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pocky kiss - kim doyoung
summary -> doyoung trying to study while you want a kiss
doyoung furrows his eyebrows as he continuously hears shuffling to his right. not letting it deter him from his studying, he focuses on the text in his hands, letting terms and equations float through his mind whilst purposefully ignoring you beside him.
your shoulders slouch in disappointment when he doesn’t turn around. doyoung misses the chocolate stick that’s peeking out between your puckered lips, waiting to be eaten and allowing your lips to be met in between. you huff when doyoung is still facing away, your whining an echo in the small room, thoroughly ignored.
“fine,” your voice comes out muffled as you change positions to face the wall, feeling stubborn when your attention isn’t granted and eating the rest of the pack by yourself.
doyoung rolls his eyes, slightly annoyed, but his lips quirk up in a semi-smile anyway as he puts down the paperback. he reaches out to grab the back of your head, pulling it towards him and planting a firm kiss on unsuspecting lips.
“you’re so distracting,” doyoung whispers, breath warm as it fans over your moist lips and you are too dazed to answer.
doyoung huffs in triumph when you remain silent, eyes somewhat glassy, face blank, so he picks up his book again and starts reading where he left off
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5.7k, yandere themes, creep behavior, minor stalking, abuse, manipulation, alcohol consumption, drugs, non-con, dub-con, smut, somnophilia, fingering, penetration, cream pie, overstimulation, implied hostage, implied kidnapping, implied forced impregnation (@starillusion13)
“Oh, I didn’t order this.”
“It’s from the gentleman over there.”
You glanced over your shoulder to see a gentleman dressed in a white suit and red hair reading a book in a corner booth. You had seen him here earlier in the day, and on previous nights. You weren’t entirely sure you wanted to accept a drink from him.
“Uh… he’s kinda been creeping and-”
“He’s the owner.”
“What?”
“That’s Jung Jaehyun, owner of the hotel.” The bartender explained. “He likes to spend his free time in the bar area or do some simple work here. He enjoys seeing the type of people who stay at his hotel and on occasion buys drinks for them too. Technically this is on the house.”
“Ah…”
“I can make you something else if you’d like.”
“No, that’s alright. It doesn’t hurt to try something new.”
“Of course. Then may I ask, what brings you to the area? Work or vacation?”
“Unfortunately work.” You took a sip of the drink, liking the taste. “My company sent me here for a business conference. Just a few more days then I can go home.”
“You’re not one for travel?”
“Not really. I like sleeping in my own bed.”
“Fair. I can’t argue with that. Although I do hope you’ve been enjoying your stay.”
“Yeah, this place is nice. I like the style.” You yawned, checking the time. “Gosh, I feel so tired, perhaps I should head to bed.”
“Would you like a wake up call? You can give me your room number and a time to call. It’s a hotel service to help you not sleep in.”
“Oh, that would be nice. I’m in 2146, and 6 am would be a good time to call.”
“I’ll make a note for the front desk. Have a good night, miss…?”
“Y/n, the name’s y/n.”
“Good night, y/n.”
The bartender bowed and you finished up your drinking heading upstairs to wash up and rest. It wasn’t that late, but you certainly felt tired, the day had been more draining than you realized. Still, you had work in the morning, so better to get a good night’s sleep.
🖤
Jaehyun kept his attention on the book in hand, even as a drink was placed on his table by the bartender. One he hadn’t ordered.
“Y/n, room 2146, here on behalf of her company for a conference, and requested a 6 am wake up call that I shall handle. She’s only staying a few more days. The room is a one bedroom, and she checked in alone. In approximately ten minutes she’ll be out cold.”
“Thank you, Mr. Suh.”
“Of course, sir.”
Jaehyun reached for the glass as the bartender walked away, taking a sip before checking the time. He made a note and returned to his book. A few minutes later he set it down and made his way up to the room number he had been given. He checked the time once more as he got off the elevator. He stood before the door number 2146, knocking. There was no response so he knocked again. He subtly glanced at the cameras and examined the hall, he was alone. Once he confirmed that he pressed his ear to the door, listening. It was silent. He glanced around once more before pulling out his master key card and unlocking the door, stepping in gracefully.
He moved quietly, slowly shutting the door and then walking further into the room. He stopped as he registered the sounds of running water. He glanced at his watch, moving cautiously until he saw a half dressed woman lying on the bed. As he got closer he could see they appeared to be sleeping. He snapped his fingers by their ear, getting no reaction at all, then checked for a pulse. It was steady and calm. His prey wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon. Jaehyun took in the woman before him, reaching down to finish what she had started, stripping her bare and laying her down properly on the bed. His hands gently caressed bits of exposed skin, so far, he liked what he had.
“Y/n… very beautiful.”
After a moment he went to the bathroom, switching the shower head off and opting to fill the tub. He waited until the water was warm before going to retrieve you. He easily carried you bridal style towards the bathroom, setting you down in the tub. He rolled up his sleeves, getting some items from under the bathroom sink so he could properly wash you up. He was gentle and took his time, admiring your beauty from up close. Although as he scrubbed down your chest he slowed down. His fingers gliding over your belly and then going lower, dipping between your legs. He felt around gently, watching your reaction as he slowly teased you. The little helpless noises you made, reacting to the stimulus but unable to properly wake up.
Jaehyun kept at it, his thumb rubbing your clit. He wanted to do a bit more, ultimately deciding to pull you out of the tub and into his arms. He didn’t care if he got wet, keeping an arm around you and sitting you between his legs, his fingers dipping back down to tease you before pushing to digits inside. You let out a low moan, your hips starting to gently shake. He worked you over slowly, finding that sweet spot and rubbing against it. You whimpered, squirming around in his embrace as your breathing became uneven. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, breathing you in but refraining from leaving marks. He brought you to climax on his fingers alone, reveling in the afterglow of your body.
Although he knew he couldn’t stay like this for too long. Eventually he got you back in the tub and finished your bath. He drained the tub and dried you off, changing you into your pajamas and then tucking you into bed. He held himself back from placing a kiss on your head, deciding to stay a moment longer to gaze at your sleeping form. He cleaned himself up and made sure to leave no trace of his presence before quietly exiting the room. It was still late in the night, so the halls were empty and he simply returned back down to the bar. He got to the table he had left, grabbing the drink and taking a seat once more. A moment later Mr. Suh came over.
“How did it go?”
“She’s the one.”
“Ah, congratulations, I’ll keep that in mind. Can I get you anything else tonight?”
“No, thank you.”
“Of course.”
🖤
You jumped awake at the sound of the phone ringing on your nightstand. You were still half awake as you reached over to answer the phone.
“… hello…?”
“Good morning, I’m calling as you requested a 6am wake up call.”
“… wake up call… 6am… yes, yes, I did, thank you.”
“Have a good day, ma’am.”
“You too.”
You hung up and grabbed your head, vague memories of last night finally surfacing. You had been down at the bar and asked the bartender about a wake up call, just to be safe. You remembered coming up to wash up and head to bed, but you couldn’t remember much of that part. It was weird, but it didn’t matter. You could tell you had cleaned up, and clearly had gotten to bed. Once that was out of your mind you got up, getting ready for another day at work.
🖤
On days Jaehyun wasn’t in the hotel he was out with investors and taking care of other hotel business. He didn’t do much with his time outside of his work, but he intended to change that eventually. After a day of being out he finally returned to his hotel, although later than he wanted to. He made his way to the bar, looking around for a familiar face. The last few days you had come to the bar to unwind after a long day, so it was odd to not see you. He went up to the bar to inquire.
“Johnny, have you-”
“She was drinking with a new friend. The two went up together a few minutes ago.”
“What!”
“From what I gathered they went up to her room. Although,” Johnny checked his watch. “They should both be out in about five minutes.”
Jaehyun didn’t need to hear anything else, making his way up to your room. He was trying to contain his own annoyance, but it was difficult. He shrugged off his jacket and other items as he walked down the hall. When he got to your door he knocked aggressively, not stopping until the door opened. A random male opened the door and Jaehyun immediately threw a punch, knocking them to the ground. They didn’t move afterwards and Jaehyun stepped over them, shutting the door behind him.
He didn’t care to be subtle this time, but didn’t find you in the room. He noticed the bathroom door closed, and found it to be locked. He knocked, but got no response, opting to break out down. Once it was open he found you sitting on the floor, passed out. He quickly checked to make sure you hadn’t injured yourself, and thankfully you hadn’t. He picked you up, carrying you over to your bed and laying you down. Just like before he knew you’d be out till morning, but first he had to deal with the other. He reached for the phone on the nightstand, dialing the bar.
“Hello?”
“I need clean up in room 2146.”
“Right away, sir.”
You still needed to clean up, and Jaehyun would take care of that once the other problem was dealt with. A few minutes later there was a knock at the door and Jaehyun answered. Johnny offered a smile and pushed in a cart, he didn’t ask questions and just dealt with the unconscious body in the room while Jaehyun took care of you. He ran another bath for you, just washing you up this time and getting you into bed. Afterwards he made sure to clean up and leave no traces. Tomorrow morning may be confusing, but at least he’d know that no one touched you.
🖤
The next morning your phone rang once again at 6am, and you groggily answered. It was annoying, but also necessary. Just like last time you sat with your head in your hands for a few minutes, trying to get your mind in order. You could have sworn you had been chatting with someone last night and were intending to have some fun, but you didn’t remember much after heading up to your room. You only had one drink, and you watched the bartender make it in front of you too. Although, you didn’t feel sore or any lingering sensations. Maybe you had just been hopeful and delusional after a long day.
Now it was time to get up and do it all again. You groaned and got out of bed, preparing for the day. At least this trip was almost over. You made your way to the convention center, greeting your coworkers and helping set up. There were a few panels you’d be attending, and lots more mingling to do. Even though the day went by rather fast, exhaustion didn’t hit til you were back at the hotel. A simple drink after a long day was nice, so you always found yourself going to the hotel bar. The bartender greeted you, asking what you would like this time. You asked for something new, and to be surprised. He was pretty good at his job.
“Here you are. Will you be drinking alone again?”
“Was I drinking with someone last night?”
“I don’t recall.”
“Hm…”
“Why? Did you have someone with you?”
“Not sure… but it doesn’t matter.”
“Perhaps you could use some company.”
“You’ve been great company, Mr. Suh.”
“You can just call me, Johnny. Although I am flattered, listening and storytelling is part of a bartender’s duties, but I wasn’t speaking about myself.”
“Oh, then what were you referring to?”
“I think you know.”
Johnny gestured behind you, and you cautiously looked back, eyes landing on a particular table. There was the hotel owner, Jaehyun, engrossed in a book and sitting all by himself.
“Oh, I wouldn’t want to bother him.”
“I doubt he’d mind. Besides, I do think he likes you.”
“Ah… well… it would be weird…”
“Not entirely.” Johnny placed a drink on the table. “Could you give this to him for me, it’s his favorite.”
“Sure.”
You gave Johnny a goofy smile and grabbed the drink, taking your own as well. With every step you took you realized it was too late to back out. Jaehyun didn’t look up from his book as you placed down his drink. You could probably leave and he’d be none the wiser, but you were already here.
“… what are you reading?”
There was a moment of silence that led you to believe he was ignoring you, but then he looked up. When he caught a look at your face he smiled, setting his book down.
“A satirical horror novel. There is a movie adaptation, but many things get lost in translation so I rather look into the source material.”
“How sophisticated of you.”
“I suppose. Would you like to join me for a drink?”
“If I’m not bothering you.”
“Of course not, sit, please.”
“Thank you.”
You slid into the booth, sitting across from Jaehyun. You set your drink down, starting to feel a bit nervous and shy. From the beginning you knew he was handsome, even if you thought him to be a creep at first, but now that you had his attention you couldn’t help feeling flushed.
“So… I was told you’re the hotel owner.”
“That is correct.”
“What’s that like, running a hotel?”
“Busy, or at least I like to be involved with as much of the inner workings as possible.”
“A very hands-on approach.”
“Indeed. I want my staff to feel like they can rely on me. Whenever something happens I want to know, even if it can be resolved without my interference. I want to assure all our guests enjoy their stay.”
“Well, I certainly have so far. I love the design, and the service is nice. I’d say you’ve done well here. Do you intend to expand into a franchise?”
“I’m not honestly interested in that. This land was given to me by my father, and I was given the freedom to do what I wanted with it.”
“Wow, so why a hotel? Why not something with more potential for high income, like a shopping mall?”
“I did consider it, but I wanted to focus more on the people. One can go shopping in many places, but having a safe place to rest after a long day seems more important. This area gets a lot of people passing through, so there’s a lot of competition in regards to consumer goods. A hotel was more appropriate in my eyes.”
“Hm, when you put it like that, I see what you mean. A hotel was a simpler idea, and your values are up front. Very impressive.”
“I do my best. What about you? If you don’t mind me asking, what has brought you here?”
“Work. I’ve been representing my company at this convention in town. They wanted someone from another branch to participate, so they sent me.”
“Has it been any fun?”
“Uh, well I guess it has its moments, but work is work.”
“True, I’m sure you’ve been doing well.”
“I hope my boss sees it that way too.”
“Let me know if not, I’ll have a word with them.”
“I don’t think that would work, but I appreciate the sentiment.”
“Then, might I be so bold as to ask you out for dinner? I know a wonderful place nearby.”
“Dinner?”
“You’ve been in the area for work purposes, I fear you haven’t enjoyed yourself much.”
“You’d be right there.”
“So, what do you say?”
“I suppose dinner couldn’t hurt. It’d be better than dining alone.”
“Wonderful. Come with me.”
Jaehyun stood and offered you his hand. You took it with a smile, letting him hook your arms together and leading you out. It was summertime in the area, so the night was comfortably warm. You didn’t really need to change as you were already dressed in business attire, but you felt that maybe you should have given where Jaehyun took you. The restaurant seemed to be rather high class, and you felt like you were severely undressed. Still, Jaehyun made no comment and walked in, going up to the host and giving his name. They welcomed him and you were escorted to a table, getting looks from those in the waiting area.
“Did you… make a reservation?”
“No. I always have a table here. Usually I dine alone, but I’m grateful for the company tonight.”
“I see… thanks for inviting me.”
You were shown to a nice table, Jaehyun pulling out your chair for you. He was such a gentleman, making you realize how wrong your initial impression of him was. The waiter returned with a menu, and you didn’t see any prices. You figured you’d just enjoy yourself for the moment and worry about the bill later. Jaehyun suggested wine, but you still had work tomorrow, and your one drink was enough. He respected that and didn’t get any alcohol either. While you ate you talked a bit more about yourself, and asked about his life. You two were from very different worlds, and tonight you were getting a small glimpse.
You shouldn’t have been surprised that Jaehyun covered the bill, you never even saw how much the total was. He wasn’t going to tell you, nor accept any amount of money from you. For him, your company was well worth a meal. You both walked with your arms hooked together back to the hotel, Jaehyun escorting you to your room as you continued your conversation.
“So, you’ve always lived around here. You don’t travel?”
“I haven’t had a reason to.”
“You haven’t gotten bored of the same places?”
“This is my home, I could never grow bored with it. I quite like it here, what about you?”
“Hm. I haven’t seen too much, but it does seem like a nice place to settle down in.”
“I’m glad you agree.”
“Ah, I see. You’ve planted roots here, and don’t intend to leave.”
“Not really.”
“I admire that. Many talk about seeing the world and experiencing all kinds of things, but I see the happiness and peace about staying in a place you know. It has a certain type of stability and comfort one could grow accustomed to.”
“It does.”
“Okay, well, this is me. Thanks for tonight, I had a lovely time.”
“If you’d like, I would enjoy taking you out for dinner again tomorrow night.”
“Hm. I’ll think about it.”
“Please do, have a good night, y/n.”
“Good night, Jaehyun.”
🖤
The days felt the same, but the night always seemed to be different. Although you found yourself with some unfortunate luck this time. A certain guest from the conference wanted your attention. They asked questions about your employer and normal stuff, but as the day came to an end he started asking about your evening plans. He wanted to take you out, show you around, but you kept declining. Still, it seemed he wasn’t gonna take no for an answer.
“Look, I appreciate the sentiment, but I already have dinner plans.”
“Do you, now? With who?”
“That’s not your concern.”
“Well, maybe I think you’re lying to get out of me treating you to a nice meal.”
“I’ve politely refused you one too many times now, please leave.”
“Come on, don’t be like that. I just want to make sure your supposed plans are with a good person.”
“They are.”
“And who might they be?”
“A hotel owner.”
“Oh really? That’s far-fetched, don’t you think?”
“It’s the truth!”
“Prove it.”
“I don’t need to prove anything to you!”
“Keep it down, wouldn’t want to cause a scene. Come on, show me this date of yours, and I’ll leave you alone. Deal?”
You honestly didn’t want to blur things out, but you brought up Jaehyun before you could stop yourself. You probably did sound like a liar, but this guy wasn’t really gonna believe anything. He was the real creep. You didn’t agree to anything and just got your things and left. Of course he followed behind you as you returned to your hotel. You just had to ignore him and find Jaehyun. Although you were nervous. When you got to the hotel you went over to the bar. Johnny had told you that Jaehyun usually hung around here, but there was always a chance that today he wouldn’t be present.
“So, where is your date?”
“Uh… he… Jaehyun!”
To your immediate relief you saw Jaehyun at one of the booths, chatting with Johnny. When you called his name he looked your way, offering you a smile. You rushed over to him, grabbing his arm and getting him to his feet. He seemed confused, but before he could ask he noticed the other guy that had walked over.
“So, this is your date?”
“Yes. This is Jaehyun, we have dinner plans tonight. So you can be on your way.”
“Just like that?”
“You got your proof so-”
“What’s going on, y/n?” Jaehyun interrupted. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah, yeah, this guy just… wanted to escort me to you, to make sure I was safe.”
“Ah, I see, well, thank you, I can take it from here.”
“I suppose so, and uh, what is your profession again?”
“I don’t see how that’s relevant.”
“Amuse me.”
Jaehyun scoffed. “You’re standing in my hotel, and now I’d like you to leave. If you’d prefer, I can have you escorted out.”
“No need, have a good night.”
You kept your composure, glad to see the smirk get wiped off the guy’s face when Jaehyun confirmed he was the hotel owner. Although once he was gone your legs gave out, Jaehyun quickly grabbed you and sat you down.
“I’m guessing he wasn’t a nice escort.”
“Yeah… sorry to put you on the spot like that…”
“Well, you weren’t lying. We did have dinner plans, unconfirmed, but existent.”
“True, thank you.”
“Of course. Although I’m not so sure dinner is a good idea.”
“Probably… rain check?”
“Or, we can have something brought to my room. I promise the room service isn’t bad.”
“I believe you… that’s probably better, I do owe you for the favor.”
“Don’t think of it that way. We’re just two friends enjoying a meal. Come on, I’ll help you up.”
“Thanks.”
You could walk on your own, but the nerves were still winding down, so you were kinda slow. Jaehyun didn’t have a problem with it, walking at your pace, and making sure you were alright with dinner. If you rather return to your room he’d take you. It was nice, but you didn’t really want to be alone that night. Of course you went up to the penthouse suite, seeing how much bigger Jaehyun’s room was. One could easily live in comfort here.
“Your place is nice.”
“Thank you.”
