#and a bit of.. jeno??

[wkbk33]

👯‍♀️💐 welcoming spring w fem versions

[neopuppy]

Johnny x neopuppy reunion 2025

too lazy to watermark and idc bc I see some of these circulating johnny accounts on twt once a month, my johnny for all of u to enjoy💚

didnt think I’d get to see Johnny again given how 127 has been going……glad to wrap this up with my first and last neo💚💚💚

AND YES JOHNNY IS MY FIRST AND LAST NEO, OFFICIALLY.

[calibali22]

Smoking with NCT Dream (reaction)

a/n: ayo I highk wasn't even gonna write today😭 but conversations with @andysorbit will get you typing a mile a minute ong, so thank you for enabling my impulsion fren🩷

warning: mature. mdni

Mark: Mark would be all sexy and chill which would make him even sexier. He would absolutely cuddle with you and let you sit on/straddle his lap- platonically or in a relationship, just know it's ending in you riding him. maybe another round in the shower..and he may wake you up with head in the middle of the night.

Renjun: This could actually be a solo thing where he smokes alone. He'd be so pent up from schedules and shenanigans that he relishes in being able to finally sit back on the sofa and have a little me time. Now that he's calm and relaxed, he's definitely jerking off. Mans isn't quiet about it either. If he's feeling a lil spicy he might even record himself a bit and send it to you.

Jeno: This guy would just already be head thrown back still smoking as you ride him. He would have one hand slapping and gripping your ass, telling you to go slow before he ditches the blunt to wrap both arms around you and fuck up into you. He'll probably get sleepy after a shower and will climb straight into bed cuddling flush up against you buck ass naked.

Haechan: Haechan. dear Lord, Haechan. This man would be manspreading on purpose, tilting his head back to blow out the smoke because he knows how much you like his neck. His hand placement would be oh so intentional as it rests on his crotch or just on his thigh right next to it- thumb rubbing back and forth over his semi hard on. He would either be very up front about wanting to fuck, or, he'd be so obviously faking obliviousness that you just end up begging for him and he gives in biting his lip saying "Princess if you wanted it so bad you just needed to ask."

Jaemin: One word. shotgun. It'd be an experimental thing but right as it happens, Jaemin would just stare at your face. studying you. His eyes are heavy as he gives you that growing smile where he's biting his lip and raises his eyebrows as if saying "you like that?" You will most likely end up giving him head after that.

Chenle: ngl this little shit may be full of mischief. He would spend the whole night spamming your phone with texts about how you're all scared and won't pull up. Until you do. Then he's biting his lip staring at you as you go off on him about bothering you. When you stop mid-rant to go on about him not listening, he interrupts you with a kiss and says "you make anger so hot" just to piss you off💀

Jisung: I feel like there would also be straddling with Jisung. He would kind of space out every now and then. All of a sudden his hands would glide over your ass and just grip it greedily, absentmindedly mumbling a "mine" when you let out a moan. Then as you sit back straight on him after placing the blunt and lighter on the table, one of his hands would slide up to your neck, lightly choking you- your own gripping the seam of his t-shirt. The vibes are just hella sensual not even gonna lie. He would re-adjust you to sit directly on his bulge, making you grind against it. The part that would make him snap is the whimper you release when he traces your lips with his tongue and adds a little pressure to your throat. After that he's pulling you into a deep and slow paced kiss led by him. You're not shy with the tongue and that just makes him grind back against you harder. Basically y'all cum from making out and dry humping lmao.

[traumainpyjamas]

NCT DREAM 'Best of Me' (Official Audio)

[jaeminvore]

he’s so annoying (affectionate) 😭

[home-of-the-ascended]

Lost, but Not Forgotten

The guild was quiet for the first time in a while. With the chaos erupting around the realm, whether from negligence or not, death and destruction was still a normal occurrence for the people. Lian has been doing her best to keep the majority of the common folk under control with promises of safety and shelter from the Abyssal threat, word spreading about a lost house was rejoining the Magistrate adding to this. Inara, Imani, and Furia have also been very active as of late, trying to help out the people in their own right. Everyone united to fight against an ever growing threat.

Everyone but the Ascended.

