#jeno chaptered

[traumainpyjamas]

JENO \\ ( )SCAPE Film : Chapter 2 & ( )SCAPE Film : Chapter 5

[dojunie]

i think i may have just accidentally finished the next chapter of misdial 🤔

[jungwoosshoes]

Seven Of Spades -- Part IV -- Diamonds

Part 1 ----> Part 2 (Hearts) ----> Part 3 (Clubs) ----> Part 4 (Diamonds)

NCT x Reader Cardverse AU!

Pairing: Nakamoto Yuta, Johnny Suh, Lee Jeno, Xiao Dejun, Kim Jungwoo, Park Jisung, Qian Kun, Lee Ten, and Zhong Chenle x reader ; friend! Yushi x bestie! reader

Warnings: Not many--reader is a witch and kinda poor, there's some political conflict, mentions of sick people

Note: I refuse to use Y/N, so watch me struggle to write around it! <3

Word Count: 4.5k

Diamonds

The night grew dark, and Cassie and I wandered still. In this different wood, I began to miss my home. The safety, the comfort, and Yushi I had taken for granted, and I regretted it. I wasn’t sure when or if I would make it back there, but I vowed to myself that as soon as I did, I would thank Yushi for being such a good friend to me over these years. He had never betrayed me. I decided–strangers are not to be trusted. Or even spoken to. Wherever this path took me, I would keep my head down until I heard the roar of the ocean and stood firm on the wooden steps of my home. 

The woods here were thick, and we traveled hours before we started to see buildings peek through the tree gaps. Under the light of the moon, a city rose up before us, gleaming and grand and like nothing I had ever seen before. I know I’ve probably said that a few times during this journey, but this city was truly astounding. It was big–the night made it so that the streets were all empty, and I could only guess at how many people could fit in them. The moonlight bathed it in a heavenly glow, but even through that it looked as though the city was dipped or painted in gold. I had only heard about this place in stories shared by travelers stopping to buy some vegetables from Yushi or herbs from me; Diamonds was a city of legend, but here I was aweing at every detail of its refinement. 

Cassie and I rode through complicated paths, still trying to evade the royals by twisting and turning around every corner. I hoped and prayed that perhaps they had given up–let the criminal peasant girl run free in favor of focusing on bigger, more important tasks–but we could never be too careful, and lady luck didn’t seem to be explicitly in my favor. I allowed myself to become completely lost, following not a straight road but gravitating towards whatever caught my attention. I gazed upon statues and fountains, apartments and large stately homes. Smooth cobblestone roads took me past bakeries and dress shoppes–I remember thinking about Sakuya, and how much he would’ve loved it there. I tried searching for an inconspicuous inn or hotel, but alas was met with closed doors or drawn blinds. 

I was surprised that such a prosperous city would waste precious time being completely closed down, but it made some sense. If people spent all their time polishing their roofs and cleaning their sidewalks, they would all be exhausted by the moment the sun set. So, I kept walking. As I stated to reach what I assumed to be the outer reaches of the city, the streetlights grew dimmer and less frequent. The moon could no longer show me a clear path, and I decided that I had better find a safe place to at least sit and let Cassie get off her hooves for a while. 

Just as I debated turning back into the city in search of a bench on the side of the street, a beautiful garden seemed to appear right before me. Velvety white roses sat neatly in trimmed bushels accented by Magnolia and Dogwood trees that seemed trained to reach their branches to the exact positions to frame the horizon. I figured it must be a park, and wandered around until I happened upon a white cushioned bench, placed thoughtfully beside a small pond with blooming lilies littered about. Cassie showed no signs of protest to this place, and that was good enough for me. The last thing I remember thinking about that night was Lee–or Jeno, and how angry I was that he had lied to me, and how angry I was at myself for falling for it. 

…

I awoke to the sounds of birds married sweetly with those of street vendors and shoppers, though slightly distant. I must’ve fallen asleep on the chair in the park, I reasoned. However, when I sat up and opened my eyes to find Cassie, I was met with a much different sight. I was in a room that rivaled my house in size, laying atop a soft white bed decorated with many, many pillows. Gold supports rose up from underneath it, and mesh white curtains trimmed with lace were draped delicately around them. In any other situation, I would have marveled at the luxury of it all, however I had fallen asleep outside on a chair, so instead of reaching out to trace the designs in the lace, I screamed. I threw off the cloud-soft blankets and was extremely relieved to find my dress perfectly in-tact beneath them. I ran immediately to the large window to the right of where the bed was, and to my dismay, was greeted with a height that I would not be comfortable jumping from. 

Instead, I searched for a moment for my shoes, and slipped them on. I didn’t care where I was, only that I could get out and find my horse as soon as possible. I reached for the door handle, preparing myself for what could’ve been my third grand escape of the week, but instead saw the golden knob turn before I even had the chance to lay a finger upon it. 

The door opened out, and I was met with a face almost as surprised as my own, however far less scared. It was a man–of course it was a man. He looked relatively young, just around my age, or perhaps a little older. He had large brown eyes, and soft-looking skin. His dark red hair reached his ears, and had a slight wave away from his face. His pink lips smoothed into a slight smile, and he let out a little breathy laugh. “I didn’t think you’d be awake.” He whispered. “You must’ve been exhausted–you fell asleep outside and barely even stirred when Ten and I moved you.”

I decided at that moment that I didn’t care who this man was, where we were, and I certainly didn’t care who the hell Ten was. I only had one question for this man. “Where’s my horse?” It sounded more like a demand than a question, but I definitely wasn’t in the mood for negotiation. “Don’t worry!” He answered, stepping through the door a little more. “She’s in our stable. We have our best hands caring for her.” He was trying to sound comforting, but I really wasn’t in the mood. “Where’s your stable?” I asked, still firm. “It’s downstairs.” He conceded. “I’ll take you there soon. In the meantime though, I brought you breakfast.”

It was clear to me that there was no easy or quick way out of this situation, so out of fear and a touch of curiosity, I decided to briefly play along with this man and his breakfast while I pondered an escape route. Further complicating my plight was the royals tracking me down–had they come to Diamonds yet? They could’ve been waiting outside for all I knew. 

“Thank you.” I said, making no effort to step aside or let him into the room. “May I come in?” He asked, lifting a brow. “You can, but first, may I ask who you are, or where we are? Maybe both?” “Oh! Of course! You must be so confused!” He exclaimed, brushing past me to place a tray of warm food at a small table near the foot of the bed. “My name is Kun. This is the House of Diamonds. Welcome!” He grinned, and watched patiently as my mouth fell open. The House of Diamonds, of course, was their version of a palace or castle. They just didn’t call it that–for some reason. A lavish people, they are. 

So, I had fallen into another very tricky situation. I was inside of the royal house of Diamonds, with no idea how to escape or where Cassie was. What’s more, there was a man named Kun sitting at the foot of the bed I had just woken up in, waiting for me to eat the food he had just brought me. It was a sweet gesture, just not the one I needed. “Why am I here?” I asked, not stepping an inch away from the door. “Well,” Kun began, “Ten was out this morning, walking around his garden, when he found a pretty girl lying asleep in the cold. This pretty girl also happened to match a description that the court of Hearts had recently sent us regarding the prophesied queen. So, he came to get me and while I took your horse to our stable, he took you here to warm up and rest.” 

Yikes. “Weird.” I began. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was your garden. I must seem like such a fool! Well, no need to bother with food or anything–I’ve been enough of a burden to you already! I’ll just show myself out. Thank you, Kun.” I began to step out the door, praying that this might work, and hoping that I stood a chance at out-running this guy if need be. But alas, he wasn’t quite satisfied with my departure. “Wait, miss. You’re no burden–I can promise you that. It’s been quite fulfilling to care for you, actually.” He smiled, “You can’t leave–not yet. At least wait for our guests to arrive!” 

“Guests?” I asked, turning on my heels to face Kun. “The other royals! They’re on their way now–absolutely desperate to see you. You’ve caused quite a fuss, Seven.” Shit–he must’ve spoken to the others. Was he a servant with orders to wait? Maybe. It could be worth it to appeal to him–to beg a fellow peasant for mercy. I could deny everything, but something told me that would be futile. So, appealing it was. “Listen,” I whispered, swiftly crossing over to where he sat. I kneeled on the floor below him, and brushed my hair out of my face. “You’ve been very kind, and I’m sorry to ask more of you. I know your bosses and royals are probably waiting for me, but please. You must understand what it’s like to be humble, to know nothing of comfort or riches. I’m not built for that world, and I can’t stand against royals. Please, let me go. I’ll come back, give you anything you ask. I’m a healer sir, we’re good friends to have. Please.” 

“Seven,” Kun softened his face and reached out to hold mine. “My name is Kun, King of Diamonds. 

I couldn’t stop the tears that immediately fell down my cheeks. I had fallen straight from the edge of a cliff into the jaws of a beast, waiting patiently for me to trip. I wasn’t sure what divine being wished to see me suffering in prison or worse, but I prayed for it to forgive and take pity upon me. I let Kun brush my fallen hair aside as I brought my hands to my face. “Why do you cry, Seven? I’ve taken no offense to you.” He reached down and lifted me onto the bed beside him. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and whispered into my ear, “I know that you’re scared. This must be very startling for you. Here, just spend the day with my queen, my jack and I. Then, if you wish to leave us, you may do so by sunset. My only request is that you truly give us a chance. Give yourself one, too.”

He gave me no choice but to humor them–there was no sense in trying to fight my way through the palace and run away. I would only end up in more trouble. Instead, I would try to believe that Kun would really set me free at the end of the day, unless the other royals were to arrive. In that case, I would have to slip away. Even if I did make it back to Spades, what would I do? Did they know where I lived? Would there be any point in trying to hide? How would Yushi receive me? Oh, I had to see him again. I wished he were with me, there to talk us out of trouble or to make quips and wisecracks along the way. I wondered about Sakuya, and what he must’ve thought when his new-found friend had disappeared after but one day. Would I ever be able to go back to normal? Probably not–but I was just about ready to do anything for the opportunity to try. 

“Alright.” I whispered into Kun’s chest. “If you promise to let me go.” 

Kun began our day with a tour of the castle–he showed me meeting rooms with high ceilings and grand chandeliers, hallways lined with paintings and mirrors, and I got to see the garden in daylight, complete with the widest range of blooming flowers I had ever seen. “Do you like it?” Kun asked when he saw how my eyes widened when we stepped through the gate. I could only nod, turning in a circle so that I could soak in every detail. The myriad of bright oranges, pinks, and greens engulfed me in a trance of spring, one I was only brought out of when Kun reached for my hand. “I think I heard Ten–let’s go find him! He’d be so happy to see that you like the garden.” I nodded in approval, and I was swept down a stone lined path deeper into the sea of flora. 