Jaehyun got you a menu and let you pick something out, placing the call as well. His room had a nice skyline view that you sat down to enjoy, watching the city grow dark and then light up. Jaehyun did ask again if you were alright given your earlier encounter, and you assured him you were fine, at least now you were. When the food arrived he went to answer the door, bringing in the cart and setting out the plates. He wasn’t wrong, the food in the hotel was good, and he of course ordered some wine, something to help you with the nerves. After eating the two of you were just staring out into the night, mindlessly talking.
“Sp, let me guess, you have some top chef in your kitchen?”
“Not some big name, but the people in my kitchen are passionate about what they do.”
“You’re a lot kinder than I would have imagined.”
“Is that so?”
“Sorry, I don’t mean that to sound weird or anything. A lot of people in your position wouldn’t be as hands on or caring as you are. It’s nice to see someone with a good heart.”
“You flatter me.”
“It’s true. I honestly thought you were a bit of a creep, hanging around the bar all alone, but now that I know you better, I see why you do it.”
“Sorry for giving you the wrong impression.”
“That’s on me for making assumptions. I’m glad I was wrong.”
“Me too.”
The wine had certainly mellowed you out a bit, and with the way you were talking, it only felt natural to lean in for a kiss. Of course everything could have fallen apart in that moment, but instead Jaehyun seemed to share in your emotions, leaning in to kiss you back. It started soft and gentle, both of you hesitant, but since neither of you backed away, things only got deeper. Jaehyun leaned in closer, taking the glass from your hand and setting it down. He was pushing you down on the couch, slowly moving on top of you. After a moment you placed your hands on his chest, and he immediately stopped.
“What’s wrong?”
“Uh… are… are you sure this is okay?”
Jaehyun chuckled. “You kissed me first, but I would like to continue.”
“Okay… sorry… just checking…”
“Nothing wrong with that. How about we move to the bedroom?”
You didn’t really answer, just shyly nodding your head. Jaehyun pressed a chaste kiss against your cheek and got off you, picking you up in his arms and carrying you to the bedroom. Just as expected, the room was luxurious, and the sheets beneath you were so soft. Jaehyun took his shirt off before leaning back in for a kiss. His hands trailed down your body, moving slowly and softly as he began to undress you. One piece after the other came off, exposing you to his touch. Soon enough Jaehyun began pressing his lips against any piece of flesh he could, leaving a trail as he moved around. He eventually moved you further up on the bed to lay down, properly undressing himself and climbing on top of you. His lips trailed along your neck, hands along your chest, reaching to massage your breasts and tease your nipples. You started moaning in his ear, encouraging him to keep going and to do more.
“Y/n…”
“Hm?”
“We need a safe word.”
“Safe word?” You grabbed Jaehyun’s face, meeting his gaze. “What are you gonna do?”
“Worship you… but I need to know when you’d truly want me to stop… unless you don’t even want to start…”
“No, no, I do… uh… how about dandelion?”
“I like that.”
With your permission Jaehyun continued, leaving you curious as to what he had in mind that needed a safe word. It excited you, making you all the more eager. As Jaehyun’s hands trailed down he got to your thigh, messaging them and spreading them apart. His fingers ran along your core, teasing you gently.
“You’re wet, that’s good.”
He was only a tease for a bit before pushing a finger inside, sending pleasurable shivers down your spine. He moved slowly and with patience you couldn’t stand, but he didn’t want to hurt. He told you to be patient and enjoy yourself as he’d take care of everything. You did as he asked, gently rocking your hips to get more, glad when he added a second digit, going in deeper and finding that sweet spot. He happily rubbed against it and watched your face contour in pleasure. Every sound that slipped out passed your lips were a delight. When he had added a third finger, really stretching you out, a whine escaped you. It wasn’t enough, but you still had to wait, your pleas being silenced by his lips.
“If you ever want me to stop, use your safe word.”
“Okay.”
You were at Jaehyun’s mercy, your body being teased until he declared you ready. He pushed your legs apart as much as he could without hurting you, positing himself. You felt something big and slimy rubbing against your entrance. Before you could even beg you felt Jaehyun pushing himself into you. Just as slow as his fingers, he moved inside you inch by inch, letting you feel every piece of him. You thought maybe he’d break you, but when he got to the base he let you adjust, making sure you were alright. This was certainly a new experience for you as you’ve never been with someone this big before. He clearly knew this too as he was still such a gentleman.
“You good?”
“Yeah…”
Jaehyun loved the look on your face as you took all of him in. Once you were settled he started moving, going agonizingly slow. He’d pull out nearly all the way before going back in, building up his speed, making sure to rub against your sweet spot everytime. He was professionally breaking you down, sending wave after wave of pleasure, overwhelming your senses to only perceive the joy he brought you. Nonsense spilled from your lips as he got more aggressive, pinning both hands above your head with one arm, the other holding him steady as he rammed into you. The two of you were working up a sweat, but he was clearly still composed. Even without words, your body spoke for you, getting tense and labored breathing letting Jaehyun know you were at the edge. He was more than happy to steal a kiss from you as you reached climax, getting you to moan into his mouth.
Your walls squeezed him tightly, wanting him to reach his own high, yet he held out for longer than you thought. He kept his rhythm steady, his hot breath against your ear making you shiver. The first orgasm already tired you out and made you sensitive, but he wasn’t stopping. Before you knew it he worked you over to another one, making you cry out in pleasure and hold him tight. Only then did he finally spill his seed inside you. In the moment you both were just riding out your high, hips shaking as you tried to milk him for everything he had, and he was more than eager to give it to you. Although as the fog of climax settled down you realized what you had done.
“Fuck… Jaehyun, I’m not on the pill…”
“It’s okay.” Jaehyun breathed. “You can take something in the morning. It’s better this way.”
“If you say so… fuck, two and one… you’ve got stamina and self control.”
“I’m far from done with you.”
“Hm?”
Jaehyun had stayed on top of you, inside you, as you both caught your breath. You were tired out, expecting more of a break, but Jaehyun started moving again. That initial thrust made your eyes roll to the back of your head, not entirely sure you could take another orgasm. Still, you didn’t use the safe word, trusting Jaehyun. He was tired too, but this gave him new energy, and his rather desperate thrusts wrung another climax out of you, making you hold him tightly, your hands digging into his back. You felt so hot and messy, growing limp in Jaehyun’s arms. He held you as you came back down to reality. You thought maybe it was over, just Jaehyun was still rocking into you, just enough to keep you dangling on the edge. He kept at it until he achieved his own orgasm, stealing a kiss from you once more.
“You’re so good for me, baby.”
“You too…”
You hadn’t gone this long before, but you didn’t mind. He was really the best you had ever had, and then he was at it again. You could feel him growing hard inside of you, gently moving his hips to move around all his seed. You didn’t know how he still had the energy, but he was likely very excited to have you if he was getting hard again so quickly. All you could do was surrender yourself to him, letting him drag another orgasm out of you, and then another until they blurred together. It got to a point that even if you wanted to stop, to use the safe word, you were too fucked out to form any words. Perhaps he knew that all along. You tried to grab onto Jaehyun, to speak, but your head was swimming with pleasure. Your vision was starting to fade a bit, eyelashes fluttering as you tried to stay awake.
“It’s alright, darling.” Jaehyun cooed. “I’ll take care of everything.”
Jaehyun watched you shut your eyes, body releasing any last bit of tension. He had tired you out, but he wasn’t done yet. With you unconscious beneath him Jaehyun took a moment to simply admire your body, hands trailing along your form, lingering around your belly. A satisfied smile appeared on his lips and he leaned down to kiss the area.
“Perfect.”
Jaehyun managed a few more rounds with you, even if you weren’t fully awake. He had to be sure you were filled to the brim, that way the possibility of impregnating you was higher. Only once he felt he had done enough did he leave you to rest, not entirely worried about the overflow or you getting up. You wouldn’t be able to leave him anytime soon. He went off to clean up, leaving you to rest in the bedroom and soak up all his love he had left you with. He picked up the remains of dinner, setting the cart outside and then making a call.
“Hello?”
“I’m going to need you to check out the guest in 2146 tomorrow morning.”
“I presume they’ll be in your care now?”
“Just take care of the details.”
“Of course, can I get you anything else?”
“I am going to need some sugar pills.”
“I’ll get some for you right away.”
“Thank you.”
Jaehyun finished up his glass of wine, staring out into the night before returning to the bedroom. You were still asleep, too tired to be getting up anytime soon. He cleaned you up a bit, making sure you were comfortable. Afterwards he laid by your side, keeping a hand on your belly, rubbing it gently.
“All mine… I’ll make you a wonderful mother.”
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At last, after a long day of schedules and practice, Doyoung has finally made it home.
He drops his bag down on the floor and frowns while he takes off his coat and shoes as you're nowhere to be seen. You're not in the living room, nor are you in the kitchen.
Dragging his exhausted feet across the hard wooden floor, he glances around to see where you are in the apartment, feeling a slight coldness hit the bottom of his feet even though he has thick socks on.
Approaching the bedroom, he halts his footsteps as he spots you from the corner of his eye, coming out from the bathroom with a yawn on your face.
"Oh, Doyoung, you're home!" you say, going up to him. Placing your hands on his cheeks, you scan his face and notice he looks a bit under the weather. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" you ask Doyoung worriedly with a concerned expression clear on your face. You know how hard he works day and night, and you fear that he pushes himself too much at times. You always make sure that Doyoung is genuinely okay, especially when he comes home with that face.
"I want a hug..." Doyoung says with a slight pout on his face.
A smile appears on your face before opening your arms out wide for him. Doyoung instantly pulls you in closer by your waist and wraps his arms around you. He lets out a tired but content sigh, somewhat confirming to you that he's probably had a rough day today.
Doyoung can feel his muscles loosen as he hugs you; all that pent-up stress and worries left his body. He nuzzles his face against your neck, his hair tickling you a little.
"Your hugs are the best", Doyoung whispers to your ear, which gives you slight tingles across your whole body.
You're about to break away from the hug, however, Doyoung senses that and doesn't plan to let you go, at least not anytime soon. "Wait, wait! I'm not finished..." Doyoung mumbles as he tightens his hold around your waist, burying his face further onto your neck as if he wasn't already doing so.
You chuckle at his words, deciding to let Doyoung hold on to you for a little longer. Your fingers delicately start playing with his hair, all the while soothing the nape of his neck, which makes Doyoung melt in your embrace even further.
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Take Me to Church
Kim Dongyoung x Reader
Word count: 5,197
THIS FIC IS NSFW! MINORS DNI!
Content warnings: Smut (unprotected sex, some dirty talk, riding, a little bit of dry humping, car sex, a little bit of biting, mention of blowjobs), suggestive dialogue, religious themes, infidelity, excessive alcohol consumption, pregnancy, reader and Doyoung are both toxic as fuck. I am so sorry about the angst (no I'm not).
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Fic is under the cut.
The only thing that made going to church bearable as a teenager was seeing your boyfriend, Dongyoung. The clothes that you wore to church were uncomfortable. The services themselves were way too long and almost made you fall asleep. Plus, everyone there really only cared about you because your parents were well-liked. Well, everyone there except Dongyoung, that is.
Your families had been close for generations, so the two of you grew up seeing each other frequently. He was always kind to you when you saw him, no matter what. His kindness is what made you love him almost immediately, even when you were a kid that didn’t really know what that meant. He was your best friend throughout your childhood, and it was only a matter of time before you two started dating as teenagers.
Everyone that knew you and Dongyoung thought that you were an odd match. You had completely different circles of friends and completely different hobbies. He was the student leader of your high school’s Bible club. You stole alcohol from your friends’ parents and got drunk at the lake every Friday night. He was a good Christian boy. You were a stereotypical rebellious teenager. Even your parents worried that you would be a bad influence on Dongyoung, but what other people thought didn’t matter to him. He loved you, and he was certain that he always would.
Leading your school’s Bible club is how Dongyoung realized that he wanted to be a pastor. It was obvious to anyone that saw him that he loved God dearly from an early age, so when he told you that he wanted to go into ministry it just made sense.
Since you didn’t want to hinder his chances at achieving his dream, you cleaned up your act. You dropped your friends that had encouraged your unruly behavior. You stopped drinking alcohol. You made a real effort to pay attention in church. Everyone around you noticed and was amazed by the change in your personality. While you still weren’t truly sure if you believed in God, you made damn sure that you were good at playing the part for your boyfriend’s sake.
When you started college, you were a bit concerned about your relationship. Dongyoung was going to a Bible college on the other side of the country, while you stayed in your hometown to pursue an education degree at your local community college. When you told him about your concerns, especially the distance, your boyfriend was quick to reassure you that everything would be ok. You both loved each other, and that was what mattered. When the conversation ended you were both sure that your relationship would last through college.
The distance between you was harder to adjust to than you were willing to admit. You were willing to try, of course, but it was jarring going from seeing someone nearly every day to once every few weeks. Dongyoung was struggling to adjust as well, but he was a bit more optimistic about it since he was excited to be following his dream.
What made maintaining your relationship through college difficult for Dongyoung was his parents. They had never approved of you, but they were “willing to let it slide because they thought it was just a silly high school relationship,” according to his mother. Now that he was seriously planning to become a pastor, they felt that he should find a good Christian woman, something that they did not believe you were.
Dongyoung tried to reason with his parents, he really did. He reminded them that you had changed a lot since the two of you first started seeing each other. They had to have noticed it, he reasoned. His parents confirmed that they saw how drastically you had changed over the years, but they still were suspicious of you and your behavior. Telling him that they only wanted what was best for him, they gave him an ultimatum. Dongyoung either had to break up with you, or they would stop helping him pay for college.
To say that it broke you when he ended your relationship was an understatement. You had just finished your second year of college, and Dongyoung was home for the summer. That was supposed to mean that you would get to spend more time with your boyfriend, but instead it just meant that the man you loved was now your ex. He didn’t tell you what his parents had said about you, instead he told you that long distance was too much for him when he was already stressed about school, and that he wanted to focus on school because of how important his degree was to him.
“Am I not important to you?” you asked.
“That’s not what I meant. You know that you are.”
“Then why are you leaving?”
“I have to.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
Dongyoung refused to answer. He knew that he was hurting you by leaving, but he also knew that he wouldn’t be able to stay in school if his parents stopped helping him pay for it. What he had told you was partially true, as well. It killed him not being able to see you every day anymore. The part about focusing on school, however, was bullshit. School was stressful, sure, but knowing that you had his back made that stress easier to deal with. After he broke up with you he still had to deal with the stress from school, but he also had to deal with losing the woman he loved. He lost count of how many times he considered dropping out after you broke up.
It took you a long time to heal after Dongyoung left, but you still managed. You decided that if Dongyoung was going to focus on school, then so were you. You dedicated as much of your time as possible to your degree, and it paid off. You graduated with a Bachelor of Education, and you were excited to finally find work as a teacher.
After breaking up with you, Dongyoung started to regret every decision that he had ever made. He knew that losing you would be the greatest regret of his life, but he didn’t really have a choice. Now he wondered if ministry was really the right path for him, and if going to a college across the country that he struggled to afford had even been worth it.
Years went by, and you felt like your life was perfect. You had the job of your dreams, and you lived in a new city that was far from the heartbreak and tedium of your hometown. You even had better friends now, like your roommates Nayeon and Jisoo. You hadn’t really dated anyone since you broke up with Dongyoung, but you were ok with that. Sure, you had hooked up with people from time to time, but you didn’t really want anything serious. Your friends and your career were all you needed.
It was the end of another taxing school year when you got a call from your parents. They asked the typical questions, like how your day went and if you were relieved that the year was over. They also asked you if you would come back to your hometown and visit now that you had an extended break from work. They asked this every summer in the hopes that they could see you more than a few times a year. Usually you said no, but this time you figured that it couldn’t hurt. You had missed your family dearly, and you were dying to know what had been going on in your hometown since you moved away.
You arrived in your hometown just over a week later, and the first place you went after seeing your parents (and agreeing to go to church with them while you were in town) was the nearest bar to their house. In the years since college had ended you had started occasionally drinking again, and with the end of another school year you really wanted to celebrate.
When you walked into the bar the last person you expected to see was Dongyoung. You knew that you would probably run into him eventually, but you never thought it would be here. In a single moment, all of the feelings you had once harbored for him came rushing back. He had grown up a lot in the years since you had seen him, and he looked good. You wondered if he would be as happy to see you as you were to see him.
“Surprised” is not a strong enough word for what Dongyoung felt when he saw you walk into his favorite bar. It was something that he had wished for a thousand times since your relationship ended, but he never thought it would actually happen. He wondered for a moment if he should talk to you, but he didn’t have to wonder for long because you approached him first.
“Hi, Dongyoung.”
“Hi, (Y/N). How have you been?”
“I’m doing well. How are you?”
Dongyoung had a decision to make. He could either be truthful and admit that he had missed you dearly, or he could lie and say that he was ok. He chose the latter, desperately hoping that you wouldn’t catch on.
“I’m well, thanks. What are you doing here?” he asked, hoping you didn’t notice his hesitation.
“Oh, I just wanted a celebratory drink.”
“No, I mean I thought you moved away.”
“I did. I’m just back visiting since I have some time off.”
“I see.”
The two of you spent what felt like an eternity chatting about whatever came to mind as you drank. You noticed that Dongyoung was quiet whenever you asked him about what his life had been like since you split up, so you mostly chose to reminisce about old times. He had always been a private person, so you assumed he was just anxious because he hadn’t seen you in so long.
Dongyoung wasn’t sure if it was just the alcohol talking or if you had gotten even more beautiful since the last time he saw you, but either way he wanted you. He could only hope that you wanted him the same way when he asked, “Would you like to get out of here?” He was taken aback, to say the least, when you said yes. Dongyoung quickly paid for your drinks and got you two an Uber to a nearby motel. It was just outside of your hometown, and it was perfect. There would be no familiar faces.
When you both got into the car, you could barely keep your hands off of each other. Whether it was the alcohol or the desperation of missing each other, neither of you could say for sure. Either way, waiting for Dongyoung to check you two into a room for the night was torture.
Dongyoung practically dragged you to the room once you were checked in. As soon as the door was shut, you were pinned against it and he was kissing you. You hated to admit it, but you had missed the feeling of his lips on yours. If the way he held onto you like you were gonna disappear any second was any indication, he had missed it too.
He pulled away, and before anything else could happen he asked, “Are you sure that you want to do this?”
“I’m sure. I want you.”
That was all Dongyoung needed to hear before he pulled you over to the bed and sat you on his lap. You kissed him again as you started to slowly move your hips against his. He groaned at the feeling, and it only made you want him more. You had always loved his voice but hearing it as he moaned your name made you feel like you were in heaven. You couldn’t take it anymore.
“I need you inside me,” you begged.
His only response was, “Please?”
You quickly stood up and removed your clothes, and he did the same before you got back on his lap. As he guided you onto his cock, you let out a breath that you didn’t realize you were holding. After taking a moment to adjust to his size, you slowly started to move up and down. Dongyoung would never admit this aloud, but he had fantasized about this for a long time. You never slept together when you dated, both overly concerned about staying “pure” at the time. Clearly, neither of you cared about that anymore.
“Fuck, feels so good,” you moaned.
“I know, baby, you take me so well. Should have done this years ago.”
