#dongho imagines

[slytherinshua]

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　　　　aaron

nothing yet . . .

　　　　jonghyeon

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　　　　dongho

nothing yet . . .

　　　　minhyun

crush on the track

genre: fluff. racer!au. | wc: 2.2k.

i wish you could hear my lullaby ⋆˙⟡

genre: angst. | wc: 1.1k.

　　　　mingi

nothing yet . . .

[cherryeol04]

Action! | Ch. 35

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.6K

Summary:  From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Baekho's POV

"You're a mess." I whispered. Taking the tissue, I wiped away the running eyeliner. "God you look like a raccoon." I said and laughed softly.

"I'm sorry." Ren whispered. "I didn't mean to cry like such a baby." Frowning, I lowered my hand and stared at him. He wasn't a baby, though he did cry like one. But I understood, he was scared of having sex, scared of losing me, and I was scared of losing him. But I knew I was going to do anything to keep him close to me.

"Don't be sorry. We took it slow didn't we?" I asked with a grin. A flush spread across his cheeks and I chuckled. He was just so damn cute.

"Actually we moved a whole lot faster than I thought we would." Ren admitted and I nodded. We moved fairly quickly the moment we got into the room. But he didn't stop me and I didn't get carried away. I played to his needs and when he finally choked up, like I knew he would, I stopped and just held him until he stopped crying.

And that's how we ended up in the bathroom naked. It was nice, what we did and we both got off at least once, I think Ren got off twice though. It wasn't until I tried fingering him that he had issues. And I wasn't sure I was doing it right. Didn't really have time to look up how to have gay sex, or ask anyone really. Anyone being Aron and Minhyun.

"We did and it was fun right?" I asked, slipping my arms around his waist, pulling him close to me.

"It was." Ren said and smiled. His arms wrapped around my waist and I smiled. I liked being in his arms as much as I liked holding him in mine. Before I always thought that this was a friendly gesture, but looking back, deep down I knew I liked this more than a friend should. I liked holding Ren and touching him and now, I love kissing him. Another thing I got upset up about when he closed up towards me.

"And it didn't get uncomfortable until the end right?"

"Right." Ren said with a nod.

"So see, you weren't scared of everything. Just the big thing. Which we can work on okay?" I said and kissed his cheek gently.

"I know we can." Ren said as he stared up at me. Sighing, he rested his head on my shoulder. Rocking him gently, I stroked his back. "I still feel so embarrassed that I cried like that. You hadn't really done anything, just touched me." He whispered.

"And it's okay." I said and pulled back. Grabbing Ren's chin, I lifted his head so he could stare at me. "Baby it's scary. I know I would feel the same if you were doing that to me. I understand, so don't feel embarrassed." I told him.

"And I won't do it again until you're ready, no matter how long that takes." I assured him.

"Really?" Ren asked, eyes wide. I nodded to him and he grinned. "Oh Baekho! I love you so much!" He exclaimed as he moved his arms from my waist to my neck and kissed me happily. I let out a small laugh as our lips met, my arms tightening as I held him against me tightly. Pulling back, I licked my lips.

"I love you too Ren." Kissing him again, I sighed happily. "Let's go back to the bed now. I think we have enough time to please each other again before someone comes looking for us." I said. Ren nodded eagerly and stepped away from me. Letting him go, I took his hand and led him out of the bathroom and back to the bed for a little more loving.

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Minhyun's POV

Oh my god, I can't believe all that has happened in the past few weeks and the tour isn't even over yet! I can only imagine what's going to happen when we get home. And I'm not looking forward to it. I love Ren to death and all, but he is seriously fucking up this relationship he's in. I understand he's scared of sex, I was too at first, but I didn't let that fear stop me and Aron. But Ren is different than me, far more...what's the word?

Delicate? 

Sensitive?

Feminine?

A combination of all those words. He is...our maknae and he takes things differently than the rest of us. He's also stubborn as a damn horse and if he doesn't open his eyes and realize what he's doing to his relationship, he's going to regret it. Baekho isn't a saint either. He's not helping the situation at all, but I can't blame the guy. He looks so lost when I stare at him and I feel so bad.

But that doesn't excuse him for his actions and he deserved each and every punch he got from me. But hopefully with JR talking to them, everything will work out. They'll work it out somehow and we won't feel so much tension. I'm sure our fans feel the tension at the concerts.

And let's not get on the subject of Aron. I don't know what was up with him and trying to get me and JR to work on things. So far we have, going at our own pace. I'm fact, we're almost back to normal. We can hold civil conversations, we can be alone together for a short time. While I don't think I could ever forgive him for what he did, he is slowly gaining back my trust and we are becoming friends again. I'm thankful for that. I do miss the times JR and I would just hang out together. Those were the good old days.

Stretching, a grunt left me as bones cracked and I felt so much better. Walking to my door, I pulled out the room key and slid it into the slot. Waiting for green, I opened the door and walked in. It was quiet, which was strange because I had left Aron alone. It had taken a lot of convincing to the two that I wouldn't go find Baekho and kill him. I believed JR when he said that Ren and Baekho were going to work on their relationship, so I wasn't going to interrupt that and possibly ruin the chances of them ever getting back together.

Walking into the open room, I stared at the bed and smiled. The old man was fast asleep. I shouldn't say that though, making fun of Aron like that. The other had been sounding horse lately and seemed sluggish as of late. I think he's getting sick and I feel so bad for him. Which means we're probably going to miss him at one or more concerts.

Shaking my head, I moved to the small table by the window and sat down. I looked over the mess of papers, pictures and random items fondly. A blue piece of paper caught my attention and I picked it up. It was a small note from JR. 

'Minhyun,

I tucked Aron-hyung in. He said he wasn't feeling good and he looked a bit sick. I'll let manager-hyung know so we can get him taken care of so hopefully he won't miss any of the concerts on the tour. I checked on Ren and Baekho while you were out and they were getting to know each other...on the bed I sleep on in the room I share with Baekho.