“Ten?” Kun called, “Where are you?” “I’m right here.” A voice called from behind a row of white rose bushes. A man a little shorter than Kun rose from behind them, curiously clean despite having just been working with dirt. “Is that her?” He smiled, looking up to Kun, “Let me see you–you’re even prettier in the daylight.” He reached out a hand and touched my face lightly. “Has Kun been boring you, angel?” He grinned when I shook my head quickly. “No, sir. He’s been very kind.” Ten laughed. “Sir? Oh please don’t call me that, Seven. It makes me feel so old.” Kun chuckled as well, and I quickly apologized. 

“We’re people, just the same as you.” Ten said softly, grabbing my hand. “You can relax around us. Please, let yourself be calm.” Ten smiled and put a hand briefly upon my cheek before turning and beckoning Kun and I to follow. “Let us go back to the castle before we get sunburned. Chenle will be happy to see you!” “Chenle?” I asked, “The Jack.” Kun clarified, threading his arm around mine with a little smile. We walked back into the huge palace, rising strongly out of the ground and past the horizon. We approached the golden door from which Kun and I left, and another man stood behind it, peeking out. Upon seeing us, he smiled and stepped out. He was shorter than Kun and Ten, but he seemed to radiate enough confidence to make up for it. 

“Is that her?” He called, excited. “Is that the girl?” “She has a name, Chenle.” Kun said as we got closer to Chenle. “I know.” Chenle said, still not looking directly at me. “Seven,” He grinned, finally allowing his eyes to meet mine. “I’ve waited a long time to meet you.” “You have?” I asked, confused yet again. “Of course!” Chenle smiled, “But you’re here now–that’s what really matters. I’m so glad you decided not to run again.” “Seven told me that she would give us a chance.” Kun said from behind me. “Thank you.” Chenle nodded. “We won’t disappoint you.” Ten smiled. 

After much deliberation and some small arguments between the three, Kun, Ten, and Chenle all decided that it would be best if they showed me around the Kingdom. “I’m not sure,” I began, “Won’t people ask questions if they see you with some dirty, wide-eyed girl?” I asked. “They don’t have to see you.” Kun offered, “And you’re not dirty.” Ten added, “Your eyes are pretty wide though!” Chenle finished. I almost laughed, and Kun rolled his eyes. “We’ll go in a big carriage, and keep the back windows drawn. We’ll sit back there, and you can sit in the front. That way, you’ll be able to see the whole city,” “And we’ll be able to look at you!” Chenle finished. Despite my will, I let out a little giggle when Ten slapped him on the shoulder. “Okay.” I said, “But can I get changed first?” 

There were no dresses in the castle, but I was able to fit into a pair of Chenle’s pants, and Ten lent me a pressed, loose-fitting white shirt. I might’ve been dressed like a man, but I figured it couldn’t hurt to have another possible disguise on deck. Chenle waited outside the room for me to change while Kun and Ten went to go get the carriage ready, and we all climbed in together once I was done. “You’re going to love it,” Ten mused, “Nobody who visits Diamonds ever wants to leave.” “Nobody who visits Spades ever wants to stay.” I laughed, turning to look out the window. “So you’re truly from Spades?” Chenle asked, “The rest of us have been wondering.” “Us?” I raised a brow at him. “Well,” Chenle began, “Johnny and Yuta had never seen you before, so they weren’t too sure. Jisung thought that you could have originally been from Clubs, but then Jeno-”“Enough, Chenle.” Kun chided. “Wait–you’ve all been speaking about me? For how long?” I asked. How long had they been following me, and why were they so intent on finding me? I wasn’t a dangerous criminal, and I certainly wasn’t the girl of their prophecy–one of them had to know that. “Don’t listen to him.” Ten rolled his eyes as Chenle pouted. 

“Oh! Look over there, Seven.” Kun began, “Here’s the main road in the central city. This is where all the businesses are. Banks, shops,” “Ballrooms!” Chenle added, “And jewelers.” Ten chirped. It would’ve all been so overwhelming, but I felt as though I was in a dream, floating through a life that would never be my own. Everything smelled sweet and looked shiny, and I felt so disconnected to that girl from the Rocklands who catches her own fish for dinner. She could never mesh with these people, who rode around in fancy carriages and ate at high-class restaurants with white tablecloths and sparkling glasses. I knew I had to go home, but I wished it didn’t have to be so soon–or so definite. 

“It’s beautiful.” I said, and I meant it. “We know,” Chenle smirked, “But thanks.” 

The rest of our trip went well, and I was almost giddy when we returned to the palace. Clubs had been charming, and Hearts had always been beautiful, but this place was unreal. Everything seemed so perfect–almost unbelievably so. But I guess everything must seem like that when you’re from where I’m from. Thinking of home did have me missing it though, as dreary as it was. I missed Yushi most of all–God, he must’ve been so worried. Chenle took my hand and helped me out of the carriage, and though I smiled at him and his gorgeous face, I knew that I would have to leave soon. I was terrified of becoming trapped in this world I would never belong in. I made a plan to leave just after sunset–it was dangerous to travel in the dark, but it would allow me to sneak around without any royals following my trail. 

“Supper is probably ready!” Ten smiled. “I told the cooks to prepare something extra special for you Seven! You’ll love it.” He took my unoccupied hand, and grabbed Kun with his other as he whisked us all down a grand hallway. My shoes clicked on the marble floors as we got closer and closer to the smell of something that I had never smelled before, but that I knew would taste amazing. We entered a dining hall that might’ve been the same size as my whole house, and sat down to eat the grandest meal I’d ever been presented with. “Do you like it?” Kun asked, referring to the chicken and vegetable dish that served as the main course. “ I didn’t want to overwhelm you with something too fancy, so I figured this would be perfect!” Ten smiled. “It’s delicious.” I replied graciously, shoving another big piece into my mouth. 

Once everyone had finished dinner and dessert, Kun took us all to the balcony branching off of his bedroom to watch the sunset. My head wanted to tell him no, and that I should really get going, but I just couldn’t. I couldn’t say no to his kind, honest eyes, or his supportive, outstretched hand. So, I followed. We stood in a line, leaning against the railing. Kun told jokes about the more trivial affairs he attended to as king, and Ten was quick to poke fun at him. Chenle told stories of riding around the kingdom, and I let myself laugh at it all. I felt truly at peace as the sun began to creep below the horizon, and I felt lines develop at the corner of my lips from how much I had been smiling. 

I’m not sure how long we were out there for, but we stayed until the sky got dark and the wind got cold. “Do you see that, Seven?” Kun asked, pointing at the sky, “That’s Venus.” “Where?” I asked, squinting up at the stars above. “Here,” He began, moving to stand directly behind me. His arm brushed my ear as it rose to point directly at a bright light above, and Chenle and Ten moved close to see as well. “I see it!” I exclaimed. Yushi liked to look at the stars, but he never knew which ones were which–he was going to love this. 

“How do you know?” Chenle asked, jealous of all the attention Kun was getting. “Because I actually studied while I was in school.” Kun said dryly, letting his arm fall around my shoulder. Before the two could start to bicker again, a guard knocked at Kun’s bedroom door. “I’ll be right back.” He winked, and stepped into and out of the room to speak with whoever was behind the door. 

“Don’t believe a word he says!” Chenle joked. “He’s-” “Ten, Chenle! Please, come with me downstairs. Seven, stay in here, make yourself comfortable. We’ll be right back.” “Alright.” Ten called, and caressed my arm as he passed. Chenle followed, stealing one last glance at me as he closed the door behind him. I moved inside of the room, and sat at the foot of Kun’s bed. If I were going to leave, now would be the time–but I couldn’t stand to leave them without a word–I had already done that to too many people. As I debated how best to leave, I realized that I might have fallen in love with the court of Diamonds. I loved how caring Kun was, how cheery Ten remained, and I loved the way Chenle always said exactly what he was thinking, even if it wasn’t necessarily something others would be willing to say. How could I leave them? 

My mind began to change. Maybe I could be their princess–I could learn how to use fancy silverware and how to manage a palace. I could stand dutifully by Kun’s side, rub Ten’s shoulders after a long day, and ride around on horseback with Chenle. I could even ask them to bring Yushi here with me! Somehow, I worked out in my mind that everything would be alright. I would go home and tell Yushi everything, and we’d come back to Diamonds together. It would be perfect. First though, I had to speak with my future husbands–who had been gone for quite a while. 

I figured it couldn’t hurt to seek them out. After all, they had held me almost captive in their palace for a day, so I figured I might have some leeway when it came to obeying strict rules. “Kun?” I called as I began to hear voices around a corner, “Kun? Are you th-” I stopped in my tracks as I looked past the wall and into the room where all the noise was coming from. In one of the reception rooms stood Kun, Ten and Chenle. Only, they weren’t alone–with them stood the very people in the world I hoped to see least. Xiaojun, Jeno, Jisung, Jungwoo, and Spades royals–Johnny and Yuta. They all stood facing Kun, who was announcing something to the group. 

“I told her early this morning that if she were to stay with us for a whole day, then she could choose whether or not she wanted to leave after.” He explained. “You gave her a choice?” Jeno questioned. “Has she chosen?” Xiaojun asked. “Where is she?” Jisung demanded, “I want to see her. Please.” “Let me talk to her first.” Ten objected, “She scares easily–we don’t want her running again.” With that Ten walked out, and the room seemed to collapse on me as I turned away and sunk to the ground. All at once, I was painfully reminded of just who I was. A poor fugitive with a quiet, simple future. I had fallen into somebody else’s story, and thoroughly messed it up. I would never be part of this world, and I couldn’t stay in it any longer. 

I don’t remember my walk to the stable, moving in some sort of bewildered trance. “Come on, Cassie.” I patted her mane, and began to lead her out of the comfortable stall she had gotten to spend the day in. She seemed sad to be leaving, but I’m sure she’d missed the open fields of the Rocklands. “We’re going home.” I smiled at her with tears in my eyes. 

“Wait!” A voice behind me called, and I whipped my head around in surprise. “Don’t leave us, Seven. Please.” Ten said from a few stalls down. “You could be happy here. We could all be happy.” I looked away from him as I began to fasten Cassie’s saddle and bags. “Ten, we could never be happy. I’m not meant for this world, and you’re not meant for mine. I had an amazing day, but dreams can never last.” “This one can.” He whispered, tears forming in his eyes to match mine. “It can’t!” I shook my head. “Keep looking for a girl for your prophecy–she’s out there–and I can’t take her story from her.” I turned Cassie around, and she took off out of the stable. “No!” I heard Ten call as we left. “Wait, Seven!” He yelled, but it was in vain. I had to get home, and this needed to end. If they really needed or loved me, they could come find me in Spades. Until then though, I had my life waiting for me, patient and quiet.

[multyeverything]

Roomates are not boyfriend material .2

Autor: multyeverything

TW: Uso de insultos, insinuaciones a la violencia.

Rating: 16+

Sinopsis: La ira es uno de los sentimientos que los hombres no pueden controlar. As�� como el amor cuando verdaderamente lo sientes. De esa manera estarán dispuestos a hacer lo que sea que tengan que hacer para recuperar a quien más aman. Así sea perder la dignidad o amigos en el camino.