As you continued to ride him, you started to struggle to hold yourself up. He noticed and wrapped his arms around your waist, bouncing you on his cock himself. You leaned your head on his shoulder and let him fuck up into you as you lost yourself in pleasure.
After a while, you could feel his thrusts start to get more erratic and it made you desperate to cum. So, you started to rub your clit, moaning louder at the feeling. Your moans were like music to Dongyoung’s ears, and he mentally scolded himself for not letting himself hear them sooner.
You tried to warn him that you were close, you really did. But before the words could come out of your mouth, you were coming undone around him. Your orgasm triggered his own, and you loved the whimpers that left his mouth as he came inside you.
You sat together on the bed as you came down from your highs, struggling to catch your breath. You never expected your first time with Dongyoung to be a drunk one-night stand, but truthfully you didn’t regret it. Once you felt like you could move, you tried to get up to find your clothes. He didn’t let you, however, wanting to hold you just a little bit longer.
After you were both cleaned up and dressed again, you laid down together. There wasn’t really any conversation since both of you were more concerned with enjoying each other’s presence than filling the silence. Just before you fell asleep, however, he whispered something that you never expected to hear, “You know I never wanted to leave, right?” You tried to ask him what he meant, but he didn’t respond, too busy pretending to sleep to answer.
When you woke up the next morning, Dongyoung was gone. There was no trace of him in the hotel room except for his scent on the pillow next to you. You still wanted to ask him about what he said the night before, but you had no way to contact him. You decided that you would ask your parents if they had his number after church.
When you got to the church, you quickly found a seat next to your parents. You started to look around, taking in the scenery of the building that you once spent most of your time in. The last thing that you expected to see was Dongyoung enter with a woman on his arm. She was gorgeous, and she was smiling at him like nothing else in the world mattered as he greeted people. She was also pushing a sleeping baby in a stroller. As you watched the way he held onto her, you understood why he didn’t open up much about his life when you were at the bar.
You considered saying hi, but before you could he was approaching the pulpit to begin the service. That was the moment that you realized he had achieved the dream that he talked to you about so often. Your parents had told you that church leadership had changed, but they didn’t tell you that your ex was now the lead pastor.
Just like when you were a kid, service went by painstakingly slowly. Ironically, the sermon was about sexual morality. When Dongyoung started speaking about the importance of remaining loyal to your spouse, it took every ounce of willpower you had to avoid bursting into laughter. As you tried to stay calm, you wondered if anyone else had noticed the way Dongyoung’s hands shook or the tears in his eyes when he spoke about how rewarding it had been to stay faithful to his wife.
As service ended and everyone made their way out of the sanctuary, you decided to say hello to your former church’s new pastor. When he saw you approach him he looked terrified, and you had to admit you found joy in that.
You said hello, and he took the opportunity to introduce you to his wife, Joy. You learned that they had been married for 3 years, that she was the niece of the church’s former pastor, and that their son Jaehyun was 6 months old.
“Who is this, honey?” Joy asked, concerned by your familiarity with her husband.
“This is (Y/N), she’s just an old friend,” Dongyoung replied, hoping his voice didn’t give away how nervous he was.
“Right, friend,” you mumbled.
“What was that?” Joy asked.
“Oh, nothing. Would you like to get dinner tonight to catch up, Pastor Kim? It’s been so long since the last time we saw each other.” you said, your voice dripping with false sweetness.
“That sounds lovely,” Dongyoung replied with a smile. “Do you mind, honey?”
“Not at all, dear,” Joy said.
You and Dongyoung exchanged numbers to discuss your plans for dinner, and Joy watched as you two interacted. She could tell what your intentions with Dongyoung were immediately, but she stayed calm because she still trusted her husband. He hoped that she didn’t know how wrong she had been to do that.
Now that you knew that Dongyoung was married, your hopes of getting back together should have stopped, but they didn’t. After all, he had willingly left his wife at home to fuck you. The fact should have filled you with disgust, but it only gave you an ego boost as you drove home and thought about when you would be able to fuck him again.
When you got home, you texted Dongyoung to talk about where to go for dinner. He suggested a small restaurant out of town, and you agreed, understanding that he couldn’t risk his congregation seeing him out with a woman that wasn’t Joy. Just in case someone you knew did see you, however, you each brought a Bible and came up with an excuse that he was giving you spiritual guidance on a personal matter.
You knew that it was probably wrong, but you decided to dress up a little bit for dinner. You chose a bright red dress that you knew showed off your curves, some gold jewelry, and your favorite heels. Your outfit was so decidedly sexy that you could only hope that no one saw you out with your now-married ex.
Once you were at the restaurant, you waited patiently for Dongyoung. When he showed up a few minutes later in a dress shirt and black slacks, you almost wanted to take him right there. You decided to be patient, however. When he saw you he complimented your appearance, and you did the same. Before you could say much more, however, the restaurant’s host showed you to your table and you sat down.
After you ordered your drinks, the first question you asked was, “What did you say last night?”
“I never wanted to leave,” he mumbled in response.
“Then why did you?”
He was silent for a few minutes before he admitted, “My parents threatened to stop helping me pay for school if I stayed. Without their help I would have had to drop out, and I really didn’t want to do that.”
You were silent as you processed his words. A part of you was relieved that he hadn’t stopped loving you, but you were also hurt that he never told you the truth. If he had told you what was going on, you would have been there for him just like you had always been, and you could have helped him figure something else out. You knew that there was no point dwelling on what had happened, though, so you just said, “I’m sorry, I had no idea.”
“I didn’t want to tell you because of the things that they said about you.”
“What did they say?”
“Let’s not talk about that, I just want to enjoy the time I have with you now.”
You and Dongyoung talked about what your lives had been like since splitting up, this time with more honesty now that you knew about his family situation. You told him about your new friends, your teaching job, and how you were fairly sure your parents still wanted the two of you to get back together. He told you that his parents had introduced him to Joy because they thought she was the kind of “godly woman” that he should marry as a future pastor, that he had named his son after his best friend from college, and that he had only married Joy to keep up appearances.
“Do you love her?” you asked.
His only reply was, “I don’t know, it’s complicated.”
At the end of the meal, he explained that he couldn’t book another hotel room for the night, since he had told Joy he would be home at a certain time. You were disappointed until he quietly added that he still had about an hour until that time and invited you to sit in his car with him for a little while before he had to go home.
As soon as you were both in his car he kissed you. As you reveled in the feeling of his lips on yours again, you were grateful that the restaurant hadn’t been crowded and that he had parked in a secluded area. The kiss got more heated as small moans left your mouth, and before you knew it Dongyoung was instructing you to move to the backseat.
You did as you were told, and within seconds he was on top of you. He kissed you like he never would again, desperate to feel you for as long as he could. When he finally pulled away to breathe, you said, “Please?”
“Please what, baby?”
“Please fuck me.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. God damn it, please!”
When Dongyoung heard you beg, something snapped. He needed to be inside of you, and he needed to be inside of you now. He moved just long enough to pull his slacks and boxers down as you moved your skirt and pulled your panties down. In an instant he was on top of you again, lining the tip of his cock up with your pussy. He slowly started to push his hips forward, groaning as he did. You threw your head back with a moan, loving how he felt.
The back seat of his car was cramped, but neither of you cared. The only thing that mattered in the moment was that you had each other. You knew that what you were doing was wrong, but you still never wanted it to end. As Dongyoung thrusted in and out, all you could think about was how good it felt and how badly you wanted him to be yours forever.
“Fuck, baby, you take me so well,” he said with a moan. You didn’t respond, too lost in pleasure to speak.
It didn’t take long before Dongyoung’s thrusts grew sloppier. He had tried to make this encounter last as long as he could, but he knew that there was only so much that he could take. He loved the way you clenched around him too much to last much longer.
“Shit, I’m close, where do you want it?” he asked.
“I want you to cum inside me. Please, please, please,” you begged, desperate to feel his release again.
That was all it took for a loud moan to fall from Dongyoung’s lips as he stilled inside you. As you felt his release, you started to rub your clit in a desperate attempt to reach your own. Dongyoung noticed what you were doing and moved your hand away, replacing it with his as he started to gently bite your neck. His mouth back on you was all you needed to reach your own high, moaning his name as you did.
Once Dongyoung made sure that you were ok, he slowly moved off of you and helped you to sit up. He held you while you caught your breath, whispering sweet nothings as the two of you calmed down. His words gave you a sense of peace that you hadn’t had in a long time.
That peace was short lived, however, because he had to leave. You knew Dongyoung would have to go home to his wife at some point, but you still dreaded it. Before you got out of his car he kissed you again, promising to see you soon. You slowly made your way back to your car and drove to your parents’ house, hoping they wouldn’t ask you any questions.
When you got home, you thought about whether you would be ok with staying in your hometown if it meant that you could be with Dongyoung again. Since you had come back, you had started to fall in love with him all over again. Of course, you were hesitant to leave your job and your friends, but the thought of losing him again killed you inside. So, you seriously considered asking him to leave Joy for you. You knew that this was a big thing to ask of someone, though, so decided to wait until you were more certain and see what happened next before you asked.
You continued to see Dongyoung a few times a week the entire time you were in your hometown. The week before you were supposed to go home was no different at first. You went out to the same restaurant as usual, except this time since Joy had taken Jaehyun to visit her parents for the weekend, Dongyoung had booked a hotel room for the two of you. You were ecstatic to be able to spend a full night with him again instead of the usual quickie in his car or the occasional blowjob in the church’s bathroom.
Dinner went like it always did. You talked about what you did through the week and how much you enjoyed seeing each other. Then, you went back to the hotel. Just like the previous times you went out with Dongyoung, he fucked you like he would never see you again. Afterwards, when you were cleaned up and in bed, you decided that now was the time. You gently asked if you could talk to him about something, and he said, “Of course, baby. What’s up?”
“What would you say if I told you I was thinking about staying here?”
Dongyoung was shocked to say the least, but he thought about it for a moment and asked, “Why?”
“I want to be with you again. And I mean seriously be with you, not just sneak around when you have free time.”
“You know we can’t do that, (Y/N).”
“Why not? You told me yourself that you don’t want to be married to her anyway.”
“And if it was just me and Joy I would consider it, but I have Jaehyun to think about now. I can’t just leave him without a father.”
“You wouldn’t be leaving him without a father, Dongyoung. You’d still be his father, just with me.”
“I can’t leave him, (Y/N), and I can’t risk my job by divorcing Joy.”
“Like you haven’t been risking your job anyway to go out a few times a week and fuck your ex while your wife is home caring for your son?”
Dongyoung was silent as what he had been doing really hit him. You decided that you were done, packing your bag to leave. Before you left, you said, “Listen, Dongyoung. I love you. I have loved you for most of my life, and a small part of me probably will always love you, but I cannot do this anymore. The entire time we’ve been doing this I have been holding out hope that we could actually be together again, and now that I know that isn’t going to happen I’m not going to keep sneaking around with you. I appreciate the extra time that we had, but it ends here.”
You walked out the door of the hotel room, leaving Dongyoung to think about the choices that he had made. He wondered about what could have been if he hadn’t given in to what his parents wanted for him. Would he be married to you instead of Joy? Would you two have kids? Would he still be a pastor even? He knew that he no longer deserved to be one, so he spent the rest of the night sobbing into the hotel pillows, begging God to forgive him for going astray.
You got out of going to church the next day by telling your parents you were sick, and you got ready to go back home. How you managed to avoid Dongyoung for the entire last week of your trip, you had no idea, but you were grateful for it. It was funny, really. You spent most of your time in your hometown desperate to see him, but now you were spending the remainder of it desperate to avoid him.
It had been 2 weeks since you got home, and you felt like a dumpster fire. On top of being upset that you lost Dongyoung again, you had been feeling sick for weeks. You told your roommates, and they asked you about your symptoms and how long you had been feeling sick.
“(Y/N), do you think you could be pregnant?” Nayeon asked.
You thought about it, and you realized that it was a strong possibility. Unable to speak, you just nodded. Nayeon offered to go buy you a test while Jisoo offered to stay with you and help you stay calm. You told her everything about what had happened while you were away, and she held you as you properly cried over Dongyoung for the first time since your arrangement ended.
When Nayeon got back, you took the test. While you waited for the results, you told Nayeon about what happened too. You knew that what you had done was wrong, but at the time you were only thinking about how badly you wanted Dongyoung back. Now that you didn’t want him back, he might be a part of your life forever.
When the test was ready, you couldn’t look at it yourself at first. Jisoo was the first to see the results of the test, but her initial silence told you everything that you needed to know. When she finally showed you the test, you broke down in sobs again. You were pregnant, and you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Dongyoung was your baby’s father.
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៹ DIE FOR YOU || KINKTOBER ─ DAY 23
➛ PAIRING:: KIM DOYOUNG × FEM!READER
➛ NOW PLAYING:: DIE FOR YOU — THE WEEKND
⤷ ❝THE DISTANCE AND THE TIME BETWEEN US, IT'LL NEVER CHANGE MY MIND. 'CAUSE BABY, I WOULD DIE FOR YOU.❞
➛ GENRE:: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, IDOL!AU, SMUT
➛ WARNINGS:: DACRYPHILIA, BREEDING KINK, FINGERING, HAIR PULLING, MARKING, WALL SEX
── ⋆ ⋆ ── 𔘓 ── ⋆ ⋆ ──
Doyoung drags his feet into his hotel room, feeling super exhausted from the concert they just had. He saw you in the crowd cheering him on, but you never went backstage to greet him.
It made him a little sad.
He found it a little weird Taeyong went to go sleep in Jaehyun and Johnny's room, but he didn't have the energy to ask what's wrong.
Y/n: Hey there, handsome.
He snaps his neck too quickly at the sound of your voice. He closes the door and rushes into your arms.
You giggle when he spins you in the air, hugging you so tight.
God, you've missed him.
Doyoung: I thought- Why didn't you come backstage?
You give him a kiss on the lips before answering.
Y/n: As much as I love greeting you in front of your friends, I prefer our first meeting in four months to be more private.
Doyoung: I love you.
You giggle and kiss him all over his face.
Y/n: I love you, too.
Doyoung kisses you more deeply, turning the moment into a much more heated and needy one.
His hand slips into your shorts, sliding his fingers around your clit.
Y/n: Mmm, fuck.
Doyoung: I see you've missed me just as much I've missed you.
You moan into his mouth before he trails kisses down your cheek to your jaw, then your neck. His fingers slip inside you, making you moan.
This is an ideal scenario for you whenever you meet your long distance boyfriend.
Instead of telling him just how horny he makes you, you'd rather have him stick his fingers inside you to feel for himself.
And you are soaking wet.
His fingers work you open so good, his mouth leaving hickeys all over your neck and chest.
His hand comes up to pull at the roots of your hair and hold your head back so he can have more access.
He pushes you until your back comes in contact with the cold wall. Your breathing becomes more labored the closer you get to an orgasm.
Doyoung: Go on, baby. Make a mess for me.
You moan loud, cumming all over his fingers as they continue to pump inside you. He pulls them out and you open your mouth to suck his fingers clean.
Doyoung: Bet you taste delicious, love.
You bring your hips forward to grind against his growing cock. Both of you are so impatient to just fuck already, so you help him with his belt.
They stay just beneath the curve of his ass and you take off your shorts.
Doyoung: Jump.
You wrap your legs around him, dick stretching you as he presses you into the wall behind you.
Doyoung: My cock's missed fucking you like this.
You've missed getting fucked by him.
You move your hips to signal that you're ready and he pounds into you mercilessly. You scream as the motion of your bodies makes noise against the wall.
Y/n: So good!
He leaves more hickeys wherever there was an empty space on your body, cock being swallowed by your swollen cunt.
Doyoung can't keep his moans to himself, usually he's so composed. He can't help it since it's the first time in months that he's seen you, let alone fucked you.
You feel tears streaming down your face at how good he was making you feel.
How good his cock makes you feel.
He growls at the sight, rutting into you faster. The fact that you're crying out of pleasure gives him the need to fuck you more.
It boosts his ego.
Y/n: Doyoung!
And now his name falls from your swollen lips, his dick twitching inside you.
Y/n: I'm cumming!
You fucks you through your orgasm.
Doyoung: Gonna get you pregnant, love. Fill you up with my babies. You want that?
Y/n: Please, please, please! Want you to fill me up.
Amd who is he to say no to that?
He thrusts a few more times before spilling as deep inside your womb as he can.
He kisses all over your face and carries you to the bed, cock still inside you.
Doyoung: Can we stay like this? I love having you this close to me.
Y/n: Of course, baby.
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a/n: meh. i think writing lots of fics in the span of two days with little sleep has drained my creative juices. thank you for reading ‹𝟹
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ilichil as agere caregivers ! nct 127 x f!reader
warnings feminine nicknames dni if you sexualize age regression in any way . author's note i guess this is my opening to start writing cg!127 and cg!wayv ! mahae can be found here and winwin's headcanons can be found in wayv's when it's out .
seo youngho (¬‿¬ )
you got him wrapped around your finger! not that he’ll ever admit it
saw a cute dress? he got it for you. your stuffie’s arm ripped? he’s learning to sew for you.
purposefully hides pieces of the puzzle you’re building and feigns innocence just to see you get mad when you find out his schemes
“how’d that happen?” he pouts, cocking his head to the side.
if he every truly upsets you, he’s quick to apologize, pulling you into his arms and leaving kisses all over your cheeks until you’re laughing again because it tickles so much and he’s holding you so tight you can’t get away!
johnny loves being called daddy! he’s your daddy and you’re his babygirl!
loves cheesy, old-fashioned nicknames like honeybun, buttercup, cupcake… he just thinks you’re sweet, is what he’s trying to say
he loves when you sit on his lap and show him the coloring pages you finished while he was gone. he’ll make up stories off them like the purple elephant that wants to be a trapeze for the circus!
another big fan of playing pretend
his favorite game is dinosaurs, stomping around the house in slow motion with an evil toothy grin. you always manage to sneak away from his t-rex arms somehow but he’ll get you one day!
but johnny isn’t just a big goof. he knows when to put his foot down and is more 50-50 with it rather than taeil’s 90-10.
“i said no. put that back, please.”
his serious voice never fails to cause a shiver up your spine, settling you down within seconds.
when you finally decided to tell johnny, it took a minute for him to understand what exactly age regression is but kept the line of communication open. very open.
once, you were at work and your screen lit up with a message notification from him reading ‘do you like pacifiers?’
you almost beat him up
lee taeyong (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)
worrywart !
doesn’t wanna make your regression feel even the slightest bit off. prioritizes your safety and comfort
at the beginning, taeyong as a cg can be seen as… a bit much
in preparation for his first time caring for you when small, he bought so many things. just anything he saw mentioned just once in all of his research of agere.
from itty bitty gear to middle/teen gear, bubu bought it all. if you don’t use any gear at all and have the ice cold heart to tell him so, you watch the color drain from his face.
poor guy
he just likes to be prepared. there’s nothing he likes more than a good plan.
cooking together is always so much fun. never lets you near the knives or heat but likes to keep you around to be his taste tester!
