#kim jungwoo scenarios

[peanutpinet]

Protection - Mafia! Jungwoo x fem reader

A/N: yes, this is another mafia NCT, this time, for a member that I rarely ever did but because my lovely friend @mymoodwriting is a fan of Jungwoo and she has always give in to writing for me, I want to do something for her and her bias. Hope you like it, Lin :)

Also, to the one that requested Jaemin, that is my next to-do and I already have a bit of a plot in mind. Minor spoiler in this one. Oh and you don't have to read Jeno, Haechan, or Taeyong's one to understand this but if you want to, I'll link it right below

Synopsis: NCT was developing a new technology to help them expand more and help them to always be one step ahead of their enemy

Warnings: mafia activities, a bit of cursing, slight angst, torture\

Taeyong's story: here

Jeno's story: here

Haechan's story: here

A smile could hide so many things that a person is feeling or doing. Whether it is their feelings or true identity. But Jungwoo learned to use his smile to not only protect his personal feelings but to also hide his true identity.

To his neighbours, Jungwoo was just a smart young man who was working in one of the best tech companies in the country, Neo-Tech. When in reality, Jungwoo co-owns the tech company along with Lee Taeyong, the leader of NCT, an infamous mafia in South Korea that has members from different parts of the world and has worldwide connections.

The only thing that people didn’t know was the core NCT members. While everyone knew the core leaders, Lee Taeyong, Mark Lee, and Qian Kun. There were many other core members under the leaders who were not made known to the world and oftentimes were just blending among the regular people. One of which was Jungwoo.

Walking into the tall building, Jungwoo greeted every single worker, from the security, the administration, to even the cleaning services of the building; all with a smile. Despite his tall, slightly unreachable figure, Jungwoo tries to be kind to everyone. Jungwoo would help the old lady from finance bring her paperwork, hold the door to the content team who were bringing big and heavy filming equipment to help his coworker’s work even if it wasn’t what he did.

Arriving at his desk, Jungwoo took his regular working laptop and got to work which was helping the HR filter out some candidates for an internship to be working under Jungwoo. Hours went by and Jungwoo started to get a bit hungry so he ordered some food while going to the breakroom to get coffee when he saw Taeyong and his personal assistant, Doyoung walking pass the breakroom. Stopping when he noticed Jungwoo gossipping with one of his coworkers.

“Ehem” Taeyong coughed, grabbing both Jungwoo and his coworker’s attention. “My office, now, Jungwoo” Taeyong stated, leaving his office but Jungwoo caught Doyoung eyeing and signalling him to come asap

“Sorry, I have to go. Boss is calling. But I hope that your operation will go well, Ms Choi” Jungwoo replied, throwing the paper cup into the trash as he went back to his desk to grab the necessary paperwork and laptop to Taeyong’s office, not forgetting to lock the door and closing the blinds

“You wanted to see me, boss” Jungwoo joked, acting as if he was a new worker in the company

“Drop the act, Jungwoo” Taeyong stated, unamused

“Geez, would it kill you to just live a little?” Jungwoo shrugged, sitting across Taeyong while Doyoung stood next to him. “Also, since when do you follow TY around?” Jungwoo asked, looking at Doyoung

“I’m part of the HR team here and his personal assistant regarding other business” Doyoung replied, rolling his eyes at the younger one

“Still. You follow him around like a pet” Jungwoo commented, annoying Doyoung that he almost strangled Jungwoo

“Enough. I can’t believe the younger ones are more easier to tame than you both” Taeyong reminded, making the two younger members stop

“So, what is it that you need from me? Broken weapons? Need an upgrade for your vehicle?” Jungwoo asked, crossing his leg over the other one

“Doyoung” Taeyong commanded and Doyoung took his tab out that showed a resume of a young college girl, placing it right in front of Jungwoo

“A college student?” Jungwoo questioned, swiping the tab to read more of the girl. “Holy. She’s from Korea Advanced Institute of Science & Technology (KAIST)?! Top of her class?! Researched about the potential worldwide satellite tracker?!” Jungwoo gasped

“She’s applying for internship here and will be directly under you. I want you to get close and work together to figure out that worldwide satellite tracker” Taeyong stated, making Jungwoo stopped scrolling

“You mean, you actually want me and this girl to upgrade our current satellite tracker to be able to be used worldwide?! Hyung, I’ve been researching and doing trials here and there for the past few months. I—” Jungwoo complained but Taeyong stopped him

“Don’t underestimate the girl, Jungwoo. I didn’t underestimate you when you first join us. When your college “friends” betrayed you and used your findings against you” Taeyong stated, standing up from his chair and swiped the tab once again

“She’s won multiple science fair since junior high. Always at the top of her class when it comes to anything science or maths related subject. Always receive scholarships since high school up till university. Her research on the worldwide satellite tracker won multiple attention from many other scientists. Even the US government wanted her knowledge. But of course, our government made a deal with us and it would benefit us greatly if you both actually managed to complete that tracker” Taeyong explained. “I don’t need you both to finish it that quickly but I need you to get as many information from her to upgrade our current tracker. She’s only going to be interning with us for only 6 months. Make them count” Taeyong added, placing a handful of the intern’s research in front of Jungwoo right as there was a knock to the door

“Come in” Taeyong mentioned. “Sorry to disturb you sir, the intern is here” the building’s security mentioned. “Right, bring her in, thank you” Taeyong mentioned and the security opened the door wider to reveal the new intern

“H-hi” the intern stuttered, clearly nervous when entering the boss’ room

“Hi. Don’t be nervous. Come, take a seat. That’s Jungwoo, by the way. He’s going to be your supervisor throughout your internship” Taeyong greeted the new intern

“H-hi. I’m (y/n). Please to meet you” the intern bowed at the older men before taking her seat right beside Jungwoo

“Hi. I’m Jungwoo. Welcome aboard! I promise you that you’ll learn lots of things and there won’t ever be a dull day with me around” Jungwoo exclaimed, taking in on (y/n)’s feature

“Oh, is that my research on the worldwide satellite tracker?” (y/n) questioned, looking at the paper on Taeyong’s table

“Right. I was just telling Jungwoo that you were also researching about that tracker. Jungwoo himself has been trying different things and I believe that with you onboard, it would help him a lot. You don’t have to finish it by the end of your internship. But if Jungwoo does manage to finish it with your help, there’ll be a big bonus for both of you” Taeyong explained

“I’ve never actually tried it myself since you know, I don’t have the equipment” (y/n) mentioned

“Then this is the perfect time for us to try it together. We have the equipment and you have the brains!” Jungwoo exclaimed, making (y/n) chuckle. “Yes, we can”

“Well, looks like the two of you are getting along. I trust Jungwoo will teach you around. Also, we don’t to overtime unless there’s a launching event but you don’t have to worry about that because we’ll compensate you for it. If Jungwoo gets a bit too much, feel free to tell Doyoung here. He’s the main HR of the company and my personal assistant” Taeyong explained

“Got it, boss!” (y/n) exclaimed back. “Here’s your laptop and welcome goodie bag. Jungwoo will show you around before actually giving you your tasks” Taeyong mentioned, taking out a laptop and goodie bag, handing it to (y/n)

“Oh?! Thank you!” (y/n) thanked Taeyong. “Here, let me help you. Let’s go, shall we?” Jungwoo offered, taking (y/n)’s laptop and standing up from his seat

Right before both Jungwoo and (y/n) leave, Taeyong called out to Jungwoo. “Jungwoo. Think about it” Taeyong reminded the younger one as Jungwoo and (y/n) left

Jungwoo’s POV After the little meeting with Taeyong, I helped (y/n) take some of her things to her new table which was right beside mine. Introducing her to the rest of the team before bringing her around the office for a mini office tour.

We started off with the regular floor which is where everyone does their work, a mini breakroom to make coffee or heat up some food or drinks. I then directed her towards our pantry where people can come to cook, have breakfast because as cold as Taeyong looks, he’s pretty considerate and provide different kinds of food, beverages, and snacks for everyone.

“Can we really take any of these food and drinks?” (y/n) asked

“Of course. I know Taeyong might look intimidating but he’s a very considerate boss. He pays us all well. He doesn’t push us. He would oftentime be hands on in some of the work, especially when it’s a busy week like launching a new product. You have nothing to worry about when Taeyong is the boss. Well, as long as you don’t get on his bad side” I joked

We then went to the floor where we do product testing where everyone run tests on the products, tries it, making revisions on the spot and even taking product pictures and video shots.