AU: Romance / Roomates / Universidad

Emparejando: Lee Jeno X TN

Conteo: 3k palabras

Parte 1

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El golpeteo incesante en la puerta principal sobresale de entre el silencio previo. Un ritmo en aumento de fuerza hace que corra a abrir. Pienso que probablemente Linda esta afuera con las bolsas pesadas de compras o su material de arquitectura que carga día a día; con esta lluvia debe estarse empapando ahí fuera. Deshago los pestillos de seguridad y abro a toda amplitud.

- ¿Por qué tengo que pagar yo por la mierda de Jaehyun? -

Fue lo primero que dijo apenas y abrí la puerta. Delante se encontraba un muy afectado Jeno; ojos rojos e hinchados, pelo negro completamente enmarañado, nariz herida de tanto limpiarla, y sus labios con marcas de haber sido mordidos con fuerza.

No hace nada, solo solloza. Sus lágrimas se confunden con los chorros de lluvia que caen en su cabeza.

- Fui bueno, he sido el mejor de los chicos. Pensé en ti y lo que habrías querido aunque no me lo pidieras, no toqué un solo pelo de su cabeza. Te dejé ir y no te molesté porque dijiste que estaríamos bien. Pero tú... tú rompiste tu promesa TN. Han pasado semanas desde tu último mensaje. Prometiste que seríamos tu y yo un equipo, como siempre. Pero me viste la cara de tonto.-

Busco entre mil excusas que puedo decirle. Pero nada sale de mi. No hay nada en el repertorio que pueda justificar el incumplimiento de mi promesa a mi mejor amigo. Y la profundidad de su mirada no me permite pensar más allá de mis pies; tantas emociones son expresadas que abruman con cada segundo que corre el reloj.

- ¿Estás enojado? - cavo un poco más profundo mi propia tumba.

- ¿Qué? ¿Aparezco así de la nada con esta pinta y todavía lo preguntas? - sorbe su nariz por el resfriado que está cogiendo- Pues si, estoy furioso. Me hierve la sangre tan solo compartir espacio con Jaehyun. Ver su estúpida cara o como quiere pretender que nada pasa entre el y yo. Las invitaciones a salir o que vaya sin avisar a los entrenamientos. Como si fuésemos los de antes. He estado a nada de abalanzarme a él y golpearlo solo porque me sirve mi plato de comida. - miles de facciones moldean su rostro para denotar lo iracundo que esta. -Pero estoy aún más decepcionado... herido. -

Entonces no han charlado al respecto... Ni han solucionado nada al parecer...

Una decepción que no debería sentir a estas alturas me inunda. Inhabilita cualquier otro pensamiento que pudiera tener. Tras algunas semanas de contacto cero y mucha introspección, creí que cuando alguien lo mencionara o eventualmente lo viera en la universidad, sería más fácil lidiar con ello. Con suerte lo odiaría y sentiría nada más que repugnancia. Pero no, apenas y menciona su nombre me derrumbo mentalmente. Aún más sabiendo que intenta seguir con su rutina tal como si nada.

Efectivamente, tampoco supe nada de él o recibí un texto/llamada. No había profundizado el motivo del porqué. Di por sentado que había comprendido el mensaje cuando hubo la confrontación. Pero con lo que acabo de escuchar, pareciera que ni siquiera le tomó importancia. O no la que yo habría deseado.

- Sé que yo te hice lo mismo alguna vez. Y tal vez me merezca esto por mandar nuestra amistad al olvido por un tiempo. Pero... - empieza a llorar con mayor intensidad. Sin pensármelo dos veces, lo tomo de la mano y meto a la casa. Con evidente confusión, Jeno lo toma como una invitación a un abrazo. Por lo que se abalanza a mi mucho menor figura a estrujarme. - Pero yo te amo TN, te lo dije en serio. No puedo vivir una vida sin tu presencia... sin tu risa, tu olor, tus ojos, tu sonrisa, todo de ti. Es un maldito infierno no poder buscarte y aun más ni verte. No creas que no me he dado cuenta que no has ido a clases tampoco. Parece que huyes de mi por igual, ¿Qué he hecho? Te rogué que te quedaras conmigo. -

- No has hecho nada malo. No te confundas, es que ha sido un periodo de cambio para mi, cariño. - reacciona como si de un shock de electricidad se tratara, intenso y sin espera. Las ventanas de su alma, sus ojos, se iluminan en añoranza. Añoranza a la costumbre de nunca llamarlo por su nombre sino por apodos tiernos.

- Soy demasiado egoísta TN. Demasiado para dejarte ir y sanar. Porque temo que puedas enterrarme a mi junto a su recuerdo. Que para dejarlo atrás, tengas que dejarme a mi y nuestra historia. No tolero más. Te necesito, soy un dependiente de ti. Soy egoísta porque no quiero que hagas tu vida sin mi, así como yo no puedo hacerla sin ti. Quiero que me necesites tanto como yo a todo tu ser. -

- No digas eso, jamás te dejaría atrás... -

- ¡Pero es que lo estabas haciendo! - responde en un rugido

Por fin que ha soltado su agarre despiadado, logro separarnos. Tomo de sus manos para que no sienta la severidad de mi alejamiento.

- Perdóname. De corazón. Efectivamente no cumplí a mi promesa. Independiente a que te hayas alejado cuando estabas en tu relación, eso es punto y aparte. No pienses que es algún tipo de retribución. Tu no eras ni eres culpable de nada relacionado con Jaehyun, y por eso quiero disculparme por desquitarme de alguna forma contigo. No es excusa, pero necesitaba llevarlo sola. Tu revelación fue una sorpresa para mí, y estaba abrumada. Lo sigo un poco pero también te he extrañado como loca. -

Y cada palabra que salía de mi boca era verdad. En las noches de insomnio y sobrepensar, no podía evitar recordar los días que vivimos juntos. Los pequeños detalles que tomas por cotidianos pero demuestran cariño. Tener la opción de compañía siempre. Poder tocar su puerta en total confianza cuando sintiera soledad o aburrimiento. Tener un plan fijo entre semana o un amigo que finja ser cliente en el trabajo para no pasarme sola los turnos.

'Buenos días, preparé el desayuno pero no calculé las cantidades correctas, ¿Quieres un poco?'

Era una mentira, conocía la receta de huevos y papas a la perfección, desde que era un pequeño tenía que valerse por si mismo si quería comer. Ambos sabíamos que ha hecho la cantidad ideal para los dos, incluso un poquito extra si quedaba un hueco en el estómago.

'Buenos días, con mucho gusto NoNo, dame cinco minutos para salir de la cama'

'¿Te desperté?'

'Algo así, te veo fuera'

Tendría ese tipo de detalles todo el tiempo conmigo. Hacer actos de servicio, detalles o regalos solo porque se cruzaron en su camino o por casualidad. Aunque no fueran así nunca, diría que lo son debido a su timidez.

Al tomar asiento, podría ver una pequeña cantidad extra de comida todavía en la barra. Correría de su lugar para ayudarme a sentar y recorrer la silla a su lugar para mi comodidad. Su estado físico o actualizaciones en sus deportes favoritos serían el tema de plática, pero no me molestaba, tomé cierto gusto por cómo va el Tottenham en la liga inglesa o si su entrenador le ha colocado parches térmicos porque son mejores. También era lo menos que podía hacer si me alimentaba de su bolsillo por lo menos 3 días a la semana.

Si, lo extraño. Pero extraño más aún como me hace sentir y lo feliz que es con solo el hecho de complacerme. ¿Egoísta? Claro que no, Jeno es la persona menos egoísta en todo esto.

- Quiero estar para ti, ayudarte. No me importa ser el clavo que saca a otro. -

- ¡Cállate! No digas eso, no lo repitas jamás. -

- Por ti lo sería. -

- Jeno tu jamás serias un clavo, eres la persona la unica persona que podria comprender realmente lo que pasó en ese departamento. Me llena de vergüenza pensar todo lo que te hice vivir con nosotros dos y nuestra aventura. - me arden las mejillas y orejas en señal de deshonra - Jamás tuve la consideración de pensar en como eso te haría sentir. -

- Eran paredes algo delgadas. No te lo negaré. Pero yo sabía que el no te hacía tan genuinamente feliz como yo, sobrellevé todo eso porque sabía que podría hacerte sonreír de maneras que él no. Nunca perdí la esperanza de que lo vieras. -

- Si podía notarlo... -

- No, que había quedado estúpida y perdidamente enamorado de ti. Nunca tuve el valor de decirlo, y me culpo por eso. De haber tenido el valor de expresarte mis sentimientos, estoy segura que jamás habrías visto a Jae más que como un amigo. Él se adelantó, y de cierta forma, es también mi culpa que hayas pasado por esos meses de mierda. -

- Ninguno podría haber visto eso venir. Ni el cómo se comportaría. Fui yo la estúpida idiota imbecil sin dignidad... -

- Shhh no, no digas nada de esas mentiras. Le entregaste un cariño que no se merecía porque tu pulcro corazón esperaba un cambio. Créeme que comprendo eso, yo más que nadie. - la melancolía es evidente hasta en su tono al hablar, esos ojitos brillantes se apagan al terminar de hablar. Son como una daga directo al corazón, duele más cada segundo que observo su rostro. - Pero ya no estoy dispuesto a rendirme, a dejarme llevar por las reglas de este jueguito de hermandad entre hombres. Él fue una basura contigo, mereces un verdadero hombre. Uno que te ame, perdone, ayude a salir adelante, no te esconda, que te respete y te haga sentir como una verdadera mujer en cada sentido de la palabra. -

El calor corporal aumenta tras terminar de hablar. Luce con una seguridad que jamás había visto. Sólo pequeños atisbos de ese carácter fuerte y dominante que se ven únicamente en sus partidos. Decisión inquebrantable. Roba mi respiración ese inesperado cambio de corderito en preocupación a un hombre sin miedo y listo para luchar a puño y garra por lo que desea. Puedo ver un matiz perfecto y hermoso de una personalidad tan versátil. Un hombre sin limitaciones o miedos a mostrar sus matices.

- No voy a irme sin ti, así tenga que quedarme hasta la madrugada para convencerte. No está en mis convicciones el seder. Así que si fallaste a tu promesa es el momento de que las cumplas, comprendo que necesitabas tiempo, pero no permitiré que te hundas en tu tristeza. Eres mucho mejor que eso y lo sé... o te convertirás en una mentirosa, ¿Acaso lo eres? -

Con cada palabra me confronta y pone la espalda contra la pared. No deja espacio a pensamientos de otro tipo más que confrontación con la realidad. Estoy contra las cuerdas ahora mismo.

- No lo soy. -

- Bien, ¿Y estas dispuesta a seguir hundida por una basura como el? -

- No... - titubeo al responder, lo irrita

- ¿Seguirás llorando por un tipejo que entregó anillo de promesa a Mercedes a los pocos días de tu partida? -

Algo se rompe en mi interior tras terminar. Caigo de esa frágil cubierta de cristal donde me encontraba,la cubierta de la autocompasión, y caigo brutalmente contra el fondo. Lo último a lo que tenemos que llegar antes de sentar cabeza, un golpe tan doloroso que pierdo el aire como si de un golpe físico se tratara.

