#Nicholas Wang

[chiiyuuvv]

the stealer ★

roommate!nico 1k words

notes! nico is very cocky but gets shy in the end kekekeke... im so sane for him, uhh you have a girl bff that feeds into your delusionals. like one curse word but its only to describe something. also, first time doing all lowercase :)) it felt weird ngl but wtv ALSOO new post layout bc i don't like the old one anymore yayy

inspired by nicholas's recent live

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

“..and I swear he unbuttons his shirt on purpose,” you let out a breathy sigh, leaning your head against your bedroom wall to conceal your smile. it didn’t help that you could see your ridiculously hot roommate when you shut your eyes, visions of him walking around your shared apartment with peeks of his shirt visible, his bare arms exposed. you’d like to believe he was clueless of his actions, but the phone call with your best friend made you see things differently.

“he wants you so bad, girlie,” her teasing voice brings you back to your senses, an incoherent sound leaving your lips in denial as she laughs in return.

“we’re just roommates-”

“he doesn’t treat you like one,” your friend snaps. you could hear the shit eating grin plastered on her face as she goes about her weekly rant to prove how nicholas likes you more than a roommate. “he always finds excuses to sleep in your bed instead of his own-”

“my bed is probably comfier than his-”

“-and you always wake up cuddling,” she finishes her sentence despite getting cut off, “hm.. what did you say he does again?”

“okay.. I get it,” you plead, but to your dismay, she continues.

“no.. don’t leave yet,” your friend mimics nicholas’s hushed tone, his arms wrapped around your waist to pull you closer into his chest. 

“okay-”

“and do you see how the man looks at you?!” you hear her exclaim, endless sighs leaving your mouth in embarrassment. “he looks at you like you’re the only girl in his world – which you are. there's hearts in his eyes-”

“okay!!” you successfully shout over your friend, your ears shot red from her teasings. besides her giggles, the conversation pauses with a comfortable silence, your fingers mindlessly tugging at the blanket draped on your bed. “he loves to steal my heart at night,” you mumble as a joke. your friend snorts, breaking the placid quiet.

“okay, bye!!” you hurriedly end the call, slamming your phone on your bed in the process. you bury your head into your pillow to let out a scream, before promptly standing up and dusting off your pants, composing yourself. you can’t look like a maniac when dinners almost ready, heh.

“that reminds me.. last time, when we were talking, I heard kissing sounds?? maybe you could expla-”

grabbing and tucking your phone into your pocket, you open your door and exit out of your room. you would have beelined to the kitchen if it weren’t for nicholas standing nonchalantly beside your door, his head down as his hair covers his eyes. you would have shaken the thought of your roommate hearing you gag over him – as the bathroom was right beside your room – if it weren’t for the huge smirk glued to his face. you felt your heart drop. 

“so I can only steal your heart at night? why not during the day?” it finally happened; your worst nightmare came alive.

“I- oh my god!” you shout in disbelief, your hands over your ears to cancel out nicholas’s teasing sounds. “shut up, weirdo!” 

“weirdo?! how am I a weirdo?”

“why were you listening to my conversations, you weirdo?!”

“why were you shouting about your “super hot” roommate, you weirdo?!” nicholas playfully sticks out his tongue, still tension overtaking the living room. it’s like fumes were steaming out of your ears, anger at your brain for failing to come up with a response in a timely manner, and at the boy staring at you with a smug look. without thinking, you grab the nearest object within your reach, luckily a pillow, and launch it at your victim.

the outcome made you want to cry.

not only did nicholas dodge your attack, he grabbed your arm just as you were about to lose your balance, the impact causing him to fall back onto the couch with you straddled on his lap. 

his head lands on the cushions, nicholas’s neck on display as his adam's apple bobs to the rhythm of his laughter. oh, were you glad he was enjoying this, kitty punches arriving on his shoulder as you frown deeply. the boy keeps your hands on his shoulders when you're about to remove them, his own moving to rest on your thighs. 

“well, isn’t this all you ever dreamed of?” nicholas gives you one of his stupidly handsome smiles. 

“just forget about what I said,” you look down in defeat, a whine leaving your roommates lips.

“why?” 

“it’s embarrassin-” 

“cute.” nicholas corrects you, using his finger to lift your chin, brushing the hair away from your eyes. “it’s so stinking cute,” he whispers when your gaze locks. you notice how he glances at your lips ever so often, biting his own to hold him back. from what? “you know, what you said really upset me.”

“what did I say? I’m so sorry you felt uncomfor-”

“I can only steal your heart at night?” a sigh leaves your lips, in relief he wasn’t actually mad at anything you said, and in disappointment because he was using your words against you. “why not during the day?” nicholas repeats, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

“you don’t do anything heart throbbing during the day, I guess,” you shrug, knowing that was a massive lie.

“nu-uh,” he shakes his head before saying in a husky tone, “I can steal your heart anytime I want.” 

and it happened. 

nicholas lips pressed against yours, your hands tightening their hold on his shoulders. the loving strokes he gave your body didn’t help the swarms of butterflies fluttering in your stomach, the pads of his thumbs rubbing slow circles on your sides as he swallowed your gasps. his lips were languid against yours, the softness wanting you to melt. you could feel him smile as he broke the kiss, a huge grin painted on his face.

he was shy.

his eyes, which were in tiny crescents, avoided yours as he laughed. his ears were blood red, the color traveling to his neck. he looked so flustered. 

“kawaii~” he giggles under his breath. apparently you were pretty red from the kiss too, his hands intertwining with yours as he pecked the back of them, whispering to himself, “I can steal your heart anytime I want..”

