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[sugaryyangs]

you're my 't-h-i-n-g'

taeyong × fem!reader

warnings: mature language and themes

genre: floof but i think theres a good amount of angst shoved in there im really sorry im bad at these things dhvehej

tags: pining, bestfriend!taeyong, badboi(?)!taeyong, jellybelly!taeyong

characters: you, taeyong, yuta and johnneh make a brief appearance, seventeen's yoon jeonghan is mentioned like twice

words: 3.6k

Do you remember back when you were a child? Do you remember meekly holding onto the object of your affection and feeling safe, desperate for it to stay by your side forever?

Whether it was a stuffed toy or your parents' big, warm arms, do you remember the sense of security only your 'thing' could make you feel? Knowing that no matter what, you were protected against all the evils your brain could muster back then?

Well, I guess it would be presumptuous of me to assume that every single person would remember their 'thing', mostly because some people just didn't get to experience having one at all.

Lee Taeyong was one of those people.

He'd grown up in a place he never spoke about once in the four years I've known him. Not willingly, anyway.

It was almost at the end of our sophomore year of college when I had finally managed to push him into opening up about his past, and boy was I taken aback. Not to exaggerate or anything, but anyone who knew Taeyong had the basic idea about his background, and what he told me still managed to shock me out of my wits.

I understood after that why he didn't talk about his past. If I were him, I wouldn't either. I was surrounded by absolute guilt for making Taeyong relive it through his words and vowed not to ever bring it up again.

Another thing that made sense to me after that conversation was why it was so hard for him to commit to relationships. Not just romantic ones, just relationships in general. As far as I know, apart from me, he didn't trust anyone.

Well, apart from me and them.

Taeyong never really let me get close to the guys at the tattoo shop, now that I think about it. He kept me completely separated from his other friends the first year and a half of knowing me. Not even a mention about what his day was like at work. I was honestly amazed by how efficiently he could swerve around the subject for so long.

After a while, he started mentioning their names but that was pretty much it. He rarely ever did that, though. But it wasn't like he was cutting off another personality of his from me or anything like that. I had a general idea of what they did. Even if Tae managed to keep me completely separated from all of that the best he could, he still was the same Lee Taeyong to me. He was still my best friend, so he obviously couldn't hide everything from me.

The first time I ever interacted with them (that too, only two of them) was a few weeks ago, during my fourth year of knowing Tae. It was a... questionable encounter. Now that I think about it, the highlight of that day wasn't even meeting Taeyong's friends.

Whoever fought with him that day had probably put up a good fight, because he was so hurt that day that he had no choice but to come to my apartment for help; and he hated having to be seen by me when he was hurt.

I was utterly terrified when I saw him, to be honest. The slash on his arm was long and it looked really deep. He had a lot of bruises on his leg, and those, too, only the ones I could see through his ripped jeans. There were scratches on his face as well. Tae told me that he'd only walked for around five minutes or so, but I was honestly surprised he'd managed to make it to my place in his state.

After my frantic attempts to clean up his injuries in a mixture of panicked questions, teary eyes and messy bandaging somehow made the bleeding stop (not completely, I could see the bloodstains on the bandage), I demanded that we head to the hospital immediately.

He refused to budge, claming that he "didn't need to", and I was near punching him square in the jaw.

"What the fuck do you mean, 'I don't need it'? Are you fucking insane, Tae? We're going. Now."

Now, I may not be the scariest person in the world, but I do know how to take my stance when I need to. No way in hell was I going to agree to let him bleed on my fucking couch for goodness knows how long before he passed out.

I stood in front of him, my arms crossed over my chest. He was watching me intensely, his piercing eyes looking straight into mine. I didn't know why, but for some reason, they always managed to make me weak.

This might not be the best time to bring this up, but yes, I possibly had feelings for Taeyong which weren't exactly platonic, per se. And yes, it was terrible, because he depended on me for love and support. It was wrong of me, and I was trying to stop.

But at that moment, I wasn't going to cave. Hell if I wouldn't try my best to battle his gaze, no matter the way it made me feel.

"Get up," I said, shoving every bit of authority I had inside me into my voice. "Now."

He parted his lips slightly and held the tip of his tongue between his teeth. His eyes flitted down from my face. Relief bloomed in my chest. The fear of the possibility of Taeyong's injuries getting worse flickered away slowly.