I didn't mean to catch them, but I did and it got me to thinking about things, things I've been thinking about on and off for the past few months. It's crazy what's going on in my head and I don't understand it. But there is something inside me that's just, I guess screaming at me.

Anyway, I'm sure I've got you confused now, so I'll just tell you what I need to tell you and work out the rest later when you confront me about it.

 Minhyun, I love you.  

See you later at rehearsal.

Your leader, 

Jonghyun~'

I read the note about three or four times more and each time my heart skipped a few beats. Despite what we've been through, and the fact that I probably will never forgive him for being a closed minded homophobic ass, I still love him.  JR was the first man I've ever loved, though not the first guy I've liked, which are two totally different feelings. He's my first love and all I've ever wanted was for him to love me too.

And nearly six months and countless dates and love making with Aron later, he finally says it. And worst of all, my first thought is to dump Aron and go to JR. But I can't do that. Aron has been there for me through it all. He's the second man I've ever loved and I do love him. But the prospect of being with JR, it's almost irresistible. I'm not that kind of person, and I know if I go to JR like that, Aron would think I was simply using him and that's not the case.

Oh god, what do I do?

I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the trash. Getting up, I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and moved to the bed Aron was laying on. Pulling back the covers, I crawled in behind him. Pulling the covers back up, I slid my arm around his waist and kissed his cheek gently. He shifted back against me and moaned softly, but never woke.

"I love you." I whispered softly as I got comfortable, spooning him. Resting my head on the pillow, I stared at the back of his head for a moment before closing my eyes.

What the hell am I going to do?

[cherrysarchives]

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🔞 - sᴘɪᴄʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

꘎♡━━━━━♡꘎

Ships

[hansols-yoda-boxers]

When we slowly get closer You and I both Push and pull

[00:50] You gasped as your back hit the wall. A smirk tugged at your lips, mirroring Dongho’s as his hips pressed into yours, his hard length even more obvious through his jeans as he ground against you. You let your head fall back against the wall as his lips kissed up along your neck and his hands held your wrists to the wall.

“Do you see what you’ve done to me?” There was an edge to his voice as he spoke, something rough in the usual smoothness. It only excited you further.

“You did that to yourself, your mind has been going some dirty places,” you teased, a little too breathlessly to be fully convincing.

“For all I know you did this on purpose,” he murmured, his hips rutting into yours much more roughly. “After all this time of resisting you, you wear this dress, you wear my favourite perfume.” His lips move to your ear. “You’re taunting me.”

Your lips betrayed you, letting a whimper pass and his lips formed a smile before finding a sensitive spot on your neck to mark. He let go of one of your wrists, his hand slipping down your body and between your legs.

You parted them far too easily, breathing growing heavy as his fingers started to move over your panties until you bucked your hips against him as they passed over your clit. Sparks of pleasure started to ignite with each movement of his hands and the way you moved your hips into his hand and started to moan quietly only spurred him on.

“Y-You know me,” your voice was unsteady as you spoke. “I like the chase.”

“It seems you’ve been caught, babe.”

[springday-aus]

Nu’est’s Baekho: [Drabble] → moodboard link

Neighbor!AU with Baekho [Kang Dongho]

→ Based on the AU Prompt: “we live in opposite halls and I keep seeing you change through the window” 

It’s another Sunday. You’ve remained on the couch for the past six hours after waking up at noon–and you don’t plan to move another inch, continuously flicking through Netflix. It’s just another boring day and tomorrow will be another boring day at work day. You groan, tossing your head back. Your apartment gives a great view. Granted, it’s upside down now, but it’s still good. It might also be because of the hot neighbor from across the window. Kang Baekho. What a fine ass man. 

You keep your head positioned back on the couch like that for a bit. Usually, around 6 is when he comes back from the gym. Hmmm… seriously: what a fine ass man. 

As if on cue, his apartment lights up and he walks in with a black tank top and gray sweatpants. He almost immediately strips out of his shirt once his front door is shut. You move yourself around to get a clear view. This has been the routine for the past week and you know you’re being a bit of a creep, but it’s like a car accident: you should look away, but you can’t look away. You keep your eyes on his figure that moves from his living room to his kitchen. 

He should really close his blinds, this is not good for you. 

He gets a glass of water, swallowing it all down in an instant. A drop spills and it trails along his jawline to his chest. Jesus Christ. He wipes his mouth, but, out of the blue, he looks over at your window. You make eye contact. You panic, looking around to hide from being caught, before simply just curling up on the couch. Well, fuck. 

[little-sundays]

Chowder

Kang Dongho. vampire au. halloween special.

“Why are you leaving?” Tae Hyun asked the female, his hand on the clothed wound. His eyes lingered on the face of his muse before averting his gaze to the bow in her hand. Finally, she spoke, “I’m the only one who can detect Taehyung’s movements. Venturing the forest isn’t an easy task especially when the son of Ares is searching for the eternal flames.”

“Aren’t you contradicting yourself?” He asked leaning closer to her and adding, “I’m coming with.”

She mocked, “I don’t need another traitor following me from behind, specifically you, Tae Hyun.”

The male turned silent from her sudden acclaim. She started to stride out the border when Tae Hyun convinced her otherwise, “You had multiple chances to cut off the bond with me when we first met. Instead, you let me have you.”

She didn’t reply to his statement and began to walk farther from him when he added, “Wasn’t it because you had fallen for me?”

“Foolish,” she answered, “I was fooled by my own eyes to blindly think that it was all right to love you. At this moment, it shouldn’t matter if I had settled on a decision that I might regret. For now, it doesn’t matter if it was because I loved a demon like you. Now, you don’t matter to me.”

Her final words to him was, “Let there be peace within hatred and love without lust.”

You ran back to the meeting area where the group held their plan. Pushing the door open, you reported, “She already left to search from Ambrosia and Taehyung.”

The group stopped and stilled. Without another word, the valkyrie and the nephilim grabbed their swords from the side and nodded in agreement as they turned to leave the room. The nephilim said, “It’s best for some of you stay and watch over the campus. He might have found the eternal flames by daybreak before we could even reach him.”

