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icantfeelanything. Lee Donghyuck

“I don’t want to leave him! He’s mine and I am his!”

PAIRING(s). Donghyuck X Reader X Chenle

SUMMARY. Your whole world comes to an end when your knocked over by a car and are proclaimed dead. Yet you wake up in a different space, your boyfriend, Donghyuck’s mind. You are met with a furious ‘Memory Keeper’ Mr Zhong who tries to force you out. You’re reluctant to leave simply because he wants Donghyuck to move on from losing you. However, that is something you refuse to do as long as you're in his mind.

-Dreamscape Masterlist-

20:36 p.m.

It happens quickly. So quick that only a second goes by. So swiftly that you watch your soul fighting to remain intact to your body.

One minute you're running across the street with the biggest grin on your face, without any fear in the quiet road. The next moment your body is collided by such brute force that instantly you feel the cracks and punctures piercing out through your bone and body. Surging- high up in the air bitterly painful but beautifully dead- in pain you hear a splat sound as you fall and hit the pavement floors! It takes a millisecond to lose sight, but you see red. Your vision goes blurry, your eyelids shut involuntarily, your rapture your ears- eardrums beating promptly and briskly only causing you to hear muffling sounds. A spike sound has your heartbeat pounding so loud that your ears fight not to burst. Through it all, through this moment… that moment on the cold night, the paved road, you make out your boyfriend's state of worry. But even though you hear him... your body can't move.

Hyuck...

Parched lips, blood over your eyes, shivering with pain bruising all over your body. Your flickering eyes and palpable sense of lack in body motions has you worried – especially when you see your own steadfast boyfriend rushing to your side in panic and horror.

"You're going....to...ok-"

Your mind goes blank. Quiet. That quiet is scary as you fight to open your eyes. Nothing but pain spikes your attention again.

When you open your eyes again, you're almost blinded by all the light. Hyuck…

You’re confused to see his tears, to hear his voice that's fading in and out of your ears. It’s painful. You just want to close your eyes, but the sight of the heavy tears rolling down his eyes has you… fighting.  He’s crying hysterically moving his lips in haste, talking words you can’t hear. The pain is too much. Your heart strains, but you can’t find the strength to open your heavy eyes and look at him anymore. Your heart beating hysterically.

No.

Your mind gets blurry each and every time you try to open your eyes. But all you can see aside from waves of dizziness and blood, is your boyfriend. Broken and just so… broken. Hyuck… You try to move your hand, but it’s heavy. You try to move your lips, but their sore. You try to lift your head but you can’t feel nothing but the pain, you TRY to do something! You try so hard to even catch a beat of your heart, but your body doesn’t respond, your mind feels detached, your whole soul feels light as it leaves your body! No!- you only see his tears when you close your eyes after fighting for so long. A single stream leaves your own eye.

Donghyuck runs rapidly by the nurses’ side pushing forward the trolley bed with your unconscious body. He holds onto your bloodied hand unable to control his breathing. The tears are just as fast as his words, and his legs levitate with the speed he’s at. “You’re okay, you’re okay. You’re going to be okay, just hold on, hold on baby. Please hold on. Don’t leave, don’t leave. Please stay, please stay, baby please. I’m here, I’m here, I’m right here, please be okay, please please please, please- PLEASE!”

“I’m sorry sir, but you can’t go past this point,” A nurse cuts him from your hand, holding him back with another nurse trying to restrain his movements while the other nurses continue to hurry in pushing the trolley forward.

“Please you- I need to be there! I need to be by her side-” Donghyuck’s legs that try to get past the nurse becomes heavy and he thumps down on the ground watching your bed disappear after turning a corner. He barely shouts out clinging to his shirt that's bloodied and hands stained with your blood. He can only see red. He's finding it hard to breathe, his chest feels tight, his breathing is irregular and the damn tears won’t stop flowing out his eyes. 

The nurses’ voices fade away when he recalls all that happened just hours ago. He heard your yelp seconds before the accident. One second, you were there grinning and running to him, and out of nowhere your body was suddenly ‘kicked’ high in the cold dark air- flying like a ball with such speed he only saw in cartoons. His soul felt like it had been struck by lightning, because the moment he ran- he felt as though he would burn and die by how fast he got to you. His only priority was you – there was nothing else in his head but your wellbeing. The flying image of your body, the excruciating sound he heard when the car almost drove over your lifeless body, and how your hands struggled to hold onto him, made him hysterical.

"Please Y/n, you can't die. Stay."

You had to survive, you had to survive for him. You had to survive, you couldn’t just go, you couldn’t just go like that. There was so much that was left unsaid, so many feelings he wanted to express to you. So many things he wanted to share with you. You had to survive because of all the things you and him had planned out. He only had you in his life. He only had you.

With haste again, Donghyuck runs to the seriously firm and sturdy Doctor that approaches him. The doctor notices the dried blood stains over Donghyuck's shirt (possibly your blood) and he can tell that he might be the boyfriend that the nurse told him about. The doctor can see the trauma going through Donghyuck's eyes covered in a failing smile.

“Yes Doctor? How is she? She’s fine right? She’s okay right? S-she’s fine, I know she is. She’s a survivor. She’s a fighter, she’s my girl, she can’t die. She’s okay right. Oh my god, I knew it. Good because her brother, her brother is here-”

Donghyuck rambles on with an anxious positive spirit. He was positive that you survived, because he knew you, you weren’t the type to go down without fighting, fighting for life…fighting for him. The doctor watches on with a stale face but it slowly falls away and becomes filled with dismay and melancholy. He watches how Donghyuck has a wounded smile, with tears that prickle underneath his eyes, as he motions for Mark to come over. The doctor and Mark both see right through Donghyuck’s smile for the pain that’s truly building up in him.

“Mark, Mark, please come. Please tell the Doctor about your sister, she’s incredible and is alive, right?” Donghyuck prompts, avoiding the Doctor’s eyes that already said the words he didn't want to hear.

Donghyuck grins brightly at the doctor, the tears already falling down his eyes.

“Doctor, why aren’t you saying anything? Please say something. Tell us good news,”

Donghyuck’s smile twitches as he stares at the Doctor. His tongue begins to heavily tremble, when the male Doctor looks down.

As if possessed Donghyuck grabs onto the Doctor’s shoulders. “SAY SOMETHING! GODDAMNIT SPEAK! FUCK! SAY SHE’S ALIVE! PLEASE- please, please, please-“ Donghyuck’s words fade away as he clings onto the Doctor’s coat shutting his eyes tightly knowing very well that he won’t be hearing those words tonight… he won’t be hearing those words ever. “This can’t be… This can’t happen… Y/n… doctor please tell me you saved her. Please tell me you tried to save her… doctor…” Donghyuck drops to the ground, tears rushing out like a flood gate. His hands hit the floor as he buries his head on his hands as he cries out your name.

Mark not having enough energy is already seated on the bench, with a headache forming in his head from holding in his tears. His eyes are red and sting, tears ready to spill and overflow, his jaw feels strangled as the veins pump in heaps of pain. He lays his head in his hands fighting back with waves of crushing emotions swerving all over him. Donghyuck was already in a ball on the floor wailing out for his dear life- Mark is seconds away from letting his guard down but he tightly guards his trembling lips because he has to be the stronger person. But how could he be strong when hearing this news… He scoffs they didn’t even hear the news, hearing the words would just be too painful. You’re gone. Mark holds himself back as he realizes that he has no little sister anymore. You’re gone. You’re… gone.

“My deepest condolence for your loss.” Lifting his head up when feeling a brisk hand on his shoulder, his teary eyes peek up to the Doctor who’s already looking down at him, a coat of dejection and despair looming over him. “Your sister was as the young fellow said, she was exactly strong and did put up a fight. You’re allowed in her room for some days. If possible we'd appreciate it if you signed her release papers. There was nothing I could do to save her, for that, I apologize.”

-

“Oh god. She’s here!”

“Is she really here? Should we inform headquarters?”

“She’s truly stunning, I can’t believe she’s here,”

“But what is she doing here?”

“She’s not supposed to be here.”

Sound morphs all around you allowing you to hear voices around you. Your eyes are frozen literally, as if your body is trying to understand why it’s not feeling pain anymore. Nothing hurts. You try to make out the voices, yet you know none of them. Your conscious attention is directed to something else when you can feel… some sort of liquid being poured over your toes. Your breath hitches in your throat shutting out all the voices as you try to focus on whatever is being poured over your body. With trembling lips, you feel your knees and ankles buckle when the liquid substance pours over. It’s cold and it clings to your legs, your torso, your breast, your arms- everything gets soaked into the liquid goo and eventually your neck and head and even hair get smeared with the clinging liquid squeezing your body shut. You feel suffocated and chills all over your body. After a daunting time you struggle to breathe!- your body finally trembles and you can feel every inch of your figure and every movement of your fingers. Your eyes fly open as you sharply huff in a large intake of air.

Those around your figure stand by with some wet towels, dry towels and a robe. They watch your clear slime covered figure breaking out of the yoke you were in. You’re wet and nude as you shoot up on the white operating table panting for your dear life. They stand in astonishment watching you in awe, at how breathtaking you look.

You cough out trying to get rid of the odd liquid substance that entered your mouth. Your eyes are struck by the blinding yellow of the room you’re in- and the weird goo. You see three ladies in the room and you can’t stop trying to breathe as your breath feels short and unstable. “Why can’t I breathe?”

You're short of breath yet again when you look down to see the gooey slime all over your body. Shrieking out of the white mattress the ladies follow you and so does the gooey white slime. The slime falls off of you and your stunned that you’re bare and exposed. A squeak leaves your lips when the ladies scramble to you quickly wiping you and cleaning you up. You quiver in fear but stay still out of shock as they continue to clean you up and assure you that everything is alright.

However that doesn’t seem to be the case when your head snaps to the side watching as the door fiercely opens up and with heavy propelled steps, a figure stands in all black. Your frantic eyes are sharply on the male figure that enters the room with sharp eyes of vexation. Your arms quick in reflex cover up your exposed breast, but the ladies around you are faster in getting a grip of your hands trying to clean you with the wet towels and dry towels. “Hey-” your side tracked when seeing the ladies faces… Donghyuck? They look like your boyfriend but in different colored wigs.

This was supposed to be simple, with you waking up, coming out of your yoke, sitting up and calmly being cleaned up. Normal procedures for the ladies in white, yet they're stunned and muzzled by your befuddlement and the entrance of a presence that’s not supposed to be here. 

“Mr Zhong,” The main nurse steps forward bowing to him. “You’re here.” Is all she can manage to say. Why was he here? What was he doing here? What did he want? He’s not supposed to be here during clean up- not even that, seeing him out of the main core center is unusual.

“What the hell are you doing here?” His question and devious tone is not aimed at the nurse or other cleaners. No, it’s aimed at you. You simply stare at him quivering back in fear with every step he takes. You’re just as frightened and confused like the other nurses, but you’re more on the alarmed side.

Where were you? And what is going on- what is going on?

Mr Zhong stands in front of you, his being towering your bare trembling body. Your eyes are on his harsh dark eyes as you watch his own irked eyes move down your body. Your hands are too afraid to cover up so you let him take in your nude body that’s been cleaned up.

“Answer me.” He whispers making chills run down your spine- his voice rises again so loud that you jump. “What are you doing here!?” 

You cower your eyes looking down trying to hold yourself from exploding into a scared cry. “I don’t know- I don’t know where I am. I don’t know anything. I just woke up! I think I hit my head or something and-”

“Mr Zhong she just woke up from her yolk. She’s disoriented and her memory is still foggy. If you give us a few minutes we’ll get her in-”

“Where’s Hyuck?” Your soft voice speaks up as his eyes suddenly come up into your eyes. You were at a hospital the last you remember with Donghyuck… you were in an accident. “Where is he?”

“Oh god.” Mr Zhong rolls his eyes shut in irritation as he runs his hand through his hair. “Get her cleaned up right now will you? Why is it taking so long?”

The nurses are quick to clean you up, applying some lotion for your body and even massaging your shoulders and head, scraping your skull with deep fingers calming you down. You feel like you’re being given a free spa treatment, when they wrap your body in a robe. They make you perform some balance test, asking you move your head left and right, if you can stand on your right leg and left leg, they dress you up in a white bra, a white vest and finally a white shirt, paired with white underwear and a white skirt. You feel comfortable amongst the ladies who strangely look like Donghyuck. Nonetheless you ignore the male figure in a black suit eyeing everything that they’re doing.

Are you dreaming? Did you hit your head?

His eyes are shamelessly glaring you down as the ladies pamper you up with sweet calming words that meant absolutely nothing to him. You were here and if you were here, it only meant trouble.

“Alright. You’re all cleaned up.” The three nurses stand in front of you bowing, before returning to their natural smiles. You don’t understand why you had to be cleaned up and why these ladies even looked like Donghyuck. In fact, where is-

“Where’s Donghyuck?” You ask.

The smiles slowly slip from their lips looking to each other.

“She’s a spirit.” Your eyes turn to Mr Zhong seated on the chair watching you with such distaste that you instantly look away. “A lover.” Why is he looking at you with such anger? And what is a lover?

“A lover?” The mentions of a lover floats around the air on different lips of the nurses as you look around the yellow space.

“I need to get back to Hyuck,”

“No.” Mr Zhong stands up sternly. “What you will do is follow me, and hopefully you can get out of here before you overdo your stay.”

-

“You’re dead.”

“No.”

“You’re dead.”

You gulp and shake your head. “I’m awake. I’m alive.”

“You’re dead.” The guy known as Mr Zhong repeats his words. You shake your head with disbelief not allowing your ears to believe a thing he’s saying.

“I’m not dead.” You say again. It seems like a cycle with you in denial and Mr Zhong repeatedly repeating himself not wanting to break the cycle. It seems like he really wants you to get it in your head that you’re- “I’m not dead!”

“You’re dead.” He deadpans again.

“No I’m not.”

Not bothering to change his wording, he crosses his arms only staring at you bored and angered out of his mind. “You’re dead.”

“Stop saying that!” You yell standing up balling your fists. There are tears clinging to your eyes. “I can’t be dead! I can’t! Can’t you see I’m breathing? Are you blind to that?”

“You don’t even have a heartbeat or pulse.” Mr Zhong tilts his head. “You’re dead.”

“Stop!” You yell at him controlling your hands to stop you from trying to slap or push him. Blinking your tears away. “Stop saying that please. I only asked you where Donghyuck is.”

“And I’ve been telling you that you’re inside of him.” He shuts his eyes rubbing his temple. “And that’s because you’re-”

“I will strangle you if you dare repeat that sentence.”

He calls your name once while turning around. How did he know your name? “You’re wasting precious time. You know what, follow me, if you want proof and clarification.”

Being told you’re dead and that you’re inside your lover (inside of Donghyuck’s body) causes an unstable balance inside of you. You look at your hands and see how clear they are from any wound, but you can also remember feeling numb from all the idle pain all over your body. You can’t remember what happened- but you know that you were hurt badly. Otherwise why else was Donghyuck crying. You remember following him to the hospital... or he was following you- you’re not sure, but you do know that he was in an insane amount of pain...wait, you were in an insane amount of pain. You felt your head about to explode and your entire body in such frail torture, throbbing and aching. 

If you felt that pain, then why are you okay right now? It’s the only thing you can think about. You turn around in the white hall, finally finding Mr Zhong by an elevator. He sticks out like a sore thumb because everything in the room is white except his dark suit. Your legs are heavy but you follow him and stand beside him in the elevator letting out a chilling breath. 

“Where are you taking me?”

You pose simply, only to have him ignore you and press up a button. The elevator starts moving up and you notice that the doors are clear and see through. As the elevator goes up, the white hall you were in goes down and the new scenery of black clouds and a neon view of an ominous city lights up in the night, but the elevator goes higher despite floating in… midair. You stand closer to the door taking in the view of each layer of the city that is darkened and only lit by the flashing colors of pink blue and yellow. The confusion in you only grows. The views disappear and a grey room is present when the elevator stops. The doors slide open and Mr Zhong takes steps out with you carefully following him.

After leaving that weird place, he continued being cold with a bothered face. You can already guess that he doesn’t like you at all, not one bit. He barely gave any other emotion then abhor and clear hatred. Maybe hate is too strong but that’s what you can see in his eyes. He hates you and you don’t know why, you don’t even know him. But he somehow seems to be in charge as he walks around like he knows everything.

In the narrow grey corridor, you try to keep up with him as he turns into various open turns. Peeking from behind him you spot a door that’s in front with the number 4R. 

A flashing white light hits your eyes and you shake your head hearing loud voices. 

“Pulse going down!”

“Doctor we’re losing blood, we’re losing her!”

“We need to stabilize her stat!”

You stand still shutting your eyes to block out the words but they continue on yet instead of getting louder, they slowly fade.

“Get the charge.”

“Volt?”

“180.”

“Standby. Clear.”

You gasp aloud and pant out.

“Pulse fading.”

“Again. Standby. Clear.”

A sharp sting grips your chest and you grab it gasping out.

“Pulse fading.”

“We’re losing her.”

It’s the last thing you hear before sharply opening your eyes blinking excessively when Mr Zhong stands in front of you. “That’s called your Last Memory.”

“Last Memory?” You ask trying to catch your breath and stand straight. 

“Yes. The last thing your inactive brain remembers before it shuts down. I guess this hall triggered it.”

“But I thought I’m in Donghyuck’s mind?” You whisper out grumpily standing straight. “What the hell is going on?”

“Right now we’re not in Donghyuck’s mind. I just took your spirit out of it. Plus another day has passed. It’s almost 7pm. You’re tethered to him.”

“What?” Confusion washes over you yet again, by the words that leave his lips. You have no idea of the things he’s talking about. “What do you mean tethered to him?”

He turns on his heel continuing to walk towards the door named 4R. “Things will make sense when you come to terms with the fact that you’re dead.”

He opens the door and there’s a dim light that he disappears into. Quickly you follow him rubbing your eyes upon entering the bright room. 

You can hear soft sobs and instantly snap your head to the source. There’s a hospital bed and a chair. On the chair... And on the bed...

You feel your heart about to explode from beating so fast. Your knees lose balance and you fall down. “W-what is this?” You ask unable to comprehend the sight before you. 

Mr Zhong stands by the corner of the room with his hands in his pocket as he looks at the sight of your dead body on the bed and Donghyuck’s disheveled appearance seated on the chair. He’s crying as his eyes are fixed on your lifeless face.

“What memory is this?” You ask trembling as you try to get on your feet with your weak body trying to handle and support your movement. But it can’t, your emotions wearing you down.

“This isn’t a memory.” Mr Zhong speaks taking in a breath stepping closer. “You died 3 days ago. Today, they’re discharging your body and preparing for burial-”

“B-burial?” Your heart hammers in your chest as you fall again to the ground. “Burial for what? Who’s getting buried?”

“Your burial is in 2 days time,” Mr Zhong continues.

“No.” A string of disbelief leaves your lips just as your tears blur your vision. You stumble up and run to Donghyuck but get the surprise of your life when your whole body passes through him and you fall rigidly to the ground. “D-Donghyuck?” You cry out immediately sitting up and trying to touch him. “Baby please I’m here! I’m here! That’s not me! That’s not me! I’m here! Donghyuck! Hyuck! Baby!” Your voice quivering and trembling as you try so desperately to cling onto his body, but each time your hand goes through, until you’re struggling to breathe with your chest at a loss of air. “No!” You wail out in deep agony. “I survived- I’m here. I can feel and that’s not me. That’s not me- please no.” 

Your tears are nonstop as you bury your head on Donghyuck’s thigh… well, trying too.

Mr Zhong’s eyes widen when he senses that Donghyuck can suddenly feel your presence. Donghyuck blows out a breath of air and his own tears stream down faster as he looks at your dead body on the bed. He stands up and his whole body circles your dead body again as he cries. He’s not supposed to be holding you, but the nurses are not around, and he could care less about the trouble he would be in. Mr Zhong lets out a breath of relief when sensing it was only your sorrowed and burden emotions that pushed Donghyuck into another wave of tears.

Mr Zhong needed to get you out, but your weakened state next to the feet of your boyfriend has him in despair. Even though he despises you, he knows how much you mean to Donghyuck, and so he leaves the room to let you have a moment. After all you just found out that you’re dead.

You're crying alongside Donghyuck, while Mr Zhong stands outside the door listening to the both of you pour out your hearts. Of course it’s hard to believe you’re inside of Donghyuck’s mind when you can see him with your physical eyes. But then again, Mr Zhong has been here far longer than you have. In his mind, he tries to think of ways to get you out of Donghyuck’s head before it’s too late. He shakes his head. “It’s already late.” He mutters to himself. “But I need to get her out of here. Before anyone sees her.”

This is all happening because Donghyuck doesn't want to let you go. Mr Zhong sighs. He needs to get you out of Donghyuck's head, he needs to do it as soon as possible before you got sucked in. The less you know the better. It’s even better that no one saw you aside from those nurses. He needs to get you out before another member inside of Donghyuck sees you.

Mr Zhong's senses alert and sharpen when he can feel Donghyuck and you together. Donghyuck can feel you. That’s not good. Donghyuck can’t interact with your spirit. Under no circumstance is he allowed to do that. Mr Zhong bursts into the hospital room his eyes enlarging when you're hugging Donghyuck from behind. You’re focusing your entire being just to hug Donghyuck and it seems to be working because Donghyuck can feel your presence… or rather can feel an embrace wrapping their arms around him. Donghyuck is anything but confused as he cries out. “I can’t live without you. I can’t…” Donghyuck shakes his head when seeing your dried out and dull lifeless lips.

Meanwhile Mr Zhong's heart beats rapidly when he senses what Donghyuck is about to do. He gulps and his legs are quick to act in grabbing your shirt from behind and yanking you. "We have to go now." 

"Wh-what? Why?" You're ripped from Donghyuck as Mr Zhong pulls you back. You try to fight him off you with your strength but Mr Zhong balls his fist and your body begins to move against your will. "No- please- just give me more time with him! Please-"

Your words fall on deaf ears as Mr Zhong's running and forcing your body to move as well in the direction you came from. In a far distance as you cross your ‘Last memory’ you hear the words of the Doctor charging your body again and you jolt up when feeling the electrical current shoot throughout your body, however the process is short lived when you're pulled away extremely fast and into the elevator next to Mr Zhong. “Come one go faster. Go faster.” Mr Zhong stresses out. You wipe your tears suddenly being drawn to his alertness. What’s going on now?

There's a loud ringing in your head when the elevator door opens up to a... large white room that looks like a lab with plenty of laptops and screens. –Beep- Beep- Beep- the alarm sounds off very loudly. 

"What's going on?" You shut your eyes when the ringing ‘crings’ annoyingly. You can't hear Mr Zhong but with blurry sight you see him run out of the elevator to the white room… that's slowly turning dark. You try to follow however your mind is distorted and you collapse on the ground due to all the ringing.

Mr Zhong- tagged along with a great hand of different operators run around the ‘monitor room’ also known as the Core control room. With screens all over monitoring all of Donghyuck’s scenes, there’s one large screen that captures what he’s seeing exactly. That’s the one that Mr Zhong controls when he senses that Donghyuck isn’t being himself. The people in the room all in charge of different senses are running up and down in haste- trying to get Donghyuck to calm down- they press on all the buttons that are used to prevent a forced ‘shut down’. The lights in the center are fading black.

Donghyuck is having a breakdown and is about to shut down his mind. That can't happen. Because if it happens, then the Core can’t control, leaving Donghyuck in the hands of his impulsive ‘Body’. Mr Zhong pulls on a leather hanger and blinks several times when eyeing the monitor screen to see through Donghyuck's eyes. 

Donghyuck is still in the hospital room pacing back and forth, wanting to rampage. “I… I should be the one to die. I should be the one to die. I should be… the one… to…” Huffing and puffing, Donghyuck picks up his car keys and goes out the door. He can hear his brain telling him not to do it but there's just so much emotion building in him that he can't fathom or want to feel. Getting in his car he slams the door shut and bangs repeatedly on the steering wheel yelling out in sheer anger and possibly crying out.

Mr Zhong speaks into Donghyuck’s thoughts as his ‘subconscious voice’. “Don’t do it Donghyuck. You don’t have to do something crazy to prove.” 

Drive. However, with the fading lights in the control room, Donghyuck gives into the will of the Body to drive instead of listen to his own thoughts.

"No!" Mr Zhong hastily pulls on the leather to try and have some more light- to try and have control in the darkening room. The other coordinators are scampering in heaps of fear by Donghyuck's edged decisions. "Come on Donghyuck! Please don’t do it! Listen to be before you do something crazy! Stop the car!" 

All efforts in the control room are vain when Donghyuck starts the engine and with raging force the tires screech loudly and his car thrusts forward in deadly speed. Cars are hooting on every lane by his careless driving. Donghyuck finds himself not caring and he drives on the highest speed challenging the accelerator in his car. All the windows are up, the car is filled with sounds of him deeply breathing and running his hand over his hair violently and his foot blistering from how cogently he's stepping on the speed paddle. 

The Core’s control room is no longer fading black, instead the whole room is a darkened red with flashing lights- the alarm sounds are all off. All the controls are black and the only thing everyone can do is watch the screen of Donghyuck's eyes and he swerves in dangerous speeds racing in between cars and him yelling out. He’s on a high way leading to his own death.

Mr Zhong worriedly looks at the screen watching his best friend lose his mind and having a mild panic attack. Mr Zhong holds onto the ledge tightly with tears in his eyes. “Donghyuck stop this!” All the pain Donghyuck is feeling - he can feel it too. Especially in this moment. Donghyuck is feeling guilty. Worthless. Pathetic for staying alive when his girlfriend has died. Mr Zhong feels useless that he can't do anything but watch as his friend is driving to his own death. In moments like this, when Donghyuck’s Core lost control to the Body- they could do nothing but watch it all happen. All the operators as if in defeat and sync all kneel on the ground together with their eyes no longer trained on the screen but on the floor as they prepare for death. Because by the looks of Donghyuck’s reckless driving, they were bound to death. This is what usually happens when the mind and body are no longer connected. Donghyuck feels on edge that he can't feel anything and so the body moves on its own in rebellion. Mr Zhong doesn't close his eyes, he simply sinks on the ground waiting for the impact of the crush whenever it'll happen.

Is this seriously how Donghyuck will lose his life? By ending it, while thinking of being with you.

Donghyuck panting out in sheer self-resentment drives off the highway and crushes past the border line lanes and he's car is surging down the cliff in rapid speed.

It's getting hot and Mr Zhong can feel it. The roads are bumpy and Donghyuck stupidly removes his seatbelt having his red tearful bleeding eyes already set on a tree. He's ready to crash into. 

With determination Donghyuck prepares himself for impact his eyes balling out blurring his vision.

"Hyuck… Hyuck…"

Mr Zhong's ears are sharp when hearing it. Hearing the soft breathless echo. From Donghyuck's eye vision, Mr Zhong sees a ghostly appearance of a hand holding onto the staring wheel… holding onto his hand. Mr Zhong's eyes snap all around until he spots you on the ground (that you supposedly passed out on).

Your lips are dry, your body is flat on the floor, however your eyes are filled with tears when wearily looking at the screen. Mr Zhong makes out your hand that's slowly balling in a fist and by instinct he can feel that Donghyuck can feel it as well. You intertwine your fingers with his.

Donghyuck feeling the tingling sensation presses his foot sharply on the break! pedal causing the car to come to a dangerous sharp stop with the tires raging on and burning up with smoke emitting all around the car. Donghyuck nearly flies off his seat but he grips the wheel tightly especially when still seeing your hand on his.

The car stops a few gaps away from the rough branched tree, but Donghyuck's isn't even focused on that as his breathing rises with his eyes firmly on the hand wrapped tightly in his. He turns to the side and the ghostly appearance of your bloody image is what he sees before it fades away.

“Y/n…” He breaks out into a breathless cry, laying his head on the staring wheel.

In the center, heads rise when noticing the red lights disappear before the white light flickers back on giving control back to the mind. The sadness team comes together to allow Donghyuck to cry- quickly getting back on track to allow Donghyuck to not lose control again. Mummers go around, but Mr Zhong has his eyes fixed on you. The others can't hear it, but he can. He can hear it because Donghyuck can hear your soft whispers in his ear. 

"Please, don't do it. Live...for me...please. Hyuck…"

While the coordinators in the room weakly take control of the system, Mr Zhong looks to the screen of Donghyuck's eyes. Donghyuck glares at the empty passenger’s chair and whimpers out your name. Mr Zhong moves to your corner before anyone can see you and he places you in his room leaving the door open. “Why is it so dark in here?”

He ignores you and carries on doing what he was doing. “Rest up.”

Donghyuck falls asleep on the couch again, too lazy to go to his room and too drained to move. After having a full on blow cry of his life, he got out his car when it refused to start again. The car was busted. He walked up the rocky cliff making it to the highway again. His mind not even on the fact that he just lost his car. He felt numb of emotions and his throat was sore. Walking wasn't such a bad idea as he got to slowly recall your weak figure...bloody figure. He got teary eyed again and allowed himself to cry out on the road as he walked meekly on the side. How could he go on without you being there? He couldn't. And that's why, when feeling your presence tonight he wanted to continue feeling it forever more. By the time he got to his house, he crashed on the couch and instantly got induced by sleep.

Mr Zhong monitors everything until he feels sleep take over and Donghyuck is passed out on the couch. Mr Zhong looks at the blank screen being worn out. Now the Dreamers in Dream Land are taking over in giving him something to dream about. Tonight was challenging. If it weren't for you, Donghyuck would've died. As if being summoned Mr Zhong turns his head around when seeing your walking figure. You're dressed in all white again and you sit on the chair next to him. 

"I told you to rest." Mr Zhong's voice isn't sharp like before, but it's stern and on the quiet side. 

You nod your head slowly, fumbling with the ends of your sleeves out of pure anxiety. "I did. But I couldn't bring myself to sleep. Mr Zhong... I wanna understand what's going on. I'm lost out of my mind and you're the only one who I believe I can talk to."

Mr Zhong turns his head to you and sighs. "What you don’t know won’t hurt you. Besides, you have to leave his body. Let's take a walk."

"You said something about me being a lover. That I’m tethered to Hyuck. Is this heaven? Am I supposed to be here?"

“You’re not supposed to be here, which is why should leave.”

Elevators are Mr Zhong's way of movements you take note. The moment he thinks of it, by a second there's already an elevator door that presents itself. Just like him, it's a darkened grey almost black color. You stand beside him and the elevator goes down and away from the white center room. “Why are you the only one that is coated in darkness?” You question, and as you expected, he doesn’t answer you. By the time the elevator opens up, you see the outside. You follow right behind Mr Zhong on the darkened streets of the neo colored place.

"I’d believe that I’m inside of him if his insides looked all brainy and stuff. So, where are we really?” You pose confused while looking at a place that looked much more like a city then a mind or brain or all bloody.

"The less you know the better. But for a little insight, everybody is different as they should be. If you want brain and blood, just ask and I’ll take you to the real interior of Donghyuck. Right now, we’re in the interior central. The Dreamscape City. You know how some people are, structured, punctual, disciplined and focused? Well Donghyuck's being is like that. Everything that Donghyuck is, his personality: the things he likes, dislikes, traits, smarts, kinks, special places, basically his whole conscious is here in an organized collected city. I call it Cyber Dream, just because of it’s tech style. But everyone here knows it as the pit of Donghyuck or Dreamscape. If you like, you can call yourself a figment of Donghyuck’s imagination." Mr Zhong answers as he navigates himself through a busy street. You’re not far behind from him trying to hear everything he’s saying. He really doesn’t seem to like you. But that’s the least of your concern.

You rest close by being enchanted by all the flashing lights and different buildings and skyscrapers with enchanting names such as; ‘New Things I learnt Encyclopedia’, ‘Guilty Pleasures town’, ‘Music-Phoria home’, ‘Skates City’ and more. What attracts you more are the people.

Your eyes do a double take almost every time when you notice that the people.... probably all of them are lookalikes of Donghyuck but with different hairstyles and clothes. Just like the nurses and the people in the Core room, most of them just have blank faces, or eyes or mouths. Your mind easily grasps these things and you feel like your brain might explode from how weird everything is.

"Figment of his imagination? Dreamscape," You mummer out. You smile when recalling how much of a brainy tech nerd Donghyuck is even internally. “That’s my Hyuck,”

"Everything that he breathes lives here." Mr Zhong nods his head. "Night time. When Donghyuck sleeps, he's left to dream by The Dreamers in Dreamland. They're the ones who coordinate his dream and guide him to a dream or not. While he's out, his Mind, Body and Core begin to rest up. We don’t sleep, we can’t, instead we rest. That basically means the people who work in his Body come out here, the people who work in his Mind come out here and the Core people come out here."

You and Mr Zhong go inside a yellow building called, The Commune, with high shelves, comfortable lounging spaces and such a cozy warm place, the place has such a comfort feeling. Going to the top floor, you and Mr Zhong walk past some people who are seated on the one seat couch or tables as they read quietly or talk together. There’s such harmony. Mr Zhong leads you outside where there are some tables and chairs, but even outside still looks so nice and impressive. You and Mr Zhong draw to the rail and sit on the high stools there, getting sucked into the sporting lights and peaceful sights of the Dreamscape City. The illuminating night sky as well, draws you close and into everything. The night sky is composed of stars that look like objects and faces… little white dots in the sky. You smile when you see your own face.

"Don’t get too comfortable." Mr Zhong breathes out and you face him taking in the structure of his hard face. He's got soft slightly plumped lips, a firm jaw that holds up his face proudly, high cheek bones, slit eyes that are partially open and his hair is a midnight black... just like his whole attire. A very...not so much Donghyuck look alike.

“How come you look so different?” You ask. “Everyone here looks like Donghyuck but you-”

“You’re different too.” Is his response. You don’t press much into it, as you see him giving you such cold eyes. He breathes out again rolling his eyes, as he thinks on how to break down everything to you. "I know you don't like hearing this, but you're dead. I'm sorry," Despite his words sounding sincere you don’t like how he looks at you, or the fact that he doesn’t appreciate your presence with him. “And you have to come in terms with that fact, because it’ll help you get out of here faster.”

You let out a soft breath. There's no denying it now, because you believe it yourself too that you’re dead. But you don’t even know where you are? So why is he so eager to have you out? “Honestly, you keep telling me I’m inside of Donghyuck, but I really don’t even understand anything. If I’m dead, why am I here?”

"When people die, good or bad, they go to a waiting place. Where they wait for their judgement and verdict on hell or heaven. In their waiting place, they're like spirits who wander the earth. With physical eyes you can't see them or feel them, but they can see and feel you. You're supposed to be there right now and your spirit is not supposed to be here. But Donghyuck has done the impossible, yet again." Mr Zhong's lips halt and he looks away from you.

“Yet again?” You question. “What does that even mean?”

“Tell me, when you were hit by that car, did you feel your spirit going…”

Thinking back, you recall how your soul felt like it was getting out of your body. “I actually did feel that.”

“That was your spirit already taking flight from the pain. So I don’t know how he did it but… your spirit was drawn to him before you could walk off to the ‘bright white light’. What do you remember?”

“Dying.” You answer honestly and sadly. “But nothing else. I woke up here thinking that I woke up in the hospital. What do you mean when you say he’s done this before? Is that why you’re here and look diff-”

“Stop asking questions, listen.” Mr Zhong wastes no time in allowing you to speak. “For now nobody seems to know that you’re here, let’s keep it like that. The best thing I can tell you now is that if we work together we’ll be able to get you out of here before it’s too late, and before everyone begins to notice. You see now, they aren’t even looking at you.”

“What kind of best news is that?” You furrow your brow. “And what do you mean-”

Mr Zhong groans out being annoyed. “What do you mean this- what do you mean that- you ask too many questions. Do you think you could listen for once in yourlife?”

“That’s because I’m trying to-”

“If I tell you that Donghyuck can’t move on and that’s why you’re here, will you be able to understand that?”

"He can't move on? I mean what do you expect… I just died." Although your tone is saddened, your questions are endless, but if it’s answers you want, then you’ll get them. One way or another, even if he’s being difficult. “Well at least tell me about this place and why you want me gone so bad?”

"You see, the people here are all Donghyuck's self-made conscious. They're all born with purpose. For example, everyone in this building is tasked to read or socialize over matters that Donghyuck wonders about. One of the popular discussions in his head is whether we have 1 butt or 2 butts-”

You laugh, remembering how you and Donghyuck would argue on end about the said subject. He'd bring up points you've never even thought about and it was always such a discussion with depth- rather then it being silly. You stop laughing seeing Mr Zhong just staring at you irritated.

"The place where you came out of- is like the neck of birth. All of the time, it's Donghyuck being born again with a new trait and that trait moves on to its assigned Member. Now the problem is, you haven’t been assigned, which ultimately makes you a lover. Someone that Donghyuck has kept because…” Mr Zhong stops himself before trying to find better words. “Because he doesn’t want to lose you. There are 3 types of Members here, namely: Mind, Body and Core." Mr Zhong sticks out 3 fingers. "Mind members are the ones who initiate thoughts and strategies, analyzing, thinking, making plans and short term memory or long. They are the ones who fuel this place up with ideas and ideologies, they make up half of Donghyuck's conscious. Typically, they're the ones who work all over. They monitor him as his spoken conscious, they monitor eyes and ears. You know the little thoughts in your head, or the feelings you suddenly feel when you're with a person, or that one voice you speak to in your head by yourself? That's the Mind members.”

You nod you head. “What department are we-”

“Well maybe if you stopped talking I’d be able to fill you in properly without jumping and skipping. His sharp tone has you leaning back and silencing yourself. “Body members are the desires and cravings of this place. Anything they desire or lust after, they fuel to the body. The mostly deal with his senses of touch and movements. Meaning for example, if Donghyuck started liking yoga, then there are yoga body members who are born and have the necessary knowledge on yoga. Naturally the Body members main station is down to the body below the neck, but from time to time the Organs and Nerves system will come up to build awareness for new things that Donghyuck's body has started liking. And then we have the Soul, but commonly known here as a Core members, this is my department. Considering you touched him, this is… your temporary placement."

“My-” His sudden sharp stare has you shutting your mouth discontinuing your question.

"Core members work in the Upper room, they control room whereby we're in charge of his purpose, his meaning to life, his intelligence, his personality… we incorporate together with the Body and Mind to create Donghyuck as a whole. While the Mind members are everywhere of his conscious, the core makes up 1 half, just as the body makes the other half. The one mostly in control is the Mind, second in charge is me, however other times the body is stubborn and refuses to be third, so it’s tug and war sometimes. Especially if what the body wants to do is stupid.” Mr Zhong explains.

“You talk as if the Mind, Core and Body have a spokesperson,”

“They all do. I hope you don’t get to meet them. Your task should be to get Donghyuck to move on.”

“Again with this.” You huff and look away.

Mr Zhong stares at your side profile. “Tell me something. You’ve been here for a week now-”

“A week? It hasn’t felt like a week, it feels like literally 1 whole day.”

