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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ BLUEY & BREAKFAST 🧸ྀི — husband girl dad doyo:( soft morning:( ( wc 1455 )

[ extras ] reader is breastfeeding but nothing crazy (although doyo has a ‘a man is a man’ moment IJBOL)

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ note ! i had to take a small break from my event and write this bc girl dad doyo wouldn’t leave my mind and yall need to know it too! besides posting this for @yudaies !!! hopefully it’ll cheer you up babes <3

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you gradually grew awake, remains of sleep fading away. not brave enough to open your eyes yet, you reach out to grab doyoung’s hand in the seek of more warmth. 

but you don’t meet his hand nor… him. your hand stumbled upon something soft, tender; a peach fuzz alike feeling underneath your fingertips. you frowned and traced the texture, smooth and soft. 

you opened your eyes and lying next to you, on doyoung’s spot, was your daughter. 

you grinned sleepily. she was six months old so your husband probably carried her here. it warmed your heart to see that he also put a blanket over her (and you). probably on his way out to work, too.

she recently started teething so last night was full of crying, from both sides. doyoung was asleep since he had to leave early. 

you traced miyoung’s rosy cheek and then rubbed your eye. you would love to get more sleep. actually, maybe you could… 

a soft babble cut in just in time. miyoung’s big brown eyes opened slowly and started making small sounds. 

“matching our sleep schedules now, are we?” you whispered amused. your daughter stared at you, waving her hands “let’s get up, hm?” 

you stretched, allowing the duvet to fall from your body. then, you grabbed miyoung in your arms and while rocking her gently, you went to wash your teeth first and then to the kitchen. 

just when you were about to come out of the corridor to enter the room, you heard a noise. 

your heart skipped a beat in your chest, halting your movements and listening in. there were faint clanking noises coming from the kitchen. 

but you’re home alone…? 

you leaned out of the wall to peek and let out a sigh upon noticing a similar silhouette. not to say that you weren’t surprised, though. 

“am i doing it wrong? why isn’t it… growing…” 

you smiled and walked in, quietly observing the situation unfolding in front of you. miyoung was toying with the material of your shirt quietly. 

“no, something is definitely not right” 

he was watching something on the pan, leaning on his left hand and tapping the counter in deep thought. 

“i added more milk!” 

doyoung slightly turned yet didn’t see you. he was focused on kyungmi who was sitting on the counter and toying with the milk bottle. you saw him break into a huge smile, hands going to caress your older daughter’s cheeks.

“i like milk” she hummed and looked up at him with a grin. her eyes shifted away and widened upon seeing you “yikes, mommy’s up!” 

doyoung whipped his head around, gaze softening.

“yikes…?” you repeated amused, finally coming to approach them. 

“i think having sakuya and ryo over the other day was a bad idea” doyoung admitted and giggled. you noticed that he’s still in his pyjamas with hair disheveled. it was 10am, he should be at work… “morning, baby” doyoung whispered and shortly after you felt his soft lips brush against yours. the taste of coffee lingered on them and you sighed dreamily. 

miyoung babbled and yanked the hem of doyoung’s shirt, making his nose bump into yours. you giggled into the kiss, and so did he. 

“we are making breakfast!” kyungmi, your lovely 5 year old, cheered. doyoung gasped and turned around, suddenly remembering about the pancakes on the pan. 

“big mi decided to add extra milk though so…” he chuckled and flipped them “no wonder they were so runny and took so long”

“run?” she asked, chuckling. you leaned and pressed a kiss onto her forehead “pancakes run?” 

you just smiled and sat down, caressing miyoung’s dark hair. she’ll probably be hungry soon too, especially after a whole night of crying. 

“how come you’re not at work?” you asked, staring at your husband’s back. a sight so simple, yet heartwarming. 

“i felt bad whenever you kept waking up to get little mi. so just when i was about to leave and this rascal started crying again, i just… i knew you’d be tired. didn’t want to dump it all on you” doyoung said softly. you caught kyungmi chuckling at the word ‘dump’ and you just scoffed. “i called in and said my girls are sick. also, like, come on. i’m thirty, been in the company longer than some of the youngsters have been alive. they get it” 

“thank you” you hummed, a warm feeling spilling all over your heart. whether it was gratitude or simple love, you weren’t sure. 

you chatted while doyoung finished making the rest of the pancakes. with the help of kyungmi  served beautifully decorated breakfast. strawberries and other fruits, whipped cream, even some nutella to pick from. the steaming food made you salivate, not to mention the luring smell of coffee. your stomach growled suddenly, kyungmi laughing. 

“mom!” 

you just shook your head and heard a small whine from your youngest. 

“you’re hungry too, huh?” you asked softly and tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. doyoung sent you a worried look. you shook your head and shot him a reassuring smile “don’t worry. eat. you worked hard” 

“mom, can i put some strawberries for you?” big mi asked with sparkles of joy in her brown, doe eyes. 

“of course, sweetheart” you grinned and adjusted your position so you could breastfeed miyoung. 

“dad, can you help me with this?” she asked and tugged doyoung’s sleeve. he shuffled her hair and grabbed whipped cream. 

he gently followed kyungmi’s instructions and drew something. when he was done, she mumbled a focused ‘thank you’ and started putting some strawberries on your pancake. 

you decided to snack on one, stealing it from doyoung’s plate. he just rolled his eyes dramatically, diving back into his food. 

“ta-da!” she hummed and turned the plate to you. it was, you assumed, a smiley face. proud kyungmi puffed her chest out and expectedly mirrored your reaction. 

“it’s so cute! thank you, baby” you blew her a kiss “i’ll eat it in a second” 

“mkay. can i go watch bluey?” she asked, a small pout on her lips. you were rather hesitant to start her day with screen time but… 

“go. we’ll join you in a moment, once little mi’s tummy is full too” doyoung smiled and booped kyungmi’s nose. she ran off with her plate, chuckling “don’t make a mess!”

“i won’t!” 

soon enough the sound of the cartoon sounded from the living room. you just send doyoung a confused look. 

he changed his seats to sit next to you, grabbing your plate. your husband took a picture of it and then started to chop off a small bite for you. 

“here comes airplane” doyoung teased and made a swirling motion with the fork. you laughed, the motion drawing a displeased groan from miyoung.

“you’re unbelievable” was all you could murmur before opening your mouth. doyoung put a hand under the fork, in case something would fall.

(not like it happened before, surely. once during dinner an olive fell on miyoung’s head. she was as confused as you, with doyoung and kyungmi almost falling out of their chairs from laughter). 

you hummed happily, the taste delicious on your tongue. doyoung continued to feed you, taking a bite once or twice as well. 

miyoung was satisfied and leaned away, babbling. you caught your husband’s eyes trailing off and you just covered yourself, smacking his arm. 

“sorry. can’t help it when every part of my wife’s body is beautiful” he grinned sheepishly and leaned in to seal his words with a passionate kiss. 

of course you had your doubts after birth. both with kyungmi and miyoung. but your husband was more supportive than ever, reassuring you at any given chance. it got to a point where you just started laughing at his dramatic praise but he literally had a serious look in his eye each time. 

his knee pressing slightly against you, his lips on yours and tongues dancing together… for a moment you let yourself get lost in the moment. 

dizzying pleasure made you sigh softly, tilting your head a bit. that’s when doyoung suddenly stood up, scooping miyoung out of your arms. 

you looked at him, flabbergasted (and a little bit disappointed). 

“i know i’m charming but let me take care of her. do you want to nap?” he asked. 

“doyo” you sighed, serious. he frowned, rocking his daughter gently “be for real right now”

“what? aren’t you sleepy after a sleepless night?” he asked, genuinely surprised. you stood up, flicking his forehead. 

“you kiss me like that and expect me to get sleepy? you’re lucky i love you” you giggled and he just sent you a boyish smile. “i’m fine. let’s go watch bluey”

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Take Me to Church

Chapter 4: Losing My Religion

Kim Dongyoung x Reader

Word Count: 6,510

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut, Small town AU

Rating: Explicit. MINORS DNI!

Summary: As Y/N's due date draws near, new friends enter her life, and old ones leave.

Content Warnings: Cheating, religious themes, pregnancy, toxic parents, Reader gets called a whore, smut (making out, oral, dirty talk). If you think I missed a warning, please let me know!

A/N: This is part 4 of the "Take Me to Church" series! If you would like to be tagged for the last part of this series, you can fill out my taglist form here. If you'd like to catch up on the rest of the series, check out the masterlist!

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Fic is under the cut.

For a long time, you thought about whether you wanted to actually host a gender reveal party or just tell everyone that you were having a little girl at your baby shower. In the end, though, you decided on the latter. After all, you never really liked gender reveal parties, and you didn’t want to stress yourself out by planning an additional event during your pregnancy.

When you shared your thoughts with Dongyoung, he wholeheartedly agreed, saying, “I never really understood why gender reveals are so popular, anyway. They just seem like a hassle for everyone involved.”

“I mean, I understand wanting to celebrate your baby, and finding out the sex is a huge milestone. I just think it’s more stress than it’s worth right now.”

“I understand, love. Speaking of celebrating our little girl, have you started planning the baby shower yet?”

“I haven’t, but Nayeon and Jisoo have. They’re so excited to have a niece,” you said with a laugh.

A soft smile formed on Dongyoung’s face as he responded, “I’m happy that you have friends like them in your corner. You deserve all the support you can get.”

“Thank you. I love you.”

“I love you too, baby.”

With a smile, you placed a gentle kiss on Dongyoung’s nose. When you pulled away, you noticed a faint blush on his cheeks, and your heart did backflips in your chest. All you could think about as you watched his reaction to the small gesture was how handsome you thought that he was and how much you loved him.

Your thoughts were interrupted, however, by your boyfriend’s voice saying, “Love? Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” you replied, shaking your head to snap yourself out of it. “What’s up, honey?”

“Are you sure it’s ok to bring Jaehyun here to meet you while he’s in town?”

Fuck.

You’d forgotten about the plans you’d made with Dongyoung’s best friend. Jaehyun was staying at a hotel near your apartment building for a few weeks so that he could meet you and catch up with Dongyoung before the baby arrived. If you were being completely honest with yourself, you were incredibly nervous to meet the man that Dongyoung had named his son after. Still, you smiled and said, “Of course, love. Just text me when you’re on your way from the hotel. I’ll do my best to look presentable.”

“You always look presentable, baby.”

“You know what I mean.”

“I do, but have I ever passed up an opportunity to compliment you?”

“No, I guess you haven’t.”

“Exactly. I’ll be back. I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

With that, Dongyoung left your apartment to pick Jaehyun up from his hotel. You’d heard countless stories about Dongyoung’s best friend, and while you were excited, you couldn’t shake the anxiety that planted itself firmly in your stomach after your lover left your apartment.

To distract yourself from your nerves about meeting someone that was so important to the man that you loved, you decided to do a bit of cleaning around your apartment. Nothing too strenuous, since you didn’t want to overwhelm yourself, just a bit of organizing to occupy your mind. It worked better than you expected it to, and before you knew it, you felt much better.

When you heard your door opening and voices filling your living room, you knew that Dongyoung and Jaehyun had arrived. You rushed to put away the socks that you were organizing, then joined them, a bright smile plastered onto your face.

“Hi, my love,” Dongyoung said, “This is Jaehyun.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” you said, the fake smile you wore to conceal your nerves never once leaving your face.

“Likewise,” Jaehyun began. “I’ve heard so much about you.”

“All good things, I hope,” you said with a chuckle as you turned to Dongyoung.

“Of course they were all good things,” your lover responded with a smile. Unlike yours, however, his smile seemed genuine as he watched you and Jaehyun interact.

With a soft laugh, you turned back to Jaehyun and said, “What did he tell you?”

“I’m not sure you wanna know,” he responded.

The jokes cut through the awkwardness slightly, but you still felt nervous around Jaehyun. After seeing him smile, however, you realized that it was different from your typical anxiety whenever you met someone new. It was the same feeling of butterflies in your stomach that you felt the first time you laid eyes on Dongyoung when you saw him at the bar in your hometown on that fateful night.

 You loved Dongyoung dearly, but you still had to admit that Jaehyun was incredibly attractive. It was kind of jarring, actually, how good he looked, considering that he presented himself the exact opposite of how Dongyoung did. Your lover always took care to put his best foot forward, with his hair always neatly combed and his dress shirt and slacks always pressed. Jaehyun, on the other hand, was dressed casually in baggy jeans with holes in the knees and a band tee, and his hair looked like he rolled out of bed shortly before Dongyoung picked him up. Regardless, they both looked incredible.

You were snapped out of your admiration by Dongyoung asking, “Are you ok, love?”

You shook your head in an attempt to rid the thoughts from your brain and replied, “I’m alright, honey. Just thinking about some things. It’s nothing important, though.”

“Are you sure?” Jaehyun asked, mirroring his best friend’s concern.

“I’m ok; I promise. Thank you for asking, though.”

Dongyoung and Jaehyun both smiled, and the three of you spent the rest of the day asking questions to get to know each other. You could tell that it was important to Dongyoung that you and Jaehyun got along, so you really tried to make a good impression. Jaehyun was clearly trying to do the same, but he didn’t really have to try. He had the kind of confidence that drew people in, and you couldn’t help but think that you really did like him.