El gran hijo de puta quería que siguiera siendo su amante... su puta a domicilio..

- No seguiré hundi��ndome. Tienes razón, he sido una gran estúpida. Pero bajo ninguna circunstancia en esta tierra volveré al mismo lugar, prefiero vivir en la basura o debajo de un puente antes que ahí. -

- Me encargué de ese hijo de puta. Le dije que se fuera el y su prometida al infierno, si tanto la amaba, podría largarse de una vez a vivir con ella. -

- ¿Se fue? - contento espero que el atisbo de tristeza pase sin ser visto

- Lo vi largarse con sus cosas antes de venir. -

- ok, me iré contigo. Pero necesito un poco de ayuda con mis maletas. Siguen en mi cuarto de allá, están casi intactas, no las toqué casi en lo absoluto, pero son muy pesadas para mi ahora que... - cayo

- No te preocupes, también te regresaré a tu peso y belleza usual. Me encargaré de ti de ahora en adelante en todo aspecto. Lo juro. -

Nos perdemos en las miradas por instantes. Noto su deseo y contención por besarme. Una lucha real contra sus impulsos que no oculta. Instantes que son eternidades. Pero no hace nada, es demasiado caballero para besarme si lograba ver mi duda ante un beso de cualquier tipo.

- Espera en lo que guardo y traigo todo. Llama un transporte mientras tanto. Por fin regresarás a tu casa. -

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[winwintea]

me working on mlvtw and belladonna

my brain at 1 am: well how about a short jeno christmas smau

[106alibi]

good graces ; lee jeno

pairing: boxer!jeno x magazine-editor!reader

synopsis: y/n knows she's petty. so when she found out her (secret) celebrity boyfriend of a year had been cheating on her, through a news article to make things worse, she decided to cook up an action plan to get back at him, and what better way to take revenge than to get together with his all-time favourite athlete?

or, in which y/n involves an unsuspecting lee jeno into her little revenge scheme on her now ex-boyfriend.

ib: good graces, sabrina carpenter

featuring: haewon of nmixx, kazuha of lesserafim, ningning of aespa, 00z of nct dream, (side chars.) natty of kiss of life, jake of enhypen

genre: humour, fluff, angst (maybe)

disclaimers: fem pronouns for y/n, will give disclaimers for individual chapters if I see fit!, mentions of cheating, profanities, kms/kys jokes, inappropriate themes and jokes

notes: need to preface and say I love jake i love jake i love jake i love natty i love natty i love natty

playlist: good graces (sabrina carpenter) | taste (sabrina carpenter) | thank u, next (ariana grande) | mantra (jennie) | dopamine (giselle) | get him back (olivia rodrigo)

status: ongoing (061124)

updates: every wednesday

taglist: open~ drop a reply or ask to be added!

a/n: letting this marinate before i start it from mid to end november! i have high hopes for this one and i hope you give jeno lots of love because there is a serious jeno smau drought on this app 💔💔 if you want me to tag you when the profiles/prologue drops just send a reply or an ask too! love you all 💜💜

profiles 24/7 on the bowl | protected by jeno squad

chapters

chapter 00. prologue

chapter 01. LIKE P IN THE V??

chapter 02. umm uhh O.K!

chapter 03. clout chaser

chapter 04. rookie mistake

chapter 05. I think she's flirting (written)

chapter 06. a girl can't smile in 2024 without flirting?

chapter 07. Awkward!

chapter 08. soft launch

chapter 09. bad luck (written)

chapter 10. atrociously negative rizz

chapter 11. nonchalant kween

chapter 12. taemin sunbaenim

chapter 13. sweet talk

chapter 14. cucumber shreds

chapter 15. pretty

chapter 16. just a friend

chapter 17. use me

chapter 18. guilty?

chapter 19. not before I do

[jirsungs]

NO IDEA ☆ l.dh

pairing: loser!donghyuck x fem!reader

no idea synopsis: a story where both you and lee donghyuck seem to get what you want. he's the perfect pawn in making your ex-boyfriend jealous and the smarty pants tutor helping you pass your math class. donghyuck has it easy too, he's finally able to seek out and experience the world of dating through you, his long-devoted crush and surprisingly enthusiastic tutoring student. but then again, when meaningless tutoring sessions soon evolve into reciprocated feelings, is it really that easy?

genre: college au, nonidol au, fake dating au, social media au (includes written chapters), classmates to friends to lovers, he's a nerd & she's a popular cheerleader (you see where this is going), he fell first but she fell harder trope, kinda based off to all the boys i've loved before, fluff, crack/humor, angst, one-sided pining that turns into mutual pining

warnings: explicit language, unrealistic college partying, talks about family issues (this does NOT reflect any of the idol's families!), yuqi has an ex gf, some alcohol consumption, kys and sexual humor, bullying, hyuck and his buds are mistreated ☹️, hyunjin is a bad bf!!!, cheesy af, unrequited love, bad insults that sound like they're from the 2000s, HELLA miscommunication

no idea playlist: btr's no idea, taylor swift's you belong with me, the vamps + demi lovato's somebody to you, james arthur's can i be him, ariana grande's daydreamin, fitz & the tantrums' out of my league, shawn mendes' treat you better, bruno mars' just the way you are, lonely god's marlboro nights, the 1975's i'm in love with you, sam smith's like i can, arctic monkeys' wanna be yours

author's note: FIRST HYUCK SMAUU! how we feeling 😏 i needed to get this idea out of my system! plus, i love this type of trope, and haechan just fits the nerdy role 😭 I HAD TO! but happy reading :D <3

comment if you wish to be tagged for the story's updates!

profiles: "ncu freaks" + jeno 🤔 | gal pals & two men

intro. #manifestationiskey 🩷

ep 1. but a FAILING?

ep 2. i guess i'm her tutor

ep 3. WHY IS HE ATTRACTIVE

ep 4. COUGH y/n bag him COUGH

ep 5. i know i can treat youuu bettterr

ep 6. YNHYUCK PLOT IS FINALLY SAILING!

ep 7. bro texts with his 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓪𝓵𝓹𝓱𝓪 mode on 🐺👅

ep 8. bro fumbled HARD 🤦‍♂️

ep 9. LET THE BOY LIVE!! HES IN LOVE!!

ep 10. THE HARD LAUNCH GOES CRAZY

ep 11. lemme guess, fake boyfriend responsibilities? (written)

ep 12. jeno got me up... plotting

ep 13. AMAZING fake boyfriend

ep 14. meeting the ncu freaks? (written)

ep 15.

ep 16.

ep 17.

ep 18.

more to come. . .!

started: 09/06/24 finished:

© JIRSUNGS. ANY TRANSLATIONS/REPOSTS/PUBLISHES OF MY WORKS ON ANY PLATFORM ARE STRICTLY PROHIBITED! ALL COMMENTS, REBLOGS, LIKES, & FEEDBACK ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE YOU, MWA! <3

[mrkified]

to all the boys i’ve loved before ୨ৎ

when a box of y/n’s secret love letters accidentally gets sent out, their world turns upside down as seven different boys from their past suddenly confront them about their hidden feelings. each boy has a different reaction—some amused, some shocked, and some realizing they might just feel the same way. as y/n navigates the chaos of their exposed crushes, they find themselves at the center of an unexpected love story, one where they have to choose between the people they once loved—and the ones they might just love now.

pairing: ot7!dream x reader

genre: romance, short series

status: coming soon!

taglist: currently open :3

a/n: hi guys! proud to announce i am collabing with eli :3 @blondemrk I LOVE LOVE LOVE eli so i'm so happy to bring this collab to you guys (although i am late to posting i'm just a girl) this will be a short series that will hopefully be out soon! <3

prologue

introductions

main chapter

choose your ending! (individual banners coming soon)

mark

renjun

jeno

haechan

jaemin

chenle

jisung

ᰋ ── © mrkified & blondemrk 2025 

[021894s]

Twisted Ties - psh smau

PLEASE DO NOT SPAM LIKE CHAPTERS

PAIRING: brothers bsf!sunghoon x f!reader

GENRE: childhood friends to loves, forbidden love, fake dating

SUMMARY: In the midst of her chaotic college life, Y/N is blindsided by an invitation to her ex's wedding. With no date in sight and the event looming, her brother throws a lifeline by suggesting she bring his best friend. the mix of nostalgia and free-flowing champagne leads to an unexpected night of passion. Now, Y/N must navigate through a storm of emotions and the potential drama within her tight-knit circle, all while juggling her academic responsibilities. Will this one night stand alter their friendship forever, or could it be the beginning of something new?

WARNINGS: smut, angst, fluff, language

FEATURING: enhypen hyung + makenae line, fromis9 saerom, nct jeno, occasionally other idols

STARTED: april 26 2024

STATUS: completed

join taglist (CLOSED)

- profiles: scholars ksana

- 01 life of the party

- 02 the invite [1.5k w]

- 03 just don’t fuck him

- 04 rules and regulations

- 05 night out

- 06 shopping spree

- 07 stress reliever

- 08 exam day

- 09 japan

- 10 the wedding [4.9k w]

- 11 I fucked up. [1.6k w]

- 12 liquid courage

- 13 jealousy

- 14 unbothered, always

- 15 unexpected guest

- 16 petty [1.3k w]

- 17 longing [3.5k w]

- 18 I wish it was easier…

- 19 pretty

- 20 complicated [0.7k w]

- 21 my girl

- 22 idiot

- 23 back to school

- 24 who are you? [1.7k w]

- 25 they’re onto us

- 26 girlfriend era

- 27 revelation

- 28 betrayal, hurt, reconciliation

a/n: AHHH i’m so excited to introduce my first full length smau!! i really hope you guys enjoy it, it’s been stuck in the back of my head for a while now. more updates to come!!

taglist: @cornenhapovs @myjaeyuns @magssu @leeknowsgfsblog @luminouskalopsia @jentlecoeur @heeslut4life @variety-is-the-joy-of-life @jaeyungxrl @rapmonie2047 @anormieee @nishislcve @leesura @en-happiness @kimsunoops @heelariously @rikiwaify-blog

[ye4gerz]

my game, your rules. — ldh part one

‧˚⭒ pairing: lee donghyuck x afab reader 18+MDNI ‧˚⭒ genre: brothers best friend au! fake dating! friends to lovers! humor! fluff! angst! smut![later chap] adult life au! jenos sister! flirty hc! ‧˚⭒ word count: 6.2k+ ‧˚⭒ summary: you’re fed up with your family constantly telling you how to live your life, but what would they think if you showed up with your brother’s best friend as your new boyfriend? even worse—what happens when you realize you’re actually falling for him?

‧˚⭒ authors note: thank you to everyone who has been patient with me about this first chapter! i get very picky when i start a series so i want this to be good lmao. the following chapters will have more scenes of haechan & reader alone + spicy scenes. enjoy!

