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Sorry if I haven’t posted any new fanfics recently. I’m currently making 2 social media AUs on Twitter.

Both social media AUs are NCT and are ongoing. One is in Tagalog, and the other is in English. If you want to check them out, you can follow me on Twitter at @leejinkikissme 😁 THANK YOU!!

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Once Again / Jaemin X OC (Oneshot | Fluff)

10-year old Haneul was learning how to skate for the whole summer break and she was a natural. She wasn’t afraid to try new things, and her coach saw her potential for figure skating. Noticing her natural talent for it, her coach talked to her and her parents about letting her train and join the upcoming regionals. Haneul loved the idea of competing, hoping that maybe she can even make it to the Olympics. It became her dream. That dream, even though right in front of her, was immediately crushed. “Thank you, Mr. Jung but we can’t accept that offer since summer break is almost over for Haneul.” Her mom politely told the coach. She looked at her mom, a hot lump starting to form in her throat. “Mom…” she whispered, only to be ignored. She then looked at her father with pleading eyes. “Dad, please.” Her voice quivered, her tears threatening to fall any second now. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but we want you to focus on your studies.” He said, giving her an apologetic smile. “But I can balance my time! I swear, I can! Please, dad.” She begged, and begged, clutching the sleeve of his coat. “Please.” She whispered one last time before her mother finally spoke to her. “We can’t have you distracted in any way, Haneul. This is for your future as the heiress of our company.” She coldly said as she stood up, bowing to the coach in front of her. “We are so sorry for the scene my daughter just caused. We’ll be on our way now, Mr. Jung.”

 “Hi!” A male’s voice chirped beside Haneul as she was exiting the classroom, making her jump a little in surprise. Upon recognizing the owner of the voice, she sighed and clutched her chest. “Jaemin! You startled me!” She said to the boy leaning on the wall, with his hands tucked in his pockets, chuckling. “I’m sorry.” He apologized as he effortlessly pushed himself away from the wall and walked to her side, offering his arm to which she gladly linked hers with. They walked side by side, laughing and talking about their day. How they were surprisingly given very little assignments, how they were caught sleeping during history class, and other similar stuff.

Dating Jaemin has been a little difficult these days, especially since he’s an idol now. Being an idol demands so much of his time that most days, these few minutes of walking from the classroom to his van is the only chance she has to talk to him in person. However, Jaemin always does his best not to let that get in the way of their relationship. He always does his best to show her and make her feel how much he loves her, and he never fails to do so.

As soon as she saw the van a couple feet away from them, she tried to walk slower, making Jaemin look at her, confused. “Is something wrong?” Jaemin asked, moving his hand to hers, gently squeezing it. “Nothing.” She looked up at him and gave him a reassuring smile but Jaemin didn’t buy it. He stopped in his tracks and so did Haneul, making her smile stretch even wider. “You’re trying to stall aren’t you?” He raised an eyebrow at her and she bit her lip. He caught her and they both knew it. He gave her a warm smile as he cupped her cheeks, looking into her eyes. “You don’t have to worry. I have the day off.” He murmured, pulling her closer to him to plant a soft kiss on her forehead causing the butterflies in her stomach to go crazy. He rested his forehead against hers and smiled. “Let’s go! I’m taking you out on a date.”

Jaemin brought her home first so that she can change into something more comfortable than a school uniform. She snuck him in their house, so he could also change his clothes comfortably. Her parents didn’t like the idea of her dating at all because they think it’s a distraction, but Haneul didn’t care. She already lost figure skating so, she’s definitely not gonna let them stop her from dating. Plus, she’s happier than she could ever be with Jaemin, and he feels the same way.

“So, what’s the agenda for today?” She asked him as she opened the door to her walk-in closet. “It’s a secret.” He said, resting his index finger against his puckered lips, winking at her. This usually gets Haneul all giddy and blushing but she was too excited to finally go on a date with Jaemin to even bother. “Jaemin! I need to know what to wear!” She whined, stomping a little which he found really cute. “You’re adorable.” He commented, giggling which caused you to whine even more. “Jaemin!” He apologized after calming down and told her to wear something warm since he plans on bringing her somewhere cold. She pointed to another door, just across her closet, and told him he can use the bathroom to change.

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 The van stopped in front of an ice cream place because according to Jaemin, they’re gonna need some sugar to energize themselves for the next thing he has planned for the two of them but they both know that’s not the real reason. He just wanted ice cream and she’s been raving about the place’s ice cream cake for a while now.

Jaemin ordered a slice of ice cream cake and two big scoops of dark chocolate ice cream in a cup. They were seated side by side in a booth by the corner, tasting what each other ordered. “Oh, wow! You’re right about their ice cream cake!” Jaemin exclaimed, licking the cake crumb on the corner of his lip, missing a spot. She giggled at the sight and wiped the bottom of his lips with her thumb. “You missed.” She muttered with a bright smile on her face. Jaemin just watched her run her thumb on his lip in awe. You’re so beautiful, I just wanna kiss you right now. He thought. She looked up at him and hummed. “Thanks. I want to kiss you too.” She blurted, biting her lip and blushing at her sudden outburst. She wasn’t usually that straightforward but for some reason, she felt confident. And with that said, Jaemin was taken aback at what just happened. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?” He rubbed the back of his neck and blushed. “Jaemin, just kiss me.” She giggled and he smiled warmly at her as his hand made its way to her cheek, gently caressing it.