“Time moves quick here.” Mr Zhong brushes off quick and continues in his speech. “And that should let you know that you’re losing your chances of a quick escape.”

“Okay. I understand that I’m dead. I kind of understand that Donghyuck doesn’t want to move on that’s why I’m here, but I don’t get your constant need for me to leave asap.”

“Because you’re different from everybody else here.” He states.

Staring back at him, you want to bite your tongue back but the words don’t stay in. “News flash you’re also here and you’re the only different looking guy.”

“And you think that’s nice? You think that it’s a good thing being here?” He questions sternly, his voice being so threatening. His anger is bright and clear in his eyes, but… something in his eyes evoke this… pain… hidden so deep. “Call me what you want, but I’m trying to help you. It may not look like it. But really I am.”

“You don’t even like me.” Your mouth let’s out again.

“No I don’t.” He admits. That makes you feel some way. “But Donghyuck loves you. The Mind, Haechan loves you, and Body Sun loves you too. Donghyuck as a whole loves you, more than anything in this world, he loves you. Heck he was even going to die because he didn’t want to live without you. Listen here Y/n, just because I don’t like you, doesn’t mean that I don’t want what’s best for you. And believe me, leaving is what’s best for you. Going to heaven… or hell, is best for you than being trapped in here. The longer you stay here, the harder it’ll be to let Donghyuck go. You’ll be like me.”

You want to ask what’s wrong with that, but the way he’s going on and on has you feeling that being like him is bad. Aside from his facial difference from all the other Donghyuck’s around, you do notice that he’s the only wearing black. Of course you see others in black clothes too- but he’s black has an eerie vibe to it. His hair black, eyes black, clothes black, even his complexion, against all the black makes him look incredibly angry… dark.

“Take what happened earlier tonight. I don’t know if you’ve noticed but the Mind members are kind of lamenting and mourning your death, and by doing that they’ve given us temporary control of Donghyuck. We need to keep Donghyuck in check all the time now. While we were in control of his thoughts. His Body, just wanted to die, like I said he didn’t want to be third so he took control. Hence the room turning black. We lost Donghyuck to the control of his Body, and at times that can be the most dangerous of situations to be in. Basically, this period in Donghyuck’s life will be tough, because he has to let you go, so that you can be free." Mr Zhong slowly nods his head. He doesn’t know how you’re taking the news, but he’s trying to be honest with you, without letting you know too much.

“I don’t see what’s so bad about that.” You mumble looking away from him. Mr Zhong rolls his eyes. “For someone who’s also inside of Donghyuck, you really don’t embody anything that he likes. I bet you’re probably the one that takes over when Donghyuck and I argue.”

“I actually do. I think Donghyuck can do way better-” He shuts his mouth hearing you scoff angrily. “You’re scoffing? Didn’t you cheat on him?”

You suck in a sharp breath and look at him in astonishment. “That happened a long time ago.”

“Yep and it’s still the main reason why you and him argued.”

“I didn’t cheat on him. He caught me in a bad time with Jaemin.”

“Mhm. You’re dead now so it’s pointless. You’ll no longer argue about that.” He nods his head not convinced by your statement, at the same time puts you back in your place of death. "Thank you by the way.”

You’re still so high from the conversation, that you furrow your eyebrows when he suddenly says that thank you. “Thank you? What are you thanking me for?” You grumpily say and try to ignore the mini argument you had.

“You brought the Core out of the influence of the Body. I bet it wasn't easy, however you handled him well."

“This is crazy,” You blink your eyes to the stars above. “I just wanted to spend the rest of my night with Donghyuck, but now a week has passed, I’m supposedly dead—there’s just so much going on. And it all feels like a really long nightmare that I can’t stop. And you’re just so annoying and infuriating.” You shake your head and scoff. “I just wanted to touch him and hug him and just..."

“I get what you’re feeling, but complaining won’t do anything.” Mr Zhong, this time, gently interrupts causing you to huff in air and sulk. “Despite not liking you, I feel everything that he feels for you.” Mr Zhong turns his head in your direction. You're looking at the stars. He can only hope to get you out of here as soon as possible. “If you want this nightmare to stop. You need to get out of here and occupy your own spirit. Your spirit needs to go and rest in it’s rightful place.”

You ignore him and just look at the stars. Your mind blank. This can’t be real.

“I can’t risk the others seeing you, so I’ll need you to hide out in the Upper controls room, preferably in my room.” Mr Zhong gets up. “There’s a meeting I need to attend.”

“A meeting?”

“Yes, with all the other elements in Donghyuck. Our discussion is on the accident that happened. We need to head back so that I can make it in time and argue for you.”

“Can I come?”

“I just told that you need to lay low and hide out.” He grumbles. “So, no. You cannot come.”

Despite what Mr Zhong said, you find yourself with a mask over your face and large hoodie that you accidently stole from The Commune you were in. While Mr Zhong goes on leaving you in his room, you end up leaving and following some of the Core members into an auditorium like building. Where the meeting already seems to be in progression between:

Body, Mind and Core.

The names that Mr Zhong didn’t want you to know, you now know when associating yourself with the 3 members who stand at the center of the whole room. There’s ‘Sun’ (The Body), Mr Zhong (The Core) and Haechan (the Mind). One in all white (Sun), another in all grey (Haechan) and Mr Zhong in all black. The other two look a lot like Donghyuck and you can almost feel a connection to them both.

All of them are representatives. Sun and Mr Zhong report to Haechan. Haechan is in control of Donghyuck’s entirety. Sun and Mr Zhong work separately yet together to achieve the full personality of Donghyuck.

The Core’s representative is of course Mr Zhong. He stands on his own podium, looking to the rest of the present core, mind and body of members inside of Donghyuck. “The events of some night ago hit us all gravely. Donghyuck nearly drove himself to death. And that was because he was under the watchful eye of the Body members, while the Mind went into a crying cave. Donghyuck nearly tried to commit suicide. However, the Core was able to get Donghyuck back to his senses and allow him time to grieve. So, as this period in Donghyuck’s life seems to be one that is tragic, I suggest, we’ll give him a few days of grieving, before he can slowly return back to his habitual patterns and daily life. We wouldn’t want him to rashly commit suicide again.” It seems like a reasonable plan to get Donghyuck back in motion, yet the Body and Mind are opposing. “I suggest perhaps a period of 2 weeks, before we can allow him to move on-”

The Body’s representative, ‘Sun’, however has a loud mouth when speaking. “Firstly I apologize for my rash decisions. I know we were all overwhelmed and all just wanted to die. I shouldn’t have pushed that agenda. But, I don’t have to be the one to remind you and everyone else, that something happened that night. We felt the presence of Y/n. A ghostly hand belonging to her. A soft voice reminding us to carry on. She was there.” He states firmly. “Y/n was our everything. To have her there was a sign that we should… we should seek her.” That gets the crowd murmuring by that ghostly presence.

The one thing weird about being in Donghyuck’s mind, is adjusting to how everyone looks. While some only have ears and nothing else on their faces, others had Donghyuck’s full face, however they had unique looks, their own purposes and weren’t exactly like the Donghyuck you fell in love with. So, as you watch ‘Sun’ speak with so much passion towards you, your heart hurts… to think that you’d never be able to see Donghyuck the same way again is something that you find… weird. You’re inside of him and are surrounded with his traits and several personalities, but not one of them embodies all of those traits. While you can fall in love with his individual presences, you can’t fall in love with him as a whole anymore.

“I felt it too. And not just that night, but I… it sounds weird but I feel her here. I know she’s watching over us.” The Mind’s representative, Haechan speaks. It’s the first time he’s speaking. And instantly hearing his voice and seeing his facial expressions, you know that this… he’s the closest thing to Donghyuck. Why? The way he looks and reasons just highlights so much of Donghyuck.

It’s him. Heck… he’s even called Haechan. Your sunshine… “Hyuck,” you lowly call out.

Not expecting his ears to rise a little, his eyes turn to the side… he freezes on spot. You. The mere eye contact you make with him has both of your hearts beating rapidly fast. You can’t take your eyes off of him, you can’t stop looking at him. You swear that his emotions begin to enlighten… just as much as he seems much more attentive to you. You want to hide, just as Mr Zhong told you to do just in case someone saw you… but it’s so weird. You can’t look away from those eyes. The same eyes you fell in love with is now looking back at you. You watch as the tears fill his eyes… His lips tremble. “Y/n-”

“Haechan.” Mr Zhong calls quickly when noticing that Haechan staring into the distance. And of course a part of him is not surprised to see you there. Of course you’re here, you followed him. Idiot.

“Why else…” Haechan leans on the podium, his eyes flickering to yours once in a while. “Why else would she appear in the spiritual sense to save Donghyuck out of the blue? It’s crazy… but… I think she’s here.” While Mr Zhong’s eyes enlarge, the crowd at large gasps in astonishment. “Some nurses reported back to me that she was here… I don’t know what to make of it, but if she’s really here… then it’s a sign for us to keep her here,”

“No.” And that’s where Mr Zhong’s problem starts. While he’s the only different looking and only different person within Donghyuck’s head, everyone in here still respected him, however when it came to making decisions he was out numbered, by the number of little Haechan’s and Sun’s who’d all think the same. “Or maybe if she is here, it’s for no other purpose except to help Donghyuck to move on.” Mr Zhong tries to reason.

“I call bull on that shit.” Sun shakes his head. “Haechan is right. Something is happening. We as the body have been doing Yoga and we found out about all types of spirits and energies that can enter into a person when you call upon them. I think we should try that for Y/n.”

Mr Zhong shakes his head with disbelief. “What the actual hell did you just say? You want to summon her spirit?”

“Yes.” It comes as a surprise for Mr Zhong as well as you when everyone in the auditorium nods their heads and chants out ‘yes’!

“In fact I think if we do it right, we might even bring her back to life-”

“That doesn’t make sense!” Mr Zhong tries to cut out through the noise. Even his own core members were agreeing to this. “Do you guys realize that by doing this, you will ruin her spirit- and her chance to get true peace?” Mr Zhong stresses out, and that’s something that gets your attention. “She doesn’t belong here with him. She belongs wherever spirits go when they die.”

“If we’re all here why can’t she be here?” Sun enquires.

“She’s meant to be here. And if she already is here… maybe she’s scared… maybe she… maybe she wants to come out but she’s scared that we want to chase her way.” Haechan speaks again softly. Your head turns to the gloomy looking Haechan who’s so depressed when speaking and even when looking around. His eyes linger on yours again- and you feel all sorts of vulnerability. His eyes always had that affect. “I think it’s good if we’re gentle in this matter not to scare her.”

“No.” Mr Zhong’s voice breaks the peace everyone is in. Everyone in the crowd looks at him like he is going mad, they ignore him and slowly begin to chant:

‘Gentleness-’

Your head turns around to all the faces, ears, eyes, mouths, and generally everyone seems to be in agreement. Of course they are, they’re all Donghyuck. Sun takes center position and lifting his hands up. “I think it’s best to make a vow. That if we see her we should vow to never forget about her. To make her feel welcomed and that we don’t plan on letting her go. We vow to never move on without her-”

“No!” Mr Zhong bangs the podium yelling out. “For heaven’s sake! This is not a game. This is a gamble with someone’s spirit. Plus this isn’t something… something that everyone has agreed to.”

“I’m about sick and tired of you refusing to accept her.” Haechan equally raises his voice. “Maybe it’s you she’s afraid of. Maybe she feels unwelcomed by your energy. Cut it out! Can’t you see that we all miss her, can’t you feel just how near she is-”

Mr Zhong stands up in defending himself. “This isn’t something that everyone has agreed upon-”

“Can you hear them Mr Zhong?” Sun gives Mr Zhong such an attitude and holds his hand to the crowd causing them to let out an ear piercing scream. “They’ve spoken.”

“No they haven’t.” Mr Zhong solely fights for you. But yet, you can’t understand why he wants you gone so bad. Especially if Haechan and Sun are giving you a chance to stay. If you’re here, it surely means something… It’s what Haechan said. “This isn’t a democracy, this is someone’s life, spirit on the line. If you do this, there’s no going back. Haechan,” Mr Zhong looks to the Mind. “Right now, you’re just sad. You’re not thinking straight. If you allow this to happen, if you make this vow, you’ll be repeating a mistake. Should I be the one to take you to long term memory? Please. I’m begging you. I’m trying to prevent that. Please.”

Very subtly, the Mind, Haechan, looks to you and his heart quenches up. It really is you. There’s no denying it now. Your eyes are clear and he knows what you’re feeling… He’s just as confused of you being here… but how can this be? Is he dreaming? Normally, his colors where bright and bubbly and had a balance because he also looked after Donghyuck’s heart and everything else surrounding his energy. When the Core and Body found no agreement, he was the final decision to everything. The Mind is always the bridging gap between the Core and Body. However, as Haechan’s eyes are grey and brown, it only shows how much your death has affected him deeply, intensely… progressively that he doesn’t mind making a terrible decision.

“Please don’t be afraid to come out… I’m here.”

You blink your eyes a little, the tears slipping more before quietly getting up and leaving the auditorium. Haechan too follows your going figure. He wants to chase and follow after you- but Mr Zhong is in front of him. “I need to go.”

“No you don’t.” Mr Zhong stops him. “Please Haechan. The unconscious part of you knows better than anyone what bringing her soul here means. Or do you need me to go and find the memories for you so that you can see-”

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I need to go to my room. Tomorrow is Friday. There’s a speech we need to prepare. Remember?”

[Friday, 10:45 a.m.]

Donghyuck isn't feeling too well as he leans on the wall of your once bright lively bedroom. His eyes are on the ground to a box of items that belonged to you. Your older brother Taeyong found it fit to give him some of the things you cherished. Donghyuck squats down and begins picking, moving his hand around the box looking for something particular- "There is it." Donghyuck pulls out a ring...

A promise ‘purity’ ring. This was on your body last, your finger before they removed it. Just looking at his makes his eyes water... How could you be gone? Just like that, how could you go? He sharply sucks in his breath when hearing the bedroom door open.

"Hey," It's Taeyong. "We're about to start."

"Cool." Donghyuck wipes his eyes. "I'll be down."

Giving him a moment to pull himself together, Taeyong walks out your old room first and then goes down the steps. This house once used to be a home filled with so much love and care. But it only took your parents dying, also in a car accident, to break the foundation of the family. Taeyong, Mark and you were siblings who loved each other so much and dearly, yet once your parents died something shifted in all of you. There was a lack of connections or understanding between you all. While it was evident that Taeyong tried to bring his siblings back together and become the man of the house, he couldn't find himself being strong for both you and Mark. While you and Mark confided in each other and got closer, Taeyong drifted further apart from the both of you as he made sure that you both went to good schools, colleges and even found good work. Under Taeyong's guidance, Taeyong managed to afford a student accommodation for Mark because Mark got a scholarship in a top university. Just like Mark, you also achieved good marks and got a bursary were they paid your full tuition as well as housing fees. Happy to have sent you and Mark to good schools, Taeyong was able to look after the house and move out, leaving it as a treasured piece of their family. Their parents were buried in the backyard and he only saw it fit to keep it as a memory house, as a personal cemetery for their family.

However, upon your passing, Taeyong sits outside with tears in his eyes. He never wanted you to die, he still wanted to send you off into a good marriage with a good man, he wanted to see you give birth to many children and be happy, because even though he failed to get closer to you he still loved you as his little sister. But now you're gone and can only look at your coffin that's in the middle of the backyard.

Mark is seated on one of the chairs alongside a few of the distant family relatives and your friends. He hates the feelings he's feeling. But there's nothing for him to do except stare down on the ground while some of your friends play a lovely song on their violins to slowly start the ceremony. The instrumental is so good that it takes him down the memory lane he had with you. He remembers the last time he spoke to you, you were jubilant and excited as ever for getting a job in a nice office of a company that you had admired for long. Credit Insurance Company. He recalls how joyful you were and how everything you spoke about was almost like reminiscing on your life... It's like you knew that you were gonna die. Because Mark can still remember your last words. 'Goodbye Markie. Hopefully the next time we see each other I'll be covered in all white, head to toe full of riches.' You only meant it as a joke of how rich you were going to be, but now it's the last thing he'll ever remember from you.

Donghyuck sits next to Mark absorbing the somber feeling and nonchalant feeling. It doesn’t help that the violin fuels into the pain he’s feeling in his soul.

Taeyong gets on the grass setup of an alter with flowers and pictures of you, while your coffin is stacked next to your pictures. "Thank you for that beautiful symphony. It was a masterpiece. This was my sister’s favorite song. She loved music, specifically the instrumentals because, she could always hear the unsaid words that were said. She always connected to instrumentals. I bought her... her first ipod and the first song she had on it, Near to thee my God. A song that was played at our parents’ funeral. I hope… that right now.." Taeyong gulps down the lump on his throat and looks at your body. "That she’s near to them…”

Taeyong shakes his head.

“Thank you all for joining us, in this ceremony. It's not fair that we’re here in memorial of my little sister. We should’ve been here to celebrate, but we’re here in remembrance. Gone so young, gone too soon. Life, another shit show. It's not fair that she's meeting mum and dad in heaven. It's not fair that she's left us behind. It's not even fair that we're here in honor of her death. It’s just unfair. Even though I'm her brother, her brother who barely spoke to her, I loved her so much. In times when I thought of her, I remembered the small things. The arguments we'd have about how much she hated cheese burger but loved cheese and she'd always nag that tomato is a vegetable, but it was a fruit. Her random topics being too… She was so dumb, but yet so intelligent." Taeyong finds himself bitterly chuckling and sniffing. "She always lit up the room, always had something to say. Whenever she’d step in, you’d know that she was there. Even if we hardly spoke to each other, she always made me happy with her presence. I think Mark can agree with me that she was the pride and dearest of our family. The best gift I've ever gotten was having a baby sister who I could look after and make sure that she kept smiling no matter what. I love you Y/n. Where ever you are, I love you, and I wish I told you that more."

Mr Zhong standing right next to your coffin watches you as you're seated on the floor looking up to your brother with so much admiration. It's true you never spoke a lot, but it's also true that you loved him so much. You always wanted to make him proud and not make him disappointed for sending you off to school- he gave up on school so that you and Mark could make it far. He had lots of self-hate because he thinks he drifted far from you, but he didn't even know that he was the center of your pride. You stand up and move closer to him and focus when you wrap your arms around him-

Mr Zhong watches the effect of the hug and what it does to Taeyong. Right on the spot Taeyong bursts out crying, only irking you to cry more as you whisper how much you love him and never hated him, and how much you looked up to him. You thank him and give him a kiss on the cheek. Taeyong can feel this presence like a warm blanket coming over him. He moves to his seat not being able to handle the overwhelming warmth coating him and little whispers of your voice saying you love him too.

Next up, Mark gets on the pulpit a little wobbly. It only takes one look at your coffin for him to begin crying and releasing all the tears he tried to hide. He doesn't know why he can't stop himself from crying, but Mr Zhong watches how your crying has an effect on Mark. You hold him tightly while he cries and you cry so much.

Taeyong gets up and moves forward to his brother, giving him a firm hug and never letting Mark go, Mark shakes his head in denial and can't even make out words when feeling so much sadness come over him. You join in on the hug that your brothers have, and from the side Mr Zhong has a somber face. He hated funerals. He hated them with a passion. But it was a law, a mind law that even when you die, you have to be present at your funeral to see the people who love you one last time before you'd get all ties with them. So while his eyes get watery by your tears and your brothers tears, he has no choice but to keep standing by your coffin with your body in a white dress. He sighs when Taeyong and Mark move over to sit down. A friend comes to speak, says short tearful words about how she knew you were her real friend. A distant family member speaks of your enthusiastic behavior, another group of friends play an instrumental in tribute to your love for a specific movie, and then next on stage is Donghyuck.

The one you’ve been waiting for. The reason why your life began to make sense after your parents’ death. The one who said love and you knew what it meant, took you out of that broken place you had placed yourself in, kissed you and you knew who you were. When you were lost, you simply looked into his eyes and you knew who you were because he was there. He has always been there for you. You feel like you’ve betrayed him, because you left. You left him all alone.

Donghyuck’s hands shaking uncontrollably pull out a white piece of paper that he wrote on the days you died. He tries to keep his cool but just seeing two of your brothers break down as well as everyone who you had a close bond with, only has him shaking and trying not to fall apart too. "In loving memory of my girlfriend. Maybe I’ll start by saying I’ll never regret loving you. But I must say, I wish things turned out the way we wanted it to be. I would never know what love was until you brought me the definition. You were there in the right time and place and time, you saw and you opened my eyes to a whole new world. That’s why I’m unprepared to let you go. You mean everything to me. I am not prepared to see you like this… in this coffin. We had plans, a bucket list to cross of. Growing old together, getting married, having kids, getting to open up each other more. Maybe along the way we would’ve gotten tired of each other, but in all the years I’ve been with you, even after arguments, I’ve never gotten tired of you. I love you. But now, I see you in white, inside a box with all our broken promises. I’m not ready to let you go. I don’t want to say goodbye. I don’t want to move on. I want to acknowledge all the feelings you made me feel, I never want to let you go. I am glad that I opened my doors for you because you gave me a lot of reasons to continue living even though I was hurting. Remember when I was on the verge of giving up on life and … you saved me? Just like always you came to my rescue like a shining armor. It was surreal. You told me to live. But how am I supposed to live when you’re not here anymore. Please if you can, show me a sign again. Show me that you are near. Y/n, I prayed for you to come back. I need you to be back here with me, with your brothers and friends. But… I know it’s impossible. Because the cold hands of death snatched you away from this cruel earth. This earth doesn’t deserve you, but why did you leave me? Don’t I deserve you?”

Donghyuck gulps when his tears block his vision.

“Since you passed away, life hasn't been the same. If I could, I would move to heaven just to be with you. I would turn back time to have you here on earth with me again. The time we spent together meant the world to me, your laughter and your precious smile always made my heart beat- even when we fought. It always took 3 minutes to make everything alright again. We always came back to each other even though we’d drift apart. I remember those times because it made me feel that whatever I’d do, or what you’d do could never break us apart because we always knew the way back to each other, to try and fix it. " Donghyuck shivers and grunts lowly when his eyes get blurry. "No one will ever know, what it's like to lose someone who’s saved them countless of times from destruction. I miss you... I want to move on, but I can't. I can't move on when you're not here. I won't find another one because you'll always be in my heart. Maybe I will, but I don’t want to. I only want you. I’ve only wished it to be you."

Mr Zhong shakes his head when hearing Donghyuck declare the words that would be your entire existence.

“No one will ever know what it’s like to lose the love of your life just when things were only getting to the best parts. Because I was there when that cruel car drove into you and took your breath away, Y/n, it didn’t have to end that way, you still had so much life. But if it’s this way, please just come back to us and let us say goodbye properly. I’m sorry for this to be the end of our love story… but I know you’re not gone. You’re still here. Inside of your brothers, of your friends, of family, you’re also inside of me.” Donghyuck sniffs. While Mr Zhong is in the corner disliking the words that Donghyuck is confessing, you’re on the ground holding tightly onto his torso.

Mr Zhong sits through your funeral, watching your friends from school an internship place speak such wonderful words about you. He watches how your body is sunk into the ground, everyone being a crying mess… you really had an impact on people. He watches family bid their last good byes, he watches your brother and Donghyuck spend a few more minutes around the spot they buried you. He watches how they’re the first ones to throw a shovel of dirt onto your coffin. Everything feels too real for you, but you’re in a mass crying hysteria as everything unfolds. This is not at all how you imagined your life to end, so to see this all happening is unreal. Mr Zhong watches as the people begin to pack up, how your brothers don’t move from your spot- Mr Zhong watches it all. His own eyes glistening with tears. Day turns to afternoon, and afternoon turns to night…

The last person remaining in the burial sight is Donghyuck. Taeyong and Mark are in the house preparing some food. Donghyuck is seated on the ground watching the place where they buried you. The next day they’d continue to place the rest of the burial ‘ornaments’. For now he can only look at the soil that has covered up the grave and coffin. His mind is blank of emotions.

Meanwhile you’re next to him laying your head on his shoulder. It takes you focusing all of your might into just holding him, but once you get the grip you never let him go. Donghyuck can feel it… he feels a strange sense of comfort by the warmth over his arm. He doesn’t try to move afraid that it might go away… instead he uses this moment to speak to you.

Mr Zhong knows that inside of Donghyuck, it’s Haechan who is in control right now. “Y/n… are you… are you here?”

“Yes I am,” But he can’t hear you. Just the wind blowing.

“I miss you,” He carries on but stops himself when the tears come rushing out again and he’s crying so much. Your own eyes are already puffed up from crying heavily after hearing all your family and friends lament on your death. Mr Zhong disappeared a while ago leaving you alone on the surface with Donghyuck. So to hear him cry, you know that inside Haechan is crying whole heartedly. Literally.

In a shift, a blink of an eye you see Donghyuck get up. “Hyuck,” You call him. “What’s wrong? Where are you going?”

You can’t hear it, but for some reason you know that he’s having internal conflicts again… as he paces back and forth and trembles and his eyes literally look like they’re thinking. It’s all because you were inside of him, you know how everyone is operating there. He makes a rash decision when he suddenly and swiftly punches himself in the face! He falls on the ground and you gasp- what was that. You move to his side trying your hardest to do something from the outside. If Mr Zhong is doing something in there to prevent another ‘Donghyuck shut down’ then perhaps you can you also do something out here. So with all your concentration, you place your hands over his shoulder and you stare at his face that’s in anguish and distress.

“Hey, Hyuck,” You lowly say… Donghyuck’s ears aren’t prepared to hear the spiritual world, but he does hear your voice. Instantly that has him frozen. You keep looking into his eyes hoping he can just stay focused on you- but his eyes shift around- an indication that he can’t see you, but he did hear you… “Please calm down,” you try hard to let him hear the words… and… surprisingly he crosses his legs and nods his head.

“Okay,”

You breathe out, having him back for a bit. You stay with him, this time wrapping your arms around him as you straddle his waist. Hopefully he can feel that… he can.

“Hey Donghyuck, supper’s ready,” Donghyuck doesn’t want to snap out of the daze he was in when hearing your voice and sorta feeling this embrace around him. But as Taeyong calls he sighs out when instantly everything he was feeling, vanishes away. He gets up and heads into the warmly lit home with Taeyong and Mark and takes a seat with the brothers and eats…

You take a seat on the table simply watching them eat. Your heart mourns and aches to be this close to them. “It’s time to go back.” Your head snaps to the side where you see Mr Zhong standing by the corner of the kitchen as if he’s in the shadows. “We have to go back.”

“Can’t you just wait for a few minutes?”

“No I can’t. It’s urgent we move now.”

“How do you expect me to go when my brothers and boyfriend are still wounded?” You question not budging.

“For once in your goddamn life can you just stop asking questions and follow me.” Mr Zhong, frustrated, grumbles. “Come on.”

“Do you guys… feel it?” This is Mark who asks. Both you and Mr Zhong freeze and turn to him, wanting to hear what he’ll say. “Do you feel how empty it is in the house without her?”

Taeyong nods his head and so does Donghyuck. Meanwhile Mr Zhong stomps to the table and grabs your hand. “Let’s go-”

“Let me go!” You yell trying to force yourself away from him!

“Did anyone else hear that?” Donghyuck questions, but this time Mr Zhong doesn’t stop until he’s pulling you off the table and into his personal elevator.

“Gosh! Why do you have to be so infuriatingly frustrating!” You yell out spinning around grabbing your hair. The anger soon turns to tears watching the lift close and your brothers and boyfriend disappearing from your view. “I just want to be with my family. I just want to be with them.”

Your crying doesn’t phase Mr Zhong nor does it stop even when the doors open back into the room of the core members. Mr Zhong picks you up and drags you to your room… well… his room. It’s dark in here. Like a punishment. You can see nothing but pure darkness. It’s an abyss and you’re afraid of it. Mr Zhong leaves you there for 5 whole minutes. That’s how long it takes you to stop crying and begin to fear the dark. Thank goodness he comes back, the little light emitted from the door way makes you immediately stand up. However he crosses his arms.

“Because I can’t trust you out there I’m going to leave you in here-”

“What?”

“And the next step we, we as Donghyuck’s core, will try to get him to move on, because this already looks like an unhealthy way to deal with losing someone.”

“You can’t do that-”

“I can.”

“No you can’t-”

“Watch me.” Mr Zhong voices aloud. “You’re not supposed to be here, the faster he moves on then the better. If you can’t help us with that, then we’re doing this without you. Stop leading Donghyuck on.” Are Mr Zhong’s final words to you.

You’re a little too late to react when he shuts the door and you’re swarmed with internal darkness all over again. You leap off the bed and run to the door trying to unlock it and shake it- to no avail it doesn’t budge. It starts off with you yelling for him to let you out! Before it turns to you banging out the door! You begin to get paranoid yelling and banging! Minutes turn to hours very quick and you’re met with no response. You don’t know how long you remain in the same position before paranoia turns to tears and you’re now wailing in the dark room. And then, like a good cry always does, you fall asleep.

Donghyuck finishes eating and thanks Taeyong and Mark for the meal, before he heads on home. Without his car, he opts for transport services. However, selecting what address to put, he contemplates between the club (Sun’s doing), the park to clear his head (Mr Zhong’s doing) and home (Haechan’s doing). While inside of him they quickly try to verify what action to take, it’s decided upon going to the park. That way, they can try to have another meeting on Donghyuck’s next turning point- instead of simply just rushing in to anything and everything.

Looking at the time, it’s past 8 pm and the little twinkling lights shine blending in with the aesthetics of the park. There seems to be a self-made concert of a guy with what looks like an electric guitar. Donghyuck simply walks by to hear the words that captured his attention:

‘I can’t go back now, nothings the same. But I won’t forget how you called my name? So will you remember me? Will you remember the way that I was? Will you remember me? Will you remember the way that you felt when you were next to me? Will you remember? Do you remember?’

Donghyuck finds himself taking a seat on the grass along with the other singles/couples scattered on the grass as they listen to the guy sing with his slightly raspy voice. The guy goes on to singing a few more songs, before he opens up his eyes that had been closed since Donghyuck came. “Thank you,” That gets the little crowd gathered to applaud for him. Donghyuck is surprised how instantly when the guy gets up, there aren’t girls swarming him with how good his vocals were- he’s just in shock how the guy gets up and begins walking away. Taking his chance, Donghyuck follows him. This being Sun’s doing, as he’s also been interested in singing and would love to hear this guy’s inspiration and would also like to thank the guy. “Hey, man, dude,”

That gets the strangers attention as he turns around curiously, to see if they were calling him. And upon seeing Donghyuck he smiles gently. “Oh hey,”

“What? Aren’t you going to wait for tips after your show?”

The guy’s smile turns a bit shy as he scratches the back of his neck. “Nah, I don’t really do this for the money. But if you’ve got some tips, I’d gladly take them,”

“I’d feel awkward handing you money in cash, it’d kinda send a suspicious message,”

“I get you,” The guy chuckles. “My name’s Jeno, I don’t usually get ‘fans’ running up to me, so I assume you don’t know who I am. What’s your name?”

“What an introduction,” Donghyuck tries to stay upbeat and positive even though his smile is tired. “Well, I’m Donghyuck, some call me Haechan or Sun,”

“You must be a ray of sunshine then,” Jeno enlightens.

“Me? Nah, I’d say your voice was the sunshine in my dark world,” Donghyuck admits… a bit weakly.

Jeno sees the sadness that passes through Donghyuck’s eyes. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were flirting with me,”

“Not really,” Donghyuck gulps looking down, trying to control the sudden knock of tears. He exhales and tightly smiles looking up. “I actually buried my girlfriend today. Hearing you sing just brought me to a place. Uhm, yeah,” Deep. Is all that Jeno can think as he listens to Donghyuck. “I guess I just wanted to acknowledge you for that,”

“I guess music really does have a way to connect people together,” Jeno smiles sadly too. “Even though she’s my ex now, I can’t imagine ever losing her to death. My condolences.”

“No biggie,” Donghyuck shrugs it off, clearing his throat. “Thanks for that,”

“I may not know your girlfriend, but I bet you loved her,” Donghyuck can only swallow back tears giving a brief smile. Jeno pats Donghyuck’s shoulder. “I was actually headed to one of my pal’s get together, wanna tag along? Might help you to relieve some stress,”

Donghyuck finds himself chuckling a little. “Not even gonna call this pal to make sure it’s okay?”

“The more the merrier,” Jeno smiles nudging his head forward as a sign that they should get going. Donghyuck doesn’t mind following along with Jeno. Throughout the walk Jeno talks about his ex girlfriend and how she cheated on him, and he was really depressed and as a way to de-stress himself, music came to him and allowed him to free himself. Donghyuck listens and wonders to himself if he’ll ever move on-

No.

He hears in his head. It’s not even an option. Why should he let you go especially knowing that there’s no one who will ever make him feel the same way as you? Why should he let go when he won’t find another like you? Why should he let go when he’s promised and dedicated his life to you? Why should he let go when you were his everything? How do people who break up begin to let go so easily? Is it because they were never in love- or because they found another? Donghyuck shakes his head, there’s no point in moving on especially if he didn’t get any closure.

It's very clear to Mr Zhong that Haechan and Sun are more in control of Donghyuck’s eagerness to not letting you. It’s clear that he might have to prepare himself in seeing you everyday. And that’s not an option he likes. So finally when Jeno and Donghyuck arrive to the ‘pals’ house- Mr Zhong actually gets thrilled when seeing the familiar face of Jaemin.

Y/n’s quote on quote fling.

The house is big, there are a bunch of guys and girls not exotically all over each other, but in a friendly state of a gathering. Donghyuck over hears something from Jeno as he comments that it’s a birthday of another friend- but Donghyuck could care less, especially when Jaemin also catches Donghyuck’s eyes.

Both have a deep stare down and instantly Mr Zhong takes front and center and immediately activates anger. Donghyuck’s lips twist in anger just as Jeno picks up on the tense atmosphere. He holds onto Donghyuck’s chest and with an arm around his shoulder he forces the ladder out of Jaemin’s equally engraved bitter eyes and to the kitchen.

“Am I missing something? Do you know Jaemin-”

“F-”

“She died because of you.”

Jeno’s ears are sharp when he turns to Jaemin who sucks in a breath after following them. Donghyuck turns around his eye twitching. “I beg your pardon? What did you say?”

“You heard me.” The teary red eyes of anger stare back into Donghyuck’s eyes as Jaemin balls his fist. For a very long time his thought about this encounter. Ever since hearing about your death over social media when one of your brothers posted that- Jaemin could only think of the last conversation you had with him. “You killed her.”

Donghyuck pounces but Jeno stands between the two hastily. “Yho yho Jaemin calm yourself, it’s Renjun’s birthday and he doesn’t want any of this.”

Jaemin is far from hearing that as he stares into Donghyuck’s eyes infuriated eyes. And Donghyuck isn’t even in the room anymore as his full focus is on Jaemin. “I buried my girlfriend today. Don’t forget that, she wasn’t your girlfriend, she was my girlfrien-”

“Cut that bullshit. She’s dead now all because of you. And you know what, she didn’t have to die- but you-” Jaemin stresses looking pain stricken. “You. It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t called her out that night she would’ve still been alive- matter of fact if you just gave her that space instead of always suffocating her then maybe- just maybe would she still be-”

“Excuse me? What the hell are you on ab-”

“God you’re so full of yourself.” Jaemin tries to step forward but Jeno’s hand stops him. “I loved her and she loved me. Do you honestly think- no do you really believe that she was happy in that claustrophobic relationship you provided her? Are you shitting me? You gas lighted her-

“Jaemin-”

“You filled her head with shit. Kept hurting her, manipulating her thoughts to think that she needed you at all times. You’re so controlling that you didn’t even realize that she was getting sick of you-”

“Listen here dude you know nothing about our relationship-”

“Oh but I know plenty pal,” Jaemin cries stuffling his anger. “You think you were good for her? Shit, you were draining and knowing now how possessive you are over her- I can just imagine the loniless she endured while being with you. Do you know she called me when you’d sleep? Or do you even know how much she cried to me? Do you even know where her heart lied truly? No. Because you continuously put her down. Continuously limited her. You didn’t know that girl like I did. You did not know her. She couldn’t even get out- always waiting for you and whatever you’d say.” Jaemin sniffs in blinking the tears away. “You selfish bastard, you kept her all for yourself and still have the nerve to claim her after death-”

Donghyuck has always been considered as a weak fighter- yet when he lands a punch right against Jaemin’s jaw! No one sees it coming, and that fuels Donghyuck to pounce on Jaemin and rattle him with each of his fists while his eyes wreak havoc in tears. By now there’s a crowd formed, howls of urgency just as Jeno and a bunch of other guys hold onto Jaemin and Donghyuck separating them. In the end- Donghyuck points a deadly finger at Jaemin who’s on the floor panting out in rage. “You know nothing about us. I loved her more than anything and I know for a fact that she loved me too. You weren’t even present at her funeral so what fucking say do you have over her life- If anything you were annoying- you still are annoying. Don’t you ever, EVER, speak of her again. You filthy piece of shit.”

Donghyuck passes by the flabbergasted faces of guys and leaves the house. After a heavy and teary walk where he constantly talks out loud blaming Y/n for dying. His feet find him in a 24/7 store as he buys liquor. He chugs it down shaking his head at the overwhelming thoughts pouring in his head from meeting Jaemin. This is the first time he’s confront Jaemin. Mr Zhong is glad that he can ‘pollute’ Donghyuck’s mind to the point where Sun and Haechan are both grieved and trying to believe that really Y/n is innocent. But it’s hard to believe that, especially since all that quote on quote crap came from Jaemin.

Y/n’s fling.

This all started a year ago when your relationship with Donghyuck began getting a little rocky. You became distant, and within the time of you being away from him, you met Jaemin. At this point only heaven knows what you’ve told Jaemin. Because ever since you patched things up with Donghyuck- Donghyuck began seeing a lot more of Jaemin around you. Seems like Jaemin had caught feelings. Donghyuck would note how you’d try to hide Jaemin away-  but Jaemin was very vocal about how he felt towards you. Hell knows what you’ve done privately with Jaemin, but even the little thought of it makes Donghyuck boil. Because now you’re gone. Now you’re dead and all the answers he wants to get, he can’t get them because you’re a whole spiritual platform away from him. “How could you do this to me!? Was I really suffocating you? Then why’d you stay with me all this time? What was the point of us getting back together if your heart lied with him? What the hell was he talking about? Y/n! Why? Why? This isn’t fair.”

Getting home, slurring his words and mumbling curses to you and Jaemin’s abomination relationship. He enters his dark room.

You’re awakened when hearing a cry. By now darkness becomes your second vision when you open your eyes and still find yourself in the same dark place. But yet.. you still hear a cry. It’s Donghyuck’s cry. Why is he crying?