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“You need to start dating,” Jeno declared, leaning casually against the kitchen counter, his arms crossed in that infuriatingly self-assured way. His tone was light, but the furrow in his brow betrayed the weight behind his words. It was the look he reserved for when he was teetering between overprotective brother and responsible older sibling, a role he took far too seriously.

“You know, focus on your future. Relationships are part of growing up,” he continued, his voice a mix of concern and exasperation. “You’re always so… wrapped up in your career goals, like it’s the only thing that matters.”

You didn’t bother to look up from your water, slowly stirring the cup in circles just to give your hands something to do. It was easier to focus on the swirling liquid than on the predictable lecture coming from across the kitchen.

“Because it is the only thing that matters,” you muttered, finally glancing up at him.

Jeno shook his head, letting out a sigh that sounded like he’d been holding it in for days. “See, that’s the problem. You don’t even let yourself breathe. You’re like this… robot. You study, you work, you plan, but you never actually live.”

You rolled your eyes, leaning back against the counter with a scoff. “I’m living just fine, thanks. I don’t need a boyfriend to validate that.”

“Yeah, but fine isn’t great,” he countered, his voice tinged with frustration. “Don’t you want more than just… surviving? More than being a robot. Have some fun for once. Mom and Dad are already asking questions about your future, and honestly, I don’t know what to tell them anymore.”

There it was—the guilt card. You clenched your jaw, your grip tightening on the cup. You hated when he brought them into it.

“Tell them I’m happy focusing on my career,” you said flatly.

Jeno’s lips twitched in irritation. “You always say that like it’s the answer to everything, but you’re a full grown adult now. When are you going to start thinking about what comes after that? It’s not just about work. It’s about connecting with people, about building a life beyond just deadlines.”

You let out a bitter laugh. “Easy for you to say, ‘Mr. Social Butterfly’. Not all of us have an endless pool of friends and a girlfriend who adores us.”

Jeno’s expression softened, but the determination in his eyes didn’t waver. “It’s not about comparing. It’s about balance, and you don’t have it.”

Silence hung heavy in the room as you stared at him, your mind racing. It wasn’t like you hadn’t thought about it before—how different you were from Jeno, how you buried yourself in work and ambitions while he seemed to glide effortlessly through life with equal parts charm and ease; but that was the thing: dating, love, relationships… they felt like unnecessary complications. You couldn’t afford complications right now.

“I don’t want to date, Jeno,” you said finally, your voice quieter but no less firm. “I’m doing fine without distractions.”

Jeno watched you for a moment, his frustration giving way to something softer. A mixture of disappointment and worry settled in his eyes, but he didn’t press further. Instead, he just shook his head again, pushing off the counter and heading for the living room.

“I just don’t want you to look back one day and realize you missed out. Everyone is growing up and moving on with their lives. Don’t you want to do the same?” he said over his shoulder.

You bit the inside of your cheek, staring into your glass cup like it held the answer to everything, but all it reflected back was the swirl of water and your own reflection as you see in your face is uncertainty.

“You know, I just don’t get you sometimes,” Jeno muttered as he sat on the couch. “You work harder than anyone I know, but it’s like you never let yourself actually live your life.”

You didn’t respond. Instead, you stared into space, your earlier irritation now mingling with something heavier—jealousy.

Your brother had always been the golden child: graduating with honors, landing a stable job right after college, and maintaining a healthy, long-term relationship with his perfect girlfriend. Even now, as you both shared an apartment, Jeno somehow made time to work out, hang out with friends, and take his girlfriend on weekly dates. He was everything your parents wanted in a child, the one they bragged about during family gatherings.

And you? You’d barely made it through college. Your GPA was nothing to write home about, and the only reason you’d graduated on time was because Karina practically dragged you across the finish line. Now, you were working as a paid intern at a company you desperately wanted to stay at full-time, but no matter how many late nights you pulled, how many extra tasks you volunteered for, it felt like you were running in place.

It was exhausting, and you were tired of hearing the same thing from your family: “Look at Jeno, he’s figured it out. Why can’t you?”

“I just don’t want to waste time,” you finally said, breaking the silence.

Jeno reappeared in the doorway, now pulling a jacket over his shoulders. “What are you wasting time on?”

You hesitated, shrugging. “Anything that doesn’t help me get ahead. That’s why I don’t care about dating. It’s just… another thing to manage.”

Jeno sighed, shaking his head, but he didn’t argue this time. “Well, Karina’s got her work cut out for her keeping you sane.”

“She’s not my therapist,” you shot back, though your tone lacked bite.

“Could’ve fooled me,” he teased, grabbing his keys. “Speaking of which, we’re supposed to meet everyone at the arcade in twenty minutes. You ready?”

You glanced down at your oversized hoodie and sweatpants. “Obviously not.”

“Get changed, then. Make it quick—Mark’s always late anyway, but Haechan will make fun of you if we’re late too.”

You huffed, dragging yourself to your room to throw on something presentable. After rummaging through your closet, you found something decently acceptable and slipped it on. Jeno was right—that was something you already knew—but it wasn’t what you wanted. Why did you have to follow Jeno’s formula for life when you wanted to create your own? Just to please your parents?

You put your hair up in a clip and sighed, watching your reflection in the mirror. The smile you’d worn before this conversation had clearly faded. All you could do was your best and hope it would be enough—but for now, skee-ball sounded better.

The flashing lights and hum of arcade machines filled the air as you and Jeno stepped inside. It was lively and chaotic, with the clinking of coins, bursts of laughter, and the occasional celebratory shout from someone winning a game. You stuffed your hands into your jacket pockets, already bracing yourself for the energy of Jeno’s friend group and looking around for Karina.

Sure enough, you spotted the guys near the basketball shooting game. Chenle was locked in a heated competition with Mark, who was flailing dramatically every time he missed a shot. Haechan, of course, was standing nearby, cheering and making exaggerated comments to throw them off their game.

“You’re late!” Chenle called out, pausing mid-shot to wave as you and Jeno approached.

“And you’re losing,” Haechan teased, pointing at Chenle’s score with a smug grin.

Chenle glared at him but turned his attention back to you, his smile warming. “Hey! Looks like you finally decided to join us?”

“Not like I had a choice,” you replied dryly, nudging Jeno with your elbow.

“Aw, come on,” Mark chimed in, abandoning the game as Chenle claimed victory. “We’re way more fun than whatever you’d be doing at home.”

You shrugged. “Debatable.”

“Debatable?” Haechan repeated, his eyebrows shooting up. “You’re in the presence of greatness. We’ve got Chenle, the reigning basketball champ, Mark, the king of being–uh Mark, and me—your personal highlight of the night.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips. “Personal highlight? You mean my personal headache.”

Haechan placed a hand over his heart, feigning offense. “Your words wound me.”

Before the banter could continue, a familiar voice called out from behind you.

“There you are!” Karina waved excitedly as she emerged from the crowd, a handful of tokens jingling in her hand.

“Karina!” Relief flooded you as you met her halfway, grateful for the excuse to escape the chaos of Jeno’s friends for a moment.

“Sorry, boys, but she’s all mine now! We’ll be back when you finally decide to exchange your tickets into plushies for both of us,” Karina says with a grin as she takes your hand.

The guys groaned, all except Haechan, who smiled and looked directly at you. “Sounds like a challenge, but whatever you say.”

Even though you didn’t say anything, it almost felt like he made that promise just for you. Before you could respond, however, Karina had already dragged you to the other side of the arcade.

“You know,” she began as the two of you wandered toward a quieter corner of the place, “it’s kind of adorable how Haechan never stops teasing you.”

You groaned, rolling your eyes. “Adorable is not the word I’d use. Annoying, maybe.”

Karina raised an eyebrow, a sly smile spreading across her face. “Come on, admit it. He’s kind of cute when he does it.”

“He’s not cute,” you replied quickly, but the way your lips twitched betrayed the truth.

Karina caught it immediately, letting out a dramatic gasp. “Oh my god, you’re smiling! You like it, don’t you?”

“No,” you insisted, though the small grin lingered despite your best efforts. “I just think it’s funny how full of himself he is. That’s all.”

Karina hummed, unconvinced, but thankfully didn’t press further. Instead, she dragged you toward the skee-ball machines, determined to beat your score from your last arcade outing.

After playing a few rounds of skee-ball with Karina, you found yourself back with Jeno’s group. The familiar chaos resumed as Mark and Chenle challenged each other to yet another round of basketball, their shouts and laughter echoing through the arcade. Jeno, meanwhile, had stationed himself at the claw machine, laser-focused on grabbing a plush toy for his girlfriend.

You stood off to the side, sipping on a soda, when Haechan appeared beside you.

“Not joining in?” he asked, leaning casually against the railing.

“Not really my thing,” you admitted, gesturing to the flashing chaos around you.

“Let me guess,” he said, tilting his head with a teasing grin. “You’d rather be home working, right?”

“Maybe,” you replied, narrowing your eyes at him.

Haechan shook his head, laughing softly. “You’re too predictable, ya know.”

“Excuse me?” you shot back, crossing your arms.

“I’m just saying,” he continued, his tone softer now. “You don’t always have to be locked up in your room. It’s okay to let loose every now and then.”

His gaze lingered on you a little longer than necessary, and you suddenly felt the urge to look away. There was something unnerving about how easily he could read you, something that made you feel exposed in a way you weren’t used to.

“There’s something else bothering you—I can tell. You know you can’t hide these things from me. What’s wrong?” he asked, his tone full of concern.

You didn’t know how he managed to do that so effortlessly: reading you without you having to say a word. The friendship between you two was something Jeno wasn’t really aware of. As far as your brother knew, you and Haechan were just acquaintances, but since Jeno never really tried to pay attention to your personal life, he had no idea about the real bond you shared with his best friend.

You sighed. “Jeno had a stupid talk with me about my future and our parents. Apparently, they want me to find someone to settle down with and eventually move out.”

You shrugged, your frustration evident. “It’s stupid stuff. Jeno probably just wants me to move out so he can live with his girlfriend. I don’t understand how he can live such a perfect life, but when I’m in the middle of trying to build my own, my family would rather I focus on finding a relationship instead.”

Haechan nodded, listening intently, his expression encouraging you to continue venting. “Well,” he said carefully, “what do you think you can do to calm them down a bit? I mean, I know this isn’t the first time this conversation has come up. Jen’s just worried you’ll end up alone, and as annoying as he can be, he’s only trying to protect you. You also can’t hold him back forever.”

“But that’s the thing!” you exclaimed, throwing up your hands. “I never asked for anyone to look out for me! I can handle it myself—it’ll just take time,” you huffed, frustration bubbling up inside you.

“If only I had a boyfriend so they’d lay off and let me keep doing my own thing,” you muttered, frowning.

And just like that, something shifted in Haechan’s expression. A flicker of light flashed in his eyes, his smirk softening into something more serious.

“What if we dated?” he asked.