︴bonus! somehow a drabble turned into 1k words.... heh. dude my husband yes he is my husband, yes i am delusional decided to go live when i was in school?? luckily i could still watch him as i worked and i heard him say "i can steal your heart whenever i want" and i went oh.. ohh. it also didnt help i felt so fluttery (?) at the time so i immediately opened a google doc and started typing 💀 honestly did not expect me to spend 4 hours ACTUALLY writing this instead of giving up. i need some w's in the chat pls

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[nakakitayumas]

NICHOLAS WANG Waterbomb Tokyo 240728

[b1mbodoll]

im sO looking forward to seeing you write again!! something thats been stuck in my head lately is shotgunning w nicholas 🫠🫠 the thought of a friendly little smoking session turning into a heated make out is making me SICK 😵‍💫😵‍💫 need to hump his thigh until im crying out of frustration tbh 🫣🫣 no bc putting into words how badly i want this man would create a new sin in the bible ngl

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pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader

warnings: drugs + dryhumping + dacryphilia

💌: ur brain is so yum, i’m sick!!! i love the thought of mean dom nicho so much 😞

okay but smoking for the first time with nicholas 😵‍💫 you’re a little clueless ‘nd coughs wrack your body, feeling embarrassed by how intently he’s watching you and shrinking under his gaze. but he’s not to be mean, it’s because he’s mesmerized by the sight of your lips wrapped around the blunt and how pretty you look, eyes glossy and a dopey little smile on your face as the weed affects you. and yeah, he feels a little bad so he decides to help you out, definitely for your benefit and absolutely not because he wants to kiss you.

“c’mere, pretty girl,” he says, seating you on his lap, placing a knee between your thighs. “let me help you.”

nicho takes the blunt from you, ashing it before taking a hit and placing a hand on your cheek, tapping your bottom lip with his thumb as a sign to get you to open up for him. “be a good girl ‘n make sure to inhale for me sweetheart.” he states, voice low and raspy.

he takes a hit and your eyes widen as his face comes impossibly close, blowing the smoke into your open mouth while you do your best to inhale, squeezing his shoulders in an attempt to ground yourself.

he does it a couple more times, taking pleasure in how flustered you look and the needier you get, biting back a smirk when you subconsciously grind back and forth on his thigh, quiet moans like music to his ears when his jeans catch your clit just right.

you’re so gone n so needy, you can’t stop tears from welling up in your eyes, peering up at nicholas through wet lashes with a sweet little pout adorning your face. he wants to help you out but he’s enjoying the show, flexing his thigh at times just to hear you gasp n moan, so close to reaching your orgasm but ‘s just not enough, unwillingly edging yourself the more you rut against him.

[nichoswag]

red roses. an &team nicholas smau

pairing brother’s friend!nicholas x female reader

warnings tooth rotting fluff, nicho is like down bad and so is reader, petnames such as princess, bubs + cutie, threw in a random pinterest image of a couple cuddling

playlist bloom - aqyila

note this is partially the result of my brain at 2 am and partially inspired by a gut wrenching fic i read that made me sad so i needed to recreate it my way😛 also, ignore the timestamps and dates, my app won’t let me edit them rip

[lovelyjuju]

𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐟!𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐬

bf!nicholas x reader

genre: fluff/crack – smau

warnings: none

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[slytherinshua]

RUBY OUT OF CONTROL

genre. fluff. brief angst(?). friends to lovers. steven universe au (post steven universe future by a few decades). nicholas is half-gem half-human like steven :D warnings. yn and nico arguing (before the fic starts). nico produces some fire accidentally. just two flustered friends in love with each other. not proofread. pairing. half ruby!nicholas x fem!human!reader. wc. 2k. request. no. a/n. this is the first fic i finished after sending out that google form, and this fic is for @chiiyuuvv !! i hope you enjoy it, i made it based on what you picked on the form <33 net. @kstrucknet

You had never really fought with Nicholas, at least, never like this. You’d been best friends for years since you met one Summer at an ice cream parlour when you were 16. It seemed like fate when you started talking and bonded immediately. He lived only 5 minutes away from your house with his dad, so seeing him every day started to become routine. 

He said he didn’t really have many friends, besides some gem buddies. You were his first human friend, but you didn’t find it unusual. Gems had assimilated to human society for a few decades since the infamous Crystal Gems created Little Homeworld. You’d had some fun conversations with a few introspective sapphires and a rambunctious peridot yourself. You were always curious to learn more about them, if you ever got the chance. 

Over the years, Nicholas learned everything about you, and you thought you knew everything about him too. You had never expected him to be hiding such a big secret as… this. He was half-gem himself. A rarity, even since the population of gems came to Earth. As far as you knew, there had only ever been one other; Steven Universe himself. 

It wasn’t the fact that he was a half gem that made you upset. You were always ready to accept Nicholas for whatever he was. But the fact that he hid it from you for so long had you confused, and regrettably, you had let your hurt emotions lash out at him. To make matters worse, in the heat of the moment, your feelings for him had slipped out in a messy spew of upset rambling. You weren’t ready for that— neither was Nico. The result? He hadn’t texted you in 3 days.

You were a bit scared to reach out, and too busy overthinking and beating yourself up about how you reacted to even think of how to make it up to him. He deserved better than his closest friend starting an argument when he was vulnerable. It was so easy to see now that he had probably been scared to tell you for years. Of course it was a sensitive topic; and now you had fucked it all up by making it about yourself. 

It was painstakingly clear now that you could put the pieces together. You were almost surprised you had never suspected him of being a gem before. You’d sometimes spotted over the years a hint of red peeking from under his hoodies or t-shirts. And you often wondered why he didn’t like swimming, or wouldn’t show off his muscles like other teenage boys. He was obviously in shape, you’d seen his arm muscles enough times to know that at least.

The red mark you always spotted wasn’t a birthmark, or skin irritation, or acne, but his gem. You felt so dumb for not putting the pieces together earlier, and even dumber for not being gentler with him. But, after the third day of stewing in your regrets and sorrows, you decided enough was enough. 

You were going to apologize to Nicholas at the very least, and hopefully, he would put the argument behind you (and forget about your stupid confession). You really didn’t want to lose your best friend after almost 8 years. You didn’t care about the secrets or even your feelings for him anymore. All that mattered was saving the friendship and seeing him again. 

So, you bravely walked out the front door and started the dreadful 5 minute walk to his house. You hoped he was home. Chances were high that he was. He had never been one to get outside on a Saturday morning when he could be lazing around in bed instead. When you knocked on the door to his house, his dad answered it. 