Feeling sad and sorrow filling you up, you think of how to get out of the room, and how to get to Donghyuck in order to help him out. You don’t like hearing him cry. Why is he crying? Meanwhile Mr Zhong on the other side of the door is with the others as they formulate a ‘Moving On Strategy’, but he doesn’t know that as you’re on the other side, miraculously you think of something…

If Mr Zhong could do it, then so can you. He mentioned something about the cyber dream being part of Donghyuck’s thoughts… imagination… So without any delay, you try your hardest and begin building in your head. You construct something that you’ve seen him use to teleport you places. That elevator…

You’re already in the elevator when you open your eyes again. Just think. Think. Where do you want to go? The elevator begins to go up high and you have to keep your self-balanced against the side when it gets rigid and shakes a little too strongly. Steady. Steady. You remind yourself while picturing Donghyuck’s room. Taking in a deep breath you allow yourself to focus and concentrate on getting the elevator to Donghyuck. Actually you don’t know why you suddenly thought of Donghyuck’s room… but it seems like the crying if from there.

The first thing you hear when the elevator door opens up is sniffing. Despite the time being 18h26 pm, his blinds shut out any light- creating a pitch back room- only being lit up by his phone’s brightness light. The room is similar to the way it was when you were in the Organs and Nerves center. You step out the elevator and carefully tread on the carpeted grounds of Donghyuck’s room. If you still had a pulse, a heartbeat, you’d be able to feel your emotions going all over the place. As soon as you see him, his disheveled appearance slouched and face so stiff in sadness, you get a headache from how stupid you’d been to have died.

Why did you have to die? Why? You were his everything… You were his, and now that he’s gone you just feel this cold atmosphere around him. Getting in front of him you bend down, holding onto his knee- only for you to nearly fall as you pass through him. You can smell that he’s drunk. You can smell that alcohol. Great. You can’t help the little squeak that leaves you, the little squeak of frustration as your head lightly throbs that you can’t touch him. Watching him in the face, and how he doesn’t even react to you is just another slap in the face that you’re… no longer living. Looking at his somber face you feel your throat clog up.

“Hyuck,” you blink when seeing he’s looking at your picture on his phone. “I’m sorry for leaving you,” You try to hold his face, but the way your ghostly hue flows past him has you just kneeling in front of him in pure and pitiful sadness. “Hyuck,”  

Your sweet voice drowning in the silence as your eyes take him in.

Your arms keep passing him but right now you feel so close to him in the sense that you’re actually here with him. You can’t just be here and he doesn’t acknowledge you. You want him to acknowledge you…

You want him to feel you…

You just want him to look you in the eye and not be sad. You can’t stand this. You can’t stand being in him when outside he’s hurting. You don’t want him to hurt anymore.

Concentrating with everything in you, you brace yourself to touch him again. This time you tell yourself that you will. If you did it before at the hospital. “Feel me…” You can do it again. “Please,” Your fingers get a grip on his face… just a tingle and he instantly reacts.

Gasping out loud and looking around, you smile a little more as the rest of your fingers slide past his face until your whole hand is against the side of his face. “Hyuck…”

“Y/n?” You’re happy that he calls out your name, only except he doesn’t look at you or acknowledge your presence. He’s probably just having a reflex again. That doesn’t stop you from sliding your arm over his leg as you get back taking a seat next to him.

“I’m here,” You tilt your head to the side, willing yourself to wrap your arms around his torso. “I feel you Hyuck,”

His reaction to your touch is subtle as he stiffens and quietly breathes out. Can he feel it? Can he feel you?

“Can you feel me?” You whisper looking up to his face. “Look at me babe,”

He let’s out your name again from his lips sniffing. His eyes an ocean of red veins with tears dripping out. “Are you… Are you here with me right now?”

“Yes,” you nod your head a smile breaking out of your lips. “I never left you,” You place your hand over his chest rubbing it. Surely he can feel it because he places his own hand over his heart and bites his trembling lip. “I’m here,”

“I miss you so much,” He cries and shuts his eyes. He can’t hear you, but he can feel you. “I miss you so much…”

“I’m here,” You whisper out sniffing.

“No you’re not here… Jaemin was right,” He cries, and you hesitate a bit when hearing the foreign name. “I should’ve never came to see you, maybe you’d still be alive, maybe you’d-”

“It’s not your fault,” You mummer sadly listening to him blame himself. You gulp and shake your head rubbing his back. “Hyuck please stop, it was never your fault.” But he continues to speak… it’s when you understand that although he can feel you he actually can’t hear you.

“I wish I was there when you took your last breath. You took your last breath to a bunch of strangers and I wasn’t even there to… be with you.” He sniffs, hiccupping. He unpleasantly leans on his knees trying to control himself and his tears. “Were you scared? Taking your last breath, were you scared to cross over to the other side… you were alone. So alone. And that fucker blames me for suffocating you. Is that how you felt? Is that how you really felt? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Is it better that side? Is it better wherever you are?” He runs his hand over his hair. “Are you really here with me? Can’t I… follow you?”

“No.” You get on your knees and assuredly hug his knees. “Hyuck please don’t talk like this. It hurts me to see you like this. It hurts without you. It hurts not being able to live,”

“Are you… really here?”

“I am baby,” You grip him tighter. Even though he can’t hear you, you’re just filled with joy by his presence. “And I don’t plan on leaving you, so please, please Hyuck,” just stop talking nonsense.”

“You’re all worn out Donghyuck,” he faintly chuckles to himself. “You’re even hearing her voice,”

Your ears perk as he speaks. Kneeling down but facing him, you touch his face. Caressing him. “I’m in you Hyuck. I’m here,”

He scoffs. “Was that crap Jaemin was talking about true?”

“What?”

“Did I really suffocate you? Did I hurt you? Did you always call on Jaemin when I slept- was he the one you hid from me? Why didn’t you tell me anything- why didn’t you just fucking break up with me, if I was always on your case- why are you here? Why aren’t you with him? I hate that you’re gone. I hate that you left when you could’ve been alive. This is all my fault.” Donghyuck drunkenly sinks on his bed crying out. You’re just confused about everything he busted out. What was going on in the surface? Did he meet Jaemin or something? Did he really speak to Jaemin? What was Jaemin even saying- the anticipation killing you.

His eyes open up… his pupils slightly enlarge. Your eyes go all over his face and you can only wonder what he can see. He sits up on the bed still looking shocked. And this time his eyes don’t budge from yours. “Hyuck?”

His lips part and he freezes. “Y/n?” He carefully calls your name. “Is this real?” He sucks in a sharp breath. “You’re really… hey…” His eyes water up and he gently smiles.

“Hey,” You bite your lip feeling teary eyed.

“Y/n? Babe? Am I hallucinating-”

“That’s enough.” Like a shadow emerging from the darkness- a hand grips tightly onto your arm yanking you back into the shadows.

“Stop!” Of course it’s Mr Zhong. In his black suit, he gives you no time of his attention as he just drags you. You grip and try to pull away but his durability is great compared to your weak state. “Hey!”

You’re thrown on the floor of the elevator- his elevator and the doors close. Getting up you’re cross faced towards Mr Zhong however, your eyes take in the scenery of Donghyuck standing up on his feet in his dark room. He’s stationed in place with his arms lightly out. He pulls his curtain open and looks around his room. Your heart aches when you watch him bury his head in his hands before getting down on the ground shivering and another unruly cry escapes his already raspy throat.

“Have you lost your mind?” You now yell at Mr Zhong being furious. “Have you lost-”

“No the real question is, have you lost your damn freaking mind?! Why only now when we’re trying to get him to move on past you? Why are you here? Do you not understand how dangerous it is for you to be up here? What is wrong with you? Do you actually know how much risk you put yourself in when you continue to engage with Donghyuck this way-”

“I don’t care! I don’t give a damn because I’m just as broken! I’m just as sad as he is. That’s my boyfriend. I died and left him alone-”

“So why are you here!” He infuriatingly lets out, not minding that it actually hurt your feelings. “Why are you here? You should be dead!”

“I’m here because he needs me!” Holding back your tears you push him back when he gets too close. “He clearly needs me and you’re stopping me. You can’t stop me-”

“He doesn’t need you! What could he possibly do with you if you’re dead? Be depressed? Be sick? Die and follow you to the grave? Exactly. You have no place here. And that’s why you need to leave now. When you leave you’ll give him room to move on. Your presence here is holding him back-”

“I don’t want to leave him! He’s mine and I am his!” You stand your ground against him who’s just making you feel all sorts of anger. “I love him! I just want to be with him!”

His cheek pops out as he shakes his head folding his arms. “Well too bad. You just earned yourself a week in the cellar. If you do not want to cooperate with me then I’ll get you out of here by myself.”

“What is wrong with you? Why can’t I just-” The elevator door opens up and he’s back to grabbing you not paying mind to a word you say. You try to tell him to stop but he’s not letting you go. He drags you all the way to his room and tosses you inside, locking the door behind him, leaving you alone in his dark room. You huff and puff bang the door. But he doesn’t come back for you. Leaving you all alone.

Donghyuck returns back to work, melancholy and quiet. A few people from work greet him and pat his back just as others wish him well and pass their condolences. He sighs when nothing eventful happens throughout the day. He ends up going back home with the lingering thought of what occurred last night. Not the fight between him and Jaemin… but how he saw you. Or at least he wants to believe that he saw you. But he was drunk… there’s no way.

Another day passes, uneventful with him going home and sleeping. Another day passes and he feels so very alone and cries the whole day before getting up to go to work. He visits your grave, but nonetheless, he is troubled deeply. Mr Zhong inside is satisfied that everything is going according to plan. A few more days of melancholy will bring Donghyuck to slowly move on from you. And it so happens that when Donghyuck visits the grave again, he sees Taeyong.

“Oh,” Taeyong acknowledges Donghyuck. “How are you Donghyuck?”

“Hanging in there,”

“Yeah,” Making small talk with each other, they spend a good amount of time reminiscing on you that Donghyuck finally decides to open up something. “I… I’ve seen her a few times.” He meekly lets out while looking at your tombstone. “I’ve seen her a few times... even felt her. It’s like… she’s still here,”

Taeyong doesn’t respond immediately. He lets the words process before he can speak. “That night… after burying her, when we were eating… I felt her presence. It was like she was in the room with us. I don’t know what to make of it, but… If you feel her, then it should be a good sign. Maybe she’s looking after us before she… goes. Lucky you,”

-

It's sitting in the darkness of the room for several days and nights that has you feeling angry. You know what you have to do. You have to get back to Donghyuck. This guy (Mr Zhong) can’t keep trapping you down here.

If you can concentrate really hard then you might be able to get out of here. If you concentrate to the extreme you’ll be able to see him again. Only except everything in this room is dark and just so hard to see anything appear. You feel all kinds of annoyance gnawing upon you. But you hold yourself steady trying to think of an elevator again- or any means of escape. “Please let me just go to wherever Donghyuck is.” It’s only when you hear a pop(!) do you rapidly open your eyes when hearing the wind. Instead of a room, you’re actually outside. But it doesn’t appear to be the real world, instead it’s it really looks like the dreamscape city, only that it’s filled with clouds and buildings of all shapes and sizes are on the clouds. You turn your head back and forth hoping to see someone but you don’t. “Hello?” You logically call out.

“Yes?”

Snapping back and forth to find the source that is heard everywhere you look up to the pale orange bright sky. “Uhm, hi? Where are you?”

“Everywhere,” He clears out your thoughts. “Welcome to Dream Land, where every night we provide Donghyuck with a dream.”

Dreams… You can work with that. “So, what can I do if I want to be a part of Donghyuck’s dreams?” The silence follows for a few minutes, before you ask something else, not knowing if it’s ignoring you or what. “Can I be a part of Donghyuck’s dream?”

“Log in a file with Dream Corp and we’ll process it before Donghyuck arrives.”

“And where can I find that?” You furrow your brows. “And what do you mean before Donghyuck arrives?”

“Jump off.”

“What?”

This time the silence is everlasting. “I guess I’m jumping off.”

But just as you’re about to jump off- you take notice of you see him…. You see Donghyuck. You can’t believe your eyes, but you begin running towards him on the bumpy clouds. He walks to the edge just as your almost close to him and when he jumps you gasp but also jump after him. Thankfully your body clashes into his- and you grip him tight in a hug not letting him go. The wind blows and tugs on your body making you feel dizzy and sick but you hold on tight to Donghyuck. “Hyuck?” It doesn’t look like he realizes, but you see that his eyes are shut. Checking to see where you’re falling- you see the sky slowly turning dark before all of a sudden-

You’re thrusted straight onto a heavy ground. It doesn’t hurt like you expect it too- Donghyuck gets up still with his eyes closed and begins walking. There’s no time to adjust to your scenery or rather the pure blue sky with green grass blowing gently with 5 doors present for Donghyuck.

“Who’s in control?” You hear the skies asking.

“Sun.” A drowsy Donghyuck speaks.

“What door will you go through today?” The skies ask again. “We’ve got a quiet room, a nightmare seems to be brewing, a message from the angels and oh- Dream land informs me that Y/n has followed you.”

“In which… room will she be in?” You hear Donghyuck ask. As you walk forward to see his face, he doesn’t seem to be looking at you. Suddenly a thought comes inside of you to pick a door, where you’d like to speak with him.

Standing by a door, you hear the sky hum out. “She’s in room number 3. But beware, she didn’t pick an unoccupied dreamscape, she picked the dreamscape with the angels, so beware of Angels voices.

Donghyuck without hesitation follows to the room. You look at Donghyuck who opens up the door and you follow him.

-

“Where the hell is she?” As a nightly routine Mr Zhong enters your room to check up on you. Not seeing you on the bed he groans and walks in moving everywhere until he can determine that you’re not inside. Using his elevator he goes up to the surface and doesn’t see you in Donghyuck’s room. He comes back inside and furrows. He tries to sense for your presence but you’re nowhere around- he’ll be damned if he asks anyone if they’ve seen you. So he decides to go through some territories. The first is Sun.

Entering into the body territory he’s surprised to see what’s on the screen… is that… You?

“Sun what’s going on here?”

“We’re scheduled to be in Dreamland today, but you won’t believe who we encountered.” Sun speaks just as everyone looks too excited that they leap with joy around the body center. Mr Zhong shakes his head as he draws closer to the screen monitor- the monitor which reflects what Donghyuck can see in the Dream World.

You and him are talking… having a conversation. “What are they talking about?”

“We’re still in shock. We’ve been holding her here in place because his alarm clock is gonna ring in 10 minutes, we called Haechan over. He’s coming soon. It’s a shame he decided to make Donghyuck sleep at freaking 4 am in the morning, knowing very well that we need Donghyuck to rest up. The angels tried taking her away. What do you think this means?”

Mr Zhong curses. He can’t get you out of Dream Land by force, because he has no access there. How on earth did you get there? This is getting dangerous. If Haechan comes then-

“I came as quick as I heard the news. Where is she?”

“There.”

“Could it be? Is… is it really her?” He whimpers as he gets close to the screen. “Can I talk to her?”

“Yes, here.” Sun hands over the control to Haechan.

You watch Donghyuck’s head dip for a moment. “Hyuck? Hyuck? Is everything alright?” Sitting on the white blanket over the high grass, you just spent your time listening to the… angel… a huge white cloud covered in mist…. All the Angel did was stretch it’s hand towards you, repeating the phrase ‘Come home.’ You were so tempted to go… not knowing where, but Donghyuck held you back. The angel… kept saying ‘Come home’. And even now as Donghyuck holds onto his head, you wonder if he’s switching personalities from Sun to someone else… you hope it’s not Mr Zhong. So when he comes to a start you call: “Haechan?”

“How did you know it’s me? You still look so beautiful, my baby,” His teary eyes open and you smile holding onto his cheek. He holds onto your hand and kisses the inside of your palm. “You’re really here, I miss you so much, these past few days have been drowsy and lonely without you.”

“I don’t know how long I have until the dream is over, but I need your help Haechan,” You draw closer to him. “I know it’s going to be hard to believe, but ever since I’ve died… I’ve been here with you. Inside of your conscious…”

“You’ve been here? My conscious? That’s impossible.”

“Yes, every day I’ve been here. Close to you, hearing everything you’ve been doing. I fear that something is happening, they’re trying to make you forget me.” You nod your head trying to come clean. “I’ve been with a guy called Mr Zhong, and he keeps wanting me to get out of here. He’s in the Core-”

“Wait wait wait what?” He backs up-  “You had her all this time?” By now you know he’s not talking to you but someone else… in his head, as he looks to the side looking confused. “What do you mean she’s lying? Then who the hell am I speaking to? She said-”

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

You’re jolted to the side and suddenly… You’re back in the dark room. “What?” You get off the bed and wonder what happened? You run to the door- almost falling over when it opens instantly. Mr Zhong.

“I could strangle you to death right now.” He huffs and fumes. Holding his hand out, you watch on object appear. “I’m bounding you in chains. Because I can’t trust you.” You’re surprised when he holds onto your hand and chains you to the bed. You plead in shock trying to pull away. He gets tape and places it over your lips. You watch him walk out the room before a pit of darkness is formed. Muffling your cries you can’t believe that this is happening again. How long will he trap you in here? It’s not fair.

The next day Donghyuck awakes from a confused dream, he remembers seeing you and hearing you. He saw you wanted to go to the light but he held you back pleading you to stay with him. He goes to work, it’s a FrIday so the day drags as he’s got no plans.

Meanwhile inside of him, there’s a full on search for you.

Sun begin to ‘take the wheel’ and run Donghyuck’s body, simply because Mr Zhong is in a meeting with Haechan. Thus, leaving Donghyuck to be run by Sun. Who is active tonight.

Donghyuck finds himself in a bar. Dimmed lights, bass so low, alcohol and pool tables being the only source of entertainment for the few loitering people inside the bar on the casual Friday night. Donghyuck is obviously here for the alcohol to drink and just forget... and slowly pass into tomorrow. He doesn’t want to wake up. If anything he wishes to dream about you again. He doesn’t want to feel anything. He just wants to be numb and drink… It’s what the Body wants anyway. The pain of crying for your death is too much… they just want to be numb.

“Hey,”

Donghyuck looks up to the bartender… It’s Jisung. Unlike the other days when Jisung’s face is upbeat and ready for a conversation, he looks down casted, and Donghyuck can guess why. “Hi.” He greets back lowly clearing his throat that sounded so clogged and choked from crying. “Can I get a row of shots.”

Jisung nods his head.

“Regular or-”

“No.” Donghyuck shakes his head. “I want something strong. Really, really strong.”

“Coming right up.” He’s tempted to go, but after hearing the news and seeing all over his social media about your death, he sticks around. “Sorry about your loss man,” He pipes up. He’d recall how you and Donghyuck used to be tight. You guys would often come to the bar to celebrate together… in a quiet space, laughing and giggling, getting tipsy and touching each other till you’d both go home and do just what he can imagine. You were a pleasure in Jisung’s low key bar. He enjoyed seeing a young couple be together for a long time and staying consistent to their ‘Friday night bar night’. Not only did he know he’d get money on that day, but he also knew you’d grace him with compliments about how fine he looks especially when you wanted to make your boyfriend a bit jealous. But now seeing Donghyuck here all on his own, looking like shit is a representation of how he must feel inside.

“It’s cool.” Donghyuck quickly discards. You were friendlier with Jisung then Donghyuck was. “Can I just have my shots?”

But Jisung is in a caring mood tonight and opts for a conversation instead. “You know, I lost a friend of mine once, and I realized that drinking my pain away wouldn’t do much, so I-”

‘Why the fuck is he not giving me my drinks?’ Sun complains looking at the screen of Donghyuck’s eyes. ‘Ask him again.’

Donghyuck interrupts Jisung. “Look man, tonight’s just not one of those nights. I just want to drink.”

“Truth be told, you actually look like you need a chat. And all I’m saying is that I’m all ears-”

“Thanks for the offer, I’ll take it into consideration.” Donghyuck tightly smiles with no emotions in his eyes. “But may I please just have my drinks.”

Jisung takes the hint when seeing Donghyuck’s cold gaze. “Ayt, but just so you know-”

Banging the table furious and abruptly standing up Donghyuck grabs Jisung by the collars staring at him deadly in the eye. “I just want a fucking drink.” Grating his teeth, Donghyuck tosses Jisung back, leaving the poor guy startled by what just happened.

“Alright shit. I’ll get you your damn drinks.” Jisung stares shocked and eyes still in a daze. “Just calm the fuck down before you get beat the fuck up.” Jisung turns around still with an upset gaze as he fixes up the drinks.

“You know what,” Donghyuck doesn’t finish his sentence as he gets up and heads out. You weren’t here anymore it would be pointless to carry on the tradition without you. He’s just gonna go to the club.

-

“Come with me.” Is the first thing Mr Zhong says when opening up the door. He unchains you just by opening up the palm of his hand.

“Where?”

He ignores you and carries on walking. Trying to show him that you’re angry is pointless as he doesn’t even pay mind to your face. He steps in the elevator and you’re next to him before the doors close and suddenly you’re in a dimly lit place.

“I must warn you.” Mr Zhong speaks as he steps out. “The Mind’s layout isn’t as civil as the upper Core or Cyber Dream.” Mr Zhong places his hand on the handle of a door that reads ‘MIND’ and grips it tightly. “Stay by me at all times. And please, do not touch anything. That’s a warning.”

“I won’t.” You grumpily say, as realization dawns on you that you’re going to the Mind. Walking behind Mr Zhong at all times, you tremble with every step, as the floors shake. “Why’s the floor shaking so much?” You question and stand still when you feel another heavy tremor.

Mr Zhong sighs. “That’s not the Mind for sure, the Body is partying or something.”

“Partying?” You go on. “You could’ve just used your elevator.”

“Unfortunately here I can’t use much of my power, because this isn’t my domain or territory.” Mr Zhong fills you in. “When we’re in the Upper part of Donghyuck’s body, I’m in control. But from the neck downwards, this is the Body and Mind’s layers.”

Still following behind Mr Zhong, you take in all the aspects of the Mind, which is a literal bloody sight. The walls are hollow red with veins gauging out from time to time and blood being spilled before a few ‘workers’ in red… just with empty faces quickly come and clean up. Everywhere is red, veiny and just so flesh like. The deeper you go, the darker it gets. Maroon and smelling like his natural scent. Right now you feel so close to him even though you can’t see him. There’s a door that says ‘heart’ and you furrow your brows.

“Are we going in there?”

“You’re about to head into Donghyuck’s heart. Literally.” Mr Zhong is about to speak, but the space and area around gets darker then usual, not even the maroon bloody lights can light up the way to the door. “We have to hurry, the Body is doing things that I hate again.”

“Such as?”

“Drinking. I don’t know if you recall but Donghyuck once exposed to alcohol, large portions of it, he does crazy things.” You get a flash of Donghyuck drinking and you recall just how wild he was. Mr Zhong mumbles finally getting to the door. “A damn alcoholic.”

Just from opening up the door, you feel this deflated downing energy, everything is lifeless and your ears are exposed to weeping. You swear that’s one of the common sounds you’ve been hearing from Donghyuck. He’s just been a crying mess. Instantly you feel emotional and your eyes water up as well. Why’d you have to leave him all alone? The room is still dark but every once in a while it flashes a little maroon and then you’re able to take in the view. Just like the upper Core room, it’s spacious but instead of multiple little Donghyuck’s running around, there’s only one person seated behind a desk looking at screens. When you look at the screen you see dimed videos of your face, your lips, your laugh and how the specific moments shown on the screen remind you of special times you’ve had with Donghyuck.

Whether it’s holding hands and just looking up to him with innocent eyes. Or your muted talking as you smile at him. Haechan, The Mind seems to be watching it all.

There’s one where you’ve just won the scrabble competition (in which you represented your university) and you jump up high cheering on as the crowd around and your teammates also join in on the celebration. You can see Donghyuck from his eyes point of view running towards you yelling out in pure ecstasy and joy! Once he gets to you, he lifts you up so high that you begin laughing, and when he brings you back down, your lips and his merge and he holds you so tight. You recall how the week before you were so stressed that you deprived him of any kisses, of any attention just so that you could study and prepare for the competition. So to watch it again, brings a memory to your head of how thrilled Donghyuck was on your behalf.

Another video that plays on the screen in how you’re sitting on his lap as he plays video games. You’re on your phone texting your friend while he’s immersed into the game and talking to his friends over the microphone. It was just calm and simple, and then out of nowhere he kissed your cheek. “I love you, you know that right?”

“I know,” You smiled at him placing a kiss over his lips. “I love you too,”

One video captures your attention the most. It’s just your face as you’re sleeping. The room is a bit dark, but from Donghyuck’s eyes he can see you. He leans close and kisses your forehead. You hum out with a little chuckle.

“Babe just sleep,”

“I can’t,” he whispers, and you can tell he’s smiling. You can’t remember this at all, but just watching how pure everything looks as he draws closer to you and wraps his arms around you. Moaning and continuously pampering your face with kisses. “This is the first time you’re sleeping here in my room, and I’m just realizing how perfect you are for me,”

“Hyuck, sleep,” You giggle. “You’re pussy drunk,” you mumble but still accept his kisses on your face.

You can hear him laughing… “You were so good tonight,” he whispers. You smile to yourself, in faint remembrance, it’s the first time you made love to him. You were flattered the entire night, and he was submissively dominant with you and at the end, he couldn’t stop admiring and praising you. “I can’t believe how good you were,”

There’s a long pause of silence. “My parents would’ve killed you,”

“Why?”

“We had sex before marriage,” you mutter out. Donghyuck looks down to how your arms wrap around him and you get closer to his body. “I don’t think they’d approve,”

Donghyuck is silent for a really long time before he finally speaks. “The purpose of marriage, to my understanding as you’ve said before, is for emotional commitment. We’ve been together for like 4 years now. If we weren’t in love at that moment, then it was just going to be sex. But right now, tell me what you feel? Was it just sex?”

Donghyuck looks down to you as you look up to him with a little smile. You shake your head. “It wasn’t just sex because I felt safe. As in, I wasn’t scared to give you my whole body, my whole mind… my everything. I’m not scared or anything, because I know that you’re my lover, and I will always be there for you. The same way you’ll be there for me, right?” Your eyes look so hopeful.

“You have no idea how much, I just want to spend the rest of my life with you,” Donghyuck smiles kissing your lips as you kiss his again.

“I feel like I don’t want this night to end,” You lay your head on his chest and Donghyuck’s fingers play with your back and your head.

“Same here,” he mumbles. “So let’s make it official,”

That gets you to turn your head and rest your chin on his chest. “What are you saying Hyuck?” You laugh a little. “That was just so sudden,”

“You’re so beautiful like this,” he giggles, running his hand over your hair and down your face. “I’m saying we make it official. Courtship. Let’s just spend the rest of these months seeing what marriage would be like, and if you like, I’ll buy you a ring,”

You squint your eyes at him with a playful smile. “Dude, are you serious?” You laugh. “Is this like a proposal or something?”

“I mean, I can’t get on my knee now and propose can I?”

“Donghyuck,” You can’t stop smiling as you watch him get up. You too get up as you wrap the blanket over your boobs. Donghyuck sits up and reaches down into his pants. Your eyes enlarge when he gets out a ring. Thankfully, as you remember, it’s his own ring. “For a second there, I thought that was a real ring.”

“But then again, wouldn’t you want me to propose in a grand dramatic way?” He chuckles as he holds his hand out. You place yours on his hand and he kisses it looking at you. “Here’s my ring, this will be my commitment to you.”

“So much for a purity ring,” You giggle as you watch him place the ring on your index finger.

“It can still be a purity ring,” He pats your chin. “Just with a different meaning. We’ll wait again,”

“Hyuck this is huge,” You whisper, blushing and looking at the ring. “I don’t know if I’m saying yes because I’m dick drunk, or if I really want to,”

“That’s why I said, we’ll wait,” He lays back down, just as you follow him. You’re just giggling as you lay your head on his chest.

“Hyuck you’re crazy, right now you’re just crazy,” You’re laughing as you look up to him. “I’m just as crazy,”

“Crazy people get divorced even after promising each other that they wouldn’t.” Donghyuck says. “I don’t plan on making a commitment I can’t keep. Especially when it involves you babe,”

“Same here,” You whisper out. “I guess, till death do us apart,”

“Never,” Donghyuck shakes his head. “My love for you goes beyond that. Even in the next life, if there is one. I just want to keep loving you… and only you. No one else. I’d probably not be able to move on,”

Mr Zhong hears that, and he can remember that the Upper Core wasn’t in control that night, neither was the Body. The one in control was the Mind, Haechan. Mr Zhong reminiscences just how he was that night when Donghyuck was mindlessly pouring out his heart. Mr Zhong knew that his friend loved you so much, but hearing this confession, these were the Mind’s thoughts. He never knew it ran this deep. He thought it was just a physical attraction to you. That the Body, Sun, loved your body and was finally happy to have sex with someone. Mr Zhong didn’t know that the one in control of these recurring feelings was the Mind. It just explains how precious you are to Donghyuck as a whole. It also just goes to show how far Haechan was willing to go if he gave you a ‘purity’ ring. Mr Zhong turns to you, and you’re a crying mess. You’re crying silently and he can only guess that Haechan too is crying silently while watching this. He sighs. He already got in so much trouble for hiding you. There was no way now that Haechan would release you.

Your voice catches Haechan and he instantly presses pause on the video snapping his head back. Of course his teary eyes are red from mourning you, but when he sees you and Mr Zhong, his posture immediately straightens and he tries to act cool. “You’re here.” He clears his throat. “I was just…”

“Haechan.” Mr Zhong moves forwar-

“Were you really going to marry me?” You ask.

Haechan’s eye instantly go over to you. Your face still so real and beautiful. He nods his head. His voice coming out lowly, afraid that you’ll be taken away just like all the other times. This time he takes in your presence and beauty… you’re here. “I wanted to, I still do,” he tilts his head to the side as you get swamped in his eyes. “You’re just as beautiful,”

Your heart swells with such pain, and you gulp looking down. “Mr Zhong,” You turn to Mr Zhong, pleadingly. Mr Zhong can tell where it’s going, and he doesn’t want you to go there in that direction so he looks away from you and continues talking to the Mind.

“Haechan.” He calls, bringing Haechan’s eyes away from you and to him. “Right now we’re in a dilem-”

The ground shakes tremendously and Mr Zhong holds onto the chair just as Haechan keeps his hands on the desk. You meanwhile sway with the violent shake. It happened again.

Mr Zhong sighs. “Haechan, you know how reckless Sun is when he’s in control. Please. I came here to just talk to you about Y/n and how you have to let her go.”

“Straight to the point.” Haechan scoffs and looks away. “After hiding her away from us you just want to bring her back and then take her away again. You’re so full of shit.”

“You know what will happen if she stays here longer. I know it’s hard to-” Mr Zhong quivers when another tremor erupts. Shit. Donghyuck is probably in a club or something, drinking badly and the body is allowing him to do whatever.

“You know what Mr Zhong. I’m not in a mood to talk to you.” Haechan starts and presses some buttons on the keyboard trying to see what’s going on out there. Unlike when the core loses control to the body, the mind can actually gain control back. But when seeing where Donghyuck is, Haechan shakes his head. In a club. With several bodies jumping and bumping into him. And to make it worse, Donghyuck is tipsy. How much did he drink? “You said we should have 2 weeks of grieving. I can grant you that. But I can’t let go of Y/n,”

“Haech-”

“Bro she’s here.” Haechan turns around snapping. “She’s literally here.” His voice pipes down. “She’s not just some imagination like I thought she was. I thought I was going crazy, but man, she’s here. Do you know I felt when Donghyuck was about to die when going down that mountain in speed… and then I saw and heard her voice? Do you know how shitty I felt when Jaemin accused me of killing her? Do you have any idea how worthless I’ve been feeling these past days just seeing myself in the mirror? But the mere thought of her… Mr Zhong… just thinking of her, I’d feel whole again. That night when I first felt her hand I didn’t know what to believe. But then I saw her. I stopped Donghyuck from ending it, because of her. I thought she was just a... a figment of his imagination. But she’s not. She’s real. She’s here. I just want to be here with her,”

“You’re gonna regret it.” Mr Zhong whispers out of your ear shot and he gets closer to Haechan. “Do you want her to become like me?”

That seems to get Haechan upset as he pushes on Mr Zhong’s chest. You can only wonder what’s happening as you see the anger cross over Haechan’s eyes. “She won’t become like you.”

“How sure are you?” Mr Zhong clinches his jaw. His eyes deadly and even a bit tearful. “How sure are you that she won’t be st-”

“Because I love her!” Haechan yells out. “And times are different. She’s here for a reason. And that’s what I’ll keep my mind to.”

“Haechan yo-” Another tremor causes Mr Zhong to screech out in annoyance. He needed to get out of here and try and gain control of Donghyuck again to get him out of the bar and go home… but now, he’s just really upset that Haechan doesn’t want to consider his thoughts. “Fuck. I can’t stand this. I already told you that this isn’t up for discussion. I’m doing everyone here a favor. Afer 2 weeks. I’ll make her leave. Let’s go.”

“Can I just stay here for little bit Mr Zhong,” You ask gently still looking at Haechan. When he looks at you too, simultaneously you can feel like there’s a literal connection.

“No you can’t stay here.”

“But-”

“I said let’s go.”

“Come to think of it.” Haechan speaks up with his eyes turning to a glare when looking at Mr Zhong. “You defiled me by going behind my back and assigning her to the Core. Who made you in charge of her?”

Mr Zhong sighs. “It’s the fact that I knew that if you knew, or rather if anyone else in this place knew that she was alive in, that you wouldn’t let her go. I was protecting her. From this.”

“You don’t have to protect her anymore. She’s got her own conscious. Her own mind.”

“Let’s go.” Mr Zhong turns his back and walks to the door not wanting to argue about this.

Your heart is beating fast, but when Haechan’s soft gaze turns to you, as if telling to do what you must, you feel safe being with him. “No.”

“No?” Mr Zhong turns around in stun and surprise. He stomps to you, but you’re quickly pulled back just as Haechan gets in front of you. “Haechan get out of my face.”

“She said no.” Haechan’s low voice is nothing to mess with as he sounds threatening. “Last I checked. You’re in my territory. You’ve got no power here. So leave. Before I make you.”

“Haechan.”

“Mr Zhong.” Haechan calls firmly.  You peek from behind Haechan, and Haechan can feel just how your tiny fingers gently come up on his sides. He misses this. He misses this feeling. “I said leave.”

Mr Zhong clinches his jaw. He strides out with so much anger in him. When the door closes, there’s another tremor that makes itself known. But you hold tighter onto Haechan as his hands stretch out behind you making sure you’re steady.

Haechan’s fingers over you, and yours on his sides makes you feel good.

Even though you’ve always been around the others who look like Donghyuck, being alone right now with Haechan feels equivalent to being with Donghyuck. You just want to see his face. You want to feel him. To just…

“I just want you to be alive,” Haechan steals the words from your lips, as he whispers it to you. Still not being able to look at your face. He’s finally alone with you, but it feels so sacred.

“But I’m here,” you mutter and peek your head on his shoulder looking into his eyes. “It’s you that’s not here,”

“I am though,” That gets him to slowly turn around and longingly tilt his head down. “I’m the realist thing to Donghyuck. His spirit,” Haechan’s eyes that were clear are now glassy. You’re so real… He can’t believe you’re here. “But Mr Zhong is right,” He sniffs surprisingly himself when saying that. It feels good to have you this real in front of him. “You can’t stay here,” But he doesn’t want to ruin things.

“Why?” You shake your head, your arms still being around him as your eyes search all over his own. “Why can’t I be here with you, isn’t this better than actually being dead?”

“Is it,” He runs his hands down your face. “It fucking is.”

Once Mr Zhong gets to the Upper core room, he’s stunned when looking at the screen and seeing Donghyuck making out with some random woman... “You’ve gotta be shitting me. What the hell is the Body doing?”

But also down at the Body, Sun is surprised by the sudden kiss that Donghyuck gives to a random lady. Of course the lady is confused at first but then she gives into the kiss and has her arms around him. “That’s not us. Who’s in control right now?”

Haechan picks you up by your waist, as you wrap your legs around him. “I just want you so bad right now,”

“Have me all you want,” You’re breathless when kissing Haechan back equally as hard and longingly.

All the way in the control centers, Sun tries to stop the action of Donghyuck getting down on a girl. Mr Zhong watches as Donghyuck is hooked to the girl he’s making out with- it’s getting pretty strong as instantly Donghyuck’s hormones act as an edge for him to feel needy and lustful. And thus, the Core’s lights slowly begin to shut down… allowing the body to have full control of the erotic moment.

“We’re supposed to be grieving, what the hell.” Mr Zhong walks away, not wanting to feel any part of these emotions.

Sun in the Body center feels the heat just from the simple kiss turning to French, but he too wonders who’s in control of the heavy, needy, lustfully intention. He watches as the familiar lights turn dim showing that the body is not in control. Although he watches, he’s quite upset that it’s not Y/n that Donghyuck is kissing.

However for Haechan who’s full on hands with you, doesn’t notice the bright light shining within the mind, showing that he’s now in full control.

Donghyuck has no time to think, he’s thoughts are clouded by the steamy make out session that he has with the lady. They move from the dance floors to the public toilet, barely even walking straight and moving in a tipsy needy way to one of the stalls, Donghyuck’s morals are forsaken when he takes the girl in a seemingly loving passionate way. As he’s drunk it’s difficult for him to control or focus, but one thing he knows is that for some reason in this moment… he feels closer to you. You’re here with him. He can strongly feel that. Even though the little part in his core knows it’s not you, he still feels your strong presence.

Haechan places you on a table in another section of his own control center, your lips not leaving his once just as he unfastens his band and pulls down his pants till his waist. You pull your skirt up and remove your underwear, Haechan gently places his tip in between your wet folds before breaking the kiss and taking a peek at you. Your cheeks are a shade pink and you nervously smile. “Do you trust me?”

“Always,” Your heart beat syncs again as he keeps his grip on your waist, with his other hand on his member as it strokes over your wet folds. It’s the fact that he was your first and you’ve only done it once with him, but you still feel so cautious and nervous. Being here with him in... inside of Donghyuck, you still feel so much love and passion oozing out of him, and all the emotions are washed into you. When he pushes more into you, you arch your back and hold him closer.

“Hyuck,”

Donghyuck hears the soft whimper in his head, he hears your soft yelp and it only causes him to pull the random girl closer to him. His lips find hers, envisioning it as ‘yours’- but even though he envisions it – he still feels strongly close to you. Haechan takes control allowing you to feel much more comfortable as he moves a bit quicker. Donghyuck feels so much pleasure as he pounds harder and faster making love to you- even though he’s with a random person.

Even when he locks eyes with her all he can see in his head is you. He can hear you, he can feel you. He doesn’t know how, but feeling so close to you in this moment allows him to hold you close. Mr Zhong tries to block out the protruding thoughts that Donghyuck thinks over and over again. The moaning, the love making-

His eyes slowly enlarge… “The body is not in control right now… because Donghyuck’s drunk… that means… Haechan’s having sex with Y/n.” Mr Zhong cuss when realizing that disobeyed him and that you’re probably touching Haechan right now. “What’s wrong with this girl?” He gets up from his chair quickly using his elevator to go down to The Mind. Once the elevator door opens up, he speed walks along the long bloody corridor trying to reach to Haechan’s center quickly.