Your jaw dropped as Haechan’s words hung in the air. For a moment, you wondered if you’d misheard him.

“W-What?” you finally managed to say, blinking at him like he’d just suggested the most absurd thing in the world.

He shrugged, his usual smirk creeping back onto his face, though his eyes held a glimmer of something softer. “I’m serious. What if we fake dated? It would solve your problem with Jeno and your parents, and you wouldn’t have to worry about them nagging you anymore.”

You stared at him, trying to make sense of his offer, trying to find the joke. “But… why? What would you even get out of it?”

Haechan leaned against the arcade railing, crossing his arms as if he had already anticipated the question. “Think about it,” he said smoothly. “If we fake date, I’ll finally have an excuse to stop all these random girls from hitting on me. They’re relentless, you know,” he added with a dramatic sigh. “Plus, it’ll be fun messing with Jeno. Watching him freak out over us? Priceless.”

You frowned, searching his face for any sign that he was joking, but he seemed completely serious—or at least as serious as Haechan could be.

He must have noticed your hesitation because he straightened up, softening his tone. “Look, you don’t have to decide right now. Think about it and text me when you’ve made up your mind. No pressure.”

Before you could respond, a familiar voice broke through the moment.

“Hey guys!” Karina called, waving excitedly as she approached with the rest of the group. “Come on, we’re heading to the ticket counter! Time to claim our winnings!”

Mark and Chenle followed behind her, grinning as they displayed their handfuls of tickets like trophies. Jeno trailed behind, already scanning the prize wall with a competitive gleam in his eye.

Haechan gave you one last look, his usual playful smirk firmly back in place, before Karina grabbed your arm and dragged you toward the prize counter.

“Come on!” she said, practically bouncing with excitement. “You and I are picking out matching plushies, and I won’t take no for an answer.”

You let yourself get pulled into the chaos, trying to shake off the conversation you’d just had with Haechan. Even as you laughed at Mark’s dramatic attempts to win more tickets and listened to Karina gush over the prizes, your mind kept circling back to Haechan’s offer.

Fake dating him? Pretending to be in a relationship with Jeno’s best friend? It was ridiculous. It would never work… would it?

Out of the corner of your eye, you caught Haechan glancing at you as he helped Chenle argue with the clerk over how many tickets they actually needed for a giant stuffed bear. His expression was unreadable, but there was something about the way he looked at you that made your stomach flutter in a way you didn’t want to acknowledge.

As Karina handed you a small plush cat she’d picked out for you, you forced yourself to focus on the present. You’d think about Haechan’s offer later—when your heart wasn’t racing from his lingering gaze.

As you were getting ready to leave the arcade, you made your way around to say goodbye to everyone, saving Karina for last. She pulled you into a tight hug, her usual warmth and energy radiating.

“Chenle’s dropping me off, so no worries!” Karina reassured, squeezing your shoulder. “Goodnight, girl. I’ll text you when I’m home, okay? Love you!” With a bright smile, she walked alongside Chenle towards his car, chatting animatedly as they disappeared into the parking lot.

Jeno was already waiting in the car, the faint hum of the engine indicating he was warming it up while you finished your goodbyes. You made your way toward the passenger side, but just as you reached for the handle, someone called your name.

“Wait up!”

You turned, brows furrowed in confusion, only to see Haechan jogging up to you, his grin unmistakable even under the glow of the arcade lights.

“Before you go, I wanted to give you this,” he said, holding up a small keychain. It was a brown bear with a slightly open mouth, its expression as adorable as it was silly.

Your eyes widened in surprise. “Haechan… what is this?”

“It’s the only thing I could get with my tickets,” he said with a smirk. “I told you I’d take the challenge.”

You blinked at him, your face flushing as you took the keychain from his outstretched hand. The little bear felt warm in your palm, its tiny eyes staring up at you.

“I think we should name him Gomdo,” he added, his voice light but his gaze lingering on you.

Your jaw dropped slightly, caught off guard by his thoughtfulness. “Thank you, Haechan. You didn’t have to do this.”

He shrugged, his smile softening. “Maybe I wanted to.” Then, leaning in close, he brought his lips to your ear, his voice dropping to a low murmur. “Remember what we talked about. I’ll be ready to hear your answer.”

Before you could respond, he leaned back, flashing you one last smile before turning and walking away towards Mark's car, his hands casually stuffed into his pockets. You stared after him for a moment, your heart beating faster than you’d like to admit.

Feeling flustered, you tucked the little bear into your purse, its presence somehow both comforting and unnerving as you climbed into the car.

Jeno glanced at you curiously as you settled into the seat. “What was that about?”

You forced a casual chuckle, waving it off. “Oh, he just wanted to brag about how he spent his tickets.”

Jeno seemed to accept your explanation with a shrug, turning his attention back to the road as he shifted the car into gear. Meanwhile, you sat quietly, your hand brushing against your purse where Gomdo was tucked away.

Haechan’s words replayed in your mind, his grin lingering longer than you wanted it to.

You spent the entire night tossing and turning in your bed, unable to shut your mind off. Every time you closed your eyes, Haechan’s offer replayed in your head, his voice lingering in the quiet of your room. Since your shower, you’d been fixated on making a mental list of pros and cons, but the more you thought about it, the more tangled your thoughts became.

When the clock struck midnight and you were still wide awake, you reached for your phone, anxiety thrumming in your chest. Your thumb hovered over the screen as doubt clawed at you.

Would this really be the right choice? Would it even be worth it in the end?

You rationalized the situation for the hundredth time. By the time you eventually moved up in your career, you could always fake a breakup with Haechan. It could serve as a final point to your family—that you didn’t need a relationship or the promise of a family of your own to find happiness.

The thought of proving them wrong—of showing them that your career and personal goals mattered more than societal expectations—burned away your worries, leaving only determination.

Without realizing it, your fingers started moving on their own, tapping out a message on the screen. Haechan’s name sat at the top of the chat, glowing faintly in the dim light of your phone.

You: I’m in. We can start later today.

For a moment, silence stretched around you, broken only by the faint hum of your phone vibrating against your comforter a few minutes later.

HC: I knew you’d come around, babe. We’ll talk more details in the morning. Sleep well, my girlfriend ;)

You stared at the message, your lips twitching into a reluctant smile despite yourself. Leave it to Haechan to throw in a wink and a nickname like it was second nature.

Sliding your phone onto your nightstand, you sank back into your pillows, a strange mix of nerves and excitement settling over you. It wasn’t real—none of it would be real—but with Haechan officially as your unofficial boyfriend, it felt like you were stepping into something bigger than either of you realized.

And for the first time that night, your eyes grew heavy, the weight of the decision no longer keeping you awake.

“You’re what?!” Jeno’s voice shot up, laced with disbelief as he stared at the two of you in shock.

“I’m sorry, Jen,” you said, your voice wavering as you tried to sound as convincing as possible. “I really wanted to tell you earlier, but I needed to talk it over with Hyuck first.” You glanced at Haechan, hoping that using a part of his birth name might soften Jeno’s skepticism.

Haechan met your gaze with a confident smile before turning back to Jeno. Without missing a beat, he intertwined his fingers with yours, holding your hand firmly. “It’s real, bro. I’m sorry we didn’t say anything sooner, but we wanted to be sure before telling you. I’ve never felt a connection like this with anyone else.”

His tone was steady and sincere as he continued. “She’s beautiful, but it’s not just that. She grounds me, man. She makes me smile, even when everything feels like it’s falling apart. She’s worth everything and more.”

For a moment, you were stunned. The way he spoke—his words, his expression—was so genuine that it made your heart skip a beat. For a split second, you almost believed him.

Jeno, however, wasn’t buying it just yet. “This is so weird,” he muttered, rubbing his temples as he took in the sight of you and Haechan holding hands. “I told you to get a boyfriend, but Haechan? Seriously? Out of all people?”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?” Haechan’s posture straightened, his mock offense laced with just enough humor to lighten the tension.

Jeno sighed, running a hand through his hair. “No offense, dude, but you’re the last person I’d want dating my sister. I mean, look at you two—standing there, holding hands, looking all… infatuated. It’s just—it doesn’t make sense to me.” He flopped onto the couch, his face contorted in bewilderment.

Haechan tightened his grip on your hand, his voice unwavering as he said, “Well, nothing’s going to change how I feel about her. I might be your best friend, but I promise you—I’m going to be the best, and only, boyfriend your sister will ever need.”

You took a deep breath, stepping in to support Haechan’s story. “And it’s not like we’re rushing into this, Jeno. We’ve already been on dates! Remember a few weeks ago when I left work early and told you I had a headache? That was actually because I was so nervous about a date with Hyuck that I needed extra time to get ready. Oh! And the night at the arcade! He wasn’t bragging about his tickets–he actually got me a teddy bear!”

Jeno groaned, rubbing his face with his hands. “It’s still… weird. But hey, if you’re treating her right, and if you’re both happy—who am I to judge?” He looked between the two of you, his expression still full of disbelief but softening slightly. “I guess I’ll let Mom and Dad know unless you want to do it yourselves. I just need a minute to process this…”

He stood up, shaking his head as he started to leave the room. Before walking out, he threw a glance at you and Haechan, his brows furrowing.

“You can tell them if you want,” you said, trying to sound casual. “Just make sure you tell them the most important part—we’re happy together.”

You turned to Haechan, offering him a small smile that he returned easily. For all the absurdity of this fake relationship, in that moment, it almost felt real.

Jeno shot you and Haechan one last skeptical look before heading to his room to call your parents with the news. The sound of his door locking was like a signal, and the moment it clicked, you yanked your hand out of Haechan’s grip, wiping your palm aggressively on his sleeve.

“What was that for?” he asked, feigning offense as he inspected his now slightly wrinkled sleeve.

“You have sweaty palms! At least give me a heads-up if you’re going to go completely off script!” you hissed, your voice low but sharp. “What even was all that? We practiced everything for nothing!”

Haechan leaned back, his expression unbothered. “Hey, it worked, didn’t it? He totally bought it. You’re lucky we didn’t have to pull out the photos too!”

You narrowed your eyes, his smugness only fueling your irritation. The “photos” he was referring to were ones he insisted you take during your so-called “official unofficial dates” to sell the story. At the time, you’d rolled your eyes at the idea, but Haechan had been adamant.

“What kind of relationship would we be in if we didn’t have any photos or memories together? Are you trying to get caught?” he had said during one of your early planning sessions, his tone half-joking but entirely serious.

And to your frustration, he wasn’t wrong.

“Don’t forget,” he added now, a playful smirk tugging at his lips, “those photos got you free food and drinks too. Having a girlfriend is so expensive, by the way. I should start invoicing you.”

You groaned, resisting the urge to smack his arm. “Well, luckily for you, this fake relationship has an expiration date. You won’t have to deal with me for much longer.”

Haechan rubbed the arm you’d just wiped your hand on, exaggerating the motion. “You’re the one making this hard, you know. I’m just trying to be the best fake boyfriend you’ll ever have.”