His eyes focused on her lips, he leaned forward, slowly closing the gap between them until their lips meet. Jaemin and Haneul closed their eyes, enjoying the warm and fluttering feeling inside of them. It was just a quick peck on the lips but to them, it felt like time stopped. They broke the kiss and they were both flustered as they looked at each other’s eyes. “I love you.” He whispered to her, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re cheesy.” She snickered, resulting in a groan from Jaemin, who then threw his head back in frustration. She hugged his arm, laughing. “It’s okay! I like it!” She chirped but Jaemin just pouted cutely. “I love you too, Jaemin.” She rested her head on his shoulder. Hearing those words from her made Jaemin ecstatic, as if fireworks were exploding in his chest.

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 “Jaemin! Where are we?” She asked both curious and excited to see where he brought her this time because it was hard to tell, given that he blindfolded her in the car earlier. “Just give me a sec. Step here this time.” He was crouching and guiding her foot to the foot size chart on the floor and size 7 was a perfect fit.  “What are you even doing to my foot, Jaemin?” She laughed, still clueless at what’s happening around her. “A size seven and a size nine, please.” He asked the staff behind the counter who then nodded and disappeared in the rows of skating shoes.

“Jaemin, if you’re getting me shoes, at least let me see them!” she clutched his shirt and he just wrapped his arm around her waist. “It’s fine, Haneul. I’m sure you’ll love this pair.” He confidently said, watching the employee emerge from the corner, two pairs of skating shoes on hand. He guided Haneul to the nearest bench and told her to wait a bit. He took the shoes from the employee’s hands and he made his way back to her, getting on one knee. “I’ll put the shoes on you, okay? Let’s see if it fits. Tell me if doesn’t.” He said, carefully removing her sneakers and she nodded.

Boots. Platform boots. It felt like platform boots to her but there was something a little bit off but she couldn’t pin point it. It fit her foot perfectly, so that can’t be it. She cocked her head to the side. “Can I remove my blindfold now?” she asked. Jaemin chuckled, telling her to wait one more second and that he’ll be back. “What? Jaemin! Don’t leave me?!” she panicked a little but Jaemin only chuckled. He went to the lockers and locked their sneakers in the one they rented. He walked back to her and helped her stand up. “Okay, you can remove it now.” He sung, and she sighed in relief, pulling on the cloth wrapped around her eyes.

As soon as she was able to see, she only looked at his eyes, afraid that the shoes he bought would be super weird looking or something but he encouraged her to at least look to the side as he cocked his head to the left. She turned her head to the said direction and she gasped, immediately looking down their feet. They’re wearing ice skating shoes and they’re at a skating rink. “Jaemin! You know it’s been years since I last stepped on a skating rink!” She hissed at him, nervous about slipping and falling in front of everyone. “I know! And I remember you saying how much you miss skating so…” he smiled triumphantly. “Here we are!” He added, stretching his arms widely. She grabbed his collar and glared at him. “Na Jaemin!” She grumbled and he looked at her innocently. “I—I don’t think I can skate anymore.” She looked down, ashamed of her confession. Ashamed of herself. Remembering how she was once the best in her class at such a young age to this pathetic loser. Least to say, it was embarrassing.

He held her chin and made her look up at him. She looked at him with sad and apologetic eyes, but he looked at her lovingly. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you recall how to skate.” He smiled at her, showing his beautiful pearly whites. “I won’t let you fall on the ice. The only time I’ll let you fall is if you fall for me.” He grinned, simultaneously raising his eyebrows which made her laugh at his cheesiness. She let him guide her to the rink and he held her hand as she carefully stepped on the ice, her legs wobbling a little.

She firmly grasped Jaemin’s forearms, her knees bent together, slightly shaking as he effortlessly skated backwards, dragging her with him. He chuckled at the sight of her slightly panicking, and he stopped in the middle of the rink. “Okay. Stand straight, Haneul.” He instructed, still not letting go of her arms. She straightened her back but not her legs, giving Jaemin an awkward smile. “Straighten your legs too. I won’t let go of you until you tell me to, I promise.” He squeezed her hands to reassure her, letting her know she’s safe with him. Taking a deep breath, she slowly straightened her legs and looked at Jaemin, asking him what’s next. He calmly told her what to do as she intently listened and followed his instructions. His voice was soothing to her, helping her relax eventually, which made learning easier.

After a couple minutes of her almost falling but immediately being caught by Jaemin’s strong arms, she’s finally skating with him barely holding her at this point. “Okay, let go of me.” She excitedly suggested. He gradually let her go, watching her closely, ready to catch her if she starts slipping again or something.

She took a deep breath and started to glide gracefully around the rink, leaving Jaemin standing and watching her in awe. Her eyes twinkling, smile stretching from ear to ear, he looked at her like she was the only one in the skating rink. She looked extremely beautiful like this. She was happier than ever and he loved it. Maybe I should bring her skating more often. He thought.

