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“are you okay?” – mark lee x gn!reader

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blurb On Earth-127, Mark is an ordinary biomed major at Neo Culture Institute of Technology, but when he’s not studying for class, he’s out saving New York City as Spider-Man. The job is hard, but he manages it. It also doesn’t hurt that his new friend is just his type.

info not edited, no afab/fem mention, mainly gender neutral, no reader body shape mention, no use of y/n, swearing, non-idol au, college au, college student!mark, spiderman!mark (obvi), reader is assigned lactose intolerant. johnny & jaehyun as mark’s besties. mark & reader are 22 and johnny & jaehyun are 24. everyone else is 21. ft. jungwoo & 00 line of nct/riize as frat bros. loosely based off a combo of the mcu spider-man movies, ncit house, 200 music video, & superman ii

WARNINGS!!! SFW but MDNI 18+ blog, kinda suggestive but nothing explicit in this, swearing, mentions of almost dying, not proofread just pure free flowing thought, mention of vaping (not by mark or reader), & mention of consuming alcohol

wc: 7.8k

author’s note !! HAPPY belated MFING BIRTHDAY TO MY BEAUTIFUL BOYF MARK LEE. i meant to post this right after 200 came out, then for his birthday, and now it’s finally finished as an early birthday present for myself… this is very much self-indulgent.

a passion project if you will. i hope there are others that also have spider-mark brain rot. ESPECIALLY AFTER 200!!! it was bad before like in the ncit house video, but it’s even worse now. a real labor of love except everything i do is a labor of love because why would i write about something i’m not passionate about in my free time.

this is FICTION!!!!! everything is made up by me or inspired by the mcu spider-man movies, ncit house video, & mark’s 200 music video. the stuff written out is not meant to be a representation of the people, places, or ideas mentioned.

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Mark loves his job.

Nothing made him happier than donning the red and blue one-piece suit with the arachnoid symbol on the center of the chest and pulling down the matching mask. He was pretty proud of his sewing skills. Hopefully the elderly owner of the downtown fabric store never puts the puzzle pieces together.

He was still fairly new to being Spider-Man – only being bitten at the beginning of last semester and using the summer to work out the kinks – this spring semester would show his improvement.

His school schedule was class schedule was calm with classes only on Tuesday and Thursday in the morning and evening with the rest online. With the perfect amount of time throughout busy days to sneak away to patrol the city. The rest of the weekdays were dedicated to working at the college radio station. It allowed Mark to work around his own schedule as he could pre-record segments and cue up pre-made playlists.

The morning of the first day of the new semester was looking like an average day, helping civilians with minimal tasks like crossing busy streets and saving pets in trees.

Swinging to university was his favorite form of transportation as it was convenient but at the same time fun as sailing through the air was incomparable to any other experience. Mark landed on the roof of the old bell tower as he quickly changed into a pair of clothes he stashed in a hidden backpack on the ceiling ledge. Nothing too exciting, just a maroon tee, brown cargo pants, and black converse. He made quick work to stash his suit inside his backpack and slung it over his shoulder.

He walked down the spiral staircase as he put on his headphones and checked his phone.

apartment 721

johnny dude r u coming to shoot some hoops?

jaehyun are we playing basketball or should I skip for football practice?

mark be there in 5

Mark raced across the university lawn, passing unassuming students that would never know his secret. The early morning hours provided more security for his secret as most people around him were either too busy rushing to their 8 AM lecture or too tired from pulling another all-nighter.

When he reached the basketball courts, Mark tucked his bag in between Jaehyun’s massive athletic bag and Johnny’s decked out in pins and patches. The duo was goofing off with a basketball as they made obnoxious moves before shooting for the hoop.

“Hey guys, sorry I’m late.”

Johnny pauses as he turns toward his best friend before tossing the ball. Mark effortlessly catches it due to his built-up reflexes from stopping local crimes.

“Yo guess who finally decided to show up.” Johnny remarks as Mark makes a 3 pointer.

Jaehyun and Johnny both share a look as the former greets Mark, “You’ve gotten really good at basketball in a short amount of time… like crazy good.”

“Yeah man. You used to not be able to even get the ball in while standing still, but now you’re even better than Mr. Team Captain over here.”

Mark shrugs as he dribbles the ball, “I’m not even close to Jaehyun’s level, dude. He’s the best player.”

“Okay then go to the other side of the court and make it in.”

Mark looks at Johnny as Jaehyun chugs some water but gives in as he walks to the end of the court.

Mark is pretty sure that his sharp reflexes only work for short distances or when he’s out being Spider-Man, so the dare shouldn’t tip his best friends off. Mark dribbles the ball a bit before throwing the ball in the direction of the hoop.

Luckily, the ball goes over the hoop and proving to Johnny and Jaehyun that he still sucks at basketball, but unluckily almost hits a passerby.

You.

“Airball!”

You turn to the source of the noise as you let out a surprised yell as you duck to avoid the rouge basketball, falling to the ground and letting out a string of curses. Mark rushes over after his Spidey senses went off, shooting a ball of webs to knock it off its course of hitting you.

“Are you okay?”

You look up to see a concerned Mark as he helps you up, “Dude, I am so sorry. That could have ended really badly. Did you get hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?”

Johnny and Jaehyun follow Mark to check up on you as you stare at the 3 attractive men paying too much attention to you.

“I’m okay, really. I didn’t even get hit. Just was caught off guard.”

The trio are unconvinced as they inspect your arms and head. Mark is focused on checking for any injury – even a millimeter of a scratch – on your right arm as Jaehyun checks the range of motion on your left arm and Johnny is asking you how many fingers he’s holding up.

“I’m not hurt, but I’ll still get checked up the clinic.” You bargain to get the attractive strangers to stop dotting over you.

“I’ll walk you!” Mark volunteers as he grabs your backpack off the floor and waves bye to his friends. Johnny and Jaehyun refuse to leave until they exchange their number with you to check up but also to make it up to you later. You tell them that it’s not necessary, but the pair insist as Mark gets you to leave.

He quickly introduces himself and you do it in return. Walking to the clinic was peaceful as both you and Mark’s steps were in sync. The crisp spring air helped calm your nerves. You know that you weren’t hurt but it would be best to get a check-up by a nurse.

“I’m really sorry again.”

“Apology accepted.”

“Let’s just get you to the clinic.”

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After a quick check-up with a nurse, you are deemed “okay” with no external or internal injuries. Mark gives you back your backpack as you thank him and are returned with another long string of apologies.

“Here, let me – no us – make it up to you.” Mark opens his phone to create a group chat between the four of you.

we’re sorry

mark if ur free this week we would like to buy u lunch

bc dinner sounds like a date

not that we wouldn’t date u

u seem great !

this is mark btw

johnny what mark is trying to say is that we don’t want to make you uncomfortable

but we also want to make it up to you so lunch this week - johnny

jaehyun it’s jaehyun i know a great café w vegan options

you you guys really don’t have to make it up to me

i’m okay !! a nurse checked me

johnny thank god ur not hurt

“So, are you free this week?”

You look away from your phone at Mark staring at you. You quickly look away at the students walking past you. You feel nervous as Mark is cute and being near him is not helping your poor heart.

“Yeah, I can do Wednesday or this weekend.”

You have to work Monday, Wednesday, and Friday with your two in-person classes on the other days and your two fully online classes spread throughout the week. Luckily, working at the bookstore on campus was flexible and allowed you to complete homework whenever you had free time.

“I know this is an annoying question, but what’s your year and major?”

“I’m a sophomore majoring in Health Sciences.”

Mark’s eyes light up, “I’m a sophomore too! But I’m a Biomed major. We’re kinda in similar majors.”

“We might even have a class together.” You joke and let out a laugh, but your mouth shuts as Mark has his printed schedule in hands and extended in your direction.

Your joke turns out to be true as you both share the same evening class on Tuesday and Thursday. Which is a good thing because at least you know someone in that class. A friend possibly.

“Do you work?”

“I work at the radio, so if you ever tune into 27.1 FM you will hear playlists I put together.”

“Ugh, that sounds like such a fun job. I work at the bookstore. I mean, don’t get me wrong I like it there, but it’s never busy for my shifts.”

A notification on Mark’s phone makes him freeze up, but before you can ask what’s wrong he quickly bids you goodbye as he rushes off. You decide to head to work and hope that nothing else out of the ordinary happens today.

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On the plus side, your shared class with Mark has been going well so far. During the first class the day after you met him, you got to the classroom early and saved him a seat.

You watch as people slowly trickle into class as you held out a small hope that Mark would want to sit next to you. The class was almost full with just a handful of seats left – two directly in front of the professor’s podium, one in the very back by the other door, and the one you’ve been saving. He arrives at the last minute, and you watch him scan the room, hopefully looking for you, but once your eyes meet and Mark grins, your heart started racing.

Squeezing between people already in their seats, he reaches the open seat as you move your backpack from the chair to under the table. The professor starts the first day lecture of going over the syllabus, but you tune them out as your attention was… elsewhere.

Mark sits next to you, typing on his laptop as the professor talks. His outfit is a simple green hoodie with tan cargo pants and beat up black converse, yet the outfit compliments him. His hair is fluffy and a little messy as he runs his hand through it in an attempt to fix it. You notice that he’s breathing hard like he ran to get to class. You reach into your backpack to grab your water bottle and place it next to his hand. Mark pauses from typing notes as you turn your head back to the professor.

“Thanks.” He mumbles as he drinks the water.

“Don’t worry, I have another water bottle in my car. You can just give it back to me next class.” You whisper back while pretending to be interested in the professor’s grading policy.

When the second class rolls around, you’re surprised to see Mark is the first person in class, sitting in the same spot with his backpack on the seat you were sitting in last time and your water bottle on the table.

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Saturday is the only day you are all free for lunch. Jaehyun, who keeps telling you to call him Jae, promises that this lunch will be the best lunch of your life and how he knows a worker. He’s brought it up every time he saw you while you were working. Johnny was no help either as he kept asking you super specific questions you would have no idea how to answer.

Johnny leans on a display table full of notebooks while flipping through a psychology textbook, “What kind of wood is this table?”

You let out another deep sigh as you put on your customer service voice to answer yet another question from Johnny Suh. “Sorry, I don’t know.”

“Do you know someone who would?”

Johnny smirks as he puts on his sunglasses. You turn around to reshelve new chemistry textbooks when a tap on your shoulder has you seeing Jaehyun holding a cookbook open.

“Do you like” He turns the cookbook back to himself as he squints, “Maultaschen?”

“What do you know about Germany?”

Jaehyun closes the cookbook as he shoots you his best dimpled smile, “Nothing.”

“Guys, I’m trying to work.”

“Yeah, and we’re being customers.”

Johnny sasses you as he pushes the cart of textbooks away from you. “Don’t pretend that we don’t make your shifts better.”

You can’t argue that because it is true, but you’re also afraid that your boss might think you’re slacking and goofing around with friends on the clock.

“I do love it when you guys come see me while I’m working, but I don’t want my boss to think I’m slacking.”

Jaehyun leans on your shoulder as he looks around the empty bookstore. “Bro, you’re the best employee here by far, but if your boss thinks otherwise, we can give a good review.”

“You? Slacking?” Johnny lets out a laugh as puts some textbooks on the highest shelf. “Slacking is scared of you. And Spider-Man.”

“Here he goes.” Jaehyun rolls his eyes as Johnny scoffs.

“Spider-Man is the coolest superhero ever. I’m jealous of all the people that get to see him work in real time.”

“Spider-Man?”

Johnny’s jaw drops, “Yo… you don’t know Spider-Man? You know, the masked guy in blue and red and has a spider sign on his chest. Stops bank robbers and saves people in car crashes. The friendly neighborhood Spider-Man?”

“Oh… his name is Spider-Man?”

“Yeah. I don’t wanna brag, but” Johnny leans closer to you, “I basically coined the name. The story’s really cool and super long, so I’ll save it for lunch.”

The other brunette fixes his backpack straps, “I should head to basketball practice soon, but we’ll text you later with the details. See you tomorrow.”

The duo leaves you to finish your tasks, but with less work as they helped while talking to you. You can’t help fighting the smile on your face at the idea of having plans with friends.

Lunch! With friends! Friends that you made in university and not the same friends you had back home that you knew from elementary school.

Maybe things were looking up for you.

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Spider-Man business had never been easier. Petty thefts had gone down. The city was running smoothly like normal, which was great for Mark as he could focus on schoolwork and improving his swinging skills.

Currently, the vigilante was patrolling the city on the lookout for any danger. Nothing was coming through the crime watch app connected to his watch. He has 10 more minutes until lunch with Johnny, Jaehyun, and You.

Once he reaches the café building’s rooftop, Mark drops down and enters through the stairwell door going directly into the janitor’s room to change. The doors are unlocked, which is not the safest but it’s convenient for Mark, he quickly changes into a white tee, light wash jeans, and the same black converse. The suit and mask are stuffed into his backpack as he goes back out to the roof to web down to the ground to enter through the café entrance like a normal person.

He's constantly on the lookout as he drops down near the trash bins. When he walks in, Mark is the first out of your group to arrive. He snags a booth in the corner as he checks his phone.

we’re sorry

mark i got us a booth

jaehyun be there in 5

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Mark smiles at the selfie Jaehyun took with him and Johnny on either side of you. Jaehyun does a peace sign pose, Johnny is making a kissy face, and you’re just softly smiling. A smile that Mark Lee cannot look away from.

“What are you looking at?”

Mark gets spooked by you as Johnny and Jaehyun slide into the opposite side leaving you to sit next to him. He quickly locks his phone as his roommates give him teasing looks.

The server, Na Jaemin from fraternity Dream, hands out menus and readies his tablet. “Hi. Can I get you all started with any drinks?”

“2 vanilla iced coffees, 1 mango smoothie, and 1 ice matcha latte with coconut milk.” Johnny easily recites as Jaemin types it.

“I’ll be back with those as you look over the menu.”

As Jaemin walks away, you look surprised at Johnny, “How did you know my drink order?”

“You’ve sent a selfie with the same drink the past three days.”

You slump back against the cushion. “That’s embarrassing.”

“Not as embarrassing as Johnny thinking he named Spider-Man.”

Mark tenses at the mention of his other identity. He steals a glance in your direction to see if you noticed, but you’re too busy watching his friends start bickering.

“Bro! I totally did!”

“No, dude. You did not.”

Before the duo can start up another pointless fight, you remind Johnny of his story time.

“At least someone’s interested. As I was saying before, it was early October last year and I was walking to the subway when this massive car crash happened in front of me. I thought I was going to get killed, but then I was suddenly out of the way. Some dude in spandex had pulled me out of the way of one of the cars and then he started pulling people out of the wreck. He even jumped over a 10-ton truck. It was insane. After the fire department and ambulance came to help, the dude shot out a web and it came to me, “Spider-Man”, so I yelled that, and he turned around to give me a thumbs up before swinging away. So basically Spider-Man owes me for that copyright, but I’ll let it slide because he saved my life.”

Mark laughs at Johnny’s retelling of the story because of the way he tells people. The superhero was just glad that he had the spidey sense to save one of his best friends.

Jaemin comes back with the drinks and takes food orders.

“Spider-Man is cool. I’m a fan.”

Mark chokes on the first sip of his smoothie from your casual confession as Johnny high fives you.

“Why do you like the Spider Boy?” Jaehyun questions you. Mark sits up slightly straighter in his seat as he focuses all his attention on your answer.

“Do you remember that major subway incident where some asshole pushed that lady onto the tracks?”

The guys nod their heads.

“I was waiting for the train when it happened. I didn’t see the asshole that did it as I was on my phone, but then the frantic yelling of people started and some good samaritans trying to help the lady off the tracks. Then, all of the sudden, Spider-Man runs in and saves her. Thank god he did before the train arrived and he calmed her down while she told him about the person who did it. I just remember feeling so useless but wanting to do more.”

Mark looks over at you as you stir your drink with a spoon, his heart sinking as he remembers. It was the first time he became a hero. The first person he saved – Ms. Smith works at the corner flower shop that his mom loves.

“And I even… never mind.”

“No finish your sentence.”

“Johnny’s going to make fun of me.”

“I won’t let him.”

“Well, I kinda have a crush on him.” You immediately put your head between your arms on the table in an effort to hide away.

Mark freezes at your confession as Jaehyun lets out an “awe” and Johnny’s jaw drops.

“You like Spider-Man?”