“So, this is where we do all our testing. We have 2 floors for testing. Well, we mainly use this floor for testing and the other floor is more so for product shots and videos. Sometimes with models as well” I explained

“Jungwoo, I need your help because Hae— is this the new intern?” I heard Jaehyun calling out to me

“Yeah, meet (y/n), the new intern. She’s directly under me. (y/n) meet…” I introduced (y/n) but apparently it seems that she knows Jaehyun first

“Jung Jaehyun, right? I’ve seen you model for Prada. Your last drama series was also amazing! I can’t believe that I get to see you. In real life!” (y/n) exclaimed, making Jaehyun’s ears turn bright red. “Thank you for the compliment, it’s always a pleasure to meet a fan. I hope Jungwoo hasn’t been too much for you” Jaehyun replied

“I’m right here?! What were you saying again, hyung?” I asked

“We can talk later, Jungwoo” Jaehyun brushed me off. “So, (y/n), I heard that you did research regarding the worldwide satellite tracker?” Jaehyun asked (y/n)

“Yeap. It was just a theory. But Taeyong boss said that me and Jungwoo oppa might be able to test the theory out!” (y/n) explained, her energy was very cheerful despite being at the office this early in the morning

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out. I read your research paper and let me tell you, you’re definitely smarter than Jungwoo” Jaehyun half-whispered. “I heard you, hyung!” I scoffed whereas (y/n) just giggled

“A-are you a fan of all these science things? Sorry, I didn’t mean to just, you seem quite different from your on-screen persona” (y/n) asked

“No worries. I guess it’s because I’ve been a close friend of Taeyong for a long time. We go back since like senior year of high school and we’ve helped each other since. When Taeyong said that he needed my help to model his products, I was more than happy to help since Taeyong had helped me before. Plus, I used to suck with technology until this one taught me some tricks I could do with some of the products” Jaehyun explained, pointing at me

“Okay!! That’s enough backstory of you and Taeyong-hyung. Come (y/n), let’s go to the other floors and then we can start upgrading the satellite system” I mentioned, placing my hands on both of (y/n)’s shoulders, guiding her away from Jaehyun

“Don’t forget that I need to talk to you later, Jungwoo!” Jaehyun exclaimed and I waved him off

After bringing (y/n) around, it was lunchtime and I took (y/n) to our cafeteria and got her some food as we sat near the entrance since we came in a bit later than everyone else. Right as we were talking and getting to know each other, Haechan decided to come and disturb us.

“Hi. The name is Haechan. You must be the new intern” Haechan mentioned, sliding right beside (y/n) who was shocked at the sudden presence beside her

“Ya! You can’t just suddenly waltz in like that. Can’t you see we’re having lunch and how scared she is? Ignore him. He’s just a weirdo” I mentioned, reassuring (y/n) that Haechan is harmless

“I’m alright, Jungwoo-oppa, thank you. Hi! I’m (y/n), nice to meet you” (y/n) replied, taking her hand out which Haechan took to shake

“See, Jungwoo. You’re overreacting. Anyways, I’m Haechan, as I’ve mentioned. I work part-time here as the IT guy and part-time streamer. If there’s anything wrong with your laptop or anything wrong in terms of your technology, I’m the guy for it” Haechan boasted himself, making me scoff

“Thank you, Haechan. I’ll keep that in mind” (y/n) giggled

“Another thing to keep in mind is to not get on Taeyong’s bad side, you can bully Doyoung whenever you like because it’s fun. Oh and, I’m not sure if Jungwoo mentioned this to you already but do not. I repeat. Do. Not. Go to the absolutely forbidden place in this entire building. The backup backup storage room. Whether someone you know is in there and needs your help, do not go in there. Even if you have the access, you ask? Yes. Do not go in there” Haechan pointed out a piece of information that I accidentally forgot to mention

“Why? You keep dead bodies in there?” (y/n) joked, making me and Haechan look at each other

“Just don’t go in there, (y/n). You might not have access to that room but just in case if anyone who has it accidentally drops it, don’t use it to go in there. Even if there is an earthquake or whatever disaster” I mentioned, my tone was serious that it might’ve scared her a bit

“Okay. I won’t. I promise. Oh, lunchtime is over, shall we go, Jungwoo-oppa?” (y/n) asked

“Yeap. Let’s go grab some snacks from the snack bar and then start our work of the day” I exclaimed, helping (y/n) grab her tray. “See you later, Haechan” I mentioned

“Bye, hyung. Bye (y/n)!!” Haechan exclaimed

After grabbing some snacks, (y/n) and I went to one of the testing rooms to get started on our worldwide satellite tracker. I started by telling her about our current satellite tracking system which uses the current South Korean database hence we could find anyone in South Korea.

“It’s more complex when we’re talking worldwide database and we have already tried to access lots of the database from here and there but sometimes the connection would cut off” I explained, showing (y/n) the database that we had connected to the satellite

“Ahh right, I mentioned this in my thesis. I wrote that we need connectors in each continent like one in Asia, one in Europe. It acts like a phone, like our SNS in a way. You connect with one another to give and take information with each other” (y/n) explained

“Great. All we have to do is just build the connection devices, right?” I exclaimed

“Not quite. Each connection/transmitter device needs to be built with a chip that connects each of them together and activates them as a transmitter that links the data with one another” (y/n) explained. “Meaning, we need to create a chip that can be linked to our own devices so whenever our database is updated, so do the transmitters and the satellite” (y/n) added on

“Well then, what are we waiting for? Let’s get to work!” I exclaimed, smiling at (y/n) as she turned a slight pink hue

Time Skip to 5 Months Later

Throughout the past 5 months of (y/n)’s internship, we’ve gotten closer and even went to hang out with each other outside of working hours. I’ve come to know that (y/n) didn’t have the brightest childhood with her parents being harsh on her as she was their oldest daughter.

Not only that, she was always compared to her other family members who either are running a business, a doctor/lawyer, married to a rich guy and have kids already, and the list just goes on. It was heartbreaking to hear a young talented and smart girl being put down like this just because she was different from what most girls enjoy.

Plus, I also found out that her parents didn’t like her taking mechanical engineering, saying how it’s “too manly” and they even went as far as not wanting to fund her degree. But luckily enough, (y/n) was a smart and bright girl that she managed to get a fully funded scholarship from the university.

Throughout those 5 months, both (y/n) and I have slowly built all the chips that were linked to our main computer where our team would always update the database and while we haven't gotten to the exact part of building the transmitters, we have made much more progress as compared to before (y/n) joined us.

Because of this, I talked to Taeyong about potentially bringing (y/n) into our company full-time which he agreed since we were making a lot of progress because we’ve tested the chips on other devices between our internal NCT members to connect the database and it worked perfectly fine. Now the only thing left was building the transmitters; which is the easier job and then assembling everything and testing it in a larger distance. Which is the hard part.

3rd POV

But of course, building the machines wasn’t just the hard part because Haechan mentioned that there was a mole in the company who was working for one of NCT’s enemies who was also in the tech industry. While NCT wasn’t looking to sell our worldwide satellite tracking system, our enemies were and they have been eyeing (y/n) ever since her thesis on the tracking system went viral.

During lunchtime, Jungwoo was talking with (y/n) and Haechan like any other day when Kyungtae, one of their IT employees went up to their table, telling Jungwoo and Haechan that there was a bug, a virus in the company’s main computer, saying that one of the new IT guys accidentally bugged their computer which spread out through the company’s central computer.

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me. I told you that the new guy was weird. C’mon, Taeyong is gonna kill us” Haechan exclaimed

“(y/n), you’ll most probably leave early today so don’t wait on me. I’ll call a cab for you, alright?” Jungwoo mentioned, getting up along with Haechan. “Thanks for letting us know, Kyungtae” Jungwoo added, patting Kyungtae on his shoulder

“No problem, hyung” Kyungtae replied, patting Jungwoo back

“Alright. Be careful then, two of you! Hope everything will get resolved quickly” (y/n) reassured them, offering a smile as she watched the two males leave her

“You’re the new intern, (y/n), right?” Kyungtae asked, looking at (y/n)

“Yeap, that’s me. I think I’ve seen you before. You’re from IT, right? Sorry, I don’t know your name. I’m always in the lab with Jungwoo-oppa” (y/n) replied

“No worries. It’s Kyungtae. I heard that Jungwoo was going to call a cab for you, do you happen to go home alone?” Kyungtae asked

“Yeap. Typically I take public transportation but Jungwoo-oppa has been dropping me off since he found out I took public transport late at night” (y/n) replied

“Well, I can take you home, if you’d like. Jungwoo is right to take you home since it’s not really safe to be going home alone late at night” Kyungtae offered

“I’ll think about it. If I do, I’ll need to text Jungwoo-oppa first. Anyways, I think I should get back to my work. I’m finishing up my transmitters and my internship report. See you later, Kyungtae-oppa” (y/n) replied, slightly bowing before leaving the office canteen and going back to her work

Jungwoo’s POV

Haechan and I rushed to Taeyong’s office after walking past the IT section who were all in chaos trying to figure out the virus that was spreading through the computer. Knocking on Taeyong’s office door, we heard a rough sound from Taeyong, telling us to come in.