She approached him and scraped the blades of her shoes to stop in front of him. “See? I haven’t even taught you how to stop, yet you remembered how to. And you perfectly executed it.” He gladly said, taking her hand and twirling her around. The sound of her laughter was like music to his ears. He pulled her into a hug and she rested her head on his shoulder. “I’m so proud of you, Haneul.” He whispered to her ear and she looked up at him. She was really happy to be skating again. She’s also happy at the fact that she’s being taught and supported by the person she loves the most. “Thank you, Jaemin.” She thanked him, planting a soft kiss on his lips before breaking away from the hug. Feeling excited like never before, she offered her hand to him. “Now, help me remember how to spin.” She asked, her huge smile never leaving her face.

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when Shinee, f(x), Snsd, Super Junior and Exo’s managers did a ‘Dream Girl’ dance cover  :)

* Exo is the blue one, Shinee with the red, SNSD with the all black, Super Junior with the white and f(x) with the black with orange stripes.(c)

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this was a whole look and im really frustrated this only lasted like 5 seconds

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always extra 😂

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Taeyong: Jisung, wake up!

Jisung: I’m not sleeping I’m dead. Leave flowers and get out.

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Something Only You Knew: Part 2 / Jungwoo+Ten X You (Smut)

PART 1

Sitting on the living room floor, furiously typing on your laptop with your eyebrows furrowed, Jungwoo gave your shoulders a light squeeze. “Babe, take a break first, yeah?” He asked softly but maybe it was too soft because you didn’t respond. “Babe?” He asked again, his voice slightly louder, but all he heard was the cackling of your keyboard. “Y/n!” He shook you and you finally stopped typing. “Yes, sweetie?” You turn around to look at him pouting at you. “You’ve been ignoring me.” He huffed. You got off the floor to sit beside him on the couch and wrap your arms around him, gently resting your chin on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, Zeus. I’m just really stressed because this paper is due this Friday.” You explained. “But babe, it’s only Tuesday.” He said, showing you his phone with the two of you as his wallpaper, making you smile. “But I need to have at least 25 pages. I still have 12 pages to go.” You sighed, pulling him closer to you and closing your eyes. “That’s why I told you to take a break first.” He murmured. You nodded and hummed in reply.

Jungwoo gently removed your arms around him and he scooted to the end of the couch. “Here, use my lap as your pillow. Take a short nap.” He suggested, giving you his ever so angelic smile, making you blush. You settle on his lap and stretch on the couch. “We’ve been dating for almost a year now and you still blush at my smiles. You’re so cute!” He commented, chuckling softly as he brushes your hair away from your eyes. You looked at him and puckered your lips, asking for a kiss, which he happily gave you. He struggled to bend like that so you met him halfway, raising your head a little, meeting his soft lips.

What started as an innocent kiss, ended up with you grabbing a handful of his soft hair, and him groping your ass. You bit his lip, making him moan softly. “Bedroom.” You moaned against the kiss, and you felt him smile. “No.” He gave you one last peck before breaking the kiss to help you sit up so that you can have a much more comfortable make out position. “But Ten is just in Kun’s room, waiting for him to come home because he said Kun has something to discuss with him.” You whispered, glancing at the hallway where the bedrooms are. “Even better.” He murmured to your neck, his breath tickling you a little. You noticed the slight change in his voice. It was lower than usual. “Oh my god, Jungwoo. You can’t be serious about letting Ten fuck me, are you?” You ask, getting ahold of Jungwoo’s arms and gently pushing him away from your neck so you can see his face. He raised an eyebrow at you. “Okay, then tell me straight up that you don’t want to have a threesome with him.” He said, placing his elbow on the backrest of the couch and resting his temple on his knuckles. He watched you with a grin on his face, knowing that you can’t say it.

“I fucking hate you.” You hissed as you crashed your lips against his, tugging on his collar to draw him closer to you as you slowly lie back down. His lips curled into a smile and his hands started to feel you up under your shirt, eventually finding the back of your bra and quickly unclasping it with one hand.  You broke the kiss, moving on to nibble on his earlobe, making him throw his head back, giving you access to his neck. You bit and sucked, leaving a trail of small dark marks on his neck as you went lower and lower, stopping by his collarbone. “Your shirt is on the way, Jungwoo.” You growled. You rarely growled so hearing you do that aroused Jungwoo a lot, and it showed. His breath hitched, his eyes practically undressing and ravaging you right now. Gone was the pure and soft Jungwoo that the world knows. He is now a sex god. Your god. Your Zeus.

Jungwoo sat back up to remove his shirt, revealing his amazing set of abs. You licked your lips, taking in the sight of your gorgeous boyfriend, who is positioned between your legs, looking down at you, topless and his sweat pants hanging dangerously low. “You can’t be the only one admiring the view, y/n.” Jungwoo chuckled darkly as he ripped your shirt open, surprising you. “Jungwoo! This shirt is expensive!” You blurted as you sat up a little to look at the damage he’s done but Jungwoo just slid the now ruined shirt off your shoulders then carrying on to removing your bra. “I can buy you ten of those.” He said, pushing you back to the couch. The ruined shirt was quickly forgotten as soon as you eyed his body in front of you. His hands rested on your hips as he just looked at your body. “You are so beautiful, y/n.” He remarked, admiring your body. “And you’re gorgeous, Jungwoo.” You replied, lightly tracing the outlines of his abs until your fingertips land on the waistband of his sweatpants. You saw a tent slowly form and you looked up at him, asking for permission to remove his pants, along with his boxers, and he nodded.