As Jaehyun was getting ready to leave, you asked, “We’re planning a baby shower for some time in the next few weeks. Would you like to come?”

“That sounds great. Thank you,” he replied, pleasantly surprised by the invitation.

“I’ll have Dongyoung let you know when we have an exact date and time.”

“Why don’t I just give you my number so that you can tell me directly?” Jaehyun asked. You were surprised by the suggestion, but you still agreed. Once the two of you had exchanged phone numbers, Jaehyun smiled and said, “It was nice to meet you, by the way!”

“Thank you! It was nice to meet you, too,” you replied.

With that, Dongyoung left to take Jaehyun home, and you were left alone with your thoughts. Sure, you thought about games and party favor ideas for your baby shower, but you also thought about how you felt about your lover’s best friend. Did you really think that he was attractive, or did you just like that he was nice to you? Truthfully, you had no idea, so you decided to do your best to push the thoughts away.

As you worked with Nayeon and Jisoo to plan your baby shower, however, you found yourself getting distracted frequently. Your best friends definitely noticed that something was going on, but they decided not to push you to talk about it. After all, they were fairly sure that you would tell them when you were ready. And, if it wasn’t something you were comfortable talking about, they would still do their best to support you.

When the day of the baby shower finally came, you spent the entire morning feeling like a nervous wreck. Sure, you were excited to celebrate your baby, but you also couldn’t help but worry that something would go wrong. After all, your parents, Dongyoung’s parents, and Jaehyun would all be in your apartment for hours on end. There was no way that you were going to get through the party without any problems, and you knew it.

As guests actually started to arrive, you only felt worse. Regardless of how you felt, however, you put on a happy face for the sake of the people that you cared about. Once everyone arrived, you exclaimed, “Welcome! Dongyoung and I are so happy to have you all here to celebrate our baby.”

“Do you know if you’re having a boy or a girl yet?” your mom asked.

“Well, yes. Dongyoung and I found out at our last appointment. We were planning to announce it today, actually.”

“Why not just have a gender reveal party?” Mrs. Kim asked, every word laced with judgement.

You opened your mouth to answer, but before you could, Dongyoung interrupted by saying, “I didn’t think it was a good idea to plan two separate parties. (Y/N) has been so worried about the baby, I didn’t want her taking on any additional stress. A baby shower can be overwhelming enough to plan without a gender reveal party added on. Isn’t that right, love?”

“Yes, that’s right. Thank you, honey,” you replied, relieved that he’d stepped in to defend you.

Mrs. Kim seemed surprised that her son answered her question on your behalf, as evidenced by the way her eyes widened briefly before she went back to her typical expression of false indifference. It was petty, and you knew it, but you felt a sense of pride when you heard Dongyoung finally act like an adult when it came to not letting his parents treat you like dirt because they had a problem with every little thing you said and did.

Despite the awkwardness after Mrs. Kim’s question, the baby shower went surprisingly well. Everyone loved the games that you’d planned, there were more than enough snacks, and the gifts that everyone brought for your little girl brought tears to your eyes. Your mom made a blanket using the softest yarn you’d ever seen, your dad bought a photo album that was perfect for preserving precious memories, and Nayeon and Jisoo worked together to buy the highest-quality car seat that they could find. Even Jaehyun brought a gift, a small gray teddy bear for your baby to snuggle with once she was old enough. Every moment made you emotional as you thought about how loved your little girl already was before she even came into the world.

After the gifts were all opened, you smiled and said, “Dongyoung and I have one more announcement planned before the games begin.”

“What is it?” Jaehyun asked.

“Well,” you began, “Since we found out at my last doctor’s appointment that we’re having a daughter, we’ve been discussing names. After a lot of careful consideration, we’ve made a decision.”

“What name did you choose?” Nayeon asked.

With wide smiles on your faces, you and Dongyoung answered at the same time and said “Jiyeon.”

Everyone seemed confused about the name, but no one said anything until your mom asked, “How did you choose?”

Dongyoung stepped back to let you explain, “Well, I knew that I wanted to name the baby after someone that I care about, and Dongyoung suggested naming her after a close friend. Obviously, my closest friends are Nayeon and Jisoo. I didn’t want to choose between the two of them, though, so Dongyoung suggested combining their names.”

Your two best friends started to cry, and you pulled both of them into a hug. Once she felt like she could speak again, Jisoo said, “We love you, (Y/N).”

“I love you guys too, if that wasn’t obvious.” You laughed slightly after you spoke, and everyone smiled at the sweet scene that played out in front of them.

After the announcement, you moved on to games. They were relatively uneventful, with the exception of one particular moment with Jaehyun that you could only hope didn’t catch Dongyoung’s attention. The two of you were put onto a team for charades, and he looked at you and said, “Can’t wait to play with you,” with a smile and a wink.

You hated yourself for it, but you couldn’t help but feel giddy when Jaehyun winked at you. Sure, you loved Dongyoung, but you also really liked the attention that you were getting from his best friend. Still, you knew that it was wrong to think that way about Jaehyun, so you did your best to ignore the feeling.

Other than the small moment with Jaehyun, the rest of the baby shower was pretty uneventful. Games were played, snacks were eaten, and not a single moment went by without you feeling loved by the people that you cared most about. You got emotional as you thought about the fact that the love you felt in that moment was the same amount of love that Jiyeon would receive when she finally arrived.

After the baby shower was over and cleaned up, you and Dongyoung went right to your shared bedroom to rest together after the chaotic day you’d had. At least, that was what you thought was gonna happen. Dongyoung apparently had other plans, though. When you got to your bedroom, he immediately pulled you close and kissed you with what could only be described as pure desire. As you felt his lips on yours, you couldn’t help but feel a similar desire start to build.

When Dongyoung pulled away from the kiss, you were left speechless. As you tried to catch your breath, he begged, “Needed you all day. Please?”

In an instant, you regained your confidence, and with a teasing tone in your voice, you asked, “Please, what?”

“Wanna taste you.”

Your false dominance was toppled in an instant when you heard his words. Wanting nothing more than to feel his mouth on you, you asked, “Please?” with your voice barely above a whisper.

“Gladly, baby,” Dongyoung replied with a laugh, amused by your attempt at taking control. “Lie down for me, ok?”

You scrambled to do as you were told, and Dongyoung wasted no time finding a comfortable position between your legs once your clothes were off. He started by softly kissing your inner thighs, and you let out quiet moans at the sensation. Your hands found their way to his hair and pulled, and he groaned against you.

“Fuck! Need more, please,” you whined, desperate to finally feel him where you wanted him most.

“Your wish is my command, baby,” Dongyoung answered, finally starting to gently tease your clit with his tongue. You moaned loudly, bucking your hips up at the feeling. When he noticed what you were doing, Dongyoung groaned against you again, and you only got more turned on from there.

“Fuck, right there,” you whined when he moved his tongue a certain way.

“Here, baby?” he asked before repeating the gesture.

“Yes, holy fuck,” you moaned, pulling his hair as you lost yourself in pleasure.

Dongyoung continued to tease you with his tongue, and you knew that you weren’t going to last long. After all, it’d been far too long since the last time the two of you were intimate, considering how stressed and busy you’d both been. He hadn’t even been between your legs for very long, and you already felt like you were about to break.

If you were of a clearer mind, you would have been embarrassed by how little time it took for your orgasm to start to approach. You were not of a clear mind, however, so all you could think about was how good it would feel to come undone on Dongyoung’s tongue.

With a loud moan, you warned Dongyoung that you were close, and immediately after, you tumbled over the edge into euphoria with a loud moan of his name. He continued to pleasure you as you rode out your release, but when he felt you pushing his head away, he stopped. While you caught your breath, he stood up to find you a glass of water. You, however, had other ideas.

It didn’t take long for you to come down from your release, so you stood up and dropped to your knees in front of where Dongyoung stood before he even had the chance to leave the room. When you looked up at him with a mischievous smile on your face, he knew exactly what you wanted to do. Still, he decided to tease you by asking, “What do you want, angel? I need you to use your words.”

“Wanna return the favor. Please?”

“Of course, love. Can’t wait to feel your mouth around me.”

You made quick work of removing his pants and boxers, and before Dongyoung even had time to process what was happening, your mouth was around him. You moved slowly at first, which he appreciated, but once you started to hear soft moans leave his lips, you started to move your head just a little bit faster.

“Fuck, baby. Just like that. Your mouth feels so good around me,” he said with a loud moan. As he lost himself in the way you felt, his hands tangled themselves in your hair, and he started to thrust gently into your mouth. He tried to exercise some self-control, since he didn’t want to overwhelm you, but admittedly, he struggled quite a bit when it came to controlling himself around you.

Just like you did when your positions were reversed, Dongyoung knew that he wouldn’t last long. The way you moved your mouth up and down his shaft, moaning as you took as much of him as you could, brought him closer and closer to the edge. With anyone else, he would have been incredibly embarrassed by how little time it took him to feel his release start to build, but since you were the one bringing him to the edge, he didn’t care at all.

With one more well-timed swirl of your tongue, you felt Dongyoung release in your mouth and heard him moan your name. When you were sure you’d taken all of it, you swallowed his cum with a smile on your face, and he felt like he was going to come again just at the sight. He was far too tired for that, though. So, once he caught his breath, he carefully got into bed and reached his arms out, silently asking you to cuddle with him.

When you saw Dongyoung reaching for you, you smiled and carefully got into bed with him. Once you found a comfortable position, you were asleep almost immediately. Dongyoung, however, was awake long after you drifted off, thinking about some things that he’d noticed during the baby shower. He was sure it was nothing, but doubt still danced around the back of his mind like the world’s most insufferable ballerina. Regardless, he knew there was nothing he could do about it while you were asleep. So, he decided that he would ask you about it when the two of you woke up in the morning.

The next morning, Dongyoung woke you up by asking, “Hey, honey, can we talk?”

“Of course, love. What’s going on?”

“Is there something going on with you and Jaehyun?”

Fuck.

You had two options: you could tell Dongyoung the truth about your newfound attraction to his best friend, or you could completely deny everything in the hopes of pretending that everything was fine. After a brief moment of consideration, you decided on the latter.

“No, of course not. Why do you ask?”

“I noticed the way he was looking at you during the baby shower. Were you uncomfortable, honey? I can talk to him if you want.”

Oh, bless his heart. With a smile on your face to hide your nerves, you said, “I’m ok, honey. Honestly, I didn’t even notice it. I don’t want you to get into an argument with your friend because of me.”

“Alright,” Dongyoung replied, suspicion evident in his voice. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

After your conversation about Jaehyun, any time spent with Dongyoung was awkward, to say the least. Conversations were short and to the point, the two of you weren’t spending as much quality time together, and he didn’t even let you kiss him half the time. You wanted to say something, anything, to fix things, but you didn’t know what you could say. So, you continued to hope that your relationship would get better at some point.

Just like you’d hoped it wouldn’t, your relationship with Dongyoung only got worse. The moment that it really started to fall apart was the day that his parents decided to visit the two of you at your apartment. You knew that they were coming, since the visit was arranged in advance, but you still felt unprepared when you heard a knock on your door. Regardless, you plastered a fake smile on your face and answered it, and Mr. and Mrs. Kim stood before you.

“Hello!” you said, hoping that your fake excitement was convincing enough. “Please, come in.”

You moved out of the doorway, and Dongyoung’s parents entered your apartment, scrutinizing everything from the color of your walls to how expensive your furniture was. You saw the way that they looked at your bookshelf, like they were trying to decide if you were intelligent enough for their son based on the books you owned, but you decided not to comment on it. After all, it was important to the man you loved that you had a good relationship with his parents.

The tension in the room was palpable, and the awkward silence that settled in your living room only made it worse. Still, you were determined to finally make a good impression, so you smiled and said, “How are you two doing today?”

“We’re fine, thank you,” Mr. Kim replied.

“Can I get either of you something to drink?” you asked, desperate to keep them happy until Dongyoung came home from dropping Jaehyun off back at his hotel.

“No thank you, dear,” Mrs. Kim said, clearly unamused by your attempts to stave off the awkwardness that permeated the room. “We just want to know how you’re doing.”

“I’m fine, thank you. I’ve been much more tired than usual over the past few months, but I am so relieved that Jiyeon is developing the way she should be.”

Both of your boyfriend’s parents looked uncomfortable after you answered Mrs. Kim’s question, not expecting you to respond beyond saying that you were fine. An awkward silence hung in the air as they tried to hide their discomfort, and Mr. Kim was the first to break it by asking, “So, when will my son be here?”

“Dongyoung should be home any minute. He just left to give Jaehyun a ride back to his hotel.”

“Who’s Jaehyun?” Mrs. Kim asked.

“Oh, he’s Dongyoung’s best friend. He’s been visiting for the past few weeks since they haven’t seen each other since Dongyoung and Joy got married.”

The mention of Dongyoung’s ex-wife brought back the awkwardness that you’d tried so hard to get rid of, and you kicked yourself for mentioning his wedding. You desperately wanted to save the situation, since you knew that this visit could make or break Mr. and Mrs. Kim’s view of you, but you didn’t know how. Luckily for you, however, before either of his parents could say anything else, Dongyoung opened the door and said, “Hi, honey! I’m home!”