“Hyung? We heard what happened” I mentioned, coming in with Haechan

“It’s not just a regular virus. Someone breached all of our security and nearly reached the one that NCT made” Taeyong replied, showing us each security wall that was breached

“Shit. Let me check it real quick, hyung” Haechan exclaimed, going over towards Taeyong’s desk and opening the computer to review all the security walls that were broken by the virus

“Also, there’s a mole working in this company” Taeyong pointed out, making both me and Haechan look at him in shock. “Do you have any leads on who it could be?” I asked

“Someone from IT. Because the only people who would and could access anything on our database would be the IT system and engineer. But I’m 100% sure that it’s the IT because only someone that smart and knows the computer and system back and forth would be able to come here and even hack into the system” Taeyong replied

“Hyung!! We need access to the NCT system” Haechan mentioned

“Alright, let’s go there then” Taeyong replied as the 3 of us headed to the forbidden storage room where we have one of NCT’s main computers that helps power up all the tech and database for the company.

However, upon reaching and opening the door to the storage room, all three of us were shocked to see (y/n) in the room. Without even thinking, I yanked (y/n)’s wrist. Questioning her on why she was here. “What are you doing here?! Who brought you in here?! You’re going to get in trouble” I exclaimed

“What’s the difference with you?” (y/n) whispered back, making me confused

“What are you?” I asked. “You used me. All of you! You just wanted me to finish your satellite and then ditch me, weren’t you?” (y/n) confronted and that’s when I noticed all the computers behind her showing all her background information

“(y/n), let’s talk about this, alright?” I reasoned but she yanked her arm away from my grip and walked away, standing in front of Taeyong

“Are you going to do some MIB shit and wipe my memory of all of this? Or are you going to put me somewhere until you know what you want to do to me?” (y/n) asked and Taeyong let out a long harsh sigh. “You didn’t see much since the important information is completely protected by the top cyber security in the country. So, go to my office and wait until I get back” Taeyong stated and (y/n) just slightly bowed before leaving the room, leaving the three of us together

“Which one of you lost the card?” Taeyong asked right when (y/n) left and the door was locked again

“I have it with me since I was the one that opened it” Haechan replied and both him and Taeyong looked over at me

“It’s in my…” I mumbled but as I rummaged in every single one of my pockets, it was nowhere and I instantly panicked. “Shit. I, I lost it. I swear I always have it with me, hyung” I exclaimed

“Haechan, fix the virus that’s spreading in the company. I’ll find Jungwoo’s key access card” Taeyong-hyung stated, going towards one of the computers to find my card since every single one of our cards have a tracking chip on it

“My card. It’s…” I mumbled. “Moving. Someone stole your card. Recall anyone touching you near your pockets or anything? Because it’s moving fast from this building to another…” Taeyong asked as he tries to use our current satellite tracker to track my card

I tried to recall who would steal the card or who touched me, specifically my pockets throughout the day since I know for a fact that I still had my card the other day. Right as I was trying to remember, Jaehyun suddenly called us through our in-ear.

“Guys. Is (y/n) alright? I saw her going into Taeyong’s office but right when I walked past again, she was gone. I asked someone if they saw anything and one of the staff mentioned that Kyungtae was carrying her and that she was unconscious. Kyungtae said that she fainted right as he was putting some paperwork into Taeyong’s office” Jaehyun mentioned

“She was fine literally a few minutes ago” Haechan replied, finally fixing the cyber security of our company. “Hyung, you might want to check this” Haechan exclaimed and we went to his side right as Haechan opened the front security camera and saw Kyungtae putting (y/n) in a black minivan

“Jaehyun! Go with Jeno and find this van” Taeyong exclaimed, sending Jaehyun and Jeno the security footage that we just saw

“Jungwoo. Finish that global tracker. We need it. Kyungtae must know that there’s a tracker chip in that card. He’s going to eventually take that chip out. So I suggest you finish that tracker while you can” Taeyong instructed

“But hyung, the transmitters should be placed in each continent to collect the data” I debated. “We don’t need to go that far just yet. But we do need every information about (y/n) and Kyungtae. I’m sure that that won’t be so hard since it’s just an upgrade from our Korea tracker” Taeyong replied

“Alright. I’m going to grab the chips and put it in the computer” I mentioned, going out of the room to grab the chips that both me and (y/n) finished making and even testing

Back in the storage room, both Haechan and I put in the chips with the new database and started to look for (y/n) and Kyungtae through every single security camera in South Korea. Hacking into every tech device that has a built-in camera to search for their faces, what vehicles are they in, and even tracking their live location.

“Taeyong. The signal is gone. They took out the chip” Jaehyun stated. “Jungwoo” Taeyong called out to me

“We’re just about done, hyung. Our computer is using the satellite to connect with every tech devices in South Korea. There we go, they…They’re at the harbour in Busan. They’re going to make an escape to another country!” I exclaimed, immediately rushing out

“Hold on!” Taeyong exclaimed. “Haechan, I’ll have Doyoung come here and accompany you. Standby and keep us updated. Jaehyun, Jeno, go after them. Make sure they don’t escape. Go on the ship if you have to. Jungwoo, you can bring one of the chips and they’ll still be connected with the one Haechan is handling, right?” Taeyong added and I nodded

“Alright. Grab one of the chips, we’re going to sea. I’ll let Yuta, Hendery, and Johnny know that we might need their help since it’ll be on sea” Taeyong mentioned and I quickly followed him

Arriving at the Busan harbour, Jaehyun and Jeno told us that Kyungtae hasn’t left yet because according to Yuta and his Japan team, they were waiting for backup from Japan but Yuta and his team found out about it first and hijacked their ship so when Kyungtae is waiting for backup, it’ll actually be our backup.

After Taeyong instructed us on the plan, both Jaehyun and Jeno immediately confronted Kyungtae who was immediately flustered. “Better stop what you’re thinking. Even if you escape, we’ll always find you again” Jaehyun mentioned but Kyungtae just laughed

“Because you build that tracker that can track almost anyone? So what? I have the girl that can build a device to counter yours” Kyungtae exclaimed but Taeyong and I immediately came towards the other side, cornering Kyungtae

“No way we’re letting you take her with you” I exclaimed, grabbing everyone’s attention

“Right, because you need her to finish your little transmitters?” Kyungtae questioned, taking the blueprints that both (y/n) and I worked day and night to finish then ripped it in front of us right as a ship from Japan arrived

“Even if the leader of NCT himself is here, you all can’t possibly match up against a lot of people, now can you?” Kyungtae chuckled as he took an unconscious (y/n) out of his car, making sure to hold a knife right by her neck, just to make sure that we wouldn’t do anything

But right as Kyungtae thought that it was his backup that came, Yuta held a gun right behind Kyungtae’s head, making him shudder. “I think you want to rethink that” Yuta growled right as Jeno and Jaehyun handled Kyungtae while I took (y/n) out of Kyungtae’s grip

Jungwoo’s apartment - 9:12 pm

It’s been hours since I came back and Xiaojun and Kun took a look at (y/n), telling me that she was just asleep since Kyungtae most probably drugged her and the only injury she had were just a few bruises which Kun concluded that she got them from trying to fight off Kyungtae.

Not knowing when she’d wake up, I decided to clean up the apartment, cook some soup just in case (y/n) woke up hungry and showered. Right when I finished my shower, I heard some shuffling from (y/n)’s room and quietly opened the door to see her slowly wake up.

“Hey. Are you hungry? I made some soup” I uttered, grabbing (y/n)’s attention but she didn’t respond to me. Instead, she just scanned the room she was in. “You’re in my apartment. I brought you back here. To make sure that you’re alright. And to apologise” I added but (y/n) still didn’t respond so I just kept on going.

“I’m sorry that it might seem that I, Taeyong, and the company were using you by offering you a large amount of income. But I’m not sorry that we were the ones that took you in first. Sure, maybe during the first few weeks was just me trying to get more information out of you but after a few months, all that thought of using you was gone. I even convinced Taeyong that you should join us, permanently. We were about to break the news to you but then you went into the storage room and found some of our information” I admitted. “I know that it might feel that we, I, am betraying you because I know how much you yearned for that recognition from someone close to you and it seemed that we were using you but we’re not. And I promise you that you’ll be save under us” I added, sitting right by her feet

“It’s not like I got much of a choice, is it? Even if you guys let me off and I want to just bury everything underground, you will always be watching me and I don’t want that” (y/n) finally uttered and I instinctively grabbed her hand. “You’ll always have a choice. I promise you that. Watching over you is not because you saw something that’s supposed to be a secret but because I made it so that you’re under our protection” I replied

“I know that things might’ve gotten a bit…rough but I hope that you’ll forgive us because it’d be a bummer if we don’t get to finish that thesis of yours” I joked, making (y/n) chuckle a bit

“I get that you guys have your secrets but don’t ever do something like this to another person. Ever.” (y/n) argued and I chuckled. “Promise” I smiled at her

NCT Base - 2:17 am

“This is like the third guy that won’t admit unless Taeyong gracefully walks in and enlightens us with his presence” Haechan groaned

“What do you expect, he’s the leader after all” Jeno replied, making Haechan roll his eyes