The random girl’s legs grip Donghyuck’s waist closer to her as he pounds harder and faster, getting sloppier each time she squirts. He’s weak, he can feel an overwhelming amount of pleasure. His eyes are tightly shut kissing the girl’s face off. But then-

All of a sudden he feels like he’s getting slapped. A sharp slap gets him falling out of the girl and on the floor.

“Oh- are you okay?” The girl asks slightly frustrated that she was close before pulled out suddenly, heavily panting, her legs shaking begging for more. She uses her own fingers to finish off closing her eyes angling her head upwards.

Donghyuck however is still in a trance. Did someone just slap him? He blinks several times to get rid of being dizzy, but all he can see is his stiffly hard cock popping. He gets up holding onto the sink. He tries to calm himself off. It’s strange how suddenly, he’s no longer in the mood to get off. Stuffing his stiff manhood back in his drawer and getting his pants up, he looks up at the mirror- ignoring the girl who’s finishing off by herself. In the mirror he sees himself.

Tired. Drained.

He calls your name silently when thinking back to what he saw and heard in his head. It’s like you where there with him. He could feel you, literally feel you. Woozily moving to the side, he watches the girl squeal out before another stream of cum leaves her throbbing pink pussy. It doesn’t turn him on, it only makes him feel sad, especially when the girl’s face is revealed. Its not you. He steps back, finding himself out of the toilet and eventually drunkenly passing by the crowd trying to get himself to go out.

The fast pace emotions and mind wondering what’s going on inside of him- he stops once he’s outside the club and hurls out on the ground. Some passers pull gross faces moving away from him, the bouncer of the club groans and grabs a handful of Donghyuck’s shirt before violently tossing him further away from the club doors. Donghyuck hits his head and suddenly he’s out of conscious.

“Hyuck,”

“Mh?”

“Hyuck wake up,”

“Hm?”

Donghyuck’s head is buzzing when hearing something… your voice. He jolts up instantly when pairing it to your voice, but… you’re nowhere in sight. Left and right he turns his head before wincing and holding onto his stomach. He notices that he’s somehow by your family old home, by the graveyard… wait… how did he get here?

Minutes before….

“No!” Mr Zhong grabs your hand forcing you out of Haechan’s grip. “No more!”

“Why the hell do you want me gone so bad!” You screech pulling your hand violently away from him just as he shuts the door to lock Haechan away and his elevator comes. “Why can’t I just be happy with Donghyuck-”

“Look around! This isn’t the fucking real world anymore.” Mr Zhong motions around when suddenly the elevator reaches the Upper Core room. Of course some core members are surprised when seeing you, but now, even though Donghyuck/Sun is drunk, it’s no secret that you’ve been inside of him for a long time. “You’re trapped here! The longer you fool around here, the harder it’ll be for you to get out-”

“And what if I don’t want to go out! What if I want to be here, inside of him!” Your eyes water up. “What if I don’t want to go- he buried my body ready to leave me behind… what if I’m afraid of leaving him, of leaving everything behind- of just… of just dying.” Weakly your legs give out as you fall to the ground when he tosses you in his dark room.

He’s about to close the door on you but you shed some tears saying something that has him frozen in spot. “I don’t want to go Mr Zhong. I don’t want to leave everything behind. I’m not ready to die. I don’t want to leave Donghyuck. I love him. I don’t want to go. I don’t want to die. I just want to love him… I just want him. I want my life back… I want him so much.”

Mr Zhong watches you on the floor balling your eyes out. The realization coming again that you’re dead and that really you have left the world. Silently he takes a seat on the ground allowing you your moment to grieve. He knows it’s hard. He knows what you’re feeling. He knows it all. He understands your tears and pain, it’s why he tries to cool himself down to speak to you more calmly.

“I’m going to tell you a little story.” He speaks in a whispering tone. “And if this doesn’t change your mind, I promise you I’ll stop trying to get you out of here.” He gulps. “If this story doesn’t change your mind, you’ll be stuck in here… with me. Like me. You’ll have Donghyuck, but it’s not as luxurious as it seems.”

You quietly exhale listening to him as that gets your attention. You look at him seated across from you. Even though darkness is second nature, you can still see him. And by his words, you already prepare yourself to stay with Donghyuck… Haechan and Sun, because there is nothing that he will say that will make you want to leave. You just can’t wait to stay with Haechan.

“Donghyuck was only 9 years old when this happened. He met a boy. An 8 year old boy. A foreign exchange student who moved from China to Korea. Donghyuck and the boy instantly clicked despite the language barrier. They clicked in such a way that the young boy’s parents were relieved that their son had made a friend. Donghyuck taught the boy how to speak and was just of much help to the young boy whenever. The boy’s parents loved Donghyuck. So it was only natural that Donghyuck and the young boy ended up becoming best friends who did everything together.”

Your ears are attentive when listening to this story. You’re hooked, not because of the young 9 year old Donghyuck, but because of how Mr Zhong speaks. This is almost the first time he’s looking vulnerable.

“One day they were walking home for school… and came across a junkyard. Curiously they snuck inside the forbidden territory and began exploring. They discovered so many new things and even took some souvenirs.” Mr Zhong chuckles faintly. “The young boy suggested playing a game before they left. Hide and seek. They played that game back and forth in the junkyard,” Mr Zhong’s face slowly scrunches in confusion. “They played 4 games before it was Donghyuck’s turn again. Donghyuck…”

You look up when Mr Zhong stops speaking. You’re surprised to see him with one hand tightly over his mouth as his own eyes are glistening and look moist. You don’t speak, watching him stay quiet. He regains composure again and removes his hand from his face.

“The young boy hid in a freezer. It was broken of course, so he felt safe getting inside of it. In his hiding position from time to time he would open the top and peek his head out. He laughed when he could see Donghyuck getting confused… it’s through the little laughs and giggles that Donghyuck spotted him. He was busted… but then… Something happened.” Mr Zhong licks his dry lips as he stares into the void. “The young boy watched Donghyuck getting approached by some guy in uniform. The guy said something that made Donghyuck nervously turn and began heading in the direction of the exit. For some reason Donghyuck left. The young boy was too afraid to step out of the freezer just in case the man would yell and shout. He waited for a really long time. Because now there wasn’t just one man, but they were many men walking around the junkyard. The boy was getting scared. He just thought that if he sat inside quietly, that when those men would go away he’d quickly sneak out and run. Unfortunately for him, those men stayed for hours on end. They were construction site workers. So, they were working. He began losing hope but then- the freezer top lip opened. He thought that he was caught… thankfully it was just Donghyuck. Donghyuck looked nervous and scared but he assured the boy to quickly climb out. The boy tried climbing out… and he… he…” Mr Zhong stops and turns to the floor, he sniffs.

You don’t know what has the most of your attention now. Perhaps it’s the story, maybe the expression Mr Zhong uses, or it could be that… that little boy was Mr Zhong…

“I can’t remember well what happened from there, but I know for some reason, Donghyuck was knocked over and fell to the ground when a sudden… claw came from the sky… and… picked up the freezer. The young boy was tossed back inside freezer… Chugged around as if he was in a washing machine.” Mr Zhong bites his lip. “He tried getting up to get out. But he was struggling to lift the lid up… It… the freezer was being lifted up and then from such a high feet it dropped to the bottom… causing the freezer door to creak a little. But… the boy was already injured. He still tried to lift the lid up with one arm. He saw that he was on a moving platform. He needed to get out fast. It was already too late… the boy died a slow painful death… however his spirit did not die… it was called back.”

“Mr Zhong?” You call out sadly as you watch him shiver.

“Donghyuck ran home. He ran home and… shut himself in his room.” Mr Zhong’s eyes stay closed. “The young boy’s parents came over, they were anxious worried and crying… they asked if Donghyuck had seen him, and Donghyuck… he lied. He said, he hadn’t. The parents filed a missing case report. That whole week was a nightmare… Every day when Donghyuck would go to the school, he’d see the boy’s mother standing outside the gate with a poster of her missing son. She’d desperately ask the other kids if they’d seen him. But no one had. Donghyuck… felt guilty. From time to time he went to the junkyard to search for the young boy. Donghyuck was… traumatized. Guilt ate him from the inside… he refused to move on without finding the body… because by now he already knew that the young boy was dead.”

“Mr Zhong…” you cup your mouth.

“Donghyuck refused to move on. He was scared that he had killed someone else’s son. But something crazy happened. He prayed to find the boy.” Mr Zhong opens his eyes. “The boy was dead, but somehow, he was still inside of him. Donghyuck began hearing voices in his head. He’d see images of the little boy… they’d talk together in his room. Although physically the boy wasn’t there, Donghyuck saw this kid with his own naked eyes in the spiritual world. The little boy too… he didn’t know what was going on but he just wanted to go home to his parents… he wanted to leave Donghyuck’s mind, but Donghyuck insisted that he’d find a way out for the boy. It was comforting at first… but as days turned to weeks, and weeks turned to months, the little boy began getting sucked into a personality that wasn’t his. He wanted to leave, but Donghyuck didn’t want to let him go. Donghyuck promised the boy that he’d find a way out for him… so that he could live again. I think that’s why the little boy stayed… he thought he could live again- he ignored all the doors that opened up to try and help him to leave and instead he stayed in Donghyuck. Being inside of Donghyuck, had him feeling that he was still alive and that he could come back alive. If only they could find his body then they could make him come alive.”

There’s a moment of silence as your eyes water… could this little boy be… You’re completely speechless as you listen to Mr Zhong…

“Of course this brought attention to Donghyuck as his own parents saw how the death affected their son… they watched Donghyuck talk to himself about a way to escape… they saw their son obsessed with talking to ghosts and wanting them to come alive… so… they had him hypnotized.” Mr Zhong looks to his own hands. “Hypnotized to forget the little boy. A so called solution to make him stop seeing things. And it worked. They didn’t help him move on, or even help the little boy trapped to get out. No. They just erased the little kid from his head. And so, the next morning, when the boy woke up and tried to speak to Donghyuck. Donghyuck never heard a thing. It began getting scary, as the only way out was shut completely. The little boy slowly became lonely as his own best friend… forgot him. Do you know how many years went by? Do you know how lonely it got when his own friend grew a conscious and couldn’t even recognize him? Do you know how terrifying it got to wake up in the same place every day being forced to forget who he was? He hadn’t seen his family in so long? Everything the little boy loved, he couldn’t properly because he was now forced to become someone else. He missed touch, tasting? Seeing and living with his own eyes and life. Do you know what it means to give up your life for someone else? Do you know just the amount of endurance the boy had to go through, adjusting to the fact that he was now forced to live as someone else? That little boy has been alone for more than 22 years and it may seem fantastic to spend your life trapped inside of someone, but you’ll begin to feel the effects when the person you’re in doesn’t even know who you are.”

You shake your head. “Mr Zhong, I don’t get this. What does this have to do with me? I hate to be inconsiderate, but it’s not like they hypnotized him to forget about me.”

Mr Zhong nods his head. “True. My best friend was hypnotized to forget me. So of course that doesn’t affect you. It was pointless telling you that story, I should’ve just skipped straight to the point.” You had a feeling he was telling the story about himself… but hearing him actually confessing to the name has you sinking in sadness. Until he opens his mouth… “I stayed here because Donghyuck refused to confess what he’d done to me. My soul has become restless. Rest less spirits don’t go to their resting place. No, they stay here until the person who killed them, confesses to either moving on, or admitting what they had done.”

Your heart sinks… drops to the ground. What did he just say? “Restless spirit?”

“Why do you think you’re in here?

“I didn’t mean to be insensitive Mr Zhong… but this isn’t funny. What you’re saying is scary…”

“I asked you why you think you’re here?” He ignores you and continues. “Donghyuck may have not been the one who ran you over, but he… did do something. He refuses to let you go. He wants you to haunt him until he’s dead. Just wait and see how he’ll be so obsessed with spending so much time in his ‘head’ with you that in the outside world they deem him crazy. Watch as friends begin to see him as strange because he doesn’t want to break the bond he has with you, watch as your brothers get annoyed that he keeps using your name in vain, watch as his perfectly normal life spirals into only wanting to focus on you. Just watch and see how the only answer that will make sense to him is death. Suicide. Watch as you see him paying all his attention on you and neglecting that he really has a life.”

Hearing that, it doesn’t sound as bad… “That doesn’t sound as bad.”

Mr Zhong shakes his head. It’s like you’re okay with being trapped here. It’s like you’re okay with letting Donghyuck not have a life anymore as he focuses on you. You’re okay with letting him not move on from you, to try and find another kind of happiness. You’re okay with making him numb to reality and float by like a ghost. You’re selfishly okay with him not moving on. By allowing Donghyuck to self-destruct. You’re selfish.

Mr Zhong gets up and shakes his head. “The dark truth about death, is that you end up losing everything and everyone you love. Once you’re dead it’s over. No second chances. One thing that I’ve learnt while being here, is that you either help the person to move on, or you haunt them with your presence, adding a cloud over their head. Weighing them down as they live with unsaid and unspoken confessions. So as you embark on this journey, I’m begging you don’t be the downfall of Donghyuck.”

The truth is, Mr Zhong never forgave Donghyuck for what he did to him. He never forgave Donghyuck for ending his life. Even though it wasn’t Donghyuck who killed him, Donghyuck could’ve said something, confessed of where Mr Zhong last was. Could’ve said… sorry.

When Mr Zhong woke up inside of Donghyuck he had the option to leave peacefully, or try to use Donghyuck’s body to shout and confess to the world. But unfortunately for him, his greed to be noticed inside of Donghyuck costed him his eternity and made him unknown. The bitterness inside of Mr Zhong transferred to Donghyuck, and added the personality and the greed and need to poses everything and anything. Maybe it’s why Donghyuck is just so obsessed over you like that. He miscalculated and ended up getting stuck inside of Donghyuck. Mr Zhong was forgotten. And maybe you won’t be forgotten, but surely, your selfish tendencies would manifest in Donhyuck one way or another.

What no one tells you about death, is that if you don’t learn to let go, you’ll never let go. You’ll never achieve a sense of control over yourself again. And unfortunately, that’s Donghyuck’s new path…

“I’m sorry Donghyuck.” Mr Zhong suddenly says. Tonight, he decided that he’d come up to the surface… because he didn’t want to be with you in his room. So instead being here in Donghyuck’s room, as Donghyuck sits idly on his bed is better. “I’m sorry.” Mr Zhong confesses again. “I blamed you all these years when really it was me that needed to let go. I hardened my heart because I was angry. My anger cost me my freedom. I’m so sorry for blaming you. It wasn’t your fault. You didn’t kill me. You were just as scared. You were a little boy, what was I expecting from you… I’m sorry.” Mr Zhong is surprised when he blinks and a tear drops from his eye.

He’s even more shocked when he feels a gnawing stare. Turning to the side, he sees Donghyuck’s enlarged beaded eyes on him…

Maybe you’re close by and Donghyuck’s just zoning out again. No. Mr Zhong turns back and when seeing no one he looks back to Donghyuck… Is he looking at him?

“Ch- Chenle?” Donghyuck chokes a little in surprise. “Is that really you?”

Mr Zhong feels his whole heart cave in when hearing his name. He momentarily freezes as he pays attention to Donghyuck. Donghyuck without haste instantly wraps his arms around Chenle crying out. Mr Zhong is surprised when Donghyuck doesn’t fall over. He’s even more surprised when… feeling comes back over his being. He can… feel again? “Donghyuck?”

“Chenle.” The reuniting is somber as both guys cry into each other’s arms. Donghyuck because inside of him… he recognizes Chenle… the friend he once had who disappeared.

“I’m not as selfish as you think I am.”

Mr Zhong doesn’t let go of Donghyuck but he does hear your voice. He opens his eyes and sees you behind Donghyuck.

“I thought long and hard about what you said.” You watch Donghyuck shiver and shed and break down whilist hugging Chenle… “You’ve got such a nice name.”

“But… how did you do it?” Mr Zhong asks. “How did you do this?”

“How did I do what?” Donghyuck asks. Making you slightly chuckle. Donghyuck shakes his head. “All this time… how did I forget about you? Were you really lonely? You never went to heaven to see your parents? I’m sorry man. I’m sorry for leaving you alone.”

Mr Zhong can’t comprehend the feelings he’s feeling. It’s just so sudden. All this time he couldn’t feel anything, for more than years he couldn’t feel anything, but now he can feel. Breaking away from Donghyuck he notices that instead of wearing black clothes… he’s also wearing white… and also he’s back to his… younger self. Which only strikes Donghyuck again.

“You said I had to let him go, and a part of me didn’t want to do that. But then… with the help of Haechan, we digged deep and looked into his memories… and then I saw you. A small boy who died all too soon and quick.” You confess. “You’re right we only have one life. And I can’t be selfish to steal someone else’s life. The more I thought about it, the more I thought about Donghyuck… I cried. He has carried so much loss, so much pain in him. Looking into his memories, I saw him hiding away and not being himself because he felt like an outcast. He doubted himself so much that he found it better to find pleasure in letting someone carry his pain… in not being himself. That hurt me, because I had many opportunities to be myself… But he shielded himself. I would just want him to be free and not be controlled by me. To be himself. To be free of pain and carrying so many things inside of him. So now I’m ready,”

Donghyuck’s ears hear that and he turns around, surprised to also see you. “You’re ready to do what?”

“To let you go,” You say sadly as you smile gently to him. “How about you Chenle?”

“I’m ready too. I’m ready to forgive you, and letting you go.” He gulps feeling so many emotions all relating to joy and a bitter sweet sadness.

“You’re both going to leave me?” Donghyuck turns to you both… especially when a bright light presents itself right in the middle of his room. “No. Please don’t go.” He cries… and you can hear Haechan… just as much as Sun. “How do I live? How do I breathe? I’ll suffocate without you,”

“No you won’t. You’ll find peace, joy and the same way your drowned in love into me, you’ll be able to do that again with yourself and with someone else.” You hold onto his cheek. “I need you to live Hyuck. I need you to let me go and live. Be happy with yourself. Confess and be free. Me dying isn’t the end of the world, it’s the start of a new future. For both of us.”

“But what if I don’t want to be free? I just want you,” He holds onto both your hands, surprised at how warm they are feeling.

Come home… You hear… and this time, Mr Zhong can hear it too. It’s the angel calling you guys over to the other side.

“I want you too, but we both can’t have what we want.” You gulp. “Instead we can cherish what we had and move on. I’ll always be with you, Hyuck,” you try to say while maintaining your own tears.

“Please,” He cries. “Don’t leave me.”

“Come on buddy,” This time Mr Zhong speaks with a warm smile. You’re so happy to see him smile. For the longest of time, he has only had a terrible frown on his face, so to see a smile you feel comforted that you’re not going alone. “You know we won’t leave if you ask us too, but I’m asking you to let us leave… I don’t want to make you heavy anymore. I want you to be light.”

Donghyuck thinks… he looks between you both and he can hear his heart breaking. But he knows it’s important. In his head… the thoughts coming, are the thoughts of how they died. He remembers seeing so much blood… he recalls seeing the life fade away from their eyes. At least they won’t suffer anymore… a tear rolls down his face, just as you hug him on the side and Chenle hugs him on the other side. He gulps. “Okay. Okay. I’m ready to… to… let you go…”

He doesn’t open his eyes but he feels so much warmth all around him. Slowly all the feelling around him becomes cold and he sighs out when opening his eyes in his dark room… Inside of him, Haechan and Sun run to the Upper Core trying to see if Mr Zhong would be there… and of course he’s not there. As they both cry, creating a crying feast of everyone crying, Donghyuck can’t stop balling his eyes out at losing both you and Chenle. Again

Meanwhile, donw by the ‘neck of birth’ a being is formed. In the exact same replica of Donghyuck… the next one to take over the core in Mr Zhong's old place. He wakes up with a name and aim.

Name: Hyuck. Assigned to: Core

“Hyuck. Please live.” He hears an echo serenade of your voice. “You must live and let go.”

That night, eventually when Donghyuck is able to sleep he dreams of doves and a serene peace washing over him.

Fin.

[nympheaecaea]

୨ৎ where him and i meet ୨ৎ

SUMMARY ୨ৎ park wonbin stumbles upon a magical hotel and meets the girl of his dreams (literally). OR witches, elves, shapeshifters and gods run a hotel.

PAIRING ୨ৎ god!park wonbin x witch!yn

GENRE ୨ৎ fantasy, fluff, slow burn, eventual smut

FANDOM ୨ৎ riize, nct, red velvet

when yn woke up, she tasted it in the air. something was amiss with that day. 

on the weekends, she ought to wake up early. from mondays to fridays she’d sleep until the sun was in the north and the birds were no longer singing, and when she’d get up, the table would’ve been laid and lunch prepared. but on the weekends, yn was asked to eat breakfast before. thus, she woke up early on the first day of the rest of her life. 

the sun was already up, chalky and chilly, yet bright in the wintry morning. yn's home was still, where there should’ve been the pandemonium of timed errands, there was only the void of those who had left. she enjoyed that stillness. rising from bed, she pulled the silky covers and tidied the embroidered pillows–her covers weren’t stretching enough and her pillows weren’t fluffing up enough. if it weren’t for that stillness, sohee, her younger brother, would’ve barged in, plopping himself on the mattress and rolling around on top of her plushies, sungchan would’ve followed, picking the fluffiest ones to punch, withal, she found haechan to be the worst of them, he’d talk and talk and talk. for that, she enjoyed that stillness. yn smoothed her dress and braided her hair–her dress wasn’t fitting as well and her hair wasn’t curling as much.

downstairs, the morning was awakening with the ushered lull of chirping and whispering, the footsteps that scattered and the glassware that clattered. yn joined her housemates at the table–it was a glossy mahogany, so vast it could’ve fitted a village, with a surface strategically covered in breakfast foods: bowls of rice and soup, platters of meat and pancakes, and the herbal tea irene would brew for their spirit. 

“good morning, dearest.” irene, who had been engrossed in her newspaper, greeted the girl. “did you sleep well?” she asked softly, her voice always a solemn whisper. she took a drag of her pipe, the flowery smoke surrounding them. irene was a witch of primeval blood: she dried flowers to put in her pipe and brew in her tea, believing that it would connect her to the land and make her spirit stronger, she had a willowy black cat, who ran errands for her in the human world and read the morning paper, and she liked to hunt. but never animals. 

“like a baby,” yn assured her. before she could return the question, however, seulgi pushed through the swinging doors with her hip, her steps careful and eyebrows furrowed with all the concentration she had to not spill the plate and cup she carried. “there,” she sighed, as she settled both in front of yn. “a full english breakfast with freshly processed apple juice.” she smiled charmingly, her cheeks rising with a tangerine glow. “and!” she started adding, “i made it from scratch, no sorcery, at all!” seulgi finished, bouncing slightly on her feet with excitement. 

haechan, who had been silent–a blessing that yn had come to find only happened when he ate–, scoffed at that. seulgi could glide so lightly on her feet, she wouldn’t leave footsteps on snow, and she was a powerful fighter, but, oh, so graceful, it was as if she was dancing with her opponents. yet, she channeled her spirit as a newborn deer walking on its wobbly legs; sparks, blasts, and domestic fires. irene was the one to care for her, calmly dabbing a hand enchanted by runes over the flames and giving her a drag of her pipe. she was also the one to glare at the boys when they snarked, shutting haechan before he could even interject. 

yn gathered the different ingredients of her breakfast plate in a bite, and even as she chewed the rushes of flavour, she could not stop tasting the wrongfulness of the day. she decided to ask, even if she feared the answer: “say, auntie, where is uncle taeil?” she had noticed the moment she went down the stairs, taeil had not been there with his gigantic crochet sweaters and his freckled cheeks rising with his blinding smiles to greet her. 

irene took a sharp breath and put down her pipe. “left this morning,” she only said, knowing that yn would understand. “didn’t even say goodbye, that sappy bastard…” she rolled the dampness off her eyes and raised her pipe back to her cherry red lips. 

taeil’s departure would be the beginning. 

yn knew his day would eventually come, as it would irene’s, as it would hers and as it had her mother’s. just the same, she wasn’t prepared for it. 

all magical beings were called into the draft. eventually, a pigeon would deliver a letter, an apparition would come in dreams, a knight would ride to the door knocker, and eventually, they’d be sent away. yn hadn’t always feared the draft, dreaded it, perhaps, but not feared. the day a cat had squished through her window, a small package in its mouth that demanded her mother, as if she were nothing more than a weapon, had fulminated the fear. her mother never came back then, even when she sat at the table eating dinner, she was still gone. 

on monday a tiny little imp had waddled through the temple, irene swinging an elven axe in her hand at the sight of it, and taeil understood his turn had come. it had lingered in the air then, the loathing that taeil had tried to hide, but they could see. the way his smile was tightlipped, that of longing, the way his eyes were watery, those of regret. it was in the air, how he’d dance with sungchan and sing with haechan till late, so late, irene would tell the youngsters to go to bed, only to join taeil after, the way he’d ruffle sohee’s chocolate hairs and bake him cookies, or the way he’d stay in the silence with yn, just them in their own warm summery bubble, napping like cats stretched in the sun. they’d miss him, they’d miss him a lot. because, even if he came back, he’d never be the same. 

“they’re back,” irene said, the darkness of her locks swinging as she turned to the door that led to their backyard. those opened in no second, and through them johnny and sungchan walked in, both covered in a thin coat of sweat and a blush from the gelid air. “good morning boys, how was the run?” she asked them. 

“wondrous!” sungchan replied excitedly, “the weather is lovely, and the streets were so empty, i could shift into anything!” he declared, taking a seat next to yn and nudging a piece of her fried egg to himself. 

johnny nodded through the younger’s words, busying himself with filling a tall cup of dark coffee. “hey,” he started, and oh no… “why did the morning coffee never talk to the herbal drinks?” he asked into the silence that had reached the room, “because they weren’t his cup of tea!” he finished with a cackle. 

like irene, her aunt, yn was a witch of primeval blood. she had lived the beginning of her life by a river. there, she spent her noons learning and reading, entertained by the wandering spirits; the naiads, who would braid her hair and sing about the wonders of corporeal warmth, the kirin who would come to her window to watch her play the violin until her jaw was bruised, the pixies who would bring her flower crowns that would tangle against her mahogany curls, and when the moon would rise in the sky painted by veils of green and purple lights, her mother would come with baskets of the “outside”. she had always known there was another world out there, one with a roaring of engines and clocks, but she had preferred the world of her own creation, her, her mother, her aunts and, sometimes, a nice man that would bring her dolls. 

and then, the cat came. 

not a month later, she had left her small, sweet world behind. yn had followed baechu, irene’s familiar, carrying a violin case in her back and a luggage from the outside with her essentials: books so chunky she had to sit on the case to close it, gowns and bows sewed from the softest of the silks, and gifts from her unearthly friends. they had rushed through the train station, the small girl garnering looks from the passersby, old ladies who asked her questions and young boys who wanted to hold her braid. she had, of course, cried through it all. the engines and the clocks and the people and the tick tock tick tock and the click clack click clack. 

so, like irene, she came from a long line of primeval witches, and she still didn’t understand things like morning runs or johnny’s jokes. 

“it’s almost time to open up,” seulgi said looking at the watch on her wrist. “what is the schedule for today?” her eyes settled on sohee, who instantly opened a heavy book and pointed. 

the younger boy, opposed to the boyishness his features still carried, was in charge. “we’re starting to get busier with the spring equinox coming, but there is not much to do today. i think we can have the day off.” he announced, finishing with a docile smile.

“and, hopefully, we’ll have somebody new come in before the spring equinox begins.” irene said, standing from her seat and smoothing her inky skirt that covered her to her feet. irene liked long, dark clothes, the sort of clothes that made kids point at her and say ‘mommy, look, witch!’. seulgi joined her, a contrast of darkness and colourfulness, whereas irene was elegant and dainty, seulgi was fresh and boyish, with youthful freckles and mandarin hair that sat at the top of her head showing her pointed ears with gold assets. 

“it’s time.” sohee told them, eyes on the watch. 

when the clock striked 10a.m, the temple opened. 

coming soon...

[castleofclouds]

Truth to be told, I missed you (spin-off).

Castleofclouds presented original series, spin-off from To All The Boys I've Dated Before (NCT Dream Alternative Universe Fiction).

Genre ; angst, romance, humor, fluff, slow-burn, hint of smut, high school, college, frenemies.

Disclaimer ; everything are fictional, mention of kms jokes, suggestive 18+ content (?), typos or grammar, non-idol.

Tag ;

Story are by © castleofclouds, do not copy or repost without watermark!

A spin-off from the TBDE (To All The Boys I've Dated Before) series, a truth untold, a point of view that you never seen from the main story, all are crafted and wrapped into a short stories like a fairytale full of sadness and confusion.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦. 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦. 　⁺ 　

MARK LEE.

Fragments Of Firsts.

“There's always a first of everything, first day of the school, first time watching movies, first look of the day, in each timeline there's a begining that starting, just like how it is my first life too, and I ought to make mistakes that I'm going to regret in the future, and that is Us.”

- Mark Lee.

1. Pieces of Once Upon a Time

2. Moments That Made Us

3. The Start of Something Beautiful

4. In the Shadow of Memory

5. Through Love’s First Glance

RENJUN HUANG.

Parallel Hearts

“The way human hearts works is intriguing, how I always pick yellow in any colors because I like it, how my hearts often give me option to pick, and one of the many choices were to fall in love, and I choose to do it with you. ”

- Renjun Huang

1. Tangled in Time

2. In the Orbit of You

3. Two Paths, One Feeling

4. Bound Yet Uncrossed

5. Together, Side by Side

JENO LEE

Seasons Of Us.

“There's so many seasons throughout the years, there's winter to make snowman, there's spring to watch the flowers bloom, there's autumn with its s'mores, and there's summer, the time where I landed my eyes on you and never leaves.”

- Jeno Lee

1. Fading in Autumn

2. A Journey in Bloom and Wilt

3. Love’s Passing Phases

4. Spring’s First Glance, Fall’s Final Goodbye

5. Bloomed, Burned, and Begun Again

HAECHAN LEE

Whisper Of What Was.

“Some people wish they could go back in time just to rewind all the good memories, some people wish they can rewind just to fixes flaw they made, unfortunately one of the many are thinking ending the relationship is the solution.”

- Haechan Lee

1. Traces in the Silence

2. Soft Ghosts of Us

3. When Love Was Young

4. Embers in the Dark

5. Beneath Falling Stars

JAEMIN NA

The Ones Before Us.

“Sometimes things doesn't ended the way we wanted, some comes and go, they left an impression that quite hard to forget, something had to ended for the new ones come.”

- Jaemin Na

1. Stories Left Unfinished

2. Lost and Found

3. Affection First Drafts

4. The Roads Not Taken

5. Lessons in Heartbreak

CHENLE ZHONG

A Heartbeat Away

“You never realized what's in front of you until you take your time to see, clearly. Who is the one occupying your heart, the beating arent just there for no reason, isn't it?”

- Chenle Zhong

1. Close Enough to Feel

2. Almost Familiar, Yet Unknown

3. Touching Without Touching

4. Near Enough to Dream

5. Between Now and Forever

JISUNG PARK

The Things I Hate To Love

“Both hate and love always seemingly like two complete opposite, but if you take a closer look both of them had same meaning, a strong expression for something, there's always a thin line that differentiates them from each other.”

- Jisung Park

1. Melancholy Paradox

2. Caught in Between

3. Complicated Embrace

4. The Ties that Bind and Break

5. Embracing the Frustration

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦. 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦. 　⁺ 　

TBDE series, Masterlist.

A/N

Are you all ready? For this November? Goshh. I couldn't be more ready, I was trying to continue the TBDE but I just need to give you all this present, Ik it's not Christmas yet, but let's just think of it as early present from me? Haha, for this time I wish it at least get 40 (ik I asked a lot) notes first before I post the first chapter and dw I don't forget about the main story, I'll make sure to continue the TBDE too at least for a while, and comment which route do you want to see first?? Btw just to make sure in this spin-off it's going to follow dreamies POV okay? Yn thought might not be voiced enough but I'll try to put some in.

[kaesficrecarchive]

(1040/? | E)

Markhyuck au wherein

jaemin’s boyfriend dumps him before winter break ends and mark lee, like the good best friend that he is, accepts to share a room with the douchebag so jaemin won’t have to or: mark learns not to judge a book by its cover

[jishyucks]

bye im excited to write thisss~

but idk how long it'll take me bc school

[sluttyten]

After I eventually finish this Haechan fic (s2g I don’t know why it’s getting so long 😂) and after I finish the rest of unholy, I’m gonna force myself to keep to a word minimum and just write something short because I can’t keep doing these long fics 😭

[aert91]

pairing: any male idol

genre: slow burn, a little angst

warnings: none

song: Footnote by Conan Gray

summary: you admire your best friend. you want to be the one for him but the feeling is not mutual.

you never considered yourself the kind of person who liked being outside. you’ve always been an introvert who hides away in their room to avoid any living being. a homebody. but for some reason you’re laying in the middle of the local high school football field; miles away from your home, your comfort. if you were being completely honest you hated every second of this. the fake grass against your skin, the crisp breeze, and the occasional cricket chirping, reminding you where you are every couple of minutes. but every time you feel like going all the way home to lay down in your hermit hole and sleep, your body keeps you still.

waiting for him. waiting for him to make the first move, to finally say it back.

“what’s on your mind?” he questions. you can hear the genuineness in his voice, like he was actually curious despite knowing.

“nothing. i’m just a bit tired.”

“do you want to go hom-”

“no. i want to stay right here…with you.”

“okay.”

you lay with your hands resting on your tummy, toying with the cuffs of your sweater sleeves. you follow the movements of your own fingers, trying to concentrate on anything but his figure next to you. in the corner of your eye you watch him stretch out his limbs, turning a bit to face you. you trail your eyes over to meet his. his eyes covered in glitter, shining brighter than you’ve ever seen despite being the deepest chocolate color you could think of. stars fallen on his skin making new constellations out of moles. his eyes crease into beautiful smiles as his lips do the exact same.

you sigh staring at your best friend’s features. your mouth wanting to ramble on with compliments, tell him how pretty he looks right now. how pretty he always looks. how much you wanted to kiss him, hold his hand, keep him close to you so you didn’t have to feel cold in this stupid field. so he didn’t have to feel the emptiness he described to you days prior. you wanted to be his happiness as he was to you. but ultimately, the feeling was not mutual.

“you look at me so…lovingly.”

“why do you choose to be so oblivious?”

“why not?”

your mind goes blank of course. staring at the most delicate creature you’ve ever seen.

“i love you.”

“i know ___, i know.”

[luumiinaa]

♡ reblogging from my shadow-reader days ♡

master of all elements.

synopsis: y/n, a waterbender of the northern water tribe, has been named the new avatar. she must master all of the elements in order to keep the peace of the four nations. which path will she choose first?

pairing: 00 line x reader

genre: fluff, angst

author’s note: i am so late to the game but i finally watched all of avatar the last airbender and i knew i had to make a fic/series about it so here i am. this series is formatted like a dating game. you pick a route with a character (00 line) and then once you finish that route (the fic), you go back and pick another one. the stories have nothing to do with each other, like wiping clean the slate!

the element of change | na jaemin. 

your childhood best friend and longtime crush. in your opinion, he should’ve been the avatar but that’s not how it works unfortunately. kind, patient, and achingly handsome, keeping your focus on the bending and not him will prove to be a challenge.

the element of substance | lee jeno.

a gentle, but mysterious, earthbender that saves you when you’re in a sticky situation. for some reason, he refuses to teach you earthbending no matter how much you beg him. it would be much easier to just find another teacher, but there’s just something about him that draws you in.

the element of power | huang renjun.

cold and armed with a nasty temper, this fire nation soldier knows just how to push your buttons. despite his bad attitude, there’s no dispute that he is among one of the most skilled firebenders that’s ever been. at this point, you’re not really sure if you want to kill or kiss him.

     ↳ the story continues in sunrise: an element of power story. 

the element of freedom | lee donghyuck. * for the sake of my sanity, we’re just gonna pretend that the air nomads don’t shave their heads.

a mischievous airbending thief that somehow ropes you into his antics. in exchange for being his accomplice, he teaches you bending. life is never dull with him, but he seems to be running from something and you desperately want to know what.

[technologyculturedneo]

Kink Factory

"Before you know it, you'll be my very own customized girl."

Pairing. Camboy!Donghyuck X Innocent!Reader ft boyfriend!Chenle and frat boy! Jaehyun

Summary. Your interest in fulfilling an 'active' life with your boyfriend Chenle- peeks high when you get recognition from an online infamous cam boy, Lee Donghyuck who compliments your granny panties. Taking the biggest risk of your life, you sign up behind your boyfriend's back to be a play thing all in the name of making him happy.

Genres. Angst. playboy meets innocent girl. vanilla girl becomes exotic. heartbreak

Warnings. Kinks mentioned (cuffs, nipple play, cunt play, bdsm). Smut (awkward/vanilla, rough positions, crying, dry humping, crampie). Caution (corrupt human behavior, degradation, non fluttering words)

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Dressed in his favorite baby blue night silk night gown, his eyes travel down your figure landing on your knees where the silk ends. He gets up with an eager and excited smile on his face. "Are you ready?" He smiles wiggling his eyebrows in anticipation.

Feeling shy, you nod your head failing to hide your own excitement and thrill. It's been approximately 3 weeks and 4 days since you last had intercourses with your boyfriend. And right now you can't help but feel needy for him.

He angle your back while he gets on top of you by trapping your thighs in between his legs.

"Can I hold onto your hips?" He asks for permission. You eagerly nod your head. His face warms up into a light shade of red, just as his hands get jittery he lets out a little laugh. Like usual, his hands hesitantly hold onto your hips and then awkwardly his hands run up and down your bare thigh. He loved feeling your thighs just as much as he liked laying on them. Your thighs weren't thick, but they weren't skinny either, they had the perfect amount of meat and just the right amount of smoothness. Your skin was pampered and felt just like a baby's bottom, and despite having a bit of hairy legs, or some marks here and there or even light stretch marks, Chenle adored your body to the fullest.

Which is why as he roams his hands around your thighs, he whispers out how much he loves your body.

With your permission, he bends both your knees watching attentively as your silk dress rides up your thighs revealing your baby blue underwear. You bite your lip placing your hand over your mouth as your fingers play with your lips. Chenle's hands are a bit naughty and spread your legs wider giving him a better view of your glory. His fingers press onto your core and you jolt a little. It's a little too fast but that doesn't stop you from squirming a little. He starts stroking at your opening through your underwear and smiles when looking up to you. He's quick in getting off the bed and kneeling down on his knees using 3 fingers to rub the material roughly against your clitoris. Having a better view from his angle his mouth adjures and he sticks his tongue out being hypnotized by the sight. He removes his glasses allowing them to rest and be embraced by his slightly curly hair.