Zhin sighed, exhaling smoke from the pipe he’d sucked on. He watched it form into a feint cloud as it was carried away by the wind. The same wind that carried the smell of abyssal decay and corruption from a once beautiful mountain top. He frowned, his gaze absentmindedly on what used to be Ascension Peak. The mountain top was still aflame in that hellish purple, a reminder of what was lost. How many people died in the explosion? How many were left wandering around aimlessly, looking for a new life? Homelessness can drive one to do drastic things. Zhin knew this too well.

He snuffed out the pipe and retreated back inside his study. Sitting on his desk were a few stacks of papers, mostly just reports from his followers about the status of various locations. Ever since Lian’s sudden promotion to Head Magister, he’s asked his most trusted agents to keep tabs on her progress, this included wherever the Primus and her armies were sent to. With Talus training under Vatu, Zhin knows keeping the Ska’drin safe will help improve the overall look of the Thousand Hands, especially during this trial.

Other sheets were from folks with nowhere left to turn, applications to join the Thousand Hands Guild. They were already warned how dangerous and unforgiving the trials were, how they’ll throw away their life for a life of crime. All the warning signs were there for all to see. Yet some still crawl to their doorstep, begging on their hands and knees for a chance to do something. Anything. Zhin sank into his chair, pulling himself to the table and grabbed a feather pen.

He started off with the reports, reading through them thoroughly. Signed off, paper shifted, next page. Every now and again, his progress would pause by the occasional commotion or a knock at the door, but it was mostly unimpeded. The reconnaissance reports were finished within an hour and a half, nothing too crazy stood out aside from Khan’s usual antics. The attention moved to the recruitment papers. Many of which were denied through Zhin’s scrutiny, but he held onto some of the sheets. There were a few oddballs, some being Tau-Kor monks. Others were people who lost everything after Ascension Peak’s downfall.

Zhin sat back in his chair, running a hand through his tangled hair. He couldn’t allow those people to join his guild. Not because they weren’t cut out for that lifestyle, no, they were faithful to the Ascended. Or, were. These people must’ve lost faith in him, Zhin thought with a slight grimace. Why else would they try their luck here? It was rough, but he still had a job to do. The Tyrant straightened himself up and went back to finishing up the paperwork. Another 2 hours had passed before he could officially say he was finished for the time being. The moonlight pouring into the study was gentle to the eye, a reminder of how late it truly was for Zhin. He rose from his chair, cleaned up a bit, then heading out towards the kitchen.

Whilst heading there, Zhin was surprised to bump into Ying. He expected her to be sleeping, especially with how late it was. According to the elf, she and some of her illusions were running amuck trying to take care of some of the injured that woke up due to pain. The main reason she was still up was due to some tea she intended to make for Jenos to help him out, but got sidetracked when some folks began to complain. Already running herself ragged and the new day hasn’t even begin, Zhin shook his head. “You should try to rest, you’ll make yourself sick and join the rest of them if you let them.”

“But, there’s no one else here to help-” Zhin raised a hand, cutting her off silently.

“Please, go rest. You can tend to them when you’ve taken care of yourself. I’ll ask Buck and Shalin to help out in your place.”

Ying opened her mouth to argue, yawning as a result. She accepted her loss and began to make her way to the bedrooms, thanking Zhin in the process. He wished her a good night, watching her as she left. She was a kind soul, much too kind for someone like him. The pang of guilt he felt as she hovered into the shadows will be a constant reminder for him. He remained in place for another minute or two, making sure she wasn’t coming back before continuing towards the kitchen.

The Tyrant did stop by their makeshift hospital ward to check in on the folks there, true to Ying’s word, some of them were awake and in agony. He fetched clean gauze and bandages, disinfected and stitched up others, even using his sword to help cauterize some of the more severe injuries. When they finally began to calm down and, eventually, fell asleep, Zhin moved towards the kitchen. It was extremely late by the time he entered, grabbing a tea pot and a pair of cups. He searched the cabinets for a specific herbal blend he was taught, snagging it and tucking it away before swiftly retreating.

He made his way through the various hallways, being careful not to wake up anyone. Approaching his room, Zhin knocked on the door to announce his presence. After a few moments, the door opened and Zhin stepped inside, closing it with his foot. Setting the tea supplies onto a small table, he looked up and saw his temporary guest, Jenos, gazing outside. The god had definitely seen better days; he was wearing some clothes Zhin had outgrown, his hair laid limp against his body, the mask resting on a bedside table, and the orb he usually carries was no where to be seen. There were visible bandages loosely hanging off Jenos’ neck, old blood staining them. The Tyrant swallowed, somewhat uncomfortable.