“Y/n… You looking for Nico?” He asked gently. He looked tired, and you were sure it wasn’t just because it was 9 am on a Saturday. You hoped you hadn’t hurt Nicholas that much…

You nodded, “Is he home?” You were surprised at your own ability to regulate your voice. Although you were seconds away from crying in reality, you tried not to show it to Mr. Wang.

“Of course, of course— he doesn’t go anywhere on a Saturday. I was hoping you’d stop by, actually. Nico’s been having a tough time for a few days; I was hoping you’d be able to cheer him up.” You tried not to get too disheartened by hearing that. You didn’t have the heart to tell Mr. Wang that you were the very reason he must have been having a hard time. He opened the door wider for you to step inside. When you did, you were met with the distinct smell of smoke. 

“Is something burning in the kitchen?” You asked immediately, assuming that your knock on the door had distracted Mr. Wang from cooking his morning breakfast or something.

“No, that’s just… Nicholas.” 

Your eyes widened in confusion, but Mr. Wang merely ushered you towards Nico’s room, backtracking to hand you a small fire extinguisher before allowing you to knock. You didn’t have time to ask why in the world you would need it, before he was knocking on the door for you and then disappearing to a different part of the house. You gulped nervously before forcing words from your throat. 

“H-hey, um, Nico? It’s me… If you don’t want to see me right now, that’s okay, but… I wanted to say I’m really sorry for the other day. I shouldn’t have reacted like that and—” 

The door swung open, and Nico’s dark eyes and red hair came into view. He was in a loose t-shirt, and you could notably see his gem poking up from the neckline. Now that you knew about it, you couldn’t help but stare at the shimmering jewel. You forced your eyes back up to meet his, though.

“—I hope I can make it up to you.” You finished quietly. 

Nicholas sucked in a breath, pulled you into the room by your wrist, and shut the door. Neither of you said a word, and you avoided eye contact with him or even looking at him, surveying the room as a distraction instead. 

“Are you aware your bed is… on fire?” You whispered, not sure whether to be alarmed or not about it. There was already so much else going wrong that a small flame in the room somehow wasn’t your biggest worry. Now the fire extinguisher that Mr. Wang had handed you made sense. 

“Uhm… yeah. Sorry about that.” He awkwardly patted out the flame with his hand, but soon another one sprouted. Flustered, he tried to smack them with his pillow, but as his face grew redder, the flames only grew.

“Is it from your gem?” You took a guess, fairly certain that the fire wasn’t of natural causes. 

“It happens when I’m… angry. Or flustered. Or when I can’t think.” He explained softly, a pain and confusion to his voice. He gave up on the flames, knowing that they wouldn’t catch on anything else in his room. 

“I see. Are you angry at me?” You asked, hoping it wasn’t the case, but with no justification to blame him if it was. You deserved it.

“No. I’m not. I don’t blame you for reacting like that. I was the one hiding something so big from you for so long. I think it’s just cause I’m overwhelmed. I can’t really get myself to stop thinking about 3 days ago.” 

“Me too.” 

“You meant it, right? That you like me?” He dared to maintain eye contact with you, anticipation and nerves bubbling in his chest. They manifested themselves as little puffs of smoke surrounding him. 

You were embarrassed that he asked about it right away. Part of you hoped he would forget you ever said anything, but you supposed there was no way to go back and unsay it. 

“I did mean it. I still do. I’m sorry for the way I reacted, but I promise it was sincere when I said that.” 

It was almost as if you could see the relief wash over Nicholas at your words. The room, which was quite hot when you came in, noticeably cooled in temperature, and the flames on the bed died down. 

“Thank you.” Was all he said, yet the emotion in his voice cut deep into your heart. He took a seat on the bed, and you followed suit. Soon, both of you were shoulder-to-shoulder, sitting in silence. But unlike when you first came in, it was a comfortable silence. A familiar silence. The kind that usually happened naturally whenever you spent time together. But still, something had shifted. There were still unanswered questions to get to— you were both waiting for who would be brave enough to address them first. You took your shot first.

“So… I assume you’re part ruby, right?” 

He nodded, “To be honest, I don’t know much about my gem. My dad tells me stuff about my mom sometimes, but I still feel disconnected from it. Rubies are pretty weak. They used to just be low-ranking soldiers for Homeworld. That’s the capital gem planet out there in space. I’m not sure why or how… I came to be. My dad won’t tell me much about that. He’s a little sensitive when it comes to the whole… self-sacrifice thing.” 

You nodded along to his explanation, all of it making a decent amount of sense for what you knew already about gems. 

“Can I see it? Do you mind?” 

Nicholas could see the sparkle in your eye, filled with curiosity and wonder. He smiled— he always loved your excitable fascination with new things. This reaction to his gem was one he infinitely preferred. He pulled the neckline of his shirt down a bit, revealing the entire gemstone. It was even prettier when you saw it up close. A dark rich red colour with glints of shimmer and sharp cut edges just below his collarbone. 

“Can I…?” You asked softly, hesitant to touch the gemstone without his approval. A cute flush of red covered his ears and cheeks and he nodded, eyes following your hand as it made gentle contact with the gem. He could feel his heart beating faster in his chest at the contact, his suppressed feelings for you growing to an uncontainable size. As if it was about to spill over. As if he was about to do something that he might regret. 

You looked so beautiful, admiring him and his gemstone like he was the most precious thing in the world. He had never felt precious, or like anyone cared about him in this way. His dad loved him, but he could feel how he missed his mother every time he looked at the ruby. Other gems found him unique, and naturally compared him to Steven, only to get disappointed once they realized he would never be as influential or powerful as the legendary diamond. 

But the way you looked at him was different. You didn’t see him as a replacement to his mom, or falling short of a living legend. You just saw him as Nicholas. Nothing more, nothing less. He was the same in your eyes; still your best friend, still the boy you had a massive crush on, still the most important person in your life. 

The feelings exploded, just as Nicholas feared, and a small spark lit under his hands, producing the smallest of flames.

“Oh my god—“ You laughed, eyes travelling down to the flame and then back up to his face, “Are you flustered right now?” You were smiling so fondly, giggles escaping past your lips in a hypnotising and beautiful way. He was frozen— all he could do was stare at you, his face turning a deeper shade of red as butterflies swarmed and his heart raced from your presence. 