A doctor will look at him and he'll be fine, I told myself.

That was short-lived, though. Not more than two seconds later, he looked back up to meet my eyes, with a much darker gaze this time. The way he looked at me was so intense that I almost lost my breath. And then the realization hit me.

I was in a dress. Tae knew I only wore dresses on dates. Tae liked to know about who I was going out with. I hadn't told him about this one.

The anxiety was ten times harder this time than the one I had felt before. I looked away from his eyes to the couch behind him and, seeing his jaw tighten through my peripheral vision.

He shifted closer to me so that our knees were touching, taking me by surprise. I looked down at his arm, concern clawing at my chest as I saw more blood seep through the white bandage wrapped around his forearm, probably because he moved so suddenly.

"Tae, let's— let's not do this right now—"

"Who were you out with?"

My breath caught in my throat. I felt awful doing this. I felt awful knowing that he cared so much. I hated that I hoped that he didn't just care as a friend. I hated that I liked Lee Taeyong, a person who sought comfort in me.

And that's exactly why I wanted to move on. I couldn't just cut him out of my life, so I tried to busy myself with other people. He made it so much more difficult, though. It was hard enough for me to agree to go out with someone without having my heart shatter into pieces at the constant reminder that it was Taeyong that I truly liked by itself. The fact that Tae rarely ever approved of my dates made it even harder. That's why I chose to keep Jeonghan hidden from him.

But being dishonest to him was what hurt the most.

"Tae, please. You're not listening, we— we need to get you help—"

He cut me off, opening his legs and shifting to the edge of the couch so that I was standing between his thighs.

"I asked you a question."

I could feel tears prick at my eyes. Sucking in a shaky breath, I tried to compose myself.

"That isn't our priority right now, please, let's just go—"

"I said I'm Fucking Fine. Will you answer the God damned question now?" He raised his voice and I flinched slightly. Slowly, I could feel anger bubble at the back of my throat. Why did he have to yell? I never got this mad when he went out with someone I didn't like.

"That isn't any of your business," I mumbled, taking a step back. His hand immediately came to stop me, palm resting against the back of my knee and pulling me closer. It felt warm against my skin, making the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

"What did you say?" He spat. He sounded livid.

I felt myself get aggravated, too.

"I said that it isn't any of your business," I repeated, pushing his hand off. I looked into his rage-filled eyes, intimidating to the core.

But I wasn't going to back down. Tae had no right to be this mad at me for going on a date, even if he cared. It wasn't like I had ever stopped him from going out with someone. Besides, he hadn't been completely honest with me about his life either.

"It very much is my fucking business," He mocked my tone from vefire as he stood up, towering over me slightly. I looked up at him as he leaned down to level our faces. My heart went to beat fast again, but I didn't let that affect me. We were having this argument now, no matter the way he made me feel.

"Yeah?" I challenged. "How come I never get to hear about who you're hanging out with, then?"

He looked taken aback. I couldn't believe him. Did he honestly think I was never going to bring up his friends, or rather, the fact that he entirely hid them from me? I didn't know them personally, but I knew they weren't the best people. Not with Taeyong coming home hurt like this.

"That isn't the same thing."

I scoffed, looking away. "How is it not the same thing? You've known me for four fucking years, Tae! Four! You thought I wouldn't question you hiding what seems to be an entirely different world from me? For all I know, you could—"

"It isn't the same thing because they won't try to get into my fucking pants!" He ran a hand through his hair, frustrated. "Those guys, that ask you out, they're — they're dangerous. All they want to do is fuck you, and they'll pounce on you the first chance they get-"

What the hell was he talking about?

"Then why the fuck do you keep your friends hidden from me? Don't you want to keep me locked away from them because they're dangerous as well? Like all my dates supposedly are?" I was shouting now, and I was sure my neighbor could hear me.

Taeyong rubbed a hand over his face in frustration.

"Fine. If you want to meet them that bad," he pulled his phone out and typed for a few seconds, before shoving it back into his pocket, "I called them over right now."

I stared at him in shock. If it was that easy, why didn't he just let me meet them before?

"W-What—" "Now will you tell me about this secret date of yours?"

He was still angry, it was obvious. But I calmed myself down, reminding myself that he was, in fact, hurt.