“Hi, my love,” you replied, moving from your spot to give Dongyoung a hug.

Mr. Kim cleared his throat when he thought that the two of you had been hugging for too long, and Dongyoung immediately let go. With an obviously fake smile on his face and shaky hands, he said, “Hi, mom. Hi, dad. How are you doing?”

“We’re fine, Dongyoung,” Mrs. Kim answered. “Spending more time with the mother of our second grandchild has been lovely.” As she said this, she turned to you with an obviously fake smile of her own.

The small talk continued for what felt like an eternity before Mr. Kim finally decided to say what was on his mind. With a sigh, he said, “Listen, son. We know you say that you love (Y/N), but are you sure that this is what you want?”

“What do you mean, dad?” Dongyoung asked in response. “A life with the woman I love is exactly what I want.”

“You don’t love this woman, Dongyoung,” Mrs. Kim chimed in. “You love the things she lets you do that Joy wouldn’t.”

“That’s not true,” your lover replied, though his voice was softer than when he’d spoken to his dad.

“Isn’t it?” Mrs. Kim pressed. “Your whole relationship started with an affair, right? So, there was something about (Y/N) that you liked that Joy didn’t have. She’ll only be bad for you in the long run, though. I mean, really, Dongyoung. Do you honestly think that you can get another job as a pastor when you’re running around town with a whore like her?

Dongyoung went silent at his mother’s question, not even stepping up to defend you after she called you a whore. So, you decided to defend yourself by saying, “I think you would do well to remember that it takes two to do the devil’s tango, ma’am. Your son is just as guilty as I am.”

Mr. and Mrs. Kim gasped, shocked that you actually had the audacity to talk back to them, another thing that Joy would never have done. After a brief silence, Mrs. Kim huffed and said, “We’re leaving. Goodbye, Dongyoung.”

Dongyoung’s parents left your apartment, and Dongyoung was once again completely silent. However, you were not going to let him get away with not speaking up for you, especially considering the progress he’d previously made when it came to standing up to his parents. So, you asked, “What the fuck was that?”

“I’m sorry! I panicked!”

“You didn’t panic at the baby shower. What was different then?” He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, you added, “Wait, I know what it was. It was the fact that people were watching, right? That’s all you ever cared about. It’s why you broke up with me, it’s why you married Joy, and it’s why you tried so fucking hard to convince everyone that everything is perfectly fucking fine. Well, guess what? It isn’t.”

“I know,” he replied, sounding defeated. “Can we please talk about this another time?”

“There’s nothing else to talk about, Dongyoung. There’s definitely a lot for me to think about, though.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

You ignored his question and spat, “I’m going out.”

“Where the fuck are you going?”

“None of your goddamn business!” you yelled as you grabbed your purse and left.

Once you were out the door and certain that Dongyoung couldn’t hear you, you called Jaehyun and asked, “Are you busy?”

“I’m never too busy for you. What’s going on?”

“Can you meet me at the park by your hotel? Dongyoung and I got in an argument, and I need to clear my head.”

Jaehyun was surprised that you went to him of all people for support after an argument with Dongyoung, but he couldn’t really say that he was upset. He liked you a lot, so he was happy to be a shoulder for you to cry on when you needed someone. Hoping he didn’t sound too excited, he replied, “I can be there in twenty minutes. Is that ok?”

“Yeah, of course,” you responded before hanging up and leaving for the park.

It didn’t take long after you arrived at the park for Jaehyun to show up. When he got there, he pulled you into a hug, and you cried into his shoulder while he rubbed your back. Once he was certain that you were done crying, he asked, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

“His mom called me a whore, and he didn’t say a word.”

“What?”

“His parents visited today after you went back to your hotel. Near the end of the visit, his mom called me a whore. He said nothing. Couldn’t even look at me.”

“I am so sorry, (Y/N).”

“I just don’t understand why he’s so afraid of them. He’s almost 30 years old, for fuck’s sake. He should be able to say, ‘Hey, mom, don’t call my daughter’s mother a whore.’”

“He can’t?”

“No, he won’t. He’s always been that way, though. The whole reason he broke up with me when we were in college was an ultimatum that his parents gave him. If he didn’t break up with me, they were gonna stop helping him pay tuition.”

“He never told me that.”

“I mean, why would he? It would paint him in a bad light, and he can’t fucking handle that. It’s always been about his image for him. Back then, he had to be a model student. After college, he had to be a model husband, a model father, and a model pastor. Now, he can’t have that picture-perfect image that he wants, and I think that’s a problem for him.”

“I am so sorry, (Y/N). You don’t deserve that.”

“I don’t know about that, but thanks.”

“No, seriously. You don’t deserve to be treated like you don’t matter just because he has an image that he wants to maintain.”

With a soft smile on your face, you said, “Thanks, Jae. That means a lot to me.”

A subtle blush appeared on Jaehyun’s face, and all you could think about was how badly you wanted him. Without really stopping to consider whether it was a good idea, you kissed him.

A small noise of surprise left Jaehyun’s mouth when he felt your lips on his, but he also didn’t push you away. It was wrong for you to do this, and both of you knew it, but neither of you could find it in yourselves to stop it. For you, this moment was an escape from your shitty relationship with Dongyoung and a way to finally feel wanted again. For Jaehyun, it was a chance to show you that he could love you better than Dongyoung ever had.

When you pulled away for air, you looked into Jaehyun’s eyes, and you realized that you desperately wanted to be with him instead of Dongyoung. The realization scared you, so you abruptly said, “I have to go. I’m sorry,” and went back to your car. Jaehyun seemed puzzled by your sudden departure, but he said nothing.

When you got back to your apartment, you texted Jaehyun again, hoping to clear the air between the two of you.

Y/N: I’m sorry about earlier. I don’t know what happened. Jaehyun: Did I do something wrong? Y/N: No, I did when I kissed you. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. Jaehyun: But what if I want it to?

You didn’t respond after that, instead choosing to turn your phone off for the night. Then, you went to bed, crying yourself to sleep as you thought about the mess that you’d gotten yourself into.

Weeks went by, and your relationship with Dongyoung was strained at best. He continued to help you prepare for Jiyeon’s arrival, but the two of you didn’t talk much outside of that. Initially, you tried to have conversations with him in an attempt to bridge the gap between the two of you. Each time, however, you were met with either brief answers or none at all, so you decided to just give up.

Dongyoung finally decided to put a bit of effort in, however, when the final court hearing was over and the order of dissolution was signed, officially ending his marriage to Joy. When he came home from the courthouse, his copy of the paperwork in hand, the first thing that he did was pull you into a hug and kiss you like he was seeing you for the first time in years. You melted into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of his lips on yours, but you didn’t let the feeling distract you from the fact that you were still angry with him.

When Dongyoung pulled away from the kiss, he said, “The divorce was finalized today.”

“Is ‘congratulations’ an appropriate thing to say in this situation?”

“I think so, since this means I can ask you something that I’ve wanted to ask you since we were in high school.”

“Dongyoung what the fuck-”

You were interrupted by Dongyoung getting down on one knee and asking, “Will you marry me?”

To say that you were shocked by the proposal was a massive understatement. Marriage was something that you hadn’t discussed with Dongyoung at all since getting back together, and you honestly didn’t understand how he could possibly think that this was a good time to do it. Between your stress about your pregnancy, your recent fights, and your newfound feelings for Jaehyun, you knew what your answer had to be from the moment he asked the question.

“No, Dongyoung. At least, not yet.”

Dongyoung’s face fell at your answer, and he asked, “Why not? It’s the perfect time, isn’t it?”

“Are you fucking serious? You literally could not have chosen a worse time. I’m going to be giving birth soon! Or did you forget that?”

“Then we can schedule the wedding for after Jiyeon is born,” he responded, desperate to make it work.

“Dongyoung, Jiyeon isn’t the only reason I said no.”

“Then why did you say no?”

“Because we have a lot to talk about before I would even consider marriage. What happens if we have an argument, and you stop talking to me again? What happens if your parents don’t like how we choose to raise Jiyeon, and you can’t stand up to them? What then, Dongyoung? Am I supposed to just sit there and take it? Make our daughter just sit there and take it?”

Dongyoung wanted to say something, anything, to make the situation better, but he had no idea where to start. If he was being completely honest with himself, you were completely right. He was horrible at handling stress, and he knew that he had to get better at standing up to his parents. He really didn’t know how to do that, though. So, he decided to just stay quiet, hoping to avoid escalating your heated conversation into a full-blown argument. The silence only made you angrier, however. You saw his silence as giving up, not even caring about the situation enough to respond to you.

When you and Dongyoung first got back together, you genuinely wanted to believe that your relationship was worth saving. The more you thought about it, however, the worse you felt about staying with him. Still, you decided that you would give him one more chance to say something, anything to prove that he cared. With a defeated sigh, you looked at Dongyoung and asked, “Do you seriously have nothing to say to that?”

“What do you want me to say?”

“Anything to indicate to me that you give a fuck!”

“Do you honestly believe that I don’t?”

You hesitated for a moment before you answered, “I do think that you care about me, at least a little bit, but I don’t think that you care enough about me to put in the effort to actually make our relationship better. I think that you just want to ignore the problems we’ve been having so that you can pretend you finally have the perfect little family that you wanted when we were in high school.”

“That’s not true.”

“Well, I’m tired of waiting for you to prove it to me, Dongyoung. I’m done.”

“Wait, (Y/N), can we-”

“No. I’m done trying to fix things between us. Trying to do this again was a mistake. You have a week to find somewhere else to live. I do not want you in my apartment anymore.”

“I’ll talk to my parents. They offered to let me stay with them after they found out about the divorce, anyway.”

Dongyoung left the room to call his parents, and you finally allowed yourself to cry for the first time in far too long. Deep down, you knew that trying to rekindle your relationship with Dongyoung would only end in heartbreak. Still, you desperately wanted to let yourself have hope that the two of you could be ok. As time went on, however, you realized that your relationship was hopeless.

After Dongyoung packed his things and left with his parents, you called Jaehyun. With a deep breath, you asked, “Can you come over?”

“Of course, what’s going on?”

“We’re done,” you said, hoping that he couldn’t tell that you’d been crying.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, honey. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

“Thank you,” you replied before hanging up the phone and continuing to sob.

When Jaehyun finally got to your apartment, the first thing that he did was pull you into a hug, rubbing your back as you sobbed into his shoulder, just like you did the night that you kissed him. When you finally felt like you could speak again, you looked up at him and said, “I just couldn’t do it anymore.”

“Hey, I understand. Do you wanna talk about it?”

You shook your head and answered, “Can you just hold me, please?”

“Of course.”

For the first time that day, you smiled as you said, “Thank you.”

The room was silent after that, but it was a comfortable silence, like a warm blanket protecting you and Jaehyun from further strife. Jaehyun was the first to break the silence when he laughed softly and asked, “Can we sit on the couch? My feet hurt a little bit.”

“Yeah, of course.”

You took Jaehyun’s hand and led him to your couch, and once you found a comfortable position, he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you as if he was trying to protect you from the pain that Dongyoung had caused. In a way, he was successful. You felt like nothing could hurt you as long as he held you close, which you greatly appreciated, given the stress of the day.

While you and Jaehyun sat together on your couch, you talked about whatever trivial things came to mind, like music that made you happy and the things that you were doing before everything went to shit. It didn’t take long for you to get too tired to continue carrying a conversation, though. When that happened, you looked up at Jaehyun and asked, “Can we go to bed? I’m really tired.”

“Of course, honey,” he said, laughing softly.

With that, you led Jaehyun to your room and found a comfortable position on your bed. Once you were settled, he wrapped his arms around you and sighed, delighted to hold you close for the night. As you drifted off to sleep, you found that you weren’t worrying about what was going to happen next. Instead, all you thought about was how safe and loved you felt in Jaehyun’s arms.

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[swee7dream]

cg!127's cg names cg!nct 127 x f!regressor!reader

genres age regression content, fluff warnings none . author's note this is the ilichil counterpart to this post ! i will get to wayv soon :3 dni if you sexualize age regression. i'm blocking and reporting you if you break my dni :P author's note requests are open ! especially wayv reqs are welcome <3

moon taeil (´ ∀ ` *)

moon(ie), illie

moon taeil is the most grandpa-coded cg i’ve ever seen in my life

but like, a cool grandpa. like the kind that listens to doja cat with you when her songs play on the radio as he drives you to the store for candy

on nights when the full moon is out he’ll point up at the sky, saying: “that’s my home” and you’re like “??? moonie’s an alien?”

duh! that’s why he gets you down for naptime so well, his alien moon powers! (his lullabies)

so when you begin slipping in public, taeil is well aware because you get giggly over nothing. your illie is an alien and nobody knows! just you! gotta keep it a secret so he doesn’t get taken back to the moon!

seo youngho (￢‿￢ )

daddy.

basically the chenle of 127.

he just loves how sweet it sounds coming out of your mouth! makes him want to crush you in a hug and leave kisses all over your cute baby face!

likes referring to the two of you as a duo, a package deal, a 2-in-1!

“daddy and baby gotta go to bed now, okay?”

“daddy and dolly are going on a picnic today, isn’t that exciting?”