And then he felt your lips kissing his cheek softly, and it broke him out of his trance. You still had that same smile on your face. A mix of adoration and amusement towards him. And there was a particular glint in your eyes, as if teasing him, telling him to make the move and kiss you properly. The chance was laid out right in front of him. Who was he to let it run away from him?

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[nichoswrld]

neighbor!nicholas x gn reader

warnings enemies to lovers, unprotected sex, angry sex, little foreplay

playlist pillowtalk - zayn

note requested here. this was really fun to write, i love the enemies to lovers trope!! i threw that in because it kinda just fits nicho so well, and maybe i got carried away a little. also, requests and hard hours are open!! don’t be shy, send an ask 🤗

thinking about neighbor!nicholas who you have a horrible first impression of. he’s rude, doesn’t welcome you or even say hi when you pass by him, and blasts music with heavy bass late at night.

neighbor!nicholas who’s door you knock on not once, not twice, but three times before he answers. it’s the middle of the night, and you just want him to turn his music down so you can sleep, as you have work in the morning.

neighbor!nicholas who answers the door in nothing but his shorts, annoyed at being disturbed in the middle of the night.

neighbor!nicholas who scoffs and nearly slams the door right in your face after you complain, but regardless you can hear the music get quieter as you go back into your apartment.

neighbor!nicholas who bangs on your door the next night with only a towel wrapped around his hips to ask if you used all the hot water, nearly yelling at you when you say you took a long shower to decompress from your long day at work.

neighbor!nicholas who is less than happy when you talk back to him, mentioning how he’s been inconsiderate with his music’s volume since you moved in.

neighbor!nicholas who stares at you as the tension builds, but just ends up slamming your front door and stomping back to his place, leaving you shocked and confused.

neighbor!nicholas who you pass by early the next morning on the way to your car, which is unusual for him because you’ve realized he often sleeps in until late in the day.

neighbor!nicholas who invites you for a drink at his place later to “settle your differences in a mature manner.”

neighbor!nicholas who has, as you realize as you walk into his place later, lit several scented candles and has led strip lights lining the walls of his whole apartment.

neighbor!nicholas who you’re still extremely frustrated with for causing you to miss out on several nights of good sleep, but you can’t deny he looks amazing in the dim purple lighting on the couch beside you.

neighbor!nicholas who sees you staring and teases you. “you want a photo?” “what?” “i can see you staring. i know i’m attractive, but you keep looking at me like you want to fuck me.”

neighbor!nicholas who knows exactly what he’s doing when his hand rests on your thigh as he leans forward to pour you more wine.

neighbor!nicholas who is less than surprised when you roughly grab him by his collar and smash your lips into his.

neighbor!nicholas who takes control of the kiss, forcing his tongue into your mouth and shoving you down on the couch so you’re laying beneath him.

neighbor!nicholas who sucks the sweet spot on your neck, surely leaving a mark before asking if you’re sure you want to go further.

neighbor!nicholas who throws you over his firm shoulder and carries you to his bed before climbing back on top of you to pull your clothes off.

neighbor nicholas who gives you a night to remember while “settling your differences.”

[evnne]

NICHOLAS 青嵐 (Aoarashi) Concept Photo

[restlesswritings]

&TEAM Reactions: You tell him he looks like a dad

A/N: I had to write this, dad Hyung Line does something to me 😩 Pairing: &TEAM Hyung Line x Pregnant Fem Reader Genre: Fluff Warnings: Cursing, Suggestive Masterlists: &TEAM KPOP JPOP

EJ

"Euijoo, can you help me? I can't reach the cups and I'm crav- or little one is craving some hot chocolate.." You say, more whine in your voice than intended, your hand falling to your very large bump as EJ comes into the kitchen, his eyes immediately finding yours as he smiles at you. "Of course baby, the blue one?" He asks before grabbing the hot chocolate. "Actually I'll make it for you." He says, helping you sit in one of the kitchen chairs before reaching up to the top shelf. You feel your chest flutter when you take in his profile as he grabs the cup, his eyebrows furrowing when he turns, seeing your eyes on him. "Everything okay?" EJ asks, letting out a nervous laugh, you smile, shaking your head as you make your way to him. "I don't know.. something about you today, you just look like a dad." You tell him, staring into his eyes. "I'm so lucky to be having your baby." You say, a wave of emotions flashes on his face before he smiles down at you, a tint of blush on his cheeks, causing a giggle to leave you. "Really? Y/N, you're so cute." He says, hands resting on your hips. "Seriously though, thank you for carrying our baby, you've made me so happy, I love you." He says, his hand making its way to your stomach, a gasp leaves him when he feels the baby's movement against his hand, causing you to smile. "I love you too." You say, smiling up at your boyfriend.

FUMA

You run your fingers through the sand, feeling butterflies along with the constant movement in your stomach as your eyes follow your boyfriend, who is currently playing ball with the younger members, a loving smile on your lips. "Maki! Yuma! Come eat!" You turn when you hear K holler for the two younger boys , smiling as you watch them run over to the picnic set up, letting out a small gasp when your eyes are covered. "Guess whooo.." Fuma says, holding back his laughter, earning a loud laugh from you as you lift your hand to his hand that's covering your eyes. "Maybe the most handsome daddy in the world?" You question as you turn around, coming face to face with him as he furrows his eyebrows at you, a nervous laugh leaving him. "Really?" He asks, gently helping you up to your feet, wiping the sand from your shorts. "Yeah, I was watching you with the boys and something about the way you look today just makes you look so much like a dad already and it's kind of driving me crazy!" You say with a laugh as you hold your swollen stomach. "Hm.. I wasn't expecting that but I like it." He says proudly, placing his hand over yours on your bump, looking into your eyes lovingly. "I love you." He says, kissing you gently. "I love you too." You whisper, leaning into him, letting out a happy sigh.