“I expect for us to be done quicker so I can go home and cuddle” Haechan ranted. “Why don’t we just, you know, somewhat drown him but not drown him? Just make it so that he’s on the verge of not being able to breathe, you know?” Haechan added on, standing right behind Kyungtae. “I mean, you wanted to go to Japan, right? How about we help you, you know, just in case your ship drowns and you have to swim all the way to Japan?” Haechan provoked

“Lee Haechan” Taeyong scolded, making the younger one backed away. “No fun at all” Haechan scoffed

“You had your fun, remember Haechan?” Taeyong stated, making Haechan huff in annoyance

“Going to talk? Or I’ll let Jungwoo and Haechan have their way with you. Who do you work for and why do you want (y/n)?” Taeyong questioned

“You don’t know. Do you?” Kyungtae scoffed but it intrigued Taeyong

“See, I have many enemies. And many wanted (y/n) to work for them so they could have the most advanced technology. Unfortunately for you and your client, we have her first” Taeyong replied

“My client doesn’t want (y/n) to just advance their technology. There’s a specific person he’s searching for” Kyungtae stated but when Taeyong questioned him again, Kyungtae stayed silent

Taeyong looked over to Jungwoo and signalled him. Jungwoo then moved to stick some patches on the side of Kyungtae’s temple. “Wh-what are you doing?!” Kyungtae protested

“Nothing much. Be grateful that you’re going to be our first test subject” Jungwoo smiled as he turned on the machine, shocking Kyungtae’s brain, making him have an intense headache but also gathering some data

“Who is this specific person that they’re looking for? My members? Me?” Taeyong questioned again but Kyungtae refused to answer again which made Jungwoo send more shockwaves to his brain

“See, we have all night to do this and when we get tired and bored with your brain, we can have other kinds of fun. Maybe even let Haechan help you swim” Taeyong taunted

“You. You don’t understand. He’ll kill me if I admit everything to you” Kyungtae pleaded

“Could be worse. I’d have you torture first until you admit something or you wish we would’ve killed you. Now talk while I’m being patient. Who is it” Taeyong taunted

When Kyungtae didn’t let out any sound, Jungwoo was ready to fire the shockwave again until Taeyong stopped him. Telling him that Kyungtae let out a whisper. A name. A name that he hasn’t heard since the day he helped Na Jaemin. Nam Goongmin.

A/N: Yeap, that's a tiny spoiler for the next mafia story, Na Jaemin :)) Also to anyone who wants to request a fanfic while also supporting my writing, you can request it on my Fiverr. Hope you all enjoyed reading this story and I'll see y'all in the next one. Stay safe and healthy xoxo vinet

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Lipstick

Kim Jungwoo X Black.Fem Reader

Genre: Smut, 18+, Switch, Fluff, Home Coming.

Warnings: Mentions of biting, Pet names, Terms of endearment, fluff, slight aftercare, alot ov Seggs so please–

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Summary: After a long tour across the world, you boyfriend finally returns to you. You plan something special for him, and so does he!

A/n: I know, Its a really long smut. It's literally not my fault- I saw jungwoo's 2 baddies photos and deadass busted a nut. My god this man is so fine. ☠️ Anyway— 90% of it is sex and the other 10% is like story or whatever— It's really in detail and gets in there so if you don't like that, feel free to stop reading and finish another time!

Wordcount: 4.1k

Part uno: Here

Part Dos: SOON

Jungwoo was busy with the promotions lately. He hadn't been home in a while. Translating to a couple of months; seven to be exact. Even before that, he'd come visit you then eventually he would stop once he began to finish his schedules late into the night. Needless to say he was exhausted. Finally the boys would have some free time, when Jungwoo got back to Seoul he told you he'd be back to you in an hour or so. So you had planned something special for his returning to you. In all honesty you were planning this for the last couple of days, now today was the day to follow through your welcome home gift.

A soft purple set you picked up from a store you had gone to hours prior. A lacy bra, which contained such pleasing little patterns on the cups. The bra contained lacy white ripples along the underwire and another layer of lace ripples following the underband. The cups see-through while the top of cup trimmed to a cute frilly pattern. The bones of the bra white and almost mimicking a corset. Lastly the centre gore displayed a small satin bow.

A garter belt, white thigh-highs, and soft purple panties. Throw that all together and you were practically an enchantress, waiting to tempt the love of your life the moment he walks through that front door.

Jungwoo messaged you; 'Im right down the road'.

You unlock the door, before disappearing back to the bedroom. Texting Jungwoo back— Letting him know, not to be alarmed and that the door would be unlocked. Soon before you know it, the doorknob began to rumble; it twisted and opened.

The door shut, a light click sound followed soon after. That could only mean one thing; Jungwoo was now in your residence. Slow and subtle creaking followed by some footsteps and that voice you hadn't heard in what felt like ages.

"My Lovely! I'm here! I got your text, don't think I’m some random person entering”, You peak your head past the door frame. To your surprise Jungwoo's hair had been dyed jet black. He was also wearing a suit. Almost like he was dressed for the occasion, even had a bouquet of flowers with him. A large bouquet of peonies, they varied in different sizes and colors. White, light pink, magenta... all appealing colors.

Jungwoo walked out of your vision causing you to soon step beyond the door frame to follow him.

He was setting some of his belongings down next to the livingroom table, and the bouquet on the table. Immediately after, Jungwoo began shedding his suit jacket. Neatly folding it neatly, setting it to the side. The silky suit, showcasing Jungwoo's figure, casting a sexy silhouette. Especially that vest, it contoured his body, giving an idea how slim his waist was. All in all Jungwoo looked incredible and you were practically drooling at the sight. After a short while of silence, Jungwoo called out to you again. "Love? You there?"

"Hi Jungwoo", You purred to him. He smiles, hearing you sweet voice. He was digging through his bag to get something, so he had’t seen you yet.

"Hey Love! You were starting to worry me, I was...",his voice comes to a halt as his eyes land on you.

You shyly smiled at him, sitting on the arm of the couch. Crossing your legs, you were practically modeling your lingerie for him. "Y/n, Princess..Whats this? I-Is this for me?", He asked with curiosity. His face bursting out into a bright pink hue. His chocolate eyes were drinking in the sight in front of him. Jungwoo expected to see you over the moon now that he was back home to you, though to see you dressed in a lingerie- it never crossed his mind. You were so shy about your body, where did this side of you come from?

"I could ask you the same thing Mr. Kim", you pointed to his suit, making Jungwoo look down at himself before looking back at you.

"M-My suit? What about it?"

Jungwoo’s eyes couldn’t help but fall on anything else but you, stealing his attention from any and everything. It was obvious you were attempting to tease him, and needless to say it was working. It goes without saying, this man was enamoured by you.

"Nothing at all...It's just that, you look rather ravishing Jungwoo." Jungwoo's pink hue, now bleeding up to his ears. A sweet smile spread across his face as he checks you out. You stand up walking towards your boyfriend slowly removing his tie. Jungwoo looked down at you, you were so pretty he didn't know what to do. Jungwoo sighed with desire, after all you did just surprise him in a bewitching lingerie.

"What are you doing Y/n?", you remained silent catching a glance up at him. You finish removing his tie from his neck. Your hands run along the back of Jungwoo's neck, then over his adam's apple and under his chin. His eyes close as you caress his neck, enjoying your little touches. It feels like its been years...

Now with your boyfriend's necktie in your hands you make a bee-line towards your bedroom. "W-Wait, you're just going to tease me?" Only to be ambushed, then pushed onto the bed. "Princess..", your beautiful boyfriend whispered. You walked to the bedroom door, closing it then locking it. "Yes?" You hummed. Now walking over to your dresser, you grab a long black cloth before turning back to Jungwoo as he was still sitting on the bed.

Gazing at how alluringly the lace hugged your curves and how the lace brushed against your toned thighs. "Hands behind your back." You ordered as you hold your boyfriend's necktie in his vision.

Jungwoo found it amusing, "Princess look, I appreciate you wearing this for me but before we continue-." You silence Jungwoo, grabbing his chin, forcing him to look up at you,"I’m not asking baby, I'm demanding." Jungwoo had something planned for you, something big, looks like he would have to wait a while. Not that he was complaining though.."Right, Yes Princess-", He said giving in.

With his hands now bound behind his back, you gently push at his shoulder causing him to stumble backwards. His silky, shinny black hair spilled and spread out along the sheets of your bed. You could tell he was starting to enjoy the little predicament he was placed in. "What are you gonna do to me? Hm?" He watches every step you take as you make your way to the dresser again. This time taking out a tube of a dark scarlet lipstick.

Slowly bending over your dresser to tease him a bit. His breath hitched, and pants tightened seeing the way your delicate flower created a print against your see-through, lace panties. The way your panties hugged your ass was nothing to be overlooked either. The color of the lace, the texture and patterns of the lace creating a beautiful masterpiece. Not to mention the beautiful contrast in the colors of your panties and dark skin tone. Your ass looked amazing, there was no denying. "Princess..Please don't be like this. Shouldn't we be celebrating?"