“I know. How do you even like a person when you’ve never seen their face, but it’s his personality. In every story about him saving or helping others, he’s always described as the nicest person ever.”

Mark’s ears are turning red from the compliment. He would have asked for what else you thought about Spider-Man, but Jaemin came back with their orders.

“Yo Jaehyun, are you coming to DREAM’s party Friday?”

“I should be free next week if that invitation extends to my friends.”

“Any friend of Jaehyun’s is a friend of mine. Can you get the football team to bring kegs again? Haechan’s throwing the party this time and he won’t shut the fuck up about it.”

“I can get the guys together to do that. I’ll text him.”

“Thanks man. Enjoy your food, guys.”

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You and Mark meet up and walk to class together. He fills you in on all the bullshit Johnny and Jaehyun got into over the weekend. Something about making a short film where they switch bodies and tried to get Mark to film it.

Before you both can enter the building where your class is, the distant sound of sirens gets closer. You ignore it as you go to open the door, but Mark stops you.

“I, um, have a family emergency so I’ll miss class. Text me. Bye.” Mark weirdly stammers before giving you a quick hug.

You’re left standing in shock as he runs away.

Mark runs to the dumpster behind the university as he quickly changes into his suit. He stuffs his clothes in his backpack and webs it to a lamppost before heading into action. His spidey sense alerted him as soon as the sirens passed, and the app informed him of a fire in an apartment complex a street up.

Once he swings onto the scene, firefighters are battling the fire and evacuating the building. Mark propels himself to the top floor to check for any civilians.

You’re concerned about Mark as he left abruptly and isn’t responding to any of your texts.

you i hope your family emergency isn’t too serious

just let me know you’re ok!

we didn’t do too much in class, but i’ll send my notes

going to the library after class to print something for a class

You’ve never been to the library at 10 PM on a Tuesday night, but there’s a first time for everything. It was shitty that your printer in your dorm had to stop working last night. The first floor of the library was unsurprisingly packed with students as the university’s coffee shop was adjoined and open until 2 AM.

You got into the elevator as the printers were located on the fourth floor. The fourth floor was empty because most people preferred to keep electronic files electronic, but of course your morning class’ professor made the class print their papers to turn in.

Printing the paper was a quick task. There was certainly no line to wait in. You tuck the sacred 5-page paper into a folder to keep pristine and leave the library. You check your phone again for any word from Mark, but nothing. You go to call him, but then the elevator jerks to a stop as the light shuts off. You press the emergency call button and wait for an operator. You try calling Mark again, but your phone can’t get cell service and your battery’s dying.

Sinking to your knees, you hang your head between your hands as the ringing becomes background noise.

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Mark rushes back to university after the fire, swiftly changing back and shoving his suit into his bag. He checks his phone to see the texts from you and calls you. When your call goes immediately to voicemail, he knows something is wrong.

The hair on the back of his neck stands up and Mark books it to the library. The first floor is filled with chatter and students looking normal so he knows that only you must be in trouble. He goes to the elevators where there’s a student waiting for one.

“Are you waiting for the elevator?”

The girl looks up from texting, “Yup, the other one isn’t working again. Ugh so annoying.”

Fuck.

The other elevator returns and Mark steps in with the girl. She presses the next floor and goes back to her phone.

A million scenarios play out in Mark’s mind. Were you claustrophobic? How long have you been stuck in the elevator? Were you alone?

The silent ride was eating him alive as every second felt like an eternity.

When the doors open and Mark basically throws himself out of the elevator as the girl walks around him, judging. Mark’s senses aren’t going off on the second or third floor, he goes up again.

The second the elevator starts moving up to the fourth floor, his senses kick in. When the doors open, Mark calls out your name. When your muffled voice responds from the neighboring elevator he sighs in relief.

“Mark, can you help me?”

“Is help on the way?”

“No.” Mark starts freaking out. “The emergency button doesn’t work, and my phone died a little while ago, but it wouldn’t even help because my service wasn’t working.”

“Why didn’t you call 911?”

“I’m not dying or in serious trouble!”

“W-what? This is an emergency! Hold on let me get someone!”

Mark runs down the hallway and quick changes into Spider-Man. He shoves his backpack behind a printer in the back corner and runs back to you.

Mark clears his throat before speaking in a lower tone, “Hi!”

“Um hi?”

“I’m going to open the elevator doors, so please stand back!”

“Okay!”

Mark places his hands in the middle of both doors as he pushes the doors open by force. After getting them open he holds out a hand to you as you look at him, well Spider-Man, in shock.

“Spider-Man?”

“Are you okay?”

You feebly nod as you allow Mark to pull you towards him.

“Are you sure you’re fine? I can take you to a clinic.”

You shake your head as Mark leads you down the stairs to the first floor while calming you down, passing confused or excited students. When both of you reach the entrance, Mark tells a skeptical security guard about the broken elevator.

Mark is about to swing away to change when you grab his hand. “Did you see my friend? He has brown hair, brown eyes, wearing a yellow hoodie?”

“I sensed there was someone in trouble and he said he was finding a janitor.”

“Thanks, I’ll go find him. And, um, thank you again.”

Mark looks into your eyes full of gratitude and sends you a wave before swinging away. He makes sure to get far enough before u-turning to the back of the library to change. 5 minutes later, he’s running around to the entrance where you are still standing in shock.

Mark pulls you into a hug as you tell him how Spider-Man saved you.

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Haechan’s party was tonight, and you had no idea what you were going to wear.

Jaehyun had surprised you at 8 in morning by waking you up, endlessly calling your phone until you told him the password to open the door. A code you were going to immediately change after he leaves.

“Jae, it’s too early for any bullshit.”

He moves his sunglasses from his face to push back his hair, looking dangerously sexy. You have to shield your eyes from his blinding attractiveness.

“I need some help getting the kegs from Jungwoo.”

“Ugh,” You draw out the word as you throw one of your extra pillows at him which he catches, “I don’t want to get up.”

“Okay.” Jaehyun says as he effortlessly picks you up from your bed. “Now you’re up.”

“Put me down, Jeong.”

“Woah, not the last name. Putting you down.”

He gently sets you on your feet from the princess carry he was holding you in.

“I don’t want to know where you’re storing all that muscle to be able to pick me up.”

He smirks, “Wanna see my 8 pack?”

“Absolutely not. Now stand outside in the lobby so I can change.”

You meet him in the lobby after quickly throwing on an oversized shirt and biker shorts. You check over your bag that you have everything you need for the day – your phone, lip balm, sunscreen, your wallet, hand sanitizer, blotting sheets, and your water bottle.

“Okay, I guess I’m ready to tackle the day with you.”

“Don’t worry, we’re not doing anything too crazy.”

“I have very little trust in you at 8:30 AM.”

He puts his free hand on his chest as he fakes getting hurt, “You wound me.”

You roll your eyes in response as you start walking out of your dorm building, Jaehyun following you from behind.

Jaehyun leads the way to the football field as you walk next to him. The walk isn’t too bad and soon enough you hear various guys yelling and spot footballs flying through the air.

“Hey Jungwoo!”

A shirtless, blonde guy jogs up to the you two and dabs Jaehyun up.

“Hey Captain! I thought you weren’t coming to practice until later?” Jungwoo smiles before turning to you, “Oh, and you are?”

You politely introduce yourself as Jungwoo stares into your soul. “It’s a shame I haven’t seen your pretty face around.”

His remark takes you aback as you turn in shock to Jaehyun.

“Right? Imagine my surprise when I saw her for the first time.”

You avoid eye contact, not sure how to respond. “Um… thanks. We’re here to pick up some kegs?”

“Oh right! Let me get Yangyang.”

Jungwoo calls out to another guy behind him, thankfully he is clothed because you don’t know if you could survive another attractive, shirtless guy. He runs up as he greets you.

“I have it in my car, so follow me. Jungwoo, tell coach I went to the nurse or something.”

“Okay!”

Jungwoo jogs off to get back to practice. You and Jaehyun follow Yangyang to his car so he can drop you off at the DREAM frat house. The drive is short since the fraternity and sorority houses are near campus and the sports facilities.

Outside of the DREAM fraternity house on the front lawn are a few guys running around with water guns. The three of you get out of the car, grabbing their attention. Yangyang and Jaehyun wave at them causing one of them to run inside. As the kegs are being unloaded from the trunk, who you presume Haechan is, walks out.

The pretty boy with purple hair waves at you as he takes a hit from his neon green vape. He walks over as he blows a fat cloud into the air and pockets the vape.

He nods his head at you and leans against Yangyang’s car. “Hey.”

“Hi?”

“Are you coming to the party tonight?”

“Yeah?”

“Cool.” He wets his lips as he looks you up and down, “Wear something hot, ‘kay?”

“Okay?”

He gets off Yangyang’s car as he winks at you.

“Thanks for the kegs. I’ll get the guys to bring them into the garage.”

Haechan taps his phone causing the garage door to open showing you the set of workout equipment on the side and a black Porsche parked inside. 2 guys with blonde and Oreo hair come out from the door inside and start moving the kegs.

“Hey Shotaro! Hey Renjun!”

Jaehyun calls out as the frat bros wave back at him.

“So, are you ready to go?” Yangyang stands next to you as you nod. He opens the passenger door for you to get inside. Jaehyun sits smack in the middle in the uncomfortable seat so he can talk to you.

“What next?”

“Our pretty girl might need a shopping trip.”

You felt like the “ugly” but actually stunning main girl whose only transformation is taking off their glasses or hair out from a ponytail and it’s the makeover montage scene in a 2000s romcom. Jaehyun and Yangyang were running around in the local mall piling on different types of clothes into your arms to try on.

Two hours passed by already and you were getting sweaty from trying on the various combinations of tops, skirts or jeans, and dresses. It was annoyingly sweet of Jaehyun and Yangyang, who you just met today, to go out of their way to help you find something to wear.

“Honestly, I could find something in my closet or a thrift store.”

“If we don’t find something in the next 30 minutes I know a good thrift store.” Yangyang throws a black minidress at you and you let it hit your face.

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As you walk down the street where Johnny parked while fixing the biker shorts under your dress.

Johnny opens the front door of the fraternity only for you to be greeted by the sight of a hundred or so people engaging in various acts of grinding, making out, drinking, or dancing to whatever playlist DJ Yangyang picked.

“Oh my god.” You walk in as Jaehyun and Johnny tail behind you, making sure to stare down anyone who looks at you in a mean or creepy way.

You smile and wave at Yangyang in the corner of the living room as he motions at your trio to come over. The three of you move through the crowd of people partying and try not to have any kind of alcohol accidentally spilling on your new outfit.

Yangyang removes the headphones from his head to his neck and talks in your ear, “You look hot!”

“Thank you! Can we get you anything?”

“Whatever has the least amount of alc by volume.”

“Got it.”

Johnny, Jaehyun, and You find the kitchen entrance behind Yangyang’s DIY DJ booth and open the various coolers filled with alcohol. Johnny helps you pick out Yangyang’s drink from the sea of canned beverages while Jaehyun gets drinks for you all.

As you walk back to give Yangyang his drink, Haechan is talking to him and spots you getting closer to them.

“Well, aren’t you a sight to behold.”

Haechan holds a handout as you take it, spinning you around him.

“That dress fits you perfectly.”

You shyly thank him as you did feel amazing in the red and black dress you bought at a thrift store after the three of you gave up at the mall earlier, but you hid the dress from them so you could pay for it. Jaehyun couldn’t stop staring at you and Johnny couldn’t stop complimenting you when they picked you up from your dorm. You felt that you needed to donate some of your old clothes to keep the good streak going.

The people around you start yelling and both of your heads turn in the direction of the kitchen when a loud crash is heard.

“Fuck. I bet someone tipped over a keg stand. Gotta go.”

He winks at you as he walks into the kitchen. You look around the room to see that J² are nowhere to be seen.

you hey!! where did you guys go??

johnny we’re upstairs hanging with mark

johnny jeno and jaemin are coming down to get u

You stand by the end of the staircase as you scroll on your phone when someone taps the back of your shoulder. Turning around to see 2 more beautiful guys as they smile at you. The guy with black hair and an undercut introduces himself as Jeno and the guy with brown hair introduces himself as Jaemin.

J² sent 2J to get you. Funny.

They kindly escort you upstairs, down a hallway on the left, and to the room at the end. The door has a sign that says

“HAECHANNIE’S ROOM!

LADIES - FREE

GUYS - $20”

You knock on the door and walk in after Johnny says it’s open.

“Hey.” You greet Johnny, Jaehyun, and Mark who are sitting on the bed with various drinks and snacks surrounding them. Mark moves a reuseable bag full of chips so you can sit next to him as Jeno and Jaemin sit on beanbags.

“So, how’s the party going for y’all?” You ask the frat bros as you dig into a bag of your favorite chips.

Jeno and Jaemin jump into a story of how Renjun challenged Haechan and Shotaro to a keg stand contest where Shotaro won and Haechan complained the rest of the time setting up. Haechan also must carry out a dare later tonight, but Renjun is keeping it a secret.

During the story, you keep looking at Mark to see his expressions throughout the story time. You like him, you realized this after Spider-Man saved you in the elevator, the way Mark comforted you and stayed with you the entire night. Even sleeping on the pull-out bed attached to your bed that was a little too small for him. Mark was paying attention to the story, but right after 2J finished telling the story, he abruptly gets up and runs out the room.

“Is Mark okay?” You ask bewildered as the rest of the guys are nonchalant.

“Oh yeah, Mark does this a lot.” Jaemin tells you as he takes a sip of his beer.

“Really?”

Johnny nods, “Yeah ever since the start of last year Mark’s been really weird like weirder than usual.”

“And stronger for some reason.” Jaehyun adds. “We started working out together last semester. When he thought I wasn’t looking, he maxed out the bench press. I can’t do that and I’m active in sports.”

“So now we think he’s doing steroids.”

“Dude don’t say that.”

“Kidding,” Johnny says as he looks at you. “But there is something going on… like he’s keeping a secret from us.”

“Are you insinuating that Mark is Spider-Man?”

Johnny shrugs. “I didn’t say that, but I also did not not say that.”

“I think you’ve had too much to drink, dude.”

“I’m literally sober. I have to drive you and Jaehyun home tonight.”

As you’re handing Johnny a bottle of water, Shotaro opens the door.

“Johnny or Jaehyun, can you please talk Haechan out of jumping from the roof into the pool.”

The two oldest guys let out a sigh as they get up to stop Haechan from doing something stupid and getting hurt.

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Your little group stands outside on the pool deck as people crowd around the pool chanting at Haechan to “jump”. Johnny and Jaehyun are sticking their head out of someone’s room scolding a tipsy Haechan who is standing near the ledge. It’s only 7 feet between the roof and the pool, but the pool is another 6 feet to dive into and the entire situation just screams “danger” to you.

Haechan is getting dangerously close to the edge causing Johnny to step out onto the roof as Jaehyun holds one of his hands.

“Haechan, we’re bringing you inside.”

“No.” He puffs a cloud of vape into Johnny’s face.

“You’re being an asshole, get in.”

Haechan’s balance is off because as he steps back a bit, his right foot misses the ledge. You can’t watch. The crowd is yelling. You look away only to see a figure jump over the fence.

Spider-Man thwips a web to put an inflatable pool floatie a foot of the ground with another floatie under it to cushion Haechan’s fall. Thankfully, Haechan falls right on the floatie and is safe from breaking a bone or something worse on the concrete.

“Are you okay?” The masked hero asks Haechan as he helps him stand up and check his body.

An eerily similar situation that mirrors exactly what Mark did when you were almost hit by a basketball.

Rushing over to Haechan, you hug him as you’re actively scolding him.

“Never do that ever again! You could have broken your legs or spine or died!”

“Excuse me.” Spider-Man clears his throat as you turn your head to him. “Are you a friend of his?”

“Yes.”

“It would be best to check that he doesn’t have any injuries and keep him inside.”

“Johnny’s probably going to bubble wrap him now.”

“I have to go now but have a good night.”

Spider-Man waves you and everyone else at the party bye as the crowd cheers for him. He then swings out of DREAM’s backyard as Johnny, Jaehyun, Jeno, and Jaemin meet you outside. They all hug Haechan and scold him as well.

“You’re cut off.”

“Seriously?” Haechan whines.

“From everything. End of discussion.”

Most of the crowd disperses inside to tell or show their friends a video of Spider-Man saving Haechan. You’re putting the pool floaties back in the pool when you almost fall in.

“Hey–woah there!”