“daddy and bug gotta be nice to each other. none of that pranking business.”

really hates pranks because all he wants is to keep you safe and here you are acting like you broke something just because you find his reaction funny! not cool >:(

lee taeyong (.❛ ᴗ ❛.)

bubu + mommy

king does not care what you call him as long as you’re comfortable. if you asked him his preference, however, he would say those two

has been reading up on the most random of subjects because every time you call for him it’s always to ask a question. his curious baby!

“bubu, what’s that bird?”, “how old is the oldest tree in the world?” “mama, can i eat hair dye?”

he sat you down for that last one, chucking out any home dye under the sinks and letting you know that the next time you want to paint your hair any pretty color it’ll have to be at a proper hair salon

nakamoto yuta (￣ω￣)

yuta + daddy

the way his name comes out like in a little song when you’re small warms his heart, how could he negate you anything?

daddy is more of a title he uses for himself. it comes out more natural to refer to himself as a daddy when talking in third person than his name

he says it reminds him of elmo so he doesn’t like it

has a strong hatred for elmo??? the one-sided beef is crazy and has no real origin. he just hates the red blob and namecalls it any chance he gets. he’s like an actual bully and only scoffs and rolls his eyes when you tell him he’s only 3 (and a half!)

“as if. and grass is purple, baby.” “it is?” “no, sweetheart. it’s not.”

acts so betrayed when you regressed by yourself and he catches you watching sesame street

kim dongyoung （´▽｀）

doie

you guys tried different names but ultimately, it was doie that stuck

fun fact: before you guys ended up finally choosing a proper name for doyoung, you called him bunny!

you were a bit sad to have to stop calling him that. you thought it was cute but also understood that doyoung didn’t feel like you could take him seriously when it was ‘bunny’ telling you it’s time to turn the ipad off and get ready for bed

to make up for it, doyoung took you to build-a-bear! you named your little rabbit bunny and he has a voice recording of doyoung’s voice playing the character of being doie’s rabbit twin!

it also smells like doie’s cologne and you always have it nearby to cuddle with at night when he’s away

jeong yunoh o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

hyunnie + mister

he loves- no, adores being called mister. he acts like it doesn’t phase him but he’s got his smug little smirk every time you call him so

for that reason you barely call him that. you like having the upper hand any chance you get and honestly? he hasn’t caught on yet

he likes hyunnie too though, he supposes. it sounds like honey! hyunnie and honey <3 the ultimate pair <3

hyunnie is used for common conversation and mister is used for manipulation I MEAN convincing for things like a second dessert or a new dress for one of your dolls ! MAYBE a kiss on the cheek helps too. you don’t even know what manipulation is! you’re just tiny!

dong sicheng ♡✧( ु•⌄• )

read here when published !

kim jungwoo (☆^ー^☆)

woo, also woowoo

jungwoo has a habit of starting random games of hide ‘n’ seek when you’re small, suddenly disappearing mid-chocolate milk preparation

when you call out for him (‘woo?’) he’ll reply with another ‘woo!’ until you guys are woo-woo-ing each other to find where he’s hiding!

he also likes playing ambulance

not doctor, ambulance.

you find a mystery bruise on your leg and all of a sudden jungwoo’s holding you up in the air and he’s going ‘wee woo wee woo wEE WOO’ all around your home until your stomach hurts from laughing so much

lee minhyung (ᓀ‸ᓂ)

read here !

lee donghyuck ʕ˙Ⱉ˙‧:ʔ

read here !

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[welding-engineer]

steel making 1 Spitting

In the steelmaking process, spitting mainly occurs in the early stages of skill development, referring to the phenomenon where fine iron droplets are spattered into the mold. Such spitting can have adverse effects on the stability of the steelmaking process and the quality of the products. One of the main causes of spitting is the practice of Hard Blow.

Jongchan Kim, Gyeonghwan Lee, Dongyoung Song, Garam Kim 『NCS Steel Engineering』 Sanyuan Books (2017) page 78

Hard Blow, when L/L0 approaches 1, results in efficient oxygen utilization in the deoxidation reaction, causing the oxygen content in the molten steel to approach equilibrium concentration, leading to a decrease in excess oxygen, lower T—Fe in the slag, delayed dissolution of lime, and increased likelihood of spitting during the early stages of solidification. When slag formation is delayed or slag fluidity is poor, the likelihood of spitting increases.

Another cause of spitting is delayed slag formation and poor slag fluidity. To address these issues, introducing fluxes such as lime or mill scale to facilitate early formation of slag on the steel surface is effective. This helps delay slag formation and improve slag fluidity, thereby reducing the likelihood of spitting.

Additionally, implementing Soft Blow can reduce the likelihood of spitting. Unlike Hard Blow, when L/L0 is low, Soft Blow is performed. This results in lower oxygen efficiency in the deoxidation reaction, causing the oxygen content in the molten steel to exceed equilibrium concentration, leading to an increase in excess oxygen and higher T—Fe in the slag, promoting lime dissolution, and making slopping more likely during the mid-stages of solidification.

[chenle-dressed-in-black]

Could u do a nct127 version of "when you feel dizzy while being pregnant " like u did for wayV?Thxxxxxxxx🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

✰ 𝕟𝕔𝕥 𝟙𝟚𝟟 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 ✰ | you feel dizzy/faint during pregnancy 

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     Hey, there! I’m doing my best to catch up on requests, so thank you for being so kind during the wait. There are depictions of illness, vomiting, & unhealthy eating habits (related to appetite loss not an ED). You can find WinWin in the original version! Please enjoy~

Taeil

     Since he has a rare night off, the two of you decided to go out for dinner. You were craving wings, so now the two of you are sitting at the bar of a nice restaurant, sipping mocktails—he’s been alcohol free for months in solidarity with you—and sharing a platter of chicken wings. 

     You’ve been spending far too much time in the house, so you’re feeling really great to be out. Until, suddenly, you aren’t and the elaborate display of clear bottles behind the bar starts spinning. 

     You try to speak, but it comes out slurred. It gets Taeil’s attention, though, so he sees you sway. He’s fast enough to right you before you fall straight out of your chair and onto the floor.

     “Y/N?” he says, anxiously watching your eyes snap back open. “Are you okay?”

     Both of you leak equal surprise. “I don’t know. I was fine, but then I just didn’t feel so good. Can we—”

     He nods, waving down the bartender. “Can we get a to-go box and the check please?”

     The entire way home, he carries the to-go box in one hand and keeps the other arm around you, eyeing you with unease. Once you’re home and he’s plopped you down onto your bed, the two of you start talking about what could’ve caused it until you reach a conclusion.

     “I don’t think I had as much water today as I usually do,” you say. “Or should.”

     Because it was completely accidental, Taeil won’t chastise you for it or do anything to make you feel worse. Instead, he’ll sneak off to the store when you’re sleeping and purchase a huge refillable water bottle for you so it’s easier for you to keep track of your water intake in the future.

Johnny

     He finds you in the stairwell of your building, carrying a cardboard box that could swallow you whole. He shakes his head in disbelief, immediately reaching to take the box from you. “I know you are not carrying a gigantic box up the stairs by yourself.”

     “How did you even know I was here?” you ask through heaving breaths. “Find Friends, right?”

     You follow him up the stairs without protest. It was pretty damn heavy and Johnny seems to be carrying it much more easily than you were. “I saw you were in the building and put two and two together. There was no reason you needed to carry this by yourself. You get a pass on literally hard task imaginable right now. Make the most of it and make me do stuff for you, Y/N.”

     “It’s a crib,” you say, sneaking ahead so you can open the stairwell door for him. “I’ll make you put it together, how about that?”

     He smirks. “Now you’re getting it.”

     Once the two of you are inside, you rush to the sofa and sit down. Johnny settles the box against the wall and gives you a look concern. You wave it away, sinking farther into the pillows. “I’m just feeling a little . . . dizzy. All of the sudden.”

     “I’ve got you covered,” he says, venturing into the kitchen. When he returns, he has a glass of water and a sandwich. “Here, this might help.”

     “Thank you.”

     Johnny watches you carefully as you take a sip of water. “Of course, but can we please agree that you will get me to do that kind of stuff? I don’t want you overdoing it again or hurting yourself right now.”

     You can see the worry behind his eyes. After a second, you nod. “Yeah, agreed.”

Taeyong

     After you were in the kitchen getting a glass of water for longer than five minutes, he comes searching for you. Taeyong drops to his knees when he sees you unconscious on the floor, broken glass beside you with a tiny puddle. In the moment, he doesn’t even think to panic—he just does what needs to be done.

     He lifts you and carries you to your bedroom, lying you down on the bed. Taeyong puts the back of his hand to your forehead to make sure you aren’t feverish. Then he returns to the kitchen to clean up the broken glass. 

     Despite the fact he knows these episodes are going to happen because of medication you had to switch for your pregnancy, his heart is racing. Behind his calm demeanor and methodical approach, he is frightened. He calls your doctor to let her know what’s happening and ensure he doesn’t need to call an ambulance or seek further medical attention.

     When you wake up, he’s sitting at your feet. He moves closer as you shake off a sleepy feeling. “I passed out, didn’t I?”

     He nods, looking like he might cry.

     “Hey,” you say, waving him toward you. “Come here. I’m okay. We knew this would happen. It’s only for a little while. It’s the safest thing for the baby. I’m okay, Taeyong. It’s okay.”

     Somewhere during all that, a few tears slipped from his eyes. You can feel his anxiety and just hold him through the worst of it.

Yuta

     You’ve always had issues with hypoglycemia, which entails frequent lightheadedness, but it’s gotten more sever during your pregnancy. The both of you have become very disciplined and alert about the whole thing. Yuta never freaks out. He’s developed a good eye for your swaying and is always steadying you. He also carries snacks any time you two are together. He’s handling the entire thing like a pro. Honestly, he’s probably better than you about it, but that’s just because you overestimate your own strength sometimes. Hey, you aren’t used to accounting for a little leech borrowing nutrients and energy. 

     So it’s no surprise that while the two of you are standing in the living room of a mutual friend at a birthday party, Yuta’s hands are suddenly on your hips, righting you.

     “There’s a candy bar in your bag,” he whispers to you. “I’ll go see if they have a soda. Do you want to sit down?”

     “Yeah,” you say. “Hey, Shotaro, do you think I could steal your seat? I’m feeling a bit dizzy.”

     Your friend is on his feet in a second as Yuta dips into the kitchen. “Yes, of course. Here, please sit.”

     Yuta returns with a tiny soda can, rubbing soothing circles into your back until your blood sugar levels rise.

Doyoung

     You feel awful that he has to take off of his busy schedule for an entire week, but the flu has been kicking your ass—and you don’t think your baby’s liking it much, either. Fever, chills, aches, vomiting—you’re really getting the most of your influenza experience. 

     When you came down sick, Doyoung didn’t hesitate to get time off work. He’s been with you day and night, cooking you soup you can barely eat and keeping a towel cool for your forehead at all times. It’s one the first times you’ve been able to spend this much time when him since you’ve been together. 

     Although you’re partially horrified that he’s holding back your hair when you barf, you couldn’t imagine anyone else in your life. His every action reveals to you the true and kind nature of his very soul. He’s so caring. And he absolutely adores you.

     You’ve just woken up from a nap when you call for him, because he must be in another room. “Doyoung!”

     “Are you okay?” he asks, breathless as he enters the room. “Do you need anything?”

     You can’t help but grin. “No.”

     “What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

     “I just really love you.”

     He comes to your side, taking your hands in his. “I love you, too.”

     “Oh god,” you say. “I think I’m gonna—get the puke bowl.”

     “On it!”

Jaehyun

     When you suddenly go silent mid-sentence, he’s hardly able to catch you before you hit the hardwood. You’re only out for a few minutes, and he’s sitting next to you on the couch when you come to.

     His hands are folded together and his eyes are focused blankly on the coffee table. “Y/N, did you eat anything for lunch?”

     “No.”

     He sighs. “Did you eat breakfast?”

     “No,” you whisper. “I guess I didn’t.”

     “Y/N.” Jaehyun turns toward you, putting a hand on your leg. “I know you have been losing your appetite recently, but we have to figure something out—you still need to eat.”

     “You’re right. I genuinely hadn’t even noticed how bad it was getting because I just . . . haven’t been hungry at all.”

     He squeezes your leg affectionately. “Could you eat right now?”

     “Yeah, I think so.”

     “I guess,” he says, standing up with a hint of smirk. “that I’m going to have to cook food so delicious and appetizing that you cannot possibly be disinterested. Challenge accepted, Y/N. I’m gonna make all your favorite foods a hundred times better than you’ve ever had them.”

     You burst into laughter. “That’s a bold goal.”

     “Bold is middle name.” He turns away from you theatrically. “I’ll prepare the first meal, my love. It won’t disappoint.”

Jungwoo

“It’s nothing,” you say. “I’m fine.”

Jungwoo sighs, standing up from his spot next to you on the bed. “No, it’s not fine, Y/N, and I really wish you wouldn’t be so dismissive of your own health. You’re not supposed to be feeling like the room is spinning in circles.”

“I’m not being dismissive. It was just a little bit of dizziness. Really, it’s not a big deal. I think I just stood up too quick.”

“That’s exactly what dismissive is, right there.” You watch his facial expression as he shakes his head to himself and realize with a start that’s he’s angry. Jungwoo is angry. Because of you. “I’m calling your doctor in the morning.”