You ignored him, evenly spreading your liquid rouge along your lips. Placing the little tube between your breasts in case you needed to add another layer of pigment. You turned to Jungwoo who was still laying on his side, admiring you. Desperate for you to come to him so he could get a better look at you. With the other black cloth in hand you strut over to Jungwoo, straddling him. You grab his collar, forcing him to sit up straight. It surprised him, the amount of strength to pull him up with one arm. He almost thought you were furious with him. He laughs nervously,"Y-You're so strong..", he confessed.

Still silent, you begin blindfolding your boyfriend, leaving him unable to depend on his sight nor his touch. You finish then once again, letting Jungwoo out of your grip. Leaving him to fall back onto your sheets. You giggle, crawling off of him. Your delicate voice calling out to him, "Kim Jungwoo~"

Forced to use his hearing, in an attempt to follow your voice,"Yes Love?" A sudden dip in the mattress, as you sat on your bed. Hovering over him, you bring your tinted red lips to his ear.."Welcome Home baby." Jungwoo shivered at your seductive octave. Your lips lock on and attack on his neck began. Marks of lipstick left behind, leaving traces of where you were. Your boyfriend hummed with satisfaction, loving the kisses you were giving him. "Oh? You're finally talking to me now? How about you let me see you~",Jungwoo purred. Your hands exploring his clothed body, lightly tugging at his suit.

"Jungwoo, you should know..I won't give you what you want right away. Be a good boy and I might consider."

Jungwoo smiled, excitingly sighing, ”Yes princess.” Jungwoo wriggles around, his arms tugging as he was desperately trying to loosen the knots around his wrist. “Y-You know, You’re stunning like this- Whats gotten into you gorgeous?”, your boyfriend asked drunken with desire. “Nothing in particular...”, You paused, closing in on his face. You leaned in, whispering into his ear, ”It’s more like, what hasn’t been in me”, You responded, planting a kiss behind your beloved’s ear. Jungwoo purred feeling your lipstick, tainting his skin.

“Oh princess, I can help you. all you have to do is untie me love”, Your boyfriend flirted.

Causing you to giggle.. Guess you weren’t the only one who was needy. Nibbling on your lover’s ear, your slim fingers slowly but carefully unbutton Jungwoo's vest then dress shirt. He shivers feeling ice cold air brush against his skin. "All you can do is sit there and feel for me. Guessing where I might attack you from. Isn't that enough Jungwoo?" You say teasingly, painting his chest with lipstick marks.

"Ngh, Y-Yes..though I'd rather see you my Love,"He whines.

Still nipping at his skin, having a purple bruise behind to tell the story. Jungwoo breathing heavily due to little pain the bruises left behind. Hearing him plea was like feeding you energy to continue. Light giggles spill past your plump lips, "too bad.."

Your hands caressing his clothed thighs going lower even in between them. Jungwoo licks his lips, slowly grinding against your hand. You help him and press your hand against him. Jungwoo's beautiful, breathy gasps fill your bedroom. It was pretty obvious you were enjoying this. Usually Jungwoo would take the lead but now, it was safe to say that, this was a nice change in direction.

Especially having him beneath you and unable to move. Your hand comes to a stop massaging him. Your slim fingers shift in direction, up to his belt buckle. With clinking noises echoing in the room, Jungwoo lifts his hips a big letting you remove his belt. Unbuttoning his pants before lowering them a bit. You get off the bed and sink between his legs making yourself comfortable. From this angle, gazing up at him, seeing all the love bites, kiss marks, scratch marks..all of it was divine.

Your hand feeling over the large tent in your boyfriend's pants. Slipping his underwear down just a bit, letting him breathe and spring out before you. "Jungwoo, Baby? Still awake?"

"Yes, of course Love", he cheerfully called out to you. "Good."

Jungwoo smiled, "Why Love? Is something the ma-". Jungwoo's sentence cut off as his head was thrown back expressing pleasure. Your nose hitting his torso. Taking Jungwoo's length fully down your throat. Doing it without any warning, catching Jungwoo off guard. His voice, Moans echoing against the walls of your bedroom. "L-Love, Princess! You can't just suddenly-"

Without warning, once again, your tongue tracing a long stripe starting at the underside of his shaft and making your way up to his head, swirling your tongue around his tip. Bobbing your head up and down, practically swallowing his cock. Proceeding to not take your tongue off of him at all, not giving him any time at all to rest. Your lips pulling away with a kiss, a string of saliva connected you two. Jungwoo now wriggling about, his cock missing the wet warmth of your mouth.

"Fuck..Princess, Let me see you-",he cooed. Your hand slowly stroking him, "Baby, you've already asked me that already. Still so content on seeing me? Hm?", You questioned. Your thumb rubbing against his tip in a circle pattern, sending electric waves through his body. With is breath hitching,"O-Oh!",he cried,”Y-Yes but-"

"But?" ,you hummed.

You're boyfriend In a complete state of bliss. Such a pretty picture in front of you. Jungwoo's wrists bound together, chest on full display, his neck on full display as his head was thrown back. His body from the pelvic area to his face was covered in lipstick marks, love bites came into a close second. Jungwoo's face was flushed red, and his hair glued to his face by his sweat.

"h-hah...Princess, do you want me to beg?",his breath staggers hungrily.

"That would be nice" ,You agreed. You leave from between your boyfriend's legs straddling him, watching him from above.

"Yeah baby, do you think you could beg for me?" His cock brushing against your clothed pussy. Loving this unexpected side of you. His chest lowers and rises, releasing a breathy, "Yes".

"My sweet, Please Let me see you." You feel Jungwoo thrust up against you, and you pressing down on him, "A little more?" Jungwoo chuckled, "Pretty Please?" Your grinding slowed down, becoming more sensual and teasing-like as you praised him for his cute pleas. You leaned down onto Jungwoo more, your breath gently grazing your boyfriend's face.

"I'm so upset with you."

Jungwoo's grinding then stopped, hearing something he hadn't expected to hear. "Upset with me?" Suddenly your lips were pressed against Jungwoo's, silencing him. Your hands cupping his face, slowing lifting up his blindfold. His eyes opened, gazing into your beautiful brown eyes.

"Y/n? Love whats wrong." You eyesight slowly blurr.. You sniffled, falling to his chest, "I really missed you, you idiot! Leaving me here for so long." No you weren't really upset with him, more like..You were so happy you didn't know how to express your bottled up feelings.

Jungwoo chuckled, smiling softly. "I missed you too Y/n. I'm sorry I couldn't be here sooner." With your hands on either side of Jungwoo's head, keeping you up. "Hm?" ,he noticed your eyes gazing at your lips, "Will you kiss me?" Once again, sniffling. You wipe your tears before replying, "I don't know..I already gave you what you want."

"Oh really? And what was that?"

"I’m giving you the privilege to see me Jungwoo."

Jungwoo smirked, "Seriously have I has my absence had such an effect on you, that you've turned into such a teasing domineering-goddess?" Jungwoo puckers his lips up to you in a playful manner. You fight the urge to roll your eyes, finally submitting to your boyfriend. Months of you two being separated, in two separate countries, on opposite sides of the world.. to finally be able to touch him, and feel him physically it made you very happy. Your lips leave his lips, placing kisses on his cheeks, your delicate eyelashes ticking him. Jungwoo wiggling a bit from him laughing, and attempting to throw you off of him. Though, there’s a foreign feeling; a feeling on your lower leg.

"Babe? Whats in your pocket."

Jungwoo stammered cursing to himself. He'd forgotten he had got something for you, in the midst of you seducing him— forgetting the object was in his pocket.

"Um..Well, It's a little something I picked up-" He hoped you wouldn't search his pocket, though you did anyway. Taking out a silk, luxurious, little black box. It was outlined by white trim, topped off with a little white bow.

Well you'd already found it, not doubt you were going to open it. Jungwoo stared up at you, smiling, there's no better time than now. "Y/n, Love look, I know this isn't the most Ideal setting..you know me being tied up, err well, in the middle of foreplay to propose- I promise I had a whole speech written down for you..but to shorten things— Will you marry me?"

You didn't hesitate, a quick, "Yes.." Opening the tiny box, you find a beautiful diamond. The ring's metal was a sterling silver, small sapphire gemstones encrusted around the main Gem, which was shaved down to a heart. So excited, you scurried off of your boyfriend and over to your dresser. "Oh Jungwoo, I'd love to marry you!"

You removed the ring from the tiny box, and sliding it on your finger. You held your hand up to the ceiling and up to the light. Watching the sapphires blue color reflect from the gem and dance on the walls. "Wow..Its beautiful—". Your eyes catch motion in the mirror. Jungwoo's reflection, now sitting up, his wrists unbound. Realizing this, you quickly turning around. Your fiancé, playfully smirking at you. He held up the tie, waving it around.

"How'd you-"

"Tie better knots Love." Now discarding his top clothing, he makes his way off the bed and towards you. Oh...He was sure to get back at you. Now the tables have turned. Instead you were thrown onto the bed, and harshly kissed.