“what do you think, sweet pea?” “so yummy, bubu!”
loves doing crafts with you, particularly finger painting. you do it regularly, always forgetting that taeyong’s going to make you take a bath when the two of you end up with paint all over your faces and clothes
if you are allow it, taeyong is great with bathtimes !! he’s got rubber duckies and bath crayons to play with while he washes your hair.
cackles like a witch with a cauldron when adding a bathbomb to the bathtub, saying he’s preparing ‘baby soup’
“mommy, stop bein’ creepy.” “sorry, bug (っ- ‸ – ς)”
nakamoto yuta ( ̄ω ̄)
“so yeah, it was just me and this big panther booking it down the forest to get away from this bear.” “and then?!” “i dunno i made it up :3”
an evil, evil man that takes advantage of your imagination during your tiny time to make up stories only to not finish them!
“what do you think would’ve happened next, baby?”
evil, but a good storyteller that gives you ideas for games nearly everyday you suppose….
loves playing dress up and salon
learned to do your hair! it’s an ongoing process… how did you end up with one low bun and one high? don’t ask
your breath hitches because he pulled a little too tight and he drops everything. are you okay? are you crying? he’s sorry, so so sorry. you know what? let’s have ice cream for dinner
likes listening to acid black cherry while doing your (v-kei) makeup! lets you sit on his lap when its your turn to do his
“daddy’s making you a total rockstar, baby.”
lets you draw on him! might get one (or several) of your doodles tattooed on his skin permanently just because he likes it so much
cuddling is his true life’s passion. takes out all the pillows and blankets in the house to make a pillow fort for movie nights. if he has any left over he uses them to wrap you up into a burrito
kim dongyoung (´▽`)
just smile and wave, doyoung, smile and wave
maybe he shouldn’t have introduced you to his friends… they help add to your mischievous streak
“bunny? kangaroo! …pogo stick?” “doie… ‘s obviously you.” “me?” “yeah! when you can’t get the stuff on the top shelf at the the store so you did like this. ‘member? doie so bad at charades...” “:D ?!”
simultaneously the most competitive and worst player when it comes to video games
says he’s gonna win as you load up animal crossing like ….? okay gramps
hates when you call him that so you do it as much as possible because you live to displease
always knows the right thing to say when you’re feeling big feelings that feel only bigger when you’re small
treats you like you’re made of porcelain, his fingers delicately wiping your tears away silently.
never tells you to not cry or to stop, just tries to makes the process of feeling your emotions as easy as possible by making sure you’re drinking as much water as you’re crying out and making sure nothing could trigger you further
when you first told him about your regression you weren’t sure what his reaction was gonna be. he just stared dead at you in silence for like 8 minutes and then whispered “yeah… that makes sense” to himself
what is that supposed to mean? you know as well as i
jeong yunoh o(〃^▽^〃)o
he really just wants you to think he’s cool
that’s his main thing. of course, you being comfortable and happy is first, but you thinking he’s cool is a close second
most of his cg work is actually done behind the scenes; trying recipes, researching agere tips, and learning different crafts so that when you’re finally little again he can see the sweet, sweet sight of your awe
if you two planned for you to have some tiny time after a long time spent without regressing because overwhelming stress and responsibilities, you can bet on jaehyun to have organized an entire mermaid scavenger hunt in your home at a 6pm on a wednesday evening
the reward is always a ticket for something like a veggie-free night or a warm hug (he’ll give them to you whether you have one or not)
he calls them baby tickets
yes, that’s really what he calls them. yes, he chose the name himself.
there’s a reason you don’t let him name your dolls or stuffies
you tried once, this is basically how it went:
“hyunnie, what you think?” “it’s a bear… and pink… what about bearie? like strawberry and bear. bearie, haha. get it?” “…”
likes being called mister! but it’s actually rare for you to call him anything other than hyunnie
“say ‘please’ and i’ll think about it.” “please, mist-”
he’s already swiping his card
dong sicheng ♡✧( ु•⌄• )
read here (when it’s published) !
kim jungwoo (☆^ー^☆)
the silliest!!!!! how can you not love snoopy
your number one supporter in every single thing.
“the way you colored the sky with cerulean blue instead of the standard blue is just a peek into the artistic genius mind you have, my dear. how is every single art piece of yours just flawless?”
your babbles? “you don’t say! you know, i never did like that scoundrel…”
loves playing doggy! he could be cleaning around the house but if you slip that dog ear headband on him he’ll drop everything to entertain you.
he’s shattered a few plates...
he’s the most loyal friend you could have. he herds all your sheep plushies together and sniffs out the clues to help you solve the mysteries!
he also lets you doodle on his face. he’s just so easy-going it doesn’t matter what. whiskers? meow! mustache? hm, yes, it’s quite becoming of him, he thinks. you stuck some gem stickers on his cheeks? he’s an alien from the moon.
likes playing pretend much more than playing with toys.
sulky when you choose to play with your dolls rather than him. when he’s literally right there!!! your best friend :(( your buddy :((
i don’t know how else to describe this other than a dog-like caregiver
energy is always up, even when its bedtime which can be counterproductive sometimes. although? not completely? he definitely helps you tire yourself out until you’re knocked out on the couch
his nickname for you is giggles !! your giggles are his favorite thing in the whole wide world and makes sure to tell you that often.
lee minhyung (ᓀ‸ᓂ)
read here !
lee donghyuck ʕ˙Ⱉ˙‧:ʔ
read here !
extra ! ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹
cg!johnny+yuta is being hit with whiplash every two seconds because they can either be the sweetest people ever or pranksters from the deepest depth of WICKEDNESS AND DARKNESS. they always, always, always tag team too, so it’s not like you can run to one when they other is trying to tickle you to death
cg!jeno+jungwoo is what happens when a baby is left alone with an old, tired dog (jeno) and his younger brother that has all the energy in the world (jungwoo)
cg!taeyong+doyoung has the same power imbalance as djj, leaving doyoung groveling at the ground even when he’s supposed to be the one taking care of the others
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highway to heaven
pairing: dongyoung x gender neutral reader
genre: fluff
word count: 677
summary: “pull over, let me drive for a while.”
a/n: inspired by #1 from 100 ways to say i love you and highway to heaven <3 also if you'd like some music to listen to while reading or while on your own nighttime drive, here’s my night drives playlist!!!!
the warm glow of the yellow lights lining the highway started to look fuzzy as you coasted along. dongyoung’s thumb brushed the back of your hand in rhythm with the mellow song on the radio. he sang along, the combination the motion of the car, his soft skin and his sweet voice tugging at your eyelids.
“when you told me you had a road trip playlist i assumed the whole thing would be upbeat,” you said through a yawn, “these songs are making me sleepy.”
“my daytime road trip playlist is upbeat,” he laughed, “this is the night time drive playlist.”
“you have too many playlists.”
“first of all, they set the mood. second of all, it was your idea to leave at midnight!” he squeezed your hand.
“nobody’s on the roads at night, we’d get there so much faster.” you whined, shaking your head to wake yourself up.
“i know you didn’t sleep last night, you were so excited you almost kept me up too. and you've been bouncing around all day.”
you glanced at the clock. 3:02 am.
“are you not excited? a week at a gorgeous beach house on the coast, just the two of us, finally.” you sighed.
“of course i am,” he bit his lip to keep from smiling too hard, “it’ll be heaven.”
you rubbed at your eyes, those yellow lamp posts blending together once again as you flew down the highway. you opened the windows to get some air in your face, doyoung’s singing getting louder over the sound.
you felt alive. the excitement seeping in again, blurry lights zooming by, cold wind nipping at your skin, and doyoung’s palm against yours.
he alternated between slower ballads --serenading you with a water bottle microphone-- and more lively songs, dancing in his seat.
after an hour of wind swept hair and drowsy giggles, you closed the windows and settled back down.
you yawned and stretched your back, “we’re only a couple of hours away now.”
“pull over at the next rest stop, let me drive for a while.”
“baby it’s okay, if you just keep putting on faster songs i can-”
he leaned over and pecked your cheek, letting his lips linger, causing your eyes to flutter shut for a moment.
“oh yeah, you need to let me drive.” he laughed, sitting back in his seat.
“no fair,” you pouted, “you can’t just surprise me like that.”
you pulled into the dimly lit rest stop, doyoung running in to grab you both coffees.
you sunk down into the passenger seat, pulling doyoung’s jacket from behind you across your lap as a blanket. you focused on the scent of his cologne swirling around the car and the guitar chords floating through the speakers.
doyoung arrived back at the car with two iced coffees in his hands. he knocked on the window and waited, but squinted and peeked through the glass when you didn't roll it down. he saw your sleeping figure curled up, ran around to the driver’s side and slipped in as quietly as he could.
he put your drinks in the cup holder, lowered the radio and looked over at you. the way the red and white neon lights of the rest stop’s sign illuminated you. the way one of your hands was clutching his jacket to your chest and the other was strewn across the console, waiting to be held. the way your hair still looked a little wild around your face.
he couldn't help himself. he carefully balanced himself on his elbow and pressed a featherlight kiss to the corner of your mouth. he watched your features subconsciously smooth out into a sleepy smile and swore he could feel his heart melting in his chest.
“i lied,” he whispered against your temple, “this is heaven. you are heaven.”
“sweet dreams,” he let his fingertips graze over some of the exposed skin of your thigh, “we’ll be there soon.”
he gently intertwined your fingers in his, sipped a bit of coffee, and pulled back out onto the highway.
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𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐒 — kim doyoung
summary ▸ seven signs you are in love according to not so love expert, kim doyoung ft. a tired and frustrated kun
genre ▸ doyoung x female reader | pure fluff | university au
word count ▸ 3.2k
warnings ▸ none!
luna’s note ▸ hello @beautifulchris ! I am your author for the exchange event held by @kflixnet! i enjoyed writing this piece and really hope you will like this ♡ since the event’s main motive was to be friends, i hope we can get to know each other!
ONE: YOUR DAY STARTS AND ENDS WITH YOU THINKING ABOUT THEM.
Doyoung’s eyes widen as he notices the words he just scribbled on his notebook. He was spacing out in the lecture hall, and guess what he wrote? Your name, once again.
It astonished Doyoung when he realised just how much he has been thinking about you these past few days.
When he got to learn that you have a (secret) crush on him, all he did was think about you and notice your likes and dislikes. From him eating his breakfast and getting reminded (out of nowhere) that you love cats to him putting on an outfit of your favourite shade because you like that colour, his life was suddenly revolving around you.
It bugged him that it was you who occupied his mind 24/7 when it should have been his studies. Lately, he gets on his bus every day thinking if you would attend today or not and can’t help but get a little disappointed when he notices your absence.
Something is wrong with him, but what? It’s the question that messes his mind the most. Doyoung angrily stabs the paper with frustration, his mind running a thousand miles per second, trying to figure out what could be the possible cause of his sudden curiosity and then his face suddenly drops. A tiny voice in his head whispers: You couldn’t like her back, could you?
Doyoung shakes his head violently, trying to shush the tiny voice. Through the corner of his eye, he looks at you for a split second. Right, there was no freaking way he possibly could.
Fine, Doyoung takes back whatever he said a few hours prior. There might be a possible, tiny, tiny chance that he might like you, romantically.
He stares at your laughing figure for a little longer than he would before tearing his eyes off you, gulping soon after. God, why wasn’t he able to look away? Sure, you are attractive and kind but does he really like like you? Like as in a boy liking a girl? That type of like?
He presses his lips into a thin line and steals another glance, soon feeling his cheeks burn up. Shit, have you always been that pretty?
“I don’t think this tragic piece of literature is supposed to be making you blush, Doyoung.” Kun squints his eyes at the younger male sitting beside him, noticing how Doyoung looked completely taken aback by his comment.
Wait, Doyoung was blushing? BLUSHING? Now, that was unexpected. Doyoung cleared his throat, running a hand through his hair. “Yeah, I know. It’s just the weather. You know how hot it can get in summers here.”
Kun squinted his eyes, not satisfied with the so called answer. There was no way he was buying the “reason” Doyoung was beetroot red. It was a white lie. Sure, he agrees that summers are hot in here but with all the fans and air conditioners present and just a simple black t-shirt thrown over him, Doyoung couldn’t possibly be reddening because of it.
“Are you sure you were not checking out someone and blushing?” Kun asks with suspense laced through his words, crossing his arms and giving a look that indicated he was ready to hear the tea.
“Jesus, no!” Doyoung responds immediately. Hey, it was the truth. He wasn’t checking you out or something, he was just glancing at you. Glancing. There’s a difference, okay?
“Sure.” Kun shrugged, not convinced and continued his explanation, hoping Doyoung would get whatever he was trying to make him understand. Doyoung slumped down on the table, Kun’s words becoming white noise to him. With his head resting on his arm, he dragged his eyes towards you. Hell, you look absolutely breathtaking—
Here he goes thinking about you once again, not like he could help it.
TWO: YOUR EYES ALWAYS SEEM TO SEARCH FOR THEM.
Considering that he thinks about you most time of the day, it should have been natural for Doyoung to accept that he likes stealing glances at you. It would have been easy if that was the case. But it’s not.
Every single time he is reminded about you or glances at you, Doyoung tries to convince himself that he does not like you. It is tiring, very tiring since he thinks about you so much that it makes him frustrated.
If he would tell someone about this train of thoughts running through his head, he is one hundred one per cent sure that it would conclude he likes you.
The thought that he might have harboured feelings for you, for unacceptable for him.
He chose to ignore those confusing feelings, shoving them aside. But what he couldn’t control was the way his eyes always gravitated towards you, taking his time to adore you like you were his love interest in some cheesy romance novel.
You looked so ethereal in his eyes, so beautiful that he believed you were the most beautiful person to exist.
He sneaked glances at you now and then and most of the time, you were already looking at him. So when he looked back to admire you out of nowhere, you both were caught off guard and turned away in a beat at being caught.
Kun, who observed this quite often, found it pretty cute and enjoyed teasing Doyoung about this. Doyoung would shake his head, saying he was just spacing out and it was not what Kun thinks. But Kun could see how just two seconds after calling him out, Doyoung’s gaze was fixated on you once again.
THREE: YOU RANDOMLY START PICKING UP THEIR HOBBIES.
Seriously, painting and Doyoung?
Doyoung looks around helplessly in the room filled with what seemed like skilled and passionate students. They all seemed so focused and determined, unlike him who stood there awkwardly, face laced with confusion.
Doyoung should have been studying in the library for the upcoming exam, or doing his laundry that has stacked up for about two weeks now. He should have been anywhere but here, occupied with the set of brushes he has no idea how to use.
Painting never once intrigued Doyoung, so why was he here? Answer: For you.
Through his secret source obviously Kun, he found out you liked to paint in your free time.
To Doyoung, painting was something uninteresting but since you liked it, he was adamant to try it out as this would mean him finally having a common topic to start a conversation with you.
In the past two months, Doyoung got so frustrated with himself that he accepted he liked you, and yes, romantically. He disclosed this to Kun, who didn’t waste a single second to tease Doyoung by revealing he already figured out his “secret” long ago by the way he gawked at you.
And the more Kun teased him, the more Doyoung’s feelings grew and so did his desire to get to know you.
He wanted to start a conversation multiple times but the blush on his cheeks whenever he was with you prevented him from doing so. Doyoung did draft the convo scenes with you in his head, preparing different things to say based on your supposed replies in his imagination.
But to actually start a conversation with you was hard. His mind just goes blank whenever he decides to start a small talk with you, and the script he had prepared for weeks in his head, gets blurry. He stammers, and he blushes.
You too, wanted to talk to him and spend some time together but you didn’t have the courage to. He made you feel so euphoric, it was hard to focus on anything else, including your words.
FOUR: YOU GET FLUSTERED AROUND THEM.
Doyoung’s standing behind you. You are standing in front of him. The proximity is so close that Doyoung could catch the faint smell of your perfume lingering over him.
Kun nudges Doyoung from behind, leaning in and whispering. “You are red like a tomato. Don’t be this obvious.” Doyoung nods. He could feel the loud thumping of his stupid heart and is doing everything in his power to avoid looking at you, not because he doesn’t want to glance at you, but because he knows his heart will beat louder the more he will look at you.
What Doyoung didn’t notice was the way you were being a mess too. Eyes roaming everywhere in nervousness, cheeks painted pink and your friends passing you a teasing look.
You are so sure that Doyoung knows you have a little crush on him, and that didn’t bother you— until now. Because he is behind you, just behind you. The prettiest and kindest man (with utterly attractive hands and a honey like voice) you have ever known is behind you. Your freaking crush is behind you.
It feels awkward, nervous and exciting all at the same time and the adrenaline rushing through your system makes you go numb. Do you look good? Is your hair alright? What about you back? Oh, you should have taken your roommate’s advice and done some back exercises so you weren’t regretting right now. And what about your perfume? Is it still there? What if Doyoung doesn’t like scents?
The train of thought was never ending, and Doyoung could relate too. He should’ve worn something more presentable. The tray in his hands was shaking. Why the hell did Kun pushed him to stand next to you?
“I hate you, Kun.” Kun raised an eyebrow at his words, a small smirk adoring his face as he answered back. “But you also love me for this.”
Doyoung bit back a smile. Kun just knows him too well.
FIVE: YOU GET (UNNECESSARILY) WORRIED ABOUT THEM.
Doyoung has no right to worry about you but it’s the third day he hasn’t seen your pretty face and it’s making him nervous. What if something happened to you? Or what if you left the university?
Millions of baseless thoughts ran through his head, his body stiffening. You couldn’t have gotten sick, right?
But what if you did? Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at the mere thought. Doyoung’s ears perked up hearing the giggles of your friends and he looked at them curiously.
Maybe he should ask them, but wait, wouldn’t it seem extremely suspicious when he would randomly ask about you? Screw it, he says to himself and marches towards your friends.
“Hi.” The sudden appearance of Doyoung made their giggles come to a halt and they were visibly confused. “So, I was saying that..” Shit, he can’t do it.
“Do you have the notes from the previous lesson? I forgot to jot down mine!” He passes them an awkward smile, hoping they won’t catch his unusual behaviour.
“Sure” One of the girls, which he vividly remembers seeing by your side the most, takes out a notebook from her bag, handing it to Doyoung with the same expression as earlier. “Here,” Doyoung mumbles a quiet thank you before completely disappearing.
The girls, confused, shrugged their shoulders and decided to not think much, later joking about how you should have been there.
Doyoug gave Kun his best puppy eyes. “Please.” Kun sighed and asked, “Why can’t you do this?”
“Because it would seem weird.” Kun raised an eyebrow at the reply. “And it wouldn’t when I will?
“No, because even if it will do seem that way, you are not me. That’s why.”
“Your logic is so…….baseless.”
Doyoung clung onto his arm, swinging it in an attempt to persuade him. “Oh come one, please, please.”
Kun closed his eyes. “I am deaf, I can’t hear anything.”
“Please, only you could save me from this misery.”
“Misery? Misery? You not being able to find out why Y/N has not been coming for three days has driven you into misery?” Kun’s voice was laced with sarcasm followed by an eye roll. “And FYI, I don’t even talk to Y/N that much.”
“Well, you can ask just out of curiosity. I am sure they would understand.”
“Then why can’t you do it?”
“Because it feels weird!”
“Just say you are shy.”
“I am not!”
“You are.”
“I am not, okay!?”
“Liar.”
“So?” Doyoung asks in anticipation, eyes full of hope darting at the tired Kun. “She is at her grandma’s. No big deal.”