You look wide up at Mark, who appeared out of nowhere, holding your waist to stop you from accidentally falling in the pool.

“Mark! Thanks for saving me.”

“Anytime.”

You stand back up away from the pool ledge as you smile at Mark. You notice that he’s sweating a bit.

“Could we head inside? I, um, wanted to ask you something.”

He nods his head as the two of you walk inside and then upstairs where there aren’t that many people. You hear commotion in the hallway that leads to Haechan’s room. You’re both curious, so you walk down the hallway to see Jaehyun standing guard outside his room.

“What is happening?”

“Johnny is inside making sure Haechan can’t escape out his window. Well, if he can get out of the bubble wrap duct taped to his body.”

“Figures. Mark and I are going to talk in someone’s room.”

“Oh?” Jaehyun gives you a look.

“We’re not going to fuck in someone’s bed.”

“Sure it isn’t.”

Mark blushes as you grab his hand to walk away down the other hallway. You spot Shotaro standing outside his door.

“Hey Shotaro! Can we borrow your room to talk quickly?”

“Yeah! Just lock the door after and find me at the DJ booth when you’re done. I don’t want a repeat of the first day of summer party where someone threw up in my bed.”

“Of course, and don’t worry, we won’t fuck in your bed.”

You make Shotaro speechless and Mark blushes even harder. You open the door to Shotaro’s room and get inside. His room is cutely decorated with pictures of him alongside the rest of the fraternity and tiny little trinkets sprinkled throughout. The window is open and as you look out of it you can see that his room overlooks the grassy area beside the pool.

A thought comes into your head as you look at Mark who is sitting on Shotaro’s bed across from you.

“I’ve got a lot to say so please hear me out for its entirety.” He nods his head as you stand in front of him. “Mark, I have a crush on you. I thought you were cute the first time I saw you after that basketball almost took me out. I was so excited when we ended up sharing a class together and you sat next to me the next class after we met. Then when you comforted me after Spider-Man saved me. That was the moment I knew that I liked you. I like you, Mark. Maybe even more than that.”

He stares at you awestruck.

“It’s okay if you don’t like me back. Hope we can still be friends no matter what. I just want you to know.”

“I like you too. A lot. I liked you ever since I almost accidentally hit you with a basketball. I liked you when you were excited when you found out we shared a class. I liked you when you saved a seat for me and let me borrow your water bottle. I was so happy when you were safe from being trapped in an elevator. I really like you and, if you want to, I hope we can date.”

“I would love to date you, Mark, but now I’m going to do something that might ruin our relationship before it even starts?”

Mark looks adorably confused as you walk backwards to stand in front of the window.

“You know that I also have a crush on Spider-Man. And I’ve had this hunch since he saved me in the elevator. I didn’t realize it when it was happening due to the adrenaline, but then thinking back on it – when you left while we were walking to class that one time for a “family emergency” and Spider-Man had been spotted right helping firefighter put out a nearby fire. Then, I got stuck in the library elevator and Spider-Man miraculously came to save me. Sure, it could have been a coincidence since the fire was near the university, but I wasn’t in that dire of a situation. I could’ve waited for you to find me after I texted you. Then, just right now, you leave as we’re talking with 4J then when Haechan is in danger Spider-Man shows up in the nick of time to save him? In every situation I brought up, you were there then gone, Spider-Man shows up then leaves, and then you’re back? Never in the same room to witness the masked hero. Something’s not adding up.”

“Am I Spider-Man?” Mark asks while nervously laughing. “You mean you think I’m Spider-Man?”

“I’d bet my life on it.” You tell him seriously as you sit on the window ledge.

“That’s serious.”

“I am serious.”

You continue getting farther out of the window as you possibly can.

Mark slowly stands up, “What are you doing?”

“If I’m wrong… have 9-1-1 ready.”

You then lean back as you fall out of Shotaro’s window hearing Mark yell your name, you barely have your entire body out the window when you stop moving. Opening your eyes, bunches of white strings surround your head and shoulders – Mark slowly brings you back inside Shotaro’s room.

The silence between the two of you is deafening until you open your mouth.

“I fucking knew it.”

Marks hugs you tightly. “Please… never do that again. You scared me.”

“Do you still like me?”

“D-Do I still like you? Yes, I still like you very much.”

“I scared you that bad, huh?”

“What if I wasn’t Spider-Man? Then what? You fall and die?”

“I wouldn’t have done it unless I was sure. Would a kiss make you feel better?”

“A kiss away from the window and maybe on solid ground would.”

masterlist | bonus chapter

BONUS CHAPTER NSFW MDNI 18+, instead of a sweet confession to Mark you decide to tease his masked persona, the ending in an alternate universe like the alternate universe where this story was real life – posted 9/24/2024

#mark lee x reader #mark lee x you #nct x reader #spiderman!mark #spidermark #mark lee oneshot #nct oneshot #spidermark has consumed my entire being since the ncit house video #i need to buy one of those acrylic pc holders that's spidey themed #please enjoy my brain rot & please reblog!!#but don't steal this to publish it as your own here or another website because that's plagiarism & i would be so upset

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seren1tyhaze · 10 months ago

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pls post dive part 2 😓😓 dying over here

Dive Part Two Teaser: Strawberry Sunday

Hi :) I know, I know. It's been so long.

I want to say firstly, your love and support of my Dive fic has been more than I could have ever imagined. When I first published it last May in a fever dream after Doyoung's D&G photoshoot, I never imagined it would be this well received. We are quickly approaching 1.5K notes on the original post and every new comment really makes me smile.

I really am actively working on part two, which is lovingly titled Strawberry Sunday and a continuation of Jungwoo's cheeky idea from part one. For now, I offer a small teaser which of course involves that same religious imagery that everyone fell in love with in Dive. It's also nsfw.

Please comment on this post to be included in the official tag list when Strawberry Sunday is released in full.

Until then, check out my other works and stay well :)

Doyoung gasps for air and slams the palm of his hand down on the wooden surface of the desk hard, digging his fingernails into the varnished surface. His other hand runs through his hair for the hundredth time, grateful he doesn’t have a mirror hanging in his home office, knowing he looks a mess. A groan rips from his lips and it rings out loud, filthy, and filled with pleasure.

He drops his hands and gaze at the same time, reaching down to pull cheeks covered in arousal and spit up to face him, sliding his cock out from surprised lips. He takes a moment to examine the beautiful face looking up at him from the floor, eyes twinkling with mischief and skin flushed a beautiful shade of red.

He takes a moment to breathe, dragging his thumb across a wet lower lip before bringing his thumb to his lips and practically moaning around the digit, tasting himself. His cock twitches and before he can say anything he feels teeth grazing heavily across his length-

“Earth to Doyoung-ie?” comes a sing-song chant through his headset, snapping him back to reality.

Doyoung looks up embarrassed and into the webcam on his computer, clearing his throat quickly. Haechan has a knowing look in his eye and his head is cocked slightly, staring him down through the screen.

“Yeah, yeah sorry, I got distracted by um…an email,” he stammers out, flipping quickly in his open Bible on the top of his desk.

Had he just been standing at his desk, imagining you were underneath it giving him head during his weekly virtual Bible study session? Yes, yes he had been. Was he now having to face the very curious eyes of three of his best friends, the “Lee Three” as they liked to call themselves, and try to lie? Yes, absolutely.

“Must have been some email…” Jeno mutters, taking a long swig from his water bottle. His hair is damp and by the look of his background, it seems like he's dialed in from his phone in the lounge at his gym.

“It’s okay, I think we’re almost done for the day anyways,” Mark offers, closing his own Bible and adjusting the collar at his neck. He didn’t normally wear his costume (as Haechan called it) for their sessions but he was away at a conference and in between presentations.

“Can I ask for some advice before we close?” Doyoung pipes up, closing his own book softly and flipping it over, as if that would help him be less ashamed for what he was about to ask.

“Of course, we are always here to listen, Doie,” Mark replies softly, pushing his glasses up his nose and leaning back in the uncomfortable chair he had been sitting in for the past hour.

“Let’s just say, there’s something that you know someone you care for very much would enjoy. And maybe this thing is something you’re unsure of. And this thing you’re unsure of is something that two other people you care for very deeply suggested but you really aren’t sure if it’s the right thing for you and the other person to explore right now…” Doyoung rambles on, seeming to get lost in the vague grammar of the narrative he was building.

Haechan cuts him off with an exasperated sigh which almost transforms into a whine as he speaks.

“Jungwoo and Jaehyun want to fuck this girl you won’t shut up about and you don’t know if group sex is really the right thing for you do this early in your situationship,” he states bluntly, looking up from picking at the corner of his fingernails.

“HAECHAN!” Mark and Jeno yell into their headphones in unison, Doyoung flushing a deep shade of red and reaching up to clutch at the cross around his neck.

“What?” Hyuck asks, still holding a deadpan look in his face, “I’m right, aren’t I?”

Doyoung sighs but nods slowly, looking up to meet an awkward Jeno, who is scratching the back of his neck. He flicks his gaze to Mark who is merely laughing, leaning back in his chair and clutching his stomach.

“Why are you laughing, Father,” Doyoung retorts, feeling the heat of embarrassment rise in his chest as he chastises one of his oldest friends.

“Doyoung, please. The three of you have been doing this for years and I don’t know why you get so worked up about it each time. If she wants to do it and you are comfortable with it, just make sure you have open lines of communication with those two devils. You know how carried away they can get,” Mark replies with a signature roll of his eyes.

“Yeah, I’m still scarred from my night with them,” Jeno murmurs quietly, thinking no one heard him.

“Oh shut up, you know you loved that shit,” Haechan quips quickly, leaning close to his webcam as if it would bring him physically closer to him.

“Honestly, go for it, dude. It’s like the least risky situation out there and from the sounds of it, I think she is probably into it,” Hyuck adds, voice becoming almost soft as he finishes his sentence.

“Just don’t do it on a Sunday, okay? That’s all I ask,” Mark chuckles again, waving goodbye to the group before disconnecting from the call.

Doyoung rolls his eyes, nodding to the other two before disconnecting and pulling out his phone to finally return Jungwoo’s text that he had been staring at for weeks.

hope you enjoyed ;) comment to be added to the tag list!

#nct smut #nct x reader #nct fanfic #doyoung smut #doyoung x reader #djj smut #djj x reader

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snowball-doie · 24 days ago

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how do the dynamics change whenever jooha is born?

honestly haven't thought that far cuz timeline wise... like irl. bro is just a thought lmao- cuz jae doesn't enlist for another few weeks---- that being said. for you guys, i'll put my brain to work tehee:

after jooha is born, taeyong comes back from the military (jooha is born august '25), so while he missed out on a lot with reyna, he's not missing a thing with jooha. yeah, he's a girl dad, but he'll spoil both of them equally, and he'll be there to change almost every diaper, he'll wake up in the night when jooha's crying, he'll sing jooha lullabies while he's teething and in pain, etc. everything he didnt get to do with reyna, he's doing with jooha.

johnny is still the hands-on suburban dad we all know and love. because of laws and whatnot, johnny's legally jooha's dad, but as we've covered many times, it's known in the polycule and amongst friends that jae is his bio dad. still, johnny's head of the house, and esp while jae and dy are gone, he's picking up all the slack, going even more above and beyond-- ESPECIALLY in those early months when THREE boys are gone (ty, jae, and dy)..... but not much about johnny or his dynamic with the boys / ahri / reyna changes. he's still the same johnny they love.

yuta doesn't know what to do with a son at first. he's spent the better part of nearly 2 hours pampering reyna, and now jooha's there and hes like "ok when can i take him to his first rock concert" LIKE ALRIGHT BUD CALM DOWN-- i hate to say it........ but reyna is yuta's favorite. NO ONE TELL JOOHA!! that's his little girl, and she's always been his little rockstar that he can doll up and spoil and take with him to go home. a son is nice, really nice. and he loves jooha with his whole heart. but there's something special to him about the time he gets to spend with reyna. (i think this stems from me not imagining jooha wanting to be an idol. i think he'd grow up to not care about the industry- unlike his older sister who's always going to shows, listening to their dads' music, going to the office with them, learning to dance and sing, etc. jooha's the type to have his nose buried in a book and like to spend his time chasing fireflies around the backyard with mark in the summertime).

it's hard for dy to enlist when the time comes. knowing that he's not going to be there for the last few months of ahri's pregnancy and he can't be there for the better part of jooha's first year of life hurts his soul. idk how many of you are familiar with the concept of "dol" in korean culture- but tldr back in the day, bc of all kind of complications, it was hard for babies to make it past their first year of life, so on their first bday, they celebrate dol to be like "congrats, you lived!". dy got to experience that first year with reyna like the worried mother hen he is. a son is so, so, so important to him.... wdym he can't be there for that first year? he's supposed to clean everything in the house from top to bottom before ahri gets home from the hospital, he's supposed to clean up the baby puke in the high chairs or throw away all the dirty diapers that jungwoo doesnt want to be within 10 feet of. he's supposed to cater to all of jooha's needs and wants every second of every day...... but the reality is that he can't be there? it makes doyoung sick to think about it. he hates having to leave ahri and jooha after he's born. he hates having to spend every day in the military like he doesnt miss his family every waking moment. so the second he's discharged and can rush to the house, you best believe he's spoiling his son like there's no tomorrow~~ (he's the reason jooha loves to read and has a curiosity for the world and not for being an idol btw)

jaehyun loves his son more than life. ok, go read my dad!jae smut, you'll know that he was dreaming of having a son even before he and ahri got to fuckin lmao. being away sucks, yes, but like he promised ahri, he's going to get every update imaginable from the boys, and he's visiting every chance he gets. idk how and why, but that man does NAWT pass his humor genes on to jooha. he'll pull out the craziest dad joke out of his ass and jooha will be so confused omfg. "i broke my son" "no, he's got all his wires right, you're the broken one" ... jaehyun tries to spend all the time in the world that he has to offer with jooha. he does what he did with reyna, taking him to the office, getting him involved in his dads' work, but jooha tends to just be more curious about the timetables on the doors for who's using which studios on each day, and he's picky about how the choreographers make the boys rehearse-- if they miss a beat, he gets tilted. but he loves sitting in the recording studio, reading a book while using his dads' work as background noise. jaehyun feels proud of how smart his son is, and supports him no matter his decision-- in fact, i think the majority of the boys are actually kind of relieved when they realize jooha doesn't want to be an idol like them. ever since he's a baby, he's been the most bubbly kid who has such an amazing, contagious laugh... they would hate to see that torn away from him by some company. so jaehyun gives jooha everything he wants. more books? a fucking microscope for his birthday? a telescope? yes, anything and everything. and he'll record videos and videos and videos of jooha and mark catching fireflies together. he's a really good dad.

jungwoo. girl dad jungwoo. oblivious, dorky girl dad jungwoo. the second there's another boy in the house he's like "hes one of us....." LIKE NO SHIT SHERLOCK omfg. jungwoo had a tough time becoming a father figure to reyna at first cuz he didn't know what to do as a parent or how to raise a girl, but this is their second kid so the late nights and amount of shit, piss, and puke is normal to him now-- that said, he will never be caught changing a diaper, but at least he doesnt feel like throwing up anymore lmao. jooha laughs at jungwoo's dad. jaehyun doesn't understand how he's any different, but okay. there seems to be a natural closeness between jooha and jungwoo that no one else can come close to replicating or understanding, even when jooha's still so little that he's wrapped up in blankets while being cradled in jungwoo's arms all day. reyna used to fall asleep instantly in jae's arms while everyone else struggled with her a bit; this time around, with jooha, jungwoo has the magic touch, and he feels incredibly honored. honestly, it brings him and doyoung closer together. because by the time he's having to enlist, doyoung is coming back, and jungwoo can rest easy knowing that dy is there taking care of jooha, sending jungwoo pics in the middle of the night, or sending videos of jooha's first steps or first words. jungwoo's the only one of the boys who can get away with play-fighting with jooha- cuz again, he's the only one who has the kind of humor jooha fuck w. when jooha starts to get older and can be chased around the playset in the backyard, or when he comes home and says that he has a crush on a girl in his elementary school, jungwoo's got all the dad jokes on lockdown to make jooha laugh and enjoy his childhood. without jungwoo, i think jooha wouldve grown up to be TOO serious. it's okay that he's studious and has different intentions for his life than reyna does-- but sometimes he just needs a good laugh with his silly dad. (jungwoo is jooha's fav dad-- NO ONE TELL THE OTHER BOYS)

mark's like "thank god he didn't turn out like reyna" bahahahahaahah- mark grew up like jooha did, having his eye on studies rather than fun like his older brother. there are times when mark regrets his path (very few times) and wonders what his life could've been like if he hadn't become an idol.... he'll never know what he would've been like, but he looks at jooha and knows that everything's going to be okay. mark encourages jooha's curiosity with a hands on approach rather than spoiling him with toys and gadgets. chasing fireflies, going to museums, going to the park to dig up worms, sketching flowers at the botanical gardens, and so on. jooha gets his sense of poetry and love for life from mark. the beauty that reflects in jooha's eyes when he's learning something new for the first time always makes mark smile. by the time jooha's born, mark's not so concerned about the polycule or raising a kid anymore. he's content with the life he's built, and he feels secure through and through. so while there were a lot of hesitancies around holding baby reyna or not knowing how to raise her, mark has the whole thing down to a science by the time jooha comes around. whenever jungwoo isn't holding him, mark is. and it blows the boys and ahri away how often mark asks to feed jooha or hold up his little hands while he's just starting to learn how to walk. i think all along, in the back of his mind, mark was waiting for a son for life to make complete sense to him. (im not religious and me personally i dont like to get too biblical, but this is mark we're talking about. so for the sake of plot: he truly believes that god sent him jooha so that he can be the happiest, most care-free person in the world)

haechan side eyes baby jooha a lot. he knows the way of the world-- baby girls get spoiled, and boys are raised to be men. (please refer to this clip) so while jooha's still iddy biddy, hyuck gets cuteness aggression galore, but as jooha starts to get older, he's teaching jooha all there is to know about life. just life. every day, normal, mundane things; unlike jae who takes jooha to see idol things, or mark who encourages jooha's curiosities. hyuck shows jooha how to be a descent human being who has a lot of kindness in his heart and a good head on his shoulders. the boys def think haechan could be a bit. .... more playful...... afterall, that's his nature with everyone he knows, including reyna, so why not jooha? but have you seen hyuck? when he's serious about something, and when he's trying to be a leader, he's locked in. that's how he is with jooha. he loves his son so much that he wants to make sure jooha becomes a good man and not some shmuck.