“I have an appointment in two weeks. I don’t think that’s really necessary.”

He looks at you suddenly and sharply. “Well, I do, Y/N. There could be something wrong with you and our baby, so I don’t like the idea of you waiting two weeks to find out if you’re okay when this has been going on already for weeks and it’s much worse than you seem to remember.”

You make a face at him. “You’re being really condescending, Jungwoo.”

“You’re being really difficult, Y/N. I wish you would take this seriously instead. I’m really not happy with the way you’re acting right now.”

In all honesty, you’re shocked. The two of you have had petty arguments before, but he’s never ever gotten angry at you like this. After a long moment of you two staring at each other in tense silence, you exhale. “Okay, call my doctor tomorrow and we’ll see. Is that okay?”

“Yes,” he says, coming toward you. Even though you’re sitting down and he’s standing, he wraps you in his arms. You huge his torso as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. “Yes. I don’t want us to be at odds like this.”

Mark

You are standing in line for a trendy breakfast restaurant that just opened. Your only mistake was locking your knees, but it isn’t your fault you’ve had to stand still for this long. Suddenly, you’re swaying back and forth.

It takes Mark a minute to notice but, when he does, his arms are steady on your shoulders, not letting you fall. Despite the fear in his eyes, he laughs. “Woah, you good?”

When you’re too caught up in the dizziness to answer, his nervous smile fades—leaving behind one of sheer concern. “Y/N, are you feeling okay?”

You manage to shake your head, eyes struggling to focus on him.

“Let’s go home,” he says, lopping his fingers through yours. You vaguely feel his touch, but it’s distant and all wrong. “I’ll make you something instead. We made this mistake before and you went too long without eating.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

Now you’ve given up your hard-earned spot in line and are walking down the street back to the parking garage where you left your car, hand in hand. Mark was ecstatic about coming here, but he didn’t hesitate to let go of it for you.

“Babe.” He taps on your stomach. “This little guy keeps taking all the nutrients you put in your body. They make you feel like you’re eating for three of four, not two, with the resources they snatch.”

“Oh, god, don’t even joke about that. I can’t handle the thought of twins or triplets.”

Mark grins. “Is the idea of three little Marks running around that frightening?”

“It’s terrifying,” you say. “But hey, they could be little Y/Ns, too.”

Mark shudders theatrically. “Dude, that’s horrifying”

Haechan 

The chance to see your husband perform while he’s on tour is rare, but he flew you out for your birthday and now you’ve lost yourself in the crowd of tens of thousands, just enjoying the show and listening to the music. You’re in an exclusive section with some of the other members’ parents and close friends, but you don’t know them well.

During the dress rehearsal, Hyuck made an effort to find out where you’d be so he could sing to you during the show. You catch his eye and he smiles at you as the song ends. Your cheeks go red despite yourself. He’s been looking at you the whole show, making you feel like the most special person on Earth. Nobody else knows that he’s performing tonight just for you. It’s your secret. His smile twists and wavers until you’re not sure where it went. In an instant, the ground is coming up to meet you.

His eyes go wide as he interrupts Johnny to say, “Hey, did someone pass out over there? Can we please get them some help?”

Maybe fans wouldn’t have made a fuss over that, because celebrities stop their shows momentarily often to help an audience member. Hyuck stifles his terror and performs the next song as he watches you get carried out on a stretcher. He plays it as cool as possible, but after the show’s pause at the end of that song, he disappears from the rest of the concert.

There was not question about whether he could follow you to the hospital—he just did it. You are the love of his life and you’re pregnant with his baby. He is going to be there for both of you first and foremost.

When you wake up, he’s standing beside your hospital bed. “I’m going on hiatus and we’re going home. The rest of the members can finish this tour. I need to be here with you. I already see the look on your face so I’m just gonna go ahead and say that I’ve already decided. I can’t be away from home when you need me this much. I want to be with you and take care of you and I will.”

The fans notice his absence, speculating online several rumors. Some are harmless, but others are more daunting. Hyuck hardly cares, though, because he dedicates his time to making this pregnancy as easy as possible for you.

[rosietaeyongswife]

reflections | kim doyoung

GENRE: angst WC: 1.3k SUMMARY: we were too close to the stars. do you know when you’re going to come back?

 another rainy day made doyoung even sadder than he already was. whenever weather isn’t sunny, he feels very unmotivated. seems like weather and nature are against him today. 

“guys, have you heard?” mark lee, co-worker of doyoung, was shouting. “y/n was in an interview for times. her book became a bestseller in south korea and united states.”

 group of guys gave each other known look, and taeyong could only slap his friend arm, which was surprising for mark because he didn’t catch what he just said. mark was about to ask when he saw doyoung’s face. his older friend was looking away, pale and seems to be lost in thoughts.

“i heard of new restaurant being opened today. i think we all should go out for dinner after work.” johnny rolled his eyes at mark. “what do you think doyoung?”

“uhm?” he raised his eyes at johnny. “uh, yes sure.”

“then we’ll see at 7.”

“don’t think too much about it.” taeyong hugged his best friend. “we’re going out today so try to think about it. not about her.”

“i’ll try my best.”

 and with that, whole mood of doyoung was ruined. doyoung hated it, no matter where he is there’s always something which reminds him of you. last night he was walking by nigh club and some girl looked exactly like you. week ago he visited his mother on her birthday, and when he was buying flowers he noticed your favorite ones. no matter where he is, he hears as someone talks about you or your succes. 

“my mother made me go on a blind date.” jaehyun took a sip of his bear. “i swear to god, as soon as i heard that i had my head spinning. it’s not a first time my mother left me in a weird sitution.” jungwoo chuckled. “but besides that, i told her i don’t want to go so she yelled at me.”

“your mother is one and only, jaehyun.” taeil laughed. “i’m still waiting for her number tho.”

“taeil, shut the fuck up.” jaehyun gave him dirty look. “don’t try to hit on my mother, your dumbass.”

“did you go out or not?” haechan rolled his eyes. “be quicker with your silly story.”

“yes, i did.” he smiled proudly. “she told me, she won’t talk to me unless i try her out. we met few days ago, and surprisingly it went pretty good. she’s very nice, brave and smart. besides, she looks like a real life queen.”

“you hit a jeckpot.”

“yes, we’re going on next friday again.”

“am i the only single one?” jungwoo raised his hand while others laughed.

“no, me too.” yuta and haechan raised their hands.

“and me.” doyoung gave them little smile. “it’s feels great to be single again.”

“of course, being single is so fun. i don’t have to worry about doing anything, i don’t have to save money or remember stupid things.” haechan said with a smirk on his face. “and i am not a damn simp like some of you.”

 taeyong looked at younger friend in disbelief.

“it’s atucally sucks, i wish i had a girlfriend.” yuta pouted. “i feel like i should settle down.”

“good for you?” jungwoo laughed. “i am glad to be single, right?”

“amen.”

 doyoung was laughing along with his friends but he couldn’t pay much attention to whatever they were talking about. again, his mind was all foggy of your image. almost like you’re here with him. just two of you, together and happy in your own, small world.

 life’s writing the crulest scenarios for some of people, and doyoung was now one of them. life with you was magical. both of you were meant for each other, and there was much of happines. maybe two of you were too close to the stars? maybe both of you were too good for each other, so that’s why you had to part your ways. 

 sun down at glade was the last time doyoung and you have spoke.

“i love you.” doyoung kissed you, while you were talking about your new idea for a book. “i’m sorry to interrupt you now, but it’s really important.”

“of course, go on.”

“i can’t be with you anymore. i just hold you back, look at me. i’m doing very bad in my life, and i wish to disapear.” your eyes were watering. “i’ve tried everything and my fatigue only made it worse for us. i don’t want you to spend your life besides someone who can never find peace.”

“doyoung, what are you talking about? i don’t care, you’re my happines. you’re my world and i don’t mind you at all.”

 you tried to hug your boyfriend but he backed off.

“i, i-i don’t know what else to say. i want you to be happy.”

“doyoung, if you-”

“i am honest. i want all the best for you, so please.” he stood up. “let’s stop talking to each other. let us be past.”

“doyoung, but i can’t. i love you too much.”

“i love you too, but you can’t waste time with me. you’‘re going to be big one day while i stay me. small kim doyoung.”

 since that day nothing was the same. your life turned upside down. few years of solid relationship with your love and it’s gone. like someone broke the balloon you were living in. 

 past two months you had hopes he’d call. doyoung would show up with his lovely smile, and you could talk for another nonsense for hours again. doyoung would hug you and review your stories. that;s all you wanted. he could reach out but he never did. 

 there wasn’t second person like kim doyoung. seems like a confident guy but deep down he has his own battles. he’s shy person who can talk about serious stuff only to his closest friends. someone you can count on whenever you needs to. he had never let you down. he had weird hobbies, and amazing voice. his singing made you feel like on a cloud nine. 

 he should, could but he never would do whatever you were dreaming about. for you it was his cruel behaviour but you didn’t get to chance to know other side of doyoung. 

he was hurt deep down. he believed and gaslighted himself into thinking he’s bringing you down. doyoung’s bad days were worse, and he thought only about you. about how he’s not good enough. how empty he can be. 

“i’d watch match. today’s barcelona versus real madrid.” jungwoo whines. “please, johnny can you turn tv on?”

“sure dude.”

 johnny turned tv on, and there was break between match. some ads come in, and no one paid attention until familiar voice was heard.

“i wrote it book in a month to be fair. i had much more content to create but events that have happened during my writing process, lead me to write new story. i was writing day, night for a whole month. i can tell you, that main character is pretty much mirror of my feelings and situations.”

“so, you’re admitting that story of anne and daniel happened in real life? based on a true feelings?”

“yes, that’s true. i wrote that book with though of some boy who is very close to my heart.”

“i’m so sorry.” interviewer gasped. “i had no idea that so sad story would happen in real life. wasn’t it tough? as we all know, there was no happy end for daniel and anne.”

“of course it was. i hope one day, ‘daniel’ read the book and think about all the good times we spent together. i miss him still and..” you stopped. “and that’s it.”

 interview ended due to match. doyoung’s heart was pounding while everyone was speechless. you were literally everywhere and now you were talking about how your book was inspired by yours realtionship.

“i wish she could come back. i want to fix things-”

“doyoung, she’s-”

“no. i don’t care. i miss her so much.”

 doyoung broke down which surprised majority of guys. they tried their best to stop their friend from crying which was pointless. kim doyoung is madly in love, and he’s waiting until you come back but there’s no much chance.

[d0youngread]

10:52PM

(suggestive/smut, poor attempt at angst, fwb to Lovers)

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Your hands tangled into Doyoung's black locks as he pushed your clothed cunt further down onto his hard on, a whimper escaping your lips as he smirked into the kiss. Pulling away you looked straight at your best friend who gave you a look of slight concern mixed in with lust.

"Young-ah.." you made direct eye contact with him as he hummed, in regards to that he's listening and curious to whatever you had to say. You hesitated for a second before kissing him again, deciding that you rather not embarrass yourself if you were going to confess your feelings to your best friend of six years in the middle of a makeout session.

You felt him slightly grind against you as you pet the back of his head. Starting to slowly pull away and fill your jaw and neck full of tender butterfly kisses you spit, "i.. I- doyoung you know that.. you know how we've been close a long time now right?" Humming in agreement he slid his hand under your top, a slight whine leaving you before you continued.

"Well.. i thought that i might've just liked that idea of you know.. having you close, however.. i realized I just didn't w-want just your body Doyoung." You hitched as he quickly stopped you from grinding on him anymore and stood the both of you still. "Y/n, what are you trying to say?"

You knew he was playing dumb so you wouldn't have to beat around the bush, your heart fluttered as he gave you the look he always gave you when he could see through you. There was no point in trying to beat around the point when he could say it for you at that point.

"Uh, well, I'm sure about the agreement we had when we started this whole, benefits deal." you sighed deeply as he placed an arm around your waist waiting for you to finish. "But I couldn't help myself but find myself actually- like- i couldn't help it when I fell for you young."

Stop stuttering idiot, this wasn't how you decided to fucking tell him.

"...You like me?" He said it for you as you nodded, head hung low as you basked in melancholy knowing he had feelings for your other friend. "But it's okay!" You faked a smile as you looked back up at him, "i know you like someone else.. and it's fine with me. We're only in it for the sex right?" He could feel the emotion leave you as you slowly let go of him, but his grip stayed tight as he held your chin up with his free hand.

"I never had feelings for her you know, I felt the need to say that because I thought you had feelings for Jaehyun.. but I guess that makes two of us huh?" "Yeah."

"I hope I didn't make things awkward between us though, young." You placed your hands on his shoulders as silence fell in the living room, only the sound of cars and rain hitting the window was heard as you looked out into the night view. "Things won't be awkward between us Y/N, trust me, okay? Because if you couldn't tell by now, I love you.. probably more than you love me."

A slight wave of relief washed over you as well as arousal, but you wanted nothing more than to just finish what he started. "Y/n-ah, are you listening? Y/n."

You got up quickly grabbing his wrist, "glad to know."

"What are you doing-" You cut him off as you pulled him down by his collar, red lips colliding with his as you lovingly kissed him before leading the way to your bedroom. "I hope you meant that, because

now I'm gonna keep making love to you all night until I'm the only person you remember."