“That means she is okay, right?” Kun slumps down beside him. “Yeah, I guess.”
Doyoung glares at him. “What do you mean you guess? You didn’t ask?”
“Obviously dude, I am not her boyfriend or something!”
“You had one job. One.”
“Not again.”
SIX: YOU PICK UP THEIR HUMOUR.
caution ▸ cringy dad joke ahead
Doyoung has been observing you every single time so it wasn’t long before he picked up your humour. You were the dad jokes type and while Doyoung wasn’t interested a bit in them, the humour grew on him and now he has made Kun’s life a little harder than it was before.
“Wanna hear a knock joke?” Doyoung grins at the annoyed Kun.
“It’s not like I have a choice.” He mumbled. Doyoung cleared his throat, “Knock Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“Nobel.” There was still that grin on his face when Doyoung waited for Kun to respond. “Ask Nobel who?”
Kun rolled his eyes. “Nobel, who?”
“No bell so I just knocked.” Doyoung bursts into fists of laughter and smacks Kun’s shoulder. “Be real, isn’t it funny?”
“It’s not—” Kun pauses sensing a glare thrown at him “It’s so hilarious, I can’t even laugh!” Kun sends Doyoung a small, scared smile and releases a sigh of relief when Doyoung takes the comment as a positive one.
If Kun is going to stick around Doyoung who will find humour in dad jokes because of you, you both better get married for his unthinkable sacrifice.
SEVEN: YOU IMAGINE A FUTURE WITH THEM.
Doyoung grasps the bouquet of flowers tight in his hands. He takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and calming his nerves down.
You can do this, Doyoung! He says to himself, glancing at the flowers in his sweaty palms. He is finally doing this, Kim Doyoung is finally asking you out. Seems unreal, right? For Doyoung too.
He had never imagined he would ask you out, but here he is.
He was smitten over you, everyone knew. You were referred to as his crush but that label soon was ripped away when Doyoung started seeing you in a new light. When everything about you seemed more lovely than it could ever be. When your flaws, which he had previously ignored seemed so perfect to him. When instead of getting all nervous and excited, he felt warmth and comfort from your presence.
The tag of a crush got removed and replaced by the one called love.
He imagined doing everything with you, going out on dates, meeting your family, late night celebrations, unexpected calls and what not. It become clear Kim Doyoung was in love with you.
He had finally mustered up the courage to ask you out, for real. His heart was beating a thousand miles per second. He doesn’t know if you were ready for this, or even if you still had feelings for him but he was going to do it. It’s now or never.
Doyoung had called you in a cafe near by, and as much as you were puzzled, you were internally screaming. You were attracted to him, no doubt. He was kind, he was cute. He was everything you looked for in a man. So when you met Doyoung with a bouquet of flowers in his hands and cheeks flushed red, your heart beat synced with his, uncontrollable and messy. Your palms become sweaty as you sat down opposite him.
“Hi, how have you been?” You asked, a smile spread across your lips. The talk started off great. It seemed so pleasant and comfortable with Doyoung and you wished you could stop time. The moment felt surreal.
Doyoung cleared his throat before scratching the back of his nape. “I don’t know how to say this, but I um….I…..like you.” Wait, he what??? “What?”
“I like you.” Your eyes were about to pop off. Are you dreaming? Doyoung noticed your reaction and was quick to say, “We will pretend this never happened if you are not comfortable.”
“No—. Well, I— oh, god. I like you too.” Dooung blinked a few times. Okay, what should he respond with now?
“Here,” He handles the bouquet with utmost gentleness and care. His cheeks you red, and so were yours.
“What I was saying is…..how about we get to know each other first? This would help us to decide if we want to become official or not.”
“Like, get to know each other on ‘dates’?” You asked with a broad smile.
“Yeah, small dates.” he smiled back and finally made eye contact and was washed over with the warmth that spread through his entire body. His shoulders relaxed and leaned in, ready to hear all about you. “So tell me about yourself, Y/N L/N.” You chuckled, the smile never leaving your lips.
You both were over the moon, and the memory easily become your and his favourite.
Doyoung smiled as he closed his diary. Reading his old entries, he felt nostalgic and happy. He glanced at your sleeping figure beside him. One thing that he had never ever regretted was loving you. He was grateful to have you by his side.
You were his first love, and now, his wife.
The diamond ring on your finger sparkled every so slightly in the dim light of your shared bedroom. Doyoung lay down on the bed beside you, staring at your sleeping face with a silly grin on his face.
It was your third wedding anniversary today and you being all excited and proud drank a little too much than you could handle, knocking out soon after. Doyoung, being a smitten man for you found it hilarious, and adorable.
He tucked a strand of loose hair behind your ear and continued to look at you with fond eyes over flowing with love. He kissed your forehead. He loves you so much, and nothing can ever change that.
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pairing: kim doyoung x fem!reader (oc) (not really a pairing) genre&au(s): engineer!au, end of the world!au, sci-fi!au warnings: n/a length: 0.5k
[5:45 am]— engineer!Doyoung wiped the sweat off his brow, pushing himself to his full height. He had been on his knees, crawling around under the newest spaceship prototype our team had to offer. His eyes were dark, calculating, and I knew not to open my mouth when he looked like that. That look could only mean one thing: something was wrong.
“Who assembled this engine?” he asked the room of tired engineers. We had been dragged out of our bunks only thirty minutes before and he was the only one who seemed to be awake enough to work.
A man stepped forward, his eyebags and bedhead evident. “I did, sir.”
“We turn the damn thing on and the engine explodes.” Doyoung kicked the underside of the ship and I took a step back. “Who authorized you to be on this team?”
“Taeyong, sir,” the man said, looking as if he wanted to crawl into himself.
Doyoung chuckled humorlessly. “And I thought Taeyong had some brains on him.” His voice turned cold. “Get the hell out of my workshop.”
The poor engineer didn’t need to be told twice, practically running out of the room with all the strength he could muster. Once the door closed, Doyoung turned to the rest of us. “I need a working engine by tonight. If you fail, humanity dies. Get to work.”
We hurried to our stations, putting our heads together like a football team to brainstorm our options, but our ideas were wearing thin. We had been doing this routine for months now and we seemed further from a break through than we did the day before. No one had slept more than a wink, running off of fear and caffeine, and it was a wonder that our bodies didn’t give out like the machines we were paid to make.
Doyoung went from station to station, joining the brainstorm before butting out and joining another. The end of the world as we knew it was coming and he still held us all on a leash, as if extreme discipline would keep us alive. Maybe it would.
Finally, a girl from a station across the room said, “I think we have an idea.”
We turned to face her, a room of brilliantly exhausted engineers with sparkles in their eyes waiting for instruction, waiting for someone to tell our bodily machines how to function. She looked nervous, cleared her throat, then said, “Only if Doyoung approves of it, of course.”
Doyoung didn’t look impressed. “Go on.”
The girl gave us a quick run through of her team’s idea, which seemed to be the same as the last idea we had come up with, but Doyoung gave a nod at the end of it, looked us each in the eye and said, “Maybe we will save humanity after all.” Then, he clapped his hands, all hints of optimism gone. “Now, get to work.”
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9.1k, traveling, solo vacation, heartache, comfort, stalking, manipulation, sight-seeing, dates, dizziness, losing consciousness, supernatural beings, plant manipulation, drugs, yandere themes (@starillusion13)
“Welcome to Proust House.”
You offered the three gentlemen a smile as you entered the house. It was big, and luxurious, the pictures on the internet did not do this place justice. You were so excited to be here, albeit a bit sad too.
“Is it just you?” One of the boys asked. “The reservation said it was for five?”
“Uh, yeah, yeah it was… but… things happened… so it’s just me, is that alright?”
“Of course, of course. Let me help you with your things.”
The boy took your suitcase, asking you to follow them to your room. As you walked the other two came along.
“I’m Doyoung, by the way.” The boy with your suitcase smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too. I’m y/n.”
“The other two are Jaehyun and Jungwoo. We are co-owners of this house.”
“It’s really lovely. I’m glad to be staying here.”
“And we are happy to have you. Alright, this will be your room. It is late so I presume you want to get some rest so we’ll leave you to it. Call us if you need anything.”
Doyoung assured you all your necessities were in the room, and that tomorrow he’d give you a proper tour of the house. You took your luggage from him and thanked him, all of them, wishing them a good night. Once you were alone in your room you could take it all in. This whole place was amazing and the room was no different. The sheets were soft and all the furniture looked well-cared for. You found you had a private bathroom, deciding to get ready for bed, but you still had some energy and weren’t all that sleepy. On the way in you had seen a pool area, and thought to go there. You didn’t plan for a midnight swim, but the soothing sounds of the water and staring up at the sky might help ease your mind.
“Will you be alright?”
“Huh?”
You had been sitting by the poolside when a voice suddenly startled you. It was Jaehyun, who quickly apologized for scaring you.
“I’m okay…”
“That’s good. I thought you’d be asleep by now, but perhaps you’re not tired.”
“Yeah, besides the night sky is beautiful.”
“It is. Although I’m wondering… will you really be alright?”
“What do you mean?”
“With us? Usually multiple people come to stay at Proust House, but it’s just you… will you be okay staying with the three of us here? There is no else at the moment.”
“It’s fine. That is if you’re okay with it, I understand you expected more house guests.”
“We’re alright, I just don’t want you feeling uncomfortable.”
“It’s kinda late for that.”
“Do you want to talk about it? I’m a good listener, and a stranger to you as well.” Jaehyun sat near you. “It might not be a bad idea to unburden yourself.”
“Perhaps, but it’s nothing new… I was supposed to come here with some friends and my… well I guess he’s my ex-boyfriend now.” You took a moment. “Last week I found out he was seeing one of my other friends who was meant to come on this trip too. I got upset and yelled and… no one took my side… so obviously… the trip kinda fell apart, but I didn’t want my vacation days to go to waste, and the reservation had already been made, so here I am.”
“How cruel. A wonderful woman like you should be cherished.”
You chuckled. “I guess I kept the wrong company.”
“Indeed. I’ll make sure to refund you for the others. You should have that money to spend on your vacation.”
“Ah, that would be nice.” A yawn escaped your lips. “I guess I’m finally tired.”
“I’ll escort you to your room.”
Jaehyun walked with you back to your room, wishing you a good night. Your earlier assumption was correct. The bed was very soft and cozy.
🖤
Come morning you woke to a gentle knock at your door. You heard a voice out in the hall letting you know breakfast would be served soon. Despite being sleepy you called out that you’d be down in a minute. You took a moment and then got up, looking around the room, feeling well rested. You went to the bathroom and freshen up, preparing for the day ahead and focusing on the good things. Right outside your door was the balcony to the courtyard, so as you stepped out of your room you were met with a whole new sight to enjoy. With the morning light you could see the house differently.
It was so beautiful, and so full of life. You hadn’t noticed last night just how many plants were in the house, and how incredible it all looked. You didn’t know where the dining room was but you followed the smell of food, ultimately finding the right place. The boys all greeted you with smiles, happy to see you up. There was plenty of food on the table and they encouraged you to sit and eat. Before you could ask, Jungwoo confirmed that they had cooked it all, and kept in mind all of the allergies and dietary restrictions you noted when you first registered to stay at the house. You thanked them and ate, enjoying your meal.
“This is such a lovely home you have, what made you decide to open it up to outside guests?”
“Well, it was so beautiful we thought it best to share with others.” Doyoung commented. “I’m glad you’re already enjoying yourself.”
“Yeah. You also have a lot of plants. Sometimes it feels like I’m living in a garden.”
“That’s the other reason we invite others here.” Jungwoo mentioned. “The plants need more carbon monoxide and fertilizer.”
“What?”
“Jungwoo!” Jaehyun hit the other over the head. “Don’t make jokes like that.”
“What? I thought it was funny.”
You did chuckle at the notion, seeing that these boys really cared for the plants in their home. After breakfast Doyoung showed you around the house, that way you could move around freely as you came and went. While getting familiar with everything you noticed a room full of flowers and other plants, curious about it.
“What do you guys do with your time? You must run some kind of business to have a place like this, or perhaps this is family wealth?”
“You have good senses. My friends and I run a business. We make perfumes.”
“Oh wow, that’s cool. I guess it also explains the variety of flowers you have here.”
“Exactly, but the flowers here are for us to enjoy. If you’re curious, I did ask Jaehyun to leave a box of our perfumes in your room, a complimentary gift.”
“What? Oh no, I don’t think I can accept that.”
“Please. It’s the least we can do to make sure you enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you.”
The tour ended when you made it back to your room, and you thanked Doyoung for his hospitality. Even if you were alone on this trip, there were still things you wanted to do, and the day was young. After getting dressed you noticed a box on your bed and opened it up, seeing three bottles of perfume inside. They each had their own label, and you decided to check them all. The scents were unique and quite lovely and you figured you should use them. So for that day you decided to try on Mood Street.
On your way out you let Jaehyun know you’d be back later, and he wished you well on your day. Then you were off. You had called a cab earlier, and were excited to venture out into the area. The sun was shining down on a happy day, and you knew what you wanted to do with your time. As you walked the streets you were greeted by many smiling faces. It seemed the people here were happy to see tourists enjoying their home, and were more than eager to recommend things you should do. Even though you were enjoying yourself, there were reminders all over of what had happened to you.
Couples were out walking together, smiling and laughing, sharing meals and making memories. You had been doing that too not so long ago, but everything had fallen apart now. Seeing all this soured your mood a bit, but then you were met with an unexpected surprise. Jungwoo had been walking down the street with flowers in hand and listening to music. When he noticed you he happily waved and approached, curious as to what kind of adventures you had been on so far. Yet he was quick to note the sadness in your eyes. You hadn’t told him directly about your current predicament, but Jaehyun had shared the information, wanting all three of them to make sure you enjoyed your time here.
“What’s wrong?”
“Huh? Nothing…”
“Hm.” Jungwoo looked around. “This is a beautiful place. Although it’s best to share these memories with someone else.”
“…”
“Come on, I know a great cafe around here.”
Before you could say anything more Jungwoo took your hand and pulled you along down the street. It was sudden, but you didn’t feel nervous or uneasy around him. He was a stranger to you, yet he felt familiar and safe. Jungwoo took you to this little place, greeting the older lady behind the counter.
“Could you hold these for a moment.”
Jungwoo handed you the flowers he had been holding, getting out his wallet and ordering, asking you what you wanted. You browsed the menu and picked something out.
“Is she your girlfriend?” The cashier asked. “She’s pretty.”
“Oh, no.” Jungwoo smiled. “She’s a guest at Proust House, but she is very pretty.”
You felt shy hearing Jungwoo’s words, trying to hide your face in the flowers. Once you got your drinks Jungwoo suggested sitting down and enjoying them. You picked a spot by the front window, able to look out at the streets and see life pass by.
“Can I ask, why did you buy flowers? You have a lot at home.”
“These flowers we don’t grow at home, and we wanted to use them for our next fragrance. There’s this lovely flower shop nearby that we go to and order with when we need some different types of flowers.”
“Ah, that’s pretty cool. How long have you been a perfumist?”
“A couple years now.”
“So what made you take on this career?”
“I always loved how one can mix together things like flowers and herbs and so many other beautiful things to create such a wonderful scent. I honestly just started experimenting before I thought to make this into a full on business. The others had the same idea and now here we are.”
“That’s great. To take something you enjoy and make a career out of it, not to mention you share it with others.”
“Yeah. You’re wearing my perfume today.”
“Oh? Mood Street is yours?”
“Yup. What do you think?”
“I love it. The smell reminds me of my childhood.”
“Really?”
“Yup. It’ll certainly pick up my mood in the future.”
“I’m happy to hear that.”
After finishing your drink you went with Jungwoo as he showed you around to his favorite places. He certainly helped you put your worries aside and made you feel less lonely. Before you knew it the whole day had gone by and you had such a wonderful time. Jungwoo had driven out, so of course he took you back to the house. You were happy to be back, and the two others welcomed you. They had prepared dinner, and it smelled amazing. While you ate you told them of your adventures and the things you did with Jungwoo. They listened intently, really making you feel like you were with friends.
“I see you really enjoyed yourself today.”
“Yup. This place is as amazing as they say. I’m glad I came.”
“We’re happy to have you too.”
“I’m going to turn in for the night. Another busy day awaits me tomorrow. Thanks for dinner.”
“Have a good night.”
The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, filling the sky with the light of dusk. You took a moment to stare up at the beautiful sky, a soft smile on your face. The day really had been good despite the small bump. Even if things back home were complicated you were glad to be here, able to just focus on the present and be happy. You eventually returned to your room, getting ready for the night and getting cozy in bed. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, happily embracing the darkness.
🖤
The sound of birds chirping slowly pulled you from your slumber. Sunlight creeped into the room through the curtains, welcoming the new day. You didn’t need a wake up call this time, actually bumping into Doyoung as he was on his way to tell you breakfast was ready. He was pleasantly surprised to see you up and with a smile on your face. The two of you headed down to the dining room, seeing the others setting up the table.
“Good morning, did you sleep well?”
“Very much so. The bed here is super comfy.”
You didn’t eat too much in the morning as today’s plans involved trying all kinds of local cuisine and street food. You excitedly got ready for the day and then went over to the box of perfume you had. Yesterday you had tried Mood Street, so today you thought to try ?! since it would likely match your feelings that day. Another wonderful aroma filled the room, and you were good to head out. Once again you had called a cab to pick you up, heading to this brunch spot with raving reviews. Simply walking through the door made your stomach grumble despite a light breakfast. You picked out something new and something you were familiar with, wanting to make sure you still ate regardless of whether you liked the food or not.
After having your fill you went on a walk around the neighborhood, taking in how beautiful it was. There were so many plants around. Trees lined the sidewalk providing wonderful shade, and one could find different flowers on different streets. Not to mention many vines grew up and along the buildings, blooming flowers of their own and adding another level of beauty to the buildings. It honestly felt more like walking through a huge garden than some normal street. The aromas of the flora mixed with the foods around, it was divine simply to walk by. One could go on for hours and still enjoy themselves.
You stopped by a cafe for a drink, having it while you continued your walk and took pictures. You didn’t even realize it was past lunch until your stomach growled at you. It seemed you had really gotten lost in the scenery. You found a nice bench to stop at, looking through your phone to see where you’d be going for lunch. There were a few wonderful places nearby and once you had your choice down you were on your way. The place wasn’t as busy since it was past the lunch rush so you were seated and attended rather quickly. You ordered from their specials, excited to try everything you could stomach.
While you were in the middle of your meal you heard a big group of people come into the restaurant. They had a reservation and were apparently celebrating a couple’s engagement. Without meaning to you found yourself staring, realizing that was supposed to be you. Out with friends and celebrating the milestones in your lives. You finished up your meal and then headed out. The warm sun shining down on you picked up your mood a bit, and you went back to aimlessly walking the streets.
As it got later in the evening you found an ice cream shop and stopped for a treat, staring out the window at the world passing by. It was good to be alone with yourself every once and a while. You don’t have to worry about another person and can just exist and be happy while doing things you enjoy. You zoned out for a moment and then snapped back to reality when there was a knock on the glass. You glanced over to see Jaehyun out on the street, waving at you before making his way into the shop. You were pleasantly surprised to see him, as was he.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was just around.” Jaehyun mentioned. “I saw you from across the street, but I wasn’t sure it was you until I got a closer look. How’s your day been?”