K

"Are you done eating, princess?" K asks in between bites, his eyes shifting from your food to you, eyebrows furrowing when he sees your eyes already on him, one of your hands rubbing your pregnant belly. "What?" He asks, a laugh subconsciously leaving his lips before taking a bite of food. "You just.. look more like a dad.... I don't know what it is.." You say with a laugh, a blush creeping onto your cheeks as you look at him. "Really?" K asks in between chewing. "Hm.." He mumbles, a smirk making its way to his face. "So, do you like that I look more like a dad?" He asks, eyes flickering up to yours, causing you to laugh. "Yes.. I do, I think you're sexier." You tell him, cheeks on fire as he laughs, one of his large hands making its way to rest on your prominent bump. "You do?" He asks, tongue poking out across his bottom lip. "What if I told you... I think you're sexy as hell pregnant with my baby." He says, pulling you onto his lap, causing you to let out a gasp. "Maybe I should show you just how sexy I think you are." He says playfully, kissing your neck earning a scoff from you. "Do you need a reminder of how this happened?" You ask, pointing at your stomach. "Hell yes!" K almost yells, earning a laugh from you, "Oh hush!" You say, playfully pushing his chest causing K to laugh before pulling you into a kiss.

Nicholas

"Nicholas..." You say to your boyfriend, eyes taking in his outfit as he walks over to you, a smile making its way onto his face. "Yes baby?" He asks, taking a seat next to you on the couch, his hand finding your knee, rubbing it gently as he looks over at you. "Everything okay?" He asks, eyes trailing from your face to your pregnant belly before meeting yours again when you nod. "Yes, everything's okay, I just like your outfit today... it has a dad vibe to it, I like it." You say, feeling your cheeks flush, causing Nicholas to smile as his hand that was rubbing your knee, moves to your cheek. "Awh baby, you like that I look like a dad?" He asks, a smirk on the corner of his lips. "Maybe I should dress like this more then." He added, pulling you into his arms, placing a kiss on your head. "I would really like that!" You say too excitedly, Nicholas' laughter fills the air, causing you to smile. "I think bean likes it too." You say, quickly grabbing his hand, placing it on your bump, his large hand almost covering your stomach, his eyebrows shooting up in awe when he feels the movement from your daughter. "Oh yeah, I'm definitely changing my entire wardrobe!" He says, causing you to laugh, a smile on your face as you look at him. "Seriously! Anything for my two favorite girls." Nicholas says, giving you a gentle kiss.

A/N: Thank you for reading! Requests always open!

[stay-mon-army]

Lazy Morning- Nicholas

Warning(s): None

Word count: 908 words

Pairing: Nicholas x gn!reader

Mornings have always been your least favorite part of the day. You don’t want to actively get out of your nice, warm, comfortable bed to start your busy, difficult days. The only person you knew who hated mornings more is your boyfriend, Nicholas. Nicholas is the epitome of a morning monster.

You had heard K and EJ joke once about how Nicholas would snap simply from being touched too early in the morning. You couldn’t disagree with them. Other than you, Nicholas wanted to see no one and nothing in the mornings.

Today is no exception. Last night, you had stayed up watching a movie and then playing video games with Nicholas, curled up in his bed against each other, enjoying the others warmth and touch. Those were your favorite evenings. Just the two of you, close and personal, doing nothing and everything all at once.

However, you had stayed up much too late, and you had to get up to go out with the other &team boys for a day out on the town since they were having their last day of freedom before the chaos of their debut. You had set an alarm, knowing that you would hate it in the morning, but you also were looking forward to spending the day with the boys. You had grown close to all of them over the process of &audition, and you knew that the debut would mean you don’t get to see them as often for a while.

As your phone on the night stand beeps aggressively, you groan, and you hear Nicholas behind you mirror the sound. You reach your hand over to grab your phone, having to tug against Nicholas, who has his arms around your waist in a near death grip. The only thing Nicholas hates more than getting up himself in the mornings is letting you get out of bed first when you spend the night.

You manage to tug the edge of your phone so it drops into your hand, allowing you to turn off the blaring noise. You put your phone down onto the mattress and settle back into Nicholas’ arms for a moment, your eyes closed at the warmth from his body and the blanket cocooning you both from the chilly air outside.

You felt him nuzzle his face into your back and you can tell automatically that it’s going to be a difficult morning. He mumbles something into your back as you shift, and you chuckle. Yep, he’s not going to want to get up.

You turn onto your back, allowing Nicholas to shift so he has his head pressed into the crook between your shoulder and your neck. His arms are still squeezing your waist like he knows that you want to get up, but he doesn’t want to.

You reach up a hand to pass it through his messy hair, smoothing down the unruly strands as he hums into your neck, tickling you with the vibration. You break out into a grin, turning your head to press your lips against him forehead, kissing him.

“Please don’t make me get up.” He whispers into your shoulder, his arms tightening and his face pressing closer to you. His voice was raspy and soft from sleep, and you squeeze your eyes closed at the sweet sound. He truly was too adorable sometimes.

“You know I love staying in bed with you, but we promised the boys we’d go shopping with them today. It’s your last free day before debuting as the next big group; do you really want to spend it in bed instead of enjoying a little downtime with everyone?” You try to reason, your heart only half in it. Like you said earlier, you love hanging with the boys, but Nicholas really was like a warm teddy bear, complete with kisses, cuddles, and head pets.

“Yes. I do really want to spend it in bed with you rather than with the boys, doing mindlessly interesting things and making an absolute mess. They’re so loud and they’ll take all your attention away from me.” You could practically hear him pouting into your neck.

“Baby, I mean it, I promised the boys, so we have to spend a little time with them today. But I promise to you that I will find a reason to get us both curled up in this bed early so we can have plenty of time to just cuddle and enjoy each other’s company.” At this, Nicholas lifts his head, finally meeting your eyes. A smile pulls up the corners of his lips and his eyes shine with glee; somehow you know that Nicholas goaded you into making that promise - he wanted you to say exactly that, and he knew exactly what to do to make you say it.

You can’t even be mad as the smile that slides across his face inches in to slot against yours, giving you a gentle kiss. You close your eyes, taking in the feeling of his lips, the smell of the boy you love and the clean sheets around you, the distant sound of the boys beginning to wake and wander around the dorm. Finally, you pull away, smiling along with the boy wrapped around you.

“Can we sleep in tomorrow?” He asks, pouting at you with a pushed out bottom lip, batting his eyes at you playfully in a way you can’t turn down.