#op #ask #ahri thoughts #johnny #taeyong #yuta #doyoung #jaehyun #jungwoo #mark #haechan

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jeneseoquoi · 2 years ago

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nct 127 | mtl...

obvious when they have a crush

most taeyong jungwoo haechan mark doyoung johnny yuta taeil jaehyun least

taeyong, jungwoo: shy babies. they wear their hearts on their sleeves. they would be so cute and nervous and giggly (baby girls) around their crush. it'd be so obvious to everyone, including their crush. a confession honestly isn't even needed.

haechan: literally the classic trope: "if he's mean to you it's because he likes you." his crush may question whether this is true, but everyone who knows him knows the truth.

mark, doyoung: i think they'd be kinda awkward when they're really crushing. mark is the cute, awkward love interest who innocently blurts out compliments and laughs at everything his crush says. dy is the mom type awkward one. constantly nagging his crush every chance he gets, even though he would lowkey (read: highkey) do anything for them. their crush would probably just think that's the way they are, but close friends of theirs would know.

johnny: (내 사랑) this mf is such a natural flirt, he literally flirts as easily as he breathes. i could see this being so messy for everyone involved because like yeah he flirts with his crush, but like he flirts with EVERYONE. so how do you even tell? he would definitely have to confess in order for his crush to know.

yuta: dude, hear me out. he's sooooo good at hiding his feelings. don't be misled by the way he treats mark, when he has an actual crush, he would treat them just like everyone else. literally he's an equal opportunist so his crush would not get any special treatment (at first ofc) from him. it wouldn't even remotely occur to his crush that he likes them. his friends/the members wouldn't even know either honestly, unless he told them. i can see him just randomly asking his crush out on a date, them being like "huh? seriously?" and him being like "yeah, i like you. isn't it obvious?!"

taeil, jaehyun: i'm not even sure that they fully know when they have a crush, let alone someone else being able to tell. taeil is so chill and easy going that he treats everyone like a friend, even when he doesn't mean to. he would definitely accidentally friendzone someone he likes. jae on the other hand is so....reserved. like i'm definitely in the minority when i say that jaehyun is shy and i believe it's even more amplified around someone he likes/admires (e.g. his interaction with H.E.R whom we know he loves). his crush would probably question if he even likes them as a person/friend, let alone more. commence slow burn.

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ssseob · 2 years ago

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cold hands

your lover comes home from a long day of work to find you asleep. you cant blame them for teasing you since your reactions are just too cute!

- pairing: various fandom x gn!reader

- warnings: menaces MENACES, tooth rotting fluff :)), UNEDITED AHHHH

note: took my bio final today……..

it was another monotonous day of having your lover taken away from you for their work. as much as you supported them and encouraged them to keep at it, achieve their dreams and that you didn’t mind how it affected your sanity without them there for a majority of the days in a week; you still couldn’t help but miss their comforting warmth when they weren’t in your presence.

you knew they weren’t going to be home for another thirty minutes but it was already three in the morning, and you were getting restless. you pondered about their health; of course, you admired their work ethic and ambition, but what would all that matter if they get hurt? nodding your head in confirmation, you decide that you would have a conversation about how they should always prioritize their health (as well as your own, seeing as you were dying to have them near you again- but you wouldn’t tell them that).

unfortunately for your plans, your ideas were becoming clouded, the trains of thought started to slow, and your inner voice dialled down to a whisper, and you find yourself drifting off to dreamland.

when your lover had finally arrived home, he opens the bedroom door to find you laying peacefully, engulfed in slumber. it wasn’t an unusual sight that you were asleep by the time they got home, they would be rather concerned if you were still wide awake. so, they slip into bed after freshening up and their hands find their way under your pyjama shirt. He cups the skin of your waist and before they know it, you jolt awake from your sleep.

“w-what happened, are you okay?!” their panicked voice was the first thing you heard, and although their concern warmed your heart, all you could focus on was their freezing cold hands.

“your hands! they’re so cold” you whined sleepily, tensing at the chilling sensation of the hands of your significant other.

when you locked eyes with them after your confession, their concerned gaze suddenly shifted to one of mischief, eyeing you with warning.

“...you mean, these hands?” he asks, moving his hands back under your shirt to rest his palms on your stomach.

you shriek at the feeling, recoiling at the temperature. you can’t help but whine softly while your partner continues to tease you through his soft laughs. having enough of their antics, you turn to face them fully and hide your face into their chest.

noticing your embarrassment, he softens his laughter, “sorry, i just love teasing you, you’re too adorable…”

hearing this, your arms wrap around his waist. “you’re hands are so cold… you need to start taking care of yourself more, I would really hate to see you hurt or sick… bring gloves next time…” and with that, the starry sky laid its hand back over your eyes and lead you to slumber.

a tender smile made its way onto your partner's lips, he too was guilty of the lack of time he has been putting away for you. he shifts in your embrace to get more comfortable before doing one last thing to remind you that he loves you.

“ah!” he smiles at the reaction of his hand, back under your shirt and now touching your back.

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kfanopinions · 9 months ago

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NCT 127 - When "you" don't say 'I love you' in return

this is a little scenario ^^ (not astrology based) i'll be using the term "you" for this to feel more interactive. this is legit for sh*ts and giggles. please keep this in mind and enjoy . love you guys 💕

taeil

like are you really not going to say i love you to him after this man legit serenaded you under the stars, on a blanket and picnic basket he prepared? that’s it we’re fighting! jk but he will be shocked, may ask what’s wrong and if you’re okay to see if something is going on. he will repeat it but it will still sting so do this guy a favor and say i love you back

taeyong

how do i say this in an understandable way … JUST F*CKIN SAY IT OR BE PREPARED TO DEAL WITH THE WHINIEST AND MOST POUTY BUBU ON THE PLANET. like legit he will ‘hmph’ all day while crossing his arms and turning his head away from you like a sucky little baby. AND make sure that you’re aware he’s upset and hurt by what you didn’t say. but please don’t let this last for too long. he will get hurt and might cry and no one wants to see bubu cry 😢 so give him some love and a squishmallow 💕

and no this isn’t based on my cancer bestie who is a whiny ass baby whenever someone doesn’t say i love you or acknowledge him 😒 (it is cuz i swear he and taeyong are cut from the same cancer cloth) 😅

johnny

will be shocked and taken aback. will say it again and if you still don’t say it i can see him shrugging off the topic for the time being but it will be brought up again. if the behavior persists i can see him getting pissed off (slightly like he loves ya babe but like stop with this not saying i love you in return thing, okay 😘) and wanting to know ‘what the f*ck is going on?!’

yuta

say it for your own sake and for the sake of humanity. the end.

for real though he will take it personally. when he says he loves you he means if from the deepest part of his soul. he’s not a half ass kind of guy. so please for everyone else on the planet say i love you back or we will all feel his scorpio wrath!!!

doyoung

oh yeah he’s going to be sad and pouty. a mixture of taeyong and jaehyun but more towards taeyong’s side. like he’ll be visibly hurt but he’ll try to laugh it off and pretend that really awkward situation (on his end) didn’t happen at all. but this man’s heart will have a crack in it. please say it back 🥺

jaehyun

a little shocked that he didn’t hear it back. as someone who doesn’t share his emotions on the daily he would have expected your heart to soar out of your chest and into the stratosphere (exaggeration but you get the point XP) so, not hearing it back he’ll laugh it off, maybe even jokingly mumble ‘yeah i love you too,’ pretending to be you, but won’t bring it up unless it severely hurt him. he’ll just go about things as usual but this will be something that will pop into his head at the most in opportune times 🙃

jungwoo

annoy the living sh*t out of you until you say it back, but annoy in a cute way. he’ll be extra cute and try to get you to admit how much you like him and love being with him. however if you keep ignoring his requests to hear i love you too he will take it personal and become a pouty whiny mess. may even tear up a little. he’s a sensitive puppy… just say i love you too and throw in a head pat 🤭

mark

do not break this guys heart you cruel evil person! he will literally be sad. ask if he did something wrong, if you’re okay, what’s going on that you didn’t say i love you back. may even try to joke but inside he’s dying. DON’T YOU DARE HURT MARK!!!

haechan

he would get super pouty if he didn’t hear you say i love you too. i mean here he is declaring his undying love (not like he hasn’t said it already and professed it to everyone he came into contact with like the little sh*t he is) but for you to not say i love you too?! the nerve!!! so what will he do? two can play at this game. the next time you say you love him, well, don’t expect to hear it back 🙃 karma’s a b*tch and haechan knows how to play the game 🤭

disclaimer: once again this post is for sh*ts and giggles and to have fun. i literally even if i looked into astrology would have no idea how someone would react to not hearing the words ‘i love you too,’ it would depend on the emotional and mental maturity of the person and their emotional and mental state in that given moment. i just used my own opinion as a fan of 127 to create little scenarios. so don’t be throwing hate my way 🤪 love you guys 💕

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lavender-z-love · 2 years ago

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Lipstick

Kim Jungwoo X Black.Fem Reader

Genre: Smut, 18+, Switch, Fluff, Home Coming.

Warnings: Mentions of biting, Pet names, Terms of endearment, fluff, slight aftercare, alot ov Seggs so please–

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: After a long tour across the world, you boyfriend finally returns to you. You plan something special for him, and so does he!

A/n: I know, Its a really long smut. It's literally not my fault- I saw jungwoo's 2 baddies photos and deadass busted a nut. My god this man is so fine. ☠️ Anyway— 90% of it is sex and the other 10% is like story or whatever— It's really in detail and gets in there so if you don't like that, feel free to stop reading and finish another time!

Wordcount: 4.1k

Part uno: Here

Part Dos: SOON

Jungwoo was busy with the promotions lately. He hadn't been home in a while. Translating to a couple of months; seven to be exact. Even before that, he'd come visit you then eventually he would stop once he began to finish his schedules late into the night. Needless to say he was exhausted. Finally the boys would have some free time, when Jungwoo got back to Seoul he told you he'd be back to you in an hour or so. So you had planned something special for his returning to you. In all honesty you were planning this for the last couple of days, now today was the day to follow through your welcome home gift.

A soft purple set you picked up from a store you had gone to hours prior. A lacy bra, which contained such pleasing little patterns on the cups. The bra contained lacy white ripples along the underwire and another layer of lace ripples following the underband. The cups see-through while the top of cup trimmed to a cute frilly pattern. The bones of the bra white and almost mimicking a corset. Lastly the centre gore displayed a small satin bow.

A garter belt, white thigh-highs, and soft purple panties. Throw that all together and you were practically an enchantress, waiting to tempt the love of your life the moment he walks through that front door.

Jungwoo messaged you; 'Im right down the road'.

You unlock the door, before disappearing back to the bedroom. Texting Jungwoo back— Letting him know, not to be alarmed and that the door would be unlocked. Soon before you know it, the doorknob began to rumble; it twisted and opened.

The door shut, a light click sound followed soon after. That could only mean one thing; Jungwoo was now in your residence. Slow and subtle creaking followed by some footsteps and that voice you hadn't heard in what felt like ages.

"My Lovely! I'm here! I got your text, don't think I’m some random person entering”, You peak your head past the door frame. To your surprise Jungwoo's hair had been dyed jet black. He was also wearing a suit. Almost like he was dressed for the occasion, even had a bouquet of flowers with him. A large bouquet of peonies, they varied in different sizes and colors. White, light pink, magenta... all appealing colors.

Jungwoo walked out of your vision causing you to soon step beyond the door frame to follow him.

He was setting some of his belongings down next to the livingroom table, and the bouquet on the table. Immediately after, Jungwoo began shedding his suit jacket. Neatly folding it neatly, setting it to the side. The silky suit, showcasing Jungwoo's figure, casting a sexy silhouette. Especially that vest, it contoured his body, giving an idea how slim his waist was. All in all Jungwoo looked incredible and you were practically drooling at the sight. After a short while of silence, Jungwoo called out to you again. "Love? You there?"

"Hi Jungwoo", You purred to him. He smiles, hearing you sweet voice. He was digging through his bag to get something, so he had’t seen you yet.

"Hey Love! You were starting to worry me, I was...",his voice comes to a halt as his eyes land on you.

You shyly smiled at him, sitting on the arm of the couch. Crossing your legs, you were practically modeling your lingerie for him. "Y/n, Princess..Whats this? I-Is this for me?", He asked with curiosity. His face bursting out into a bright pink hue. His chocolate eyes were drinking in the sight in front of him. Jungwoo expected to see you over the moon now that he was back home to you, though to see you dressed in a lingerie- it never crossed his mind. You were so shy about your body, where did this side of you come from?

"I could ask you the same thing Mr. Kim", you pointed to his suit, making Jungwoo look down at himself before looking back at you.

"M-My suit? What about it?"

Jungwoo’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on anything else but you, stealing his attention from any and everything. It was obvious you were attempting to tease him, and needless to say it was working. It goes without saying, this man was enamoured by you.

"Nothing at all...It's just that, you look rather ravishing Jungwoo." Jungwoo's pink hue, now bleeding up to his ears. A sweet smile spread across his face as he checks you out. You stand up walking towards your boyfriend slowly removing his tie. Jungwoo looked down at you, you were so pretty he didn't know what to do. Jungwoo sighed with desire, after all you did just surprise him in a bewitching lingerie.

"What are you doing Y/n?", you remained silent catching a glance up at him. You finish removing his tie from his neck. Your hands run along the back of Jungwoo's neck, then over his adam's apple and under his chin. His eyes close as you caress his neck, enjoying your little touches. It feels like its been years...

Now with your boyfriend's necktie in your hands you make a bee-line towards your bedroom. "W-Wait, you're just going to tease me?" Only to be ambushed, then pushed onto the bed. "Princess..", your beautiful boyfriend whispered. You walked to the bedroom door, closing it then locking it. "Yes?" You hummed. Now walking over to your dresser, you grab a long black cloth before turning back to Jungwoo as he was still sitting on the bed.

Gazing at how alluringly the lace hugged your curves and how the lace brushed against your toned thighs. "Hands behind your back." You ordered as you hold your boyfriend's necktie in his vision.

Jungwoo found it amusing, "Princess look, I appreciate you wearing this for me but before we continue-." You silence Jungwoo, grabbing his chin, forcing him to look up at you,"I’m not asking baby, I'm demanding." Jungwoo had something planned for you, something big, looks like he would have to wait a while. Not that he was complaining though.."Right, Yes Princess-", He said giving in.