“You’re…awake, for once.” Zhin started, keeping his voice hushed. Jenos didn’t look at him. “I do hope your wounds haven’t caused you too much pain, those wrappings will need to be replaced if you want to keep recovering…” Still no reaction, Zhin’s eyes shifting towards the bed subconsciously looking for any visible blood stains. He awkwardly began to change into something more comfy, seeing as the other wasn’t in the mood to talk. Jenos wasn’t usually a talker to begin with, it was pretty evident within the first week he was brought here.

The Ascended, along with panicked familiar faces, were brought to the Thousand Hands guild as a last ditch effort to get Omen off of Jenos’ ass. It worked so far, but Zhin fears it’ll only be a matter of time before the Abyss realizes where the god’s been hiding. Jenos was pretty fucked up when they brought him in, barely conscious enough to respond before feinting from blood loss. Buck looked ready to take on the Abyss himself for the damage that faction’s caused, Ying and Furia were doing all they could to keep Jenos alive while Shalin, Talus, and Koga scrambled to get a room ready for the god to rest in. Unsurprisingly they thought the best place for god to rest in was Zhin’s room, which was mildly annoying at first until the Tyrant learned to live with the decision.

It was a bit of whiplash seeing all these people here, especially after everything that’s happened between them all. Koga’s still bitter about his exile, Buck and Shalin give Zhin cold glares occasionally, Talus was getting along with Vatu surprisingly well, but Ying was the first to notice Zhin actively trying to help. It was almost painful to the man when she smiled at him for the first time in who knows how long. They were all working together under the same roof once more, for a different purpose this time. The Ascended’s life was in danger and they were the last line of defense.

A cough caught Zhin’s attention, he glanced over at the god and froze. Jenos’ pupil-less eyes were locked onto him, not so blinding in his current state. The Tyrant couldn’t help but meet his gaze, unable to try and brake eye contact. An agonizing minute of silence passes before the Ascended sighs, shifting his attention back towards the world outside the window. Zhin let out a long shaky breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Whatever Jenos wanted to say wasn’t important, he thought, reaching for the tea pot with a slight tremble in his hand.

Zhin grabbed the tea pot and was ready to begin to prepare the pot, but quickly excusing himself to leave temporarily due to forgetting the water. After returning, nearly spilling the water after a freak scream pierced the silence and causing a scare, the Tyrant returned to his room and set the pot up onto a metal frame. He lit his sword ablaze and propped it underneath the pot to boil the water as he added the herbal mix into it. After a while, the water began to boil, Zhin sheathed the weapon and poured them both a cup. Getting a whiff of the tea, the aroma was nice and soothing enough, Zhin hummed. It wasn’t his preferred flavor, but according to Buck, this was the blend Jenos usual made himself. He got up and went to hand Jenos the first cup.

“I don’t know if I made it exactly how you’d like it, but Buck told me this was your, er, favorite blend?” He was genuinely surprised when Jenos took the cup and gave it a taste. His heart sank when the other furrowed his brows. A scowl. “Do…you not like it?” Zhin asked, legitimately worried. He was trying to help the god feel better, why was this so nerve wracking? His heart was racing and all he did was give Jenos bad tea! The Tyrant’s heart leapt into his throat when those eyes were locked onto him again. He could see the god trying to think about his words, considering the circumstances, but it still worried him.

“…try not to hold the sword so close to the pot next time.” Jenos’ voice was unlike the voice Zhin was used to hearing. It was powerful and resonant, with different tones, you couldn’t really hear what the god sounded like before ascending. But now? He definitely sounded mortal, the god’s true voice. The Tyrant didn’t even process what he’d said until a few seconds passed.

“…OH, oh. Ok, yeah, right I’ll get it better next time. Sorry…is, is it not-”

“I’ll drink it, just cook it slower next time. These herbs need time to sit in the water before it becomes a boil.”

Zhin gave a nod, he should’ve listened to Buck when he offered to teach him how to properly brew this tea. He heard a soft chuckle and saw the faintest smile on Jenos’ face before he went back to looking outside, taking another drink. “I think I was wrong about you Zhin. You may have been a Tyrant in the past, but you’re actively changing your fate in a more positive light.” Jenos’s comment caught him off guard. The god continued, “I do appreciate all you and the Guild are doing for my followers, they deserve better than what I can do for them currently. Though, I also apologize for being stationed in your private chamber for the time being.” Zhin batted a hand, downing his cup entirely before setting it aside.