“Of course.”

[chiiyuuvv]

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down bad!nicholas 1.5k words

notes! inspired by song linked in 'notes!' "i'll admit that i'm scared / 'cause i've never really cared as much as this / it's worth the risk" screamed nico so ofc i had to write about it. warning!! this is very delusional, read at your own risk

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“ta.. da..” nicholas pops out of his hiding place once he hears the rooftop double doors creak open. the huge grin plastered on his face shrinks to a shy smile, suddenly self-conscious now that you were in front of him. “hi..” he mumbles, the back of his neck suddenly itchy from embarrassment. 

“hi,” you breath out in shock, your eyes darting past flustered nicholas to scan the deck he decorated just for you. it seemed unlike his character to put so much care in an objective, a picnic blanket placed in the center of the area with pillows surrounding the perimeter. a speaker was placed to the far left of you, soft rnb echoing from the device. there wasn’t a need for any lights, the cloudless stars being your source to see. 

“do you like it?” nicholas’s voice releases the breath you didn’t even know you were holding, his chest pressed against your back as he drapes his arms around your waist. “i, um.. put a lot of time into it,” his deep chuckle rings in your ear, his chin resting on your shoulder. 

“why?” you turn in his embrace, your eyes widening at the lack of space between you. nicholas looks down at you as you look up, the sparkle in his stare brighter than any star in the sky. if you examine closely, the tips of his ears match his hair, the small smile still adoring his features. 

“you know..” he starts off timid, his voice small as his shoulders do a little shrug. “i just wanted to.. say thank you, for everything,” the way his voice trails off suggests there were more to his reasons, but for now, you nod in acknowledgement at his heartwarming gesture. 

“you didn’t have to,” your voice was as small as his as you pressed your head against his chest. he takes it as a sign to bring you closer, his fresh scent invading your nose.

“i had too,” he defends. you could only chuckle at how persistent the boy was being, especially after the incident. you always found it to be no big deal, unable to realize how much you changed the boys' world.

nicholas was upset.

the joyful cheers of your friends and their video games fade into nothing once the male prances past the living room and into his room, slamming his door with frustration. the commotion makes harua jump in his seat, you and taki sending worrisome looks at each other. “don’t mind him,” euijoo chimes, placing his controller on his lap as he shakes his head. “he just needs some space. anyways, who’s up for another round of mario kart?!” and just like that, the happy energy resumes like nothing happened. 

maybe it was your stubborn attitude telling you to do something after euijoo told you not to, but you found yourself in front of nicholas’s door moments after the boys passed out from their gaming.

“go away,” his voice was raspy compared to the soft knocks on his door.

“i brought some strawberries,” you squeak, still determined to make the male open the door. “i’m sorry if i’m being annoying, i just want to make sure you’re oka–” the door swung open before you could finish your sentence, hair covering nicholas’s sharp eyes as he looked down at you like you were some type of pest.

“if i take the food, would you leave me alone?” he sounded irritated, his words straight to the point.

“actually,” you give an awkward smile, “can i come in?”

nicholas was stressed.

“i feel like i’ve been trapped inside a box filled with impossible accomplishments, yet i have no one to turn to when i need help,” nicholas mutters, his head placed comfortably on your lap. you hum in response, giving him the opportunity to rant his heart out as your fingers comb his hair. “it feels so hard doing everything by myself.”

“who says you’re by yourself?” nicholas perks up at your words, your hands still in his hair as you give him a reassuring smile. “i’m sorry you feel so imprisoned, nico,” you begin, your hand sliding down to cup his cheek. your thumb rubs the skin. “it may not feel like a lot, but you have me to support you.”

“oh,” he breathes, shocked by your words. “thanks.”

nicholas was in love.

“are you good?” you turn your head to the boy in question, your elbow resting against the diner table. nicholas turns to face you with a smirk, jokingly raising an eyebrow. 

“what, i can’t laugh at what my own best friend is saying?” he teases, suddenly glad you were sitting on the same side so he could itch closer to your body. his heart skips a beat when you lean even closer, your noses centimeters from each other. 

“not when our nico sounds so cute!” yudai, the friend you forgot was accompanying you chimes. he leans his chin into his hands on the other side of the table, nicholas snapping his head to the older in annoyance.

“i’m not cute,” he nags, sending yudai a look. the boy only winks in return.

“yeah, you’re right!” you defend, playfully furrowing your brows at yudai as you wrap your arm around nicholas’s shoulder, bringing him closer to you. “you’re my cutie,” you giggle, pinching the boys cheek. unline how he reacted to yudai, nicholas keeps quiet, clearly flustered by your words. 

“but i’m wrong when i say the exact same thing,” yudai bellows, raising his hands in defeat. “favoritism!!” he says, loud enough to get looks from across the restaurant.

…

“you’ve put so much time and effort into me, the very least i can say is thank you,” you appreciated his words, but deep down you knew there was something more to nicholas’s actions. especially since he’s been acting so differently around you. the way his eyes linger onto yours, how his lovesick smiles appear as soon as you enter a room. he makes you feel warm inside, like you were so special to him. 

“you’re welcome but,” you stop to chuckle in disbelief, “no one sets up an entire date to show how grateful they are, nico. seriously, what’s all of this about? you’ve been acting so weird lately,” your fingers trace his jawline as you speak, determined to pry his mind apart.

“because i..” he stops to catch his breath, his heartbeat speeding up when he looks into your eyes. a hand lets go of your waist to interlock the fingers on his face, placing light pecks on the tips. “i’ve never felt like this before,” the boy finally opens up, squeezing your hand. “i never felt so carefree, so loved. you’ve taken me in like i was yours to begin with, you’ve been so sweet, so soft, so inviting. i can be myself without receiving any judgement, i can feel upset without having to be guilty about it. y/n, you help me realize that..”