You carefully pulled his pants and boxers down and his semi hard cock sprung out. He watched you wrap your hand around his dick and start pumping, slowly making him harder every second. His hand snaked to your breast, massaging it. You bite your lip as you watched Jungwoo enjoy what you’re doing. His head thrown back, eyes closed. An idea crossed your mind so you stopped pumping, then proceeded on getting off the couch. “What do you think you’re doing?” Jungwoo’s eyes followed you as you kneeled before the couch. “Just something that popped in my mind. Now sit.” You commanded him and he was taken aback. He was always the one doing the ordering around, and you doing it to him infuriated him. As soon as he sat down comfortably, you reached for his cock but Jungwoo quickly grabbed your wrist. You looked at him, confused. “Use your mouth. Put your hands on your back.” He said, shoving your hand away. You put your hands behind you and you started working on his member.

You gave him a long lick starting from his balls going up to the tip of his cock, as you look into his eyes. You take the head of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue around, without breaking eye contact. “Fuck.” He hissed, biting his lip. You smirked as you took he rest of his shaft in your mouth, bobbing your head up and down. His hand found its way into your hair, grabbing ahold of it, keeping it out of your face so he can watch your lips glide up and down his long cock. “What the fuck?” You heard a voice from behind you. Ten. You tried to get up to look at Ten and explain but Jungwoo held your head in place, pushing your head further, forcing you to continue sucking him. You looked at him and saw a smirk on his face as he stared Ten down. “I, uhh, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see anything.” Ten stammered and he turned around to return to Kun’s room. “Ten.” Jungwoo called, his voice eerily stern, making Ten look back, surprised. He has never seen nor heard Jungwoo like this before.

Jungwoo told him to come closer, and he slowly walked towards us. While waiting for Ten, Jungwoo pushed your head further to his dick, causing you to gag as it hit the back of your throat. You continued deep throating him despite the gagging. From the corner of your eyes, you saw Ten’s feet stop beside you. Jungwoo pulled you by your hair, releasing his cock from your mouth, then he stood up. “Remove your shorts and panties, y/n. Then, I want you to sit on the couch.” He instructed as he walked, stopping behind Ten and leaning close to his ear, whispering for him to watch you and not take his eyes off of you. Ten gulped not just because he has to watch you get naked in front of him, but also because of the sudden authority Jungwoo has over him.

You stood up and pulled your shorts down with your panties, bending over to give the two men behind you an amazing view of your ass. Kicking your clothes to the side, you faced Ten, giving him a wink before taking a seat on the couch. A blush crept on Ten’s cheeks. “How come he’s still fully clothed, Jungwoo?” you asked him, without removing your sultry gaze at Ten. Jungwoo laughed, his voice deep, making Ten’s knees weak as he felt the younger male’s breath behind his ear. “We’ll get there, baby. Patience.” He hummed. His hands snaked around Ten’s waist and he stopped by his belt. “Touch yourself, y/n. Give us a show.” Jungwoo looked at you under his lashes, his lips extremely close to Ten’s neck. You cocked an eyebrow at him. “Not until you give me one too.” You replied, smirking at him. Jungwoo hummed, “I like that.” He said as he hastily flicked Ten’s earlobe with his tongue. Ten’s breath hitched, his eyes automatically closing. His reaction didn’t go unnoticed by Jungwoo, who deeply chuckled. He unbuttoned Ten’s shirt painfully slow while plants soft kisses on his neck. You spread your legs and traced your slit. “Ten.” You moaned, making him open his eyes and look at you. “Eyes on me, honey.” You smiled, biting your lip as you rubbed your clit for him and eventually fingering yourself.

With Ten’s shirt now on the floor, you admired his abs. It may not be as good as Jungwoo’s but it sure is nice to look at. Jungwoo is now harshly sucking and grazing his teeth against Ten’s neck, also groping his crotch over his pants. Seeing how Ten is struggling to watch you while Jungwoo does all that to him, you decided to help. You stood up and walked towards him, sucking on your finger that’s been soaked with your juices. “Taste me, Ten.” You purred before crashing your lips onto his. Ten moaned at the sudden contact, kissing you back, sucking the juices left on your lips, tasting you. His hands automatically grabbed your butt cheeks, giving them a tight squeeze. Jungwoo finally chose to end Ten’s misery by unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants. Ten’s member lightly hit your tummy when Jungwoo pulled his pants and boxers down. He grabbed a handful of Ten’s hair, pulling him away from you, breaking the kiss and leaving you wanting more. He let go of Ten’s hair just to pull him in by his nape for a heated kiss. You touched yourself, watching them bite and tug on each other’s lips, fighting for dominance.