“I’m joining you,” Kang Daniel uttered.

Bae Jinyoung agreed, “So am I.”

“It’s better if we all leave together.” You suggested, catching the attention of the group. The valkyrie turned to you disagreeing with your suggestion, “It’s too dangerous.”

Thus, the Dryad—Ambrosia’s sister—spoke, “We’ve been through hell; it doesn’t make much of a difference if we leave now or later.”

The nephilim and valkyrie seemed to have a telepathic communication as they both nodded once again before turning to the others, “We leave now and find the huntress before we proceed. She might already be near the tree of Myhrra.”

Thereafter, the group left the camp and cautiously travelled towards the tree of Myhrra. The huntress was sitting on top of the tree looking towards the south; thus, she said, “He’s crossing the mountains near the Elves’ kingdom. If it’s true, the eternal flames might be nearer than we think.”

“Where exactly?” The valkyrie questioned.

“I believe, it’s hidden within the kingdom itself as if to guard the flames from harm.” She explained, “There isn’t much time left; the kingdom isn’t too far.”

You uttered, “There’s a shortcut to the Elves’ kingdom. Taehyung’s travel might take two days until he reaches it, we’ll only take one night and a day before we’re there.”

The rest of the group listened and decided on what you said before following you. You led them to the shore where the Sirens lived. There song was a riddle of either death or an answer to everything.

The group settled before the cave where the Sirens gathered and one sang.

‘It is the fear of Oedipus that leads him to his own blinding,

The inevitable incestuous love of Byblis,

It is what man ignores for bliss.’

“Give us until dawn and we’ll answer it, if not you are to do as you please.” You stated to which the creatures laughed. Thus, they left the group for the night. The other males searched for wood to feed to the fire and the rest of the team waits inside the cavern.

“I don’t know the answer,” the nephilim said after a long silence. They were all pensive, none broke the train of thoughts only until another male turned to you. Kang Dong Ho walked to your location and asked if you weren’t busy at the moment to which you replied, “No.”

He brought you outside the cave where he uttered, “You could’ve stayed in the camp where it’s safe.”

“Dong Ho, nowhere else is safe. Either we wait for death to approach us or die fighting for our lives.” You responded. His eyes were sad as he listened to you; none of this should’ve happened, the demons and the faeries were at peace with each other, always.

Dong Ho looks at the bond crest on your shoulder blade, a symbol that was eternal. It was a small circle with a line passing through the center. He had the same one on his hipline, he was bound to you—an asrai.

He leaned closer to you, his hands dipping into your skin. You stood there naked for him to study, he needed this for the bonding ritual. You could read his inner thoughts as he slipped his hand between your thighs and dip his head into the crook of your neck to mark the flesh. His hand settled on your left thigh to pull you closer to him.

You straddled the male whilst he bit into your skin and held both your wrist in one hand. He was hardening beneath you making you sigh into his skin and him grinding against you.

“Thought you were timid about this,” he stated. His movements faltered when you move your hips against his; Dong Ho released a shark breath in response to your sudden action.

You mumbled, “If you hadn’t been so deprived.”

He trails his fingers down your spine and moves his mouth down to your chest. Clamping your hands around his shoulders, Dong Ho thrusts himself inside of you. You stared into his eyes while he moved against you in a rhythmic pattern.

He stammered, “You’re glowing.”

Your skin shone upon him like the first encounter you had of him. Dong Ho watched you struggle to keep your eyes open as you neared your own high, and thus he snapped. He grabbed your hips to control your pace since he was going deeper and more desperately.

“This is the reality of our fate. The gods have decided on it long before we were born.” You said, “Like the beginning, everything will turn to chaos.”

“Maybe, that’s not true.” Dong Ho refused to believe you.

“That’s the truth, Dong Ho.” You replied sadly when it hit you. Immediately, you ran back to the Sirens and asked for the riddle once more.

“The answer is truth,” you explained, “Oedipus blinded himself, because he could not accept the fact that he had been the murder of his father and the lover of his mother. Byblis hanged herself when her brother, Caunus, couldn’t accept her love for him. She was afraid of the truth and thus she turned mad.”

The Sirens silently moved back and divided a path for them to walk through. The one who sang the riddle approached you and warned, “Make sure no one touches the water as you leave, if they do we’ll drown them.”

You gave them a curt nod before turning back to the cave and telling the others.

“Show a leg and get moving,” Daniel ordered the team. He muttered, “Stay safe, Khloris and Jisung.”   

[softtm]

boyfriend! Nu'est

[7aiguanlin]

89 with kang dongho pleasee

kang dongho + 89: “i noticed.”

tuesday at eight am was the time of the week in which you consistently question your life decisions as you walk into your university class. 

today is no other exception as you dash in, donning a frazzled expression with your wild hair thrown up into a messy bun. you make it shortly before the professor comes in and you make sure to make a mad dash towards your unofficial official seat.

as you lay out your notebook, textbook, and writing utensils, a cup of coffee at the corner of your desk catches your eye. as you analyze the handwriting of your name written on the cup holder, your mind wanders to the owner of the messy scrawl who sits behind you. 

you decide not to question his generosity as you take a sip of the coffee, pleasantly surprised to notice that it’s to your personal preference– a strong black espresso with minimal sugar and no creamer to jolt you awake in the morning. 

you turn to dongho with confusion painted on your face. “how?” you mouth.

he shrugs with a boyish grin making its way on his lips as he mouths: “i noticed.”

[kpopsfic]

ghost of you ꩜ kang dongho

pairing: kang dongho x gender neutral reader

genre: schizophrenic!dongho, heavy angst

warnings: mental illness (schizophrenia & depression), i am not a doctor and wrote this to the best of my ability

word count: 1.02k

written by: tiff

description: kang dongho is left behind by the person he dreamed of spending the rest of his life with for reasons he has yet to discover, only to be disappointed when he uncovers the truth.

a/n: in honor of nu’est and the love i hold for them, i decided to post this. although they’re officially disbanded now, please be sure to give them lots of love and support on their most recent release: 다시, 봄

Tears raced down the delicate skin of Dongho’s cheeks as he fell to his knees in front of you, his long-term partner, and reached out to him. His vision was blurry and his lungs felt as if they were going to collapse in on themselves the moment he let out another mangled cry.