“Oh please, it’s nothing. My people were already deployed to look over your followers and the mountain, some of the monks paid quite nicely for our protective services. It’s a shame it wasn’t enough to prevent, well, that.” Zhin gestured to the ruined mountain. He knew his words meant very little to the god, but it seemed Jenos appreciated hearing the truth. “We’ll do what we can to help, really, it’ll just take a lot of time. Hopefully Lian doesn’t fuck around and cause more issues, we’ve got more than plenty on our plate.”

“…thank you, Zhin Aico…” Zhin barely reacted in time, catching Jenos just before he fell off the bed. Zhin immediately checked him for any issues and found the god was running a fever. The Tyrant tucked Jenos back into his bed, sprinting to the closest water source with a cloth. He came back swiftly, putting the cold rag on the God’s forehead and unwrapping the bloodied bandages around his neck to clean the wounds. Some of the wounds had reopened due to the head movements, Zhin figured as he disinfected and wrapped Jenos’ neck in new wrappings. He sank to the floor, nearly knocking over the tea pot stand. He closed his eyes, the exhaustion finally catching up to him. Jenos can have the bed to himself tonight, Zhin thought with a smile before finally falling asleep.

[strrykais]

kais apology in advance...

i apologize for the amount of content that's about to come out today........ my team, my crew, my babies, all of yall will never be starved! my little galaxies will shine so bright!!

kai at work when she should be working but shes writing for her team, her crew!

[raibebe]

He’s so fucking dreamy

[justalildumpling]

and what if i said that i accidentally started writing another jeno smau😐

[sluttyten]

Yuta and Yuto hanging out is simply one of my favorite things

[jishyucks]

was practically blackout drunk yesterday and I was making my friends put hyuck fancams and videos on the tv 🧍🏻‍♀️

[b1mbodoll]

trying to finish up matthew n taerae hc’s but my bong is calling my name… and who am i to deny her 🩷

[ambivartence]

also honestly if i had your mobile header, i wouldn’t change it even in 10 years bc MY GOD LOOK AT THAT!! not only is it literally the most beautiful work of art, it’s also just such a good jeno pose. AND THAT HAIRRRRRR!!!)

oh question! what’s your fav jeno look?

cause mine’s always black haired jeno. but blue hair jeno from NCT 2020 has such a special place in my heart. like that hair agreed with him so well

JSFOSDKJLSLJF i haven't changed it for very good reason ! hehe also ur TASTE!!!! honestly black haired hot sauce era jeno is definitely up there as is nct 2020 blue jeno ! i think my ranking for hair colors is glitch mode pink jeno > hot sauce black hair jeno > navy/black undercut beatbox/kpop flex jeno > blue hair jeno > current white jeno > nct 2021 purple gray jeno > all other jeno colors :') in terms of general looks and styling my faves r when he matches his hoodie with his hair color, the hot sauce boring jalapeno look, and his recent TDS2 tour illegal outfit with his old longer black hair :]

[haetrack]

OKAYY ur list was good but id change pretzel for sos 🙂‍↕️ jisungs voice in pretzel send me in another dimension (jisung girlie here)

-🧬

PERSONALLY i believe pretzel doesn’t need to move from its space… sos enjoyers STAND UP

[fullsunstrawberry]

GIRL STAND UP—

but then i remember it’s haechan…

ugh toxic love haechan always has a place in my heart </3

halo 𖦹 haechan

pairing: non-idol!collegestudent!mean!haechan x afab!collegestudent!reader

summary: you know haechan is not good for you but you just keep coming back

warnings: mdni 18+ only, angst, hurt, barely any comfort, haechan is toxic and a liar and a manipulator, reader is :/ someone help them, sex scenes, cursing, mentions of drinking/smoking, name-calling (not the nice kind), this is a toxic relationship and if u relate to any of this pls remember help is out there! fiction ≠ reality, i do not believe he would act like this irl, he is just a character in my story.