With his hands now bound behind his back, you gently push at his shoulder causing him to stumble backwards. His silky, shinny black hair spilled and spread out along the sheets of your bed. You could tell he was starting to enjoy the little predicament he was placed in. "What are you gonna do to me? Hm?" He watches every step you take as you make your way to the dresser again. This time taking out a tube of a dark scarlet lipstick.

Slowly bending over your dresser to tease him a bit. His breath hitched, and pants tightened seeing the way your delicate flower created a print against your see-through, lace panties. The way your panties hugged your ass was nothing to be overlooked either. The color of the lace, the texture and patterns of the lace creating a beautiful masterpiece. Not to mention the beautiful contrast in the colors of your panties and dark skin tone. Your ass looked amazing, there was no denying. "Princess..Please don't be like this. Shouldn't we be celebrating?"

You ignored him, evenly spreading your liquid rouge along your lips. Placing the little tube between your breasts in case you needed to add another layer of pigment. You turned to Jungwoo who was still laying on his side, admiring you. Desperate for you to come to him so he could get a better look at you. With the other black cloth in hand you strut over to Jungwoo, straddling him. You grab his collar, forcing him to sit up straight. It surprised him, the amount of strength to pull him up with one arm. He almost thought you were furious with him. He laughs nervously,"Y-You're so strong..", he confessed.

Still silent, you begin blindfolding your boyfriend, leaving him unable to depend on his sight nor his touch. You finish then once again, letting Jungwoo out of your grip. Leaving him to fall back onto your sheets. You giggle, crawling off of him. Your delicate voice calling out to him, "Kim Jungwoo~"

Forced to use his hearing, in an attempt to follow your voice,"Yes Love?" A sudden dip in the mattress, as you sat on your bed. Hovering over him, you bring your tinted red lips to his ear.."Welcome Home baby." Jungwoo shivered at your seductive octave. Your lips lock on and attack on his neck began. Marks of lipstick left behind, leaving traces of where you were. Your boyfriend hummed with satisfaction, loving the kisses you were giving him. "Oh? You're finally talking to me now? How about you let me see you~",Jungwoo purred. Your hands exploring his clothed body, lightly tugging at his suit.

"Jungwoo, you should know..I won't give you what you want right away. Be a good boy and I might consider."

Jungwoo smiled, excitingly sighing, ”Yes princess.” Jungwoo wriggles around, his arms tugging as he was desperately trying to loosen the knots around his wrist. “Y-You know, You’re stunning like this- Whats gotten into you gorgeous?”, your boyfriend asked drunken with desire. “Nothing in particular...”, You paused, closing in on his face. You leaned in, whispering into his ear, ”It’s more like, what hasn’t been in me”, You responded, planting a kiss behind your beloved’s ear. Jungwoo purred feeling your lipstick, tainting his skin.

“Oh princess, I can help you. all you have to do is untie me love”, Your boyfriend flirted.

Causing you to giggle.. Guess you weren’t the only one who was needy. Nibbling on your lover’s ear, your slim fingers slowly but carefully unbutton Jungwoo's vest then dress shirt. He shivers feeling ice cold air brush against his skin. "All you can do is sit there and feel for me. Guessing where I might attack you from. Isn't that enough Jungwoo?" You say teasingly, painting his chest with lipstick marks.

"Ngh, Y-Yes..though I'd rather see you my Love,"He whines.

Still nipping at his skin, having a purple bruise behind to tell the story. Jungwoo breathing heavily due to little pain the bruises left behind. Hearing him plea was like feeding you energy to continue. Light giggles spill past your plump lips, "too bad.."

Your hands caressing his clothed thighs going lower even in between them. Jungwoo licks his lips, slowly grinding against your hand. You help him and press your hand against him. Jungwoo's beautiful, breathy gasps fill your bedroom. It was pretty obvious you were enjoying this. Usually Jungwoo would take the lead but now, it was safe to say that, this was a nice change in direction.

Especially having him beneath you and unable to move. Your hand comes to a stop massaging him. Your slim fingers shift in direction, up to his belt buckle. With clinking noises echoing in the room, Jungwoo lifts his hips a big letting you remove his belt. Unbuttoning his pants before lowering them a bit. You get off the bed and sink between his legs making yourself comfortable. From this angle, gazing up at him, seeing all the love bites, kiss marks, scratch marks..all of it was divine.

Your hand feeling over the large tent in your boyfriend's pants. Slipping his underwear down just a bit, letting him breathe and spring out before you. "Jungwoo, Baby? Still awake?"

"Yes, of course Love", he cheerfully called out to you. "Good."

Jungwoo smiled, "Why Love? Is something the ma-". Jungwoo's sentence cut off as his head was thrown back expressing pleasure. Your nose hitting his torso. Taking Jungwoo's length fully down your throat. Doing it without any warning, catching Jungwoo off guard. His voice, Moans echoing against the walls of your bedroom. "L-Love, Princess! You can't just suddenly-"

Without warning, once again, your tongue tracing a long stripe starting at the underside of his shaft and making your way up to his head, swirling your tongue around his tip. Bobbing your head up and down, practically swallowing his cock. Proceeding to not take your tongue off of him at all, not giving him any time at all to rest. Your lips pulling away with a kiss, a string of saliva connected you two. Jungwoo now wriggling about, his cock missing the wet warmth of your mouth.

"Fuck..Princess, Let me see you-",he cooed. Your hand slowly stroking him, "Baby, you've already asked me that already. Still so content on seeing me? Hm?", You questioned. Your thumb rubbing against his tip in a circle pattern, sending electric waves through his body. With is breath hitching,"O-Oh!",he cried,”Y-Yes but-"

"But?" ,you hummed.

You're boyfriend In a complete state of bliss. Such a pretty picture in front of you. Jungwoo's wrists bound together, chest on full display, his neck on full display as his head was thrown back. His body from the pelvic area to his face was covered in lipstick marks, love bites came into a close second. Jungwoo's face was flushed red, and his hair glued to his face by his sweat.

"h-hah...Princess, do you want me to beg?",his breath staggers hungrily.

"That would be nice" ,You agreed. You leave from between your boyfriend's legs straddling him, watching him from above.

"Yeah baby, do you think you could beg for me?" His cock brushing against your clothed pussy. Loving this unexpected side of you. His chest lowers and rises, releasing a breathy, "Yes".

"My sweet, Please Let me see you." You feel Jungwoo thrust up against you, and you pressing down on him, "A little more?" Jungwoo chuckled, "Pretty Please?" Your grinding slowed down, becoming more sensual and teasing-like as you praised him for his cute pleas. You leaned down onto Jungwoo more, your breath gently grazing your boyfriend's face.

"I'm so upset with you."

Jungwoo's grinding then stopped, hearing something he hadn't expected to hear. "Upset with me?" Suddenly your lips were pressed against Jungwoo's, silencing him. Your hands cupping his face, slowing lifting up his blindfold. His eyes opened, gazing into your beautiful brown eyes.

"Y/n? Love whats wrong." You eyesight slowly blurr.. You sniffled, falling to his chest, "I really missed you, you idiot! Leaving me here for so long." No you weren't really upset with him, more like..You were so happy you didn't know how to express your bottled up feelings.

Jungwoo chuckled, smiling softly. "I missed you too Y/n. I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner." With your hands on either side of Jungwoo's head, keeping you up. "Hm?" ,he noticed your eyes gazing at your lips, "Will you kiss me?" Once again, sniffling. You wipe your tears before replying, "I don't know..I already gave you what you want."

"Oh really? And what was that?"

"I’m giving you the privilege to see me Jungwoo."

Jungwoo smirked, "Seriously have I has my absence had such an effect on you, that you've turned into such a teasing domineering-goddess?" Jungwoo puckers his lips up to you in a playful manner. You fight the urge to roll your eyes, finally submitting to your boyfriend. Months of you two being separated, in two separate countries, on opposite sides of the world.. to finally be able to touch him, and feel him physically it made you very happy. Your lips leave his lips, placing kisses on his cheeks, your delicate eyelashes ticking him. Jungwoo wiggling a bit from him laughing, and attempting to throw you off of him. Though, there’s a foreign feeling; a feeling on your lower leg.

"Babe? Whats in your pocket."

Jungwoo stammered cursing to himself. He'd forgotten he had got something for you, in the midst of you seducing him— forgetting the object was in his pocket.

"Um..Well, It's a little something I picked up-" He hoped you wouldn't search his pocket, though you did anyway. Taking out a silk, luxurious, little black box. It was outlined by white trim, topped off with a little white bow.

Well you'd already found it, not doubt you were going to open it. Jungwoo stared up at you, smiling, there's no better time than now. "Y/n, Love look, I know this isn't the most Ideal setting..you know me being tied up, err well, in the middle of foreplay to propose- I promise I had a whole speech written down for you..but to shorten things— Will you marry me?"

You didn't hesitate, a quick, "Yes.." Opening the tiny box, you find a beautiful diamond. The ring's metal was a sterling silver, small sapphire gemstones encrusted around the main Gem, which was shaved down to a heart. So excited, you scurried off of your boyfriend and over to your dresser. "Oh Jungwoo, I'd love to marry you!"

You removed the ring from the tiny box, and sliding it on your finger. You held your hand up to the ceiling and up to the light. Watching the sapphires blue color reflect from the gem and dance on the walls. "Wow..Its beautiful—". Your eyes catch motion in the mirror. Jungwoo's reflection, now sitting up, his wrists unbound. Realizing this, you quickly turning around. Your fiancé, playfully smirking at you. He held up the tie, waving it around.

"How'd you-"

"Tie better knots Love." Now discarding his top clothing, he makes his way off the bed and towards you. Oh...He was sure to get back at you. Now the tables have turned. Instead you were thrown onto the bed, and harshly kissed.

"Don't you think its quite fair, after you marked me up and down?"

"Don't toy with me Jungwoo—" ,you demanded as he pinned your hands to either side of your head after climbing on top of you seductively. "I want to punish you so bad you know?"

You cried, "J-Jungwoo!" feeling his teeth nip at your skin on your breasts. "But today, I'll be a good fiancé" ,Jungwoo cooed. Jungwoo settling himself between your legs, his eyes glued to your laced cunt. Pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles, then lacing his arms around your thighs. “Babe- what are you..”, you were interupted by his lovely voice. “You tempt me, I'm so hungry for you”.

He quickly buried his face between your thighs teasing you. Slightly breathing against your inner thighs, brushing his lips against your inner thighs. Looking up at you while teasing you. Your hand making a bee-line for Jungwoo’s head to pull him into you. Though to no avail, Jungwoo quickly released your thighs, holding your wrists in his clutches.

“Princess, why can't you behave?”, He gently laughed, ”I’m giving you what you want.” He reached for his necktie you had used prior to bound him. “You’re taking too long babe! I need you now!”, You confessed. Your fiancé reaching around you, bounding your wrists behind your back, ”I only just gotten back- My future wife is dressed up in this enchanting lingerie, and just expects me to fuck her quickly?” Now with your wrists bound behind you, pinned down my a hot and heavy body a sweet, romantic lust swirling in his irises, clouding his vision, ”I need to take my time and worship you, Let me love you down”.

Once again, Jungwoo’s face was between you thighs. Though this time, his kisses were replaced by small love bites. “Jungwoo, You’re driving me crazy!” Your hungry admission bringing delight to your future husband, ”In due time Beautiful”, he teasingly hums. Eventually giving in and granting you what you desire. Jungwoo made himself comfortable on the bed next to you. There that cheeky smile is, it was never too far away... “What are you doing?”

“Granting the first wish, Sit on my face Love”, he purred, voice sounding like silk. Your face tints, feeling sheepish because of his request. You’ve never rode your fiancé’s face before. You stutter crawling over to him" ,Jungwoo..We’ve never done this-”, You expressed.

“I know, which is why we should try now, hm?”

“But what if I suffocate you?”, you asked nervously.

Jungwoo’s temperature rises hearing that, turning him on even more. “Y/n, My Love..In all honesty, that doesn’t sound bad at all”, He confessed chuckling. He motions for you to come to him. Obeying Jungwoo, you position yourself above his face. “Are you sure about this babe?”, you asked.

“Yeah princess. I’ll tap on your thigh if I need to. I’ll be fine, here sit."

His veiny hand gripping you thighs, guiding your hips to their seat. As soon as your body connects with Jungwoo’s face, It was over. He didn’t even give you time to settle before he went to town on you. His tongue flicking your clit, and you sitting on him adding pressure.

It was alot, so naturally your response was to get up and move. It goes without saying, Jungwoo was not letting you go anywhere. Your fiancé’s grip tightening,”Wait! Jungwoo!”, You screamed his name earning a sound of delight from him. His hums sending spine-tingling vibrations through you from your wet core. Begging for something to grip and hold onto, losing your balance—

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm over past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm a bit past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo’s fingers pinching, pressing, twisting your clit. You didn’t realize how many times your fiancé’s name fell out of your mouth. Him however, Jungwoo kept count. Speeding up the tempo everytime, your voice angelic moans bounce through your room. You subconsciously grip his hair as you rode his pretty face. Your eyes rolling back, your thighs aching from holding yourself up over his face, losing your balance.

“O-Oh J-Jungwoo..”, you stuttered, ”S-So good..I’m gonna cum-”, you struggled to get out past the cute sounds you were making. Jungwoo, moving his mouth from your hole, and to your clit- sucking it..sending you over the edge. As a response you pulled your beloveds face into you, your juices drenching his lips and chin.

You felt gentle taps from below you. You lift up your hips, giving him room to admire you from below.

"You're incredibly sweet you know that?", Your fiancé affirmed. You look down at Jungwoo, panting, trying to capture your breath. He reaches his hands around you, loosening the threads that held your wrists together.

"Jungwoo..Where did you learn that from?", you asked climbing off of him and off the bed. Suprised your lingerie panties was still intact, especially after that make-out session Jungwoo had with your pussy lips.

Jungwoo getting off the bed, shedding the rest of his clothing. His shoes, socks, pants, underwear, in that order. He chuckled, amused by the tone in which you had asked him, "I just went with the flow~ Besides, a magician never reveals his secrets."

Now leaving the bedroom and going into the bathroom, your curiosity of where your fiancé was going vocalized. "Babe, where are you going?"

Jungwoo reentered your bedroom with multiple small packet in his hand. He smiled, "I can't prepare for my wife?"

"N-No! It's not that..I just thought we were finished", You admitted.. Jungwoo taking a seat before slipping on a condom, then turning to you.

“I do remember hearing you say something along the lines of you missing something of me inside you”,Jungwoo flirted.

“Up until now, I’ve had both my tongue and fingers inside you. All that’s left is..” You gazed at Jungwoo hungrily before quickly looking away. Your fiance approching you, holding your hands ever so gently. He gazes into your eyes, tenderly laying you down on your bed. With him on top of you.

“So? Any requests?”

“Requests?”

He nods, ”On how you want to be pleased tonight?” He waited for your answer, caressing your legs, your laced, gartered, thighs and then...a smack delivered to your butt. You clung to him, yelping with your eyes closed shut.

“I need an answer Mrs. Kim.”

Jungwoo now placing kisses along your wrist, "Okay! Everything.”

He paused, ”Everything?”

With now heavy breathing the anticipation nearly killing you, thighs rubbing together. You eagerly admitted, ”Yes..Passionate, Rough...Gentle, Slow, Fast-” Jungwoo hearing your confession, he fetches your unoccupied hand. Capturing it before pinning it above your head, before spreading your legs. He settles himself between them. In the process of attempting to slide your lace panties to the side, he rips them in the process. You gasp,”Jungwoo! I just bought this!”

He laughs quietly, ”My apologies princess, I’ll buy you a new set.”

He leans in, delicately giving your cheeks love, kissing them. His head teasing your entrance making you grow impatient “Jungwoo..” You murmured. Bucking at him you earned a chuckle from him. “Yes of course my love. As you wish.”

Slowly, the both of you become one. His fingers intertwined with yours. Your head thrown back in delight, as the anticipation was finally put to an end and fulfilled. Jungwoo’s slowly sheathing himself fully inside you, whispering sweet nothings you. His voice husky with desire to please you, desire to make you his fully.

“I’m going to start moving, okay Princess?” You nodded, and soon after sent to pure ecstasy. Your hands in need of something to grab, fists ball up, clutching bed sheets.

“Fuck you’re stunning.”