“It’s been good. I’ve walked around a lot and eaten just as much.”
“Sounds like a good day. Are you gonna head back to the house soon? Or will you be having dinner somewhere else?”
“I was planning on going to a restaurant for dinner but…”
“What?”
“I think I should just head back and eat with you guys.”
“Ah, you don’t want to be alone?”
“I… well I guess it looks weird eating alone when others aren’t…”
“Then I’ll join you.”
“Huh?”
“There’s a nice place I know around here, let’s go have dinner together.”
“I…”
“Just say yes, come on, I know you’ll love it.”
Before you could say anything more Jaehyun took your hand in his, leading you out of the little parlor and back onto the streets. The nice evening breeze brought a smile to your face, and after a moment you stared down at Jaehyun’s hand holding yours. His touch was so warm and inviting, you honestly didn’t want him to let go. The two of you went down a few blocks before coming to a stop. From outside you could see the restaurant had a cool atmosphere and soon enough you were inside.
“Table for two, please.”
“Jaehyun, so good to see you again. I see you have a date.”
“Oh, we’re not-”
“She’s pretty isn’t she?”
“Jaehyun.” You hissed in a giggle.
“What, it’s true.”
“If you could follow me, please.”
You were still trying to contain your smile, Jaehyun returning the sentiment and pulling you along. He pulled out your chair for you and then sat across from you. Once the waiter brought over the menus he began to tell you about the dishes and what was best in his opinion. When the food and drinks were decided Jaehyun asked about your day, wanting to hear about your adventures and see the pictures you had taken. You were happy to share and he was delighted to listen to you go on and on. After dinner Jaehyun suggested going on a little walk to help the food settle and bid farewell to the evening. You loved the idea and the two of you found a nice place to enjoy the sunset.
It had been a long adventurous day, and you were certainly tired. Jaehyun kept you close as you walked to the car, making sure you didn’t stumble and hurt yourself. You took a little nap on the drive back to the house, Jaehyun gently waking you and helping you to your room. He laid you down in bed, helping you out of your shoes and asking if you’d be alright. Your sleepy self assured him you were good, so he wished you a good night and left you to rest. You wanted to curl up and sleep but it was better if you got ready for bed. You took a breath and got up, properly unwinding and then getting under the covers. It had been another good day, and you happily welcomed sleep.
🖤
Since yesterday had been such a busy day you wound up sleeping in a bit, only waking when there was a knock at your door followed by footsteps. A nice aroma filled the room and you got up, squinting your eyes until your vision cleared up and you saw Doyoung with a tray of food. He set it down on the nightstand and went over to open up the blinds. Fresh air and warm sunlight filled the room, creating a wonderful atmosphere. You sat up and stretched, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as Doyoung set the tray on the bed.
“For our special guest, breakfast in bed.”
“It smells delicious. You didn’t have to do all this. I would have gotten up eventually.”
“Perhaps, but I don’t get to do this often. So, what’s your agenda for the day?”
“Hm, not so sure. Although since the weather looks so nice I think I’ll pay a visit to the local museums.”
“Really? Why don’t I accompany you.”
“That’s not necessary, I’m sure you’re busy.”
“Not today. Besides, I’d like to go with you. I can share some of the history behind certain pieces, like your personal guide.”
“That does sound fun.”
“Excellent. You finish up breakfast and let me know when you’re ready to go.”
“Alright.”
Doyoung left to let you eat in peace. You were quite excited for the day ahead, happy to know you wouldn’t be alone. After eating you got ready, trying out the last perfume bottle from the box, February to April. Once you were good to go you went down to look for Doyoung. He was out in the garden and happy to see you. He brought the car around, and then the two of you were on your way. He took care of everything so all you had to do was enjoy yourself. The two of you walked through the art gallery, sticking close to one another. Doyoung would point out certain pieces and tell you about them, giving you all the more reason to enjoy such a piece.
For lunch you merely went to the museum’s cafeteria, not wanting to leave just yet. There was still so much to see, and you wanted to get to as much as you could. The day itself was just wonderful with Doyoung. You’d share your thoughts, take pictures, and just appreciate the atmosphere. It felt like things could go on forever, but you knew it was getting late, and it would be time for dinner soon. Doyoung was on the same page as you but he had something else in mind.
“You know, it’s not that late. We could go to a nearby market and buy somethings for dinner.”
“You wanna cook?”
“I’d love to make dinner for you. I feel like a home cooked meal is the perfect way to end the day.”
“I’ve never been to a market before.”
“Then it’s settled, let’s go!”
Doyoung was very excited to take you somewhere, and you were also curious about shopping at a market. Even if it was later in the day the place still seemed to be busy with people. Doyoung had you hook your arm around his, not wanting to lose you in the crowds, and then you were off. He led the way, pointing out certain stalls and asking you if you were in the mood for anything in particular. You were more interested in seeing what he wanted to do.
“Doyoung, it’s so good to see you.”
An older woman at a stall called out to Doyoung and the two of you made your way over. She could see you were buying ingredients for dinner.
“It’s been a while. I was wondering what was keeping you away, but I see now you found yourself a pretty girl.”
“Ah, she is very pretty.” Doyoung teased you. “Although she’s just a guest at our house for now. I want to make her dinner tonight, so I brought her to the market.”
“That’s a good date idea.”
“Do you have any recommendations?”
You chatted with the woman for a while before buying some veggies and going on your way. Now that you thought about it, the boys from the house really seemed to know a lot of people in the area. Everywhere you went with them there was always someone new to greet, and everyone kept thinking you were their girlfriend. It made you shy, but also brought a smile to your face. After shopping you got some snacks and then headed home. You were excited to cook alongside Doyoung, following his instructions. Soon enough a rich aroma was filling the kitchen and you couldn’t wait to eat.
The other two peeked into the kitchen to see what was for dinner, surprised and happy to see you there. It made them all the more excited, saying they’d set the table so you could all eat as soon as you were done. You kept wanting to steal a bite here and there but Doyoung told you to be patient, lightly scolding you when he saw you trying to sneak some food. Once everything was finished you started moving pots over to the dining table, the other boys pouring drinks. Soon enough you were all seated and enjoying dinner together. You spoke of your day out in the museum and little trip to the market. Happily sharing your adventures once more.
After dinner you helped clean up the table and wash some dishes, feeling like this was a satisfying end to a good day. When you finished up with that you turned in for the night. You took a nice shower and then washed up before crawling under the sheets. You snuggled against your pillow, closing your eyes and easily drifting off into dreamland. You looked forward to what the next day would bring you.
🖤
You slowly woke from your slumber to the soft pitter-patter at your window. You didn’t know the time but your room seemed dark. You slowly got out of bed and went over to your window, pulling back the curtains and seeing that it was raining. Just to double check you stepped out of your room, being able to see the rain clearly as it fell onto the courtyard below. The scent in the air was calming, and you almost found yourself falling asleep standing up as the soft sounds of rain lulled you back to sleep.
“The forecast didn’t say anything about rain today.”
You opened your eyes to see Jungwoo walking over, a tray of food in hand. Today would be another good day for breakfast in bed.
“It’s nice though.”
“Do you plan on going out in this weather? I don’t think it’s gonna stop anytime soon.”
“No, no, I think today will just be a lazy day for me. Take a little break from all my adventures.”
“That’s for the best.”
“I’ll have breakfast and then go back to bed.”
“Sounds like a good plan. Here you go.”
“Thanks.”
“I’ll come pick up the dishes later so just leave them outside your room.”
“I will.”
“Let us know if you need anything. We won’t be going anywhere either.”
“Noted.”
Jungwoo let you get back into your room, heading off elsewhere. You had breakfast in bed, enjoying the food and staring out the window, enjoying the sounds of the rain. After eating you set the tray down outside your room and then got back into bed. With food in your belly and such relaxing sounds it was easy to fall asleep. You’d find yourself slipping in and out of consciousness, but you certainly didn’t want to get up just yet. You slept in until a little after one, still sleepy but feeling it was time to get up and do something.
It was still raining outside, but you didn’t mind. All the rain would be good for the plants out in the courtyard. It was past lunchtime so you were definitely a bit hungry. You didn’t want to bother any of the boys so you figured you’d be able to make yourself something. Although to your surprise it seems they were one step ahead. There was food in the kitchen that had been left for you. A note next to it let you know they had set it aside cause they didn’t want to wake you up to eat. You were grateful, reminding yourself to thank them later. You heated up the food and ate, making sure to clean up after yourself.
Since you had no intentions of going out you thought to explore the house. It was huge and despite being here for a few days you had only seen so little of it. You aimlessly wandered the halls, taking in all the beauty with the sounds of the rain as your background music. Art decorated the halls, and most doors were wide open, welcoming you in and really making it feel like you weren’t intruding on someone’s home. As you explored you came upon a peculiar sight, finding it rather amusing and giggling.
“Jaehyun?”
You walked past a room and then quickly did a double take. Jaehyun was sitting in a bathtub, fully clothed, while he stared out the window with a journal in hand. When he saw you he smiled, not at all embarrassed or nervous about his situation.
“Ah, you’re awake.”
“Yeah. What are you doing?”
“Just soaking in the tub. There are some flowers in here so it’s like a special type of bath.”
“And you take it fully clothed?”
“The world outside is soaked, I see no difference being the same.”
“Interesting take.”
“Why don’t you join me?”
“What?”
You weren’t entirely sure what Jaehyun was talking about, but he soon began to get out of the tub. He set his journal down and stepped onto the tile floor, getting water everywhere, but that was the least of his concern. He approached you and took your hand, leading you out into the hall. He was leaving a trail of water, but he didn’t care, and you couldn’t even ask what was going on. There was a smile on his face that brought one out of you too. Next thing you knew you were stepping outside into the courtyard, the rain coming down on you. In a matter of moments you were wet, soon completely soaked like him.
“Jaehyun!” You laughed.
“When was the last time you danced in the rain.”
Jaehyun pulled you close, wrapping an arm around your waist and spinning you around. The two of you swayed from side to side, going in circles as you danced. Things were a bit blurry, but you were enjoying yourself. It seemed like the plants around you were dancing too, and despite the rain you weren’t that cold. The moment was almost a bit surreal, like something out of a movie.
“You should stay with us.”
“What? I can’t hear you.”
“What are you doing!”
You heard a voice yell somewhere around you, and then Doyoung was pulling you away from Jaehyun. He quickly placed something over your head, shielding you from the rain.
“You’ll get sick out here, y/n.”
“It’s fine.” Jaehyun commented. “We were having fun.”
“I’m sure you were. Come on, y/n.”
Doyoung wasn’t gonna listen to the other, so he just started moving you out of the courtyard over to dryland. He led you to one of the bathrooms nearby, not commenting on the trail of water you were leaving behind. He wrapped you up in a towel, trying his best to dry you off. You found his actions very sweet.
“I’m alright, Doyoung. I didn’t mind being in the rain.”
“I know, but I don’t want you to get sick.”
“It’s fine if I…”
As you spoke it finally dawned on you why Doyoung was so worried about you. This wasn’t your house, and you were only here on vacation, getting sick is the last thing you should want.
“Sorry… I guess I forgot for a moment that I’m just your guest here. I shouldn’t burden you by falling ill, and getting sick could mean I miss my flight back home.”
“None of us have any problem with you staying. You could if you wanted to… and I wouldn’t mind babying you, but I don’t know if you’re alright with some strangers looking after you right now.”
“Ah, that’s true. Thank you for your consideration.”
“Of course. I’ll message Jungwoo so he can bring you a change of clothes.”
“Thanks. You should probably check on Jaehyun too.”
“He’s fine. Probably back in his tub.”
“He does that often?”
“Usually he’s naked, but I’m glad he took your presence into account.”
“I see.”
A moment later there was a knock and Jungwoo made his presence known. He set down some clothes for you and Doyoung stepped out to let you get changed. He said he’d make you some tea to warm up, so you should come by the kitchen once you were in some dry clothes. You thanked him again and then you were given some privacy. As you dried yourself off and changed you couldn’t help the smile on your face. Dancing in the rain had been wonderful, and not something you thought you’d do while on vacation.
Once you were all good you laid out your wet clothes in the empty tub and made your way to the kitchen. There you found Doyoung and Jungwoo. They were both glad to see you all dry and Doyoung poured you a cup of tea. The warmth of the cup certainly felt nice, and you gave it a moment before taking a sip. You really did need this, adding to the comfiness and happiness of the moment. Jungwoo asked if you had fun, and you nodded gleefully. You kinda felt like a child while you were out in the rain. Thinking back, you weren’t sure you had ever done that before.
“It was really fun.”
“Well, hopefully you don’t get sick.” Doyoung commented. “Our medicine cabinet is right here. If you need anything please just grab it, you don’t have to ask.”
“Thanks.”
“You know what you should do before you go.” Jungwoo mentioned. “You should come with me while I do deliveries.”
“Deliveries?”
“The people around here do buy our perfumes, so it’s fun to go around and deliver them.”
“Yeah, that does sound awesome. I’d love to go with you.”
“Cool. We don’t leave until after breakfast, but I can wait up if you want to sleep in.”
“I’ll try not to.”
After tea you decided to join the two in their theater room to watch some TV and wind down before dinner. You leaned against Doyoung’s shoulder at one point, lightly dozing off. Neither disturbed you and let you take a nap, enjoying the TV and watching you sleep. Doyoung gently moved your head over to Jungwoo, excusing himself to start dinner. Jungwoo was more than happy to keep you company until you woke up on your own or dinner was ready. It wound up being the latter.
You were a bit sad you didn’t get to help with dinner, but the boys assured you it was alright. You were technically their guest more than anything, so they should take care of you. Dinner was wonderful as always, and you were excited for your outing with Jungwoo, still, you had to sleep first. You had a little trouble with it but were ultimately able to fall asleep. Since you didn’t want to drag you set an alarm. You beat Doyoung from giving you your wake up call, and the two of you went down to the dining room together. After breakfast you got dressed and were soon out with Jungwoo.
“So we have a few stops to make, but they are all over the place.”
“I don’t mind being out all day with you.”
“That��s good to know. We can make some stops along the way if you see anything you’d like.”
“I’ll let you know.”
This was like your first day here, except you moved with purpose. You could still enjoy the scenery and get some street food, but you were always on the move. You saw that the boxes of perfume were just like the one you had been gifted. The design was simple, yet elegant. For the most part the boxes were left on people’s doorsteps after knocking. Jungwoo assured you the area was peaceful and no one would steal it. Besides delivering you did put up a few flyers, their own local way to advertise themselves and let people know about their latest products. It was a little old fashioned but nice.
The day went by rather fast, but you were happy every moment. By the time the sun was setting you returned back to the house. Jungwoo took you up to the rooftop garden, tending to his plants and where the two of you could enjoy the sunset. It was a wonderful day to end your day, that is until dinner came around. Doyoung told you that they had prepared a special dessert for you. A sort of traditional dish from the area that you had to try at least once while you were here. It was delicious, as expected, there was even this cute little edible flower. You cleaned up after dinner, telling the others you’d be heading to bed. They all wished you a good night.
Tomorrow was your last day before your flight home. It was a little sad that you had to return back to your old life, but you enjoyed your stay here. As you walked over to your room you stopped to notice the plants. It seemed the vines had grown a lot as they were now curled around the balcony. You stared out into the courtyard, definitely seeing more life in the plants after a delightful shower. As you made it to your room you suddenly felt a little dizzy. You grabbed the doorknob but didn’t have the strength to turn it.
You wound up collapsing to the floor. The world was spinning and you tried to call out for someone, but you didn’t have the strength. Black was starting to fill your vision and you felt some footsteps shake the ground. You couldn’t make out the face of whoever found you, but you were at least glad to know someone was there. You felt some hands on you, but then everything faded to black.
🖤
You felt sunlight on your face as you began to regain consciousness. You peeked one of your eyes open, seeing the glass door wide open, letting in the sun and a gentle breeze. It felt nice on your skin, but then you realized you weren’t in your room, and you weren’t alone. A groan beneath the covers next to you drew your attention, and then you saw Doyoung. You yelled, a bit startled, and nearly fell out of bed, but Doyoung managed to grab you. Even if you were awake, there was only a moment of clarity before you felt uneasy.
“Be careful, you still need to rest and get some sun.”
“What… what happened…”
“You just fainted for a bit, too much excitement I suppose.”
“Oh… then why…”
“I didn’t want to leave you alone after that. Sorry if this is strange.”
“I understand… thank you, and sorry for troubling you.”
“It’s no trouble at all. We just want to make sure you’re alright. I’ll go get you some breakfast, you stay in bed.”
“Okay.”
You closed your eyes and went back to resting, wanting to enjoy the sunlight. You drifted off for a moment before Doyoung returned, breakfast tray in hand. It was a light breakfast but satisfying nonetheless. Doyoung let you sleep some more, saying he’d come by to check on you later. You wound up sleeping until noon, waking up on your own and getting out of bed. You stepped out onto the balcony, basking in the warm light. There was something so nice about the day, and you did feel better than earlier. You stayed out there for a long while until Doyoung returned to check on you.
“I see you’re finally awake. How do you feel?”
“Better.”
“That’s good. It’s best if you stay home today, I need to keep an eye on you.”
“Hm…”
“I know your flight is tomorrow, so this is surely not how you wanted to spend your last day but I assure you it’ll be good.”
“I’ll keep you to that.”
Even if half the day was already gone there were still things to keep you busy with. You went with Doyoung to his work area. It was a room you hadn’t been to before. There were flowers and herbs and spices, and so much more all over the place. The table at the center had a bunch of equipment, and you could see certain liquids in some beakers.
“So you really just work from home.”
“Yup. We work our own hours and don’t have to worry about any sort of commute.”
“This looks amazing.”
“I do have some perfumes I need to work on, but since you’ll be with me today-”
“You want me to help?”
“Oh no, it’s alright. I thought perhaps you’d want to try and make your own perfume.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I can teach you the basics, and you have a lot of variety to work with.”
“That sounds awesome.”
Doyoung helped you set up in your own little station, talking to you about how to build a perfume. You were excited to try and he gave you some time to experiment. He worked quietly in his own area, and you’d occasionally sneak a glance at him. He looked so focused on his work, you could see he really liked what he did. A moment later the door opened and Jaehyun came in. He was clearly looking for Doyoung but stopped when he noticed you and smiled.
“Hello, how are you feeling?”
“Better.”
“You got plenty of sun?”
“Yeah.” You chuckled. “It’s a really sunny day.”
“That’s good. You been drinking plenty of water?”
“Uh, I had some earlier.”
“I’ll get you some then. I’ll be right back.”
“I’m really okay guys.”
“I know, but still.”
Jaehyun left as quickly as he came and you were rather amused. You were up and on your feet, not that sick anymore, but they seemed to be insistent on taking care of you. A moment later Jaehyun returned with some water for you and some snacks.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.”
Jaehyun stuck around and helped you with your perfume, letting Doyoung work in peace. He was very patient with you and gave his opinions on the scents you were choosing. You had figured out what you wanted to do, so he helped you set everything up. Now you just had to be patient.
“Will it be ready by the time I leave tomorrow?”
“It’s already that time?”
“Yeah, I have a flight in the afternoon, but I should be at the airport in the morning, just to be safe.”