"Don't you think its quite fair, after you marked me up and down?"

"Don't toy with me Jungwoo—" ,you demanded as he pinned your hands to either side of your head after climbing on top of you seductively. "I want to punish you so bad you know?"

You cried, "J-Jungwoo!" feeling his teeth nip at your skin on your breasts. "But today, I'll be a good fiancé" ,Jungwoo cooed. Jungwoo settling himself between your legs, his eyes glued to your laced cunt. Pulling you to the edge of the bed by your ankles, then lacing his arms around your thighs. “Babe- what are you..”, you were interupted by his lovely voice. “You tempt me, I'm so hungry for you”.

He quickly buried his face between your thighs teasing you. Slightly breathing against your inner thighs, brushing his lips against your inner thighs. Looking up at you while teasing you. Your hand making a bee-line for Jungwoo’s head to pull him into you. Though to no avail, Jungwoo quickly released your thighs, holding your wrists in his clutches.

“Princess, why can't you behave?”, He gently laughed, ”I’m giving you what you want.” He reached for his necktie you had used prior to bound him. “You’re taking too long babe! I need you now!”, You confessed. Your fiancé reaching around you, bounding your wrists behind your back, ”I only just gotten back- My future wife is dressed up in this enchanting lingerie, and just expects me to fuck her quickly?” Now with your wrists bound behind you, pinned down my a hot and heavy body a sweet, romantic lust swirling in his irises, clouding his vision, ”I need to take my time and worship you, Let me love you down”.

Once again, Jungwoo’s face was between you thighs. Though this time, his kisses were replaced by small love bites. “Jungwoo, You’re driving me crazy!” Your hungry admission bringing delight to your future husband, ”In due time Beautiful”, he teasingly hums. Eventually giving in and granting you what you desire. Jungwoo made himself comfortable on the bed next to you. There that cheeky smile is, it was never too far away... “What are you doing?”

“Granting the first wish, Sit on my face Love”, he purred, voice sounding like silk. Your face tints, feeling sheepish because of his request. You’ve never rode your fiancé’s face before. You stutter crawling over to him" ,Jungwoo..We’ve never done this-”, You expressed.

“I know, which is why we should try now, hm?”

“But what if I suffocate you?”, you asked nervously.

Jungwoo’s temperature rises hearing that, turning him on even more. “Y/n, My Love..In all honesty, that doesn’t sound bad at all”, He confessed chuckling. He motions for you to come to him. Obeying Jungwoo, you position yourself above his face. “Are you sure about this babe?”, you asked.

“Yeah princess. I’ll tap on your thigh if I need to. I’ll be fine, here sit."

His veiny hand gripping you thighs, guiding your hips to their seat. As soon as your body connects with Jungwoo’s face, It was over. He didn’t even give you time to settle before he went to town on you. His tongue flicking your clit, and you sitting on him adding pressure.

It was alot, so naturally your response was to get up and move. It goes without saying, Jungwoo was not letting you go anywhere. Your fiancé’s grip tightening,”Wait! Jungwoo!”, You screamed his name earning a sound of delight from him. His hums sending spine-tingling vibrations through you from your wet core. Begging for something to grip and hold onto, losing your balance—

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm over past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo switches strategies, this time now pressing his soaked muscle into you. His hands pulling you down in a rhythmic pattern causing you to ride his face. Your heavenly sounds satisfying Jungwoo, giving him courage to take it a step further. Extending his arm a bit past your thigh, giving his hands access to your core.

Jungwoo’s fingers pinching, pressing, twisting your clit. You didn’t realize how many times your fiancé’s name fell out of your mouth. Him however, Jungwoo kept count. Speeding up the tempo everytime, your voice angelic moans bounce through your room. You subconsciously grip his hair as you rode his pretty face. Your eyes rolling back, your thighs aching from holding yourself up over his face, losing your balance.

“O-Oh J-Jungwoo..”, you stuttered, ”S-So good..I’m gonna cum-”, you struggled to get out past the cute sounds you were making. Jungwoo, moving his mouth from your hole, and to your clit- sucking it..sending you over the edge. As a response you pulled your beloveds face into you, your juices drenching his lips and chin.

You felt gentle taps from below you. You lift up your hips, giving him room to admire you from below.

"You're incredibly sweet you know that?", Your fiancé affirmed. You look down at Jungwoo, panting, trying to capture your breath. He reaches his hands around you, loosening the threads that held your wrists together.

"Jungwoo..Where did you learn that from?", you asked climbing off of him and off the bed. Suprised your lingerie panties was still intact, especially after that make-out session Jungwoo had with your pussy lips.

Jungwoo getting off the bed, shedding the rest of his clothing. His shoes, socks, pants, underwear, in that order. He chuckled, amused by the tone in which you had asked him, "I just went with the flow~ Besides, a magician never reveals his secrets."

Now leaving the bedroom and going into the bathroom, your curiosity of where your fiancé was going vocalized. "Babe, where are you going?"

Jungwoo reentered your bedroom with multiple small packet in his hand. He smiled, "I can't prepare for my wife?"

"N-No! It's not that..I just thought we were finished", You admitted.. Jungwoo taking a seat before slipping on a condom, then turning to you.

“I do remember hearing you say something along the lines of you missing something of me inside you”,Jungwoo flirted.

“Up until now, I’ve had both my tongue and fingers inside you. All that’s left is..” You gazed at Jungwoo hungrily before quickly looking away. Your fiance approching you, holding your hands ever so gently. He gazes into your eyes, tenderly laying you down on your bed. With him on top of you.

“So? Any requests?”

“Requests?”

He nods, ”On how you want to be pleased tonight?” He waited for your answer, caressing your legs, your laced, gartered, thighs and then...a smack delivered to your butt. You clung to him, yelping with your eyes closed shut.

“I need an answer Mrs. Kim.”

Jungwoo now placing kisses along your wrist, "Okay! Everything.”

He paused, ”Everything?”

With now heavy breathing the anticipation nearly killing you, thighs rubbing together. You eagerly admitted, ”Yes..Passionate, Rough...Gentle, Slow, Fast-” Jungwoo hearing your confession, he fetches your unoccupied hand. Capturing it before pinning it above your head, before spreading your legs. He settles himself between them. In the process of attempting to slide your lace panties to the side, he rips them in the process. You gasp,”Jungwoo! I just bought this!”

He laughs quietly, ”My apologies princess, I’ll buy you a new set.”

He leans in, delicately giving your cheeks love, kissing them. His head teasing your entrance making you grow impatient “Jungwoo..” You murmured. Bucking at him you earned a chuckle from him. “Yes of course my love. As you wish.”

Slowly, the both of you become one. His fingers intertwined with yours. Your head thrown back in delight, as the anticipation was finally put to an end and fulfilled. Jungwoo’s slowly sheathing himself fully inside you, whispering sweet nothings you. His voice husky with desire to please you, desire to make you his fully.

“I’m going to start moving, okay Princess?” You nodded, and soon after sent to pure ecstasy. Your hands in need of something to grab, fists ball up, clutching bed sheets.

“Fuck you’re stunning.”

With your legs draped over your lover’s shoulders, pulling you by your thighs into his chest as he slowly thrusts. His loving yet sharp gaze, so powerful it could burn holes through you. Those slender fingers sliding under your thigh-high, pulling it up a bit; exposing those sexy legs of yours. Jungwoo’s plump, pink lips; They trail kisses along your calf, shin, your knees..even up to your ankle and heels.

Your vision is going fuzzy, watching him, let alone feeling him was starting to do a number on you. While his pretty lips were currently leaving precious marks on your legs, his hips buck. Jungwoo now leaning onto you a little more, releasing your perfect legs and letting them rest on his sides.

"You okay?" You heavy breathing calming down as you come back to reality.

"Y-Yes..I'm fine." He chuckles, "Good because I'm going to go deeper." Jungwoo helps you off your back and into the bed. "On your hands and knees princess."

"Yes Sir.."

Jungwoo positions himself behind you, "You're being obedient now? You don't want to keep the reigns tonight?"

"Jungwoo, If you knew what you looked like in that suit.."

He chuckles, "You're so cute, you know?" Pressing himself to your entrance, he leans over you from behind. His arm, reaching over your body, holding you close. His soft lips trace and kiss the back of your ear.

"Are you ready Princess?", he whispers.

"Yes..Fuck Jungwoo. Yes sir, I need it bad."

"No need for roles anymore Princess, I just want to make love to you."

His tip stroking at your entrance before filling you full again. Your fists ball up, tangled in the sheets. Your face quickly pressed to the sheets in attempt to silence your cries of pleasure. Jungwoo leaned against your body more, looming over your back. Pressing kisses to your back, your shoulders, arms, the back of your neck.

"Are you hiding from me? I want you to be loud Princess. Don't hide your voice tonight."