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a/n: HELP it wasn't the best but I was tired of seeing this in my drafts everytime I seeked to get closer to finishing my Yuta fic. I hope you kinda enjoyed it though? um ANYWAYS-

-🐉

[3raaaachachacha]

6.52 pm

Kim Dongyoung x female reader / 603 words / fluff / smut

Warnings: use of sex toys, swearing

Disclaimer: contains 18+ content; minors do not interact

Day thirty of kinktober -  kim dongyoung x sex toys

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Despite your boyfriend giving off sweet and shy vibes to all your friends, no one knew just how dirty he was in the bedroom. When you first started dating, you were infatuated with the idea of how loving, sweet, and caring someone could be. How finally, after years someone had so much interest and love for you. Sex for you was an important step in a relationship and once you trusted Dongyoung enough, he could have you any way he wanted. This led to him wanting to spice a few things up, which you were more than willing.

Sex with Dongyoung always left you breathless, whether it was from the way he ate you out for hours on end, or the vibrator that teased your clit all night. Tonight however, Dongyoung had a different idea. He wanted to do his best to help you relax after quitting your job. He knew how upset you were that it led to this. He just wanted to help you feel better.

"Hi baby," Dongyoung mumbled against your lips as he welcomed you into his embrace once you walked through the door, "Go have a quick shower and meet me in the bedroom."

You didn't have to be told twice. Within fifteen minutes, you were freshly showered and laying on your shared bed in nothing but a robe. Dongyoung was hovered over you in seconds, hands already discarded your robe as his fingers caressed your skin, erupting your body in a fit of goosebumps the moment they came in contact with your core.

"I've got something for you," Dongyoung whispered into your ear as he placed a pink dildo in front of you, "Suck on it."

You did just that. You took the dildo in your mouth, sucking on the tip before pushing it towards the back of your throat as you gagged around the thickness. Once satisfied, Dongyoung positioned the dildo to your folds, running it up and down before slowly inserting the toy.

Once you were adjusted to the size of the toy, you encouraged Dongyoung to move with gentle strokes, keeping the pace slow till you were begging him for more.

"Fuck," You moaned breathlessly, pushing yourself against Dongyoung's hand to gain more friction, "Fuck, it feels good, but not as good as you baby."

"Nice save," Dongyoung teased, lips attacking yours in a fiery kiss as he increased the speed of the dildo, his free hand tweaking your nipples, "Touch your clit for me baby."

Gliding your hands down your body, your fingers connected your clit, and the sudden amount of pleasure caused your body to shake. The pit of your stomach was on fire, and you knew that feeling well enough to know that your high was approaching. Dongyoung sensed that you were close, he knew you wouldn't last long with all your pent-up frustration, but with the pitch of your moans as well as the way your walls hugged the toy, this only encouraged him to go faster to let you cum.

Within seconds your body was shaking, free hand gripping onto Dongyoung as you pulled him into a messy kiss, his body trapped against yours as you rode out your high. As he removed the toy to inspect the mess you made, you pulled his hand towards you as you took the dildo in your mouth. Dongyoung groaned at the sight of you tasting yourself before dropping flat on his stomach, face hovering your pussy.

"Lay back and relax baby, tonight's all about you and getting you to cum over and over to relieve that pent up frustration you have."

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- Admin 🌶️

[writemekpop]

[5:56 AM]

wc: <0.5k, genre: suggestive, pairing: kdy x reader

Doyoung was fast asleep. He was naked - the duvet bunched around his waist, exposing his muscled back. His jet black hair was ruffled from your fingers twisting in it last night.

It was almost 6AM - time to go. Sex was fun, but that meet-the-parents-move-in-together-shit, that was not for you.

Except Doyoung wasn't like other guys. He was kind and thoughtful and not very funny, but it didn't matter because he still made you laugh. Not to mention, you finished twice last night, almost three times (so, so close).

And there was that perfectly kissable mole just below his lip...

Pull yourself together, Y/n... you thought.

You were creeping out of bed - when you heard a rustle.

Doyoung.

"comebacktobed," he mumbled, still half-asleep.

Doyoung had just one puffy eye slightly open. Usually he was icy and untouchable, but right now, with his slightly red cheeks, he was adorable.

You felt a pull in your chest you'd never felt before. Something inside you was craving his warm touch, his hands round your waist.

At the same time, you felt a twinge of fear. You barely knew this guy. If you trusted him, he could break your heart into a million pieces...

Taking a shaky breath, you climbed back into bed. You could take this one day at a time - not thinking about the future.

Doyoung wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled into your neck. Slowly, you felt your muscles relaxing as you melted into his touch.

"I don't... normally do this," you whispered, cheeks warming.  

Doyoung pressed his lips to your skin. "Shh, sleep, baby."

Wrapped up in Doyoung's warmth, let your eyelids fall shut.

(Maybe you could get used to this.)

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[blu-joons]

BEST FRIEND NCT A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Dongyoung

A ⇴ ATTENTION

Whilst he’s not one to pay a massive amount of attention to you, Dongyoung always make sure to pay enough attention so that if anything happens to you he can be right there with you in a matter of moments.

B ⇴ BICKER

When you get snappy, it usually starts as a bicker between the two of you as you start making your points and trying to shut the other person up. Most of the time it stays as just a bit of a bicker between you both, but at times your bickering can end up going a little bit further and building into more.

C ⇴ COMFORT

Whenever you’re down, Dongyoung is there for you, he never lets you get upset or irritated by yourself. Even if he’s super busy, he’ll still make the time for you as he knows from his own experience that being all alone when you’re feeling down is anything but good to try and cheer you up.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Like most friendships the two of you definitely had your moments when you’d disagree and an argument would take place, with both of you guilty of being a little bit snappy from time to time with one another. You could tell straight away whenever the other person was snapping because they were angry rather than trying to be funny, and when they did, then you usually snapped in reply too.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

From the start Dongyoung loved to tease you and mess around with you which quickly meant the two of you got along. He was much better than you were at breaking the ice and did funny thing after funny thing in an attempt to get you to like him. Luckily for Dongyoung, it paid off as you soon laughed at the funny things that he did when he was around you and start talking to him and opening up more too.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Dongyoung’s family loved to ask about you, even sometimes asking Dongyoung about you before they asked him about himself when they hadn’t heard much about you for a while from him. Most of the time he was glad his family took such an interest in you, but other times he couldn’t help but feel offended that they prioritised you over him, especially when he had good news to share with them too.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

Either the dorm or your apartment was usually where you hung out, somewhere cosy, but most importantly somewhere that was safe and pretty private. You didn’t need to do much to enjoy yourselves, most of the time just some food and a film were all that you needed to have a good time together.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of winding each other up without even meaning to, you just happened to say the wrong thing at the wrong time and get a bit of a reaction. It was something that you’d laugh about once you’d both gotten over it, but there were plenty of times when arguments were near misses for you.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

As the two of you loved to mess around together, it meant that you had plenty of inside jokes at the same time too. Your inside jokes were usually funny things that you had done together, things like saying or doing the wrong thing, usually making a situation funnier, were the most common inside jokes that you had.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

There was definitely a part of Dongyoung who was very wary of your other friends, whenever he met anyone knew, he always liked to make a bit of a point that he was your best friend and make sure they knew early on that they could only ever just be your friend.

He was very observant when it came to your other friends, if it felt like one of them was trying to overshadow Jeonghan as your best friend then he wouldn’t be afraid to stand up for himself. If someone made you laugh, then Jeonghan would do something to make you laugh more, or if someone brought you dinner, Jeonghan would buy when you hung out next time, and make it more expensive too.

K ⇴ KICKS

Dongyoung got a kick out of making you laugh, especially when you wanted to try and be stubborn and not give him a reaction. He knew exactly how to get to you and push your buttons, so even when you insisted that Dongyoung wouldn’t be able to make you laugh, nine times out of ten he’d prove you wrong.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how you were always by his side, not once could Dongyoung ever think of a time when you had let him down. He knew that if he ever needed the help of someone, he could turn to you, and you’d be right there for him. Whether it was something good or something bad, you stepped up every single time for Dongyoung and that was something that you did that he was particularly fond of.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met when you were cast on the same show, meeting on the day of shooting for the first episode. There were plenty of other idols with you too, but for some reason you were just drawn to Dongyoung, and so when you were paired with him it was even more of a bonus to help you introduce yourself.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Although he liked to be silly around most people anyway, there was a little bit extra in Dongyoung that would come out when he was around you. He completely came out of his shell when he got to be with you.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Dongyoung was obsessed with your personality, you were the exact sort of person he hoped that he would be able to call a best friend one day, finding the perfect qualities that he wanted in you as a friend.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The times that meant the most to Dongyoung were the moments when he spent time with you and the other members too. Seeing how well you got along with the boys meant a lot to Dongyoung as it usually meant that he got to have all of his favourite people in one room with him, and all smiling at the same time too.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Conversation with you was something that Dongyoung loved, and so when it felt like you were going quiet Dongyoung would try his best just to ask you about something and keep you both talking together.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

He was a massive hoarder when it came to your friendship, Dongyoung loved to hold onto the things that reminded him of you and the things that you’d done together. He always tried to buy something when you went somewhere that sold souvenirs so that he could keep them safe and remember your day.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

Your support was something that Dongyoung tried to seem unbothered by, but deep down it always meant a lot to see you there. You could tell too when he was acting as if it was no big deal, although his words said one thing, the expression that was on his face would usually tell you something completely different.

T ⇴ TRIPS

There were a few occasions when you were both lucky enough to be going to the same place for work, deciding to spend your free time together as you headed out to explore a new part of the world.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

He could never even picture someone else being his best friend, the only person that Dongyoung wanted to fill that role was you.

V ⇴ VISITS

Whenever he was able to, Dongyoung invited you to visit him at work. Whether it was with the group, variety work, or something completely different, you were the first person that he’d give an invite to.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Whilst he knew he wasn’t the best with advice, Dongyoung still tried his best to offer you some advice that you could work with.

X ⇴ XXXX

The two of you are the type of friends that are affectionate privately with one another, you don’t stand too close when you’re around others, but when you’re alone you’re much more likely to be affectionate.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his inspiration, Dongyoung was always proud of you and what you were doing.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He quite liked to stay at your place whenever the two of you hung out in the evenings. Dongyoung would often pretend to fall asleep to guilt you into letting him stay when you suggested he head back to the dorm.

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Masterlist

[lattaeyongs]

[8:28 AM] The bathroom door is slightly ajar as Doyoung peels off his shirt in preparation for his shower, revealing his naked back. Arriving from the living room, you smile softly as you approach him from behind, wrapping your arms around his waist, standing on your toes to press a kiss onto the tattoo below the nape of his neck. “If you want, you can join me,” your boyfriend suggests. You unbutton your shirt – well, Doyoung’s shirt – and let it fall to the floor; you watch how your boyfriend drinks in your bare figure. “Already one step ahead,” you smile cheeky.

[sensama24]

Kinks

Uh-oh! Looks like someone’s horny! Jkjkjkjk I was the one who wrote it so I’ll take the blame hahaha :) It’s the first nsfw post I’ve done, how exciting! Anyway these are just educated guesses on what the 127 members would be into. Have fun! ;D

(How could I not add this gif oh my lord) 

Taeil

- Temperature play

- Wax play

- Little bit of crossdressing (thigh-high socks, skirts, and panties mostly)

- Body worship

Johnny

- Teasing (he likes to have fun!)

- Daddy kink (but he won’t want to be called “daddy”, just everything else about a daddy kink lol)

- Exhibitionist (but more like fucking outside the bedroom every once in a while when nobody’s home and there’s no threat…but there could be!)

- Needs to see your face to cum

Taeyong

- Oral (giving)

- Biting/Marking

- Praise (shower him with compliments and watch him m e l t)

- Hair pulling (receiving)

- Fingering

- Dry humping

Yuta

- Experimental

- Edging (giving/receiving)

- Exhibitionist

- Omorashi

- Collars and harnesses

Doyoung

- Rope bunny/shibari (receiving/giving)

- Praise

- Phone sex

- Teeny tiny bit of spanking

Jaehyun

- Spanking

- Cowgirl

- Extended foreplay (like the foreplay is most important)

- Grabbing tits/ass (they’re squishy! :D)

Jungwoo

- Mommy kink

- Overstim (receiving)

- Squint and you might see a little bit of pegging/butt plugs haha

- Thigh riding

Mark

- Oral (receiving/giving)

- Dirty talking

- Body Worship

- Dry humping

- Mutual masturbation

Haechan

- Brat

- Overstim (receiving)

- Cum dumb

- Watersports (??? Maybe??? Don’t judge me)

- Bondage (especially handcuffs)

Again, this is subjective! Hope y’all enjoyed it though~. ;) 💜

(Good sir I am but a hole,,,I mean,,,oh goodness is it getting hot in here???)

[itsnotworkinguys]

a moment of silence

[neo-brownskinnedangels]

NCT 1994-1999: Favorite Positions

If you don’t feel comfortable with smut, do not read this! I have decided to cut off eveyone who is born later than 1999. So no Renjun and younger.