"Sit down first," I instructed. I'd managed to lose the ability to meet his eyes again. I took the glass he'd drank from when he arrived and filled it up with water, waiting as he settled on my small loveseat.

I tried figuring out a valid excuse for not telling him about Jeonghan. I knew it wasn't right for him to control who I dated, but I knew where he was coming from. He was Lee Taeyong, and this was his way to show that he cared.

I handed him the glass of water, motioning him to drink it, but he shook his head.

"You drink first. Your throat must be sore."

I complied, lifting the glass to my lips and taking a few sips. My throat felt a thousand times better. I filled it up again and went to sit next to Tae, watching the glass as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

"Here."

I turned my head slightly to look at him while handing him the tumbler and I instantly regretted it. He was watching me again. I froze.

He took the glass from my hand and drank, strongly holding my gaze. The glass made a quite thud when he placed it on the table, reminding me that we still had to talk about this.

I turned my attention to his fingers which rested on his thigh. Slowly, I inched my hand closer to his until they touched. Tae instantly interlocked our fingers and I immediately felt better. No matter how much he might have been making my heart race, holding his hand always made me feel comfortable.

"Your arm," I said, "it stopped bleeding."

He smiled, squeezing my hand. "Told you I would be okay."

I didn't know what to say. My heart felt as if it would combust at any given moment.

"Tell me," he pleaded, tugging at my arm slightly. I sighed, trying to come up with something which didn't sound completely stupid and was somewhat honest. "It's just that you— I— you rarely ever like the guys that ask me out and I really liked him, so I just thought that— that it would be better not to bring it up and so I—"

"Calm down." He leaned down to whisper in my ear, "Tell me slowly, it's okay."

I paused for a moment, trying to calm myself down. "You know Jeonghan from the— that ice cream place downtown?" I felt him stiffen. His lips ghosted over my ear and he let out a short "hm". It made me shiver and I prayed he didn't feel it.

"We just, um, went to get dinner. Nothing special."

Tae suddenly pulled back, completely serious. "Would you go out with him again?"

My eyes grew wide. I looked at our hands again. "Honestly? No."

That wasn't a lie. Jeonghan had offered to go back to his place and "spend the night" as soon as we finished our dinner which had immediately made me uncomfortable.

He tilted his head, asking me to tell him why. I looked up at him to find an unamused expression on his face.

"You have to promise me you won't do anything to him." At this, he cursed under his breath and looked away, already knowing that whatever was about to come next would make him want to punch the guy.

"Promise me," I repeated. He looked at me and nodded simply.

"I want verbal confirmation."

He let out an annoyed grunt, but he promised me, anyway. I told him what happened and his jaw clenched.

"Taeyong—"

"This is why I tell you to not date them." He closed his eyes for a moment, before opening them and looking at me again.

"Is there ever a problem when you go out with guys I like?"

Yes. Yes, there is.

"I— well, I mean I guess not."

I didn't even know if he could read me like an open book right now or not, I was in a daze. I prayed to everything holy that I wouldn't accidentally out my feelings for him.

He looked at me, and his eyes softened. Suddenly, he pulled my arm and lifted my leg, positioning it so that I sat on his thighs, straddling him. My thighs were on either side of him and my dress rode up.

What was he doing? I couldn't react, nor could I move. He was way too close to me. Lee Taeyong was mere inches from my face and I was sitting on him.

"T-Tae—"

"Then why do you go out with them?" He asked, looking at my cheeks. I couldn't think, my mind had gone blank.

He pulled me closer to him. I could see the scratches more clearly now.

"Because I— I," I attempted to speak but I couldn't. Not with him this close to me. He looked down to my lips, his tongue coming out to wet his own.

"Can I tell you a secret?" He whispered. My heart picked up it's pace. His voice sounded different when he was this close. I just nodded nonchalantly.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, trapping me in his hold. "I like you."

My breath hitched.

Who said that? Did I say that? No, I wasn't in a state to talk, I couldn't have. Was I hearing things, then?

I blinked in confusion.

"Don't leave me hanging," he chuckled nervously, making me realize what just happened.

Oh. Oh.

Taeyong said that?

I couldn't understand. He looked uneasy but he still wore a small smile on his face. Oh, that smile. Was this even real?

"I—" Again, I fumbled with my words, trying to speak. I couldn't. Oh my god, did Lee Taeyong just tell me that he likes me?