You 'ha' and 'mh' and grind your hips lightly against his fingers loving as he rubs your knob in a blissful circular motion with all three of his fingers. He sniffs and fumbles his hands down his boxers playing with his own possession as it jerks on it's own. "You're getting wet." Chenle marvels.

He was always amazed at how beautiful your body looked. You never failed to amaze him. It's one thing to see you naked but another thing entirely to see you like this, clothed but squirming in delight because of him.

There seems to be an ego boost he feels when pleasing you like this. Chenle knew that he was off the spectrum of manly man. All the boys on campus had a form and build to them that automatically made them desirable, yet for some reason people like himself were known as nerds. And as nerds are known, it was impossible for them to get laid. But Chenle hit the jackpot when he found himself another 'nerdy' friend who ended up becoming his girlfriend.

You and Chenle had been dating ever since you found each other- that would be the beginning of the school year. And maybe your relationship with him wasn't as deep as you wanted it to be, but your relationship was good enough for both of you to benefit from things you've both wanted to experience.

You were both inexperienced when it came to many things that had boundaries, but you both tried them out as a way to not miss out on anything. You were the type of awkward couple to get shy with displaying your feelings publicly in front of other people, yet when you were alone with him you both watched porn and tried to mimic the actions shown in the videos. You were both smart in your own modules and courses, yet when it came to other things such as being young adults you both knew nothing- and so the beauty of your relationship was how the both of you were figuring things out with each other.

And tonight is no different, when you feel a bubbling feeling erupting in your stomach from the waves of pleasure- you gasp out loud when you feel your body tingle in pleasure. "That was so good," You comment out in tiny and Chenle nods his head with wide eyes.

"Next time we can try to make you squirt,"

You nod your head excitedly. He gets up from the floor and positions himself in front of you. Awkwardly removing his boxers, your eyes are firmly on his shaft and hard manhood- he places a condom on it and you open your legs a bit wider. He removes your underwear leaving them by your knees and then he directs his member into your wet core. You moan a little just from the way it slips inside you.

Aside from you and Chenle trying out everything together- and respectfully you were both each others firsts, there always seemed to be something wrong when you both got to this stage. The stage were he'd insert his manhood in you. You don't know why he never put it in fully, or why it was suddenly small and only filled a portion of your entrance but aside from that you always thought something was wrong.

It would always slip right in due to your wet core, but the problem occurred when he began rocking his hips. You didn't feel any pleasure, at all. But instead you just felt like you were warming his cock while he arched his back and breathed aloud while humping. He humped but nothing was moving down there- and just before you know it, he'd remove his penis and quickly cum in the rubber protection while you faked a moan.

Always he'd be too happy and tired and then he'd take some tissue and wipe on your core (from your own previous juices) and he cleaned himself up before you got into bed and slept.

However this time, this night you don't sleep. You wait for him until he's fast asleep and he doesn't feel you slipping from his arms as you make your way to the bathroom.

Sneaking to the bathroom you pull out your phone and slide down the wall. Unlocking your phone, you're met with the blank screen of Sexy Sun's ended live. You take in a deep breath and click on his profile. You're hesitant to send a message- however when the events of today roll up in your mind you can't help but feel motivated to send him a message.

After all he did think you had cute granny panties.

[Earlier flashback]

You were walking to your next class, when something foul happened. A group of boys all running past you purposely pushed your books to the ground while others lifted up your dress and making it tangle under your armpits. Gasping in horror as they ran away, you tried to force your dress down, but it was just too hard- eventually it got down and you felt embarrassed by the on lookers who were snickering and laughing quietly.

Jerks.

You thought to yourself.

Panting hard, your cheeks grow red from the passing crowd that giggle within themselves. Adjusting the glasses on your face you squat all the way down to get your things, trying to move just as fast to not get interrupted or be late for your class.

Getting to class by a few minutes late, you reside on the backseat level that's far from the rest of the class present in the auditorium. Your shoulders are sunken down, your mood dropped to one of despair. Oh my goodness that was so embarrassing. How many people where there? How many people saw?

You're so deep in your thoughts that you don't notice the figure that approaches you in your backseat. With the way you're thinking so deeply, it takes a loud thud to snap you out of your head and into reality. You jump lightly when you finally take note of the figure. However, your eyes enlarge just as you blink multiple of times.

"You dropped these," Donghyuck, the notorious popular camboy that Chenle liked watching stands beside you. He moves behind you before taking a seat right next to your chair. Turning to you, he's got a smirk on his lips. You're in awe and feel your breath leaving your body.

The way that Donghyuck moves is… mesmerizing. You can't help but watch him with fascination, the way he's moving like the wind. It's almost like there's nothing holding him down. You can see his lips begin to move yet you don't hear anything- and you physically slap yourself to get yourself to focus as you look away from Donghyuck.

Donghyuck who's never fazed by anything, gets stunned when seeing you slap yourself. His playful smirk gets on his face when he insinuates that you were probably zoned out and slapped yourself to focus. The lecturer begins to teach but Donghyuck (who doesn't even belong to this class) scoots his seat closer to yours feeling mischievous.

You notice that the books he placed on your table were the ones that fell when those hooligans' dropped your books. Too afraid to turn to him, you feel your entire being freeze when feeling heat by your side and suddenly his lips are close to your ears giving your warmth as he whispers. "I liked your panties."

You're stuck with your eyes wide open just as your breath hitches in your throat.

"Cute granny panties." He chuckles lowly loving how tense you become. "I'll pay you enough money to take them off,"

"Wha-" You start but he places one finger over your mouth effectively shutting you up and making your cheeks burn hot under his touch. He doesn't stop laughing lowly as he removes a fold piece of paper note money and places it on your desk.

"Fuck your hot," He whispers, his hand going over his covered pants. "Take off your panties, I want them,"

You don't say anything, instead your breathing tries to stay calm as you witness him palming himself.

"Come on baby, give them,"

You don't know what possess you to do it, but looking at the money on your desk, you feel hot and bothered and you nervously reach up underneath your dress and place your finger tips by the starting line of your panties. You slowly slide them, lifting your butt up a little to further pull them down. No one ever notices you in the backseat of the class, so you're not too worried of being caught, however you are worried that as your panties are coming off you'll be left exposed.

Shifting them and removing them off your legs, you shut your legs when you see your peach panties in his grasp. Shamelessly he places them against his face and sniffs on them. He inhales sharply while his other hand on his bulge continues to palm excessively. "You smell amazing," He whispers in your ear, stopping himself from sniffing. He places your panties in his leather jacket pocket and he stops palming himself.

Your eyes are surprised by that large imprint of his bulge and you clear your throat trying to look away.

"I've got a cam in Kink Factory, hit me up if you want your panties back," Donghyuck whispers eagerly looking into your blushed face. "I go by the name of sexy sun. While you're at it, send me a dm and send in your cv. I'd love to smell you more,"

[End of flash back.]

As soon as he left the class you remember how wet you were from the bizarre encounter with him. Not only did Donghyuck notice you, but he took your underwear and personally invited you to send him a message.

Not knowing if he'll remember you, you try to keep your message brief.

Sweet girl Y/n:

Hi. You took my panties today in class.

You're not surprised by how long you have to wait for him to send you back a message, but when he does you feel yourself feeling wide awake even though you were tired.

Sexy Sun:

Gotta be more specific girly.

I take everyone's panties

You feel yourself blushing a little by his text. Nervously you bite your lip and type again.

Sweet girl Y/n:

You said I had cute granny panties

You're surprised that as soon as the message is sent, you get a quick reaction and reply.

Sexy Sun:

Oh, my babygirl

Video call?

Your eyes widen again but you're too slow to react when just within a short second you see his icon pop up as he requests a video call. You rapidly jolt up silence the volume, getting up you run to your bed side and pick out your earphones before sprinting back to the toilet and shutting the door behind you.

You quickly answer before physically slapping yourself that you forgot to check your background.

Donghyuck upon your connection chuckles lightly when seeing you slap yourself. "My baby loves getting slapped, doesn't she?" He's drinking from a wine glass and his background is a bit dim then when he was in the live.

You clear your throat before brushing your hand behind your hair. "Hi, and no,"

"You sure about that?" Donghyuck snickers when your face grows red. He runs his thumb across his bottom lip taking his time to look at you. "How come I don't know you?"

"Hm?" You don't know how to answer, so you bite your lip. "I don't know,"

Donghyuck zooms the camera out of his face, before positioning it someplace. "I'll cut to the chase baby girl, I love your underwear. You've got a perfect ass and you smell fucking amazing. Wanna be my cam girl?"

You're like a dear caught in headlights when staring at the screen. Donghyuck- you hold your breath when by the view of his camera you can see him sliding his pants down and his hard member springs up. His hands are out of the frame before you make out him pouring some lube on his hands before they go down his shaft.

"Be my cam girl babygirl," He jerks off right before your very eyes and you gulp while squeezing your legs shut feeling something.

Tagged along together with Donghyuck's grunts of pleasure and the sight so wholesome of himself masturbating has you cooing like a little girl and squeezing your legs shut.

"You'd be the luckiest girl if I get to touch your pretty little pussy everyday and make it mine." He mutters just as you hear his fapping becoming louder. "Don't you want that? To be used by me?"

"But I have a boyfriend," Your voice suddenly finds reason to come out.

Donghyuck shrugs his shoulders. "So what? I wanna fuck you up. You're fucking hot, shit. My fans would love you. You look like a virgin, are you a virgin? Actually don't tell me, I don't care if you have a boyfriend I want to fuck you up so badly that you'll go back to your daddy broken and only thinking of me,"

You don't know how to respond to his passive aggressive statement yet the sight of him edging himself while closing tightly onto his penis has you weak and bothered that you can't even keep your eyes on his face but they're only on manhood.

"You'll get paid twice if you tag together with me," He moans throwing his head back when reaching a specific spot. "My partner was the best I'd ever ask for but then she got betrothed. So I need a partner to fill up her position,"

"I don't know how to be a cam-"

Donghyuck shakes his head tilting it to the side while gazing at you. It hits you that he's using you as you're watching him as a means to get off. Just from his hazy eyes to his parted lips from time to time, you feel shy knowing he's peering at you with those eyes. "All you have to do, is be pretty," His voice is husky and his body begins to shudder. He lets out a repeated stream of curses. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Your eyes enlarge when he combusts and comes undone in the spot. There's semen shooting in every direction, others fly out the frame, others land on his clothes and some lucky bits land on the camera making you feel some way. You bite your lip and your heart heaves in your chest. You shouldn't have been watching him get off but it was so addicting.

"Look what you made me do, pretty girl," He smirks wiping the camera and resting on his seat after partially cleaning himself up.

You have no words, only except you can't stop squeezing your legs by the pool patching on your underwear. "My boyfriend has never done that," You meekly say when Donghyuck runs his hand over his hair. "How can I do that to him?"

"How can he jerk off?" Donghyuck quizzes with a mocking tone. "Babygirl a man who can't please himself, can't please you. How would you rate your sex life with your partner? Assuming you're not a virgin,"

You take in a sharp breath as your eyes wonder around.

"After cumming, do you guys go for another round?"

Your eyes enlarge by that question. Never. After a minute or so- when Chenle is done he tugs you in his arms and you both sleep.

Unfortunately your silence and Bambi stare into the unknown is all the answers he needs to know your boyfriend is not satisfying you.

"How many times does he make you squirt?"

The question evokes another surprise reaction from you making Donghyuck snicker. "Babygirl by the looks of it you're still a virgin. Whatever the fuck your boyfriend is doing isn't working. How about this," Donghyuck's eyebrow perks up as his eyes move to your chest again. It's what got him hard the first time, you're in a silk dress that exposes much skin - almost as if you wanted to tempt him in soft baby colors. You were so adorable like a rabbit and he felt like a snake about to ravish your innocence. "You be my camgirl and I'll show you some tricks to spice up your sex life with your boyfriend,"

In response to his offer you gulp and breathe in and out before slightly nodding.

And that right there is your stamp on a sealed envelope of your involvement with Donghyuck.

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Name: Y/n

Username: Sweet girl Y/n

Interested in: Man

What are you looking for: To fulfill my sexual life with my partner by watching and learning from camboys and camgals

What are your goals: To please my partner

Are you in a relationship: Yes

Perks: Innocent

Do you think you're attractive: It depends

Do you have kinks: I'm not sure

Why do you want to be a cam kinker: Because I want to learn how to please my boyfriend

Who recommended you: Sexy Sun

What's your budget (or preferred budget): ¥10

Are you aware this placement is a fixed and permanent position: Yes

Are you aware you'd need to be working from late hours: Yes

Would you mind revealing parts of your body: No

Have you had intercourse publicly: No

Have you played with yourself on cam: No

Do you take nudes: No

Do you realize there's a possibility of your pictures getting leaked: Yes

Hence are you comfortable with your pictures getting leaked: No

Are you comfortable commuting to placement areas: Yes...but it will depend where it'll be

Last question, are you ready to be used like a filthy toy: ...

CV Status: @ Pending @ Rejected @ Accepted

Reviewing your answers to your CV sent to Donghyuck, you wonder if you answered the questions well. To be fair you answered honestly to the best of your abilities, so you just hope he'll be pleased. Closing your phone again for the umpteenth time you try to pay attention to Chenle as you're both seated on some steps while eating your lunch.

"They said if we're lucky we'll write the Pre merits papers by next week." Chenle drones out about a curriculum in his course. You can hardly stay focused as you curiously pick up your phone again to see if you've been selected.

Of course Donghyuck said he wanted you, but he always said you should send your CV to him and he'd have to line you up against other possible options. While he masturbated and spoke to you, you had a feeling as if he was testing you and your skills. You don't know if you passed that round, but if you didn't then you were hoping that your CV would boost you up. In all honesty, you felt somewhat special because a playboy infamous camboy recognised you and said you were hot.

From who else were you going to hear that from? You had no friends in this college, you only had Chenle and 3 years have passed since you joined. No one seemed interested in you and when you tried branching and reaching out to other people you felt scared of being rejected. It's happened so many times that you just didn't want to experience it anymore. So being with Chenle is refreshing, however upon capturing the attention of another guy (a hot guy) you wanna make sure that he's still in your lane.

Yet when you check your phone and see that your status hasn't changed you sigh.

"What's wrong babe?" Chenle's concerned voice pips and you switch off your phone hiding it from his view.

"Nothing," You cooly let it pass, but attempt to get some answers from him. "Chenle, am I hot?"

His eyes shinning like crystals is all it takes for you to smile genuinely. You loved Chenle's expressions and features. "Are you kidding me? You're gorgeous and incredibly beautiful. Just me being next to you makes me feel insecure by your beauty, every time you smile you make me question whether the sun is near- because you make me blush and make me feel hot and make me blind. Baby you're so much more than just the word hot, you're magnificent,"

Your smile revealing your faint dimples enlightens his mood and he carefully leans in and presses his lips on yours. You're attentive and equally press your lips against his. Chenle shyly backs away and timidly looks to his food carrying on eating while you do the same.

You guys were always afraid of displaying affection in front of people, afraid that they might tease or make fun of you both. However other times you couldn't help it.

For Donghyuck who was casually walking to the canteen with his friend pauses upon seeing you...and your boyfriend kiss. His face morphs in distaste. "What the fuck was that?" He questions being partly traumatized by that vanilla kiss. "And they're fucking blushing like kindergartens,"

"That's one hell of an awkward kiss." Jeno, Donghyuck's friend, chuckles before he nudges his friend. "Come on, let's go,"

Donghyuck shakes his head redirecting his feet. After what he witnessed he simply can't act like he never saw that. "No bro, I'll catch you later,"

"What?" Jeno's eyebrow raises when Donghyuck begins striding to the couple. "Man where are you going?"

Donghyuck rounds his finger signalling Jeno to go on without him. While he jogs up lightly the few steps, he doesn't pay mind to the girls that twiddle their fingers or try to get his attention. Because as he's making his way towards you, he knows in his mind that you're the chosen one.

Upon getting your CV, Donghyuck was not that much interested in you because of your boring, plain, devoted answers, and comments about your boyfriend here and there, so he ignored your CV rather then send an official rejection. It's been days, but yet upon witnessing that mediocre kiss and how you looked satisfied by it -perked up his interest slightly.

You really were innocent. And he wanted to change that, or rather ruin it. Perhaps he sees it as a challenge of trying to change a shy girl, but really the kiss your boyfriend gave you made Donghyuck want to please you. It was a crime for pretty girls to blush like kids. What you needed was to feel flattered non stop all day everyday. And if your boyfriend wouldn't do a good job then surely he'd step in.

Getting closer to you, his eyes are on your bare legs. Surely you had hypnotizing legs, he could make out some blemishes and bandages, but he loved how full they looked. You're wearing a dress but it ends on your thigh and Donghyuck takes advantage by coming up behind you placing his hands on your shoulders shaking you a little. You turn your head backwards taking notice of him. Your eyes widen when he taps your nose. "Hey babygirl,"

Both you and Chenle are frozen in shock. Chenle is shocked that a camboy he's been admiring is close by and you're shocked because of the name he calls you as well as how he slaps your thigh lightly watching it shake. He squats right before you with a smile.

"This your boyfriend?" Donghyuck peers at Chenle once before focusing back on you. Your features, your look of pure. You're too innocent for him and he finds it alluring. "I've got your underwear in my car. Come with me,"

He gets up after taking your hand in his. He gently pulls you close to him making you go down one step, before his head leans forward to check your backside and brushes your butt from where you were sitting. You're alarmed by having his hands tap and dust your butt- so stunned that you can't form words with your mouth.

Chenle too is left with his mouth agape as he watches Donghyuck pull you away. "She'll be back,"

Donghyuck, with little to no regard or respect for personal space or boundaries throws his arm around your shoulder.

"Alright babygirl, I'll be frank with you," Donghyuck starts while walking with you underneath his arm. "I rejected you because you weren't my type. But now, I want you. I think we can make something work. I'm thinking a rebranding of my page. You're not shabby looking and you've got goods in all the right places, so I'm seeing you as my innocent camgirl and in return I teach you what youwant to know, what do you think?"

Normally your mouth was a bit tongue tied when it came to talking to people, but you struggled with answering questions on the spot. Especially with this type of topic. Not only is it too much to process, but you don't understand to the fullest. "Hm?" You answer feeling dumb and wanting him to repeat himself.

Donghyuck only chortles but doesn't repeat himself. "Let's meet the gang first, and then we can see what to do,"

Again you don't know what to say, but when Donghyuck directs you to a place on campus grounds that you avoided with passion because of the types of people who'd loiter around there. The canteen. Your eyes widen when he pulls the glass door open and enters into the packed stations filled with students everywhere. He goes by a couple of groups nodding his head here and there as signs of greetings before he sprints up some stairs with you next to him.

"There you are," Jeno is the first to notice Donghyuck before the rest of his friends do.

Being seated on high stools by a rectangular table, you notice a total of 5 people all seated. There's drinks, bags, laptops and books on the table, but aside from the things on the table your face flushes completely when seeing all the faces of the men.

You notice one of them as the one who constantly pulls your dress over your head whenever he gets the chance. Jaemin.

And the rest of the guys you recognize them from the popular groups in the school. Two of them being the heartthrobs, frat boys Jaehyun and Mark. And the other guys, you don't know their names but you've seen them always around the popular guys.

"Guys, meet my rebranding camgirl," Donghyuck announces. His heat that's close to your back surprises you. His hands go either side of you before resting on the table trapping you in his arms. Your heart is pounding extremely fast and you have nowhere else to look except at the table when feeling all their stares on you.

"Fuck it's the girl with the granny panties," Your heart sinks when you hear Jaemin laugh. "You wanna make her your camgirl?"

"Donghyuck, this is what you went back for?" Jeno quizzes with his eyebrow up. "Really? You're gonna reject Crystal the pussy goddess for her?"

"She's good," You hear Donghyuck state. You can't see his face, but you can hear his playful smirk. "Hair, thighs, innocence. She's perfect for me to use. Like a fuckdoll."

Your ears are sharp to his words and you feel self conscious as he lists off your body parts like some items at an auction- as if he's selling you in a market.

"She looks timid," You glance up to one of the guy's who comments, Jaehyun. Your heart heaves in your chest. He's one of the seniors who studies construction.

"Exactly," Donghyuck's touch over your hips going down your thighs has your jolting slightly - making them snicker.

"She really squirmed by your touch, are you sure she's perfect?" Jeno questions with amusement while watching your nervous figure slightly quivering.

Donghyuck plants his hand on the top of your head running it down your soft hair. "Perfect for me because I can use this to my advantage. Innocent face brings money."

"I feel you," Mark smirks. "You wanna pollute her? That'll make good money and bring in a fresh audience for you."

One of the guys who hasn't spoken sighs and turns to you. "Did you agree to this whole claptrap?"

You're about to respond but unfortunately Donghyuck beats you to it. "Our agreement was that if she helps me I can help her bring something new to the table for her boyfriend. Renjun, you should've seen him, he's all squirmy and kissed her like it's a PG 8 movie. By the time I'm done with her, she'll be a freak. Her boyfriend will be satisfied to be dealing with a little girl who knows her shit. Don't you wanna be a freak babygirl?"

Your eyes lightly pop and just as you gasp in astonishment when he slaps your butt. The sound echo's around making the guys whistle. "Fuck, you should share her," You hear Jaehyun in between the other boys.

"Well I don't know about sharing, but this is my account on the line," Donghyuck states before pulling another stool. "Sit babygirl, Renjun what do you think? How can we market her?"

The guy who asked you if you agreed, types of on his laptop before turning to Donghyuck. "I'm not too thrilled with doing non consent marketing, but if she really wants we can make something work. At least it's not that old baggage anymore. My parents were beginning to wonder if I was sleeping with my grandma," The guy, Renjun grumbles before turning to you. "Are you in?"

You're sat uptight on the chair with eyes so large that it makes Donghyuck amorous and aroused. He couldn't already wait to use you and have you look at him with those eyes.

Hesitantly you nod your head and look down when hearing them howl and whistle again. Your neck and face is on fire just as your legs tightly shut. One comment throws you off guard but you try not to feel like a dirty cheater. "Wait you said she had a boyfriend? And she still wants to do this? With you?" Jeno shakes his head scoffing. "Not so innocent if you ask me,"

You haven't cheated yet, but the way they're discussing this like it's some big project has you feeling vulnerable and exposed. Even though the bell rings, you expect them to move but they're still in one place discussing how to use your image. Literally they create a whole report file for this new rebranding Donghyuck has in mind. They take in your information and Kink Factory account details and begin working. All of them.

Renjun types and creates strategies, while Mark gives 'scenarios' of what Donghyuck can do, with Jaemin adding in what types of kinks for Donghyuck to market and try out. As it's a whole 'new field' Jeno offers his expertise on how Donghyuck can use toys to bring up your best performances.

Meanwhile, your heart is hauls in your chest when you feel a stare coming from Jaehyun. One of the frat boys. He's eyes are scanning you up and down. Scanning you like meat ready to be eaten. Just as you think he won't make a move, he picks up a clipboard and pen.

"I'll measure her portions and cups," With Jaehyun getting off his chair and moving over to you, he lifts his hand waiting for you to take it. "Come on Princess,"

You're fragile when placing your hand in his large ones and get off your stool following him. You walk behind him while his hand holds onto yours as he leads you to some place. Going down the steps and walking past a few passages, you find him opening up a storage closet. He gets inside and you drag behind him being cautious.

Turning on the lights you see indeed that it's a storage closet with sets of mops and brooms and other cleaning machines sitting in the corner and there are shelves with cleaning products and racks of materials. Jaehyun locks the door and smiles when turning to you. "Alright let's check you out,"

You move back a bit when he steps forward. He halts when sensing that you're uneasy. "Don't worry, I'm just gonna check you out. I won't do anything you don't want me to do."

You don't know what to make of it. But you nod your head.

He takes out a tape measure and peers at you. "Stand against the wall,"

You follow and stand against the wall. Using one of the appliances on the shelves he places a straight ruler over your head before lining it off with a pencil. He's taller then you, so as he's up close to you measuring you, you can smell all of him in his mind capturing smell. After getting your height he measures it and then jots it down on the clip file.

He then cracks his knuckles surpassing his smile. "Ayt, the next part is a bit physical. I'll need you to stay still alright?"

You nod again.

Standing right in front of you. His large hands cup your cheeks. "Don't be nervous," He whispers. And carefully, his hands slide down to your neck and down lower.

Your chest rises and falls when his hands cup your boobs, and his hands lift up your slightly heavy boobs before squeezing them. Upon squeezing them a few more times, you're alert when his fingers slide up your shoulder handles and slide them down.

"Don't be nervous, I just wanna see how they look," he whispers. Your heart beats in your chest as the covering of your dress slowly falls and pools by your waist. Jaehyun's hands are skillful when removing your bra and tossing them aside. His eyes meet yours once before he smirks and his eyes go over your boobs. "They look good," His fingers play with your nipple by pinching them and pulling on them. He continues squeezing and lifting your breasts before he dips his head down and you shiver when his tongue swirls on your nipple.

You shudder as his other hand kneads on your other boob while he sucks and fills his entire mouth with your nipple. He moans and you shut your eyes in ecstasy laced in embarrassment. How are you letting this happen?

You don't know why, but it feels good and you can't help how little squeals leave your lips. That's music is Jaehyun's eyes as he peers up at you gladly before kissing up your chest and then he gets to your neck. You swear the moment his tongue circulates on your neck that your knees feel weak. His teeth sink into your neck as he plants sloppily and wet kisses tagged with bites that make you implore in pleasure. His tongue skillfully gnawing on that one spot that makes you fidget as you try to keep your eyes close by how good it feels.

Jaehyun parts from your neck and hums out. "Good," He picks up the file and ticks off some points writing down a few comments about your soft pleasing moans.

Then he picks up your bra and helps you put it on. You're even nervous when he helps put on your dress properly. Just as you think you're done, he kneels down on one knee and carefully his hands go up your thighs. Your legs feel tingles from his touch and you try to maintain your breath, only for it to be taken away again when he pulls his head underneath your dress. You cup your mouth trying to remain still as you feel his hands now pressing onto the flesh of your butt.

Jaehyun's hands knead on your ass as his nose basks in the scent of your wet underwear.

It takes just a moment for Jaehyun to pull your underwear down before his two fingers slide between your pussy lips. "You're a hairy little girl, it's been a while,"

You feel self conscious by his comment when his fingers continue to lubricate with your juicy juices. Already squirming and letting out tiny whimpers of pleasure, you're not expecting for his fingers to throttle right up your whole. But when it does you try to close your legs but Jaehyun's hand acts on it with a laugh and he tosses one of your leg above his shoulder to give him better access to your slippery wetness.

You're a trembling mess as the squelching sounds echo in the storage closet as well as your loud moans. "Mmmmh," You squeeze your eyes close trying to hold in your moans, but you can't help the sounds of bliss leaving you. You're in a euphoric state and on cloud 9 when Jaehyun adds in another finger stretching your walls to open up a little more.

How could this be so good? How could his fingers be more satisfying then Chenle's crotch? It shouldn't be possible but yet with the way your throat is jubilating in praises makes you wish for this to never end.

However when you legs start to tremble from the build up tagged together with the way Jaehyun moves his fingers in and out in a haste manner- you can't hold in any more of your sobs of pleasure as your hands finally grip onto his head underneath your dress as you push your pelvis more into his fingers- as you feel a wave of squirts shooting out of you.

Your legs can't stop shaking and your abdomen tightens in pleasure that you can't believe it.

Jaehyun gets out from underneath your dress with a face resembling surprise and perceiving in a cocky manner. You're too focused on the floor were your panty is being drenched by the wetness of the squirts that left you- that you don't notice Jaehyun placing his fingers in his mouth to taste you.

Despite smelling sweet, you taste a bit sour-yet Jaehyun wouldn't mind having to taste you. But considering it's his first time meeting you, he wouldn't want to risk anything, so as he licks his fingers clean and uses the hand sanitizer as well as a cloth to wipe his fingers, he ticks more on some boxes before bending down to pick up your underwear.

"I'm gonna keep this," He smiles and pats your back. "There's some tissues in the blue box. When you're done you can go back to your boyfriend, Donghyuck will send you a message,"

And with that he leaves you panting for air and marveling at the revelation that your body fluids just shot right out of you. That was the best experience you've ever had in under minutes and you're not even sure how you're able to stand. At the mere thought of standing, your legs give up on you and you fall to your knees panting out and shutting your eyes trying to relive the moment in your head.

"That was amazing," You breathe out while fixing your glasses.

Jaehyun goes back to his friends twirling your underwear on his index finger making Jaemin laugh. "Fuck they really are granny panties,"

"Thought I'd add this to my collection," Jaehyun states while taking a seat. "Smells amazing," Jaehyun tosses it in the air for Jaemin to grab.

Jaemin grabs onto it while stuffing his face on it. "Fuck, how does she taste,"

"Sour, but good," Jaehyun remarks. "Didn't get to eat her out. She got off from my fingers. Whoever her boyfriend is, he's never given it to her. She couldn't stop moaning,"

The boys read through the file that Jaehyun places on the table being amazed by how 'fresh', ‘untouched’ and ‘new’ you are. Mark reads through one of the tick boxes, 'Legs shake' and he turns to Donghyuck. "Did you know her legs shake?"

Donghyuck shakes his head reading through the messages on his phone from some of the thirsty girls who filled up his bank account. The only thoughts in his head is whether or not you could bring him enough money to pay off his debts.

"What made you even reject her?" Jeno asks.

"She has no personality," Donghyuck states. "But even with her legs shaking, she still has no personality, so we'll need things that'll make her pop. If we wanna grow her account to the same level as mine, she'd really need to have some kind of personality,"

"For what it's worth, her pussy is hairy." Jaehyun mentions. "Trimmed but hairy, and it looks fresh. She's never been used before. Her personality will be her pussy,"

-

20:00 pm.

You're finished submitting the last of your assignments months before the due date and rest back on your seat stretching your arms out. Today was a long and hectic day. You pick up your phone going into messenger. Chenle asked you to send him a text as soon as you finished. He sent the message around 2pm, but you know he's still waiting to talk to you. It almost like a night routine type of thing that you both did, if you did not sleep over at his house or he didn't sleep over at yours, then you'd engage by through text messages.

Surprisingly you chat with Chenle normally, talking about your assignments and his classes and everything else about you day except for the incident that happened between you and Donghyuck.

You take a breather, being relived that he doesn't bring it up...until he sends the message that's been on his mind: "Do you have time to talk about...something"

Thankfully just as the conversation is brought up, it's quickly dismissed and you feel relieved.

When you're done chatting with Chenle, you're about to go and sleep but then you hear your phone beeping nonstop. Picking it up, you're immediately taken aback by the number of notifications from Kink factory. Opening the app to make sure that you're not jinxing yourself, you see that indeed the notifications are for you indicating that you have some new followers.

[Jae_Peaches] followed you

[Sexy Sun] followed you

[xxxNanaxxx] followed you

[Nono] followed you

[Tongue in the game] followed you

[.R.] followed you

You recognize the first batch of people being from Donghyuck and his friend's group, but then there are 50 other new people who you're not familiar with and another batch of people you don't know. Curiously you peek into their accounts and are stunned that it's other hot males. You go through your profile again being in awe of the amount of new followers you have.

You and Chenle shared an account when watching pxrn from Kink Factory, and you both didn't pay mind to the profiles as you were only there to watch and not to engage. However when you created your own account you were left with 0 followers, but now all of a sudden, it's at a rocket high number of 153!

Innocent Baby Y/n

Following: 1 kink | Followers:153 kinkers

Subscribers: 6 | Cam Posts: 0 videos

You can't even comprehend how that is even possible. Not only do you have additional followers, but it seems that your page has been altered, because you don't remember placing a display photo or even any information on your account other than your name. But now, seeing your account, you're surprised by the alter ego personality from your account. Number one, the girl in the picture is not even you, or close to looking like you

You get an idea that perhaps it's Renjun or the group of guys who altered your account, otherwise it wouldn't be so pink and cute and colorful... No, it's certainly them who altered it.

* Bio: you don't even have to ask, the answer is always yes!💗

* Gender: 🤭female by day and kitten by night😺

* Interested in: filling all my wholes by a dominant male🤤

* Tip: i'm a shy innocent girl who loves sparkling things, cute things, delicious food. spoil me daddy, please🎀

* Kinks: breed me like your baby girl🥴i wanna be your baby so badly🥺

* Perks: i smell really good, and taste like pineapples- wouldn't you want to taste me🍍

* Earnings: i'm your cute and cheap little slut

→ ¥30 per night💲

Your hands hold onto your cozy and fluffy pajama pants as you read your about page. They've made you sound as though you're a horny child. A child who's lost their father and is in search for a new father.

Before you can further wrap your head around the situation you get a message.

Sexy Sun: Babygirl send me your address, I'm coming over

Your eyes enlarge as you reread over the message several of times.

What did you sign yourself into? Exactly what did you 'accept' for him to be all over your personal life almost invading it? You only gave your underwear and potentially your entire sex life, but this all feels too much. You get another message from him, saying how he doesn't like to be kept waiting.

Afraid of making him upset, you send your address and dorm number.

Sexy Sun: Oh you live in the college dorms? I'll be right over

Your eyes travel around your room, which is already clean and tidy and you wonder if you should prepare for him to come. Getting off your bed, you make your way to the bathroom and brush your hair, washing your face from the face mask you put over- before placing your glasses back on your face. Just as you're about to change your pajama's to normal clothes, you hear your door bell ringing.

Being reminded of how he doesn't like to wait, you quickly move over to the door and unlock it.

Donghyuck dressed in all black as usual, with that same leather jacket has his head down while holding onto a bag. You notice there's a cigarette bud dangling from the side of his lip. His head slowly moves up your figure, eyeing down your pants and grey sweat shirt. His eyes land on your pure and sinless eyes and he hums out. You're pretty. He tilts his head to the side giving you a little smile. "You weren't sleeping were you? It's work time,"

"Oh," You say with no courage, lacking your soul as your eyes light enlarge. "We start now?"

Donghyuck gently moves past your frame by the door and enters your dorm. He removes his shoes revealing his black socks and causally walks around. You hold in your breath when getting a whiff of his cigarette which smells so strong like caffeine Tabaco. He exhales and very soon once you close the door locking it, you feel congested by the scent and feeling almost frightened by his big large height in your room. You stand behind him as he moves around. "Your parents must be rich, you got the expensive suite. Indoor bathroom, living room and bedroom, wow, even a kitchen. I bet it even has an amazing balcony view." Donghyuck hums out impressed.

You don't know what to do as you follow behind him as he moves along the living room and to your room. The smell of his cigarette has you wishing it doesn't remain when he leaves- but it's too strong for you that you doubt even when he leaves it'll still be smelling.

As he anticipated, your room is just as minimalistic as your personality. It's in it's standard beige color and dull white colors of innocence. Damn you were an open book. Getting in your room, Donghyuck drops his bag on the ground while moving to the curtains which spread over two walls. He spreads them open and he feels relieved that there's some form of 'something' in your room. You lack vision and Donghyuck can't stand looking at the blank walls.

Even your study area is clear of any clutter. It's as though you're going to leave the building the next day, there's nothing around your room that screams any personality. Aside from the sensual and explicit outside night view, there's nothing else to look at in your room.

"This view is perfect," Donghyuck slides open a window letting the smoke air out. He turns back to you, watching you stand awkwardly in the middle of the room with your eyes on the white carpet. You had a long way to go if you had to take on the position to be his cam girl.

He'd need to change your style, give you some form of life that you could maintain and live up to, give you a personality and make you something...someone. Because as much as the shy girl innocent babe concept would take him far- he couldn't imagine spending a month with you and you had no flavor and were just dry.

He liked girls that were all over the place, he loved the wild fierce girls that surprised him every once in a while and he embraced those girls with open arms.

You needed to be up to his liking if he was going to take you far.

He moves over to his bag on the ground and splatters out all the things that were in his bag.

"Tonight, by your permission we can do something light. Kind of like an introduction and testing the waters with your appearance. The nice thing about your appearance has to be your glasses. They're not too small or too big, the fit perfectly on your face and enhance the mystical view of your eyes. Anyway, let me get these out,"

On the bed amongst the different colored teddy bears camera's and tripods and speakers, you're surprised to see baby blue lingerie as well as vibrators, dildo's, belts, collars, pacifier etc. that are used on pxrn movies. There's different types of them. "A-are you gonna use these? On me?" You timidly ask as you turn to him.

Donghyuck is too busy looking for an outlet to plug in his miniature speakers. Upon connecting them and setting up his phone, he moves over to the bed and takes a seat while picking up the camera and tripod. He nods his head in answering you. "In your cv you mentioned you're not comfortable with revealing parts of your body, so tonight we won't go too extreme. I wanna angle the camera in a way that it's mainly focused on your tits. Tonight, I'll only play with your tits. You good with that?"

Your lips are pressed tightly together but you find a way to nod your head despite not really digesting everything he said. Did he just mention tits? Aside from that you notice how much Donghyuck is different from when he is with his friends. He's more toned down instead of being bright and upbeat, he looks tired and worn out, but yet he's still willing to go this far with you, and if you dare even say he looks stressed- instead of looking relxd like he id with his friends...

"Be a doll and put this on," He navigates his eyes towards the lingerie. "Just wear it inside and then put back your pajama pants and top,"

You nod your head and pick up the garments that barely hide anything and are see through.

Donghyuck upon setting up the camera opens up his laptop and connects his charger as well as long USB cord to the camera. It begins showing the camera feed on his monitor screen and Donghyuck instantly logs into his account. He goes to create and as the camera switches on to the room, Donghyuck nods his head dragging in another whiff of smoke and opens another window opening a face time with Renjun. "Bro,"

"Damn, you were spot on." Renjun mutters. "Her room is bright."

"It's just walls and a bed and a table." Donghyuck mumbles and moves back placing his cigarette behind his ear. "Okay, how am I doing this?"

Renjun from his side takes a look at the room. "Give me a 360 view of the room,"

Donghyuck picks up the tripod turning around fully. "There's a full white wall of nothing and I think it irritates me more than anything,"

"Ditto," Renjun hums. "That background of the open curtains is really good. Try making it full, enhance the frame to focus on the both of you, yet the background should be highlighted as well.

Donghyuck after setting the camera in direct line with the bed and background moves to his laptop and adjusts the contrasts and saturation.

"That looks good," Renjun comments. "What deco did you bring?"

"Teddy bears and some dildos," That makes Renjun faintly laugh. Renjun was the type of person who hardly laughed at things, so hearing him laugh makes Donghyuck's ear perk up. "What's funny?"

"How'd she react to the dildos?"

"She asked if I'd use it on her," Donghyuck remarks while taking the teddy bears and placing them in the background. "Should I use it on her?"

