveal bare waists.

You couldn’t help but to hide your face due to the stress of the situation. “I see you’re accompanied by that beautiful and delicate little baby behind you.” The man said and Mark stood back up straight so he was fully obscuring you from their vision.

“Oh, but I can see her cute little hands gripping your shirt.” The man said and he alone stepped closer. You didn’t look at him for his alone presence put you on edge.

You felt a foreign feeling finger graze the back of your hand; where your loving and familiar feeling boyfriend had just laid his lips moments ago.

You retracted your hand and just hid more in Mark’s back. “Alright that’s enough. Step off…you’re making her uncomfortable.” Mark said backing you two up a little bit.

“Awe. What a shame, just wanted to play a little.” He said and you heard his footsteps walk back into the near distance.

“Well we will be going now.” You heard the man say and you peered out a little. “Okay.” Mark nodded. “Bye.” They both said and Mark waited a moment before he turned around to face you.

“Are you okay?” He asked grabbing your hands in his. You nodded and hugged him. Yet you were met with a blunt force.

Your eyes were met with the man’s body right behind Mark’s, and the man was trying to pry Mark from your small grasp.

The man was laying punches upon punches on your boyfriend head, as it was Mark’s priority to cover you.

You could see more shadows around both of you, as some punches and kicks landed on you than their intended target.

You just wanted to leave. You used your body weight and pulled Mark’s waist over to a nearby bench. The hoard of men followed too though, one your knees hit the bench you switched positions. You push Mark on the bench and sit down on his lap so you were guarding his head with your chest. You pushed your feet through the metal bars and used them as anchors to stay in place.

Your back was turned towards the men, and you were now getting all the hits. They didn’t care that they were hitting you, pulling you hair, and kicking the most sensitive parts of your back.

“Get. Off.” The men were clawing at you roughly to try and expose Mark. “No.” You grumbled as you held onto your struggling boyfriend. He was trying to get you off of him as well and get to his gun. Hearing your grunts of pain with every kick from the 7 men angered him.

“Y/n. Get off.” He said trying to push you off and to the side. “No.” You said and held him tighter. “Come on babe, get off!” The man tried pulling at your waist. “No! Don’t call me that!” You yelled and his hands were replaced by strong punches and slaps.

One of them gripped your hair and pulled as your head snapped backwards. They let go quickly though. You whimpered as you wanted to rub your head but you put priorities first. “Stop!” Mark and you both screamed over and over till your throats were sore. Your back arched with every forceful blow to your spine. Eventually they got all their anger out and left once they realised they couldn’t get their target. You sat their in pain as Mark called you an idiot for doing that.

The mains of Neo Culture showed up a quick second too late and were asking where they went. “They ran over there.” Mark gestured to the far end of the park. They all ran off as Renjun stayed with both of you to make sure you both got to Mark’s car safely and without being followed.

The drive home was silent as the whites of Mark’s knuckles were present on the steering wheel the whole ride. He quickly ushered your inside, making sure you both weren’t followed. He didn’t say a word as he dragged you into the bathroom. He picked you up and set you on the counter. You yelped a little from the suddeness. He got out the first aid kit and tended to all your cuts. He only grew angrier with each new cotton ball he had to douse in sterilizing alcohol. He treated you like a parent as he talked to you like a 5 year old and telling you right from wrong. By the end of the talk, he just grew angrier.

Yet, he only called you stupid for a moment before going into protective mode and asking if you were alright. “Why would you do that?!” He asked gripping your arms and shaking you a little bit.

“I told you, if something like this happened…don’t get involved.” He said making you look at him now. “Why wouldn’t you listen?! I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself. I don’t need you to protect me.” He said and you swatted his hands away from you.

“You dummy.” You groaned and he just looked at you in shock. “Excuse me?” He asked you. “They were unarmed! Do I need to spell it out for you!?” You gripped his collar and brought him closer to your face.

He just stayed silent and had the look of merciless murder in his eyes. You realised the position you were in, and released his collar from his hands.

He just stood their silently. “They were unarmed. They knew that you were protective over me and wouldn’t hesitate to shoot if you deemed them a threat. If you shot and killed one of them they would be found unarmed. Therefore, it would deemed as hit and run. All that one of them had to say to their boss is that you were the one who killed the leader. Taeyong would have to give you to them.” You said and you could see Mark piece everything together.

“So you-” “So I put myself in the position of contact just so you wouldn’t bug out and do something that we would regret later. I couldn’t live without you, and if you were just handed over; I absolutely couldn’t live with the thought of you surviving in constant pain and agony.” You said not wanting to talk anymore.

He didn’t have any emotion as he stood there with his arms crossed. You hopped off the counter and went to the bedroom. You discarded your clothes and opted for Mark’s T-shirt. You layed in bed and just watched as 1 hour turned into 2, and 2 turned into 3.

You felt an arm drape lightly around your waist. You felt a warm pair of lips meet your cheek. “I don’t deserve everything you do for me. I’m sorry.” He said and you smiled.

He would be sticking around for a while as long as you kept him grounded.