With your legs draped over your lover’s shoulders, pulling you by your thighs into his chest as he slowly thrusts. His loving yet sharp gaze, so powerful it could burn holes through you. Those slender fingers sliding under your thigh-high, pulling it up a bit; exposing those sexy legs of yours. Jungwoo’s plump, pink lips; They trail kisses along your calf, shin, your knees..even up to your ankle and heels.

Your vision is going fuzzy, watching him, let alone feeling him was starting to do a number on you. While his pretty lips were currently leaving precious marks on your legs, his hips buck. Jungwoo now leaning onto you a little more, releasing your perfect legs and letting them rest on his sides.

"You okay?" You heavy breathing calming down as you come back to reality.

"Y-Yes..I'm fine." He chuckles, "Good because I'm going to go deeper." Jungwoo helps you off your back and into the bed. "On your hands and knees princess."

"Yes Sir.."

Jungwoo positions himself behind you, "You're being obedient now? You don't want to keep the reigns tonight?"

"Jungwoo, If you knew what you looked like in that suit.."

He chuckles, "You're so cute, you know?" Pressing himself to your entrance, he leans over you from behind. His arm, reaching over your body, holding you close. His soft lips trace and kiss the back of your ear.

"Are you ready Princess?", he whispers.

"Yes..Fuck Jungwoo. Yes sir, I need it bad."

"No need for roles anymore Princess, I just want to make love to you."

His tip stroking at your entrance before filling you full again. Your fists ball up, tangled in the sheets. Your face quickly pressed to the sheets in attempt to silence your cries of pleasure. Jungwoo leaned against your body more, looming over your back. Pressing kisses to your back, your shoulders, arms, the back of your neck.

"Are you hiding from me? I want you to be loud Princess. Don't hide your voice tonight."

Jungwoo slips his hand under your chin, forcing you to look ahead of you instead of down. Jungwoo starts moving his hips, this making your jaw drop and exhale with the suprise motion. A sea of swear words fall past your lips, grunts and moans follow behind. Your legs were turning into putty just sitting there as your fiancé fed you sexually. His hand under you, around your waist; holding you as he plays with your clit. His juicy lips mumbling dirty yet sweet words into your shoulder.

"Greedy so greedy. Your body is so clear about what it wants."

You whimper. Jungwoo huffs as he pulls away slowly then quickly plunging himself back into you, Constantly earning moans. "Tell me princess, did you touch yourself when I was absent?" His thrusts speed up slightly making it heard for you to answer..

"Ah..Y-Yes!", you struggled, "I-I tried!"

"Tried? So, you couldn't succeed?"

"N-No."

"Couldn't cum? Mmm, well..Im here to help you," Jungwoo purred in you ear seductivly. The slaming of his hips became heavier, and harder. You drooled at the feeling of his girthy cock repeatedly going deeper in everytime he fucks you. Your knees buckling, shivering every new thrust given to you. You couldn't stay up straight for him.

"J-Jungwoo..My legs– I..."

"Yes love, I understand." In a swift motion, Jungwoo takes a pillow and places it under your hips. This keeping your butt up comfortably. "Relax Love." You nod, letting your body relax as the pillow propped your bottom end up for Jungwoo. Jungwoo, without warning plunged himself back inside you.

You gasped feeling him stretch you out. A hot low moan coming from his lips filling your ears. Jungwoo starts of slow again, then goes faster. Sexy strokes as he fucks you. Feeling your fiancé loom over you, holding your hands down in the process. Those sweet whispers adding fuel to your excited flames.

"Princess..my beautiful princess—" You sighed happily hearing his delicate voice serenading your ears.

"Oh my god—", you cry out slaming your face into the sheets. Jungwoo chuckles, kissing your hair as he slams into you. Your fiancé��s hand once again, under you chin holding your face up.

"Y-You're...so g-good!", you cried

"Really? Want more?"

A minor change in positions takes place. He gets up pulling you by your luscious legs to the end of the bed, leaving your legs off the bed while you bend over the edge of it on your stomach. Jungwoo moves the pillow from your hips, and gives it to you. "Here Princess, you might need this." The sudden change in position drove you crazy. The tip of his beautiful cock constantly kissing your cervix.

"Is it better? Deeper? Huh love?" To fucked up to reply you only responded in the love language of wailing moans. Dicking you down, fucking you into the mattress harder and harder— building that beautiful knot known as an orgasm. Jungwoo curses, slanting down to lick along your spine. His tongue stopping at your shoulders and kissing there as he chased the both of you chased. Jungwoo pulling your hips into his by your garter belt. With no time at all, the garter belt ripped. Jungwoo growls tossing it onto the floor.

"You must love ripping my lingerie— d-dont you..", Past the grunts and moans you manage to make out.

"Princess, it's going to come off sooner or later", he sighed. Your fiancé’s biting down at his lip in an attempt to hold back his cute noises.

"G-Gonna cum pretty girl?"

You nod and Jungwoo speeds up, lifting up your right leg to help him go deeper against that spot.

"Fuck...Fuck, fuck!!", you exclaimed. You reached back, with a hand to attempt and push his hips into yours. Jungwoo only chuckled, removing your slim fingers and pinning them ahead of you.

"Your really itching for this huh?" This time his speed slowed down, but his strokes were harsh. Once again, pulling away slowly then suddenly raming into you. The sound of skin echoing, and bouncing off the walls was discussingly loud. Your eyes rolling back as that knot on the verge of releasing.

Jungwoo, pinching and rubbing your beautiful clit with little more pressure than before. His other hand locking fingers with yours that contained the beautiful ring he had given you. That was the final straw, exactly what you needed. That final reach ecstasy in your sugary sweet rendezvous. Feeling that knot unravel, bringing about a ear-splitting weep as you creamed around your fiancé’s length. Jungwoo fucked into you, until you rode out your glorious climax. He overestimates you in the process of chasing his own. Jungwoo pulled out, yanked the condom off and shot his warm seed on your lower back.

"Y/n? Princess? Baby..You okay?"

With heavy breathing, trying to regain your breath you nod. Not realizing it, but Jungwoo left for a minute to get a warm towel for clean up. The warm towel placed on your mid-back feeling absolutely amazing; resulting in you sinking comfortably into the bed sheets. Then suddenly, there was a quick yet wet feeling pulled in one direction on your lower back.

You gasped,"J-Jungwoo?!" You lifted your head up tempting to look back behind you. You saw him, gorgeous smile spread across his face soon melting into a vampish smile. "Hm? Whats wrong?" You gazed at him, feeling your face heat up, then tried to look at your lower back and once again looking back at your fiancé.

"You..Did you just—"

"What? Lick my cum off of you? Yes.."

"Why did you—"

"Don't act suprised, you should know I'd lick any kind of icing off your body." You turned around burying your flustered expression into the pillow. "Princess..Whats wrong", he asked playfully. Knowing what he had done made you sky he teased you anyway.

"Nothing–", your voice muffled. Still on the edge of the bed your fiancé took notice,"Hey Y/n. Are your legs okay? You haven't moved. Do you need help?" You nod embarrassed, "A little." He chuckled, watching you flip over to your back so he could pick you up bridal style. And he did. In his muscular arm arms, you leaned your head against his broad shoulders.

"Aww, I really done a number on you huh?"

"Hush you", you chirped.

"Yes ma'am ♡" Slowly placing you down on the soft mattress below you. He sat beside you on the bed, massaging your thighs. "How are you feeling y/n? Your legs feeling any better?"

You nodded eyes glued on him, "What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes you Jungwoo..Who else am I talking to hun", you said softly.

"I'm just fine", Jungwoo confirmed. He leaned down to kiss you. That gorgeous black hair posing as curtains, draping down onto your beautiful face. "Want a bath? New sheets?" He asked in a willing voice. "Another Round?", you ask with a Coy face. "Another?"

"Yes please" ,You expressed pulling him down onto the bed. You straddled him, making Jungwoo a little shocked.

"Oh, I thought your legs weren't feeling well?"

"The feeling is gone Hun."

"Taking charge this round?" Your hands on his toned chest and at the ready. Slightly clawing at his pale skin, slowing grinding on him.

"Yeah. Now shut up and let me ride you." You earned a low moan from Jungwoo as he watched your body move with such fluidity.

"Yes Princess ♡"

Written November 2022, Posted May 12th.

(Sorry, its been in my drafts so long and still might not be good with grammar. I will add a few revisions and fix spelling, punctuation later! Thanks!!)

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lilpumkin · 11 months ago

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doyoung - nct 🪷

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"but baby you have to come" you were giggling because of doyoungs whining. "doyoung, ask taeyong first" "TY can y/n come?... he said yes, so please" "okay okay, be there in a bit, love you" "love you too"

for some reason, your boyfriend was wanting you to come to the photo shoot since they were shooting for their new album release.

as you mildly attempted to get ready, you kept on your sweats and t-shirt, pulled your hair into a low loose bun, and walked out the door.

you made it to the studio in a matter of minutes and walked into the shooting area. "hi guys" "hey y/n" they all said in unison. "doyoung is getting his outfit rn" "thanks TY" as you make your way back to his dressing room you knock on the door.

"come in" "hi baby, whatcha gonna wear?" as soon as he heard your voice he spun around and ran over to hug you "hi" he pecked your lips and then showed a gummy smile. "hi...okay, show me what your gonna wear"

"oooo, I like it, hurry up and get changed I don't want to put you behind schedule." he pecked your lips once more before you left to talk to the other members. once you walked back out to the shooting area, you found a couch to sit on while waiting on the others to finish changing.

jongwoo: hi y/n

y/n: hey, I really like the concept fits for this shoot

jongwoo: me too. did doyoung really drag you out here?"

y/n: haha yeah he did

you and jungwoo decided to catch up a bit since you haven't seen any of the members due to the busy schedule. soon the rest of the members came out.

you are the closest with jungwoo out of the group asides from your boyfriend. but you both start dying when johnny came out. johnny looked at you both with a confused expression.

johnny: are you guys ok?

you and jungwoo already knew that you were thinking the same thing.

jungwoo: hyung... are you ever gonna find a shirt?

with jungwoo toppled over himself, you tried forming a sentence which partially came out

y/n: johnny I swear every comeback- you never have a shirt

a/n: you know, just in case y'all forgot🙈

now both you and jongwoo are rolled up on the floor. jonny rolls his eyes and walks away with a smirk on his face. finally doyoung comes out and finds you still giggling to yourself, you manage to point to johnny and doyoung covers your eyes.

"eyes for me only princess" "obviously but why can nobody give johnny a shirt every comeback" you manage to get a little giggle out of doyoung.

soon the photo shoot started and they started with solo shots which gave you and doyoung a little time to yourself. you and doyoung were cuddling on the couch and listening to music when they had to pull him off of you.

you saw your boyfriend start shooting and he looked so damn good doing it. he caught you staring so he took the opportunity to wink at you which of course made you blush.

the photo shoot ended faster than expected. the boys congregated towards the couch that you never left, and start coming up with dinner ideas. you all decide on this small eatery on the way back toward your apartment.

while you guys were eating doyoung slid subtle flirty hints to you while keeping his hand towards your inner thigh.

while the others were also caught up in conversation, doyoung whispered into your ear gently, "let's go, baby, I wanna spend some time alone with you" "mm, okay"

you and doyoung managed to slip out the eatery in one piece and with no questions asked. it was only a 15 minute drive back.

the short but silent drive back was peace. there wasn't any awkward silence, you were both comfortable with each others company.

when you arrived at your apartment, you both walked inside and plopped down on the couch. you realized that you had to do some work on your laptop, you so went back into your room to find you laptop. "doyoung" "yes princess" "i may or may have not have forgotten i had to finish up so work on my laptop, are you ok if i finish my work while we watch a movie, you can pick" "of course love, come out here" "i'm sorry that i have to finish it, i was working on it before i came to see you earlier"

while doyoung sat on the couch, you sat in between his legs on the floor. you tried to finish as fast as you could, which you were able to finish with in 2 hours.

while you started to put your work things away, you realized that doyoung was asleep. after you finished getting ready for bed, you decided to fill up your water bottle. you felt 2 arms wrap around your waist and a head in the crook of your neck "baby, you know you can get in bed right?" "yeah but i wanted to wait for you princess" you could tell that he was tired. "come on let's go"

as you set your water bottle on you bed side table you catch a glimpse of doyoungs zombie walk and then tosses him self on to the bed dragging you down with him.

"can you pay attention to me now?" you let out a small laugh "always"

as you drift into a deep sleep doyoung snuggles up into your neck again and you both sleep peacefully.

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next morning

you find that your boyfriend is still laying on top of you, but when you try to get up you get dragged back down and with that a husky voice appears "mmm... don't leave me... i think we should here today" "but i have to go to work babe" "mm, no. you don't get to go, we're staying here" "whatever you say doyoung" you giggled a bit and sat you a bit.

"i think we should watch a movie"

"anything for you princess"

#kpop #kpop boys #kpop fanfic #kpop imagines #kpopidol #nct #nct 127 #nct u #nct x reader #nct doyoung #nct scenarios #nct imagines #kim doyoung #doyoung

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dojae-huh · 1 month ago

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Content during Jaehyun's and Doyoung's first solo album release:

Their contents have more in common than one might think. Jaehyun had to show his personality again to the world so he did a lot of variety where he could show off his charms. Doyoung explained how NCT is known for it's neo music so he had to go out there and show everyone what his style of music was and he did just that. It is true that Doyoung sang more but both had a similar number of variety content and there is not a very big difference. Also we do not know what content is going to be released after Jaehyun's trip to America.

My personal favorites were Inkigayo Caught on Cam (superstitions content) and Doyoung's fan chant guide for Little Light (Does it really count as promotional content? Hmm since it was released during the promotional period I'll count it as one). Both content showcased more of their own personality or atleast how I perceive them to be - Jaehyun as the clumsy nerd and Doyoung as the strict professor.

Both participated in festivals - Doyoung as a headliner for Lovesome Festival and Jaehyun as a guest of Lauv for Seoul Jazz Festival. Jaehyun appeared on Bibim-Pop with Dynamic Duo and Doyoung went on SBS Radio with Kiss of Life. Jaehyun shot 2 MV's which were featured on fashion magazines YouTube channel (Smoke - W Korea & Can't Get You - Esquire Korea) and Doyoung did 8 PM Concert with Vogue Korea. Both appeared on dingo story - Jaehyun read stories for 5 days and Doyoung met with a fan. NCT channel content: Jaehyun filmed ASMR content (one with talking and one without) and Doyoung was a guest & host on Muk2u. Jaehyun went on No Prepare hosted by Lee Youngji and Doyoung went on K Star Nextdoor hosted by Jonathan. Jaehyun shot a content pretending to be an English teacher with Car the Garden and Doyoung appeared as a college student on TIKTIK.

Singing + talking content: Jaehyun - Lee Mujin Service Doyoung - Today's Joo Woojae, Everyday is Thursday with Hyunah, Paul Kim's content*, HUP Karaoke, The Seasons with Zico *Doyoung does not sing but he does play 2 songs. (Technically Bibim-Pop & SBS Radio appearance can also be added here but I'm not doing it because they appear with other guests)

Singing content: 3 for Jaehyun : Smoke - it's Live, Can't Get You & Flamin' Hot Lemon - Mushroom Live 4 for Doyoung : Killing Time, House of Dingo (Band ver.), Rising Voice, Texted - all on Dingo Music channel

Unless I'm forgetting something, the only content that cannot be compared might be Jaehyun's Caught on Cam and Doyoung's appearance on Daechinso Live with Hanbin (ZB1) and Myung Jaehyun (BoyNextDoor).

Jaehyun shot MV for Dandelion & Roses and his highlight medley also had him singing in different sets. But Doyoung's highlight medley did feature his brother Gongmyung and he shot Live Clips for Beginning & Little Light. Both also had documentary style behind the scene videos of how they made the album.

I will never understand trends because I thought for sure the Lee Mujin Service episode with Jaehyun would hit 1 million views pretty quickly and it's getting there but the school content with Car the Garden got it way quicker. Also I'm not really a fan of ASMR content (I barely tolerated the Tingle interview with Doyoung and Jungwoo and I don't think I'll be watching Jaehyun's one) but why does that have more views than the second part of Journey of J? I underestimated the amount of people that like ASMR.

Off topic but if I stretch the truth a little bit, both dyed their hair blonde/platinum (idk what to call the colour) for their Fashion Week appearance after the release of their album. I know Doyoung did it for Walk and Jaehyun did it to twin(?) or maybe for the new MV he might have shot in LA.