Despite yourself, a laugh slipped out, and you let out a deep breath, some of the tension from the past few weeks melting away. “In all seriousness, though,” you said, softening your tone, “I really appreciate this. I just… I need a little breathing room from them.”

Haechan’s playful expression faded, replaced by something gentler. “Hey, I get it. That’s what I’m here for, right?”

For a moment, you found yourself caught in his gaze, surprised by the sincerity in his words. Then, as if sensing the shift, he clapped his hands together and grinned. “Now, do I get a thank-you for my oscar-worthy performance, or what?”

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t help the small smile creeping onto your face. “Thank you, Hyuck,” you muttered begrudgingly.

“Louder for the people in the back?”

“Don’t push it.”

He smiled at you, and for a brief moment, you swore your heart did something strange—something you weren’t ready to acknowledge. You quickly brushed it off, telling yourself it was just the adrenaline of lying to your brother.

A blush crept onto your face, but you shook it away, turning your attention elsewhere. “So, what’s your plan for the rest of the day?” you asked, hoping to steer the conversation to safer ground.

Haechan shrugged casually before plopping himself down on your couch. Without a second thought, he grabbed the leftover bag of chips Jeno had abandoned earlier and began munching away, his hand already reaching for the remote.

“What kind of movie are you feeling tonight?” he asked as he scrolled through Netflix like he owned the place.

You blinked at him, baffled. “Um, why? And what are you doing?”

He glanced at you, feigning innocence. “I’m your boyfriend, aren’t I? As your boyfriend, we should actually spend more time together—to, you know, make a point. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t spend time with my girl?” He punctuated the sentence with a playful wink and puckered his lips dramatically in your direction.

“You’re impossible, you know that?” you muttered, fighting back a smile as you sat down beside him. With a quick motion, you yanked the bag of chips out of his hands and into your own. “And the answer is thriller.”

A grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he draped his arm lazily over your shoulders, making himself more comfortable. “Good call. If you get scared, don’t hesitate to lean on me, baby. I’ll protect you.”

“Wow, just like that, you ruined the moment,” you shot back, rolling your eyes. “Now play the movie before I change my mind.”

Despite your words, you couldn’t help but feel at ease. Sitting beside him, the banter flowing so naturally, felt… comfortable. More comfortable than you had expected.

Of course, you still weren’t used to Haechan calling you pet names, but the way they rolled off his tongue with such ease made you think you could eventually get used to it—out of necessity, of course. At least, that’s what you told yourself as the movie began playing and the two of you settled in, perhaps a bit too close together.

It has been almost a week since the announcement at your place. A whole week of spending more time with Haechan than you ever thought you would.

You pouted as you walked beside him, your breath visible in the freezing air. Haechan, ever observant, noticed immediately.

“What’s with you?” he asked, tilting his head toward you.

“What’s with me is that I wanted to stay late at work to finish up some paperwork and presentations,” you huffed. “Yet here I am, being dragged out of the office to get freaking ice cream.”

“Again, what’s the problem here? Sounds more like a blessing to me,” Haechan replied with a smirk, his tone brimming with pride. “Also, don’t blame me. Jeno’s the one who called and asked me to pick you up after work. I just figured we could grab some ice cream on the way back.”

You shot him a skeptical look, squinting at him. “It’s freezing outside, and you thought ice cream was a good idea?”

“Can’t help thinking about sweet thoughts when all I think about is you,” he said with a wink, nudging your arm.

Your face immediately heated, and you turned your head sharply to hide your blush. “You’re irritating, and you don’t need to flirt with me when Jeno isn’t around, it’s not necessary,” you muttered, but your voice lacked the bite you intended.

Haechan laughed, the sound warm and teasing. “Oh, but it is, you’re so easy to make blush. It’s cute.”

“Yeah, whatever,” you responded, rolling your eyes, though your heart raced at his words.

The two of you stepped into the small corner ice cream shop, its warmth a welcome contrast to the bitter cold outside. You had no intention of actually enjoying yourself, but the cozy atmosphere and the way Haechan seemed genuinely excited made it harder to stay annoyed.

He leaned casually against the counter, studying the menu like it was the most important decision of his life. “Cookies and cream, right?”

You blinked, “how’d you know?”

He shrugged, flashing you a playful grin. “I pay attention. You’re predictable, remember?”

“Predictable?” you echoed, crossing your arms.

He nodded confidently. “Cookies and cream ice cream, oversized hoodies, snarky attitude—you’re like a walking checklist.”

You opened your mouth to retort but stopped when you noticed his smug grin. He wanted you to argue. If there’s anything he enjoyed just as much as making you blush, it was definitely getting under your skin. Instead, you huffed, turning your attention to the menu.

Minutes later, you sat by the window with your cone, the soft glow of the shop’s lights reflecting off the glass. Haechan plopped down across from you, licking his strawberry ice cream with a ridiculous amount of enthusiasm.

“You look ridiculous,” you said, unable to hide your grin.

“Yet, here you are, enjoying my company,” he shot back.

You rolled your eyes, but you couldn’t deny it—he had a point.

As the conversation drifted to lighter topics, you found yourself laughing more than you’d expected. Haechan had a way of making even the simplest stories entertaining, his animated expressions and dramatic gestures drawing you in, distracting you of the outside world.

It wasn’t just his humor. It was the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled, the way his voice softened when he teased you gently. There was a warmth to him, a genuine charm that you hadn’t fully noticed before.

Your gaze lingered on him for a moment too long, and when he caught you staring, his smirk widened.

“See something you like?” he asked, leaning forward slightly.

Your face burned, and you quickly looked down at your ice cream. “In your dreams.”

“Every night,” he quipped, his tone teasing but his gaze steady.

You forced a laugh, but your heart wasn’t cooperating. It thudded against your chest, each beat reminding you of a truth you didn’t want to face.

Don’t fall for it. You can’t.

The cold air nipped at your skin as you eventually walked side by side down the quiet streets. Despite the chill, the warmth in your chest hadn’t faded. It was unsettling.

Haechan’s hands were shoved into his jacket pockets, his steps light and unhurried. “You’ve been quiet. What are you thinking about? Is it because of my incredibly good looks?”

You snorted, shaking your head, “don’t flatter yourself.”

He stopped abruptly, turning to face you with an exaggerated gasp. “You are thinking about me!”

“Am not!” you protested, but the heat rising to your cheeks betrayed you.

“Liar,” he teased, stepping closer. “You’re thinking about how irresistible I am. Admit it.”

You glared at him, your lips twitching despite your best efforts. “You’re delusional.”

“You’re avoiding the question.”

When you finally reached your apartment, you turned to thank him, but the words caught in your throat when you saw the way he was looking at you.

Haechan’s teasing demeanor had melted away, replaced by something softer, genuine. His dark eyes locked on yours, and the playful smirk that usually graced his lips was absent. His soft eyes grazed you up and down with something much more than just friendship.

Your breath hitched as he stepped closer, his gaze flickering to your lips for just a moment before returning to your eyes.

For a split second, you thought he might kiss you, and the realization sent a rush of panic through you. Before either of you could move, the door behind you swung open.

Jeno stood there, keys in hand, his expression caught somewhere between annoyance and amusement.

“Well,” he said, glancing between the two of you, “this is awkward.”

You stepped back quickly, clearing your throat. “Jeno, we were just—”

“Save it,” Jeno interrupted, smirking. “I gotta say, though, you two are starting to convince me. The way you look at each other? Pretty obvious.”

“Obvious?” you echoed, your voice slightly higher than intended.

“Yeah, obvious,” Jeno said, stepping past you. “Anyway, I’m heading out to the gym with Jaemin. Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone.” He shot Haechan a pointed look before walking down the hallway.

Haechan grinned, leaning casually against the doorframe. “Told you we’re convincing.”

“Shut up,” you muttered, stepping inside quickly.

That night, as you lay in bed, you couldn’t stop replaying the moment at the door. The way Haechan looked at you, the way he leaned in—it was all too much.

You pressed a pillow to your face, groaning, but then your phone buzzed with a text from him:

HC: Sweet dreams, pretty girl <3

You felt your heart betray you again, skipping a beat. You push all of this down, swearing to yourself to lock this feeling away and forget about it.

You reminded yourself, you needed to focus on yourself and keep up this game until your family stopped pestering you. Once they meet him and a couple of months have passed, you can end things and finally be free of him. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

[chenlezip]

★ ˙☕️ !! an annoying customer | a na jaemin smau .

⤷ summary : jaemin was an annoying customer. always coming in 5 minutes before you closed, and you had enough — what did you do? you decide to go to twitter about him. your friend ends up sending him the priv tweet… what happens between the both of you after this?

pairing : na jaemin x cafe worker!reader

status : finished

genre : comedy, slow burn sorta?, uni au.

warnings : kys jokes, swearing, drinking, suggestive themes but will let you know when always, short smau.

taglist : closed

annas note : first time making a smau ever so pleaseee bare with me if it isn’t good! also thank you to my lovely eli for giving me this idea 🤍.

MASTERLIST :

profiles | introduction . . .

001 — this you?

002 — apology speedrun (written)

002.5 — my beautiful princess with a disorder

003 — does he know i’m insane?

003.5 — thanks jeno!

004 — killing myself? postponed

004.5 — drip

005 — what a party, huh? (written)

005.5 — knight in shining armour (written)

006 — so so perfect.. (written)

007 — first date, kinda nervous (written)

007.5 — this can't be real.

008 — the tweet (the end)

BONUS CHAPTERS :

oh good god (jaemins priv tweets)

[jayniks]

SEX NOTE SERIES

So, I decided to do this series to celebrate my 300 followers. You can ask me to add any idol + the situation, whether male or female. The final chapter will be sunoo, regardless of which idols come first.

🌊 ⏝⠀ ⚓️ ㅤ५‌ ۟ 𓂂 ꒰੭

SEX NOTE (l.hs)

After discovering the magic book, you tried to "test" it to see if it was true, you thought nothing would happen until you heard a chuckle behind you.

WC . 2.3k

PAIRING . Idol!heeseung x normal!reader

WARNINGS . ft. Jake Sim, if you saw the anime don't read this because it's not a faithful adaptation, sex (mdni), oral sex (both reciving), boobjob, boobsucking, playing with nipples, 3 rounds, sucking fingers, cum eating, dirty talk, spit play, foreplay, lmk if I missed anything else

Read here.

SEX NOTE (p.js)

after summoning heeseung, you wandered around your room looking for any ideas. Seeing your poster of your favorite band, you thought "why not invoke the guitarist?" and that's what you did, although the situation was quickly reversed when you saw how malicious he was.

WC . 2,3k

PAIRING . Rockstar!jay x fan!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), oral sex (m receiving), tease, anal sex, mouth fucking, a little cuck!jake?, mentions of Jake's mom and Jake himself, magical appearance, chocking, a little filler just like in the original series, degradation, tying, unreal themes, a bit of noncon?, squirt, curses, let me know if I left something out.

Read here.