Jungwoo broke the kiss and looked at you. “Kneel on the couch and bend over, babe.” He instructed and you immediately obeyed as he walked towards your direction, he then takes a seat on the end of the couch, watching you kneel and bend, resting your forearms on the backrest of the couch, giving Ten a nice view of your ass once again. Ten just stood there, ogling your very exposed behind, making Jungwoo chuckle. “Well? My girlfriend is waiting, Ten.” He sung, cocking his head to the side. “You’re letting me fuck her?” He cautiously asked and Jungwoo nodded in reply. “Any way you want. Though I’d suggest you be rough on her. She loves that.” He looked at you and winked, making you even wetter. “Alright then.” Ten said, as he approached you. “Just don’t hesitate to tell me if I’m being too rough.” He told you and you nodded, licking your lips as you anticipate his next move.

The tip of his cock poked your entrance, making you sigh in pleasure. You wanted to be fucked already, and you want it bad. Ten slid his finger along your slit, starting from your clit. “You’re so wet already, y/n. Have you been waiting for this?” He asked. “Just fuck me, Ten!” You cried out, and Ten harshly slapped your butt cheek, squeezing it hard after. “You don’t get to order me around either, y/n!” He roared, and that turned you on so much, you’re practically dripping now. “I’m sorry.” You mumbled, earning you yet another equally harsh slap, but on the other cheek this time. “That’s sir for you, y/n.” He corrected you and you apologized again, making sure you called him sir. You glanced at Jungwoo who’s slowly pumping himself as he watches you being dominated by Ten.

Ten rubbed your clit, inserting a finger not long after. Every pump sent shivers up and down your spine. You close your eyes and throw your head back. “Sir, please, please, please just fuck me.” You begged and he slid his finger out of you. “How do you want me to fuck you, baby girl?” Ten’s torso rested on your back, his hand sneaked its way to your clit, furiously rubbing it, making you squirm under his touch. “Fuck me senseless, sir.” You whisper. “Please.” You added and he chuckled. Positioning his member to your entrance, you prepared yourself, expecting him to just ram it inside of you but you were taken by surprise when he slid his dick inside of you torturously slow. “For the love of God, Ten! Just give it to me!” You growled, making him grab your hair and harshly pull it as he brutally slammed his dick into you. He was supposed to scold you but the way your pussy hugged his shaft was glorious. He grabbed your hip so that he can roughly thrust in and out of you with a steady pace.

A string of obscenities and moans left your lips every time he thrusts back into you, hitting that spot that makes you weak. You felt your high coming and you asked Ten to choke you and he obliged. “Fuck, you’re so hot, y/n.” he grunted as his hands wrapped around your neck, holding it tight. His thrusts became faster and harder, and soon enough, you came. Your knees were weak and your legs are shaking. The only thing keeping you in that position was Ten. He thrusted into you a few more times before immediately pulling out to release his hot seed on your back. He kissed your shoulder and whispered, “fuck, that was incredible. I hope I didn’t hurt you.” You gave him a weak smile. “You didn’t. You did great, Ten.” You assured him and he let go of you, plopping on the other end of the couch. Your legs collapsed but Jungwoo caught you. “We’re not yet done, princess.” He sung to your ear, giving you a bunch of soft kisses starting from your jaw to your lips. “Ride me.” He said as he positioned himself between your legs.

“Jungwoo, my legs are too weak.” You complained and Jungwoo looked at you, concerned. “Do you still want to do it? Because we can stop if you want to rest.” He looked into your eyes and caressed your cheek. “I still want to do it but I don’t think I’d be able to ride you properly.” You explain, resting your forehead against his. “It’s alright. I can do all the moving.” He smiled and so did you. “Well then. Fuck me harder than Ten did, babe. Wreck me.” You breathed out and Jungwoo’s lustful self is back. “Anything for you, princess.” He said as he ruthlessly thrusted in and out of you, not even giving you time to adjust and process what’s happening. He grabbed and massaged your ass, guiding you up and down his shaft. “I can’t believe you’re ignoring that beautiful set of breasts in front of you, Jungwoo. I’m disappointed.” Ten commented, reaching out to pinch and pull your nipple. “Bite and suck her nipples, Jungwoo.” Ten said with authority and Jungwoo followed suit. He bit and sucked, hard. On your chest, around your breasts, your nipples. Not leaving anything unmarked.

He pulled you by your nape to give you a passionate kiss, muffling your screams and moans. “I’m close, baby.” He grunted against the kiss and you tried to tell him you’re also about to cum but you only managed to let out a whimper. Jungwoo started to thrust you like crazy, losing his tempo and sending you to overdrive. You both broke the kiss to throw your heads back, eyes rolling to the back of your heads. You scream each other’s names, along with some curses under your breaths, over and over until you both reach your orgasms. You planted a kiss on his forehead, then on his nose, and ultimately on his lips. Jungwoo pulled out of you and helped you sit between him and Ten on the couch. “Well that was wonderful.” Jungwoo commented, panting, still trying to catch his breath. “And tiring.” You added as you rest your head on the back of the couch.