TAEIL;

— Taeil is the most Vanilla out of NCT, however that doesn’t mean he’s boring. He likes to be traditional, and loves a good Cat position. It’s similar to missionary, but believe me he can go a lot deeper than in missionary with this position. He also loved to be close to your neck where he can kiss and suck on the skin, marking you and leaving love bites and hickeys.

JOHNNY;

— Johnny has no problem picking you up and just using you like a toy. He has many different favorite positions, all of them leading to him being in control but he really enjoys the Workout Position. He enjoys bouncing you on his length like this, meeting your hips as he thrusts up into you as well.

TAEYONG;

— He’s a sucker for feeling your body rub against his in intimate moments like this. Feeling your boobs again this chest, and your thighs against his. That’s why he usually goes for the Silence position. He can hold you close and look into your eye as you guys grinding against each other. His warm breath hitting your neck as he looked up at you.

YUTA;

— It’s no secret that Yuta likes it rough, and he loves being in control. He enjoys any position where he can take you from behind. Ramming into you as he feels your ass against him and he’s in total control. Recently his favorite position has been the Downward Dog. Just the thought of holding you down, and wrapping his and gently around your neck gets him all riled up.

KUN;

— Kun enjoys dominating you, making sure that you’re under his control when it comes to the bedroom. What other position for that than, his hands down favorite position Basset/Doggystyle. He loves to pound into you from behind. Occasionally slapping your ass or pulling at your hair.

DOYOUNG;

— He enjoys the thought of dominating you from behind. However, he doesn’t want to miss the faces you make as he does so. So the perfect harmony between this would be the Cancer Position. He more enjoys a slower more tender and deep pace with this position, kissing you even deeper than his thrusts.

TEN;

— Ten loves to fuck you on different surfaces, the counter, the table, the bed, the couch. And his favorite position when fucking you somewhere other than a the bed is the Propeller position. It drives him absolutely insane to take you like this. Especially when you look back at him him as he’s thrusting into you. You don’t under what it does to him.

JAEHYUN;

— Jaehyun can never pick just one position to put you in during a session between the two of you. He’s usually a huge fan of taking you from behind, but he also really enjoys the Backstroke position. He pounds into you, lifting your legs to go even deeper into you. Once in a while groping your boobs as well. He also loved to make eye contact with you as he dicks you down.

WINWIN;

— Winwin is more of a grinder, than a thruster. But given the chance he could definitely blow your back out. Regardless, his favorite position is the Low Doggy. He’s never really this excited to be dominant until he gets you in this position. He also pulles your hair into a fist, panting and grunting into your ear.

JUNGWOO;

— Jungwoo is more of a soft dom to me. He enjo us being in control, but in a more guiding way. He enjoys showering you with kisses and treating you but still having the control. He most often uses the Boat position. He loves to thrust into you from behind, as he kissed your forehead and telling you how pretty you are and how beautiful your moans sound.

LUCAS;

— Lucas is crazy for you being on top of him, but he’s still going to dominate you. Wrapping his arms around you and thrusting up hard into you. The Watering Can position, seems to be his favorite one for that. Lucas especially loves looking up and looking at how you react to taking him like this.

MARK;

— He loves watching you work it out, bouncing yourself on him. He loves how eager you get and how fast your bouncing gets. In the Bench position, he usually finds this one to be the most entertaining and sexy to him. Usually he lets you do so the work, and just holds his hands behind his head. Other times, gripping your waist and helping to guide you down on his length.

XIAOJUN;

— Xiaojun will never say it, but I think he secretly loves when you’re in control and you’re on top. It would only make sense, since his favorite would be a good old Cowgirl. Looking up at you as you bounce on his length, he he moves hands from your waist to grope your boobs as they bounce too.

HENDERY;

— Hendery gives me speed demon vibes. I think he gets really excited, and enjoys a position that doesn’t stunt his speed in anyway. This is probably why he’d enjoy the Aquarius position. Just imagine Him ramming into you, snapping his hips against yours making you completely loose your mind.

[neo-culture-mafia]

Mafia!NCT 127 Reaction to You Coloring Their Tattoos

Hyuck + Mark in the Dream Reaction

not proofread yet

[ posted 09 / 10 / 2020 ]

Taeyong

He had no hesitation letting you color his tattoos. "Have fun, babe." He pinched your cheek and relaxed under the big tree you were both sitting under. Today was a cool and relaxing day as Taeyong had thrown all his plans away to be with you all day.

The dragon on his bicep was now stained in hues of purple and green with accents of neon yellow creeping up his shoulder. "So, besides today, how have you been lately?" His gaze swayed from you to the inside of his eyelids as he was drifting to sleep slowly. "Okay, I suppose. Work is annoying." You laughed and his heart twinged with love. "My students are definitely taking advantage of the wedding to slack off with their work." You chuckled and Taeyong took notice of the cool metal ring that laid on your left hand. It had never looked more magical than right now. The wedding was a fairytale story to think about in another time and place. It was the talk of the town. There wasn’t a reason the students shouldn’t be talking about it.

"They're kids. They're going to goof off for a while." He laughed and looked down at his arm. The color stuck inside the lines and stained your hands wildly. Your yawn brought his attentive eyes to your sleepy frame. "Tired, already?" He laughed as you could only shrug with a sheepish grin stuck on your face.

"Come here. Let's just rest for a little bit then." He pushed the markers into the grass and his arm wrapped itself around your waist as he pulled you down and into his side. You couldn't fight it as your ear was filled with the sound of his mellowing heartbeat. His fingers danced in your hair and danced along the curves of your cheekbones till he knew you were fast asleep.

He stayed awake just looking at your angelic features as the sight of his multi-colored arm shifted his focus. It was so meaningless to you but he loved it as he knew that it came from your heart and mind.

It was you-- perfect.

Taeil

"If I have to sit through one more of these stupid underboss meetings then I swear I'm going to go ballistic-" Taeil cut you off with a laugh. "I don't want caviar and fancy fish with wine! I want chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs with a coke!" You whined as he walked in the bedroom, one hand shoving the dress shirt underneath the hem of his dress pants.

"I know, cutie. Just a couple more meetings this week then I promise I'll take a week off and we can go and take a vacation." He pulled your hands and guided you to the bathroom where an elegant dress hung on the hooks of the door. Matching with Taeil was something you looked forward to with events like these. Yet, the event itself was throwing you off.

You got dressed and stared at yourself in the mirror. The thin red spaghetti straps danced on your shoulders as it contrasted with your dark black tattoos. The heels were uncomfortable as they carried you through the door and to the base meeting house.

You sat between Taeil and Johnny who decided to come alone and without his wife. 'lucky bitch' you thought. Taeil's hand protectively gripped the inside of your thigh. The stares of the foreign feeling underbosses littered across the room. Their aura made a shiver go down your spine as Taeil read out the news from Neo Culture's territory.

Your hand rested on top of his as your thoughts drowned out your husband's usually sweet voice. You traced the tattoos on his hand lightly with your finger. You grabbed an extra pen from Johnny's seat place and started to add onto Taeil's tattoos. The red and blue inks clashed with each other even though they laid right by one another.

Taeil gripped your wrist harshly to get you to stop but the spiteful feeling sparked in your head. You grabbed his hand with your other hand and forced it on your lap. You continued drawing and coloring the shapes and words with a vengeful attitude coursing through your veins.

A break was reached and all the underbosses were dismissed from the meeting room to the dining room where food was going to be served. Yet, once the room was cleared he grabbed your wrists once more. "What the hell are you doing?"

You automatically started to pout as you deemed that this wasn't fun anymore. "I was just trying to get your attention." You mumbled as you got up and walked out of the big wooden doors. Taeil sighed and took a deep breath. He looked down to see hearts of blue and red around your initials he had tattooed on his thumb. Tiny cartoon characters danced across his hand and he realized he was overreacting.

He got up to go after you and caught you walking slowly to the dining room. He came up behind you and slipped a hand on your lower hip. "I'm sorry, baby." Taeil sighed and kissed your cheek warmly.

You shook your head and leaned into him. "No, I shouldn't have kept going when you said to stop. I'm sorry." You confided as you both turned into the room where everyone was already seated. "Here, how about this," he whispered. "Eat a little bit of food then me and you can go out for burgers after everyone leaves." He said and the look on your face gave him the energy to get through the next hour and a half.

"Really?" You asked and he nodded. You grabbed his face and gently kissed his cheek. "Now you have my seal of approval." You laughed as you rubbed the faint mark of lipstick off of his face.

You sat down ready to shove down the nasty fish eggs and wine that was about to be served.

Johnny

Nobody understood how Johnny got you to be his wife. Everyone thought that the differences would've drowned out the connection. Yet, anybody who doubted was silenced when they spent an hour with you both. The strongness of Johnny seemed minimalized whenever you walked into the room. It was quite magical.

You and Johnny sat on the 127 squad jet, bound towards New York where you both would be staying for 3 months for protection. The family was threatened with the wives and partners coming under the harshest threats.

Johnny took you and didn't look back. You were working an 18-hour shift at the hospital and he came with no warning. Just grabbed you and left.

Jaehyun and his wife were on the way to Connecticut while Mark and his girlfriend were on their way to New York too. Johnny, Mark, and Jaehyun were to meet in New York in their respective spaces to set out a plan of action. After that, Mark would spend a month in New York, then go up to Toronto, spending his last months in Vancouver. Johnny is splitting the trip up into half in New York, the rest in Chicago. Jaehyun was taking his chances by staying in Connecticut. Yet, he said he wouldn't hesitate running West if needed.set out a plan of action. The sudden news threw you off guard.

You sat with Johnny in the back of the plane in dead silence. "I'm scared." You admitted. "Why?" He asked as he turned his phone off and threw it on the table in front of both of you.

You curled up on the couch next to him, latching onto his arm protectively.  "Nothing is going to happen, sweetie." He came up to twirl your hair calmly as your heart started to race more. It was too quiet.

"Here, let's find something to do." He sighed and stood up, rummaging through the closets and storage of the plane. In a moment he returned with a pack of markers. "No paper." He frowned and sat back down with a tired sigh.

You reached forward to bring the thin cardboard box into your hands. You felt his hand rest on the small of your back as you pulled the markers out and twirled them in-between your fingers.

You looked to him to see his head leaned back and eyes shut. You grabbed his suit jacket and tugged. His head snapped up and it took him a minute to understand what you were getting at. "Oh." He sighed and shook the material off of his torso.

A simple t-shirt had been hidden underneath his blazer as you laid your eyes on his tattoos. He didn't have any hesitation as he rolled up his already short sleeves and got comfortable.

He was preoccupied with his phone as you hummed to yourself. You traced the sunflower in green and made tie-dye art on his forearms. Johnny was content with the silence and the fact he knew that you were okay and occupied.

"Wanna listen to some music, babe?" He asked as he opened his music app. "Duh." He clicked the playlist you had made for him and laughed as he watched you sing terribly into the marker. He studied your figure and facial expressions as you got caught up in coloring again. "This dragon is now going to have whiskers." You nodded but stopped quickly. "Or a mustache?" You looked at Johnny and he shrugged. "He'd look cute with some whiskers." You took the idea and plopped whiskers on the face of the dragon.

An associate who tagged along for the trip came into the back room with refreshments for the two of you. You both gladly accepted and were left alone again. "Gummy bears?" These are perfect. He threw the package at you but it went untouched as you kept drawing.

He could only laugh to himself as he opened the package for you and pulled a singular bear out. Johnny held it to your lips and was happy to you take it without much thought. You finally were happy with your artistic decisions and showed Johnny the finished piece.

"It's so nice, y/n!" He smiled and it felt like your brain was mush. You sat next to him with a content smile and a small yawn.

"Tired already?" at which you could only shrug as a response. "Then let's just watch some videos and relax." He kicked his feet up and pulled you so you were on his lap.

Johnny's phone played random videos as you latched onto him and went to sleep. He took some photos to set as his wallpaper and ultimately decided to join you in a nice nap.