“that?” you tilt your head, tears welling up at nicholas’s precious words. the boy keeps quiet, his nervousness getting the better of him. he feels as if he doesn’t deserve one drop of your undivided attention. you were an angel that flew from heaven who constantly put a smile on an unorganized guy like him. you had a life, yet you put it on pause to help regulate nicholas. all those late night calls filled with encouragement when you could have turned off your phone and went to bed, he didn’t know what it was that made him worthy of you. you were too good for him. 

he must do something to show how much he appreciates you, right? even if that meant rehearsing his confession for hours in front of a mirror after he got home from work, or turning his rooftop into something you’ve always dreamt about. although he was scared, he still thought you were worth the risk.

his eyes stay glued to yours as you stand in the tense silence. his heart speeds up again because god, you were so pretty. he hates that he’s come to this realization now. in a swift movement, his hands let go of your body to gently cup your cheeks, lifting your chin so now he had a straight shot at your lips. 

he licks his own in anticipation, your presence making his mind go blank, your soft breath erasing all the doubts in his head. he lets out a sigh before connecting your lips in a feverishly slow pace, his figure being sent to a world of bliss as your mouths move against each others. he starts to feel dizzy when you grip his shirt, pulling him closer like you were going to lose him if you didn’t. words couldn’t never express the amount of love you had for each other. 

letting go of your lips, his hands circle around your waist again, ducking his head to kiss the salty tears from your face. if it weren’t for your soft giggle, you would have heard the boy sniffle. he pushes your foreheads together, closing his eyes in bliss.

“you’re the only one who understands.”

︴bonus! kinda got carried away, anyways i hope you enjoyed hehe

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nicho calling you "princess" while he fucks away your virginity😵‍💫😵‍💫

pairings: nicholas wang x f! reader

warnings: blood + virginity + creampies + corruption + fingering + pregnancy + praise + dacryphilia

💌: i got this as soon as i opened the app and i think its a sign to elaborate on this :3

nicholas is the sweetest bf you could ever ask for ☹️ treats you so nicely n never tries to overstep ur boundaries when it comes to sex. but he’s so desperate to fuck your pussy open for the first time he cant stop himself from flippin’ ur skirt up n rubbing ur clit through your panties

“feels good doesnt it, pretty?” his voice is so raspy, deep and laced with arousal, makes you unable to do anything but grab his wrist n fuck yourself on his fingers.

when he makes you cum ur nearly crying from the pleasure, body jerking as he talks you through your orgasm.

“that’s it, sweet girl. so good f’me,” he doesnt stop his fingers for a second, just pulls ur panties to the side before swiping at your hole, collecting your juices n sucking them into his mouth.

his perverted actions make you moan n he cant help but ask, “can i fuck you, baby? promise i’ll make you feel so good.” the desperation in his voice is so clear n you agree because the thought of him impaling you on his fat length is too good to pass up.

“please fill me up nicho! want you t’knock me up ‘nd use my virgin pussy.” you pout as you beg him to make you feel good, cunt dripping when he glides his cock between your pussylips.

nicholas coats his cock in your wetness, slipping inside inch by inch, being careful not to hurt you too much but the pain only serves to makes you clench around his, whimpering loudly when he bullies his way past your hymen, blood trickling down his shaft and even his balls.

“takin’ my dick so well, princess dont cry, promise you’ll feel even better soon.” your boyfriend wipes away your tears as he continues to pound your hole, his hips moving sloppily as his orgasm approaches and he empties himself deep inside of you, his cockhead hitting your cervix.

[nichoswag]

cigarettes and moonlight . wang yixiang (nicholas)

pairing: best friend!nicholas x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of cigarettes (duh), nicho smokes, reader yells at nicho, members and reader all live together, implied minor age gap (both are still adults), cursing, kissing, fluff, ending is really sappy 🙃

song rec: moonlight - chase atlantic

synopsis: even though you're mad at nicholas because he just won't stop smoking, he looks really good under the moonlight

it feels like hours you've been trying to fall asleep on the bottom bunk. you can hear your bunkmate taki snoring loudly from above, and maki and harua are also fast asleep in the other bunk bed.

you get up as quietly as you can and make your way through the dark house. as you slide open the glass side door and step out into the night, you notice a silhouette sitting at the edge of the porch.

"hey stranger," you grin at him as he turns around until the smell and sight of what you're witnessing hits you and your lungs fill with rage.

there, sitting on the edge of the porch dangling his legs off the side, is your best friend nicholas, and in his hand is a lit cigarette.

"oh, you bitch," you mutter, half playfully and half out of anger. "how many goddamn times do i have to tell you not to smoke?! that shit kills you!"

his face shows the expression of a deer caught in headlights. he smiles sheepishly and runs his free hand through his hair.

you take a second to get a good look at him. his hair looks messy as if he'd also been trying to fall asleep, and the top two buttons of his satin night shirt are undone. his face seems to glow in the moonlight and his chocolate orbs almost sparkle. his lips look puffy, almost kissable-

you shake your head roughly and focus on the lecture you're about to give him. snatching the cigarette from him and putting it out on the floor of the porch, you take a seat next to him.

you decide against lecturing him, mainly because you can't look him in the eyes without them wandering towards his unbuttoned shirt. "if this happens again, i won't show mercy. i'll be going straight to kei."

"i'm sorry," he says, just like every other time you've caught him. "i really won't do it again this time. just... i couldn't sleep, and euijoo and fuma hyung were knocked out so i didn't wanna bother them but i got bored and-"

you take his hand in yours and he stops talking, his mouth agape. "it's okay. i'm not really mad. i just wish you'd stop doing it before you get addicted. i really would hate to see you suffer."

he looks at you, and you swear you see something flicker in his eyes briefly, before he faces forward again, pulling your head down to rest on his shoulder.

you both just stay there for a while before you realize something. "hey," you back off his shoulder snd scowl at him. "give me the box."

"box?" he asks, feigning innocence.

you glare harder. "the box of cigarettes," you grumble through gritted teeth.

he chuckles and pulls it out of his pocket. "oh, this? you're gonna have to pay a small price if you want it."

you sigh. "nicho, i'm not playing games with you. hand it over!" you grasp at it, but he pulls it out of your reach.

"come on, it's just a small price." he grins at you in a way that makes you wanna punch him in the face (lovingly ofc).

you groan. "fine."

he turns his head so you get a perfect view of his side profile. then, he taps his cheek.

"oh hell no," you growl.