♬⋆.˚ now playing .ᐟ 'halo' by cage the elephant

you knew i couldnt help myself i had to lay low

you never had trouble making friends, but after a while it felt like chore. mundane conversations made with strangers at school, your job, parties your best friend mark would drag you to occasionally. when you told mark you had the weekend off you knew you fucked up, he began to pled, almost getting on his knees to accompany him to this party 'the coolest people in class' were throwing was his words. you rolled your eyes saying 'i’ll think about it' that was wednesday and as friday crept closer you knew youd have to give him an answer soon.

drinking was never fun for you, always blacking out and throwing up somewhere, or worst, on someone, which mark and renjun would never let you live down. so, you became the designated driver, only when you felt like it. however, you still had fun hanging out with your friends drinking or not, mark never left you alone for too long and renjun would always dance with you when asked. you preferred seeing your friends outside of partying which was never a problem for anyone in your group, you wouldn't call yourself innocent, just someone who wanted a more calm environment.

'please come with me, it won't be fun without you' mark sat on the couch in your studio apartment. you stood opposite of him, right in front of the tv. rolling your eyes at him, he was looking around you trying to see his show playing. 'could you move?'

'could you be a little bit nicer? you're the one trying to get ME to do something' folding your arms you move to sit next to him. he sighed and threw his head up to look at the ceiling for a second, he turned off the tv and moved his body towards you. 'y/n would you please come with me to this party? I think there are a couple of people there who you would like actually…' he nudged you, 'jeno will be there, his friend is actually hosting it' you gave him a little smile at hearing your crushes name, but everyone liked jeno.

'hmm, while i don't think jeno would actually talk to me, i guess i have nothing else better to do with my time, just promise you wont leave me' you begged your best friend.

he smiled and took out his pinky finger, presenting it to you, 'i promise' you grabbed it with your own, sealing your fate for the weekend.

you hurried to get ready, opting for high-waisted jean shorts and a simple crop top, something cute to make you fit in, not to grab too much attention. mark was waiting for you on your couch, occasionally shouting out that you both needed to leave soon. finishing up your make up you told mark that you would meet him in the car. it was a deal that he would drive you both there and you would drive back, with him probably drunk and/or high. making your way downstairs and outside, saw him in the driver's seat, ready to take off. once you sat down he was already driving, 'why are we rushing? we actually have plenty of time to get there'

mark sighed, obviously nervous, “well I met these guys the other day and they seem really cool, i just don't want to blow it, you know?' you didnt 'i just want to be their friend, for all of us' you noticed how his knuckles were white gripping the steering wheel. in one of marks classes he was paired up with jeno, who was part of one of the most popular groups in the whole college, a group he wanted to be a part of, and when jeno invited him to a party he knew he couldn't fuck up his chances.

'mark, relax and just be yourself, i'm sure they'll like you. you're like the coolest person i know' you tried to reassure him. he rolled his shoulders back and loosened his grip, trying to clear his mind of anxiety, 'you know i'm nervous too' your words caught him off guard, 'the only person i'll probably know there is you, and maybe renjun if he shows up' he nodded realizing he wasn't the only one freaking out.

the car stopped outside of a little townhouse, you figured a couple of college guys lived there together, there was no way only one person could own something like that in a town so expensive. 'alright, i think this is chenle’s house' turns out only one guy did live there.

it was dark when you entered, and there was a lot of people already there. the music was alarmingly high, but if the person who lived here could afford it then they probably paid the neighbors not to mind too much for one night. you stood behind mark awkwardly, watching as he said hi’s to people you didn't know, he tried to introduce you to which you waved and gave a small introduction. that was until he found jeno along with some other guy, just the four of you in the small kitchen, it was unbearably hot and you wondered if they could see how red your cheeks were.

'y/n' mark started, you broke your gaze from the cherry cabinets and looked at your best friend, 'this is jeno and his friend haechan' you gave them a small small and wave trying to give your most confident ‘hi’. they were so cute, but your focus remained on jeno the most.

'it's nice to meet you, y/n' jeno said before his other friend could, who continued to stare at you, without another word the dark-haired male turned to your best friend, 'want to play beer pong?' you almost laughed telling him you'd come and watch later as mark turned to you for the okay.

when you came to watch them later (after asking multiple people where the table was for beer pong) you found it and mark was already chugging a beer with jeno by his side. giggling you told mark to slow down or he would be passed out within the next hour, jeno just smirked beside you, throwing his arms over the both of you as mark finished his drink. you stopped laughing as jeno yelled over the blaring music, 'we're just getting started my friends'. mark let out a laugh of his own which forced some laughter out of you, you looked from his face to across the table. you remembered him as jeno's friend, haechan, staring at you with pointed eyes and a thin lip, no hints of laughter.