“Please, don’t do this,” Dongho cried out, his fingers curled around the sleeve of your sweater, “I don’t know if I can survive without you.”

You paused for a moment, your hand on the doorknob, heart twisting around in your chest. You sighed, gently shaking Dongho’s loose grasp on the soft fabric free, “I have to go. I can’t stay here anymore, love.”

Dongho’s voice cracked as he whispered, “but, why? What did I do wrong?”

“It’s nothing you did,” you began, crouching down to be level with Dongho’s shaking frame, “but I can’t tell you the reason why I’m going. You’ll figure it out in your own time.”

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Dongho exclaimed. You brushed some of the stray tears off of the older boy’s cheeks.

“It won’t for a while, but I promise you, when the time comes, you’ll learn. You’ll be able to accept it. For now, you just need to learn how to cope without me.”

With that, you rose to your feet and walked out into the night, never bothering to look back.

—

They say people learn to get over heartbreak, that there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel during every breakup. But that certainly was not the case for Kang Dongho. Many nights he found himself tossing and turning in the sheets, longing for your gentle touch, or staying up for days on end doing absolutely nothing except for crying.

Three months have passed now since the love of his life walked out with no rhyme or reason, and Dongho was still trying to make sense of it all. But no matter what scenario or event came to his head, nothing added up right. He often found himself tugging angrily at his hair.

The same night that you left, he began writing letters. Ones with words of his love for you. How beautiful you are and how brightly you shine compared to the rest of the stars in the sky. Reminiscing on the good memories he had, like the time that you tried making pancakes for him and ended up almost burning the house down.

But he also wrote letters that were stained with tears, where the ink was smudged from his shaky hands or lost track of where his sentences were going. They were never filled with anything hateful, but rather with confusion, hurt, and anger.

Why? Why did you decide to leave him when he thought he needed you the most? Why did you hesitate before you walked through the door? Where were you now? Was the address he was writing on the envelopes even correct?

He always mailed them out, but he never once got a response. Every time he stepped foot into the post office, the clerks looked at him with sympathy. Whether it be because of the way his cheeks were sunken in or how his eyes were always swollen from constantly sobbing, he didn’t know. He just hated the stares.

Now, he was sitting on the couch, his legs crossed, and wide awake. His hands were clasped over his stomach, glossy eyes trained on the ceiling, and his bottom lip held tightly between his teeth.

It was your two year anniversary.

The moment he woke up, he couldn’t help but think about you and where you were going. Your sweet words rang through his head, which only gave him a migraine in the end. He couldn’t bear the thought of doing anything for the day. He almost wished he could sleep forever.

But he couldn’t. He refused to waste the day when instead, he could be making your favorite meal and celebrating on his own, whether you were there or not. Maybe after doing so, he would feel better. He could certainly hope.

A little later, he found himself at the dinner table, staring at your empty seat behind the vase of morning glories he picked up from the store earlier while quietly spooning cajun pasta into his mouth. He huffed a defeated sigh, allowing the fork to fall from his hand onto the table with a bang.

Pushing himself away from the table, he walked to what used to be your shared bedroom without bothering to clean up the mess he’d made. He sank down onto the edge of the bed, his shoulders slumped, and buried his face in his hands. Was this ever going to get easier?

Just as he was about to lay down, he was able to hear your daily reminder in his head, “be sure to take your medicine, Dongho, it’s important.”

Absently, he grabbed the pill bottle off of his nightstand and stared at the label. Olanzapine. He knew his doctor told him what it was for, but he didn’t understand why. The label never indicated anything either.

Allowing his curiosity to get the best of him, Dongho typed in the name of his medicine on his phone and scanned over the definition of what it was used to treat.

Olanzapine can be used to treat mental disorders such as schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.

Dongho tilted his head at the word ‘schizophrenia.’ He was almost positive that’s what his doctor told him he had, but he couldn’t remember. He continued on with another search.

Schizophrenia is a chronic brain disorder that affects less than one percent of the population. When schizophrenia is active, symptoms can include delusions, hallucinations, and trouble with thinking.

Upon reading the definition, Dongho threw his phone across the room, a loud yell ripping at his lungs as fresh, hot tears stung at his eyes. This is what you meant when you said he would figure it out on his own. This is what you meant when you didn’t answer his questions. This is why you left him in the first place.

You were never real to begin with.

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[cherryeol04]

Action! | Ch. 34

Genre: Humor, Romance, Slice of life?, Crackheadedness

Pairings: BaekRen, MinRon

Work Count: 1.4K

Summary:  From the moment he was casted, Ren wasn't sure if he had what it would take to be a pop idol. Losing faith in himself, he was going to give up the future he had always wanted, but one person stood by his side and renewed his faith. After a hot debut and rapid growth of stardom, Ren started to notice that maybe this person, his close friend, was something more. But how could a straight man even remotely think of a homosexual relationship?

Warnings: Homophobia, some smut (chapters will be marked)

A/N: I wrote this series back in 2012 and used OCs and over the top writing style for arguments. Whoops. Lmao it’s pretty decent though, so I hope you enjoy!

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Ren’s POV

I think it was fate that we were supposed to meet. By the pool, probably not, but that just happened to be where we were at the time and we couldn’t help that. But it had to be fate, much like the first day of being a trainee when we first met. Out of everyone in the room, or in this case, the vast expense of the hotel’s swimming area; we sat at the same table together at the same time. It had been a while since I actually looked at Baekho. I know we performed together, but I hadn’t actually looked at him. I could go the whole time without looking at him, but today…

JR’s words really got to me. But what really got me the most was the fact that he said Baekho had willingly given me away to him. I don’t want to be with JR, as much as I love the other, he’s more of a brother to me. Baekho is the one I really want and I just don’t understand why we’re acting like this. I know it’s my fault, but he had a hand in it too and it’s killing me. We don’t have any communication and that’s the sad part. This whole thing probably could have been worked out like they said, but instead we chose to make it into something bigger than it actually was and where did that lead us?