Where do I sign in? I'm ready to be number 2 anti.

Thank you for the comparison. As of now, neo soloists are similar in their money worth (if we are comparing with Baekhyun and Taeyeon), so there is no incentive to treat and approach them differently. Everyone gets same budget and same kind of promotion (with individual tailoring within the brackets of time and possibilities). Especially TaeDoJae, who are at the top of popularity. It's not like 127 is "Suzy and the girls".

SM can't invest 300k and get -200k deficit. Even +100k is doing it for the arts and in hopes of future success, considering how much time and workforce is allocated to a single solo project. Therefore, with Jaehyun not earning money with concerts and paying off right away, he received even better treatment than Do if we are talking music business and believing in idea of an artist as a profitable investment, heh. (Jae should have covered the expenses with the sold albums, of course, but you know... there are still no additional money).

I don't understand ASMR either. I didn't watch that DoWoo programme, nor am I going to.

I think "the trends" depend on the target audience. And whether the content is entertainment or not. Look at the abysmal number of views for song recordings and even MV-behinds. You'd think fans would be interested to watch their favourtate artists actually creating something, listen to his thoughts, have a peak behind the scenes... nope. Jae's drinking show got many views right away.

Pff, No prepare ep. has 4,9mln views as of now, while "Smoke" MV is 3,6 mln... How do you become a soloist when you being drunk is more interesting to people than you acting and singing, heh. And then fans insisting that appearences on tv and yt variety shows oh so paramount to career. Did it really help Jaehyun... (well, he liked it, so it's OK).

Even if Jae dyed his hair for the second MV and because he will cut the bleached hair soon, it still counts as twinning (just two hares with one shot). There are numerous other hair colours that can wow people. Jaehyun is not Tae or Mark, he didn't use all his option yet. On the contrary, "to stand out" means to do something others don't do. So repeating a look, especially when your hairstylists are the same, was a deliberate move. Why didn't he colour his hair rose red, for example? (he tried in MV and I didn't notice untill the behind vlog, lmao)

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sweetcrazyluvie · 8 months ago

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thank you everyone for the love on the jungwoo fic omg <3 it is nice to know that there are other snoopyzens and jungps out there bc it really feels like we’re a dying breed 😭 also if you have any questions, thoughts, or requests, please feel free to reach out! I would really appreciate it plus I need more oomfs on here :)

#jungwoo #nct jungwoo #jungwoo smut

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yutafrita · 1 year ago

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To Pierce the White Eye- FOUR

Pre. / One / Two / Three / Four / Fin.

WARNINGS: Graphic depictions of physical violence, crude language, mentions of vomiting, discussions and threats of death, occult imagery, discussions of “virginity," discussions/ mentions of mc dying, majorcharacterdeathsI promise the ending is happy

Chapter WC: 6.1K

“God, you suck,” Sicheng hummed.

You were stationed in the basement of the university in the practice room. Nearing three in the morning, Sicheng has been trying to get you to feel enough anger to ignite your flames so you could properly control them, but you were finding it hard to be filled with enough rage to set two of the three candles in front of you aflame.

“I just don’t… feel rage like that,” you admitted, frustrated. Sicheng had exposed his demon ears and tail, and he glared down at you as you struggled to make the flames return. In the one instance you did conjure them, it was only after you were beating up a training dummy in deep thought about Jaemin that you felt so angry.

“Well, do you have any strong emotions?” Sicheng asked, raising an eyebrow. “You have to feel something.”

“Right now I just feel irritated,” you snapped.

“Come on sis.”

“Don’t call me that,” you countered. To you, Mark was still your brother- your only one at that. Sicheng had no grounds or reason to call you his sister. You loved your family- your real family, and Sicheng did not fit into that equation.

Sicheng smirked, “well, you got one candle lit. Let’s try again tomorrow.”

As he maneuvered out of the practice room, you sat stunned as you stared at the one flickering candle wick, the blue flame feeling like an extension of you. It wasn’t much, but you felt a bit of pride to have conjured the flame of your own volition, and as you felt the extension, you swiftly snuffed it out.

You were so excited, you surprised yourself when the first thing you did was call Jaemin, and even more surprised when you heard the ringing of a phone in the hallway. Within a second, Jaemin knocked on the door, holding his phone up to the door window with a smile on his face.

“How did you know I finished already?” you asked after you opened the door.

“I had a hunch.”

“You watched Sicheng’s path to see when he wasn't with me anymore, huh?” you tilted your head, smirking as he let out a bashful smile. You hadn’t noticed before, but you noted the full plastic bag in his other hand and gestured to it.

It was dinner from Deer Moon, the one restaurant within a comfortable radius of the university that was open all night. It was where Jungwoo and Kun had dragged you to pay your debt to them before, and was now your dinner with the psychic.

“So, you think the Queen is going to resign soon?” you were unscrewing the cap to the soda Jaemin brought, listening as he recounted a few visions he’s been getting.

He nodded, frowning a bit as he shoved his food into his mouth, “Yuta’s going to be miserable,” he muttered between bites.

You matched Jaemin’s frown, “so there’s no way that you can switch the government over or something? Yuta doesn’t seem too keen on being king.”

“Things don’t change in the mythic world quite that easily,” he sighed.

“It’s just… it’s unfair,” you replied, picking at your dinner.

“I know… I saw it changing at some point but now…” his voice trailed off and you met each other’s eyes. “Your eyes are pretty.”

“You have great timing,” you teased, finally eating your meal. “I just think it’s weird that Sicheng is helping me.”

“Hm, it is,” Jaemin agreed but shrugged, “are you happy to be having help?”

“Of course, I’m just suspicious.”

“I’ll keep an eye on him,” Jaemin winked.

The next few weeks followed a similar pattern- day classes, warden duties, night classes, training, and then Jaemin. Before day classes you hung out with Kun and Jungwoo who consistently teased you about the psychic, and after night classes Ten would complain about not having your ear all the time.

All of this time and Jaemin hasn’t even so much as kissed you!

“He’s not my boyfriend,” you grumbled after night class one evening. Mark decided to join you on your guarding of the main building. While there hadn’t been a demon sighting in a while, your brother was still nervous at just the thought of one lurking about.

“You guys are together all the time. You text all the time. You giggle like a schoolgirl whenever you’re with him,” Mark listed. You frowned, knowing the part that your brother was missing- the fact that you two were soulmates. This was something that had laid silent between you and the psychics' interactions now. You both knew that this was a fact, and whenever you felt even more comfortable with the other, this fact made you feel immediately nervous.

“We haven’t even kissed- he’s not my boyfriend,” you repeated the last part, frowning. This took Mark by surprise as he blinked quickly. You rolled your eyes, your gaze returning to the homework you wanted to get a head start on.

“You have a hot boy around you every night and he hasn’t even kissed you?” Mark repeated this statement and you groaned.

“Unless you have anything to tell me about,” you glanced down at the paper, “EEG machines or demons,” you gestured to the empty main building courtyard, “then I don’t want to hear it.”

It was relieving to have a moment of reprieve to be able to learn about something ‘normal.’ Sure, learning that humans generate electricity in your bio class isn’t necessarily the most interesting thing in the world, but it keeps you grounded when faced with the fact that you were the child of Satan and constantly speaking with someone who could see the future.

You felt your brother peering over your shoulder as you scribbled down an answer to your worksheet.

“So we’re all like… batteries? That’s crazy,” he whistled. You wanted to be annoyed, but one glance at your brother made you release a small laugh.

“You’re annoying,” you were still chuckling, punching your brother’s arm lightly. Mark was your brother- you would always have each other's back. You shoved your work back into your pocket, listening to Mark talk about his classes without any fervor. You squinted, studying his face until he stopped speaking. “You have something else on your mind.”

“Hey, don’t turn this on me when you have a weird relationship with a psychic.”

“It has to do with school,” you pointed, watching your brother squirm on the bench. You would always catch him in a lie the same way when you were younger, and just like when you were younger he still squirmed and avoided your gaze. Mark’s ears lit up red and he stood up, turning his gaze away from you.

Mark was always the least interested in Knight’s Cross College and carrying on your family’s mission. Your Dad flipped out when Mark just floated around the idea of applying to a local community college to take classes Knight’s Cross didn’t offer.

“You don’t have to tell me,” you stood up, glancing at your watch, “just know that I’ll support you no matter where you are. I’ll see you later,” you turned back into the main building, making eye contact as a few night students started to leave their classes.

Taeyeon had managed to get your father’s office cleaned and reorganized, making it so that the office hardly wore the marks of a demon attack. You took out your backpack from your designated shelf, and stole a glance at the family portrait. It was the only piece in the office that bore the scar of the attack- small creases over each of your faces where the painting was glued back together.

Re-entering the main hall, the hairs on the back of your neck stood tall. Across the way from the now locked President’s offices stood one of the night class students, his eyes flashing between a brown and a golden hue as he glared at you.

“You,” he practically growled, taking two steps forward. You stole a glance at his night student ID that hung pristinely around his neck on a lanyard- Kim Doyoung. This was a name that Jaemin had mentioned to you briefly- a powerful shifter, and his family belonged to the oligarchy as well.

“Do you need something?” you asked, crossing your arms.

“You know, Jaemin is one of the only psychics left in the world,” Doyoung furrowed his brows, his eyes settling on a golden color.

“And you’re going to tell me to stay away from him?” You fought back a smirk, watching his face contort in anger.

“You need to fuck off- he is royalty and you’re just a human,” he snapped, wolf ears morphing onto the top of his head. Just a human- you had to hold back a laugh.

“Doyoung, fuck off,” you both looked towards the main door, seeing Jaemin standing tall with Hendery at his side. Hendery looked less confident than his friend, but he certainly looked protective nonetheless.

“Jaemin,” Doyoung glared, not even acknowledging the other shifter. Jaemin and Hendery moved forward, standing at your side across from Doyoung. The air was thick with tension, and you knew any moment Sicheng would be at the main gate, waiting to enter for your training.

“Doyoung, you need to learn to keep your nose out of other people’s business,” Jaemin took two steps forwards, close to the angered shifter, “or else… well. I guess people shouldn’t know how they die,” you didn’t have to see Jaemin to know he was wearing a smirk.

Doyoung’s mask dropped for a moment, his eyebrow twitching as he thought over what the psychic just said, “you’re lying.”

“And you’re willing to bet your life on that?” you stepped forward, meeting Jaemin’s side and studying Doyoung.

“She… I can smell that you aren’t human,” Doyoung hissed, “no one else has my skills, but I know it! And I’ll tell everyone.”

You all remained silent, watching Doyoung’s growl grow louder until he fully snarled.

“You should leave,” you spoke up, keeping a stern face as you watched Doyoung fully waver. “You don’t wanna be known as the incredibly talented shifter who died young, now would you?” You added, and with this Doyoung nearly sprinted out of the building, leaving the three of you alone.

“I can’t believe he can smell a change, too,” Hendery muttered, scratching his chin.

“Too?” Jaemin asked.

“… Oh look at the time!” And before either of you could press Hendery, he too flitted out of the main building.

“Weird,” you chuckled, finally looking and making proper eye contact with Jaemin. How have you not kissed?? You’ve definitely made attempts to only be ignored- has he made an attempt that you hadn’t noticed??

“You gonna get that?” Jaemin’s question combined with your phone ringing brought you back.

“Sicheng?”

“I’m canceling tonight. Bye,” he hung up as quickly as you answered.

“Huh,” you muttered.

“What are you gonna do now?” Jaemin asked. You pursed your lips as you thought it over.

“I’ll probably do some practice on my own.”

“Do you want some extra help?”

Jaemin sat behind the candles across from you, the lights dimmed to help you better concentrate on their wicks. Over the past month, you haven’t had any major flare ups and had managed to turn on all of the wicks one after the other, but Sicheng had been having you try to light up the two ends of the trio at the same time without touching the center.

“You have so much more control now,” Jaemin whistled, his eyes wide as he watched you light up the left candle and then the right candle. In his past visions of you (different versions of you) you were far more prone to flare ups, but your flames were so well controlled. He was in awe of you, truly.

You were thankful for the dimmed light and the small blue hue the candles offered, for they were able to hide the blush on your cheeks. Jaemin’s rounded out eyes fully admiring you made your heart pound and throw off your concentration- and this caused all of the candles from wick to their bottom to completely burst into flames.

“Shit!” you cried, horrified as Jaemin grabbed the fire extinguisher to quickly blow it out.

With heavy breathing, Jaemin plopped down next to you, a smile splashed across his face. “That was so cool.”

“I don’t think so.”

“It is… you’re pretty cool,” he playfully pushed your shoulder, and as the blush heated up on your ears and cheeks, you remembered your conversation with Mark. You met the psychic's eyes, noting the deep shade of red his ears wore.

“Kiss me,” you stated plainly, watching Jaemin’s face go blank.

Jaemin had been dying to kiss you since he met you, frankly. He would always catch himself staring at your lips, and sinking into himself whenever your skin would brush against his own. But…

“I… I’ve never kissed anyone,” the shame washed over him as he spoke, and he felt the painful prickle of embarrassment envelope him. He wasn’t focused much on being physically close to anyone, and the only people he had any interest in kissing he never actively tried to. With you, though, he wanted to be as close to you as physically possible, but how could he? Jaemin knew you not only had more experiences, but you deserved the best. There was no way, he felt, he could even compare.

You blinked, “oh… so you don’t want to kiss?” you were confused. You were surprised that someone as beautiful as Jaemin had never kissed anyone, but you were frankly more concerned with whether or not he even felt comfortable kissing you.

“N… no I do want to kiss you but… what if I’m terrible?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at just how adorable he was and placed your hands on his cheeks, feeling the heat from them rise. “Jae… every first kiss is awkward-.”

Jaemin groaned loudly, but you squeezed his cheeks gently to get his attention back, “but! Just like everything… it takes a bit of time and… practice… and just being open with your feelings and your needs.”

“You’re not… freaked out by that? I mean- I’m in college,” Jaemin sputtered out, leaving your hands and listing off all of his tense feelings. You waited and listened, nodding along as he spoke.

“Jae,” you had him look back towards you once he finished, his breathing heavy as he wasn’t able to catch his breath while he poured over his thoughts. “Just… follow my lead,” you whispered, moving slowly forward, and when Jaemin stayed where he was, lips slightly parted, you pressed your lips against his gently.

Jaemin’s lips were soft, and sweet. He was shy as he slowly began to kiss you back, but once he placed his hand on your hip so he could lean in closer, you couldn’t fight your smile. Jaemin was kind, sweet, respectful, and far from your worst kiss.

Your phone ringing loudly forced you two apart, and when you expected just to see blown out pupils you screeched impulsively. Jaemin’s one eye going white was fairly normal, but both of them having glazed over into a white was new and a frankly terrifying sight to you. He blinked in confusion, the white slowly fading.

“Why are both of your eyes white?”

“They are?” He was surprised by this fact, but didn’t seem at all concerned.

“They’re fading back to normal,” you noted as his soft brown eyes returned slowly, along with another phone call.

“Sorry,” you apologized as you checked the caller ID, “Mark?”

“I’m fine, don't listen to him!” it was Mark’s voice, but it was from a farther distance than it should be, and he was shouting. Your blood froze.

“Your brother is quite a baby,” a somewhat familiar voice chimed in. They were calm to a chilling degree with the backdrop of Mark’s shouting.

“Sicheng,” you gritted your teeth, “what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“Deer Moon. Come here- alone- or your brother croaks,” the line went dead afterwards, and you felt your heart stop.

*******

Jaemin threw up on the side of the road as he watched your figure shrink away towards Deer Moon. He had driven you as close as possible to Deer Moon, and after begging- and begging, and begging- you to not go by yourself, you got out a block away to walk over on your own.

Jaemin wiped the spit from his face, hunched over. He felt fucking useless. How was he supposed to help you? The only way he knew how was stolen from him. It was cruel, he felt, that the person he had come to care for the most was the one person who he couldn’t make his power useful for. Hands shaking, he shoved his hand into his pocket and started a round of calls for help.

Meanwhile, on your path down the empty street, your stomach turned as you realized the parking lot around Deer Moon was teeming with demons. Their blue, beady eyes were glaring at you the closer you approached, and you swallowed the massive lump in your throat. Demons were notorious for only following Satan himself, but it seemed that Sicheng had managed to tame enough to follow him to earth and make sure you were truly alone.