“Cleaning the couch will be a bitch. I’m glad I don’t live here.” Ten stood up, laughing. “Come on. Let’s wash up before Kun gets back.” He offered his hand to you and you took it. He jerked you towards him and your body crashed against his. Wrapping his arm around your waist, he kissed the corner of your lips. “Maybe we can do this again some other time.” He winked, making your cheeks flush. “Can you stop flirting with my girlfriend, hyung?” Jungwoo whined, hugging you from behind, sandwiching you between them. “I’m sorry. Your girlfriend is just too hot. You’re a lucky man.” He replied. “I know. And you’re lucky I let you have a piece of her ‘fine ass’.” Jungwoo emphasized the last two words, referencing the time Ten said that to you, which was last week. “You what?! What the…?” A voice butted in and your heads turned to the direction where it came from. Kun. He just got back. “Okay, I’ll step outside for maybe 10 minutes and when I get back, you guys better be decent and I’ll pretend I didn’t see nor hear anything.” He said, immediately leaving the dorm with a beet red face.

“Well, I’m gonna go wash up. Feel free to join.” Ten announced, shuffling his feet, going towards the bathroom. You looked at Jungwoo and he’s grinning at you. “Jungwoo, wha—“ you trailed off your sentence when you realize what his grin means. “Oh no. No, no, no.” You shook your head, covering your agape mouth and slowly backing off. You pointed at him, glaring, and sternly said, “for fuck’s sake, Jungwoo! We are NOT having a foursome with Kun!”

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Chittaprrr?! / Ten X You (Oneshot | Smut, Comedy)

It’s been a while since you last saw your boyfriend in person. He’s been busy with schedules and he went to the States for a few days but today, he’s finally granted a weekend off and he just texted you that he’s now on his way to your apartment. You quickly styled yourself to look effortlessly pretty for him then you went to the kitchen to prepare a quick dinner for the both of you, thinking he’s probably hungry.

A couple minutes passed and you’ve finished plating the Philly cheesesteak omelette. After placing it on the dining table, you walked back into the kitchen to grab plates and utensils to set on the table prettily before lighting the small candle in the middle of the table. You were about to put the lighter back in the kitchen drawer, when the doorbell rang. You leave the lighter on the counter and hurriedly made your way to the door to open it, revealing a smiling Ten with a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a paper bag in the other. “Hi!” He chirped, extending his hand, giving you the flowers. “Thanks, oppa. Come in.” You said, opening the door wider so he can enter.

You filled the vase with some water then placed the pretty flowers in it, displaying it prettily on the living room table as Ten prepared whatever was in the paper bag he brought in the kitchen. As you turned around, you were greeted by Ten, holding a small chocolate cake with a small lit candle in the middle. You chuckled. “What’s this for?” You asked, slowly walking closer to him. “I just wanted to celebrate finally being with you again.” He sheepishly said and you felt your heart melt at his sweetness. “Aww, Ten.” You cooed and looked at the cake, then back at him. “Let’s blow together?” You suggested and he nodded. One. Two. Three. And the candle’s flame was out. You smiled at each other, then Ten kissed your lips softly before asking you to come and eat with him.

Both of you finished the omelette pretty quickly. You were right about Ten being hungry because he ate almost all of it in an instant. You were now sharing the cake as he told you stories about his trip to L.A., laughing at almost every story. By the time you finished the cake, Ten started to feel a little horny and he did not hesitate to let you know. “Babe, can we clean this up later, instead?” He asked, hugging you from behind, his hands travelling around your body and his lips leaving butterfly kisses on your neck and shoulders, making you chuckle at his eagerness. “At least let me put these in the sink, Ten.” You said and he whined in return. “Okay but be quick. I’ll wait for you in the bedroom.” He giggled and slowly let you go. You thanked him and gave him a quick peck before going to the kitchen to place the dirty dishes in the sink.

“Hmm, baby, you’re so fucking hot.” He murmured against your neck, his breath tickling you slightly in a good way, making you arch your back a little. He left a trail of wet kisses as he made his way down, stopping by your breasts to take a nipple in his mouth and the other between his thumb and index finger, pinching and pulling, eliciting soft moans from you. His mouth moved to your other nipple, nibbling and sucking, while his hand travelled to your soaking wet pussy.  He hummed, smiling against your skin, your nipple between his teeth, when he felt how wet you are for him. He flicked your nipple with his tongue before going back up to face you. “You’re so wet, babe.” He remarked as he slowly slid his fingers along your slit, collecting your juices. “It was hard not to touch myself while waiting for you, but I managed.” You smiled, biting your lips as you bucked your hips towards Ten’s hand. “Hmm, impatient, aren’t we?” He raised an eyebrow, softly chuckling. “Just fuck me, Ten! I’ve been horny for the past few months!” You whined and he shut you up with a kiss. “Okay. Let’s just go straight to fucking then?” He inquired and you groaned. “Just slam your dick inside of me right now, Te—“ He cut you off by hastily entering you, making you gasp out loud. “Oh, fuck, babe you feel so good around my cock.” Ten grunted, head thrown back with his eyes close, giving you slow but deep thrusts. 