Renjun shakes his head leaning back. "Jaehyun said she couldn't even handle his fingers, how would she even be able to handle your dildos. Play it cool Sunshine, it's just a showcase,"

Donghyuck sighs. "I can't afford for my subscribers, ratings and tips to go down. This needs to be the best showcase. I need the money,"

"You're all business talk, try not to get in your own head and enjoy the experience." Donghyuck hears Jaemin over Renjun's laptop. "I can't wait for it to start, I'll be tuning in. Make sure to make her squirt, Jaehyun said-"

Donghyuck rolls his eyes. "As if I'd need to learn how to pleasure a girl from you or Jaehyun. Let me remind you who's-"

"Ego aside, please don't get in your own head. Connect with her, and keep eye contact," Renjun interrupts before turning to his roommate. "Zip your mouth,"

Donghyuck continues enlightening your room trying to make it look minimalistic yet effortlessly girly. He did some research on girly rooms, and it seems the heart of all girly rooms was a light pink, white and brown teddy bear with hearts in their stomachs.

Thankfully the decorations of teddy's and dildos sit in well within the background of the night view. Donghyuck moves to the light switch wanting to turn the lights off, but when he sees there's a knob to dim the lights, he feels extremely glad. "Renjun check this out,"

Donghyuck dims the lights completely until their off before he brings back the light seeing that it can still go brighter. "Make the room dark," Renjun comments. "It makes the night city look hella fire,"

Donghyuck does as told before moving to the laptop and adjusting it. Still waiting on you, he moves to the closet hoping to find your wardrobe. He was hoping to find- perfect.

Meanwhile, you walk out your bathroom and into your room in the same clothes. Your eyes scan the area and you feel eager by the new decorations. There are multiples of teddy bears with different sizes all on your bed, which create a perfect little world and setting for a helpless baby little girl.

Upon your arrival Donghyuck digs through his leather jacket before handing you a white blindfold and pink mask. You take the blindfold and mask in your hands looking at them curiously. "There's nothing much I can do for your face not to be revealed, so it's either you block out your eyes or you cover you mouth. Blocking your eyes would mean ditching your glasses. I prefer you to cover your mouth, 'cause your eyes are a whole key." Donghyuck suggests whilst thinking of what Jaehyun said. Jaehyun loved how your eyes instantly gave away how much you loved it.

If Donghyuck was going to use you, he needed to utilize you to the fullest, from head to toe he needed to discover all your perky traits and milk them out.

You already had the looks, all that was left was some personality enhancement.

Taking Donghyuck's advise you take the pink girly looking mask and cover your mouth with it. "Alright babygirl, I need you on the bed,"

As you direct your steps towards the bed, Donghyuck's eyes are on his screen. The view is perfect, you look perfect in your pajama's and the cam is set.

"Wait, let's change your shirt," Donghyuck mumbles while turning around. "Where is your wardrobe? I'll look through it,"

You point it out to him. When reaching your wardrobe he already has a brief idea of what he'll see and how your clothes will be. He's not even fazed when he opens the wardrobe and sees your clothes the way he envisioned it. Dresses on one side of the hangers and jackets on the other and below inside different square spaces are organized collections of your shorts, shirts, buttoned shirts, trouser, long sleeves, skirts- heck you even have labels underneath each row.

He goes straight for the shirts and brings them all out. You get fazed by this as you watch him squat down while looking through the different shirts on the ground. He doesn't even bother fixing them as he picks out one white shirt that's both soft and has a silk element and walks to you.

"Put this on, it's material is satin" Donghyuck hands it to you while sitting down next to you on the bed. "The fabric feels cool and smooth against the skin, which can help regulate body temperature and provide a comfort when having sex,"

He bounces on the bed a bit unbothered by your cheeks that heavily blush. Sensing your hesitancy and sudden stiffness, Donghyuck turns to you. You look nervous, and presumably shy to change.

His hand goes behind your back and caresses it causing your back to automatically arches straighter within his touch. "I know it's your first time babygirl, but I need you to try and get used to this. I teach you sex to my thousands of subscribers and in your favor you go and use the skills and techniques you've learnt on your boyfriend."

It's all too fast, you wanna say. But just hearing his words makes you realize the seriousness of what you signed up for. Him already touching you, and a camera already watching you just reveals how much of a heavy deal and bargain this is. This is cheating to it's finest.

When you don't say anything, Donghyuck's hands have a mind of their own as he scouts too close to you and his hand rounds your waist just as the other holds onto the fabric of your night shirt. His other hands gets a hold too and your heart beats faster by how slowly he's pulling the material up. "Relax and let me take care of you babygirl," He whispers.

Your heart caves in your chest when looking into his eyes as he continues to remove your shirt. Upon getting the sweat shirt off, Donghyuck's eyes instantly latch on your full boobs in the baby blue see through bra that had some white flower designs.

"Fuck, so big," Instead of Donghyuck voicing out the words, your ears perk up when hearing it from some place. Turning your head to the side you notice a laptop. Its opened on two windows, but on the other window you make out two people. Renjun and Jaemin. The words coming out from Jaemin.

Your hands go up to shield yourself as you realize they can probably see you because of the tripod camera that's right in front of your bed. But before your hands can do anything Donghyuck already has them going into the satin shirt. He drags it gently over your body and you try to calm down when he gets up and moves to the laptop. "See you when I get back,"

"We'll be watching," Donghyuck hears Jaemin enthusiastically squeal like a little girl. Donghyuck doesn't respond but closes his face time. He joins in your account (which he recently followed) and sets a 10 minute count down alerting his users and subscribers. He switches on the speaker and syncs it to his laptop 'cutesy s3x pl4ylist'.

He then removes his leather jacket leaving it on the table. Taking the cigarette from behind his ear and inhaling sharply into it while moving to the camera, he takes a stance and simply watches you from the camera angle. "I made a little cute playlist for you." He says as soon as the low music plays in the background. "Lets do this."

Something shifts inside of him. His camera alter ego taps into him as he stares you down like a prey he's ready to tarnish. With your mouth covered by your mask and your eyes purely anticipating and fearfully awaiting him, has him smoking the last of his cigarette before stubbing it out with his fingers and moving to the bed. He gets on the bed but instead of sitting next to you he moves behind you- draping his legs over on each side of you trapping you inside him. Your back presses on his chest just as he makes himself comfortable. He knows he has to take it slow, but just the moment your body heats up his front it brings out his whole alter ego.

You get a whiff of the awful cigarette scent but fix your face when his breath brushes against your earlobe. He hums out and allows his hands to rest on your thighs gently rubbing it up and down. "I'm a performer when the camera lights turn red. For tonight, I want you to relax and allow me to take care of you. No talking, no fear. Just desire, lust and thirst. Feel me," He whispers slowly and faintly.

His hands already rubbing in a slow manner up and down your thighs. He spreads his legs just as his hands part your thighs and in the same motion his palms go up your thighs and over your clothed heat before going down again. His nose begins smelling down your neck as his lips kiss your shoulders.

Your breathing is steady and your eyes are shut as you bask in him. You tilt your head to the side as soon as his lips meet your neck. Your breath hitches when he licks up your neck and plants light kisses against your jaw. You hum in satisfaction just as his hands place themselves on your breasts squeezing them.

"Feel me." He repeats his words as he rubs your breasts. A soft moan escapes you when his other hand goes lower pressing into your core. "Let me feel you." He says once more. You're sure that if your heart was still beating you'd be dead right now from all the adrenaline rushing through your veins as you try to compose and conceal your emotions.

Donghyuck, aware of this, can feel you trembling and tingling underneath his touch. He sucks gently on your neck eliciting a shudder of pleasure from you. His tongue flicks over the skin there and he pulls away leaving wet marks where his saliva is lingering. Your eyes snap open catching his lips in a sly smile. Without warning, he leans forward sliding your mask down and pressing his lips firmly against yours - and boy are you exotic to his lips. You've never been kissed like this before - with such passion, lust, desperation. This is something different. Something hot, intense and dangerous. You gasp when he pushes harder against your lips deepening the kiss. Your hands which have timidly been on his thigh squeeze him as you lean in more for the kiss.

His lips are so hot and gentle. They make you want more and you want more and he knows it and he lets you. As long as you were enjoying yourself he didn't mind indulging you as much as possible. The only thing that mattered right now was the number of views and tips he kept hearing in between the beats of the song. Seems like his audience were enjoying the show. His fingers move under the elastic of your pajama pants and he skids his fingers past your underwear and over your wet moisturized heat.

You breathe out in ecstasy just by the feel of his fingers driving circular motions around your clit, rubbing and swirling around- you arch your back from him lightly. But at the exact same time you want the most and need to feel his lips again. You pull back from the kiss panting as you stare up at him. Yet he dives back for your lips as his other hand slides underneath your shirt squeezing your boob.

Meanwhile the comment section is wilding out in praises just as the tips keep coming in.

Comments:

-now that's what I'm talking about, a cute little girl with the body of a woman! shit take off her top *sends 100pts

-show us her tits! i'm dying over her man

-is that our new baby? damn look at her hands on his thighs🤤🤤damn she's shy fuck her already *sends 50pts

-boobs???? are so much better then Cammy's old saggy boobs

-*sends 1000pts

-that view is to die for *sends 8pts

-nice girl👅

-damn she's shaking look at her legs! *sends 300pts

And just like the comments fire up so are your legs when shaking. You don't know how he does it but when his fingers continuously rub on your clit in a fast motion, you feel your knob tingling and swelling up. Your moans start growing louder as you can't contain yourself anymore. Through the kiss, Donghyuck can hear just how heavy you're breathing and how much you're enjoying it. He bites onto your lip inserting his tongue and allowing it to collide with yours.

Being hit with so many factors you're not too sure what you should focus on as you feel an overdose of pleasure wash over you just as your braincells tighten and you yelp out of Donghyuck's kiss when feeling your hips buck higher and twitch. Donghyuck licks his lips panting out when rubbing your knob with excessive speed feeling his fingers and hands being met with so much spritz of your cum. Donghyuck chuckles lowly just as he feels your pajama pants getting wet and the sounds of the tips ringing nonstop. Donghyuck colides his lips with yours again, not giving you time to fully digest that you just had an orgasm.

He doesn't break from the kiss and he doesn't stop when hearing your whimper by the lack of his touch on your pussy. His fingers slide out of your pajama pants being wet. Leaving your boob his hands begin to pull down your pajama pants. Without stopping the kiss Donghyuck helps you shift your butt up as he begins removing your pants.

He's so skillful that he doesn't once stop the kiss nor open his eyes as he helps your legs slide out your pants. You're so wet. Your pants are drenched and the leaking is still going down your legs as patches of wet and whites cloud your underwear. "Such a milky little girl, you liked that didn't you," Donghyuck mouths in between the kiss.

You on the other hand are breathing in and out of the kiss getting lost of air but at the same time your nerves get the best of you by him removing your pants and exposing your legs and underwear.

When your pants are off, his hands slide up your waist now bringing your top over. It disrupts the kiss just a little, but within those few seconds you moan just as Donghyuck whispers in a husky tone. "Focus on me okay babygirl," His lips dive straight into yours as he leaves your body exposed in that fine baby blue lingerie. His hands roam your body now pressing his hands all over your flesh. Gripping your skin, chunks of your thighs, squeezing and grabbing your crotch. You're a whimpering mess with your eyes closed as you try to focus on the kiss but your mind is just too foggy with lust to register anything else right now. Clouded with thoughts of the sensation his hands have on your naked flesh.

With one hand now gripping your breast while your other hand grabs his hair, his teeth nip playfully at your earlobe while you're biting back moans. His fingers back inside your underwear continuing the motion.

Your trembling moan is the result of Donghyuck rubbing on your sensitive clit again. Your legs try to close shut, but he drapes his leg over yours and opens your leg up wider. "Show them how wet you are, they love this," He lets go of your lips and begins sucking on your earlobe as his other hand pulls down your bra and exposes your nipple. All shame leaves your body as you're too focused and indulged into it that you find it so hard to pay attention to anything else.

Trapped in Donghyuck's touch, your head thrusts to the side as your eyes roll being pleasured beyond comparison. You don't know why you were against this, this is amazing.

You don't even have control anymore as your vocal cords voice out your moans of pleasure and you are jubilated in lust.

Donghyuck's eyes peer for a little to your fazed out expressions and he thinks back to what Jaehyun said- how your pussy is your personality. Pressing more into your pussy and seeing how you shake severly before your hips buck again forward, Donghyuck holds onto your abdomen with his other hand keeping you against him as he feels your quivering state. You try to close your legs but Donghyuck has them tightly locked underneath his own leg, but he does allow you to drag out your high in bliss and joy.

Your breathless pants are cute, your gasping pants are soft the same way a baby coo's peacefully after suckling on her mothers milky nipple. He pats your pussy lightly giving you praises of how you were such a good baby for him.

You try to hear your own voice over the loud pounding of your heart. You blink your eyes several times trying to bring yourself out of the hazy and distorted daze you were in. Donghyuck places a kiss on your cheek and pats your mouth before plunging in his fingers in your mouth. "Suck on it and tell me how you taste,"

You suck on his four fingers in your mouth, your tongue gliding over them. You didn't think it was true, but you sorta tasted like pineapple but a more sour kind. Donghyuck's lips are slightly parted as you look at him feeling shy all over again.

You're not aware that the camera's lights stopped blinking- but you do notice that the music stops and just like that Donghyuck slips his fingers out your mouth.

"That was better then expected." He rolls over off the bed going straight for his laptop.

You're left in heat. All shame returns when you look at how much of a mess you've made. From white juices' dripping from your covered core, to watery cum being on your titled floor as well as your carpet- and not to mention your pajama's that are tossed aside looking like you just peed yourself. It's a mess. You fix the bra strap back over your shoulder and put back the shirt over your body. You feel ashamed the moment your senses return. You were like a hooligan.

Just as your eyes go over to Donghyuck, you notice how he's lighting up another cigarette and starts smoking while sitting on your chair typing rapidly on his laptop. You can hear your voice moaning and it dawns on you that he's watching the video of you.... You're too deep in your thoughts of shame and belittlement that you don't hear when he calls you.

"Damn babygirl, you were perfect," He mutters looking at all the pts tips that entered. "We got up to 38,893 tips. Converting this to cash will pay all my expenses. I could share with you if you want,"

Donghyuck's ears met with silence after he voices out his thoughts. When not hearing you, he turns his head to you.

"Yho, babygirl you good?"

"Hm?" You break out of your thoughts and look up to him. Your hands are on the edges of your shirt. "Tips? W-was it filming? You mean to tell me I exposed myself on camera while you fingered me and showed my breasts?" You don't know whether it comes out sounding conflicted or stressed, but when the words leave your mouth Donghyuck lays his laptop down.

He nods his head, trying to appear calm despite the joy spreading all over his body- he senses that you're no longer in the same blissful high and joyous mood you were in 3 minutes ago. But what can he say, his pts tips with you have risen from his usual 25,000 tips to over 35,000 going to 38,893 tips! That was impeccable. You didn't seem so boring anymore, knowing the power of your pussy is what got him on this high level- and actually happy. But seeing you not so happy, makes him 'try' to empathize. He can't lose you, you're a prized possession now. "You're not happy?"

Your lips are dry, but you remove the mask from your face. "I didn't even know it was recording,"

"That's a good thing that you didn't pay mind to it-"

You don't mean to interrupt, but you interrupt. "I was naked on camera and the mask that was supposed to cover my face was down on my chin."

Hearing you subtly complain is interesting to Donghyuck. You looked so helpless. "I doubt anyone saw your face-"

"Oh my god I was naked on camera." You cover your face with your hands as your thoughts take away the pleasure you felt. "What if my boyfriend-"

Donghyuck lowly curses and comes over to you on the bed. "Hey baby look," Donghyuck licks his lips. "I kept my word and said we'd do something light. With the lights dimmed and your face bashed up against my own as we kissed, I doubt anyone could make out your face. But if it really upsets you, I'm sorry and I'll try my best next time to not get carried away. You just looked so good I had to kiss you, you're lips are all swollen now,"

Donghyuck's hands hold onto your wrists bringing them down. His thumb rubs over your lips and he displays a little smile.

"You didn't like kissing me?" He asks while searching through your eyes. He watches as your face turns a light shade. "You were a really good kisser, and I bet if you kiss your boyfriend like you kissed me, and tell him how to touch you the way I touched you, he'd be pleased at your private lessons with me,"

You huff out quietly and peek up into his eyes before looking down again. "I know I agreed to this, but..."

"But?"

"I've never..." You take a deep breath and try to express yourself without fear. "I'm new to all this. My boyfriend usually asks me before he does something, he prepares me of what he's going to do. You just kissed me and touched me and took off my clothes and made my body feel..."

"Good?"

You sigh feeling your cheeks now glowing. You shyly keep your head down. "Okay, it felt g-g-good but..." You don't know how to express it.

How to express how overwhelmed it all feels. Hours ago, they were writing down this whole report case and just before you know it he's knocking down on your door and you're rubbed off by him on camera. You felt that it was all to fast.

Donghyuck's not dumb, in fact he can understand your unsaid words. "When I asked for your panties in class, you gave them too me willingly. I don't know if you took the money that I left on the desk, but that was me being respectful by paying for your underwear. I've been told I'm a bit unorthodox, so it may come as a surprise to you, but I started this channel fucking old ladies for money. The older the lady, the more money from house wives. Some of these ladies had husbands, others were as old as my mother, and few had grandkids already. What you're feeling, is something I felt when starting off, it's even something the old ladies I fucked were feeling- wondering if we're insane for having sex on a camera. You submitted your CV with requests of satisfying your life with your boyfriend. I'm in need of a cam girl to replace one of my old cam girls, she got married again for the fourth time and wanted to settle down with the dude- anyway back to the point. Choosing you as my cam girl required me to have a rebrand with someone my age. Perhaps this was a bit escalated, but I wanted you to get used to the field already before we go any deeper. Just like I took your underwear and gave you money, what we have between us is purely transactional."

For some reason, it hurts when he says it like that, but it's true. You did sign yourself up for him.

"I give you pleasure and you give me your body. Keep in mind that I'm not trying to destroy you and your boyfriend's relationship, I'm simply benefitting from this new rebrand. As much as I'm taking advantage of you, you need to take advantage of me too. I don't care shit about your boyfriend when I'm fucking you, or having my fingers deep in you. And neither should you care." He remarks. "We don't have to meet up every night, but once in a while when we meet up we know it's business and nothing deep. It's considered cheating for you, but in my world it's just sex. No attachments, no strings, no feelings, just give and take. If anything I'm just here for the money."

"So it doesn't bother you that people are watching?"

"I know it feels heavy first time, but something I do is just to already start making out with you, that way when the camera actually starts filming I won't have to greet the audience and what not. They're just there to watch us. They could care less about what we do outside of this. So no, it doesn't bother me. But if it bothers you, trust me when I say I won't make it as awkward and bothering for you. Just tell me what you don't like and I'll work on it. With that, I apologize for allowing a portion of your face to be seen. For what it's worth, my cam only lasts 15 minutes, a total of 5 songs then it's done. So you won't have to bear being fucked for crazy hours."

He seems nonchalant throughout his whole speech and it's almost scary for you, how nothing he said triggered any emotion in him. He said it's just sex and that people don't care. It makes you feel so dirty and raw, because in your world, it's sacred and traditional. "So... Will you come tomorrow again?"

With that he gets up and begins packing up his things. "If you want me to, you can send me a text. If you're not interested, I get it."

All you can do is watch Donghyuck smoke and pack up all his things. He doesn't say anything else, he doesn't even say bye before leaving your room walking out the main door.

You tell yourself, that you never ever want to experience that again. So when he leaves you find yourself deleting the app Kink Factory. Whatever that shit was, will not happen again.

-

"Dude it's been on the top 5, shifting between 2, 3 and 1 for fucking 4 good fucking days now," Jaemin exaggerates while holding up 4 fingers. "And you're telling me you're looking for another cam girl? He has to be fucking crazy right?"

Jaehyun who's in the process of modelling his 3D cardboard house looks up to Jaemin and then to Donghyuck. Donghyuck is writing down some notes and eating on his own mixed fruit salad. "Ayo Sunshine, are you gonna say anything?"

"What's there to say?" Instead of Donghyuck answering, it's Renjun that answers as he types away on his laptop. "If the girl doesn't want, she doesn't want. We can't force her."

"What bull," Jaehyun rolls his eyes putting on his magnifying glasses to seal some glue on cardboard. "She got cold feet or what?"

"Then she shouldn't have agreed in the first place," Jaemin complains. "This is why I always say we need contracts. Once you sign that paper the deal can never be undone. Fucking bitch."

"Ey," Donghyuck looks up trying to hide his amusement. "Don't be bitter Jaem. She's not used to this and I don't wanna force her."

"You don't wanna-" Jaemin stops himself smacking his head in frustration. "Are you hearing yourself? This is the moment that we-"

"Jaemin." Donghyuck sets his pen down peeking at Jaemin. He understood the frustration coming from his friend, but he also didn't care as much. "I'm not gonna lie, pleasing her felt ten times better then being balls deep in her. Her body is like a machine, you hold it the right way and you can feel it turn on. She's soft but so fragile,"

"We could tell," Jaehyun mumbles focusing on pressing the cardboard onto its place. "Her eyes dude, they were in circles-"

"Forget that, her legs...no that pelvis had a life of its own," Jaemin chuckles recalling watching how your pussy kept swallowing Donghyuck's fingers whole. "She-" Jaemin stuffs his face in his hands mentally dying in lust. "Fuck. You can't control shit like that. Those legs started shaking on their own and her body, damn Donghyuck. Did it not occur to you that I used to flash her skirt up high just to laugh at her granny panties? Now I'm feeling so hard thinking about her granny panties-" Jaemin grunts. "Dude just get her back."

"No." Donghyuck shakes his head getting back to his work. While Jaemin and Jaehyun lament over what could've been on you- Renjun takes notice of how Donghyuck smirks secretly before eating on his fruits.

Normally Donghyuck never got in predicaments like these, but seeing as he did and he wasn't looking fazed only made Renjun suspicious. Knowing his friend for more than 5 years, he knew that Donghyuck was a mastermind manipulator who always had plans up his sleeves. If you weren't agreeing to work with him, Renjun just wonders exactly how Donghyuck would get you back.

Because the smirk emitting from his lips only proved to Renjun that Donghyuck had something up his sleeves.

The talks of you dial down as Mark and Jeno finally join the group after coming out of their afternoon class. "Have you guys been waiting here for a while?"

"Almost 3 hours." Jaemin whines. "What took you guys so long? I thought you went there to submit your work,"

"We did," Mark runs his hand through his hair. "We got held back because Jeno here wanted extra credits. Anyway, are we gonna go or are you guys just gonna sit around,"

"Man I'm beat," Jeno groans when checking the time seeing it's 17h00 pm. "I'm never going to submit late ever again."

While Jeno begins walking out the canteen trying to be ahead of his group of friends so that he can reach their shared dorm apartment...or rather flophouse- you and your boyfriend Chenle are in the comforts of your room.

Chenle initiates a kiss. The kiss you're expecting is something that makes you feel alive. Yet when Chenle has his hand gently underneath your jaw laying simple pecks over your lips in a rhythmatic pattern, your mind is brought back to reality to how Chenle normally kisses.

He was…is the soft type. So he'd never do anything against your will.

Your lips are agitated and you have to hold yourself back from trying to pick up the pace a little. You try to think how the kiss from Donghyuck began. How from one second it went from just a kiss to making you feel like you were experiencing a kiss from out of this world. Unlike Donghyuck, who's kiss was demanding, commanding and eager, Chenle's kisses were soft and sweet as cotton candy. If you had to describe it (and being truthfully honest to yourself), Chenle's kiss wasn't intoxicating and full of fire like Donghyuck's kiss- whereby your whole mind was foggy and blurred. But instead, Chenle had the most softest lips ever and when kissing against yours, you felt bad that you could only think about Donghyuck and how mind wrecking his kiss was.

You have to snap yourself back to the present moment instead of allowing your mind to drift into space while you think of another guy instead of your boyfriend. But you can't help but think how much potential Chenle has when kissing you. He could be like Donghyuck too… if he just worked on some things, maybe you would feel turned on by the kiss.

Your heart heaves in your chest, when he stops the kiss and like usual looks at you with excited eyes. "Is that okay?"

You nod your head humming out happily. "That was good. Uh, baby can you just… like…not tell me what you want to do to my body? Can you just do what you want, without asking me permission?" You ask as gently as possibly.

Chenle's head tilts to the side while he tries to take in your words. "Oh. You don't want me to ask permission? But what if you're not comfortable?"

Uncomfortable is what you felt in the beginning with Donghyuck but then it turned to a mind blowing experiment. "It's okay," You nod your head. Eagerly watching him to see what he'll do.

He slowly nods his head. You try to be hopeful that tonight's session will be a bit different from yesterday.

So yesterday you had sex again with Chenle, but the results where him combusting very easily again while barely being in you. You didn't like that you don't know what Donghyuck did exactly to get you in that state. You were barely conscious and your whole mind was numb as you only focused on the pleasure Donghyuck brought upon you. You wanted for Chenle to do what Donghyuck did to you too. But you don't know what Donghyuck did.

The best thing you can do, is tell your boyfriend Chenle to do what he wants without constantly asking you if this or that was okay. You just wanted him to do it.

You lean your body back when Chenle drapes his legs over your body. His hands boldly resting on either side of your waist as he leans down to your face, pressing his forehead against yours. You can see the way his pupils dilate. "Are you sure?"

You nod, closing your eyes so you don't let tears leak from them. "Yup."

"Okay…"

When you open your eyes again, you watch how Chenle licks his lips. "I've always wanted to do this ever since I saw Sexy Sun do this. Stop me if you don't like it, 'kay?"

"Mhm," You nod, bracing yourself for what he's always wanted to do. Pressing his lips onto yours, his tongue slides along the your mouth. It takes you some moments to realize what he said, but you close your eyes again and let yourself feel how wonderful his tongue feels sliding around yours. His tongue just slithers around. Feeling his tongue on yours, you can't help but swirl yours equally around his tongue. You moan and encourage him. "Good,"

Chenle takes it a step further and hesitantly places his hand on your exposed thigh. HIs hand roams around your thigh before going up along the smoothness of your leg and your legs part lightly. You feel his touch against your panties and gasp into the kiss.

Chenle's fingers rub over your panty lightly. Although it wasn't wet before by his dry kiss, you can feel yourself slowly being aroused by his fingers. As he continues his exploration of your womanhood, his fingers start to rub across the sensitive spot which earns another moan from you.

It's not as deep as Donghyuck's fingers and how they never stopped, but you don't mind. You rock your hips into his hand while you continue kissing him. This time you understand that Donghyuck basically had his way with you by stimulating different parts of your body at once.

Chenle too starts moaning into the kiss. Reeling your body up, and his fingers slightly getting deeper and more into your wet exposed underwear, you buck your hips while your hand holds onto his arms just as your legs slowly start o shake from the pleasurable sensations. Your thighs tremble under his fingers. "Chenle…" You breathe out softly when feeling you're about to cum.

You let out a loud breath of pleasure as he pulls away. Although you didn't squirt, just by feeling the sudden impact made you feel really good. "Was that okay?"

You nod, your breathing heavy. "Yeah." You swallow with excitement in your eyes. "That was really good baby,"

He smiles, kissing you one more time before adjusting his position and helping you remove your underwear just as he pulls down his own boxers. He aligns his member in the entrance of your whole. And just as much as you anticipate something better, your excitement is short lived when he barely places his member into your womanhood. And just like all the other times, you feel like you're cock holding for him again.

He somehow gets off to that and moans out after several minutes of humping 'in and out' of you. You fake your moan and just before you know it, he looks truly pleased with himself. He throws the condom in the nearest bin and lays together with you on the bed after both cleaning up. Chenle helps to clean you up, just as you clean him up.

It's when you lay together in bed, with you laying your bac against his chest and him hugging your waist. You suddenly remember his words and wonder which Kinker taught him that. "So where did you learn that move from?"

"Sexy Sun," Chenle smiles lightly, his eyes are closed, but he manages to kiss the top of your head. "So apparently Sexy Sun came out with a new live video and ever since he reposted it, it's been trending on Kink Factory for a while now. I mean, I can't see the trending video, because for some reason I'm not allowed to view it. But either way, I saw someone else leaked a snippet of it. So he's pleasing this girl and…" Chenle gulps and clears his throat. He always felt awkward talking to you about other girls bodies. But at the same time how could he talk to you about Sexy Sun without mentioning that the part he saw was how Sexy Sun made this mysterious girl squirt out soo much. She was so fucking good to look at and Chenle liked seeing how Donghyuck pleased her…he wished he could do the same for you.

While Chenle stops himself from describing how desireable the girl was, you on the other hand feel heavy in your heart. Your tongue feels so thick that it can't move.

Trending? Kink factory? Sexy Sun? Pleasing a girl?

Could that girl be you?

No. No way. You left him days ago and never logged onto Kink Factory again. It must be some other girl he replaced you with.

"I hate to say it baby, but she was really feeling him." Chenle's eyes open as his hand flings backwards to scamper over his pants on the floor. He brings out his phone and puts it within your view as he logs onto his Kink Factory account. You watch as he goes to his saved pile videos to a snippet.

Your eyes enlarge just as you feel your heartbeat stop.

The video…the snippet is of you and Donghyuck. Donghyuck has your legs wide open with the pajama's scampered on the floor. You try not to gasp in horror of how Donghyuck's fingers are smeared in your wetness as his lips distract yours by giving you a heavy kiss.

Watching it on video vs feeling it gives off 2 different types of aura's. On one hand, the video looks so professional and if that girl wasn't you, you'd probably envy her for being pleased the way she was. But seeing that it's you, has you feeling so much conflictions.

"Baby," You hold onto Chenle's arm that's around your waist. "Y-you like this?"

Chenle presses pause on the video, wondering if you didn't like it or if you have a problem with him liking it. "I know I'm not supposed to save it, since we don't save videos but…this was hot,"

"You find this hot?"

As Chenle can't see your face, just as much as you can't see his face, you both have opposite features and reactions. Chenle is hesitant in answering while you look over the moon.

"It's okay if you find this hot." You mummer with some form of joy. "It looks really…"

"New," Chenle hums. "He's going through a rebranding apparently and he found a shy girl." Chenle informs. "I don't know, but I feel like that kinda fits our genre. You know, exploring and all. After watching just the snippet, I really wanted to watch more. But again, it's like I'm blocked from seeing it or something. I think it's just the system and that I'll be able to see it again later, but until then, the video is hot and we could…you know, work with his new content,"

You wonder how Chenle doesn't recogonise the background of the video. Did the teddy bears, the dildo's and the open view really distract Chenle from seeing that it's your room? You don't know why, but you feel really good.

It's like somehow, your self-esteem is boosted. "So what I'm hearing is that, you want to try out new things. Right?"

"I mean," Chenle closes his phone tossing it over on the bed. "Only if you are."

To be honest, he's been wanting to switch things up for the longest of time, and hearing you react positively to it, makes him eager.

-

Donghyuck had a feeling in him that you'd come back. At first, he didn't want to bank on it, since you never called him or sent a text back. But after catching your boyfriend watch the video in one of the bathroom stalls, Donghyuck felt this upliftment as though he knew that you'd come back.

He didn't have the assurance, but he did have the guts to walk up to Chenle and tell him more about the rebrand and new shy cam girl. If Chenle liked it, then you'd want to come back to him. Why? Because you wanted to please your boyfriend. And what's the first step to pleasing your boyfriend? Liking the things he liked.

Donghyuck knew exactly what he was doing when he purposely blocked Chenle's account from viewing his new released videos. And when he told Renjun to post a snippet to get more people to view the video- he knew that amongst the people Chenle would be part of the multitude. And boy was he right.

Donghyuck smiles to himself looking up to the clouds while leaning on the back of the dormitory building. He puffs out some smoke, before inhaling another breath full of smoke as he walks around the building, deciding to take a stroll. As he's walking, Renjun spots him.

"I don't like how calm you are about everything happening," Renjun starts upon seeing Donghyuck's smile.

"Come on Injun," Donghyuck chuckles. "Live a little."

"Live a little?" Renjun raises a brow. "Should I remind you that it's almost been 7 days since you last posted? This isn't normal Donghyuck. You post regularly and almost daily. But after that upload with that shy girl, you've barely been online. So I want you to come clean now. Tell me what's up your sleeves, why you always got a smile like you won the lotto, and whether or not you got a new girl to replace-"

"You guys stress too much you know,"

Renjun rolls his eyes. "You smoke too much you know. It's affecting your thought process. I hope you realize the end of the month is coming and we need money. Money for rent, water, food- not to mention our damn tuition. Why do you keep smiling like you've got this mastermind plan? Because as far as I know, after you received your money from Kink Factory for that video with that shy girl, you blew it all on your stupid cyberpunk project."

"I don't know how many times I have to say this, but my money isn't just my money. I've got so many things to do with money that I always end up broke in the end. Can't you pay this month's rent for me? I'll pay your next month, so that's double," Donghyuck huffs in a lung full amount of smoke. He really hated when he was reminded of his shitty reality. Especially when it involved money. Upon letting go of some air, Donghyuck tries to bring himself back into a calm state.

"Bro, I can't keep paying shit for you. I already help you so much with your stupid Kink account. Do you know how much sleep I lose trying to maintain your account? It doesn't help that we've planned this whole rebrand only for it to blow up in our faces-"

"It's not gonna blow up in our faces-"

Renjun rolls his eyes. "And how the fuck do you know that? News flash, your muse of a shy girl hasn't texted back in a week and the end of the month-"

"Fuck man, stop mentioning end of the month you're killing my vibe." Donghyuck's face turns sour as he takes in another drag of cigarette. "And for fucking dear life, just trust me, keep your fingers crossed and pray for me."

With that, Donghyuck walks away from Renjun.

When Monday rolls in, Donghyuck is stuck on thinking what the hell he'll do if you're indeed not coming back. After his morning class, Donghyuck doesn't have the strength to attend any more classes as his mind is stressed. Deciding to bring back his peace, his feet lead him on campus grounds- trying to look for a bimbo hoe to 'make him feel good'. Some of the campus sluts only wanted a selfie instead of getting paid to the full, so when Donghyuck finds one of his favorite busty girl's, he begins making his way towards her.

Talking her into giving him just a blow job, the two are snuggled up in the public toilet as she gets on her knees and begins sucking Donghyuck off. Donghyuck lights up another cigarette while the girl on her knees deep throats him- making him feel pretty damn good. The smoke burns down the back of his throat but it feels great too. She makes sure to give him the best blowjob of her life.

While Donghyuck moans and turns his head around by the sensation, he's not expecting for his eyes to meet with you. You step into the bathroom, but upon seeing the erotic scene, you gasp and back out of the toilet. Donghyuck grunts out in anger when feeling the weight of the actual fact that you might not come back to him.

For the first time in a whole while, he made so much more money with you being his cam girl. After days passing he realized just how valid the rest of the guys were when stressing. He tried to maintain himself, but really it's been days and he needed to post something otherwise he'd lose viewers.

Taking out his phone, he goes straight into camera mode and begins making a video of how this random girl was sucking his dick. Instead of making it a full on video, he'd make it a short because he didn't want to confuse his new audience that began subscribing and taking an interest.

Shit. He really didn't think you'd blow up like the way you did over so many people.

He moans out in bliss, when with one full pump the slut makes Donghyuck's cum spread all over her face. She giggles and sucks his sensitive tip while cupping all his white semen in her mouth before swallowing it all with a giggle and joyous grin as she grins on the camera. She continues to pump his cock just as Donghyuck runs his hands over his hair. "Fuck you're so good,"

"I know," The girl laughs, while sticking her tongue out and playfully licks him again. Making Donghyuck feel on edge each and every single time. "Oh, yes. Does baby like it when mommy pumps his fucking fat cock?"

The semen shoots out and she takes it all in swallowing it down. Donghyuck groans out in pleasing moan when ending the video. Cleaning himself up as the bimbo slut gets out her phone taking a mirror selfie - just as Donghyuck poses behind her with a kiss on her neck. She thanks him for his service before walking out the bathroom.

Donghyuck enters one of the stalls cleaning himself up before taking a piss. It's a miracle he didn't piss in her mouth.

When he gets out, he isn't expecting to see you but when he does, he ignores you going over to the sink and washing his hands.

"Uhm." You hesitantly move towards him.

Donghyuck notices this and looks at your figure from the mirror before turning his head briefly looking to you. "What?"

"Oh, hi." You clear your throat and nervously scratch your head. "H-how are you?"

Donghyuck doesn't respond. He dries off his hands and leans against the wall. "I've got a class in Ethical Hacking. Make it quick. What?"

You watch as he brings out a cigarettes from his pocket and carefully lights it up puffing out the air. He smokes so much and it takes everything in you to not be utterly disgusted by the smell, instead you hold your ground giving him a shy smile and maintaining eye contact once his eyes land on you. "I tried looking for you for some days now, but I couldn't find you,"

"Why were you looking for me?"

"Well you see, you said I should message you if I change my mind and frankly speaking I accidentally deleted Kink Factory on my phone." You motion while bringing out your phone and stretching your hand to him, for him to see the phone. "But every time I try logging into my account it refuses and rejects. So I wasn't able to get a hold of you because my account didn't want to log into my account. I think your friends might've changed the password too while making my account have a makeover,"

Donghyuck nods his head taking your phone looking at the login screen of Kink Factory. "Renjun might've done that to prevent you from changing anything. I'll tell him to put it back-"

"Wait no- uhm," You're quick to block him from moving again- by abruptly standing in front of him. "I wanted to talk to you,"

"About?" Despite his nonchalant stiff face, inside Donghyuck is jubilated and knows where this is headed. Thank goodness you finally came around.

"I overheard your friends saying you're looking for a new cam girl,"

He nods his head.

"Are you replacing me?"

"You ghosted me for more than a week, what do you mean am I replacing you? I have to." Donghyuck has a perplexed face as he tries to get past you. But you stop him from moving by stretching your arms wide hindering him from passing.

"What about me?"

"What about you?" Donghyuck tilts his head with a fake smile. "Well you bitched out."

"I mean..." You try to stand your ground being serious, since he as well looked serious. "I freaked out a little-"

"A little?"

"Okay I freaked out a lot because it was my first time doing all that. Can't you just give me another chance?"

"You made it clear that you weren't interested when you ghosted me. What's changed?"

You suck in your lips and nod your head a little. "Okay, I wasn't interested back then, but I am now, I promise that I am. I've been thinking a lot about what you said, that this, what we have is purely transactional and that I should use you as much as you use me,"

Donghyuck raises a brow before running his hand through his hair and taking another drag. "Look, babygirl, I'll be platonic with you right now. That night we were together, we got a lot of tips. And when I converted it, it amounted to so much money. I'd have fucking spilt the money with you if you hadn't bitched out. But you did, and it made me realize I don't have time for all that-"

"Please just give me another chance," You beg with your hands together as you look at him with sincerity, "Please. My boyfriend really liked the content and he didn't even know it was me...and I'm willing to suck up my humanity if it means you'll teach me more things to show him,"

Donghyuck raises his brow. You look adorable when begging with your eyes so full of expectancy. "You're not gonna make a fuss again?"