Jungwoo slips his hand under your chin, forcing you to look ahead of you instead of down. Jungwoo starts moving his hips, this making your jaw drop and exhale with the suprise motion. A sea of swear words fall past your lips, grunts and moans follow behind. Your legs were turning into putty just sitting there as your fiancé fed you sexually. His hand under you, around your waist; holding you as he plays with your clit. His juicy lips mumbling dirty yet sweet words into your shoulder.

"Greedy so greedy. Your body is so clear about what it wants."

You whimper. Jungwoo huffs as he pulls away slowly then quickly plunging himself back into you, Constantly earning moans. "Tell me princess, did you touch yourself when I was absent?" His thrusts speed up slightly making it heard for you to answer..

"Ah..Y-Yes!", you struggled, "I-I tried!"

"Tried? So, you couldn't succeed?"

"N-No."

"Couldn't cum? Mmm, well..Im here to help you," Jungwoo purred in you ear seductivly. The slaming of his hips became heavier, and harder. You drooled at the feeling of his girthy cock repeatedly going deeper in everytime he fucks you. Your knees buckling, shivering every new thrust given to you. You couldn't stay up straight for him.

"J-Jungwoo..My legs– I..."

"Yes love, I understand." In a swift motion, Jungwoo takes a pillow and places it under your hips. This keeping your butt up comfortably. "Relax Love." You nod, letting your body relax as the pillow propped your bottom end up for Jungwoo. Jungwoo, without warning plunged himself back inside you.

You gasped feeling him stretch you out. A hot low moan coming from his lips filling your ears. Jungwoo starts of slow again, then goes faster. Sexy strokes as he fucks you. Feeling your fiancé loom over you, holding your hands down in the process. Those sweet whispers adding fuel to your excited flames.

"Princess..my beautiful princess—" You sighed happily hearing his delicate voice serenading your ears.

"Oh my god—", you cry out slaming your face into the sheets. Jungwoo chuckles, kissing your hair as he slams into you. Your fiancé’s hand once again, under you chin holding your face up.

"Y-You're...so g-good!", you cried

"Really? Want more?"

A minor change in positions takes place. He gets up pulling you by your luscious legs to the end of the bed, leaving your legs off the bed while you bend over the edge of it on your stomach. Jungwoo moves the pillow from your hips, and gives it to you. "Here Princess, you might need this." The sudden change in position drove you crazy. The tip of his beautiful cock constantly kissing your cervix.

"Is it better? Deeper? Huh love?" To fucked up to reply you only responded in the love language of wailing moans. Dicking you down, fucking you into the mattress harder and harder— building that beautiful knot known as an orgasm. Jungwoo curses, slanting down to lick along your spine. His tongue stopping at your shoulders and kissing there as he chased the both of you chased. Jungwoo pulling your hips into his by your garter belt. With no time at all, the garter belt ripped. Jungwoo growls tossing it onto the floor.

"You must love ripping my lingerie— d-dont you..", Past the grunts and moans you manage to make out.

"Princess, it's going to come off sooner or later", he sighed. Your fiancé’s biting down at his lip in an attempt to hold back his cute noises.

"G-Gonna cum pretty girl?"

You nod and Jungwoo speeds up, lifting up your right leg to help him go deeper against that spot.

"Fuck...Fuck, fuck!!", you exclaimed. You reached back, with a hand to attempt and push his hips into yours. Jungwoo only chuckled, removing your slim fingers and pinning them ahead of you.

"Your really itching for this huh?" This time his speed slowed down, but his strokes were harsh. Once again, pulling away slowly then suddenly raming into you. The sound of skin echoing, and bouncing off the walls was discussingly loud. Your eyes rolling back as that knot on the verge of releasing.

Jungwoo, pinching and rubbing your beautiful clit with little more pressure than before. His other hand locking fingers with yours that contained the beautiful ring he had given you. That was the final straw, exactly what you needed. That final reach ecstasy in your sugary sweet rendezvous. Feeling that knot unravel, bringing about a ear-splitting weep as you creamed around your fiancé’s length. Jungwoo fucked into you, until you rode out your glorious climax. He overestimates you in the process of chasing his own. Jungwoo pulled out, yanked the condom off and shot his warm seed on your lower back.

"Y/n? Princess? Baby..You okay?"

With heavy breathing, trying to regain your breath you nod. Not realizing it, but Jungwoo left for a minute to get a warm towel for clean up. The warm towel placed on your mid-back feeling absolutely amazing; resulting in you sinking comfortably into the bed sheets. Then suddenly, there was a quick yet wet feeling pulled in one direction on your lower back.

You gasped,"J-Jungwoo?!" You lifted your head up tempting to look back behind you. You saw him, gorgeous smile spread across his face soon melting into a vampish smile. "Hm? Whats wrong?" You gazed at him, feeling your face heat up, then tried to look at your lower back and once again looking back at your fiancé.

"You..Did you just—"

"What? Lick my cum off of you? Yes.."

"Why did you—"

"Don't act suprised, you should know I'd lick any kind of icing off your body." You turned around burying your flustered expression into the pillow. "Princess..Whats wrong", he asked playfully. Knowing what he had done made you sky he teased you anyway.

"Nothing–", your voice muffled. Still on the edge of the bed your fiancé took notice,"Hey Y/n. Are your legs okay? You haven't moved. Do you need help?" You nod embarrassed, "A little." He chuckled, watching you flip over to your back so he could pick you up bridal style. And he did. In his muscular arm arms, you leaned your head against his broad shoulders.

"Aww, I really done a number on you huh?"

"Hush you", you chirped.

"Yes ma'am ♡" Slowly placing you down on the soft mattress below you. He sat beside you on the bed, massaging your thighs. "How are you feeling y/n? Your legs feeling any better?"

You nodded eyes glued on him, "What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes you Jungwoo..Who else am I talking to hun", you said softly.

"I'm just fine", Jungwoo confirmed. He leaned down to kiss you. That gorgeous black hair posing as curtains, draping down onto your beautiful face. "Want a bath? New sheets?" He asked in a willing voice. "Another Round?", you ask with a Coy face. "Another?"

"Yes please" ,You expressed pulling him down onto the bed. You straddled him, making Jungwoo a little shocked.

"Oh, I thought your legs weren't feeling well?"

"The feeling is gone Hun."

"Taking charge this round?" Your hands on his toned chest and at the ready. Slightly clawing at his pale skin, slowing grinding on him.

"Yeah. Now shut up and let me ride you." You earned a low moan from Jungwoo as he watched your body move with such fluidity.

"Yes Princess ♡"

Written November 2022, Posted May 12th.

(Sorry, its been in my drafts so long and still might not be good with grammar. I will add a few revisions and fix spelling, punctuation later! Thanks!!)

[multifandomslxt]

Quiet Rage

MDNI

MINORS GO AWAY

Pairing: bsf!Johnny x reader

Synopsis: You wanted to test a theory and ended up making Johnny "Quiet Rage" Suh pissed all the way off. Surely he wouldn't take it out on you though right? after all, you were his best friend.

WARNING: THIS IS SMUT...arguably one of my dirtiest yet. reader is a little shit and Johnny is the quiet guy in the friend group. Johnny in glasses. Dirty and I mean DIRTY talk. spit, sweat, mentions of bruising skin, drooling, overstimulation, exhibitionism via video call, just dirty stuff alright

A/N: This took forever to get out and I apologize for that. it's exam season and I really wanted this out so I pulled some all-nighters. so I apologize for the grammatical errors and so on. I'm very very nervous about this because I did not expect the teaser to get that much attention. but anyway, enjoyyy. @neoculturecollectives @calibabii21

"I swear, Johnny's into you," your girlfriend claims, and you almost spit out your latte. You shoot her a look, throat burning, and coffee dribbling down your chin. "What the hell makes you say that?"

She rolls her eyes, handing you a napkin. "Come on, babe. The guy gives you that intense stare all the time."

You stare at her in disbelief. "He gives everyone that stare. It's just Johnny."

She grunts in frustration. "Y/n, he calls you 'baby' for crying out loud."

You shrug, trying to play it cool. "So? It's not like it's some romantic declaration."

This scenario is all too familiar, and it annoys you. People always misread Johnny and you, trying to turn your perfectly platonic relationship into something more.

"Alright, if you're so confident, come with me to Jay's party tonight," she challenges.

Your heart sinks.

Jay, aka Jaehyun, is her boyfriend, and you've crossed paths quite a bit. But you already know you can't go.

"He doesn't like you like that, right? So let's settle it, Y/n. Let's end the speculation."

"That's dumb. I don't need to prove anything," you argue. But truth be told, your heart is still doing somersaults. You both know why you won't go, or rather, can't.

Johnny has this strict no-party rule for you. Sounds stupid, but it's his way of keeping you safe. One bad experience with some idiot led to this.

"Come on, just this once, and I'll drop it, promise," she pleads.

"Fine" you reply, already feeling your energy drain.

~

You find yourselves in what's supposed to be Jay's living room turned dance floor.

"Where's that man?" your friend complains beside you.