Ten gradually picked up his pace, thrusting faster and slamming harder into you. You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer to you, as you arch your back and your eyes roll back due to the pleasure. Skins slapping and moans filled your room. “Yes, Chittaphon! Right there! Fuck! Chittaprrr!” You moaned, your tongue accidentally slipping making both of you abruptly stop. “Did you just say chittaprrr? Like, the horse from NCT Life?” Ten asked, covering his mouth to stifle a laugh. “I didn’t know you were into that weird stuff, but since I love you—“ He said but you quickly interrupted him. “Ten! No! For fuck’s sake, my tongue just slipped!” You playfully hit his shoulder, and you both erupted in laughter. “Why did you even call me by my full name?” He asked, still laughing out loud. “I don’t know! Can we please just let this go?” You argued, attempting to look annoyed but failing to hold your laughter in. “I’m sorry, babe but I can’t.” He wheezed, wiping a tear from the corner of his eye. “Do you not like being called Chittaphon in bed?” You innocently asked. “What?! No!” Ten said, still laughing as he pulled out of you. “Oh my god, babe. This will be a great story to share to the boys.” He said, panting, trying to catch his breath as he finally stopped laughing with you. “Ten! No! Don’t tell them!” You whined and he just hugged you, nuzzling his cheek on the top of your head. “Sure, sure.” He nonchalantly replied, chuckling as you kept whining.

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i’m fucking exhausted 

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Communication Is Key / Doyoung X You (Oneshot)

YOUR P.O.V.

 “Will you stop doing that?!” Doyoung slammed his hand on the table, irritated. “What? What did I do this time?” I asked, not even surprised any more. He’s been super antsy ever since he arrived here in my apartment and I don’t even know why. He was already fuming when he arrived so I didn’t really ask him what was wrong. Instead, I tried comforting him only to be pushed away, so I gave him some space but I didn’t leave the room. I’m just keeping my distance just in case he finally wants to talk. I sighed. “That! You keep sighing for the past couple minutes and it’s annoying!” He complained and I snapped. “If my breathing annoys you so much, I might as well leave.” I stood up and went to my bedroom.

I lay down my bed and sighed. What is up with him? I was trying to be a nice girlfriend and all I get is his rudeness. Way to go, Doyoung. I groaned, fishing out my phone from my back pocket but it slipped from my hand so it landed somewhere under my bed and for the millionth time, I sighed. The upper half of my body hung by the edge of the bed as I looked for my phone under but something else caught my eye. It was Doyoung’s infamous Vroom Vroom Talk Show microphone. And it was broken. Could this be the reason he’s being like that? That’s so childish! But I love him so I decided to get up and get dressed.

“I’m going out for a bit, oppa. Just gonna buy something from the mall and get some fresh air.” I announced while I put on my boots by the door. “Yeah, sure.” He nonchalantly answered without looking up from whatever he’s doing on his laptop. I rolled my eyes and left him alone in my apartment.

I’ve scoured the whole shopping mall and I can’t find the stupid toy. I am frustrated, tired, and hungry so I stopped by a fast food chain for a quick bite. As I was eating, I checked NCT discussion boards in hopes of finding a comment about where I can possibly buy the microphone. There were a few comments that stated where they bought theirs but most of it were malls from a city far from me so I kept looking. I am so close to giving up when I finally landed on a comment which says there’s a pretty famous toy store near me that sells the microphone so I quickly got up and ran out of the mall.

Upon entering the said store, I approached a female employee nearby. “Excuse me? Do you happen to know NCT?” I asked and she smiled at me. “You’re also looking for the microphone toy?” She inquired. Wow, my boyfriend’s lame talk show is popular. I gave her a shy smile and nodded. “I’m sorry, ma’am but we just ran out of stock a little earlier. You can come back tomorrow.” She informed me. I was disappointed but hey, what can I do? I guess I’ll just go back home and think of something else.

I thanked the employee, my shoulders slumped, and I dragged my feet towards the exit. “Uh, miss? Do you want me to call and check the other branch nearby if they have stocks left?” She called out, probably noticing the change in my mood. I faced her and gave her a big smile. “If it’s not too much of a hassle for you then, yes.” She gestured and led me to the counter and I waited patiently as she walked around and called up the other branch.

She returned with the store’s brochure in her hand. “Sorry for making you wait.” She apologized and I told her it was alright. She said she called up a few branches nearby and only one of those still had stocks. She encircled the address of the said branch on the brochure and handed it to me. I thanked her profusely as she walked with me to the exit. “Fighting haeyadwae!” She said, making me laugh and tell her the same thing before leaving the store.

After hours of walking around, I finally found the store branch and hurriedly entered it. The employees greeted me by the door and I approached them. “Hi! Do any of you happen to know NCT?” I ask and one employee chimed in. “You must be from the other branch.” He smiled and I nodded. “We have reserved the microphone for you. Please come with me.” He said, leading me to the cashier. Thank god! Finally! I just want to go home and cuddle with Doyoung and I will be able to in an hour. If there’s not much traffic, that is. I paid for the toy and rushed out of the place, jogging towards the taxi bay.

As I wait for a taxi to arrive, I decided to check my phone for the time. Wow, time flies by so fast. I’ve been out for 5 hours already. There were also a few missed calls and messages from Doyoung, asking me where I am and that he’s not leaving until he sees me. A taxi arrived right before I hit send. Wanting to go home and cheer up Doyoung, I immediately entered the cab and told him my address, forgetting that I haven’t pressed the send button yet.