To where we are now.

Our eyes locked and we just stared at each other, taking in each other’s appearance. I could feel my face relax and I was almost sure I had been scowling. Seemed like the facial expression of choice for me anymore. Baekho looked…tired. The bags under his eyes were so clear that I don’t think even the makeup would cover it. I know our concerts were tiring here, but I doubt they’re the reasons he’s as tired as he is. Nope, I’m pretty sure I know what the issue is.

“Baekho.”

“Ren”

We spoke at the same time and a smile crossed my lips. I loved when we did that. “You go first.” I said and motioned to him. Communication that was the key. I needed to hear what Baekho had to say and in return, he better hear what I have to say.

“Okay.” He said and went silent, looking at the table. If I listened hard enough, I could hear the wheels turning in his head as he thought of what to say to me. “Ren…this is ridiculous.” He said and I laughed. After thinking so hard, that’s all he could say to me? But didn’t that sum up the whole situation in a nutshell? Yeah, it did. This was ridiculous and we needed to stop this.

“I agree.” I told him, nodding.  He stared at me, sighing, and rubbed his head. Surprisingly, or not, his hair didn’t move. It never seemed to anyway.

“I don’t think there is an amount of ‘sorry’s I could say that would get you to forgive me for what I said. And I’m sure JR can keep his mouth shut about as well as Minhyun can.” He muttered and I smiled.

“He told me what you said to him.” I answered and looked away. “I have to be honest Baekho that really hurt me that you were so fed up that you were giving me away.” I said.

“I know and-“ Reaching out, I pressed a finger to his lips to silence him.

“Let me finish.” I said. He nodded, giving me the go ahead to continue talking. “It hurt me, it really did. But I can’t blame you. I got so upset over that whole girlfriend thing that I just didn’t realize…” I paused and groaned, knowing I had to say this. “I didn’t realize what an ass I was being.”  I finished. A snort left him and I rolled my eyes. “Okay, maybe ass is an understatement, but you get the idea.” I said.

“Baekho I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to act like I did, but things just…certain things just scared me.” I told him. His head bobbed and I knew he knew what I was talking about. JR told me that Minhyun blabbed, again. But I’m sure the other had already blabbed it to Aron. I can’t be mad at him though. Minhyun was just looking out for me, wanting to help me and I appreciate him for that. I don’t know where I would be in this relationship now, or if I would have a relationship without him around.

“You’re not the only one who is sorry Ren.” Baekho said as he reached out and took my hand. His fingers felt rough against my skin and I wondered just exactly what he had been doing to get them so calloused. It’s not like singing involves using your hands. Well at least not that much. “I’m just as much as an ass as you were.” He said.

“Well yeah.” I said and he frowned. I pressed my lips together tightly, showing him I would interrupt. He had been silent (mostly) through my little speech, I need to remember to do the same for him.

“I didn’t understand why you were acting so cold to me. And instead of just cornering you and asking you myself, I decided to get back at you, make you jealous. I didn’t mean to put a rift so far between us.” He confessed. Yeah, that whole girlfriend thing was horrible. Not a good move, but I kept silent, waiting for more to come, and it did.

“What I said about not putting out. I didn’t mean it. I didn’t know then that sex was the issue.” He said. “If I had…fuck I would have never have said or did any of the things I had. Baby I’m sorry.” Staring into his eyes, I searched them. There was no malice or deceit. At one point I would have thought that Baekho would never do that to me, but after everything that happened, I couldn’t be sure that he wouldn’t get me to forgive him, only to rip my heart out once more. I felt horrible for thinking that, but I wouldn’t put it past him now.

But looking in his eyes, I could tell, it was all the truth. The other was honestly sorry. And I felt even worse. Because I couldn’t open up and talk to the person I loved, I ruined everything. The whole issue in our relationship is my fault, though Baekho did add fuel to the fire, knowingly or unknowingly.

“I can’t say I forgive you.” I told him, watching his face fall. “I’m sorry. But you really hurt me Baekho. Not just with the whole girlfriend thing, but calling me a bitch, telling me I’m worse than a woman.” I reminded him. “And then telling JR that he could have me. Baekho, how am I supposed to go on loving you, knowing that you held such malice towards me? That you were so fed up with everything that you didn’t even care to fight for me. It’s just like the first time. For months I prayed for you to fight for me, to come and get me and you didn’t! Not until that little quest at the planetarium.” I said and sighed, running my hand through my hair.

“Hey!” Baekho growled and I instantly looked up at him, eyes wide. “It’s not all my fault! Don’t fucking blame me. If you weren’t such a fucking ice queen-” he paused and stared at me. My chest felt so tight that it hurt. I wondered if this is what Minhyun had felt, this horrible feeling when JR had said those awful, hateful words to him months ago.

“Ren.” He whispered and reached out, touching my cheek gently. His thumb ran just under my eye, wiping away the tear that fell. “Baby…fuck I’m sorry.” He apologized again. “But damn it, you get me so angry. Everything is always my fault to you Ren. And I hate it. You get sick and it’s my fault, you act cold to me and it’s my fault.” He listed. “It feels like nothing I do is good enough for you.”

I sat there silent for a moment, just thinking over his words. How could I possibly answer him when he was right? Everything I get upset and blame him for started out as my fault. Well maybe not getting sick. I think that is something no one can really control. I felt the hand moving away as he sighed deeply and I reached up, grabbing it. I placed it back on my cheek and stared at him. This was it, I had to open up. I can’t be cold anymore, I can’t be afraid to show him just how vulnerable I am. I need to push my Ren away. I know I just found him again, but he needs to go to sleep for a while and I need to show Baekho my Minki, the shy, scared boy that I really was. If I can do that, then I’m sure I can find some way to balance both my Ren and Minki personas into one and finally find myself.