'here drink this' mark said handing you a red cup with clear liquor swirling around, it smelled like alcohol and you grimaced but took it anyways, 'trust me, there's barely any vodka in there, it will help you wind down a little' annoyed by his statement you took a sip and closed your eyes, trying to keep it all down. he walked away to where jeno was, now sitting with a big group.

'not tasty enough? or would you prefer the wine worth hundreds of dollars we save only for goody-goody’s like you?' you turned at the unexpectant guest, raising your eyebrows at the comment. breath hitching in your throat finding jeno's friend, haechan, standing before you.

'excuse me?' you almost spit out the second sip you'd taken, not from the bitter taste but the way he spoke.

'you heard me, you don't have to drink it if you think you are too good for it' he lifted up his eyebrow in question, giving you a slight smirk.

his behavior confused you, but deciding to play along, 'it could be worse, but could be better' you said putting down the cup.

before you could leave, another man entered the room right behind haechan, he slapped his back, making the shorter man jump, 'sorry, he's an asshole'

you smiled in amusement and watched haechan turn to argue with the other boy, you left the room to find mark. you asked if he was ready to leave but he said something about the party just starting, rolling your eyes you asked if he could at least dance with you. he reluctantly agreed, getting up from the couch, he took your hand and led you to the dance floor. you had tried to get jeno's attention by sneaking looks at him, but obviously was a bad plan as he never took notice of your existence even in such a small place. you looked back at mark and to your surprise he wasn't there anymore but haechan, you stood ready to get away from him. he took your arm in his hand, “don't leave, let's dance” you hesitated, but to not make things awkward you agreed. trying to move along with the beat you felt him against you, getting closer. feeling his hot breath on your ear you shuddered, 'staring at jeno isn't going to make him want you… as if he would ever want anyone like you' turning towards him, he stared down at you like dry grass burning from the sun, you could tell something was up. before you could say anything else he grabbed your hips and turned so your back was now touching his front, he moved you along to the music. 'you think you're so innocent' he whispered, 'you should come upstairs with me, i can make you forget all about jeno' so that's what it was, you came to the conclusion that he was acting like this because he liked you(?) and was jealous. the puzzle was hard to put together in your mind, but before you could think another thought about it, the brown-haired boy was tugging you upstairs to an empty room.

it was dark and only the moonlight shone through the window, illuminating only small parts on his face. you noticed some moles and if the circumstances were different you'd comment on how cute they were. caught by surprise in a split second his lips were on yours, kissing you feverishly like his life depended on it, you tried to keep up with the speed, kissing him back almost instantly. he would move down to your neck and bite slightly making you gasp and moan, just as he said, making you forget all about jeno. you watched as his hand slid down your pants and into your underwear, you gasped as he played with you. suddenly embarrassed you hid your face in the crook of his neck, giving him little butterfly kisses as you tried to hold back your moans. 'do you like that?' he huffed in your ear, not stopping his movements. you nodded, whimpering as you tried to reach your high, 'use your words bitch' he hissed going slower to try and make you suffer.

'i like it' you muttered, he went back to his steady pace, going faster when he noticed your legs shaking a little, a couple seconds later you came on his fingers, coming down from your high you sighed and tried to catch your breath. he took his hand out of your pants and held his fingers in front of your face 'suck' he demanded.

'will you call me tomorrow?' you blurted, maybe he did like you and this was just his crazy way of getting your attention.

'no, now suck' he imposed. reluntantly you took his fingers in your mouth, cleaning yourself off of him. after you were done, he stood getting ready to leave you in the room, before opening the door he turned to you still sitting on the bed, 'i'll ask mark for your number'

he didn't call you the next day or the next week, you'd occasionally see him around campus, with his friend group, and sometimes even with mark. you didn't tell mark about what happened between the two of you at the party out of pure embarrassment. mark doesn't even remember leaving you on the dance floor, to begin with. you wanted to forget about haechan, and let him go, but there was something about that night the way he made you feel, uneasy but grounded at the same time. It was a feeling someone else would call you insane if you ever tried to explain it out loud.