"No, I promise."

"Are you sure that's a promise you can keep?" You eagerly nod your head, however when he inhales on his smoke and somehow gets you against the wall- trapping you, your confidence withering. "Because babygirl, I have to warn you it gets harder from here and I don't have time to pet you like some animal and say 'it'll all be alright'. My time is money." Donghyuck emphasizes.

"I promise," You lick your dry lips lightly still maintaing eye contact with him even though he's slightly taller and blows air away from your face. He pulls your glasses off and bends closer to your face.

"I've wasted too much time waiting for you, I've got some girls ready to replace you. So tell me, are you worth it this time around?"

You nod your head looking determined and even willing to kiss his feet. Clasping your hands together you give him your most honest and sincere answer. "Please, I promise you that this time around I'll be obedient to everything you say. Truly I don't know anything, but my boyfriend really liked it and I just don't want to seem inexperienced but I am- and I know that you can help me. I've been thinking a lot about what you said that if you're gonna use me then I should use you as well. Please, please take me back and I promise I'll hush down and just let you do what you do best,"

It's music to Donghyuck's ears when hearing you beg. It's a sight to behold when you look just so desperate to do anything. Made its the smoke, or maybe it's your presence, but he truly feels more high looking into your eyes. "In that case, I apologize for pushing you outside your comfort zone the first time. But that's just how I roll babygirl. Will you be able to handle it?"

It feels like you're making a contract with the devil. The atmosphere isn't eerie or anything scary, but it's how intimidating he looks. You nod your head.

"Can we seal it with a kiss?" He quietly asks with mischief as he thinks of Jaemin and how he noted things should be permanent. "That way I'll have proof on my lips that you willingly agreed to do this, again."

Your nervous when accepting, and when his head closes in and his lips meet yours, you try to brace yourself for kissing another guy other than your boyfriend. In your head, you try to remind yourself that you're doing all this for Chenle. That you're doing this so that your sex life won't be something that you dread each and every time you're around Chenle. And so when Donghyuck's moist and warm lips press against yours, you relax completely and close your eyes. It's only when he starts to lick at the corner of your mouth that you open your eyes to find him smirking back at you and pulling away.

"See you at 21h00?"

Feeling flustered from the kiss your eyes pane in between both his own eyes. "Uhm, how about 22h00? Tonight is date night with my boyfriend, I'll try getting him out by 21h30,"

"No problem."

What better way to seal the deal with another mouth deep kiss that has Donghyuck groping you (in excitement that he doesn't have to look for a replacement) and patting your cheek before leaving the toilets. You're left in another frenxy daze of trying to mentally and physically prepare yourself for the events that will take place in the late night.

And it's as though your whole body is waiting for that moment, because the rest of the days events happen in such a flash- in a hurry and in a quick blink of an eye. One moment you're taking down notes with one of your pencils that has seen better days, another second you and Chenle are walking home and he makes food for you (Chinese style) and you can't even enjoy it that much because just when you blink he's already walking out your bedroom and wishing you a good night- and before you know it, there's a knock on your day.

Feeling a deja vu moment, you make your way to the door. Donghyuck is dressed in all black as usual, with that same leather jacket and that nose irritating cigarette. He greets you with a sly smile before he enters your dorm and walks past your living room and straight into your room with you following behind him. Unloading his bag filled with teddy bears, electronics and different types of dildos as well as vibrators, cuffs and different lubes scented and none scented, you feel your heart tighten in your chest.

Are you really ready for this?

You jump when Donghyuck suddenly appears in front of you. His fingers snap at you and you hum out. "Huh?"

"I asked if you're good?"

"Oh," You inhale sharply and nod your head. "I- I'm good."

"Nervous?" He questions, moving over to your desk continuing to set up his laptop device, camera and tripod as well as speaker and chargers with no emotions on his face.

Not knowing if it's a trick question or if he's genuinely concerned, you push those thoughts at the back of your head and simply nod your head.

Donghyuck follows your eyes to the bed and he notices you're looking at the toys. Once he's done logging in and connecting his speaker to the laptop as well as camera, he moves over to the bed. Taking a seat on the bed, he spreads his hand on the bed holding up a life like large penis dildo. "Tonight I wanna have sex with you."

Still standing on the door way, you hope your whole body doesn't show how sudden his whole sentence makes you feel. You try to calm down, but the little tremble that spread over your entire body already has his attention. "What?"

Donghyuck notes how you're spaced out. He was just joking, but your reaction makes him pull your leg some more. "It's been a week since I've posted or even went on live, I can't come on with softcore. My fans haven't waited all week for another foreplay," Unfortunately when he hears a ding on his laptop, he focuses again and stops joking around.

You don't even know that he's joking around because of his poker face. So you take him seriously. "You want to have s-sex as in..."

"Jokes aside, I'll let you pick instead. Hardcore or softcore? I'm good with anything?"

Did he just say jokes aside? Was it a joke to begin with? Your mind was boiling. "S-softcore,"

"Okay. What do you wanna do?"

You're put on the spot and instead of being confident, your head has war flashbacks. Why did you agree again? Was it really necessary that you and Chenle learnt how to have sex? Is pleasing Chenle really worth all this? You'll be cheating on him if you have sex with Donghyuck- speaking of which can't he just demonstrate how it's supposed to be? Would he really be inside of you? You don't even know how it feels- but now you're gonna let him enter you?

Donghyuck snorts out a chuckle as he gets up from the bed and moves to the curtains. Finding that little remote you used last time, he parts the curtains and moves towards the bedroom light dimming it. He even adjusts the camera, facing the side of your bed. When he's done and you're still looking like a deer in headlights, he picks out the clothing he got for you and the pink mask you wore last time.

Walking to you, he snaps his fingers twice and you jerk while looking up at him. "Babygirl, I was just kidding. We're doing nothing too hard. According to Renjun, it's best to get you accustomed to the toys first."

"You're gonna use the t-toys?"

Donghyuck nods his head.

"On me?"

"Well you are my muse and cam girl. And just before you know it, you'll be my very own customized girl." Donghyuck pats your cheek. "I'll be gentle. It's nearly 23h00, no one likes to masturbate that late, unless their perverts, so be a good girl and dress this up for me,"

You lift your hands slowly towards the item...the skimpy looking apron with flowery outlines. "Just the apron? Why an apron?"

"Well I tried to be mindful of the fact that you don't want your body to be seen. This'll cover up enough of you. And if you're having second thoughts think of the kiss,"

You don't know what to do, except do what you must. You're nervous and scared, but you try to remind yourself that you begged Donghyuck...and like he said the kiss confirmed you begging him for another chance. The kiss that made the deal valid again.

"Only the apron."

While you go in your joint bathroom to change, Donghyuck picks up one of the toys- the g-spot egg vibrator. It's a long yet curved almost elastic pink vibrator, that had one large circular end, as well as a smaller one. Donghyuck connects the device to his kink factory, allowing for tips to control the speed.

Meanwhile, in the flophouse, or rather Donghyuck's shabby apartment that he shared with 5 other guys, is vibrant this time of the night. Each male in their own room waiting on Donghyuck to start his cam.

Jaemin (in his shared room with Renjun) and Renjun are on their own separate beds having earphones, while Renjun had his laptop tuned on to Donghyuck's account, Jaemin had his phone connected and he was underneath the covers.

Jeno's in his room (the one he shared with Donghyuck) with the door locked, he's seated on his gaming desk messaging some of other Kinkers betting on whether Donghyuck's live would be a big hit or flop- he obviously voted flop.

Mark, also in on the bet is rather in the bathroom, away from his shared room with Jaehyun. He sits on the bathtub's rail with some tissues set just in case.

Jaehyun in his own room starts counting down with the countdown, just like him, countless other little numbers begin to build up on Sexy Sun's live stream- one of them being Chenle, who was granted access. All the numbers build up on the live, just as all the hands of the horny guys as well as horny girls stuff down their pants/skirts/shorts and begin fiddling with their boners, and wet pussies from looking at the screen.

Redirecting you to live...

[Sexy Sun] Live now!

Your moaning entirely fills up your room. With your face covered with your mask, your glasses long gone from your face, and the apron draped over your boobs and is supposed to cover your mid thigh- but with your legs spread wide open, the apron folds over your stomach.

You're sitting on Donghyuck's lap as he's sitting on a chair. With your neck arched backwards and your wrists cuffed against the chair, just as one of Donghyuck's hands holds your leg wide open to completely expose your pussy to the camera- his other hand rubs the lubricant all over your puffy wet pussy which is slightly hairy.

Donghyuck's lips, mouth and attention are too busy leaving hickey marks on your neck as well as hearing how loud your moans can go. He rubs faster on your clit with all four of his fingers. Rubbing in a circular non stop motion and even swiping his hand incredibly fast moving left and right.

Your bottom starts shaking causing Donghyuck's boner to poke on him. He grunts and thrusts his hips slight up trying to get as much out of it. But he's so focused on rubbing you that he subsides his own pleasures.

"Keep your legs open for me babygirl," Donghyuck whispers breathlessly, just as you hook your feet on Donghyuck's knees. His other hand has no limits when groping on your breast and pulling it out on the side before his mouth dips down and engulfs your nipple sucking on it while his fingers eagerly go fast.

It doesn't help that the music is still on the first song, indicating that you and Donghyuck still had a long way. Your mind is already clouding with lust when Donghyuck's fingers move in a motion that has you whimpering and moaning in bliss. You can't even move your hands because of the cuffs, but your legs feeling the buildup are slightly shaking. And when feeling a swirl of emotions build up from your stomach, your eyes roll tightly to shut and just as you're about to close your legs- Donghyuck's hand lets go of your breast and instantly grips your leg wider to let his wet fingers have more space to rub erotically all over your slippery cum filled pussy.

Not aware of Donghyuck's movements, he quickly stretches his hand back and pulls on the g-spot pink vibrator and without warning pushes the end inside of your hole. It makes you gasp aloud with your eyes popping out for a second as you feel the device curl up all the way in places that Chenle’s dick had reached- and just as the pink ball is shoved inside of you- it leads to a gateway for intense pleasure to shoot inside of you.

It begins vibrating uncontrollably inside of your walls and you yell out in pure pleasure and ecstasy when Donghyuck also adds in two of his fingers in the same whole. Your moans are turned furiously into joyous yelps and yells of pleasure as your hands are restrained by the cuffs- your body is bouncing and jerking all over Donghyuck in extreme pleasure. You can't even get a hold of yourself as your eyes see stars every time you shut them tight.

"Ah shit! Fuck!" Donghyuck curses out when feeling a strong force trying to push his fingers out- tiny bits of squirts push out, but Donghyuck is adamant on rocking his fingers inside of you continuously and finds it entertaining at how you can't control yourself. You’re leaking and squirming and are out of breath and you can’t keep your legs open- that it takes Donghyuck wrapping his leg over yours to stop you from shutting your legs.

“Too much!” Despite the mask covering up your mouth, your voice is beyond your control and bounces all over the room in frantic pleasure filled moans and yells.

"Is it too much? Is it too much?" Donghyuck mocks and pulls his fingers in and out of you just as your hole shots out passionately white cum in squirts. Donghyuck bites his lips watching it all flow out as well as how far it shoots out the pink vibrator. Donghyuck laughs. "Aw baby, you know the fans were tipping you right. They wanna see your pretty, hairy little pussy. They love seeing it, come on, give 'em a show-" Donghyuck mouths very dirtily while tapping on your pussy that oozes out white cum.

The tapping sound over your pussy as well as frantic jolts from your core has your eyes looking to Donghyuck. You rock your own pussy on his hands, and it makes him smirk when your hips roll and your pussy pulsates and begs for him to continue touching you. Donghyuck entertains you and lets you ride out your high. His ears are attentive to the continuous pings that are heard from his laptop- letting him know that the tips were still coming in.

“You’re doing good. Think you could go for another round?”

Your overwhelmed in pleasure and can't even keep your eyes open or your head straight. Donghyuck laughs at your drunken out state and uncuffs one of your wrists so that he can get a chance to stand up and move to where the vibrator landed. Getting back on the seat with your resting body, Donghyuck doesn't take a seat, but instead cuffs your wrist again and allows you to sit down while he gets the extra set of cuffs and stretches your legs wide open and in view of the camera and cuffs them to the chair making sure that the locked chain keeps your legs open and doesn’t allow you to shut it.

He then stands behind your chair each hand playing with your boobs. "I love your tits, damn,"

He squeezes them and rubs them gently before letting go and giving them another tight squeeze himself. Donghyuck starts stroking your breasts slowly until both of your nipples poke out slightly from the apron, he undoes the apron and watches it fall and come undone, completely exposing you. You thought you'd be irritated, but your head is clouded so much.

Donghyuck's fingers massage each breast gently and you moan calmly and he smirks at your reaction.

Placing the vibrator inside of you again, you're not ready for the second round of overdosing pleasure shooting out of you. Donghyuck can't believe how fast the tips come in when the vibrator is in you again. Jaemin is pretty smart when it comes toys-

Your spasming body gets Donghyuck is grab on your neck and bite his lips while coming to the side to have a look at your eyes that are struggling to remain normal. They're rolling, shutting, squeezing- and it gets Donghyuck so hard seeing you fucked out of your mind. This is just a toy, wait till he'd put himself in you- Damn he couldn't wait and palms his pants while watching your face.

That turned him on. And it's even raw when you try and close your legs but your body keeps on jerking and your perky tits bounce and pop everywhere that it gets Donghyuck slapping on them while still grabbing your neck tightly. He can't resist opening up your legs while bending down and stuffing in his fingers in your core again. Hearing the squelching sounds of your pussy as his fingers rapidly rampage your whole- You feel like you almost have an outer body experience when the pleasure is excites and tingles all your senses and floods you with waves of please.

He inserts all four of his digits inside your tight pussy and thrusts them in and out rapidly in speed.

The moment feels long but you’re squirting again and again and again and Donghyuck keeps on putting the vibrator in you even when you beg him that you’re tired and don’t want it. Instead he pats your head and says: “You’re doing good baby, you’re doing so good. Just make me happy one more time. Can you do that for me?”

The whole night feels too long until your cum and squirt out again for the fifth time and your body is lumpy on the chair and almost falling off, with your neck still being gripped in Donghyuck's hand.

Your heart is beating erratically, and your whole body is coated in cum- from Donghyuck smearing your juices all over you wanting you to taste it and loving the shower effect it was having in your room he couldn't stop playing with your juices and spreading it- heck he even got a lot of himself wet from you. The light on the camera turns off indicating the end of the live, just as well as the music stops noting you that it's finally over.

You're breathless and hot. Donghyuck claps his hands and brightly pats your head while uncuffing you, your body drops to the ground too weak to move, but Donghyuck picks you up and places you on the bed.

"Fuck babygirl, you were so hot." Donghyuck opens up the window and before monitoring the tips made for tonight, he looks to you on the bed when hearing a deep snore. "Babygirl?"

You're passed out?

Donghyuck gets off from where he is to go to your bed and watches how you’re really out cold. He picks up your blanket and drapes it over your tired body. Trying not to laugh at how the pleasure knocked you out, he quietly moves around your room. He wanted to give you some pointers for you and your boyfriend, but seeing your sleeping body, he ends up just writing them down on his messenger before sending it to you. Only packing up the toys, cuffs and his electronics, he stuffs the teddy bears underneath your bed before closing the window and curtains and lights and even slightly closing your bedroom door.

He's about to go out when seeing the time is nearly 22h45, but his stomach grumbles and he stops by the front door. Initially the live was supposed to go on for 15 minutes, but he added another 20 minutes seeing as though he wasn’t done yet making you feel really really really good. He clears his throat and sets his backpack down and goes into your dorm kitchen, it's quite big. He opens up the fridge…not wanting to steal or take advantage of your kitchen in your sleeping state, he only pulls out a slice of bread in the heaven of food supplies in the fridge.

He gets sidetracked when seeing a lunchbox labeled 'Left over'. He takes it out and marvels when seeing the food. The Chinese food. Heating it up in the microwave, his mouth waters once he gets to take a bite of the food. It's delicious. And so minutes later, when Donghyuck is done eating a portion, he ends up leaving your dorm and goes to his shared unit dorm, whereby he's greeted by his roommates who all congratulate him on pleasing you well.

It was worth the watch- and they were so content at how exposed your body was tonight, because it meant they could prepare for the more things to do to you.

05h00 a.m.

Your alarm rings jolting you completely from the bed. Your hyperventilating when you jump out of the bed and see you're only in an apron that's around your waist. Your butt and entire body feels the wind that passes by and you can see and feel all the sticky cum resting on your body. Searching for your You try not to feel disgusted when seeing the dried cum on the floor, and the chair randomly in the middle of the room with some teddy bears peaking from underneath the bed- not to mention that your room smells congested and wreaks of your cum scent. You're deeply sickened by how untidy your whole room looks.

"Shit."

Your hands get to work, making sure to not leave a spot untouched. Even the walls have your juices and you go in deep cleaning mode, making sure that your room is spotless.

After a long cleaning session, you find refuge in preparing for school and your actual classes. You've already bathed but yet you're feeling sticky and uncomfortable… it's probably due to the fact that you feel that many people have their eyes on you….they aren't but it feels like they are. Like they know what you did yesterday, and that you were on Sexy Sun's live.

Getting in class and pulling out your laptop, you're moved when seeing you're logged onto that god forsaking website. You shut your laptop immediately when pairs of eyes are on you again. You go on with all the morning classes you have, your mind seriously trying to focus but you feel disorientated.

When you're on your own, during a free period, you take a seat by your usual spot waiting for Chenle. But while you wait for him, your hands are already opening up your laptop.

Just as you see your account logged into with that same set up and with new additional followers, you notice a message from Donghyuck

Sexy Sun: We never got to fully introduce our lessons, but I'll do it here for now. You passed out cold and I'm sorry for leaving all of a sudden, you looked like you needed rest. Anyway, lesson 1 of your sex educations: touch.

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Read Part 2 here

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‧₊˚ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖‧₊˚ ⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖‧₊˚ ࣪﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪sumarry : your life was peaceful until your stupid friends start giving you ideas of making thread about ur exes, stirring a whole new problems for you, suddenly one by one of your past start running back to you and opening old books of you and them, how do you act in this situation?

genre : gotta be fluff! texts (sometimes smau) angsty, slowburn, romance, humor, mention of 18+ content.

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To All The Boys I've Dated Before : Read The Room

The discussion continued smoothly, even with the tension that are clear to eyes between you and mark, there's clearly something on the air, but nobody dared to asked, karina keep checking you out, making sure nothing get messy from the both of you, you glared at mark like there's no tommorow, well he left you. How can you pretend to be fine?

“So Mark, now that we already had the discussion from moment on we are going to work together to make the script, hmm.. How about yn and mark doing it together?” Kai exclaimed, well. Turn out not everybody got the hints, Sunghoon slap his arms causing him to wince in pain. “Ouch, is that necessary?” he whined.

“Sorry yn, Kai doesn't drink his espresso today, he kinda buffering out there..” Sunghoon assured you, Mark eyeing you before voicing his own opinions.

“I would love too, besides yn is the best at writings script for a movie, she knew a lot of movies that we can used as references.” Mark stated oblivious to your feelings. “Yn doesn't know how to write for shits.” Karina tried to help you, but Kai clap in excitement.

“Then we had a deal? Btw how do you know yn watch a lot of movies? She never even tell us that even though we both are classmates?”

Kai and his big mouth, you want to just shove a paper inside it and never let him talk again.

You sighed, and look at Karina, she worries a lot, as your childhood friends she knew how much Mark hurted you back then, she doesn't want you go through the same thing again now that the culprits are here across you. “Okay, I'll try my best.” you agreed quickly didn't want to add fuel to the flames, well you could. And that would be okay, but you didn't want to tell everybody that Mark actually are your exes, first ex to be exact and he abandoned you years ago.

After the group added Mark, discussion ended smoothly, when everybody start packing Mark notice you and asked for a private talk. You agreed.

Both of you stand silently at the corner, he looks at you with his twinkle eyes, “What is it Mark?” he open his mouth but close it again, doing it for a while now and that really pisses you off.

“What is it? If you didn't have anything to say I'll go.” you proceeded to walk away but he stopped you, he doesn't look at you yet but he didn't let go of your arms either. “I.. I'm sorry.” he stuttered, he said it again, another sorry came out of his mouth, it's not a suprise, you are so used of this behavior he always said sorry, without giving any meaning to that. Some sort of blabbering.

“Hear me out first, I knew we had an history but I hope you would be fine working with me for the next 1 month, trust me after this I'll be gone and never talk to you ever again, I need this project for my grades, you know how me and grades are like.” he explained. You sighed.

“Yeah, grades, and achievement, isn't that you? You only thing about yourself first, never others, just like how you abandoned me back then.” those words feels like some sorts of curse, it flows so flawlessly as if you had been waiting to said all those words since years ago.

“I see your tweet.. About me.” both of you went silent, you are. You want to bashing your head against the kitchen tops, you forgot that tweet exist for shits. “I was drunk at that times, just because I said nice things about you doesn't mean I forgave you.” you tried to defend yourself.

“I know, but whatever it is i'm thankful, Johnny is the one that shared that to me, so.. I found it by suprise.” Mark continues, you shut him off by put your hands in front of his face.

“Whatever it is, we are done talking and I need to go, we had another class this afternoon, I don't want to be late for that class.” you dipped left him alone at the corner, he sighed, he already predicted this, but at least Mark wanted to give you reason to not hate him too much.

After visiting Mark's dorm, the five of you back to the class, a very important class, and somehow the most hated ones. It's one of those essential Math Class. Why do filmography students even needs math or psychics class? Apparently it's one of the essential in order to make a good film production, especially geometry, algebra and more. You hated this class. Math were never your favorite, just like how Math never favored you too.

Class were painfully boring, the lectures brought horor when he spoke there's going to be a test in three month, and you didn't prepare nothing, and this test are important to keep your grades, not like you care, but your math grades were already failing, so this test might save you from not getting your ass kicked out from the class.

You asked around to see if anybody knew someone who can help you with maths, Jay, the guys that had been sitting next to you in algebra class recommend you one of his mentor that specializes in math and psychics that had 100% chance of changing that C- to A- in just months.

This seems like such a really good ideas, you never agreed to fast than a bolt of lighting, he gives you number and you make the deals, this is going to be easy! As you thought.

Well that was three hours ago, well now where is that spirit? You look at the guy that are going to be your mentor, you want to throw rocks at your head for believing today isn't going to be bad as the other days previously if anything today was worsened than any day you ever had in your entire life.

You thought meeting, Renjun and Mark were already bad because they caused chaos in your life, or how you want to just cried on Chenle shoulder when you first saw him, now this guy?

He glared at you, yeah, you clearly are going to have a very tough time with this one ex of yours, you started to wonder if your life is one book where the author hated your character that they just make your character met these exes of yours at the worst time in your life.

Well you aren't wrong.

Jisung, he had been giving you those nasty glares, if looks could kill, you probably are murdered and torn limps by limps.

You know why, you hurted him too much so many times even if you pray to God, do good deeds, your sins to him will never be payed enough, and you wanted to kill yourself for it too, how can you hurted the most pure hearted person, betrayed him, lied to him, left him, and now you asked for his help? Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Well. You are.

“Uhmm.. I'm here for mentoring?” you started conversation, he looks at you up and down. “After thinking about it i'm not that desperate for money, asked someone else to mentor you, I'm full.” as he ready to left the warm library.

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A/N

How is itt?? Did y'all like it?? I hope soo, I'm actually missing writing about TBDE more than i think I were, gonna write more if you would like it, leave any notes or traces so I knew who's watchin~ anyway how's your Wednesday going? It's morning in here rn soo yeah, btw there's going to be a spinoff from this TBDE series do yall want me to post the first chapter of that spin off first or continue this story first and later post it? Just let me know!

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[mark x donghyuck]

Unravelled Capes by dellavita (fiddle_stix) (7/7 | 40,537 | G)

Mark’s brain is screaming at him, his heart wanting to wrench itself from his chest, and he’s scared that he might be torn in two. “Please, Hyuck, don’t– I can’t– how are you here when you’re supposed to...” he sucks in a breath that takes all his energy, “when you’re supposed to be dead?” Donghyuck’s grin is gone, a flash of something far too sad pooling in his eyes that Mark can feel it right in the middle of his chest. “Why don’t you come inside, Mark?” (Or: Mark rocks up on Donghyuck's doorstep one night. It's a mess.)

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part 3! ♡ *re-reading this is just,👩🏻‍🍳💋, everytime. The entire series had me, enamoured, from start to finish.*

don't kiss and tell: part 3 ♡⸜(˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

other parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

pairings: best friend! mark + best friend! jeno + best friend! hyuck x female! reader summary: maybe you indulged yourself too much. you always knew that if any of you caught feelings, things would get complicated. if you knew, then why did you let it get this far? content: non-idol au, explicit smut, cursing, pet names, angst, foursome with switch! reader, switch! mark, switch but sorta sub! haechan, sorta dom! jeno, unprotected sex (pls be safe), hair pulling, fingering, oral sex (male recieving), creampie, there is plot (please read parts 1 and 2 to fully understand!) wc: 10.2k

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“no.”

“but mark-”

“absolutely not.”

“mark, please.”

“we end up doing this every time.”

“this is the last time, i promise!" you plea, one hand resting on his tense arm, "and if i remember correctly, the last two times we did this, it was your idea!”

with the heaviest and most dramatic of sighs, mark’s shoulders sink down in defeat, head rolling back. the last syllable is dragged out as he complains again, "but we've seen this episode before!"

"yes, but it was so long ago that i don’t even remember what happened, please!" you insist, black remote clutched stubbornly in your hand. when he takes longer than two seconds to conjure a convincing argument, your finger presses the middle play button without missing a beat, just in case the boy next to you decides to protest again.

as revenge, the bowl of buttered popcorn, still warm from being recently made, is snatched off of your lap and clutched between mark's palms as he settles under the blanket.

"alright, fine. but pay attention this time so that you don't start asking questions," he's only half-joking, even when he tilts the bowl away and out of your reach playfully. incapable of really denying you anything, mark notices your puffed out cheeks and snorts, compliantly setting the bowl between your bodies. you're busy rolling your eyes, muttering something under your breath close to the effect of "i don't ask that many questions."

while your right hand reaches in to grab a few pieces and pop them into your mouth, you train your eyes on the tv in mark's room. it's the only source of light in the otherwise dark space, illuminating the sharpest points of your faces in cool-toned hues of blue and purple.

maybe it's because he has already seen this episode and is only re-watching it to appease you—and reinforce your lacking memory of the plot—but mark's dark orbs find themselves troubled with the task of concentrating on the screen. instead, they're fixed on you, swimming over the curves of your features.

he's caught himself thinking about you more often these days: jumping for his phone in hopes that it's your name that appears when he gets a text, or staring at you with no intention of looking away unless there's a chance you may catch his eye. at first, he considered knocking some sense into himself and snapping out of this risky habit he's developed, but how could he do that when the very mention of your name provokes a whirlwind of thoughts?

without tilting his head too much in your direction and giving himself away, mark watches the slow rise and fall of your chest. much like his gaze, his mind is preoccupied with all that is you, disregarding the content on the screen.

he finds his mouth salivating as a quick flash of you hovering above him crosses his mind, suddenly reminding him of the way your weight felt on his face, shaking thighs on either side of his head as his tongue swirled around your folds to savor your taste… thank god, he's under the blankets.

and the sounds you made for him? the sweet sounds you made might very well be responsible for his newfound infatuation. mark catches his bottom lip between his teeth as he tries to remember the way his name slipped off your tongue like velvet-

"mark?"

just like that.

"mark!"

ripped from his daydream and forced to return to reality, mark quickly blinks, eyes snapping to you and widening slightly as he orients himself, "what? sorry i-"

"i asked if this is the guy who was caught with the killer last episode?"

mark gawks at you, a certain amusement or perhaps endearment behind his eyes, be it intentional or not.

it takes him a moment to register your ask because, well, he fully expected you to ask questions because you always ask questions, regardless of what's playing—but for reasons unknown, your little quirk felt particularly familiar today, wholesome even. it's enough to make his heart slightly swell.

"or wait, no! isn't he the one who- why are you looking at me like that?"

he shakes his head softly, unaware of how beguiled he looks, and mutters out "no reason." as his lips press together again, they curve into a little grin.

you raise a brow in confusion, "i know you said not to ask questions, it's just that i wasn't sure if-"

"oh, i don't mind."

as you inspect his face, trying to pick apart what's going on with him, mark's attention starts dwindling once more. why had he never noticed how pretty you are? i mean, he's always thought you were pretty, but something feels so distinctly different now. so, what changed?

for starters, the kiss—no. it wasn't the kiss. he had already doubled back to check if that was the moment that you decided to take a piece of his heart for yourself, and it wasn't. that day, nothing that you did or said solidly implied you might have wanted to be more than friends.

then, there was the time you sat on his face. as exceptional and undeniably revolutionary as that moment was, he wasn't the only one who ate you out, and mark is almost positively sure that he started feeling like this after you deliberately singled him out; something you had done had distinguished him among the other boys and made him feel as though there was a connection between you, more than just the sexual aspects of the bet.

Or, perhaps he's just deluded, searching for any minimal interaction between you that justifies how his ever-waking thought is you. he considered that possibility, also, but it doesn't feel as likely, or at least he sincerely hopes it isn't the case.

so when? when did you make mark lee feel so special that his heart decided to beat wholly for you? it's on the tip of his tongue.

he hasn't uttered a single word in two minutes, despite your burning gaze. "okay, seriously," you sit up, ceasing the playback at once, "what? do i have popcorn in my teeth?"

"no."

"then, what is it?"

baby. that's what it is.

when you called him baby, that's when he started feeling this way.

he's never been keen on pet names, they sounded foreign or misdirected when others would use them on him. but when it came from you? it was heavenly.

ever since you called him that, voice airy and thin as you drowned in the pleasure he gave you, mark had never been the same. moreover, he could not seem to forget a single, minute detail: all three of the boys ate you out, but the only person who you called baby was him.

"why did you call me baby?" he surprises you and himself, the question leaving the safe space of his mind before any consultation is made with his better judgement.

your eyes flicker between his, "what?"

"you called me baby."

quick to object, you lean back, "no i didn't. when?"

"not right now," he shakes his head, "but that day... the day you, uhm- sat on my-"

"oh." in the wake of your realization, your heart begins to wildly leap in your chest.

it's impossible to forget the events of the game night; in fact, any time you're in the same room as any of the boys, you can't help but think of it and wonder if they do, too. often times, the memories follow you even in their absence, at moments where you're alone and randomly dwelling over your exchange with mark.

the two of you cuddling while you were fully naked and in still your post-orgasmic bliss, right before he left to grab you some clothes for the night and offer you his bed, tugging a long a blanket so he could crash on couch for the remainder of the evening...

yes, that exchange. you proceeded to not sleep a wink that night, despite the lingering smell of him on his sweats and sheets that lulled you to comfort.

however, not once since that day had any of you dared to bring it up in conversation, especially as bluntly as mark just had. so, naturally, your cheeks are blossoming, sporting a bright shade of red that is evident even under the tinted blue glow of the tv.

in your shock, you can't tear your eyes away from mark's. you're frozen in place, blinking at him as your brain urges you to spit out any moderately coherent response.

when you finally find your voice, you're a stuttering mess, "well, it's just that, uh- it just felt right, i guess. i mean, why are you asking?"

"because," he pauses, the nerves finally catching up to him, "from the moment that word left your lips, i haven't been able to stop thinking about you."

"mark..."

"please tell me i'm not crazy." he interjects, fearing there's a rejection coming. if he doesn't speak out now, he might never get the chance to, so he continues, using every last bit of courage he has, "i really, really like you," his voice cracks slightly, "but, if you can look at me and tell me that you don't think about me the way i think about you, i'll never bring it up again. we can forget this all happened,"

you've been staring at him the entire time but somehow, you failed to notice the way he had inched closer at some point during his confession. when you don't pull away or immediately refuse his feelings, he starts to lean in, letting his eyes freely travel down to your lips. very carefully, he reaches up to hold your face, wary that a single wrong move could rob him of the virtue that is tasting your lips again.

little does he know that not one single fiber of your being intends to interject or stop him. when your eyes flutter closed, giving him silent permission, he presses his mouth to yours gently.

god, if you thought the first kiss you shared with him was slow and torturous, nothing could have prepared you for this one.

tenderly and gingerly, mark moves his mouth against yours, finally free of any distractions or time constraints. his fingers disappear into your hairline as he rotates his head to revel in the feeling of your warm, plump lips finally grazing his.

with no hesitation, you reciprocate his affection, sinking into the warmth of his touch. it's as exhilarating as ever to kiss him, even with the slight awkwardness that radiates off of both of you.

at first, he's modest about using his tongue, but it soon swipes against you a few too many times, pleading for entry. his eagerness becomes increasingly evident when he delivers a slight but sharp tug at your hair that causes your lips to part and his tongue to freely swipe at yours.

fuck, everything he does is so hot, and you're suddenly bursting with the need to get closer to him in any way possible.

without breaking the kiss, you reach to move the popcorn to the bedside table behind you, hoping it doesn't fall although you can't be bothered to care if it does. slowly, you move to straddle him, the skin at your waist heating up under the contact of his guiding hands that place you right over his lap.

by now, there's a growing arousal between your legs, made so much more apparent when his hardened cock brushes against your cunt and you feel how cold your wetness is, pressed flush against you. it doesn't help that he's feeding breathy whimpers into your mouth.

unintentionally, you whine out the pet name in return, and he pulls away for the first time, checking if he heard you correctly. baby: four letters and he instantly feels his heart rattle against his ribs.

"holy shit, say it again."

"fuck, baby, please."

"please what?" his eyes stare into yours—deeply, attentively, like an unbreakable trance—he's hanging on your every word, disposable to fill any demand.

with a soft batting of your eyes, you mutter, “kiss me,”

he doesn't need you to ask twice; a guttural growl leaves his throat and mark dives back in to capture your lips, bucking up to rub his erection into you. with a seemingly insatiable hunger, your hands start busily exploring his chest and shoulders, clawing at his shirt running through his hair, grabbing everything you can reach. your fingers slide up from the expanse of his shoulders to his locks, where they settle, allowing you to pull him even closer.

in this moment, mark is thinking about absolutely nothing and everything all at once. turns out, he didn’t imagine your affection, it was really there the entire time. his mind is racing; he thinks about how the swell of your breasts feel against pressed against his chest, how your tongue licks his teeth and wets his lips, meanwhile you're grinding yourself down to feel more of him— sure, you two were already on the same page about one thing, but there’s still an issue at hand, an issue that won't leave his mind even with all the wonderful things distracting it.

when the air is beginning to run short in his lungs, he pulls away again, chest heaving. leaving his forehead pressed to yours, he mumbles out a question that makes you instantly dizzy.

"do you wanna do this?"

you quickly nod, but the weight of his question isn’t clear.

"no, like, do you want to do this,” he emphasizes what he means with an index finger that points between you and his implication clicks. the sigh the breezes past your lips makes his shoulder’s immediately tense up. mark fears he may have completely ruined the moment. that is, until you answer.

"i think so," you nod slowly, taking him by surprise. a small smile sits on your lips, thumb coming up to swipe his cheekbone affectionately. he leans into your touch as you continue, "we can talk about-"

"-no, because there's no way that you actually think the earth is flat." distantly, a set of voices are heard, along with the sound of the apartment door closing. the first belongs to jeno, obvious despite the way it's muffled.

"i'm just saying, bro, there's a possibility."

"you're actually an idiot, donghyuck, oh my god," their footsteps are rapidly approaching, heading straight towards you.

"watch, i bet you mark agrees that-"

you and mark don't have time to scramble off of each other before his bedroom door swings opens with a thud. simultaneously, you both turn to face the boys who skid their heels to a stop, taking in the scene before them.

hyuck's eyes widen, but he masks his shock by simply striding inside and letting his hands sit at his hips, "woah, what did we just interrupt?" his tone is mocking and accusatory, and jeno rolls his eyes.

"oh, we were just-" you finish climbing off of mark, nervously brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

the boy looks between the two of you and the tv, nodding in understanding, "netflix and chilling?'"

jeno shakes his head, "i don't think they got to the chilling part, hyuck."

"then it looks like we got here just in time. got room for two more?" he scoffs playfully, wiggling his eyebrows at his own lewd comment that more than likely, isn't a joke. at your silence, the youngest boy sits at the edge of the bed, ready to state his case.

"i know how that sounds," he sputters quickly before you or mark can object, "but seriously, think about it: it’ll be full circle! we started with the kiss, then i proved i'm the best at head, and now we can- ow!"

you've lost count of the amount of times jeno has had to smack him over the head recently. "what hyuck is trying to say," he explains, "is that he's a horny fuck who can't keep it in his pants. come on, bro,"

mark snorts, slightly amused at the situation. he can tell you're a little flustered from being caught, even more from being proposed such an offer. he knows hyuck can be quite relentless.

the boy in question shrugs off the hand that jeno placed on his shoulder to pull him away, stubbornly whining out, "you're telling me you're not even a little bit curious about what it's like to fuck all of us at once? think about it, princess. we'll be at your disposal, again."

no because when you put it like that...

fuck, fuck, fuck.

how do you always find yourself back in the same situation? in fact, why are you even considering this?

your first instinct is to turn around and look at mark, since you're not entirely convinced that after tonight's confession he'll be jumping at the chance to share you. the two of you are stuck between friends and something more, as a result of the boys interrupting before you could continue your conversation. still, there's no denying what you feel for him.

it's not any less true that your panties are soaked and ruined at the mere idea of having all of them in palm of your hand, competing to pleasure you for the third time. even so, your decision remains an easy one: if mark isn't okay with this, then you aren't either.

you want to prove to him that you're serious about him, not blatantly disregard him and agree to hook up with his friends right after he told you about his feelings.

when your eyes land on him, however, whatever resistance you're expecting to see is nowhere to be found. mark's slumped posture implies he's completely relaxed, and he's looking back at you through a low-lidded gaze.

“what do you think?” you ask him timidly.

“is this something you wanna do?” he no longer refrains from touching you in front of the boys, letting his hand reassuringly slide under your shirt and the tips of his fingers rub circles on your lower back.

shuddering under his touch, you blink, “is it alright with you?”

the fact that you’re even checking with him reinforces that you really do like him. it boosts his ego, gives him a certain sense of ownership over you. now, he knows that if he told you he wanted you all for himself, you'd be his without a second thought.

surprisingly, there's a lack of jealousy bubbling in his chest; the idea of you bouncing on his best friends' dicks doesn't bother him. if anything, it pushes him to fuck you even better.

if they can make you moan, he'll make you scream.