“Baekho that’s not it.” I whispered. I felt more tears welling up in my eyes as I stared at him. “You have done more for me than you’ll ever know. You’ve always been there for me, helping me, encouraging me.” I said. “And that side of you, what you’ve done…that’s what I feel in love with Baekho. Not this side of you.”

“I-“ Baekho trailed off, swallowing hard. I could see his own tears wanting to spill. This was so emotional for us, that perhaps the pool was not the best place to talk about this. But we can’t push this off. If we stop now, I don’t know what would happen, but what good would come from it? No, we have to finish. We need to say all we have to say and work this out.

“Minki, I fell in love with you because you were so cute, and sweet, and ridiculously funny. You can be so indifferent to things and people, but when you were with me, you were always open, always smiling. And I love that about you. I didn’t fall in love with this side of you.” He said softly. I felt more tears falling and it was hard for me to not sob. I didn’t want to draw attention to us, so I kept them suppressed, as much as I could.

“Baekho I love you so much and this is the last thing I’ve ever wanted to happen to us. I don’t want our relationship to end before it barely gets started.”

“I don’t want that either Minki. I don’t, but it’s not me. I’m trying. I tried so hard to be understanding to you. Something was wrong and I didn’t press the issue, I didn’t want to upset you. I figured you would come to me when you were ready. When you didn’t….I didn’t know what to do. But I knew I had to do something. Anything to get your attention back and for you to talk to me again. It just…backfired like most of my plans.” He said and I laughed. Baekho had a bad streak when it came to planning. However, there was a pattern and I’m seeing it now. His plans backfire on the first attempt, but in a roundabout away, they work out in the end. Like his plan to get Minhyun and Aron together, his plan to get my attention so we can talk to each other…it’s finally working, despite the interventions that we were given.

“I know Baekho and it is all my fault. If I had only opened up and…” I couldn’t go on. If only I had sucked it up and talked to him. If only I had taken Minhyun’s advice to heart and tried being intimate with Baekho. If only….It was too late for the ‘ifs’ that have been nagging at me. His other hand cupped the other side of my face and I stared into his eyes.

“But you are now Minki. You’re opening up to me now. Let’s not stop it. Please, tell me what’s going on and what I can do to help fix it.”  Leaning into his touch, I shook my head slightly.

“It’s not you Baekho. It’s me. It’s all me.” I said and sniffled. “I’m scared Baekho. I love you and want to be with you, but I’m scared.”

“It’s about sex right?” he asked and I nodded my head slowly.

“I don’t know why I’m scared though. I want to be with you…like that.” I said, brows furrowing. “But every time I think of what that means, of being naked with you and touching you and doing…things…I just get so scared.”

Baekho listened to me; head nodding slightly as he took in all I said. I was thankful for that. He was a good listener, despite being a bit dense from time to time. This was something he was taking seriously and I could tell. If we could work this out, maybe things would get better, our relationship would get better. I honestly didn’t want to lose him. Baekho was the best thing in my life at the moment.

“What scares you most though? Doing things with me? Or having me touch you? Being naked?” he asked carefully.

“I don’t know.” I whispered honestly.

“But why are you scared then Ren? You know I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” He said before coughing. “Well, besides what I have done. I don’t want to hurt you anymore.” He corrected himself and I smiled sweetly at him.

“What if I’m not…what you expected? What you wanted?” I asked, pulling away from his grasp and sat back in the chair. “What if I’m not good enough?”

“Ren, who exactly to do you think I can compare you to?” he asked and I looked up at him confused. “Ren, I’ve never slept with anyone. And I don’t want to sleep with anyone but you. So if you’re good or not, I won’t know, I don’t have experience. But Ren, I love you and I know it’ll be amazing.” He said. I felt my cheeks flush. That’s not something I was expecting, but his words were so comforting. Knowing Baekho was a virgin like me, my fear of not being good enough slowly died away.

“I love too, Baekho and I’m glad you haven’t been with anyone.” I whispered. “I have a question though; do you even know how to have sex with a guy?”

“No.” Baekho said and flushed lightly, chuckling. “Do you?”

“No.” I answered and smiled.

“So then you’re worried over something you don’t even know how to do.” Baekho told me. He was right. I don’t even know how to have sex with a guy and I’m scared. For all I know it could be something ridiculously easy. And it should feel good right? I know I’ve touched myself many times and that always felt good. Wouldn’t that be the same? Sex had to feel good, otherwise people would do it. And gay sex, if it wasn’t good Minhyun and Aron wouldn’t do it. So, what did I have to be afraid of? I know I’m scared of actually doing it the first time, but is that the reason I acted like I did? Or was I just being a scared little boy?

“You’re right.” I said and sighed. “I was scared for nothing.”

“Not for nothing.” Baekho told me. “You have every right to fear what you don’t know. That’s understandable and I want to help you baby, get through that.”

“Baekho I don’t-“

“I’m not saying we have to do it now. But that doesn’t mean we don’t do it at all. Minhyun told me about what he suggested to you and I think we should try that. Go slow.”

“Baekho.” I groaned. I was getting nervous and scared again.

“Baby, I’m here and I’m not going to rush things. In fact, we don’t have to do anything until you’re ready. But I want to do it with you. And I will take as small of baby steps as you need to in order to get through it. I’m here, but please Ren don’t push me away again. I don’t want to lose you.”

I felt horrible. I was closing up and now I had Baekho begging. I didn’t want it to be like this. I need to stop this. I need to take a few deep breaths, put on my big boy panties and confront this fear head on. I can do this, I can do this. Not because I’m Ren, but because I’m Choi Minki and I have an amazing boyfriend who has given me so much courage and confidence, who’s always believed in me. It’s time I give it back.

“Okay.” I said. “You’re not going to lose me Baekho. But, we have to go slow.” I said.

“As slow as you want.” He said with a grin. I smiled happily. I wanted to get up and hug him, to kiss him, but I couldn’t do that in public. It would have to wait, which wasn’t much longer. He took my hand and stood. Standing, I let him lead the way back into the hotel and to our room, or rather, the room I was making him share with JR. I think we’re going to have to fix that too. 