"come on! just once." he pleads with his eyes.

you sigh. "you're such a big baby." you lean in to peck his cheek, but he turns his face towards you right as you do.

your lips land directly on his. you back off him with a gasp. "hey!"

he smiles widely, placing the box down next to you. "there you go."

he's still staring at you as you look back up. "fuck it," you mutter, leaning in to kiss him again.

he smells like cigarettes but his mouth tastes like mint gum. one of his hands slides up to hold your face as the other snakes around your waist. you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling him in closer.

as you pull away, you realize you've stained his lips with the strawberry lip gloss you forgot to take off before bed.

you giggle as you wipe it off his mouth with the sleeve of your (his) stolen hoodie.

"i like you," he confesses, "like, a lot."

you smile and lean into his shoulder again. "me too, yixi. i like you a lot too."

you hear shuffling and giggling behind you. "finally!" someone squeals.

you launch the pack of cigarettes at them.

[lovelyjuju]

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭’𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 - 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐢𝐱𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠

bestfriend!nicholas x fem!reader

genre: childhood friends to lovers (?), fluff i guess?

warnings: none

word count: ~1.2k

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nicholas had been by your side ever since you could remember. from the beginning of your friendship, the first year of elementary school, it had been the two of you against the world. you had grown up together – being there through every broken bone, each other's bad hair phases, first crushes, and tons of trips. you knew nicholas like the back of your hand and vice versa, and there had never been a single secret between the two of you.

or so you thought.

in fact, nicholas had a secret. one that he had burried so deep that even he could have forgotten about it – if it wasn't so damn stubborn to always come back to the surface.

it all had started on one random afternoon during your high school years. it had been a warm day near the end of summer and you'd walked home together as usual, when suddenly nicholas realized how the sunlight reflected on your hair and made your eyes shine more brightly than usual – and he had felt a strange feeling bubbling up in his stomach.

at first, he had brushed it aside, but when he'd caught himself catching a glimpse of you more often than before, and the feeling came back each time you did so much as smile, he knew it hadn't just been sickness – he had a crush on you.

and it scared him, a lot. but it would go away, that's what he'd told himself. it was weird to crush on his best friend, but that's what could happen during puberty, right?

he ignored the feeling each time it dared to bubble up, forcing it right back down to where it had come from. to say that he was successful in doing so was rather far from the truth, but he figured it would just pass. it had to. there was no chance it wouldn't. and if it didn't leave alone, he'd mask it until he had forced it to leave. that was his resolve.

nicholas stood beside you through your first relationship, your first heartbreak, and your moving on. he'd also dated here and there, but he'd never really felt a connection, so it had never gotten serious with any of his dates. and just like he stood beside you through everything, you did the same for him. you watched as your best friend went in and out of talking stages, never really settling for anything more.

you thought it would stop after graduating from high school – after growing a bit older and a bit more mature, but nicholas didn't seem to change his habits. he never complained about it, either, not really seeming to search for a true connection with a partner.

"so, what's with the girl from the weekend?" you asked, as you were sitting together in your usual café, taking a sip from your drink and looking at him with genuine interest.

he just shrugged, bringing the straw of his own cup to his lips and taking a sip before replying, "didn't vibe," as nonchalant as ever.

you searched his eyes for something, anything, but sighed when you found nothing. "you know, nico, i think you should give her more time? she seemed genuinely nice. maybe you shouldn't shut people out after meeting them only once?"

he looked you in the eyes, and for a second, you could see the hint of something flashing through them, but before you could decipher what it meant, it was gone again.

"what's the point in a second date if i know from the start we don't match?" he asked, finishing his coffee while waiting for your answer.

you thought for some moments, but knew better than trying to convince him otherwise, so you just shrugged and mumbled a tiny, "you know best."

you sat in silence for some minutes, you finishing your coffee and nicholas mindlessly scrolling through his phone.

"i'll head to the bathroom and we can leave after, if you want?" you broke the short moment of silence, and nicholas nodded, following you with his eyes until you disappeared around the corner of the small room.

when you approached the table just moments later, you saw a girl standing next to nicholas, who was still seated. he had his back turned to you, looking up at the girl. you couldn't see his face, just the way he shortly shook his head, before she gave him a quick, understanding smile, and left.

you squinted your eyes in curiosity, sped up for the last steps and quickly sat down next to him again. "what was that?" you asked, causing nicholas to stir around, looking at you almost startled.

"next time maybe don't give me a heart attack," he frowned, but you only grinned back at him, pressing further, "you're not answering my question, nico."

he sighed yet another time, and you started to wonder when he'd picked up this habit. had he always sighed so much, or was he just more annoyed these days?

"it was nothing. she asked for my number and i said no," he said, making your eyes widen,

"are you out of your mind? she was insanely pretty and–"

"i didn't want to," he interrupted, his voice low and sharp, contrasting the soft-spoken nicholas you usually knew. he had always looked unapproachable until he smiled, but once you got closer to him, you realized he was just a big fluffball.

"geez, okay," you said defensively, "but why?"

"do i have to have a reason?" he asked, the tone of his voice almost irritated.

you furrowed your eyebrows. "i'm just saying. you never even settle for a second date, and now you declined one of the prettiest girls ever when she asked you for your number?"

nicholas shifted in his seat – he looked a bit more uncomfortable than usual, which drew your brows together even more. "you know you can talk to me if–" you started but he interrupted you wordlessly by shaking his head.

"i can't– i mean... there's nothing," he blurted out, biting the inside of his cheek slightly but just enough for you to notice.

"but... why are you never, i don't know, trying with them?" you pressed again, which made him tighten his jaw even more. he could taste the metallic flavor on his tongue from how hard he was biting his cheek, yet he didn't let loose.

"just stop asking," he replied, short and cold, but it only intrigued you more. it wasn't like him to not tell you if something was on his mind, and it was very much not like him to look so uncomfortable in front of you.

"look, nicholas. i just don't understand why–"

something inside him snapped. he didn't know what he was thinking, hell, if he was thinking even, when he leaned in and closed the distance between you, placing his soft lips on yours. your eyes widened, but you didn't pull back. before you could even process what had happened, nicholas pulled away, looking you in the eye, as he said,

"that's why."

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