SEX NOTE (s.jy)

Your friend is jealous that, thanks to the book that HE gave you, you no longer pay attention to him, so he writes to you in that notebook in a fit of jealousy.

WC . 4,0k

PAIRING . childhoodfriend!jake x normal!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), oral sex (f receiving), lots of kisses, assjob(idk if it's called that), manhandling, spanking, voyeurism, creampie.

Read here.

SEX NOTE (p.sh)

you carried that notebook everywhere, even to your doctor's office. you were in the middle of writing something when the doctor interrupted you, taking the notebook out of your hands.

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . doctor!sunghoon x pacient!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), a little cnc if you think about it, teasing, fingering, masturbation (f receiving), creampie (the sword must have a sheath), let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after jake.

SEX NOTE (y.jw)

you wanted to know if it would work to create a fictional character from your mind, but when it was time to think of the name your cat jumped into your lap and ruined everything.

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . HEAR ME OUR FIRST, I'M NOT A FURRY, READ FIRST cat-to-human!jungwon x owner!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), weird situation (HEAR ME OUT), pussy eating, nip licking, sub!won, lots of whimpering from wonie, mentions of "mommy", let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after sunghoon.

SEX NOTE (l.jn)

after the situation with your cat, you wanted to test what would happen if you did the same with your mother's old magazine.

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . 90sModel!jeno x normal!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), unreal situation, cum on face, spit kink, eye contact, slapping, p in v, no protection but cums outside (never do that), let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after jungwon.

SEX NOTE (k.js)

you had been on a week-long streak without using the book, a streak that was broken when you went to buy a coffee for your friend (oh, remembering Jake...) and saw the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . bartender!jongseob x costumer!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), seob is a bit depressing, it's also a bit perv, facial, nipple licking (not the ones you think), sex on the table, let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after jeno.

SEX NOTE (y.jm)

you were liking the massage too much, why not improve it?

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . massager!karina x costumer!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), body caressing, dirty talk, rubbing, fingering, cum licking, let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after jeongseob.

SEX NOTE (n.rk)

you were tired of your bully and his temporary girlfriend making your life miserable, so why not take revenge on both of them and get something in the process?

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . bully!niki x student!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), niki is really mean, oral sex (m reciving), anal, fingering, some hickeys, infidelity, squirting, let me know if I missed something

Relase date: after karina.

SEX NOTE (k.sn)

you shouldn't have been greedy, you shouldn't have to carry that stupid book everywhere, now you lost it. and the worst part? it fell into the wrong hands, now you're fucked.

WC . 2k~3k

PAIRING . nerd!obsessive!classmate!sunoo x oblivious!reader

WARNINGS . smut (mdni), probably cnc, ropes to tie you, pussy eating, thigh job, creampie, cum eating, let me know if I missed anything

Relase date: after i posted all.

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You were in your room procrastinating when your best friend, Jake Sim, came into your room throwing you a gift and then leaving as quickly as he arrived. You rolled your eyes at his action and then proceeded to open the gift. It was very badly wrapped and inside there was... a fucking notebook? You opened it to see what was inside. The cover said "sex note" but inside there were a few pages of rules and many more empty ones. The rules were:

• The human whose name is written in this note will appear to fuck you.

• This note will not take effect unless the writer has the person's face in their mind when writing his/her name. Therefore, people sharing the same name will not be affected.

• If the way they fuck is written within 40 seconds of writing it, it will happend.

• If the scenario is not written/specified, the person will only appear to fuck you in missionary.

• Minors are totally prohibited, if you write the name of someone under 18 years and 6 months, you will die of a heart attack. The same applies to animals.

OK? weird...

[seokryus]

JENO ( )SCAPE Film : Chapter 2: Confused

[im4rmy]

lee jeno x fem!reader (idol AU)

IMAGINE: you keep your relationship as private as possible

• he comes to pick you up every chance he gets when you have closing shift.

• you only do home dates, mostly at yours.

• lots of movie nights and take away dinners.

• cuddles are your night routine fr.

• "you're so warm and soft"

• during comeback season you don't hangout as much and he suffers the lack of your touch.

• "i miss you so much i think i'm gonna die" "you won't die, baby"

• shower sex is his thing. he loves it for some reason.

• "your skin is something else, i swear"

• he LOVES watching you getting ready in the morning, he knows your skin-care steps by heart.

• "you're very creepy, just there staring at me" "i'm very in love with you"

• a lot of skin-ship, he loves to touch and caress you.

• you're his comfort place.

• he doesn't speak a lot when you hangout but when he does, his deep and lazy voice never fails to turn you on.

• he's very good at using his hands and his tongue.

• when you complain about him going to the gym instead of spending time with you, he records himself doing some exercise and send you the video. you shut your mouth immediately.

• "you're the sexiest thing i ever saw in my life, istg" "(.◜◡◝)"

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other jeno's chapters:

bf!jeno scenario ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ you're here!

jeno - when you first met

jeno - your first time together

OT7 chapters:

your contact names in each other's phone

his favourite part of your body

when he hurts you during sex by accident

⇘ nct dream idol AU index ⇙

·˚✎ ﹏im4rmy's masterlist

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[winwintea]

underneath the tree

PAIRING ↬ co-worker!lee jeno x female!reader (ft. bm from kard, ningning from aespa, yeri from red velvet, julie from kiof, mu from epex)

GENRES ↬ social media au (smau), fluff, romance, some angst, very fun no tricks i promise okay (im very serious pls trust me yall)

WARNINGS ↬ profanity, alcohol/drug consumption, sexual jokes, sexual content, (nothing explicitly written out) maybe some stalking but it’s okay it’s jeno, i probably have a love actually obsession, bm is a questionable(?) boss, jackson wang is here to throw a party

SUMMARY ↬ you’ve heard enough of the word ‘christmas’ and it was only the beginning of december! sometimes you’d wish people would just throw their cheerfulness out the window and focus on reality. unfortunately for you lee jeno has just drawn your name for the company’s annual secret santa swinter swap and he’s going to make sure you get a gift you’ll never forget. (and maybe even get you to appreciate christmas along the way?)

UPDATE SCHEDULE ↬ everyday starting the first of december! merry christmas!

TAG LIST ↬ OPEN at the bottom (send me an ask or request here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

PLAYLIST ↬ here!

AUTHOR’S NOTE ↬ it’s tiiiimeee! been working on this for ages… planning since like july (i’m just a girl…) very very very inspired by love actually. jeno is a self insert atp???? i love christmas too much??? movies??? songs?? food???? drinks?? sign me up i need jackson wang to throw me a party rn. thank u to everyone who helped when i was stuck with ideas 🙏 yall are the best <33

the chorus groups:

one | two

carols:

track. 01 ↬ white winter hymnal

track. 02 ↬ we need a little christmas

track. 03 ↬ it's beginning to look a lot like christmas

track. 04 ↬ jingle bell rock

track. 05 ↬ sleigh ride

track. 06 ↬ winter wonderland

track. 07 ↬ the first snow

track. 08 ↬ be there for me

track. 09 ↬ run rudolph run

track. 10 ↬ the polar express

track. 11 ↬ christmas don't be late

track. 12 ↬ all i want for christmas is you

track. 13 ↬ snowman

track. 14 ↬ christmas time is here

track. 15 ↬ mary, did you know?

track. 16 ↬ love actually

track. 17 ↬ a nonsense christmas

track. 18 ↬ officially christmas

track. 19 ↬ do they know it's christmas?

track. 20 ↬ christmas time is here

track. 21 ↬ wonderful christmastime

track. 22 ↬ carol of the bells

track. 23 ↬ believe

track. 24 ↬ snow dream

track. 25 ↬ christmas is all around

track. 26 ↬ underneath the tree

track. 27 ↬ christmas canon

track. 28 ↬ ???

[luvyeni]

( drabble ) love island ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 이제노 ՞

⸃ ⸰ ⌁ under the covers with lover jeno ヾ

fling!jeno・ fem!reader ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ g ・ smut ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ cw ・ ‎fingering , sex with people in the room , dirty talk・ ‎0.5k ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎| ‎ ‎click to library

request. idk if ure like, familiar w love island, but a lottttt of the couples there make out and shi (and even have sex sometimes all in the same room). can i req for haechan or mark or jeno trying to make out or feel reader up or initiating sex whilst being in a room full of ppl 😁

「 ୨୧ authors note 」 fun fact i had an idea for a sort of love island / dating show smau with jeno where readers got to eliminate the couples through voting but i scraped it once i started pre writing my chapters.

it was pretty quiet in the room besides the snoring; it was 6 other couples in the room so you couldn't really complain about that. you had joined the dating show for fun; but also with the hope of finding someone you could share your love with — and boy did you did.

lee jeno was his name; and he was like something out of a dream, not only was he not as hell, his body well sculpted. he was also sweet and kind , and granted you've known him for a few weeks , he doted on you — both of you being from the same place , you wished you had met him , way before you joined the dating show.

you've made good friends on the show; the only downside to the situation is you're staying in the same room as those said friends. you hardly had any privacy , you couldn't do anything without at least one of them being there; that included having sex or any form of intimacy. it didn't really stop anything , hearing all kinds of noises during the night , learning to ignore it and not speak of it — what are you supposed to do when there's a hot man or woman in your bed , half naked in the dark? isn't that what you sign up for when you decide to join a dating show?

“baby.” jeno whispered; almost groaning under the covers with you. “baby please.” his head in your neck , planting little kisses , you sighed. “jeno people are sleeping.” he didn't care about that at all; you were in his bed , half naked in his shirt — the other couples in the room were the least of his problems. “i promise you at least two of them aren't.” your faces close to each other; you can feel his breath , his hands on your waist. “come on , just give me a kiss then.”

you knew you should've given in to him with the kiss , but you couldn't help it; he pulled you close , kissing you. you pulled away , his forehead pressed against yours , smirking as he grabbed you chin , pulling you into another heated kiss , his lips working their way to your ear. “see you want it, don't you?” nipping at your earlobes. “you're grinding against my leg baby.”

you finally gave in; a quiet moan emitting from your mouth. “jeno please touch me.” he bit his lip , smirking. “i knew it baby , your little pussy needs me.” maintaining eye contact with you , as he brought his perfectly long fingers to his lips , licking them. “je-jeno.”

he shushed you; moving your panties to the side , pushing his fingers inside you. “fuck.” you sighed, his fingers moving slowly. “look at you , dripping down my fingers.” he chuckled in your ear. “hardly ever have any privacy, i know your sweet pussy needed this.” he cursed as you clenched around his fingers. “can't wait until you're doing this on my cock.” he moved his fingers in and out of you , biting your lip almost hard enough to make yourself bleed. “fuck i can't wait until this show is over , so i can hear your pretty moans while i fuck you.”

you gripped his bicep , shaking in his hold as you came , hiding your face in his chest trying to conceal your moans as he fingered you through your orgasm. “good girl.” he whispered. “such a good girl fa me.”

“when this show is over nothing is stopping me from fucking you into the nearest private room.”

©LUVYENI