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After working 6 hours straight, “you don’t have to do that. Really.”

You’re starting to worry. Dongho’s been stuck in his office for hours now - he’d made a small appearance at breakfast, but mostly to grab what is likely more coffee and press a soft kiss to the top of your head as you munched on your cereal before heading back into his office. 

“Did you even sleep?” you asked, concerned. He hummed in response, pulling a frown from you. “That’s not a no, baby.” 

He set his coffee down, used both hands to rub your shoulders. “Don’t worry about me baby, okay? I got some sleep. I promise. And I’ll get plenty more once I’m done with my work.”

“At least eat something with all that coffee you’re drinking. I’ll even make you something.” You took one of his hands in yours, pressed a kiss to the back of it. “I can’t help but worry about you, you know that.”

Dongho chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “I’ll grab myself something, you stay right here and eat your own breakfast.” He went back into the kitchen, grabbed some protein bars, and shuffled back into his office, throwing a “Love you,” over his shoulder. 

But that had been at breakfast. It’s nearing mid-afternoon, now, and you haven’t even heard or seen him leave the room to use the bathroom. He’s been working on this day in and day out for at least a week, and if he doesn’t take a real break soon you don’t want to think about what will happen to him. 

Enough is enough. 

You head into the kitchen, grabbing things from the cupboard and fridge and setting about to make a proper meal. Butter melts in a pan on the stove as you chop and slice vegetables and meat, throwing them in together and delighting in the sizzle they make. The water you have in a pot boils too and things quickly begin to come together. With everything done, you make a heaping serving to take in to Dongho and go up to the office door, opening it without bothering to knock. 

You’re greeted with a sad sight: Dongho surrounded by crumpled up papers and half drunk coffees and energy drinks and protein bar wrappers. 

“Dongho.” you sigh, coming up behind him to set the food down on the desk. He turns and looks at you and the circles under his eyes break your heart. “Oh, baby…”

He smiles at you like he’s trying to reassure you and it only makes you frown in response. “Thank you.”

“Do you know how long you’ve been working this time, Dongho?” 

He looks down at the clock on his laptop and lets out a little “oh.” 

“Six hours . You need to take better care of yourself. You need to take a break , Dongho.” You run your fingers through his hair. 

“I will, I will, I just need to finish -” 

You huff and drag him out of the chair, grabbing the plate of food in your other hand, bringing both the food and your boyfriend back out to the kitchen. You release him only to set him down into a chair at the table and placing the food in front of him. 

“Eat.” you instruct, sitting down across from him. 

He fidgets, picking up his fork. “I’d feel better if you were eating too, you know.”

“Fine.” You go to the kitchen to make yourself a plate before rejoining him, bringing him some water as well. “Now eat. Please?” 

Dongho pouts, mostly at himself, because your tone is almost desperate and it makes him feel a little guilty for letting himself take it so far.

Now that you’ve really dragged him away, he can feel the fatigue start to set in. He can feel the exhaustion like a physical ache deep in his bones, and his eyes feel dry and like he's kept them open for weeks. He looks down at the pasta and he's never seen anything so appetizing. 

Dongho takes one bite, then another, and soon he's shoveling food into his mouth at a near-alarming rate. Soon the plate is cleared and he looks up at you, smile on his face. "Can I have some more, baby? Please?"

Once lunch has been finished and dishes have been washed - and so has Dongho, once you pushed him into the shower - you force Dongho under the covers in your bed, hardly surprised when he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you into bed with him. 

"Thank you, baby." he whispers, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. You shake your head, telling him he doesn't need to thank you. 

"No, I mean it. You don't have to take care of me, but you did anyway. I really, really appreciate it. I couldn't break myself out of my funk." He pulls you tighter against him, warm hands rubbing your stomach. "You don't have to do that. Really."

"I care about you though, Dongho. I love you, and I hate seeing you get so overwhelmed like that." You sigh and take one of his hands in yours. "Just sleep now, okay? You really need it."

Dongho hums in response, mumbles something that sounds like "I love you too," and soon, his breathing evens out, and the room goes quiet.

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Prompt: #53 for anon – “Why do you hate me?”

Anonymous said:

Hello! Can I request a drabble for Baekho? #53 “Why do you hate me?” If you can find a way to make it a royalty au of some sort, I would melt but if you have another idea that makes more sense or sounds more fun, don't listen to me! Thank you! - Nu'est anon)

Pairing: Kang Dongho x reader

Genre: royal au / romance / friends to lovers

Warnings: none

Word count: 954

Glancing across the room, you smiled graciously at the man against the wall, though he did not return the gesture. It disgruntled you momentarily, scrunching your face up as you rolled your eyes in an otherwise silent protest. He merely pointed to your company and with a sigh, you spun back to the Baron and Baroness and pasted on another smile.

This one didn’t reach right up to your eyes as your last had.

Being the only princess in a royal family with three princes was often a burden. You had no stake in the throne, not that you had ever desired for such a thing. Whilst you were strong-willed, it wasn’t something you wished to harness for the greater good of your nation. Call you selfish all they may, but you only dreamed of the removal of status entirely. You wished to retire from the public role of playing dress up for countless state dinners, functions and other politically fuelled events of the royal court. You wanted to roam as free as the butterflies did out in the pasture, to fly as high as you could and see the world without the shackles of acting proper and keeping to timely order. Now that you were no longer a child, your ability to ask for play had been revoked. Your mornings were full of learning, not that you were ever to be expected as intelligent, instead, quaint. Your afternoons spent improving your skills, such as tapestry, sewing, and dance. Once a week you would be fortunate enough to have a ride out across the moors, and only on those excursions did you ever feel as if the wind could tousle your hair enough and have the excuse for it.

“My dear, are you quite alright?” the baroness asked and you nodded, composing yourself to answer as you always did. A princess must always be diplomatic and prompt with a response.