"if you want to, i don't mind doing this one more time," his lips curl up to small smile, "but it's the last time."

when you turn back around, hyuck can't seem to contain his bubbling excitement. laughter rumbles in his chest, a devious expression taking over his features.

even jeno, who originally wasn't as persistent with the idea, is taking long steps over so that he can quickly come up to stand beside where you sit. it's not in his nature to overstep boundaries or even push them, and you've noticed he always seems more apprehensive when things escalated to this point. weirdly though, despite his initial shyness, he always seems to surprise you.

unlike mark and hyuck, he wears a bit of a nervous smile, but you can still see the outline of him in his pants where he grows harder and harder.

you shake your head, laughing breathlessly, "you're all crazy."

"maybe. but if that pussy feels half as good as it tastes..." hyuck trails off, licking his lips, "what do you say, princess?" he leans closer until he's slightly hovering above you, propping himself up on his hands. he's not shy about the way he gawks at your lips with unfaltering focus, waiting for them to mold and utter a yes.

so you give him exactly what he wants.

between your legs, your clit throbs, and you don't know it, but the innocent, doe-like look in your eyes makes the precum leak angrily from his tip.

the word has barely left your lips before hyuck leans in, pressing his lips to yours roughly. the first thing you notice is that it's so different from your recent kiss with mark. hyuck has always been greedy with his affection, that much you know, but it's made painfully obvious in the way he kisses you now—it's like he's in a frenzy, edged on by how hard you make him, furiously turned on and desperate to sink himself in your folds.

you were so busy molding your mouth into his that you almost missed the sensation of all their hands on your body, each with a different placement and intention. one of hyuck's hands made its way between your legs, palm pressing into your clit while the other grabbed his own erection to grope it over his jeans.

on your left, jeno comes in, rolling your shirt up so that your boobs are exposed, nipples boldening when the cool breeze hits them. his thumbs flick the buds distractedly.

mark groans quietly from behind you, squeezing the skin on your ass and thighs between his fingers before running his hands up and down your spine. he sits up to remove your shirt.

you and hyuck break the kiss for a moment as the material comes up and over your head, and he takes the opportunity to remove his own shirt, but before he can dive back into the sanction of your lips, jeno's grip on your throat turns you to him.

he lets his mouth brush over yours, a thumb tugging your jaw down. you're practically panting in his face, and you may have otherwise been embarrassed if he didn't look to be so absorbed.

"i'll try to be gentle, but every time we end up back here," his breath is hot, "i get the urge to ruin you."

indeed it seems that he plans to surprise you this time around, too.

there is such intense fervor and impatience burning though your veins right now, and his provocative words aren't helping. you want to be devoured right now, to have your clothes ripped off so that you can be used.

he casts his gaze all over your features, "speak up. what's running through that pretty little head of yours?"

you speak with the absence of shame, letting the need drip off your lips, "i want you to make me feel good,"

"you're so fucking hot, fuck," he praises, voice resembling a growl. an involuntary whine escapes your throat, perhaps out of frustration because he's still teasing you with a kiss, or maybe pleasure, since hyuck's hand is still rubbing into your core, setting you aflame with want.

or, it's could very well be because behind you, mark's hot tongue has started sliding across your skin, over your shoulder and into that sweet spot where your collarbone meets your neck.

"alright," mark breathes the words into your skin, pulling you slightly toward him, "i go first."

hyuck is quick to object, getting up on his knees, "why should you get to go first?"

"i don't know if you recall," the clanking of his belt being unbuckled makes you drool, "but you two interrupted us,"

"wait," you insist. mark looks at you expectantly, pausing his movements, "let me,"

something about the way his eyes flutter, softening as he watches your fingers inch closer to the waist band of his pants, drives you absolutely mad. it tugs at your heartstrings to see his cheeks so flushed, his features suggesting that he's both taken aback and contented by your sudden initiative.

you're basically crawling over to him now, lowering your face so that you're eye-level with his crotch and your ass is up in the air—don't worry, this new position doesn't go unnoticed by the other boys.

while you busy yourself tugging down his jeans so that they're looped around his upper thighs, jeno mirrors your actions. in less than two seconds, your shorts are slipped down and pooling where your knees meet the mattress, leaving you in only your panties.

when haechan reaches to slide it off, jeno's blocks him, "not yet. look at this," a single finger prods you, swiping down the tiny piece of fabric that covers your folds. he's pointing out the blotch of wetness to the other boy, a darker shade than the rest of the material around it.

mark's eyes are set on you, unmoving, watching the way your comparatively small hand wraps around the shape of him. he had made you feel so good last time, and because you were unable to return the favor then, you felt the need to impress him now—you wanted to see his eyes roll back as he came down your throat.

in an effort to tease him just a bit, your tongue darts out, licking a stripe across the outline of him over the black boxers he's wearing. his pouty lips form an 'o', right hand brushing your hair from your eyes.

"quit teasing and take this off for me, baby."

obediently, the tips of your fingers hook his waistband and pull it down, letting his hardened length spring free. your eyes widen slightly, meeting his, and the first thing you notice is that all of him is pretty. tussled hair, soft eyes, hollowed cheeks that suck in a breath, pink tip that glistens with silky pre-cum.

you waste no time, letting your lips slide against him, tongue collecting every drop of his arousal. as soon as your hand wraps around his base, he lets out a hiss through his teeth.

as much as you'd like to keep your focus, it proves to be slightly difficult, considering the way jeno's fingers are rubbing you, still refusing to discard the last piece of clothing that remains covering you. he's simply spreading your wetness, getting off on the fact that you're so aroused and barely anything has happened yet.

"you like that?" hyuck asks you.

you can only hum, lips wrapped around mark's slit. he hisses again, bucking up at how sensitive he is while your sounds vibrate against him.

"we should prep her," jeno thinks out loud. you clench around nothing at the thought, "how else is she gonna be able to take all three of us?"

"let me take her panties off,"

"no," he simply tugs them to the side, exposing your slit.

hyuck huffs with exasperation, "why?"

"don't you wanna watch her panties get ruined?"

from the silence, you can only assume that he's been convinced. before you know it, one of jeno's long digits is pushing into your entrance. you lift off of mark with a pop, letting out a soft moan.

it's been months since you've had sex, so you're grateful that they've decided to ease you in. you don't know how you would've handled the burning stretch otherwise, especially now that you've seen mark's impressive size.

jeno pumps in and out of you slowly, watching the way his finger becomes coated with your juices. you cry out as he adds another finger, then another.

returning to the task at hand, you replace the thumb rubbing mark's head with your mouth, sinking down as far as you can until he's disappeared past your lips.

"oh, yes, baby, just like that. your throat feels so good," he whimpers, slurring over his words. he didn't know if he was better off grabbing a fistful of the sheets or of your hair so he greedily settles for both. gathering all of your hair with his right hand, mark tugs you up.

when you gasp loudly, he gently coos at you, "breathe, baby. remember to breathe."

you nod, although you're not sure you properly processed the information. the feeling of jeno's three fingers curling in your core and hitting so deep inside of you have your mind a bit preoccupied. mindlessly, your eyes flutter closed.

"look at me, pretty baby."

with a hum, you oblige, blinking at him. your face is pinched in pleasure, your orgasm approaching quickly, but you're determined to pleasure him. you take his cock in your mouth again, cheeks hollowed as you bob up and down, taking care to swirl your tongue long the bottom of his shaft.

"ohh-aah."

you pop up for air once and mark thinks he might get a break, a second to admire the string of saliva that connects his tip and your lips, but you don't give him that liberty, quickly sucking him off again.

it's his turn to gasp now, a low groan rumbling in his throat. when his eyes close, you stop your movements, breathlessly retorting, "look at me, baby" just as he had said to you moments ago.

what were you doing to him...

mark smirks, tongue pressing into his cheek. he only manages to uphold this amused expression for a second, because when your nose bumps against his base again makes his teeth clamp down on his lip.

and when you swallow around him-

he quickly pulls you up by your hair, "don't do that again or i'm gonna come,"

"but baby, i want you to come-"

"no." mark pants, "i wanna be inside of you before i come."

your hand is still pumping him, subconsciously matching the pace jeno has sets with his fingers in your cunt. there's a wet squelching sound from between your legs, and your thighs beginning to shake.

jeno curses, landing a slap on your ass, "fuck, i feel you clenching around my fingers, you're so tight."

what sends you over the edge is a perfect combination of a few different things: jeno maintaining his speed, knuckle deep in you, hyuck taking his thumb to rub circles on your clit, and mark, even when dazed from the way you we're just pleasing with your mouth, holding your face in his hand, a string of encouragements and praises leaving his lips.

"come, baby, please. i wanna see your face as you come."

"oh, shit, shit, shit-i'm-" the pressure in your stomach snaps and cuts you off. your hips instinctively begin to roll back desperately until you're basically grinding yourself into the boys' fingers. for a moment, you cant make any sound, just letting out labored breaths in the midst of your blinding bliss.

but, as you start to come down, you realize the boys haven't let up, and you finally find your voice when the pleasure slips into overstimulation, leaving you a fidgeting, whining mess, clawing at mark's shirt for any way to ground yourself.

he takes your hands into his, admiring the sight of you overwhelmed so early into the night.

jeno draws his fingers back, instantly bringing them to his mouth where he sucks them clean.

"she's ready for you," hyuck smirks, "and you were right," he turns to jeno, gesturing at your underwear and the enlarged stain that keeps spreading as your juices continue slipping out. he uses both hands to spread your ass cheeks, "this was a sight worth waiting for."

mark slides off the edge of the bed, pulling his shirt off in the process. he doesn't bother fully taking off his pants or underwear.

"c'mere"

you scoot closer, bringing your legs together so he can slide your shorts up and toss them aside. then, with no hesitation, mark spreads your legs with both hands, hungrily taking in the sight of your wet and slick core.

there are so many nerves bubbling in your stomach right now. with the way he's staring at your figure, you swear you're about to burst into flames. the tiniest details of his being are absolutely the most mind-blowing. there's a single drop of sweat sliding tentatively down his long torso, lean and defined. his chest keeps rising and falling quickly, and you can tell from the way he looks you up and down that he, just like you, is trying to soak up every last detail of how you look.

he thrusts into his hand a few times before guiding his tip towards your folds where he slides himself between your lips, poking at your bundle of nerves time and time again. he rubs himself into you, teasing incessantly until your back arches and pleads are falling from your mouth.

"please, mark, please.."

he sucks his teeth, "please what?"

"i wanna feel you,"

and he complies, cause he's so lenient when it comes to you. he gives you a small nod that tells you he's satisfied with your response, then slips just the tip in. you had started to moan out but as soon as he pulled himself back, you end up whimpering instead.

"shh, baby, i know, i know," he bends down to kiss the corner of your mouth as your eyes close, pushing himself in again slowly, "i don't wanna hurt you."

after a few more patient thrusts, he bottoms out inside of you. your stomach tightens at the feeling of being full of him, deliciously stretched out and warm.

when you blink your eyes open, you notice that beside you, hyuck has pulled off his jeans and is kneeling in his underwear with his dick out, rubbing himself and spreading his leaked pre-cum over his swollen tip. he's clearly frustrated, cheeks red and bottom lip puffy from biting at it.

jeno hasn't taken his length out yet, but you can't imagine it would take him much longer. the tent in his pants, constrained by the black denim of his jeans, must be killing him.

you reach out to help hyuck and the boy shudders before you've even grasped him in your palm. he's sensitive, crying out quietly for you to give him more. for a second, you consider laughing, the peculiar sounds taking you aback.

hyuck who's normally a smart-mouthed menace is suddenly begging for you to please him?

irony aside, you happily adhere to his pleas, spitting in your hand so that it's easier to slide up and down his length. he’s a mess by the fourth or fifth stroke, leaning his weight back on his palms as he struggles to not blow his load yet, especially with the way jeno squishes and plays with your boobs.

he’s for sure a boob guy, constantly fondling them and tugging on your nipples until you wince. you suspected it since the last time, but it’s rather obvious now.

hyuck is intently watching everything, practically thrusting into you to increase the friction.

between your legs, mark rocks his hips a little harder, enough to graze a spot inside you already so sensitive from jeno’s fingers. you sigh out, reaching for him with your free hand to pull him closer.

when he fucks into your spot again, you clench, making his movements buffer momentarily. “oh, my god.” he sighs out, gripping your waist tightly.

“you’re so deep,” you're drinking up every last moan from him, hyuck, and jeno, the last to unbutton his pants. he releases his dick from the white boxers brief's and as the air hits it, his head falls back. you don’t refrain from marveling at the sight.

as mark moves to push down on your lower stomach, your eyes roll back.

"mark, baby, fuck," truthfully, mark doesn't know what he did in a past life to deserve this. you're sucking him in so tightly, your walls gripping him with no intention to let go. under his palm, he can feel where the head of his cock hits inside you. the layer of sweat on your face makes you look like you're glowing, and your soft hair is fanned out around your face, like that of a halo.

"yeah, you like that?"

you nod breathlessly, breasts bouncing up and down as he pounds into you. the hand that wraps around hyuck’s dick begins to lack consistency as you lose yourself in the feeling of mark in you. desperately, hyuck rushes to place his hand over yours and guide you up and down.

there's a coil about to break within you, your second orgasm hurling toward you with no plan to stop.

you're foggy, dizzy—the only thought in your mind is how intense the ecstasy is, how good you feel in this moment. your walls squeeze tighter and tighter until you announce:

“oh, i'm gonna come-"

"baby," he slows down, speaking softly "not yet."

"what?" you lean up, lids snapping open, "why?" your orgasm is ripped away from you as he pulls out, leaving you writhing and empty. you're left fluttering around nothing, yearning for release.

"i don't wanna tire you out before they have their turn," he looks to jeno and hyuck.

in disbelief, you pout, pulling him closer by his forearms, "but i wanted you to-"

"i will," he kisses you, momentarily calming your mangled cries, "believe me, baby, I wanna come with you. let's let them have a go, yeah?"

you shakily nod, still mourning the feeling of having him filling you up. nonetheless, in an effort to be good for him, you sit up and turn to hyuck, who's been edging himself for the last few minutes.

"fucking finally," he groans, realizing that your gaze trailing down to his cock, tells him it's his turn.

wasting no time, he scoots up to lay down on the bed and up you go to follow him, crawling over so that you're straddling his lap, only a few inches above his throbbing erection.

he urges you to come down and jeno tsks, shaking his head, "both of you are so impatient."

your entrance is already so wet that when your fingers direct his tip there, you’re able to sink right down, both of your heads rolling back at the relief.

"i want you to ride me," hyuck sighs out, gripping your hips to roll you against him. knowing that it would only heighten the experience, you reach for jeno's shoulder, bringing him closer. he's quick to reciprocate, pressing his lips to yours as his hand holds the back of your head. at first, he only rests it there, but as your hips roll faster and the moans start resonating in your throat, he pulls on the strands he grips.

"is this okay?" he murmurs, giving another test tug.

"yes," you breathe out quickly, nodding, "yes, jeno."

you hold yourself up on hyuck's bare chest, nails digging into his skin. he's especially deep inside of you because you're sitting on his lap and every sway of your hips provides your clit with friction as it rubs against his pelvis.

progressively, his and your moans get louder as both of you get sloppier. jeno busies himself by mercilessly fisting your hair, studying the way he can make you gasp out and wince.

mark is droopy-eyed, leaning in to kiss your shoulder blade.

“yes, ride me just like that. fuck, i think you’re close cause you’re-“

“i am close,” you confirm, jaw slack.

“use me, princess. keep using me until you come all over me,”

god, you want to, but the burn in your thighs is becoming unbearable. you slightly whimper “i can’t,” and hyuck starts with pleading with you, begging you to keep going.

“m’so tired, hyuck,”

you’re starting to sweat, legs weakening with every time you try to urge them to move.

hyuck realizes that you are indeed struggling, and he grips your hips tighter.

“it’s okay, i got you,” with an unsteady thrust up, hyuck manages to lift you enough to buck his hips up into you at an impossibly fast pace, chasing his own climax and prepared to deliver yours. within a few seconds, you’re coming again.

jeno tightens the grip on your hair and your high suddenly hits you that much harder—even as you come down, you’re floating, reaching back for mark who whispers sweet nothings into your ear as he drags his lips along your cheek, lazily kissing you.

“oh, shit—i’m gonna-“ hyuck slips out of you, using his hand to stroke himself until he spews his milky white liquid into his stomach, trembling below you.

“do you need a second?” mark wonders, looking over your body that glistens with perspiration. you shake your head, though it’s not very convincing.

“no, i can keep going.”

jeno lightly brushes your hair over your shoulder, his hold on it loosening when your orgasm came to a end. now, he settles for rubbing soothing circles onto your smooth skin.

"i'll be good to you, yeah? i'll take it easy." he assures you, helping you climb off of hyuck who's just barely beginning to regain his composure, dick still twitching where it lays on his stomach.

jeno practically carries you, placing you on the side of the bed that was unoccupied. as mark lightly blows cool air in your face, jeno takes his shirt off, kneeling on the bed so that he's right behind you, your back pressed to his chest. like this, you're sandwiched between both boys, your exhaustion quickly fleeting as you feel their skin against yours.

shaky fingers come up to hold mark's shoulders, and he sweetly kisses you. as you arch your back, you can feel how jeno's hard and potent tip brushes between your folds, teasing your entrance.

even though you're sensitive, you're still dripping with need. your essence is coating your thighs and mark's sheets, and now, jeno's dick, which he slowly seeps in.

you whine into your kiss with mark, breaking apart to lean your head back onto the broad chest against your backside. both pairs of hands are roaming your skin freely, and you're unable to distinguish whose is whose or predict where they'll go next. you settle for savoring every touch and grasp they leave in their wake.

you can tell jeno is reading your body language, interpreting each gasp and reaction you give so that he can speed up when you're ready to take all of him.

"you can go faster," your permission comes out mumbled, but you’re too restless to sit at this speed. he hisses at the way you wiggle around temptingly, walls massaging him. he never thought you’d be so warm and so, so wet. it takes him biting his cheek to not bust right then and there.

bringing a hand down to your ass, he gives you exactly what you want, grunting with each thrust, slamming into you at an angle that makes your breath get caught in your throat.

there are stars swimming on your eyelids from how hard you're squeezing them shut, your hips subconsciously pushing back to meet jeno's with shameless desperation, needing to feel him closer.

everything about the scene is so lewd: the sounds of your skin slapping against each others, the bed creaking rhythmically in accordance with jeno's thrusts, the drops of sweat that slide down his chest and side burns and make him glisten, even in the dim light...

mark begins lowering himself so he can take your nipple into his mouth, tongue swirling and teeth grazing the bud till it darkens and perks up, brings his fingers to your clit to rub you.

your mind is clouded with lust, vision is fuzzy and glazed; it's like something out of a dream. both of your forearms are held behind your back in one of jeno's large hands while the other one wraps around you, holding your neck and tilting your head back so that he can look at you. when he isn't watching your face, admiring the way it contorts in pleasure, he's kissing and sucking the skin on your neck.

and the sounds he makes as he fucks you? otherworldly.

the grunts he's delivering to your ear are delectable and you involuntarily clench around him, yelping out when he sinks his teeth into your shoulder at the way your walls squeeze his cock.

"shit, jeno!" you breathe out when mark lifts his fingers, dipping them into your mouth. when you lick them clean, he places them back where they were, leaving you a shuddering and fidgeting mess. jeno stills his movements, pushing himself as far into you as possible. "oh, god, you're so deep," you mewl.

with a smirk on his face, he slowly starts moving again, spreading your cheeks so he can watch the way his cock sinks into you time and time again, disappearing between your wet folds. just the sight makes him twitch.

"i'm close," he warns, twisting your hair around his wrist and pulling you close to kiss your cheek affectionately. you nod weakly in agreement, leaning into his touch. though you’re unable to utter a single intelligible word in response, a series of quiet whines leave your lips as you sit on the verge of your third orgasm.

"is he fucking you good?"

you nod at mark's question, reaching for his hands again.

"i wanna come on your ass,"

"p-please," your voice must sound no better than pathetic by now.

your stomach churns on cue as mark's speeds up his motion, teasing your throbbing and puffy clit until you find yourself gushing around jeno's dick, walls fluttering from overstimulation. it's well worth all the sensitivity, because you’re coming so hard.

god, and you still have another orgasm awaiting you.

you're suddenly being bent over as jeno puffs and huffs, sliding out of you and working himself until his hot cum covers your ass and back in stripes. he pants loudly, teasing himself until every last drop has been emptied and your covered in his release.

"yup. that was hot. i'll be back, i'm gonna go clean up," hyuck pipes up for the first time in a while, tapping his hand to his stomach to watch how his load sticks to his fingers in webs. he scoots off the bed and leaves, presumably to the bathroom.

"you gonna clean up, too?" mark asks.

jeno shakes his head, still heaving breaths, "nah, not yet." his eyes land on you but mark quickly shakes his head.

"we're gonna wrap it up here, i think," mark explains, holding you up by your waist, "i don't think she can take any more,"

"i can," you stubbornly argue, "mark, you haven't even finished, baby."

between your bodies, his dick is standing as tall as ever, red and inflamed and knocking against your lower stomach. he's undeniably rock hard, and you'll be damned if you don't get to watch the look on his face when he orgasms.

"it's okay. i can take care of it myself. you-"

you lean in to kiss his jaw, cutting his words short. when he stops talking, you bring your lips to his ear, you whisper, "i want you to come inside of me,"

his eyes widen, and you catch the way his cheeks get red when you lean back. his reaction makes your heart beat faster, and you reach to hold his face.

"are you sure?" the shock dwindles into concern again.

"if i was too tired," you peck his lips, "i would tell you. i'm sure that i want this." he grins softly, scooping you up by your thighs to lay you on the bed, diving on top of you and situating himself between your legs. he's still kneeling, and in order to kiss you, he has to lean over, lips landing on yours with so much delicacy that it takes your hand on the back of his head for him to sense that you want more.

your other hand reaches to grab his length, slowly pumping it. as you run it up and down, his breathing changes and he moves to kiss down your chest. effortlessly, mark picks you up again by your hips so that your head is the only part of you still resting on the bed.

you're so filled with desire that you moan even before he touches you. he doesn't make you wait long, though, wasting no time and guiding himself to your entrance, sopping wet and ready for him. as he directs your hips closer, you help tilt his tip down. finally, he's inside of you again with a shiver and the sexiest drawn out groan, stuffing you full.

his jaw tightens instantly at the pressure of you squeezing around him, and when he speaks, it's through gritted teeth, "you're so wet," he moves with caution since you're still hypersensitive, "and after how many times you've been fucked tonight, you're still so fucking tight. shit, i can feel you sucking me in."

slowly but surely, he starts picking up the pace, working you until sweat droplets are sliding down the side of his face.

he's fucking into you so mindfully, making sure that he pulls out enough to see most of his head, then pushing in so far that you're flush against the base of him, jolting up when he hits a spot that's particularly deep.

every time that you cry out his name, his eyes flash up to yours, taking in your fucked out expression. your hair is a mess, makeup running just a bit. all of your features are scrunched up, mouth open and panting, and currently. you're holding a hand over your mouth, the other placed over his where it meets your hip.

damn, he could come at the sight of you like this.

and he does.

he's filling you up in more ways than one now, spilling into your cunt, grip tightening enough to leave bruises along your waist. he realizes in this moment that after today, there's no way he's not pussy-whipped by you.

how could he not be, when you were taking him so well? when you asked him to come inside of you?

he also realizes that you still haven't finished and his thrusts are beginning to stutter. voice strained, mark chokes out, "aah, shit. are you-?"

"just a little more, baby, please," your words are muffled by the hand on your mouth but he gets the message nonetheless, grimacing at the overstimulation of keeping up such a speed now that he's so sensitive. he keeps going, because he has to help his baby ride out her high.

your fingers dig into the sheets as your orgasm hits you, waves of pleasure flushing through your core. your face is red hot, vision blurred, cunt booming with a pleasure so intense, nothing like you've ever felt before. a mix of your wetness and mark's cum is coating his cock now, making a ring at the base of it and spreading all throughout his length. when he'[s sure you're done, he cautiously pulls out, watching as his seed leaks out of you.

"that was-," he pauses—inexplicable, heavenly, incredible, mind-blowing—"there's no word that even comes close."

when you look over, jeno had come a second time, the sticky white substance all over his hand and thighs. he resembled both of you, breathing heavily. you take in the sight of him through your lashes, shoulders are rising and falling, hair sticking to his forehead.

the bedroom door opens about half way, and hyuck pokes his head in, "i could hear all of you from the bathroom on the other side of the apartment. it was impressive, really. oh, and sincerely, i feel envious of your future boyfriend. that dude's gonna luck out." you can feel everyone's eyes on you, face getting red, "i'm gonna knock out. thank you for that, yeah?"

"yeah," you reply, offering a bit of an awkward laugh.

mark kisses your forehead and lips before getting up, pulling his underwear and pants up. he walks over to his drawer to grab a change of clothes for you as jeno gets up, too, dressing himself.

he gives you a nod, "stay here, okay? i'm gonna grab something to clean you up with."

it wasn’t like you really could move anyway, at least not yet. your thighs were burning, and if you tried to get up, your wobbly legs would give out.

as jeno leaves, mark brings over a folded shirt and a pair of boxers for you to wear, setting them on the night stand.

“i’m gonna shower,” you lean up on your elbows, flashing him a tired smile. mark brushes your hair behind your ear, nodding.

“you wanna stay over, pretty?"

"i'd love to."

"good. wait for me, i'll be right back."

when he clicks open the bedroom door to leave, jeno is on the other side. he was about to reach for the handle. as mark shimmies out, the boy walks in, a warm, moist towel clutched in his hand.

you laugh as he shields his eyes, coughing awkwardly. "sorry, uh-is it okay if i-"

"jen, you're acting as if you didn't just fuck me. you've seen me naked twice now."

he lets out a little snicker, casting his eyes over you softly. when you reach for the towel, he shakes his head, "here, let me. can you sit up for me?" you do as he asks and he gets closer, "you have some- let me get that for you," trailing off, jeno holds your face as he gently wipes away the black smudges from your under-eyes.

you're simply looking up at him, but for some reason, when he meets your gaze, his ears go red. he really hopes you don't notice.

in an effort to hide how flustered he is, jeno moves away, going around the bed. you let out a little squeak, shivering when he starts wiping away some of the stickiness from your thighs and ass where he relieved himself earlier. then, he moves to the front, wiping between your legs with hesitance.

"why are you so nervous?"

he instantly tenses up, stilling his eyes on the bed instead of on you, "huh?"

"you're all... shy. i don't know. it just seems like after we do..." you look around, trying to find the right word, "well, this—you're a completely different person."

"oh," he looks like he wants the earth to swallow him, and you slightly pout at his reaction. maybe you shouldn't have said anything.

"you know what, forget i brought it up." you sigh gently, "it's not a bad thing, i swear, it's just... i don't want this to affect our friendship."

"it already has." he mutters defeatedly. as he finishes wiping you off, you take mark's old shirt, throwing it over your head so that you're not completely nude. his statement doesn't slip your mind, though. not at all.

"what? what do you mean?"

"the reason i get nervous," he starts, but it takes him too long to continue and you're interrupting him again, kneeling up and tugging him to sit beside you on the edge of the bed.

"if you didn't wanna do this, you could've said something, jen. i'm sorry if this made you uncomfortable or-"

"no, no. it's not that. like, genuinely, it's so far from that." he laughs lightly, finally finding your eyes. you immediately relax at the sound that rumbles from his chest.

"so, tell me." you shrug.

for a few seconds, jeno tries to organize his thoughts, but his efforts are futile. he can't remember a single time he didn't wish he could tell you what’s been on his mind. in fact, for the last six months, it's been the first thing that's popped into his head when the two of you entered the same room.

fuck, man. no matter how many times he's rehearsed the same speech, it's not any easier—especially not now. you look as pretty as ever, and it doesn't help that he's made you come around his tongue, fingers and cock-

spit it out, jeno.

"i like you."

if you were expecting to feel any bit of relief, think again.

the burden that was meant to be lifted is now immediately heavy on your shoulders, and you're convinced your face has gone entirely pale.

"i've liked for as long as i can remember. and it was easy to ignore at first, until the day we kissed.” his eyes fall to the ground, “for a while, i was so mad at hyuck because i didn't want to put myself through that if i knew i wouldn't be able to have you. b-but even then, i thought ‘i might be able to forget. it was a ten second kiss that was for a bet, you know?’"

oh, god. your heart beats so loud that for a second, you think he'll hear it.

"but then, after the night we were drinking after today... after today, i don't think i’ll ever be able to forget." his hand is paced over yours as he gulps, "i was even gonna ask if you wanted to stay in my room, but i know you and mark are close and i chickened out. i think-" he takes a breath, "i think i'm in lo-"

the door creaks open and mark walks in. saved by the fucking bell. "okay, i've got you some water, a towel, and i brought the sheets so that-"

before you can even open your mouth, jeno gets up awkwardly, slightly disappointed, too. he coughs, cutting mark off. "we'll talk later, yeah?" he walks past him without sparing either of you a second glace, consumed by embarrassment and leaving you to call after him.

"yeah, o-okay." you shout, but he doesn't acknowledge it.

no, no, no. there's absolutely no way that just happened.

guilt bubbles thickly in your throat, burning bitterly as your breathing picks up.

"baby?"

you need to go home. you can’t stay here, that much is obvious. moving to get up, your heels hit the floor and you clumsily stumble, mark reaching with his free hand to hold you up.

"woah," he waits for you to stand steadily, then turns, putting down the things he brought in on the dresser before taking long strides to return over to you. his hands rest on the back of your arms. "you're probably sore, yeah? do you want to- hey, hey." he notices the puddles beginning to pool under your eyes, "what's wrong? does something hurt?"

"no, it's-" you let out a shaky breath, reluctantly meeting his eyes, "it just sucks to be right."

"what are you talking about, babe?"

"stop calling me that." you shake your head. at once, mark's face falls—it absolutely crumbles, and so does your heart.

he mutters your name lowly, leaning so that he's at eye-level with you. with a heavy heart, you brush away his hands, wiggling out of his embrace and moving to grab your clothes that scatter the floor. he doesn't move to stop you, yet.

beyond confused, mark just watches you gather your things; his breath is caught in his throat, meanwhile his brain racks to piece together a single reason or cause for your behavior. he’s drawing blanks, though. everything was going so well.

after a few seconds of standing in the same spot, he speaks up, a hand reaching for your shoulder.

"can we talk about what happened? you just-"

“mark, nothing can happen between us.”

dumbfounded, he reaches out to stop you dead in your tracks this time, "what? why?" his eyes are narrowed, eyebrows pinched.

"it's too complicated,"

"no it's not. i like you, you like me. what's complicated about that? is it because of what we all just did? because i don't care about that, i told you it was okay and i meant it-"

“no, mark you don’t get it—“

“then tell me so that i can understand why-“

"jeno just told me that he had feelings for me!” it didn’t matter that you were whisper-shouting. the words carried enough trouble on their own without needing any volume to make them any clearer or alert the man of the hour, whose room was right down the hall.

you decided to keep his much more serious confession to yourself, the one where he almost professed his love. mark didn't need to know about that. it didn't matter now, anyway.

at your statement, his persistent rambling ceases.

"what?"

"while you were gone, he told me. so nothing can happen between us, and that's that."

he shakes his head in disbelief, tightening his hold around you when you attempt to break away again, "i'll talk to him. i'll explain that you and i are already-"

"no, you won't, and no, we're not, mark. drop it." you escape his grasp which weakens at your harsh proclamation. without a second thought or any elaboration, you’re sliding your shorts up your legs. hurriedly, you begin to travel the room, collecting your phone from the night stand, slipping your shoes on, and putting in your bag your previously discarded clothes and undergarments.

"baby, you're giving up on us before we've even begun,"

fucking damn it.

you halt your packing, turning to glare at him, though there isn’t much anger. it’s hurt that reads instead, reflecting the one in his own stare. "how would you feel if i started going out with jeno?"

"what? so now you wanna go out with jen-"

you roll your eyes, rephrasing. "no. i'm asking: how would you feel if i started going out with jeno?"

begrudgingly, he grumbles, "terrible," under his breath.

"precisely."

maybe you indulged yourself too much. you always knew that if any of you caught feelings, things would get complicated.

jesus, you didn't think it would actually fucking happen.

if you even suspected this was a possibility, why did you let it get this far?

all of your belongings are gathered. your hair is tied back and your keys are in hand. your mind is racing, but there's not much you can do to help that now.

before mark can utter another word, you cast him one last, sad glance, and walk out the door.

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summary ・ every college student has their struggles, but raising her younger brother has Y/N top of the list, struggling her way through college whilst balancing her academics and basketball captaincy is difficult no doubt and with Jaemin, her ex best friend and captain of the guys basketball team, and his growing one sided hatred towards her, it doesn't seem to be getting any easier

CHENLE (nct dream)

night rider [chenle] by @chenlesfavorite

motorcyclist!chenle x fem!reader | genre ・ social media au (smau), written, slowburn, angsty-ish, fluff, strangers to enemies to lovers (except they're not really enemies.. they just can't stand each other) | status ・ completed!

summary ・ working night shifts 24/7 at the convenience store while also supporting your boyfriend’s obsession with watching motorcyclists race is not easy, but little did you know that one of the bikers that he loves soon gets involved with you.

RENJUN (nct dream)

belladonna! [renjun] by @winwintea

actor!renjun x fem!reader | genre ・ social media au (smau), fluff, angst, drama, horror, very dark, detective au, murder mystery au, explicit(?) | status ・ ongoing!

summary ・ you've been tasked with visting and inspecting the grand rose theatre, a theatre that's been plagued with mysteries over the years. all seems well, until a string of murders follows your visit. as you further investigate, you find yourself falling for huang renjun, the beautiful male lead, and your mystery murderer who leaves you love notes and clues about who they could potentially be. will you be smart enough to be a step ahead of the killer? or will you find yourself caught within their trap?

JENO (nct dream)

hot to go! [jeno] by @sungiejpg

idol!jeno x stylist!fem!reader | genre ・ idol au, fluff, humour, maybe slow burn | status ・ ongoing!

summary ・ being aespa’s stylist is an easy and a lovely job, that’s what yn thought until she met Jeno by mistake. She now finds him scary.

JAEHYUN (nct 127)

roses [jaehyun] by @nneteyamss

college student!jaehyun x fem!reader | genre ・ smau, college au, second chance (?), humor | status ・ ongoing!

summary ・ during your freshman year of college you had a situationship with jaehyun. despite both falling for each other, issues got in the way and jaehyun ghosted you. it's been 2 years since and he never got over you and he'd do almost anything to get you again... including writing a song to get your attention.

KARINA (aespa)

it's me before her [karina] by @uchinagai

idol!jimin x actress!fem!reader | genre ・ smau + written , wlw fluff , idol au, y/n is in huge denial, strangers(?) to lovers, idol!karina, actress!y/n, idol!y/n, tiny bit of suggestive | status ・ ongoing!

summary ・ kim y/n, #1 soloist currently, known for other than just acting like out of this world and singing like an angel, is also known in the industry as 'flirt' among female idols. a certain world wide idol, got her attention on her, but little did she know, there was another one, more desperate and in love with her before the global it girl.

notes ・ if you guys have more aespa smau that you guys like it, pls send me! i'd really love more aespa fanfics to read!

[lqfiles]

PAY THE PRICE — smau

after getting evicted out of your old place, you're left with no other choice but to look for a cheaper alternative. which is how you end up becoming neighbours with lee haechan, who has a passion for music and disturbing whatever peace and quiet there is.

or in which you found yourself a very nice apartment, the only issue? your neighbour is your friend's somewhat ex-situationship who won't stop playing his guitar at 2 am in the night.

neighbour!haechan x fem!reader

genre ; enemies to lovers, angst, fluff, probably slow burn, humour, neighbours au.

extras ; haechan is kinda an asshole | boy next door + likes everyone but you trope-ish | profanity and death jokes because they’re silly! | probably romantic tension | some mark x reader here and there | renjun and jaemin having their own e2bffs moment | probably inaccurate depiction of how someone would get evicted pls don’t shoot me 😅

notes ; i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan i love haechan <333 idk i got nothing better to do now so i’ll just start this because i know i won’t be posting any of the other long fic wips any time soon 😭

PLAYLIST ; She , Tyler The Creator — For The Night , Chloe Bailey — IDK WHAT TO TELL YOU , Bktherula — Surprise , Chloe Bailey — I Wanna Be down , Brandy — Suite Life , FLO — Is It A Crime? , No Guidnce — Round&Round , NCT U .

STATUS ; ongoing and hopefully regular updates.

profiles (1) profiles (2)

intro

1 ) jaehyun’s trophy wife

2 ) free cookies (not really)

3 ) midnight disturbance

4 ) attempted murder?

5 ) THIS IS FAMILY

6 ) haechan’s second identity

7 ) kiss buddies and useless complaints

8 ) critically acclaimed idgaf veteran

9 ) founders keepers..?

10 ) yangyang’s new interest (y/n)

11 ) a late welcome party

12 ) invest in a cage jaemin

13 ) cat fight (REAL)

14 ) the cure to a lack of sleep = cup pong

15 ) who said quiet guys can’t be freaky?

16 ) you got a girlfriend?

17 ) i DO have a girlfriend

18 ) this is life, i love life..

19 ) nah. they fucking.

20 ) let’s play apex?

21 ) whole house mad

22 ) drunken regrets

23 ) he’s got to be fucking with me..

24 ) a sincere apology letter (kinda)

25 ) are we cool or not?

26 ) we’re good (for real)

27 ) a personal guitar lesson

28 ) LIVE TWEETING YNHAE MOMENTS

29 ) a moment of vulnerability

30 ) friendly q&a between friends

31 ) that’s strange.. that’s weird..

32 ) solution to job loss = family guy (???)

33 ) what has jaehyun done for society?

34 ) ynhae bonding activity hours

35 ) an unwanted double date with yangyang

36 ) an overwhelming realisation

37 ) the universe can kill itself

38 ) a “what are we” conversation

39 ) i got that hair too, kinda

40 ) reviewing haechan’s tweet and new issues

41 ) diagnosed with the crush disease

42 ) putting your satisfaction first

43 ) some girl talk with mark.. this diva..

TBA . . .

BONUS:

TBA . . .

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How to (not) Write a Book (M): Werewolf! Taeyong x Female reader

Comforting Jisung (M)

Fuck the Police (M): Werewolf! Yuta x Witch! Female reader

The Moon Makes No Mistakes (M): Werewolf! Jeno x Female reader x Werewolf! Jaemin

Perfect Little Toy (M): Werewolf! Mark x Witch! Female reader

Too Young (M): Werewolf! Jisung x Witch! Female reader (Sequel to Presenting)

New Town, New Me(M): Werewolf! Jaemin x Witch! Female reader

Presenting(M): Werewolf! Jisung x Witch! Female reader

Sucks to Be Him(M): Werewolf! Haechan x Witch! Female reader

Epiphany(M): Werewolf! Doyoung x Witch! female reader (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt. 3) (pt. 4) (pt. 5) (pt. 6) (pt. 7) (pt. 8) (pt. 9) (pt. 10) (pt. 11) (pt. 12) (pt. 13 FINALE)