just as you thought you were over it, a random text came through your phone on a lonely saturday night reading: 'it's haechan, wanna come over?' you knew you didn't have to go but you did anyways. getting in your car you clicked his address on your phone and drove straight to his apartment. he buzzed you into the building and you made your way upstairs, opting only to dress in sweats and a matching hoodie. he opened the door with a smile, something you weren't really used to seeing yet, but devilishly handsome none-the-less. he led you to his bedroom, a modest size. you moved to the end of the bed, playing with the strings on your hoodie, the air now becoming awkward. you felt a dip next to you and turned towards him, he leaned in for a kiss, much like the night a week ago. you silently complied, kissing him slowly.

he stopped halfway, 'why are you holding back? come on y/n don't act all innocent now, you were the one who asked me to text you,' you winced, he was right.

you faltered, trying not to look him in the eyes, 'i've never done anything like this before, like um… sex' the room felt big and you got smaller under his stare.

he let out a lifeless laugh, 'i'm going to ruin you' he said more to himself. the night ended with you in bed with him, nothing going further than foreplay as you told him you weren't ready yet, but he was willing to wait. haechan wanted to break your innocence, it became a mission to break your facade of someone who acted like they were too good for everyone around them, he knew that deep down you were no better than him.

'i like you y/n, but we can't be seen out together in public, you know mark is a part of our friend group somewhat, and if he finds out about us, i don't think he would like that too much, you know since he's your best friend and all' haechan explained as to why you couldn't tell anyone about your relationship, no way was he being sincere but you didn't have to know that.

you blushed 'I like you too, haechan' you took a mental note when your words made him smile, which just set your heart ablaze. 'yeah, i don't think mark would be too happy about us right now, maybe we should wait a while before we tell him' haechan smiled, getting you right where he wanted.

after a while, you left and went back home, giddy and feeling nothing but joy in your heart. a couple of nights a week it would be the same routine, haechan would call you to come over and you would end up in the same place, under him and in his bed. there was a handful of times you would go out to eat ramen at some random convenience stores outside of town, you never questioned him when he didn't hold your hand even when no one was around. sometimes he was sweet, cuddling into you in bed after an intimate moment or when he asked you if you wanted to stay and watch a movie. other times you'd get done in bed and he'd bluntly ask when you were leaving, you figured he was probably tired.

it didn't help that at times when you and mark would hang out with his new friend group, haechan would act like he never even knew you, but ‘it was for the best’ reminding yourself. it almost slipped to everyone while playing video games together and jeno was on your team, you both had gotten too invested in the game. hugging when you won and arms around you for comfort when you lost, to haehcan jeno was getting way too close for comfort. he continuously asked to switch partners, you thought it was cute, but it just made everyone confused as to why haechan wanted you as a partner so bad. your smile faltered when he answered 'she's terrible! obviously needs someone else to help her win, i think it should be me' his comment pushed a pin through your heart, so you didn't answer his call that night, but of course, you couldn't help yourself. after he texted continuously, trying to tell you it was the best way to get the others off of your backs and not to suspect anything, you agreed to go see him.

after months of back and forth with haechan, you were content with where you were with him. you were sitting in the library on campus one night, there were not a lot of students around, but it was a smaller school to begin with so at any given point there was never really anyone around. never being one to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, but when haechan's name was said multiple times between two girls sitting nearby, you just had to listen in. you couldn't make out exactly what they were saying but you stood up when you heard his name and the other girl squealing slightly when the other said 'texted'. before you could even think about it you walked to the end of their table, 'why are you texting my boyfriend?'

the girls were surprised by their sudden interruption of the conversation, turning to you with their mouths slightly agape. 'haechan? girlfriend? this can't be the same haechan we're talking about' she laughed. her statement just made you furious, you knew you were quiet with haechan but you trusted he wasn't talking to other girls. 'girl, stand up, he’ll fuck anything with two legs' the other girl said before turning back to speak with the other, ignoring you entirely. before leaving the second girl called out to you, 'sorry, he's an asshole!' you stomped outside, weight pulling you down as you heard that before, you called haechan with a heavy heart, explaining that you needed to come over.

once you made it to his place you started explaining 'that girls were talking about texting you' and that 'you trusted he would never do that'. he sighed, trying to get you to calm down, haechan guided you to sit on the couch in his living room, explaining slowly, 'first of all, we are not dating, i never asked you to be my girlfriend, second, i have not texted any other girls, they are probably just jealous, but you can not just go around and call us that to strangers!' he walked around in circles, pulling at his brown hair in frustration. you felt your heart break at his confession, how could you forget that he never asked you to be his girlfriend, so why would you go around and call him your boyfriend? you felt embarrassment and stupidity wash over you, it felt gross and sticky. standing up you walked to the door, he watched you take the knob in your hand, turning it, 'i understand' you left.