“I see. Well don’t worry about that. Everything will work out.”
“Good.”
“Jungwoo went out to do some errands, but he’ll be back shortly, we should all go out tonight.”
“That’s not a good idea.” Doyoung mentioned. “It’s best that she stays home.”
“One night won’t kill her.”
“Let’s not test that. There will be plenty of times in the future to go out.”
“But tonight’s my last night…” You mumbled. “I’m sorry I got sick…”
“No, no, that’s not what I meant…” Doyoung sighed. “Fine, let’s go out tonight and celebrate.”
“Yes!”
Jaehyun took your hand and led you elsewhere in the house. If you were going out you’d need something nice to wear. You hadn’t really packed anything like that, but Jaehyun had the perfect solution. He took you to this room, almost like a walk-in closet, with lots of clothes, for both men and women.
“Wow… this is awesome.”
“This place is wonderful so we thought of having some fancier clothes for guests. You can choose whatever you like.”
“Really?”
“Of course.”
You were excited by all the dresses around, eagerly taking them in and asking Jaehyun for his opinions. In the end you picked a dress of your favorite color, going off to get dressed and ready. A night out with friends, that’s all you had really wanted from this trip. It may not be with the people you originally had in mind, but you knew you’d have a wonderful time nonetheless. Once you were ready you waited out in the courtyard for a while, Jaehyun coming to collect you, dressed nicely as well. You met up with the other two, Jungwoo stepping out of the car to open the door for you. The car was perfect for four, and you sat in the back with Jaehyun, while Doyoung drove and Jungwoo sat in the front.
Soon enough you were on the road, Jungwoo and Jaehyun eagerly telling you about restaurants and things to do. They were talking as if today wasn’t your last night here, or with them, which you honestly didn’t mind. Even though you had only known them for a short while you felt like you had become close. You certainly wanted to return sometime in the future. Eventually you arrived at this fancy restaurant, being seated up on a balcony area where you could enjoy the skyline with your meal. They boys encouraged you to have whatever you wanted and not to worry about the prices. Not that the menu showed any.
Dinner was nice with the cool breeze and delicious food. Dessert was just as good, and to end the night you all decided to go for a drive. All the lights were beautiful, and you got to see the area in a whole new way. Just sitting there with your eyes closed and feeling the breeze was enough for you. Leaving you oblivious to the fond looks the boys gave you. As it got quiet you returned home, the boys taking you up to the rooftop to enjoy the moon and some drinks, nothing alcoholic since you were all winding down. It was so peaceful and relaxing, you found yourself dozing off, leaning against Jungwoo’s shoulder.
“We should probably put her to bed.” Doyoung mentioned.
“Can she sleep with me?” Jungwoo asked.
“No. Let her sleep in her own bed tonight.”
Jaehyun volunteered to take you to your room, gently picking you up in his arms and taking you down. He politely undressed you so you could sleep well, tucking you into the sheets. He admired your sleeping form for a moment before placing a soft kiss on your head.
“Sweet dreams.”
🖤
“My flight!”
You jolted awake when you suddenly remembered what day it was. Your phone was on the nightstand, off, so your alarm hadn’t gone off. You were quickly out of bed and scrambling to get your things. The plan was to pack last night and take a nap before leaving, not actually sleeping. As you finished loading your suitcase you remembered your wet clothes from the other day that were likely still downstairs. You grabbed your things and made your way down, turning on your phone in the process. When you saw the time you felt a bit of relief, you could still make it with a few moments to spare.
Although as you were walking through the first floor you suddenly tripped over something and collapsed. You looked back to see what had knocked you down, only to find a vine curled around your leg. The sight was odd, but there were plants all over the house. You sighed, figuring you just weren’t paying attention and rushing. You sat up and reached down to remove the vine only to see it move and coil up further on your leg. Panic overtook you and you started yanking on it, only for the grip to get tighter. You screamed, trying to move away only for another vine to come from nowhere and grab your arm.
You began to struggle against the two, but more appeared, restraining you, and then you were being dragged somewhere. You continued to scream until a vine wrapped around your throat, forcing you to quiet down in order to breathe. Next thing you knew you were in the courtyard, countless vines wrapping around your limbs and pulling them all taut. The vine around your throat loosened up but one was quickly covering your mouth to keep you from making noise. You tried to think, to figure out what to do, but your options were very limited. Any little move you made just caused the vines to tighten their grip, and restrict you even more.
“Y/n?”
You looked over to see Doyoung rushing over to you. The vines quickly let you go and placed you on the ground. Soon enough you were in Doyoung’s arms, holding him close.
“It’s okay, you’re okay.”
“I… what just…”
“Sh, you don’t have to be scared, they just didn’t want you to sneak away.”
“… what?”
“It’s early, they were just worried. Come on, let’s get you back to bed.”
“No, no, I have to catch my flight.”
“You’re not leaving.”
“Huh?”
“You can’t leave. It’s already been decided.”
“What are you talking about?” You pushed Doyoung away. “My flight is today and-”
“I said you’re not leaving.”
You suddenly felt a vine wrap around your wrist, pulling you back and forcing you onto your back. In the blink of an eye you were restrained again, but it wasn’t as intense as before.
“Doyoung, help me!”
“If you have plans to leave, then I’m afraid I can’t help you.”
“What? Doyoung!”
Nothing made sense in the moment, but you were being consumed by panic once again. Something was very wrong here, something had likely been wrong for a while now, but you hadn’t noticed.
“Why would you want to leave? Our home is perfect for you.”
“I have my own home, my own life, to get back to! This-”
“Is where you belong. You can’t really leave now even if you wanted to.”
“What!?”
Doyoung moved closer to you, and the vines moved to restrain your arms behind your back, lifting you up to meet Doyoung’s gaze. You squirmed for a bit until a vine wrapped around your throat as a warning. Doyoung watched you for a moment, reaching to gently caress your cheek but you flinched.
“I said you don’t have to be scared. We’re not gonna hurt you.”
“Let me go!”
“I can’t do that.”
Doyoung revealed a knife, cutting his wrist and revealing something unexpected. Instead of blood gushing out this pink sticky substance spilled out. Even if nothing around you made sense, something was starting to dawn on you.
“… you… you’re not human… are you…?”
“I’m better.”
“… why… why-”
“And so are you.”
Your arm was suddenly yanked up closer to Doyoung. He gently grabbed it and pressed the knife against your wrist, creating a small cut. You watched as a similar pink liquid bloomed from your injury. A chill ran down your spine, making you feel so cold.
“… what… did you do to me…?”
“It was completely painless, and a success.”
“… when did you… was this always your plan!?”
“No, no, we were expecting you and your friends, but when you showed up alone, well, we just wanted to look after you. Although as you traveled around by yourself we knew you weren’t happy, so we did our best to cheer you up. You deserve better than to be abandoned by your friends, don’t you think?”
“But this-”
“Is a gift.”
“I don’t want it! Take it back!”
“I won’t be doing that. I can’t anyway.”
“Then why! You could have asked-”
“Would you have believed us? Would you have said yes? Darling, we all saw the truth. You weren’t in a good place right now to do what was best for yourself, so we took the initiative. Doesn’t it all sound so lovely? To stay here with us.”
“I… I… no, no, what you’re doing, what you did, is wrong! I won’t accept this!”
“Hm, that’s alright. Things are still changing so you might not fully understand right now. You should go back to sleep.”
Doyoung placed a soft kiss over your open wound, and you watched as it closed up. Then he took in a deep breath of your scent, a smile on his face.
“You always had a lovely scent, now it’s just magnificent.”
Next thing you knew flowers were blooming on the vines, their scent sweet and intoxicating, making the world around you blur. After a moment the vines released you and you fell into Doyoung’s embrace. For some reason he was so warm, and you snuggled up against him.
“Good girl, just another flower in my garden.”
“Doyoung? What are you doing up so early?”
Jungwoo walked into the courtyard as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. It took him a moment to register you in Doyoung’s arms. Although you could barely make out the voices around you.
“What’s going on? Is she okay?”
“She’s fine. Just up early and trying to leave.”
“Ah, right, her flight was today.”
“Not that she was going to take it.”
“Right. Are you going to take her back to your room?”
“I suppose, she shouldn’t be alone going forward. Why are you up though? It’s my turn to make breakfast.”
“The plants were bugging me to get up.”
“Me too.” Jaehyun yawned as he entered the courtyard. “They said y/n was escaping, but I see they handled it.”
“As if they’d let her leave.” Doyoung commented. “They liked her from the start.”
“Since you’re making breakfast I’ll take her to my room.”
“What?” Jungwoo questioned. “I was here first!”
“But I called dibs.”
“Ya, you both can take her and keep her company. I’ll bring breakfast to the room when I’m done.”
“I like that.”
Jungwoo summoned a vine over, a flower blooming on it that he plucked. He knelt down in front of you, but you couldn’t really make out his blurry face. He softly pet your head before gently grabbing your chin and forcing your mouth open, placing the flower past your lips. A sweet taste hit your tongue, melting so fast and making you feel way more relaxed. You closed your eyes, already feeling like you were floating and drifting off into darkness. It wasn’t long before you were swallowed up by sleep.
“She’s so cute.” Jaehyun mentioned. “She’ll like it here.”
Jaehyun took you into his arms, Jungwoo happily following him. Doyoung watched them all go off, a pleasant smile on his face.
“My beautiful flowers.”
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Best Friend's Brother | Doyoung [NSFW]
Kim Dongyoung (Doyoung - NCT 127)
Rating: M (18+) MDNI
Word Count: ~5.3k
Pairing: Doyoung x AFAB!Reader
Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Some Plot, Friends to Lovers
!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!
Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Like 5 years, reader is 19 and he's 24), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Fingering, Spanking (once or twice), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)
Author's Note: I wrote this a long time ago and had it saved somewhere else and totally forgot about it till the other day, lol. I Beta-ed it myself but there might be some errors still.
Revised (1/31/25) - I forgot to change the name to (Y/N), so I fixed it!
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You’ve always had eyes for your friend’s brother. It’s nearly impossible not to given the fact that he is simultaneously the cutest and hottest thing on the face of the Earth. There are times where Doyoung will smile or laugh, and your heart melts; then other time he’ll get angry or annoyed, and that look…makes your ovaries explode. His broad shoulders and narrow build appeal to more than the ripped guys you meet at the gym. You always wondered what he has hiding under his baggy clothes though, because every time you’re at the pool, he either doesn’t get in or wears a shirt… Though, the wet fabric clinging to his body doesn’t leave too much to the imagination. The worst part though is that your best friend knows everything. And she teases you mercilessly for it. She’s never been disgusted by your crush on her brother; however, she has requested to never see anything between the two of you. Fat chance at anything ever happening though; to him, you’re like another little sister. You have been friends with his actual sister for many, many years and he probably still sees you as the toothless six-year-old that hit him in the head with a plastic baseball bat. It wasn’t on purpose of course, but he and his sister have never let you live it down.
Luckily, since he’s five years older, there’s never been a point where you two were at the same school. You aren’t sure you could have handled all the stares and attention he got from other girls, because he for damn sure got it. You remember one Valentine’s Day the amount of chocolates and notes he brough him from school. The year after you had decided to make chocolates for him yourself, but when they turned out horribly misshapen -still tasty- you at them all yourself.
Little does he know; you have a framed picture with him on your vanity… But not in a creepy way. It’s from a few summers back when your group of friends had gone camping, and he went along with some of his friends to basically act as a chaperone. Therefore, there were other people in the picture, not just you and him. Your favorite part of it is that he’s standing behind you with that beautiful smile, his hand resting on your head. Right after the picture was taken, he had ruffled your hair then dispersed with the rest of the group. That night, several of your friends flirted and joked with his, but you and he sat off to the side, watching the shenanigans. You both had been exhausted but would have been teased relentlessly if you went to bed early, so you sat together under a tree watching the fireflies. It wasn’t until much later that you found out you had fallen asleep on his shoulder, and he too fell asleep, with his head resting on yours. Rumor has it, your best friend has a picture, but she refuses to show you. She claims she needs it for when she does something otherwise unforgivable and needs an out.
One day you are over at her apartment, both of you studying on a hot late-spring day, the open windows allowing for a nice breeze to waft through. Her apartment is settled above their aunt’s bakery and therefore she gets a discount on rent. Since their aunt and uncle have no children themselves, Doyoung is set to inherit the business in a few years. On nice days, they would sit outside and offer samples and coupons to people walking by and his beautiful face always draws people in like flies. It’s honestly amazing to listen to him chuckle and converse with customers, but also distracts you from your studies. Often, your friend catches you, eyes closed, reveling in listening to him while you daydream.
“Yah! Get to work.” She taps the end of her pencil on your notebook
“Sorry…” You snap out of it and get back to taking notes. Summer break is approaching, which means so are finals. Not too worried about it, you realize you might gain a reason to be if you continue to drift off into Doyoung land. It soon becomes closing time for the bakery since it only stays open until about 6pm this time of year. You decide to take a break and get off the floor to pace her apartment. The remnants of the food you had delivered have been put in the refrigerator and the dishes have long since been picked up by the delivery boy. Opening the fridge, you scan through it, feeling a bit snacky but not sure what you want. You also have a bad habit of opening the fridge when in the kitchen even if you aren’t hungry. Going to the small balcony, you lean on the railing to watch Doyoung sweep in front of the store and wipe tables down. The sleeves of his white button-up are rolled up above his elbow and his jeans are perfectly hugging-
“How’s studying going?” His voice startles you and your eyes move from his ass to his eyes. He’s looking up at you like a curious bunny and it’s the cutest freaking-
“Uh, it’s going.” You huff a small laugh awkwardly, hoping he hadn’t caught you staring.
“Do you need any help?” he asks, and you blink back. Should you take the opportunity? You really don’t need the help… You glance behind you at the pile of books and papers on the table, as well as his sister conked out, drooling on her homework.
“Uh, yes please. I’ll be right down!” You call as quietly as you can for him to still hear you but not wake her up and shuffle back inside to grab your study materials. Your sandals flop on the stairs as you descend the outside staircase and move to meet him out front.
“Let’s go sit inside, it’s a bit cooler.” He smiles and motions for you to follow. He closes the doors, flipping the sign to ‘closed’, and you find a table. There are only three small tables inside, so you have to put some of your stuff on the windowsill next to you. He removes his apron -dear lord his buttons are struggling- and moves the chair from across to next to you.
“What class are you studying for right now?” he asks.
“Advanced World History.” You aren’t exactly having trouble, but it is the hardest class you need study for. His eyes widen, then he blinks at you.
“You’re, what, a second year? I could have never at nineteen…” He shakes his head.
“Can you now?” you ask, and he laughs. Your heart thuds so hard it’s like she fell over the railing of a balcony.
“I can try… I should have asked what class before I offered.” He huffs a nervous laugh.
“Well, maybe you can just help me go over the study guide. You know, make sure I know what I’m talking about.” You hand him a green-paper packet and he turns his chair to face you better, leaning back into it. He begins to go over questions, and you answer, but he trips you up. You had memorized them in order, and he’s reading them off at random. This means you have to actually know what the answer is instead of relying on repetition.
“Daeng! Try again!” He eyes you over the top of the paper playfully. You crinkle your nose, thinking.
“You’re so cute…” he whispers, but you hear it. You head shoots up to stare at him, and realization crosses his face that he said that out loud. You expect him to brush it off as some little sister thing, but his cheeks and ears turn a bright red.
“I’m cute? Me? No, no, you’re cute.” You have no idea where the confident flirtation came from, but you’re dead serious. He blinks at you again.
“Cute.” You point at him, your deadpan stare and serious tone catching him off guard. He clears his throat nervously and won’t meet your eye.
“Next question.” You wave the situation off, screaming inside. It’s like you’re having an out-of-body-experience, and your filter’s been removed, letting him hear your instinctual thoughts.
“You really that I’m cute?” He puts the paper down, sitting up straight.
“You are the cutest thing on the face of the Earth.” Once again, you are completely serious. His whole face blooms red and he brings his hand to your mouth, trying to hide his giddy smile.
“Come on, keep going, we didn’t finish.” You push the paper toward him, but he just glances at it.
“Questions.” You poke the paper.
“How long have you thought I’m cute?” He puts his hand down; the embarrassment dissipates and turns to smugness.
“Forever, continue.” Paper is shoved. Finally, he picks up the packet and when his face is hidden, you release a rush of air to try and calm down.
“One a level of one to ten, how cute am I?” Man, he’s like a dog with bone. You roll your eyes.
“Eleven.”
“How long have you liked me?” That throws you off a bit.
“I never said I liked you-“ You try to play it off; he puts the packet back down.
“You think I’m cute?” He smirks.
“Puppies are cute, bunnies are cute, you are cute. In what world does that mean I like you?”
“Why do you have the hoodie I ‘lost’ a few years ago in your closet?”
“H-how do you know about that?”
“Saw it in a picture on your story when you were modeling the animal onesies you and my sister got to match.”
“It could have been any red hoodie…How do you know it’s yours?”
“I didn’t…not until now. Plus, it’s way too big.” He smirks and your violent intentions flare to life.
“You little shit!” You scold and he guffaws. You’re sure your face is as red as that sweatshirt.
“How did you even get it?” He questions and you exhale harshly.
“I was at your house when it was just your me and your sister. We had ordered pizza, but I was in my bathing suit since we were playing with the hose outside in the heat. The doorbell rang and I was not answering the door in my school swimsuit, so I grabbed the first thing out of the clean laundry I could find.” You share and he hums.
“Just you in my hoodie, hm~?” His gaze changes and you aren’t sure how to feel.
“Oh, hush, pervert…” You mumble, glancing out the window at the setting sun. You hear the chair scrape on the floor, then feel him standing next to you, close enough you can feel his warmth. Turning to glare up at him, your neck cracks having to bend back so far. He’s so close… If you breathe too deeply your chest will brush against him; that thought makes your breath hitch. Do not breathe. However, the air is stolen from your lungs when his hands, his beautiful hands, cup your jaw.
“Can I kiss you?” He whispers, his lips already slightly touching yours.
“Ye-“ You can’t even finish your acceptance as he instantly latches onto you. You whine, any sass draining from your instantly. Carefully, you lift your arms and clutch his shirt above where it’s tucked into his jeans. His hand moves from your jaw to the back of your neck, deepening the kiss, his other hand running down your arm and settling politely on your waist. Doyoung finally pulls away and your breath comes out harsh, sucking in air. After your lung’s respite, he’s on your again, this time his tongue sneaks past your lips and brushing over yours. You gasp and he swallows it, backing you up till your back hits the wall and your hands leave his side to clutch the fabric over his chest. Once again, he pulls away right as you need to tap out for air. A small trail of saliva connects your lips, and he licks over his own, breaking the connection. He moves to bend down, most likely to kiss your neck, but you stop him.
“We can’t, not here. Your sister could come down any minute. At least let me get the rest of my stuff. We can go to my place, it’s closer.” You whisper and he backs up a bit.
“Don’t you live in a dorm?”