“Of course, I was just contemplating the idea of starting a new quilt. The colder season will arrive soon and I know my father quite enjoys sitting in his study late into the evening.”

Everyone marvelled over your avid affection of the King.

You hadn’t once been thinking of making the quilt for him. Though you were planning on making it for someone else. Your eyes slipped to the wall again, growing perplexed when the man who stood there previously was now nowhere in sight. It unsettled you, made you uncomfortable to remain standing there talking pleasantries and faking an interest in the lives of these people. When it was possible to retire from the party, you took your farewell effortlessly, dashing out into the foyer of the grand hall and then through to servants quarters. You didn’t even stop to knock when you entered his bedroom, the man within spinning around to see you.

And you darted your eyes immediately to the wall. “Oh… well, I was not expecting such an exhibition.”

“Nor was I aware I would be in company tonight, Princess.”

You grumbled, uncaring of his shirtless predicament and stared back at the man before you with hard eyes. “Must you refer to me as my title? Dongho, I do not know how many times I have asked you to call me by my name. In the very least, you should follow this request when it is just us two.”

“The walls may be made of stone, my lady, but I assure you they have ears.”

You ducked as if they had eyes as well, shifting closer to hiss at Dongho. “Why did you leave?!”

“Must I stay and endure such a boring spectacle all night long?”

You stomped your foot in petulance. “Yet you leave me to suffer.”

“I am not the Princess of this nation.”

“No, but you are my bodyguard, Dongho. What will of you if I had been harmed?”

“By what? Another piece of fruitcake conveniently dropped by the baroness in hopes to ruin this gorgeous dress you wear?”

“I’ll have you know when she dropped it on my foot last time, it felt as if a rock had fallen upon it!”

You giggled together, a simple reaction yet it meant everything to you. For a moment, your status was removed and you were back to the friends who had grown up playing together out in the pasture chasing butterflies. As soon as the happy sound ceased, you fell back into your roles, you of a princess and he of a guard.

You sighed. “Why do you hate me?”

“That’s an odd thing to accuse me of,” he mused, giving you a quizzical look. “Tell me of a time where I’ve shown you any emotion deserving of the title hatred.”

“Then, are you jealous?”

“Ardently.”

“Of?”

“The suitors who come to greet you these days.”

“You’re truly jealous?” you repeated, a small smile curling up your lips with delight. Dongho heaved a deep breath before placing his index finger in the middle of your forehead and pushing you gently. “Must you look so wicked?”

“I must. It is not every day that you show me signs.”

“Signs? Of jealousy?” he wondered and you shook your head, reaching up to sling your arms around his neck. Dongho visibly flinched but he did nothing to undrape you from around him either.

“Of love. I wondered if you hated me but now I realise it’s far from that emotion.”

“Y/N, you know this will be forbidden.”

You nodded, shifting closer. “Much like everything is to me. Allow me these moments.”

“As your guard, is this a request I must follow?”

“As my best friend, this is a confession I hope you will treasure.”

Dongho smiled, drawing you in closer. “Always.”

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Baekho As Your Boyfriend

So, this morning I woke up with a HUGE urge to write something like this about Baekho. He’s my Nu’est Bias, and I feel like a know him enough to make one of these. This is how I imagine him as a Boyfriend, after watching a TON of videos about Nu’est and him, interviews, appeareances on variety shows and stuff like that. It’s my personal opinion, obviously.

Also, it’s my first time doing this kind of imagines. I’ll post other Kpop related content! I have plenty of fanfics that i’ll like to post (have to translate them though, because my first language is Spanish). 

This is gonna be a LONG post about Boyfriend!Baekho, so get enjoy!

You two have been friends for a while, and when he finally realized he loved you, he will act shyly towards you and get really nervous, like a kid trying to hide his feelings.

Don't expect him to ask you out without being really sure about his feelings towards you.

After talking to the other members of Nu'est about his feelings -almost pleading for help- Minki will encourage him to finally confess, and I feel Aron will be the one to help him prepare all the words he's gonna tell you what a cutie Hyung Aron is uwu.

He'll make sure to be alone with you so he can finally confess his feelings, expect him to be really nervous and stuttering a lot, not actually remembering the speech he prepared and giggling.

Expect him to be really soft towards you, really romantic and kinda cheesy. Also he always will get nervous when it comes to PDA. Don't expect him to kiss you in front of the others, because he'll get really shy and nervous, and maybe his cheeks will turn bright red.

As your relationship goes on, he'll get really committed to you. I don't see him cheating NEVER. He'll be completely faithful to you, and he'll cherish every moment he spends with you.

Be prepared to gain some weight because this boy LOVES TO EAT. He’ll probably go to a lot of restaurants with you, or order some food to eat at home with you.

When you two are alone, he'll be shy and polite, not crossing the lines. Expect cute kissed with a lot of shy giggles.

He'll be the ABSOLUTE BEST at hugging and cludding in bed, you'll feel like you're hugging a huge teddy bear.

When the kisses get more passionate he'll turn into the sexy bandit he is deep inside, making your head spin with heated kisses, pressing you against his chest with his strong and muscular arms.

He'll get more intimate a while after you two started dating. Don't expect him to be the kind of guy that takes you to bed right away, he needs to be sure that you two are prepared for such an important step

Once he gets more comfortable and when he's completely ready to show you how much he loves you, he'll really make love to you. Not just sex. He'll treat you kindly, showering you with little kisses caressing your skin being really kind and careful, I even picture him asking if he's not being too rude or harsh.

The more sex you have, the more comfortable he will get, starting to show you his sexy bandit side, making love to you more harder each time, trying new things but you'll have to suggest him what to do, because he'll be still kind of shy to tell you right away.

He is the kind of guy you need to help open up, one step at a time. Giving him confidence and security to finally reveal himself completely.

And even though, you'll have the feeling that you still haven't seen all of his sides or all the shades of his personality.

This was a little too long, but got carried away because I really love Baekho.  I hope you like it and love this baby for more than just his body, because he's actually a shy cutie.