it was a week without haechan, and while you knew it was good for you, it felt so wrong. you hated it, trying your best to avoid him, yet he was the only thing you could think about. he tried calling you a couple times, and they would go unanswered, he texted you and everything. you ignored him as best as you could, it was until mark got involved. unbelievable, your best friend showed up at your door, saying he wanted to hang out and watch a movie and nonchalantly adding in the comment 'oh yeah, by the way, haechan asked me for you to call him'

you tried to act confused as to why, trying to get more information from mark, 'did he say why?'

mark looked just as confused as you did, 'no but he said it was important, he was kind of sad too, did you do anything to him?'

you scoffed, 'no i didnt, but i guess i should call him if it's that important' after mark left later that night you decided it would be now or never. you could never help yourself with haechan, no matter how bad you wanted to get away, he always found a way to pull you back in.

he picked up on the second ring, 'let me explain' you sighed and told him to go ahead, 'i didnt mean to upset you y/n, you see, i was going to ask you to be my girlfriend and i guess those girls had heard something around campus and got jealous'

you grew suspicious, 'what do you mean ‘heard something around campus’?'

'okay well i told jeno that we had been together for a couple of months and that i was planning on asking you, and i guess he told someone else. please y/n come over tonight and let me make it up to you'

you sighed… you really shouldn't, 'fine, ill be over in 10 minutes'

got so high, couldnt help myself. i lost my halo

'now mark still doesnt know about us, so you cant go around saying anything okay?' haechan was trying to convince you, as he peppered your neck in kisses, 'are you ready tonight?' he was desperate to get you to comply finally. he had been waiting months, usually, girls give it up way earlier but you took some breaking… love as haechan hated to call it. months of work just to break your innocence for him just to get some pussy. he would admit that he had fun trying to get you to bend at his every command, but when you ignored him it just made him want you more. he just couldn't help himself. it took him a lot of thinking but after this night, he wasn't done with you yet. He was so close and he wasn't going to stop now.

you sat infront of him, nervous at his question but you nodded, 'im ready' he gave you a devilish smile in return, planning to do something absolutely crazy to seal the deal. 'good, now just relax baby, i promise i'll make you feel good' you nodded, trusting him. after a while of kissing you got down on your knees in front of him, something you had done dozens of times. now it felt different, in the back of your mind you could hear the girl's voice from a week ago, 'stand up' you stared at his crotch, the bulge waiting for you. 'are you going to suck my dick or not?' he questioned, starting to become impatient, you looked up in a panic not realizing how much lost in thought you were. you unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants, 'come on baby, you remember just like last time, remember how good you made me feel?' this wasn't good for you, deep down you knew it, but no matter how much he slipped the knife under your skin, you couldn't help it, and there was no going back now. looking up into his brown eyes staring down you nodded.

after he finished, he was hard again almost immediately, ready for what he worked so hard to accomplish, finally breaking your image, it was so sweet he could get high just thinking about it. the way you had defended him from cheating even when those girls were right. the fact that he never wanted to be your boyfriend but couldn't stand the fact of you leaving him, he was fucking crazy and tonight he planned something even more fucked up so he always has a tight hold on you.

you sighed as you laid on your back, waiting for haechan to get ready, feeling nervous as you watched him roll the condom over his dick. he moved to the bed finally and climbed on top of you, 'are you sure about this?' he double-checked, hoping you wouldn't back out now. the excitement almost getting to the best of him as he lined up with your entrance. you nodded and shut your eyes as he slid inside. while it hurt so bad, you felt so full. without even telling him he started to move and that's when it felt better, so euphoric. he continued to pound into you, and all you could do was moan into his shoulder, your brain feeling like mush from everything feeling, your body going through the trails of fire. 'I love you' he whispered and you could barely comprehend the words, deep down you knew he was lying but this was too good to fuck up right now, all you could do was kiss him.

you couldn't help yourself. you'd come back every time.

i lost my halo

[jaeminvore]

one of my favorite sub-tropes is when one from the main pair denies their attraction to the other when it’s so damn obvious lmao