(rrruuudddeee)

~~~

Yuta

"Yuta!" You called as you stepped into the large house. "I believe he's in the gazebo or his office, Miss." One of the worked associates greeted you at the front door. He grabbed the bags from your arms as you bowed politely. "Thank you so much." You were off towards the back of the house to find your husband.

"Yuta-!" You called as you rounded the corner of the house and into the back yard. The gazebo that laid just beyond the wood bridge that sat above the koi fish river-- was empty. You stopped and stared for a moment. You were sure that this is where he'd be.

"Up here, my love." A voice made you jump as you looked up to see Yuta at his office balcony. "Oh. Hi!" You waved as his eyes squinted in a smile. "How was your day out?" He asked as he brought his teacup up to his lips. "It was wonderful! I have something to show you!" You called and held up a small shopping bag in your hand. "I'll be right up!" You raced back into the house and up the stairs to where he already stood waiting for you in the doorway to his office.

"What's so amazing that you found today?" His eyebrow raised and you opened the bag quickly. "But first-" He interrupted you as he grabbed your face gently and gave you a passionate kiss. "What's this for?" You asked as he continued to stare at your face lovingly. "Just happy to see you is all." He smiled as his hands found their way into his pockets.

"Now, show me." He motioned to one of your hands that was stuck in the bag you held. You were brought back to reality and pulled the plastic package out of the bag.

"...Markers?" He asked and his tone of voice made you laugh. "Not just any markers. They're tattoo markers. They're safe for the skin." You corrected him and he rolled his eyes. "You're still on this?" Yuta asked with an amused expression. "Of course I am! This was the deal." You said shoving them into his hands so he could inspect the box.

He read the back and he had to admit...you were right.

"You said I could color your tattoos IF I found tattoo markers. Safe for the skin and everything!" He knew you did it...and that he had to hold up his part of the deal. "Okay fine." He sighed as he handed the package back. "Yay! Thank you!" You jumped and laid a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"We can do it later before dinner." He agreed and watched you skip happily down the hall.

---- "Finally! You take forever." You sighed as you moved your sunglasses up your nose. The grass tickled your bare legs as Yuta sat next to you. "I couldn't help it. Taeyong didn't want to hang up the phone." You stood on your knees and moved behind Yuta. Your hands gently rubbed his shoulders as his head fell in an exasperated manner.

"I hate to burst your bubble, Yuta. But, I called you out here for the deal. Not a massage." He whined as he flopped down on the grass, his t-shirt lifting on his back. His head rested on his folded arms as you silently cheered.

"If this stains, I will make sure to throw out all color in your life. Your life will be a dull kaleidoscope-" "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, you big baby." You laughed and opened your pouch full of the tattoo markers.

You lifted the back of his shirt more till the full picture was revealed. A full mural was printed on his back with black ink that curved and straightened out into different objects. A dragon with demons following was the full picture...a dark reality...that you were going to make colorful.

You sat on his lower back and got to work filling in the different parts of the dragon. Every once in awhile he would spasm and try to make you mess-up. Yet, with a tug on his hair, he would become limp and obedient again.

"I'm almost done." Was the phrase that almost made him weep with joy. "Finally." He let it slip and he felt a tug on his hair again. "Ow." He rubbed his head. He could feel you draw and move the felt-tipped weapons on his back.

"Finished." You cheered and grabbed his phone to take a picture. You showed it to him and ombre scaled decorated the dragon with the demon's faces were colored red and blue. It looked nice. He saw a couple of smiley faces hidden in there and felt like everything looked complete.

"Okay, my turn now!" He yelled and grabbed your arm. He pulled you to the ground and grabbed the black marker that was in your hand. "Yuta, no." You tried fighting him. "This wasn't apart of the deal." You thrashed but he pinned you under his body weight. "Excuse me? Sorry, I don't speak Japanese." His Korean rambled off quickly from his tongue. You decided to just deal with it as he took his time drawing a mustache on your face along with random doodles he could think of.

He finally stopped his antics and took a picture with his phone to look at afterward. "You look so cute, look!" He pulled up the picture and shoved it in your face. "I look gross man!" You ridiculed but he wrapped you up in his arms quickly,

"My gross man."

Doyoung

"I thought they were going to be here already." You whined as your head hit the wall behind you. "Oh, can you stop whining for once?" He groaned as he took off his bulletproof vest. The air seemed to be getting thinner as the seconds ticked past. He stretched his legs out so they touched the opposite wall of the tiny bank vault. The velvet flooring seemed sticky as it felt like your chest was getting heavier.

You stood up and went to the closed door. Kicking and banging seemed like the only viable option. You pounded and kicked as hard and as much as you could with no luck. Tears stained your eyes as you turned around to look for another option out of here. "It's getting smaller." You whispered and Doyoung took the opportunity. "You're right, y/n. I can feel the walls pushing in!" He yelled and started to thrash and roll around on the ground. You could swear that the walls were shrinking and coming closer together. You dropped to the floor with your hands over your head, ready to be crushed by the vault walls.

Doyoung was pissed and vengeful in the beginning but now he just felt bad. You sat there silently crying as you rocked yourself back and forth. Doyoung sat opposite of you and just stared, waiting for you to snap out of it, yet, there was no hope as he watched you bring your legs closer to your chest.

He pushed your shoulder and you backed away from him quickly. "Calm down. You're wasting our air." He deadpanned. You could only nod and wipe the tears away from your eyes.

"Wanna play tic-tac-toe?" He asked and you looked around, surprised he was asking in a moment like this. "Um-" He didn't wait for an answer and grabbed your legs-- pulling you closer to where he sat.

Doyoung reached into your vest you were wearing and pulled an assortment of permanent markers out. You wiped the rest of your tears and grabbed the orange marker out of his hand. He lifted the sleeve of his long shirt and created the grid in black ink. "Wanna go first?" He asked and you took the opportunity to land an 'X' in the grid.

He followed soon after you and in no time-- he won.

Another game and another and another till no space was left. An hour had passed and you were still stuck in the bank vault.

"Fine. You win this tournament. But, I know I'll win next time." Doyoung said laying back and closing his eyes. The sweat from his bangs dripped down the side of his face.

The bottom of his shirt lifted and you could see the familiar black ink on his side. "Stop staring at me like that, pervert. I have rights." He pulled his shirt down and you let a laugh rip through your chest.

"Chill. I was just looking at your tattoo." You said and he shrugged. "What about 'em?" He asked as his eyes closed once more. "Nothing. Just looking," you sighed, "I wanted to be a tattoo artist before all of this." You motioned around the velvet interior. One eye peeked open and he looked suspiciously at your figure. "Are you any good?"

You stood on your knees and lifted your shirt so he could see the piece you were in the middle of finishing. Dragon and koi fish laid on your ribs in red ink.

"Woah." He lifted himself closer and gently touched the healing ink. "You did this yourself?" You nodded as he inspected it for a good minute.

"Give me one!" He said and shoved the red sharpie in your hand. He didn't give you time before laying on his side in a straight line. He lifted the side of his shirt and waited patiently.

You shrugged, finding nothing else better to do. He already had black ink staining his skin so you decided to add on. It was another simple dragon but it fit his character and personality perfectly.

Time seemed to slow as he tried to take a sneak peek of the masterpiece you were currently working on. He planned to take a picture later and get it done, yet, it would have to be in secret.

All of a sudden, the door popped open and cool air filled the small compartment. "Welcome back to Earth." Chenle greeted. You capped the marker and grabbed your vest as quickly as Doyoung.

You both high-tailed it out of the bank and into the street where the van was waiting with open doors. Doyoung and you jumped and rolled onto the back-ground of the van and the door was slammed shut by Jaehyun.

"Sorry about that. Jungwoo spilled Sprite on the control panel." Jaehyun explained and a guilty-looking Jungwoo sat in the passenger seat, not making eye contact.

"Woah. You got a new tattoo?" Jaehyun lifted Doyoung's shirt up more to see the red dragon you had drawn.

"Eventually."

(tf is this?? i’m not even correlating the gif with the story...because what in the actual fuck is THIS????)

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Jaehyun

He was a very demanding man with particular tastes. You sat by yourself in your underground shop when a swarm of men came in all at once. They lead the way for a man in a sharp business suit.

I'm about to get shut down...aren't I?

He looked at you for a moment before looking around and coming towards you. "Are you the shop owner?" His voice was smooth with undertones of threatening. "Depends on who's asking," I answered honestly, "If it's for ink work or compliments: me. If you have any problems then I'll turn you over to my manager, Lucifer." You wiped down the glass counter in front of you. His chuckle rang sliced through the thick tension.

"Lucifer." You sang and made kissy noises. A long black haired cat hopped onto the glass counter next to you, hissing at the men and laying on its back. His back stretched as his paws grew long and pointy nails only for a moment. "Oh be nice, Luci." You called and picked the cat up in your arms.

"So how can we help you today?" You smiled and the man looked at you and sighed. "This will do." He called over his shoulder and you heard a bang of your shop door. Men walked around you to your workroom and began going through your papers. "Do you have any affiliations with any gangs in the local or surrounding areas?" The man asked as you dropped the cat onto the glass.

"No." You blurted and it was met with a smile. "Well, you have caught the interest of Neo Culture-" "Oh hell no." You shook your head and came around the counter. You pointed towards the staircase that was capped with the 'exit' door. "Leave." You demanded, yet, he stood still.

"I don't think you understand how this works." His smile made you shiver. "You were picked. You can't just...refuse." He motioned to the room. "You are on Neo Culture property and territory. You will work for us in exchange for a pretty...hefty amount of cash-" "And a bullet in my head if another gang comes by?" You questioned with your arms crossed over your chest. "Well, you don't need to worry about that till they show up...do you?" His reasoning made you angry.

"I just want a simple fill-in today. And if you do well, then you'll be taken care of." He went into his coat pocket and pulled out a stack of paper. "Rent, bills, groceries, and spending money. Not to mention guaranteed protection from the most feared crime family in the Asiatic continent." He smiled as he handed over the piece of paper.

You looked at it and it was of a dragon that needed to be shaded and filled in. You knew that you needed to do this...or say bye-bye to your shop and dreams.

You sighed and looked at Lucifer who sat grooming himself.

"It's all clear, sir." One of the men popped his head out of the back curtain. The man smiled at you and stuck out his hand. "Do we have a deal?" He asked and you regretted the decision as you felt your hand reach itself out in front of you. "Deal." You sighed and you lead him back to the workroom.

He made himself comfortable as he draped his jacket across the waiting chair and unbuttoned the bottom of his shirt. He lifted his business shirt until a blank tattoo was shown on the front section of his ribs.

You got yourself ready off of what the paper described. Black and red shading with a black streak thrown across the dragon's eyes. 1-2-7 was bent across the dragon's stomach as 5 stars surrounded the head of the dragon mimicking a crown.

"Lucifer. Out." You called and the cat meow'd before walking out of the curtain. "Want to listen to music while I work?" You asked and he shook his head 'no' as he preoccupied himself on his phone.

You worked quickly and efficiently as he didn't dare look at your work.

2 hours went by and you were done. "Finished." You said standing up and disposing of the used needles. He stood up and looked into the body-length mirror on the other side of the room. "Woah." Was all you heard.

"This is good work." He said and you awkwardly smiled while coming closer to him with saniderm and healing gel. "Take off the saniderm underwater, so I suggest a shower and apply the gel gently. Change the saniderm at the same time tomorrow then after that you can wait up to 6 days after to change." You explained as you rubbed the gel on the tattoo and stuck a big square of saniderm on his torso.

"Why, thank you,-" "y/n." You cut him off and you could see him smile as you turned away.

"Nice name." He smiled, "Thanks...I guess." You shrugged. "Well, some other members will be in for some days to come. Money has already been left under your counter." He redressed as you cleaned up your station.

"I hope to see you soon, y/n." He smiled and walked off in an eerie aura. You heard your shop door open and close.

You rested your hands on your counter and let a huge sigh escape your chest. Meow.

You looked over to see Lucifer peeking his head in.

"I know. He was really weird."

(back tf up?? in the middle of a pandemic??)

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Jungwoo

"Stop running away from me you tree!" You leaped from the couch and onto your boyfriend's back. "No! You'll never catch me!" He tried to shake you off of him, yet, you latched onto him as tight as you could.

"Damn your koala grip." He tried to swing his body around and throw you to the ground. Your hands went to cover his eyes as you began to panic. "Quit moving so fast!" You pleaded and he stopped abruptly. You scrambled off of his back and just sat with your legs outstretched on the floor.

You looked up at him with a look that could kill. "Just let me have fun." You pushed yourself off the floor and pointed a finger in his face. "You can. Just not on me." He moved your hand away from his face.

You groaned and sat on the couch in a huff. "You're no fun, Woo." You muttered and he couldn't help but smile at your pouty nature.

"Sure. Whatever you say, cutie." He said excusing himself down the hall. You heard the door to the bedroom close and you were left alone. You were going to color those damn tattoos even if it killed you. You turned on the TV and watched some shows. 40 minutes had passed and you knew that Jungwoo had to be asleep.

You snuck to the closet by the kitchen and threw the door open to find the bucket of markers. You grabbed your favorite out of the selection and were off down the hall.

The door was silent as you swung it open quickly. Jungwoo laid passed out on top of the sheets. His arms were folded underneath his head as you watched his chest rise and fall slowly...in a serene manner...but it was too calm. Chaos and fun were needed.

Tip-toeing was your best option as you swiftly made yourself over. You watched his eyes roam the inside of his eyelids as you realized he was completely knocked out.

You crawled on your space of the bed and uncapped the marker with a slight struggle. The pop made Jungwoo's eyelids squeeze and release quickly.

Your heart was filled with a mischievous attitude as you softly traced along the stars that were placed on his inner bicep. Pinks and oranges were plopped onto his skin as he laid unconscious.

A couple of cartoon characters and messages later you were bored. "Guess you are right. I really do have the mind of a goldfish." You mused quietly as you closed the marker and shoved them off the bed.

You laid across Jungwoo's torso and rolled onto him so he could wake-up. "It's like watching a toddler, I swear." He groaned as he grabbed you and didn't let go.

"I could've sworn that coloring would've kept you busy for at least an hour." He sighed and you just looked at him as if he had grown 5 heads. "I'm not stupid, y/n. Don't look at me like that." Jungwoo laughed and pinched your cheek.

He held onto your waist with one arm as he examined what you had drawn on the other. "Awe they're so cute." He mused and you looked at your work once more.

"Can I get a tattoo?" You asked and he only looked at you. "Do what you feel is right, but please...please think it through." He sighed and held onto you with both hands.

"Deal."

(ooo...fluffy looking jungwoo)