“Yes, but my roommate works nights.” You’re still so close that your lips brush as you talk. He grunts, backing up, and you move toward the door so fast you almost slip. Your left sandal comes partially off, and you fix it, before shuffling rapidly out and upstairs again. Being as quiet as possible, you enter her apartment and grab your other things, shoving them in your bag. You bump your leg on the table as you move around and fight back a grunt. His sister is still asleep, so you lay a blanket over her shoulders and shut the windows, hitting your leg again on the other corner of the table. Coming down about five minutes later, you see he’s behind the counter when you renter, probably finishing last minute business. You shove all of your study materials haphazardly into your bag and then wait patiently for him to finish. You’re sure you look extra sexy with frizzy humidity hair, panting like an old dog with two still-forming bruises on your shins. He goes into the back then comes out with his own bag and smiles innocently as he meets you.
“Ready?” He whispers directly into your ear, and you want to scream YES! But you refrain.
“Yep.” You try to stay casual, and he chuckles. He leads you outside and across the street to his car. It’s nice, not super fancy, but still pretty nice; it’s a dark blue with black leather seats. You’re not sure your bare, sweaty thighs would love the upholstery. Getting in, you throw your bag in the back along with his and before you can reach for your seatbelt, he’s doing it for you. Right as he clicks it, he gives you a brief peck on the lips. He goes to start the car, and your hand flings out to rest on his arm.
“Wait… I need to know, what- how do you feel about me?” You don’t want this to be a one-night stand, a fling. You’re pretty sure this is more than a crush, could be full-on love, and you don’t want your heart broken. Especially not by him, anyone but Doyoung. His gaze turns to you, soft, and he sighs.
“Honestly, it was last year that I realized what’s going on. It was your birthday party at the noraebang, and you were singing with one of the guys there, I don’t remember his name. Anyway, it was a romantic duet and despite the fact that he could, and you cannot-“
“Hey!”
“I couldn’t stand seeing you so close to another guy. Watching you struggled to read the prompter because your contacts weren’t the right prescription, was just so freaking cute. Then, you smiled at me so brightly when the song ended, at least I saw it that way… I only wanted you to smile at me like that. I’ve been hiding it, because I didn’t think you would want to go out with your friend’s big brother…” He taps awkwardly on the steering wheel, giving you a sheepish look.
“My dude, that is the most popular trope in fanfiction, you realize that right?”
“Really?”
“Yeah, that and a daddy kink-“
“Okay, thanks, that’s all I need to know!” He sighs again.
“I really, really like you.” He finishes and you bring your hand to rest on his, wrapping your fingers around his, resting them on the center console.
“I really, really, really like you.” You emphasize the third really, and he smiles sweetly, leaning in to kiss your forehead.
“If this is too fast for you-“
“I have been waiting years for this. Drive!” You point forward and he laughs, doing as you say. Once you get to campus, you direct him to the parking lot nearest your dorm building. There’re still people walking about in the dusk light, and you grab your stuff and his hand, leading him inside. Going up to your floor, you drag him down the hall, awkwardly nodding to your neighbors. They’re gawking at Doyoung, and it pisses you off. You grumble as your keycard refuses to work the first time, getting more upset that you’re letting them eye-hump your man… In reality it’s probably more because there’s a dude there, not what he looks like. You finally see the light turn green and hear the lock click open. Shoving the door open, you yank him inside. Throwing your bag on the floor, you use your card to enter the room as he looks around the tiny dorm living room. Another room was across from yours where two other girls lived.
“Don’t worry, these walls are really soundproof.” You reassure, shutting the door as he enters.
“How do you know that?” He smirks and you roll your eyes.
“Because if one of them ever brings a guy, I don’t hear anything. You motion vaguely. While your room is clean, bed-made, you panic upon seeing your rabbit stuffed animal on the bed. You grab it, its name may or may not be Doyoung, and yeet it into the closet.
“What are you hiding?” He teases and you close the door to the closet, before being backed into it.
“Nothing.” You try to cover the act by resting your forearms on his shoulders, linking your hands behind his neck. He hums suspiciously, bumping your forehead with his, before very softly kissing you. It’s different from before, this feels more like love than lust. It makes your head swim more than the previous kisses. He pulls back after a much shorter time, and he runs his hands over your frizzy hair.
“You’re beautiful.” His soft voice makes you want to cry.
“So are you,” you bring him down to your level again and he wraps his arms around you, pulling you so close you can feel the buttons of his shirt dig into your stomach. One hand drifts to you short-clad ass and grips. You let out a gasp and his tongue once again invades your mouth when he kisses you; he’s the best kiss you’ve ever had. You also have a feeling he was about to be the best in other ways too. Disconnecting your lips, he moves down, laying wet kisses and sucks onto your neck. You let out a shaky exhale as he sucks over your pulse. You know the position he’s in is probably not comfortable, having to bend over so far due to his height.
“Move to the bed?” You offer and he lays one more kiss on your neck, then pulls back to allow you both to move. You barely sit down on the bed before he pushes your lightly onto your back and crawls over you. He stares warmly down at you for a second, then shoves his knee between your legs, grinding his thigh into you.
“Ah!” You moan softly as his lips reattach to yours. He dominates the kiss and you’re totally fine with it. As his tongue wraps around yours, your hands fly to the buttons on his shirt, shakily undoing them as quickly as you can.
Much to your disappointment, he’s wearing a white tank top underneath, hiding his bare body. He breaks the kiss to then remove his shirt and…fuck. Just seeing his bare shoulders does enough for you… While to many that may not be sexy, that’s the most of Doyoung’s skin you had ever seen. He smirks at your gawking, watching your reaction as he removes the tank top and lets it fall to the floor next to the bed. Despite the fact that you’ve neither heard of nor seen him work out, he’s nicely toned. For a man who likes to lie in bed all day, he has a nice body.
“Your turn,” he argues when you try to kiss him again. You swallow, nervous, but nonetheless sit up to remove your own tank top. You’re in a sports bra underneath, super sexy, and you hesitate, but then remove it as well. Instantly, he’s on you. He manhandles you to wrap your legs around his waist, and his lips latch onto a nipple. You sigh at the feeling, never really that sensitive there, but since it’s him, you actually shiver a bit… He lets go with a pop and you feel a surge of adrenaline, pushing him off. He lands on his back, using his elbows to prop himself up. Before he can question you, you straddle him, running your hands over the smooth skin of his chest and stomach,
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to see you like this.” You whisper, and he huffs in amusement. As you stroke his skin, his hands grasp at you, linking his fingers through the belt loops of your jean shorts. With a handle to hold onto, he pulls you down and grinds up into you. Since you’re both wearing denim, there isn’t a ton of sensation, but the act itself makes you both groan. You can tell he’s getting harder by the second, and you’re sure your underwear is already ruined. He continues to grind up into you, making your hands falter.
“Okay!” You declare, climbing off of him just enough to move down the bed and fumble with his belt. He seems shocked, but when he tries to protest, you shoot him a glare. You rub his cock through the fabric of his boxers, salivating slightly. Finally, pulling him out, you gasp, staring at him. While not absolutely huge, he’s bigger than anyone you had been with before.
“(Y/N)-“ Doyoung’s thoughts drop off when you run your tongue up the length of him. Unfortunately, no moan or groan comes out, but he does let out a harsh exhale. You have no idea how long you’ve wanted to do this, and no one, not even him, is going to stop you. Not that he wants to stop you. After a few more licks and kisses, you wrap your lips around the head of his cock and begin to descend. Finally, he lets out a light groan and it sounds heavenly. You can’t get all of him in your mouth without using your throat, so that’s what you do. When your lips meet the skin of his pelvis and you swallow, his arms give out and he flops onto his back. His gorgeous fingers dig into your scalp, gripping your hair but not moving you. You swallow again and begin to bob your head, taking him to the base each time. He’s getting louder and his noises make you moan.
“Fuck!” He curses at the vibration, so you do it again.
“(Y/N), if you don’t stop, I’m gonna cum-“ He warns. You don’t stop; you want him to cum down your throat. Continuing, if not increasing your pace and sucking strength, he lets out a whining moan and thrusts up slightly as you feel his cum shoot down your throat. Swallowing it all down, you slowly pull off as he catches his breath. He looks up at you as you make sure to get every drop that had spurted around your lips. Seeing this does something to him and he shoots up, pinning you down roughly against the bed. You squeak in surprise as he rapidly undoes the button of your shorts and yanks them off. He pauses at your panties; they have little ducks on them. He gives you a look, to which you shrug, and then those too are yanked off. You watch as he takes his fingers and runs them up your soaked slit. You moan, eagerly anticipating him fingering you; his hands are just so-
“Doyoung!” He suddenly shoves a finger inside you. He quickly finds your sweet spot, surprisingly so, and the pleasure shakes you. Without warning he adds another finger, scissoring them as you try to catch your breath. He hovers over you, waiting till you get enough air for him to kiss you. When you can finally breathe easily, his lips attach to yours, his tongue wrapping around yours. You’re in heaven, and he isn’t even fucking you yet. You aren’t sure you could handle the pleasure. He leaves your lips, and you throw back your head, the pleasure of his now three fingers building rapidly.
“Oppa, I’m gonna cum.” You moan and something about the pet-name gets to him, and his movements intensify, his thumb moving to your clit.
“Then do it,” he orders, and you see white. He continues his assault, helping you ride out your orgasm. Before you get too over-stimulated, he pulls his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth to suck your juices off. You gape at him, body feeling limp. By that point he’s completely hard again, and he spreads your legs, placing one knee up over his elbow, rubbing the head of his cock your still twitching hole.
“Oh, please-“ You encourage, and he slowly begins to ease into you. The stretch stings a bit, but the overwhelming feeling and emotions overpower it. As he slowly gets deeper, you try desperately to not cum again so soon. Having Doyoung inside you, finally, was better than you’ve ever dreamed. He’s finally in all the way, barely bumping your cervix; you feel so full.
“G-give me a second.” You grip his biceps, controlling your breaths to get used to the feeling. He kisses over your face as you get used to him, ending with a soft peck to your lips.
“Ready?” He questions and you nod. He starts slow, barely pulling out, before going as deep as he can, grinding his pubic bone against your clit, your breath hitching each time.
“More.” You plead and he smirks. He hitches your other leg up as well then begins to thrust harder, pulling out halfway before slamming back in. You can already feel your orgasm building, it makes your head swim; nothing has ever felt so good. He continues the half-thrusts and after a particularly hard grind, you come undone again. It shocks both of you and he halts his movements as you clench around him. His brows furrow at your tight walls fluttering, trying hard to not cum himself, he wants to give you the most pleasure he can before he finishes. Once your orgasm has calmed, he begins he slow pace again, quickly building speed and you practically scream when he begins to fuck you in earnest. You’re practically bent in half as he looms over you, pounding you into the mattress. Your hands fly up to grip at his bare back, nails dragging and leaving red welting scratches. Doyoung groans at the feeling and digs his own nails into your thighs. The slight prick of pain excite you, more than you thought it would. That’s something to explore later though. All of a sudden, he pulls out and you exclaim.
“What-?” With much more strength than you thought he’d have; he flips you over onto your hands and knees. You barely keep your balance before he slams back in, knocking your arms out from under you. Your front half falls to the bed, and you grip the sheets to hold on for dear life. He’s deeper now, each thrust ramming the head of his dick against your cervix. Tears prick at your eyes; the pleasure so intense you’re almost not sure you can handle it. Then, his hand comes down harshly on your ass and you yelp.
“Fuck, do that again please~” You plead, and you can practically hear him smirk. He lands another hit on the other side this time, most likely leaving a big red handprint. The somewhat flimsy wooden bedframe provided by the college rocks, the headboard knocking into the painted brick wall. If you weren’t being fucked out of your mind, you’d make a mental note that despite the unsteadiness, a lot of students have probably done something like this. That alone proves the resilience of the beds. Your hands above your head are gripping your sheets hard and his hands leave your hips to cover yours. He links his fingers with yours, his thrusts getting slightly off rhythm. As he fucks his cock into you, he buries fully back into you each time, more of your braincells floating away. Nothing else comes to mind but your impending orgasm.
“Doyoung…gon-gonna cum~” You whine.
“Me too, hold on a bit, princess,” he grunts, leaning over you more, one arm wrapping around your middle, so his hand lays on your lower stomach. His thrusts get shallower, but no less deep, pressing on your tummy to heel him inside you.
“Cum inside~” you tell him and he almost outright stops.
“I’m on the pill, please, cum inside~” You plead, and he swears several times, grinding into you. When you feel his hot cum shooting inside, it knocks you over the edge. You see stars and swear you black out for a few seconds. When you come to, he’s pulling out and great deal of fluid flows down the inside of your thighs.
“You squirted~” He informs, and you barely register what he says.
“Huh?”
“You soaked me.” He chuckles and you prop yourself up to look back at him. You gape at the very obvious splatter of wet covering his lower half.
“Shit! I’m sorry, I’ve never done that before!”
“Shh, it’s okay, it was hot.” Doyoung chuckles and you sigh in relief. You slowly let your body fall to the bed till you’re lying on your stomach.
“Where’s the bathroom?”
“Second door across the living room.” You wave your hand, already feeling drowsy. You listen as he partially clothes himself, pulling his underwear and pants back on, then leaves your room. Since you don’t hear anything, you assume your roommates are not home and he comes back with a warm, damp washcloth. He’s incredibly attentive and helps you clean up. Slowly, you sit up as he throws the towel on your dirty laundry. He picks his shirt up off the floor and hands it to you.
“I have clothes to change into…” You point at your dresser, and he shakes his head.
“Please~?” He gives you a smug look and you narrow your eyes at him. Snatching the shirt from him, you button it up and you smile at how the fabric pools over you. The sleeves go past your hands, and you could practically wear it as dress and still be decent enough to go outside. He sits on your bed, and you stare at each other for a bit.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asks, almost sheepishly. You furrow your brow dramatically.
“What kind of question-? Yes, of course!” You glare and he laughs, tackling you. Since you’re on a twin sized bed, you both can barely fit. He presses his back against the wall and hugs you so close to him there’s still a good four inches of bed at your back. You bury your head in the crook of his neck and reach to pull the comforter over you two.
“What about when your roommate comes home?” he asks as you cuddle. You glance behind you at the clock.
“I’ll text her; she can sleep on the couch.” He reluctantly lets you get up to retrieve your phone. You stand, texting, and he admires you in just his shirt.
“Be nicer if it was red…”
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KISS
Summary : your grades were falling down the hill and your teacher decided to help you a little
Genre : teacher!doyoung , legal age gap , smut , the use of slut/whore , the use of sir (obvi) , the use of good girl , praise kink , degradation kink
Pair : doyoung x female reader
Words count : 1,182
Now playing : kiss by nct dojaejung
A/N : this is my first time writing a smut or anything so erm if it turned out bad forgive me thank you ‼️‼️‼️
in college in the mall when you were You met alot of handsome men out there in college in the mall when you were You
shopping even in the street when you were just walking around to get groceries
But nobody was more handsome than your teacher Kim dongyoung or as people call him doyoung he was smart young handsome and his bunny like smile he was just perfect for you, you mever thought it would be interested in you , always fantasized about the things he would do to you the things he would say to you
You wanted him to use you in any way possible
You wouldn't mind him tying you up calling you names you just wanted him to notice you
You always studied hard for his classes to appear as the perfect student Infront of him
But at the last couple of exams you couldn't keep up with the subject it gets harder
You were too embarrassed to ask him for him so doesn't think you're stupid
Until he called you to his office one day as you knocked on the door nervously
You heard a gentle "come in" from behind the door
You took a deep breath and entered the office and closed the door behind you
"Sit down" He says in a calm and gentle tone that makes you melt but you hold yourself back from anything stupid and sat right where he told you
"I've been noticing that you've been getting bad grades for the past few months is everything okay with you?" He asks you softly
"W-well I have some problems and I have been just... stressing out these few months I'm sorry... I'll make sure to study harder" You said while your eyes are stuck on the ground
"Well can you atleast look at me while you're talking?" He chunkles softly which makes you nervous
You look up to meet his gaze
Lord look at his handsome face his eyes his perfect hair even his glasses were perfect
"It's okay I understand but make sure to study harder I believe in you the finals are coming soon" he smiles softly at you
As you try to hold yourself from getting up and totally destroy him
"Oh and you can come after school is over for the lessons you don't understand I know it sounds boring but I'm doing this because I want you to graduate with good grades"
"Yes sir I'll make sure to head to your office after class" you smile and nod heading towards the door
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after class is over you head over to your teacher's office you knock the door gently
"Come in" you hear his gentle voice as you feel like you're getting wet only from hearing his voice as you take a deep breath you open the door and find him leaning on his desk
"Ahh you're here" he smiles oh fuck you wanted him to fuck you numb as you feel like you're getting wet by his smile only
You smile back at him and gets into the office
"Oh hello sir" you smile awkwardly at him as he takes a sip out of his coffee
"Hello darling" his smile the nickname he called you it made heat rise to your face
"So should we start now?" He asks you and smiles softly
"Yes yes let's start" you nod slightly and smile
"And if you solved the problems that I'll give you after we finish I'll give you a reward" he smiles but...his smile seems a little bit different it's not as cute as his usual one you said to yourself that you were imagining causing you were tired and ignored it
As he started explaining you made sure to throw all thoughts away so you can answer the problems to get the 'reward' he was talking about
After he finishes explaining the lesson he obviously gives you some problems
You started solving them right away after about half an hour you hand him the paper
He started checking if you did anything wrong after a few minutes of sitting awkwardly just admiring his face
"Alright I guess someone is getting a reward" He smiles softly as he gives you the paper
You smile at him excitedly as you're eager to know what's the 'reward' he was talking about.
He takes off his glasses and sits in his for few seconds then he gets up from his seat walking right behind you
"Are you ready for yor reward baby" he whispers in her ear
Feeling his warm breath near your face sent shivers down your spine as you nod slightly
He then pats your head And starts throwing everything off his desk
"Can you lay down here for me baby" he says with a smile on his face
You nod hasitaintly getting up from the chair laying down on the desk
He leans in and captures your lips in a gentle yet passionate kiss it felt long very long as his tongue is tangled with yours
You find yourself moaning in the kiss and whines as he pulls out off it
"Are you ready for the actual reward"
You nod slightly and take a deep breath
He started to remove your skirt slowly as he touches your skin to tease you he starts removing your panties
"Look at that pretty pussy I'm sure it will take me really well don't you think so?" He asks with a low deep voice as you nod nervously
He grabs a condom from his drawer before he takes off his pants
You can see his bulge through his boxers as he takes off his boxers wrapping the condom around his cock
He starts to move his fingers around your entrance as you whine and whimper
"P-please p-please i want you inside of me"
It came out of your mouth more of a moan
"I know I know that princess patience" she says gently he was soft really soft with you
As you were about to open your mouth to say something without a warning you feel his cock inside of you
You cry out as he starts to adjust his length inside you he was big and thick
Stretching your hole as you try to hold in your moan
"Aren't you just a fucking slut that wanna get fuck , oh fuck" he groans as your eyes roll back
"Answer me you fucking whore" he says with a more dominant and demanding voice
"Y-yes that's right sir" you can barely talk
"Aren't you just a good girl" he said as he starts moving in and out faster and more roughly
You moan cry out and scream as he grinds faster
Her eyes rolls back as she cums on him as he feels like he reaches his climax as well and cums in her she closes her eyes and moans loudly as she feels his seeds in her
"If you did well in the finals I'm going to give you a better reward" He smiles softly and kisses your lips
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