What a goddamn monster.

The demon closest to the door snarled at you, but allowed you to enter nonetheless. You were half-expecting to see Sicheng and Mark at a booth, but instead were greeted by the bartender wiping down the bar top, a pair of deer antlers exposed at the crown of his head. He barely glanced up at you, simply sighing to himself before he spoke.

“He’s downstairs in the basement. I don’t ask questions, I just do what my boss tells me,” this sounded like a standard script for him at this point. Of course, the one restaurant open late nearby was run by mythics, you thought bitterly.

“Fucking coward,” you spat, walking past him and to the door next to the kitchen he had gestured to.

“Whatever,” he called back. Huffing to yourself, you opened the door to the basement and started down the dimly lit steps.

“... is so foolish,” a voice from below spoke. You hurried your steps and saw Mark on a chair, his wrists uncomfortably tied, a blood streak dripping from his nose, and several bruises starting to form.

“Mark!” you cried, running to where he sat and reaching to untie the ropes.

“No don't-!” Mark had tried to stop you before, but your hands burned as soon as they touched the ropes.

You hissed, ripping your hands away in pain. Cradling them close to you, the burn marks gleamed an angry red on your finger tips.

“Holy water- you’d think you’d be more cautious,” Sicheng hummed.

“Let him go,” you demanded through gritted teeth, squeezing your hands to dull the pain. Sicheng stood in the far right corner of the room, his demonic sharpened teeth exposed along with a set of green wings

“Why are your hands burnt from the holy water?” Mark’s soft voice paired with his question made your heart squeeze as you met his eyes. You were quiet, trembling as you watched the terror cross your brother’s face as he looked at you. He had to think of you as a monster, and that was one of your worst fears.

As you were distracted, the air got knocked out of you as Sicheng brought you to the ground, his body now shrouded in blue flames.

“Get off of me!” you struggled to try and escape his grasp, using both of your feet to ram into his gut and knock him off.

“You fucking brat,” Sicheng growled. He now hovered above you, looking down in disgust. “I should have killed you the moment you were born.”

“... Sis?” Mark’s voice called you back, and angrily you kicked Sicheng’s groin. As he collapsed onto the ground in pain, you rushed to Mark’s side, enduring the agony of the burns as you undid one of the ropes that bound him.

“Stop, or I will fucking kill him,” Sicheng’s terrifyingly calm voice sent a shiver down your spine as you looked up. He now stood directly behind your brother, knife to his throat.

“Don’t… Don’t kill Mark,” you voice trembled as you stood back up and backed away. You ignored the searing pain your hands felt as the fear of something happening to your brother outweighed anything else.

“You’re going to listen to me very closely,” Sicheng’s voice was shaky despite the determination in his tone, “Father has expressed his impatience. It is time for us to go back home.”

You met the gaze of Mark, and instead of seeing a look of confusion or fear- he shot you a wink.

You had to keep Sicheng talking- Mark was far too calm, and you knew that meant he was up to something.

“I have a theory,” you were spitting up whatever words you could string together, “about the blue night.”

Sicheng raised an eyebrow, “the night we were sent here?”

“It’s nearly impossible to leave hell. So, is it that Satan managed to send two of his kids there?”

Sicheng chuckled, “I’m surprised you remember that I was even there. Father had all of your prior memories completely wiped.”

You frowned. To send two young spawns of Satan to the surface world required a lot of power, power you couldn’t even fathom until….

“B-batteries,” you sputtered out, your eyes widening. In your own attempt to lengthen the conversation, you accidentally stumbled into an answer, “holy shit. Satan used the demons to possess all of those mythics to gather energy to bring us to the surface. That’s what happened.”

“He just had a couple demons possess and destroy some bodies… not that big of a deal,” Sicheng said coldly, not phased in the slightest.

“You are fucking sick.”

“Oh fuck off- like you’re so great? You can’t even control your powers. Hell- you’re fucking that psychic and you are still losing.”

You smirked, looking back down to see Mark smiling your way, “are you sure about that?”

Sicheng didn’t have time to react as Mark quickly made use of his holy water ropes, knocking the knife out of Sicheng’s hand and killing his flames within the blink of an eye.

********

Sicheng, the bartender, and the cook of Deer Moon were tied up in the main dining room of the restaurant. Mark had managed to knock Sicheng out, allowing the surrounding demons to vanish since their energy source was pulled. This allowed Jaemin, Ten, Hendery, and Johnny to rush into the place.

You and Mark were quiet, watching Johnny, Ten, and Hendery arguing over what should be done with the knocked out demon and irritated owners. Jaemin sat himself on top of the bartop after crushing you in a hug, and once he was sure you were okay, he decided to focus on reviewing any possible paths he could.

Mark was easily able to knock out and tie up Sicheng despite the two being friends for years. Mark was your brother in every way but blood, yet you were still nervous to even speak with him. What even would be the most logical way to approach this?

“Sis?” Mark’s voice was hushed, and you glanced over at him. You were trembling, scared of what he was going to say.

“Yeah, Mark?”

“You know Dad’s going to be really sad if you stop calling him Dad, right?” he whispered, a small smirk forming on his lips. You rolled your eyes, punching his arm.

“You guys can’t get rid of me that easily,” you teased. He ruffled your already messy hair.

“Good,” was all he responded with, wrapping you in a bear hug.

“I’m sorry that this happened, and that this is how you found out,” your voice was low as you spoke, squeezing him tightly. You didn’t want to risk everyone else hearing, but you were elated to still have your brother- your real brother on your side.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more.”

“I think burning a Prince of Hell is more than enough,” you laughed, pulling away. You looked back at the group and rolled your shoulders back- this was your mess, and you were determined to clean it up.

The bartender had a pair of deer antlers exposed, and the cook’s blue faerie wings showed them fully for what mythics they were.

“All right, what are your names?” you asked. The pair glared at you before the deer decided to speak up first.

“I’m Sungchan, this old faerie is Taeil.”

“Why would you answer her?” Taeil snapped.

“Old man, they have us tied up and outnumbered,” Sungchan sighed in defeat, going back to stare at the wall.

“And do you clowns often let demon princes take refuge in your basement?”

“If they pay enough,” Taeil admitted, and Sungchan nodded in quiet agreement.

You glanced over your shoulder to see Hendery and Ten now trying to arm wrestle each other as Johnny moved to heal Mark’s wounds.

“Well, now you’re going to have to pay up- or else this place will be burned to the ground,” you threatened.

“How much?” Taeil raised an eyebrow, seeming to already try and find a way out of it.

“Hm, about two waiters' salaries?”

*****

The car ride to Yosei Inn and Fine Dining was as awkward as you expected. Jaemin had suggested bunking and trapping Sicheng at the all mythic inn as it should have enough protection for mortals to never spot it and keep Sicheng’s powers weak at the same time. Mark, Ten, and Hendery all squished in the backseat with the still knocked out Sicheng spread across their laps as the vampire and shifter kept sending biting comments your way. All the while, Johnny was sitting in the trunk, eating an apple he had swiped from Deer Moon.

“I can’t believe you’re making us be fucking waiters,” Ten repeated this grumble again.

“It’s just for a bit to keep those guys in line,” you, too, repeated yourself.

“It’s stupid,” Hendery added.

“Ten, this means you can give us discounts!” Mark on the other hand was elated by the idea, as he, Kun, and Jungwoo had gone multiple times.

“You plan to go again?” Hendery aired the question you also had.

“Yeah… I’ll just try not get kidnapped into the basement again.”

It turned out that Johnny’s family owned a suite at Yosei. Johnny and Mark did the work of adding additional demon barriers to the doors and windows as Jaemin and Ten carried and attached onyx cuffs to Sicheng’s wrists and ankles.

“Who just owned those?” you asked in a hushed voice. You stood in the empty hallway of the hotel, staring into the decadent suite as everyone was at work. You said you would keep watch in the hall, and when Ten tried to counter you, Mark and Jaemin snapped back at him.

Jaemin popped his head into the living room to answer you, “I did.”

“Kinky,” Ten’s voice rang out and you groaned.

“Gross,” Mark cringed, tucking his holy water back into his pocket.

It did give you a brief pause, as Ten and Mark began to argue while Hendery made an attempt to lower their voices. You and Jaemin shared eye contact, and by the way he averted his gaze immediately afterwards, you figured he knew what you were thinking.

Jaemin dropped Mark and the others off close to the day dorms, and you hung back with him as he drove to park the car in the student lot. It was so awkwardly quiet until he parked and turned off the car. After a brief pause, you both spoke at the same time.

“Did you plan to use the handcuffs on me?” “I’m a virgin.”

Both of your eyes widened at each other as you processed what was said.

“No, I figured we would need them for Sicheng forever ago,” he lowered his voice, the crease between his brows showing a deep concern.

“I… kind of already figured that?”

“Oh… yeah.”

There was that awkward silence again.

“Jae? You shouldn’t feel obligated to do anything, ever. You… I mean… maybe,” you paused, staring down at your hands. The selfish part of you wanted to stop yourself, but the part of you that cared deeply for Jaemin was stronger, “maybe by soulmates it’s a platonic thing? If that’s what you want.”

Jaemin’s hands cupped your face and had you turn to face him.

“I want to do… everything with you,” and before you could tease Jaemin for his wording, he crashed his lips against yours, kissing you fervently. A chill was sent down your spine as you wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing Jaemin to pull you closer to him. His lips were smooth, and you were lost in him as you tightened your hold on him. The center console of the car was the only thing stopping you both from pressing against the other fully, but it didn’t stop Jaemin from moving his hands from your cheeks to smoothly trace down your arms and sides, landing on your hips.

Much to your dismay, Jaemin pulled away, both of his eyes frosted over in white as he stared at you. You were both breathless, your heated breath fanning over the others’ face.

“I… I love you,” you admitted, watching as his eyes faded into their beautiful brown. His eyes widened before he pressed a small, sweet kiss on your forehead. Moving a hand to caress your cheek, he smiled.

“I love you,” he affirmed, and you both giggled like children, leaning your foreheads against each other. He smiled, pulling away before he stated, “I have your nickname.”

“Oh? What is it?” Before when you had spoken of nicknames, you primarily turned down ones that he didn’t seem that into- but with how he was smiling at you now, you knew you would give into any nickname.

“Blue,” he squeezed his hand in yours, and with the way he was looking at you, you couldn’t help but nod in approval.

“Blue and Jae. Blue Jae,” you spoke aloud, and you both chuckled at the cheesiness of your two names together. Two pieces that complimented the other perfectly. A small moment of peace before both yours and Jaemin’s phones started ringing.

“Hendery’s calling me,” Jaemin noted once you both brought them out.

“Ten’s calling me,” you muttered before you looked up at Jaemin, “I’ll answer.”

“Ten?”

“HELP! HELP! HE-,” and then the line went dead.

******

Jaemin handled his first bully when he was five years old. It was an older elf boy who yanked Jaemin’s hair for getting the good crayon pack in the classroom. Jaemin, like he was still prone to do, had forced a vision afterwards only to spurn the bully on more once they noticed young Jaemin’s white eye.

“You fucking freak. All you do is see the future so you can manipulate us!” The bully shouted, finally earning the attention of the teacher who was formerly preoccupied.

“At least my parents won’t be splitting up because of me,” Jaemin whispered before the teacher could get within earshot.

The bully switched classes, and Jaemin continued to handle his bullies in similar fashions. He was able to not have the physical strength necessary by using his skill of always being one step ahead of others.

Satan, though, was not a bully Jaemin was equipped to handle.

The two of you were fully sprinting through the Knight’s Cross Woods, following both Hendery and Ten’s locations. You had tried calling Mark only for your calls to continue going to voicemail, and every few sprinted steps your hands would burst and extinguish their flames.

You both stopped in your tracks, catching your breath as you saw the blue hues of light whispering between the trees.

“Sicheng?” You asked Jaemin between huffs of air. The psychic’s white eye blew out, showing that Sicheng was still at Yosei Inn, awake and irritated by his entrapment, but still at Yosei.

Jaemin shook his head, “I… I think it’s… him.”

Your eyes widened, and Jaemin watched them turn into cerulean blue.

“I’m not ready to take him,” you panicked, grabbing Jaemin’s hands.

“Hey,” he was holding back tears for your sake, “you aren’t alone. You will be okay.”

“And what about you? What about Mark? And Ten, and Hendery?” You whispered, your voice trembling. The Na prophecy was gnawing at both of you, and Jaemin swiped his thumb across your cheek to pick up a tear that spilled over.

“It’s either both of us, or someone we care about,” you repeated. You turned your head back towards the blue hue, watching as the light slowly grew in intensity. “It’s either we go now… or they all get hurt.”

“You will be okay- I promise,” Jaemin whispered. He would rather die than let anything happen to you.

Nodding, you both continued down the unmarked path, getting closer and closer to the blue hue until you entered a clearing.

It was empty. The blue hue was gone. You and Jaemin shared a look of worry as both your phones began to ring incessantly, and you quickly answered your brother.

“Mark? Mark, where are you?” you spoke quickly, watching as Jaemin answered Ten’s phone call.

“What do you mean? We’re in my dorm playing smash brothers with those freshman on your floor,” he was calm, and you could hear a loud TV in the background along with people laughing.

“Where’s Ten?”

“He’s getting his ass beat by Chenle. Sis, are you okay?”

“I- I have to go,” you hung up and silenced your phone, Jaemin and you silent as you stared at each other. Looking down at Jaemin’s phone, the picture was clear- all of their locations showed them at their dorms. They were in no danger.

“Ten is fine.”

“So is Mark.”

“That was fun for me,” a third voice rang out in the clearing, and blue light began to show again. Turning your head, you stood frozen as you saw a large wall of blue fire that somehow was not burning the surrounding area, and the shadow of a beast behind it. “You were sent here along with your brother, for the day you gained your full powers you were to take over and rule the underworld on my behalf.”

This dropped like a bomb on your stomach, and yet the beast continued, “Now is the time. You are to come with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere,” your voice was loud and strong, your hands balled into fists as flames engulfed them.

“Your half human body was too frail to survive growing up in the underworld- but, you’ve gained your full strength. It is time you fulfill your destiny as my child.”

“I am not your child.”

“We can do this the easy way, or the hard way,” Satan’s voice sent chills down both your spines. You looked over to Jaemin, tears welling up in your eyes.

“You aren’t taking her- she is not anyone’s to take,” Jaemin moved forward, and you blew the flames out from your hand to grab his arm and stop him. The flames were silent before a booming laugh resounded.

“Don’t tell me my half mortal daughter has decided to fall in love with a psychic? My child, what an excellent strategy. We are quite similar.”

“I am not your child!” you repeated, this time more fervent in your anger.

“Take my soul and use my gifts, leave her be,” Jaemin’s words fell from his lips before he even had time to think about it. You squeezed his arm, now about to collapse. Your head was spinning just as the thought of losing Jaemin- how could he possibly even think to offer himself like that?

Satan himself chuckled before saying, “you fool. Like she would let you go without her.”

He was right, of course. Jaemin offering himself up on a platter displayed Jaemin’s devotion to you, and showed Satan everything he could have.

“Both of you, enter the flames or else I will simply set this forest, this school, and everyone in it on fire. Your choice.”

You moved in front of Jaemin, grabbing his face in your hands, “you need to run. You have to go.”

“I’m not leaving you.”

“Jaemin I can probably survive in the underworld but you… I can’t have you die because of me.”

“If you go, I’ll die anyways,” Jaemin was struggling to control his heavy breathing before he continued, “and… I think I’ll live. I can handle a couple hundred demons and Satan himself.”

You were angry as you chuckled- of course, Jaemin would manage to make you laugh at a time like this. You turned back to the flames, “let me send a message.”

“I refuse to send a message to any of your human companions.”

“No… to Sicheng. You can do that, right?”

“How dare you question my abilities?” the voice boomed. You looked back to Jaemin, praying he understood your thinking. He linked his fingers with yours, and while he didn’t understand your plan at that moment, he understood one thing- that you two could face Satan himself as long as you did it together.

“Just tell Sicheng that he’s free to take what’s his, he’ll know what it means,” you watched as Jaemin’s eye went white, and he nodded in affirmation. What Jaemin saw was more blurry than he would usually rely on, but it did show Sicheng being angry, and that’s all you two needed.

“Enter the flames,” the shadow slowly faded and the wall of blue fire rose. You squeezed Jaemin’s hand as if he was going to melt right between your fingers.

Then, you entered the flames together.

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