"Hm?"

I couldn't say anything. I couldn't. The feeling in my chest was unexplainable and it had completely wiped out all of the vocabulary in my brain. So I just nodded.

Tae let out a small giggle, and my heart melted. Oh my god, this was real.

"What do you mean by that, baby?"

I swooned at the name. He'd called me that name once before, and that was two years ago when I had caught a really bad bug; but God, I could never get enough of him calling me that. I lifted my arms and gripped his shoulders, bumping our noses.

He hummed again, encouraging me to go on.

"I like you too," I blurted. I still couldn't believe it. I was in Taeyong's lap, confessing to him.

He beamed, lifting his head to kiss both of my cheeks, sending butterflies down my stomach with each. He went up and kissed my forehead, hugging me close against him.

"Thank you," he smiled, breathless. He lifted his hand to hold my cheek, and honestly, I could've burst out into tears right then.

"Are you two done now?"

I jumped. Scrambling off of his lap, I heard someone clear their throat. Taeyong clicked his tongue in annoyance, getting up as I smoothed my dress down.

Two men stood at my doorstep — one had an eyebrow raised and was having a staring contest with Tae, and the other, much taller one was tapping away at his phone.

"H-Hi," I said bowing slightly. Good God, the first thing Tae's friends saw me do was probably the weirdest thing they'd ever witnessed.

" 'Sup. I'm Yuta, nice to finally meet you." The one that was having a staring contest with Tae said, breaking his eye contact with him and stepping closer to shake my hand.

"I got the whole thing on video! The others are gonna' be so jealous that I got to see this in person." The tall one said, finally looking up from his phone. "I'm Johnny."

I looked at Taeyong in panic, and I saw him sulking and scratching the back of his neck.

"You what—" "Introduce us!"

Taeyong cringed, "Well, you two already know who she is, so—"

"Yeah, yeah, we do. Do you still need a ride?" Yuta asked, not seeming interested at all.

"Actually," Tae said, his eyes finding mine for a split second before he looked back at Yuta, "I think I'm gonna stay the night."

"Well, okay. John, let's go." Johnny kept making a weird face at Tae, and to be very honest, I was unsettled.

"Would you guys like some water or anything? You're welcome to stay and rest for a bit if you'd like—" "No you're not, go away—"

"Shut up, Tae. Anyways, you need anything at all?" I asked, shushing Taeyong. Yuta looked at me, and let out a laugh.

"No, thanks. We've already seen enough, we wouldn't want to interrupt anything el—"

I was about to pass out then and there, but thankfully, Johnny dragged his friend away before he could finish.

"oKay bye bYe, it was nice meeting you!"

They shut the door behind them and I locked it close. I heard Tae sigh.

"Your friends are weird." I turned to face him, only to find him walking over to me.

"Yeah, I know." He engulfed me in a hug, burying his head in my neck. "They're such weebs, I don't want the rest of 'em to meet you. You might turn into one of them."

I let out a laugh at that, wondering what he meant.

"I'm sorry I yelled."

I sighed, hugging him back. "It's okay. I yelled, too."

I felt him smile against my skin. "I promise I'll work on the yelling. And on not getting hurt," I let out another laugh. "You'd better." This wasn't a dream, was it? "Or you can go to your tattoo buddies for help next time."

"You're so mean to me," he whined. "Can we sleep now, please?"

"You don't want to change?" I asked, pulling away and leaving him to grab some of his spare clothes I'd taken from his place some time ago. He hummed, following after me.

"I've waited for non-platonic cuddles for four years, so please, hurry up." He said, coming up to hug me from behind as I took out a sweatshirt and a pair of pajamas from the dresser.

"What are non-platonic cuddles?" I laughed, and he mumbled something random as a reply.

There in his arms, after four years of knowing him, I realized that even if Taeyong didn't get to have his 'thing', he had become mine. And there was a feeling of utter joy, happiness knowing that he would be here for a while.

I smiled, scared to wake up the next day, and have it all be a dream. But it wasn't. This was real.

Lee Taeyong was my 'thing' and I hoped that somewhere along the way, I would become his.

[utopi4a]

5+52 with badboy taeyong? :)

genre : fluff w/badboy taeyong!