“I’m home!” I sung as I made my way to the living room. Doyoung stood up from the couch and glared at me, his hands on his hips. “Where did you go?” He asked and I opened my mouth to answer him but he didn’t give me the chance to. “Why didn’t you tell me you were going out?” This time, his voice had a hint of suspicion towards me. “What? Doyoung, I told you I was gonna go buy something and get some fresh air! You told me ‘yeah, sure’ without even looking up from whatever you were doing on your laptop.” I explained to him but he was obviously not buying it. “For 6 hours?! You went out for fresh air and to buy something for 6 hours?!” He started to raise his voice and his breathing got heavier. “The mall is just 15 minutes away from this apartment but it took you 6 hours to come back here?! Just tell me the truth, y/n!” I flinched at his words and his tone because he’s practically shouting at me right now. I gathered up my strength and raised my voice at him too. “What truth do you want?! I already told you, I went out for fresh—“

“That you’re cheating on me!” he interrupted.

“I’m what?!” I shrieked. How dare him. “Wow, Kim Doyoung. I dealt with your shitty attitude since this morning, I tried to comfort you, and I searched the city for this dumb shit just to make you feel better and this is what I get in return?!” I yelled at him, hurling the stupid gift wrapped toy towards him and he caught it mid-air. “You know what, Doyoung? I’m so tired of your bullshit. I’m leaving. You better be out of here when I return.” I said softly and ran out of my apartment, tears streaming down my face.

  DOYOUNG’S P.O.V.

 She slammed the door and I was left dumbfounded. I looked at the carefully wrapped box in my hands and read the card attached to it.

To: Bugs Bunny ♥

I noticed you’ve been in a very bad mood since this morning and I didn’t want to pry so I waited for you to open up to me as I tried comforting you but you just pushed me away. How rude. :( Then I found your vroom vroom talk show microphone under the bed and saw that it’s broken so I thought maybe buying you a new one would cheer you up again. This may not have the memories the other one had but you can make new memories with this one too! :) Cheer up, oppa. I love you so much!

P.S.: Your fans are wild. I went to a bunch of stores both inside and outside the mall for this and only one store had some stocks left. Your fans love you too! Keep up the good work, oppa. I’m always here to support you. ♥

I ripped the package open and it was a new microphone toy. The exact same brand and model as my infamous talk show microphone. “Fuck.” I cussed under my breath. I fucked up. I could’ve just opened up to her, like I always did, about my big fight with Taeyong hyung but no. I chose to be an asshole to her just because I wanted her to ask me first for a change. Like she always told me, “communication is key!”, and I fucking do the opposite. Great. I slump back down on the couch and sigh. “And she probably thinks I’m a childish asshole who’s been in a bad mood because of a god damned broken toy.” I chuckled to myself. “Stupid Doyoung.” I muttered.

  YOUR P.O.V.

 I thanked Kun for letting me hang out at their dorm to vent out and cry. “No worries! We’re always here for you. Jungwoo may not be as talkative as Lucas was but he cares about you too.” He gave me a reassuring smile and patted my back. “Our ears and arms are always open for you so never hesitate to come knocking on our door if you need anything.” He added and I hugged him, thanking him again for being so nice and also for walking me home. “I hope you and Doyoung fix this mess soon because Lucas ‘totally ships’ you guys.” He said, making air quotes as he imitated what Lucas said to you earlier. We both laughed and Kun told me to go inside and get some rest. I hugged him one last time and I told him to take care on his way home and he gave me two thumbs up.

I entered my apartment and all the lights were off. I guess Doyoung left already. I shrugged and left my boots by the shoe racks. I pressed the light switch and my home was flooded with light… and rose petals, apparently. “Huh.” I followed the trail of petals and I ended up in the dining room. The lights here were off but there was a lighted candle in the middle of the table and it was enough for me to see the surroundings and Doyoung who’s wearing a nicely fitted suit. “Hi.” I breathed out as I stare at him in awe. He’s so handsome. “Hi.” He replied, smiling sheepishly. Even when he’s just talking, it still sounds like music to my ears. He’s too perfect. I can’t stay mad at him. “Look, I want to apologize for what happened earlier.” He started. “No, Doyoung. I should’ve asked you what was wrong.” I walked around the table and straight into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down and he rested his forehead on mine as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “But I shouldn’t have been a jerk to you in the first place.” He whispered, looking into my eyes and I admired his. We stared at each other like that for a while, slowly swaying side to side to imaginary music until he decided to break the silence by apologizing to me again, explaining about the huge fight he had with Taeyong, and promising that he’ll never be like that to me again. “Communication is key, right?” he asked, smiling and I nodded, smiling back at him. “I love you.” He whispered. “I love you too.” I replied.

“I cooked us dinner. I hope you’re hungry.” He invited me to eat but I pulled him back. “Can we keep dancing for a bit first?” I looked up at him and he smiled softly. “Okay.” He kissed my forehead before humming a nice and relaxing tune, our eyes closed and our bodies pressed together as we danced and enjoyed the romantic moment.