542 words

✎ prompt list

sorry, i got carried away. badboy taeyong got me weakened up. but anyway enjoy babie!! ♡

[ 5. i wanna be your trouble + 52. you look cute under me ]

it was 2:34 am and you we’re silently sleeping when suddenly someone wrapped there arms around your waist and when you we’re about to scream you felt a a hand went through your lips to shut your mouth.

“ baby, it’s me “ you looked at your boyfriend badboy!taeyong smiling sweetly at you. “ are you out of your mind, you should’ve told me you we’re coming and not barging in my room in the middle of the night “. you said while the blonde headed boy was just silently laughing at your cuteness.

“ well baby, i wanna be your trouble “ when he suddenly latched his lips into you, taeyong wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. you’re arms around his neck and you can’t help but groan at the sensation you we’re receiving, you’re fingers tugging his roots while his hands go under your shirt and giving attention to your breast.

when suddenly you heard familiar foot steps going to your room and you remembered your dad wasn’t home yet and you swear from the stars that it’s probably your dad and you don’t want taeyong to get beaten up in the middle of the night, and suddenly you pushed taeyong off and hovered both of you with a comforter that can cover both of you.

“ what the hell “ he silently cursed at himself “ shut up “ and you heard the foot steps beginning to fade away and thanking the heavens for answering your prayers.

“ you look cute under me “ he smirked while looking at your eyes. you playfully rolled your eyes at him. “ wanna continue “ without having second thoughts you pulled his jaw and kissing him deeply and you know it’s gonna be a long night.

[justwinwin]

The Beauty Within || extra

celebrating jaehyun and y/n’s one year anniversary

Badboy!Jaehyun au x Reader

Social Media AU

Masterlist

prev / finished.

Summary: you never passed up the chance to get in the good books of all your teachers. So when the opportunity arised to possibly make your chemistry teacher actually like you, seeing as he was the only one that seemed to have it in for you, you couldn’t say no. Only problem? You had to tutor the bad boy.

tags: @alanniys @justineasian @kacyyz @minniesvenus

[lattaeyongs]

[2:59 AM] badboy!Taeyong’s hand cups your cheek in the inky darkness, the warmth of his hand spreading bliss through your chest. Slowly, you close your eyes and tilt your head, the corner of your lip meeting his palm. You smile against his skin, gripping his wrist gently, wishing that the night would never end so you and Taeyong could be together forever.

[lebrookestore]

oh my god they put taeyong in a tank top i refuse to be normal about this

[lattaeyongs-main]

[ 12:26 a.m. ] badboy!taeyong grips your hand tighter when walking you home from work, knowing how nervous you get when walking in the city so late.

[for-dogs-and-flowers]

After the tattoo pictures nct keeps posting you know I had to make this 🖤

[tenglows]

26 + 27 with badboy taeyong 🥺🥺🥺

[ 26: you’re stained with my lipstick ] + [ 27: isn’t that dangerous? ] there’s nothing i love more than badboy concepts and taeyong

the prompts

“isn’t that dangerous?” you watched as your boyfriend badboy!taeyong sticked a long metal wire through the lock.

he struggled for a few seconds before you heard a click, indicating it had unbolted. taeyong looked back at you and smiled.

“the best things are, come on” he opened the door and entered the place. you couldn’t do anything but check there was no one who could see you, and join him.

you were already in bed when taeyong texted you if you wanted to go to that art exhibition you had been expecting for months. you happily agreed, assuming he meant he would take you the next day. not breaking in in the middle of the night.

taeyong switched on the lights, and your eyes widened in admiration when seeing all the hanging crafts. there was so much variety: from sketches, abstract photography, modern paintings and ingenious sculptures.

“in a room full of art i’d still stare at you” he sang, the arms coming behind of your waist making you jump a little, leaning back on taeyong’s embrace.

“you’re so corny” you felt his small giggle on your neck. “and you’re gonna get us on serious trouble some day”

“isn’t it worth it? if we’re together?”

you turned around so you could face him, your arms finding their way you his waist as well. you laid your face on his leather jacket, wanting to drown yourself in a bottle of his perfume. you loved how taeyong smelled, a particular smell you wouldn’t find anywhere except in his arms.

“i’m sure we’ll have fun being together at the cell”

he cackled and rolled his eyes at you. he loved the dynamic you two had. he would persuade you to skip classes, to try his menthol cigarettes and teach you his smoke tricks, to get into fights with the people that bothered you at school. and you were always sweet like honey. not trying to change him, but not always giving in his rebelliousness and saving his ass when needed.

“no, but really” he held you even tighter. “i’ve never been the best at feelings but i would do anything for you. i hope you know that”

“like breaking and entering an art gallery?”

“yeah, and anything else you could think of”

in that exact moment, with you gazing at him with those gentle eyes, your hands holding his waist so firmly, he knew he loved you. you could easily come off as another piece of art in this room. then, taeyong envied painters. he wished he could portray your beauty into a canvas. if he could, he wouldn’t even pay attention to any other masterpiece ever again. you were enough.

not more words needed, you leaned in and crushed your lips. you knew taeyong’s facade and how he didn’t need to say “i love you” for you to know he did. the way he trated you said everything.

the kiss had taken a more passionate turn, hands all over the other, when out of the blue a sound erupted in the room. taeyong was quick to let go and grab your hand, dashing behind a small wall on the corner of the room.

he indicated you to keep quiet as he eyed the direction the noise had come from. it hadn’t sounded like someone had gotten inside, maybe it was just the wind or an animal outside, but you never knew.

taeyong looked at you in dismay when you started laughing, ignoring his repeated hushs.

“what’s so funny?”

“you’re stained with my lipstick, you look so cute all red. you should let me do your make up more often”

“you’re gonna be the death of me one day” he fixed his eyes lovingly on you as he leaned in to give you another kiss, instead of inspecting if you had gotten in trouble.

he was right. everything was worth it if you were with him.

[127-mile]

Taeyong / 1.45a.m / badboy au + fluff

[01:45am]

Taeyong was the perfect archetype of the bad boy with his leather jacket, his tattoos and the piercings on his face. It was normal for you to see him enter your dorm during the night with blood on his face, a broken lip and a black eye. Tonight it was only the latter.

“What now ?” You asked without looking up from your book.

Even without looking at him, you knew he had big bright eyes and was pouting. Taeyong was a bad boy, but in the intimacy he was also very sweet.

“You look…soft.” He whispered.

The room was warm and pleasant, but you still had the softest blanket you could find around your body. You had removed your reading glasses and you finally looked at Taeyong. He swayed from one foot to the other, hesitating about what to do.

“Come here.”

You lifted the blanket, making room for the boy who joined you after removing his jacket. His arms were secured around your waist, and his face against your chest. He listened to your heartbeat. That’s what he needed the most after a hectic evening. Some calm, and your presence. It was enough to make him feel better.

“Thank you.” He said so quietly that you almost missed it.

You kissed his forehead and covered the both of you with the blanket. You never minded his life, or even his friends. Him coming back to you every night was all that mattered to you.

[httpsaquariuswoman]

[strayneoculturekids]

Badboy!Taeyong x Reader

Summary: Taeyong was known as the “bad boy” at your school, but after getting a job at the nearby animal shelter and seeing Taeyong there every weekend, without him noticing you (or so you think), you start to think, maybe people were wrong about him

Genre: fluff

You were walking through your school halls a few hours after school, having just finished your co-curricular activity when you saw Taeyong, leaning up against a wall with his head covered by his hoodie, scrolling through his phone.

You quickly brushed past him, picking up your pace, trying to make yourself as small as possible. See, taeyong was known as the most intimidating person at your school, with his piercing eyes and sharp jawline. I’m talking like sharp jawline.

Luckily, he didn’t even glance at you as you walked by. You let out a breath of air that you didn’t know you were holding, quickly leaving the school to go home, ready to start your weekend.

Saturday morning came around and you quickly got up and dressed, excited for your first day at working at your local animal shelter. You adored animals and working with them every weekend just seemed like a dream come true.

You went downstairs, grabbed an apple and rushed out the door, giving your parents a quick goodbye.

You arrived at the shelter where an older co-worker greeted you, ready to teach you the basics of taking care of all the animals.

Maybe about an hour had passed and you had learned everything there was to know about the animals and how the shelter worked. Thanks to your enthusiasm, you had already memorized all the animals' names too. 

You heard the front door to the shelter open, looking up, you saw Taeyong, his hair messy and a small smile adorning his face. You instantly ran out of sight and to your co-worker, pushing them towards Taeyong with a red face, hoping to avoid him at all costs.

Before your co-worker could ask any questions you blurted out a ‘please’ with a worried face. they still didn’t understand but went to go talk to Taeyong anyways while you hid behind a wall.

“Hey, Taeyong! Nice to see you again, have you gotten taller?”

You saw Taeyong smile brightly and rub the back of his neck, muttering a small ‘hello’ back, in the softest voice you had ever heard. Your face flared up and you could’ve sworn you soul left your body. You’d never thought about taeyong this way? You just thought he was a typical bad boy, acting like a huge dick to everyone all the time. But oh boy, were you wrong. Something you would find out throughout the next few weeks.

Every weekend, taeyong kept coming back to the shelter, and he always played with each of the animals, referring to all of them with their names. Every time, your heart melted and you just wanted to yell to your whole school that Taeyong was nothing like they thought. At this point, when you saw taeyong at school, you would avoid him at all costs and keep your head down, not wanting anyone to see the red that so obviously adorned it.

“Lately you’ve been acting differently around taeyong?” Your best friend questioned

“What? Have I? Hah! I haven’t noticed any difference!” You said, panic rising

“Oh my god, don’t tell me! You have a crush on him!” 

“Of course not! Why would I?! He’s a total dick haha”

You best friend looked at you, obviously not convinced, but luckily, she dropped the subject quickly, knowing that you’d own up to it eventually.

The weekend came around again and as you were walking towards the shelter, you got a text from your co-worker saying they wouldn’t be there today.

Your brain instantly switched to panic mode as you tried to keep your cool on the outside. You were definitely doomed for. There was no way you could talk to taeyong with his messy, unstyled hair and soft voice.

You took a deep breath in and continued making your way to the shelter, praying and hoping that Taeyong wouldn’t come today.

Maybe two hours had passed and still no Taeyong. You were relieved, but some part of you was also disappointed, and you knew exactly why.

You ran your hands through your hair, freezing halfway through after hearing the door open.

oh no

Is the only thing that was going through your mind at that moment. You turned around and were met face to face with the one and only, lee taeyong.

“Hey.” he said, slightly waving

You just stared, a blush rising to your face.

Seeing your blush, taeyong also started blushing, a little bit of panic setting into him

“U-um, I’ve seen you hiding behind the walls, you’re really cute when you’re nervous”

Fuck, why did I say that? He thought, dreadfully

Your face got even more red, along with his

“You’rereallysweetandeveryoneatschooliswrongaboutyouandohmygodIthinkI’minlovewithyou” You blurted out, speaking so quick even you didn’t understand the words you were saying.

Taeyong understood every word though, and now you were both in full panic mode.

“Do you wanna go on a date with me?” Taeyong burst out with before he knew what he was saying

You both froze up and by this time, it would just be extremely frustrating for anyone watching because of how nervous the two of you are. 

“You could...join me in taking care of the animals?” You offered

Taeyong’s face lit up and he nodded quickly, a beautifully big smile appearing on his perfectly sculpted face.

You two arrived at school the next day at the same time, and instead of avoiding him like you normally would, you went right up to him and started walking next to him. At this, the whole school’s jaw had already dropped, but when taeyong timidly held your hand, even the teachers were squealing.

I could definitely get used to holding taeyong’s hand was the only thing going through your mind

[justwinwin]

The Beauty Within || Epilogue

Badboy!Jaehyun au x Reader

Social Media AU

Masterlist

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Summary: you never passed up the chance to get in the good books of all your teachers. So when the opportunity arised to possibly make your chemistry teacher actually like you, seeing as he was the only one that seemed to have it in for you, you couldn’t say no. Only problem? You had to tutor the bad boy.

tags: @alanniys @justineasian @kacyyz @minniesvenus

[jeweliedbats-blog]

Goodbye Now || NCT Taeyong #Wattys2018 [Completed] (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/nivVkQlkuY "If only I dont have a life as bad like this, I wouldn't met you. But if I haven't met you, I probably still stuck in the hole of darkness" Ranking October 16th 2018: #3 - Goodbye #3 - moontaeil #4 - Jaehyun #8 - Leetaeyong #138- nct

[aprilsfavflower]

after hours - taeyong

based on the fic: after hours by @honeytaeyong