You hadn't been paying much attention to her anyway. Tonight, you're on a mission to prove a point. Yep, you're scanning for Johnny.

"Yo, ladies!" A familiar voice greets you from behind.

It's Mark. Awkward, cute, and definitely on some kind of high.

weed probably

"Markieee." you smiled and hugged him.

"Have you seen Jay?" your friend asks, not even bothering to greet Mark.

"In the upstairs bathroom," Mark replies, the thumping bass of the music echoing through the house.

"Thanks, y/n, call me if you need me," she says, her voice almost drowned out by the distant laughter and chatter.

"Okay," you agree, even though you know she's most likely going to be too busy to pick up. With that, she confidently stalks off into the lively chaos to find her man.

You're still hugging Mark throughout that, the music's pulsating rhythm vibrating through your bodies, and neither of you makes a move to release the other.

"Markie, how high are you right now?" you ask, half amused and half concerned, the scent of various substances hanging in the air.

"I'm not high," he insists, his words slightly slurred.

Yep, he's as high as a damn kite. "Alright, let's get you seated," you decide, guiding him through the animated crowd.

You hug him a little tighter to your side as you maneuver through the sea of people, completely unaware that the man you had been scanning for was silently observing you from across the dimly lit room.

Johnny tilts his head ever so slightly, the ambient lights flickering, casting enigmatic shadows on his intense expression as he observes you cradling the nearly unconscious Mark in your arms.

"Yo, Johnny! Where you goin'?" Heachan's voice echoes from the kitchen, where the clinking of glasses and laughter weave through the air.

"You can't bail on me now, man. You promised to try this strain with me," Hexhan pleads, his tone a mix of whining and cajoling.

"Another time," Johnny responds tersely, striding away without a backward glance.

Johnny can't fathom any sober reason for Mark to be draped over you like that.

"And you shouldn't even be here," Johnny muses to himself.

"Y/n," his gruff voice calls out, a single word that carries volumes.

You pivot, finding yourself face to face with your long-time best friend, a man whose relationship with you blurs between suspected boyfriend, occasional fling, or perhaps something more permanent.

His towering figure looms over you like an impending storm, his mouth contorted in a sneer, eyebrows knitted in displeasure. A quick appraisal reveals he's opted for a relaxed ensemble tonight—black hoodie and grey joggers, his signature black rimmed glasses resting on his nose.

"Johnny, I've been looking for you. Where the hell were y--"

"Y/n, have I ever told you that your tits make the best pillows ever? Oh my god," Mark interjects, completely oblivious to Johnny's presence.

In one swift motion, Johnny shoves Mark away, causing him to collide with people behind you.

"Johnny, what the fuck!" you gasp, caught off guard.

"What are you doing here, Y/n? I'm only asking once," Johnny demands, his hand firmly gripping the back of your neck, forcefully pulling you into the shelter of his chest.

"Answer the question."

"I'm here for you," you assert, making no attempt to deceive.

"You could've called me if you missed me so much, baby," he responds, his voice softening, and his eyebrows gradually easing.

"Yeah, I know, but I wanted to have fun too," you argue.

It becomes apparent that you've made the wrong choice as his hand tightens slightly around your neck.

"Have fun at home. No parties. I'm sure I told you that," his voice remains calm, but the increasing pressure on the back of your neck contradicts his demeanor.

"Go home. Now," he states, leaving no room for argument.

For a moment, your body twitches as if to comply, but it seems you're on a defiant streak tonight.

"No. I'll stay and have fun. I've seen you now, so I'll just go look for the others and enjoy myself," you declare.

He stares at you, a blank facial expression revealing nothing.

"Y/n, baby, go home," he says softly.

Successfully prying yourself from his grip, you retort, "No."

You stalk off, leaving him standing in the middle of the living room, hands straight by his sides, and his gaze unwaveringly black yet watchful.

As you navigate through the crowd, encounter familiar faces here and there.

~

You find yourself on your umpteenth shot of tequila when, unexpectedly, you're invited to a game of truth or dare, courtesy of Haechan.

Johnny is nowhere to be found, and the absence begins to stir a sense of worry and nervousness within you.

The game had unfolded over an extended period, leaving your mind increasingly hazy with each passing moment. Holding your liquor was never your forte.

You observed as the bottle spun and twirled before ultimately settling on the guy positioned beside you.

"dare" the guy simply said.

"I dare you to kiss y/n," Haechan's slurred yet mischievous voice announced.

As Haechan proclaimed his dare, Johnny ambled into the room, seemingly oblivious to your presence, it left you feeling bothered and angry.

Fine, you mused, if he's going to act that way.

Perhaps it was the influence of the alcohol coursing through your system or some other inscrutable force, but you found yourself impulsively lunging towards the guy next to you. Teeth clashed in a messy, audacious kiss, and, fueled by the audacity of the dare, you dared to explore further by delving your tongue into his mouth.

A cheer erupted from the onlookers, making your heart swell.

Basking in the attention, you pushed the boundaries, only to be abruptly seized by the neck for the second time that night, this time by none other than Johnny himself.

Without hesitation, he mused, "Go to the car and sit. I'll be there soon."

"But, Joh—"

"Go. To. The. Car, Y/n, and shut your fucking mouth. I said I'll be there soon," he asserted, his words punctuated through gritted teeth.

~

The last ten minutes had passed in utter silence as both of you sat in the car.

When Johnny finally slid into the driver's seat, his gaze never once met yours. Without a word, he started the car and left the party, only sparing you attention when he needed to secure your seatbelt.

The oppressive silence weighed on you.

"That was a fun game, wasn't it?" you ventured, attempting to break the tension.

Silence persisted.

"I bet Haechan has a video of it. Probably gonna send it to the group later," you added, attempting to inject a touch of levity into the atmosphere, though your laughter carried an undercurrent of awkwardness.

"Quit playing with me." He bites back, completely unamused by your attempt at a joke.

Your body stills as you stare wide-eyed at the man beside you. You didn't expect that from him. He wasn't the type to be so aggressive, especially with you.

"I didn't mean for that to happen, John." You said weakly. He had to understand, you were just trying to get his attention.

"But it did y/n and now I'm gonna have to show you what happens when you don't fucking listen" He rages quietly, eyes still on the road ahead.

It was always quiet with him.

little did you know.

To the untrained eye, he seemed cool and collected. But, you could tell he wasn't quite there. Maybe it was the way he squeezed the life out of the steering wheel or how he kept clenching and unclenching his jaw. Or, you know, the massive tent in his pants…

either way, you knew

somehow, you managed to piss off Johnny Suh.

"I suggest you start thinking of a way to apologize because you have no fucking idea what I have planned for you." He momentarily looks at you just long enough for you to see the dangerous glint in his eyes

~

Arriving at Johnny's apartment, you found yourself comfortably settled on his couch while he busied himself in the kitchen, fetching a glass of water for you. Since his remark on the way here, a palpable silence hung in the air.

As he approached you with the glass of water, he broke the silence, "Thought of a way to apologize yet?"

You glanced up at him from your spot on the couch. "I'm sorry. I should've listened to you," you managed to utter, your gaze dropping to the floor, a strange sense of shame washing over you.

He snorted in response, "That's all you came up with, Y/n?"

Meeting his disappointed gaze, you took a deep breath. "I should've known better," you added quietly.

He sighed, handing you the glass of water. "Drink."

Taking the glass from his hands, you started sipping as he watched you in silence. Then, without breaking eye contact, he nonchalantly remarked, "I'm going to fuck some sense into you and then fuck it out of you."

You choked on your water, hastily wiping at your mouth as you stared at him in disbelief.

"Your apology wasn't going to satisfy me anyway. I made up my mind when you said no the first time," he asserted, his tone casual yet loaded with an underlying intensity that left you flustered and strangely intrigued.

"And what if I don't want it." You daringly ask.

you knew you did.

The way he was watching you made that clear as day.

"Then say no." He shrugs

"Now finish the drink and head upstairs when you're done."he adds

and you did exactly that.

~

Johnny was a man. You knew that, he knew that, and the whole world knew that. But sometimes, it felt like you didn't always keep that obvious characteristic at the forefront of your mind, as you should have.

Entering the room, nothing struck you as special. It was the same as always: his bed in the middle of the space, surrounded by walls adorned with retro posters and pictures he had taken over the years with friends, family, and you. Despite the numerous times you had visited his home, particularly his room, it didn't feel as intimate as it did now, and for some reason, that excited you.

As you let your gaze wander, movement from the door pulled you out of your thoughts, and you turned your focus to a strangely quiet Johnny.

You both stood in silence, staring at each other for what felt like long, drawn-out minutes.

"I didn't think I'd have to tell you to strip, y/n," he said seriosusly.

You hiccup, startled. "E-excuse me?"

He stepped closer to you. "Fucking strip."

Your heart hammered in your chest at the complete unfamiliarity of the situation.

"John, you can't be seri—"

His hands fisted in your hair, causing you to tilt your head up, meeting his hard gaze. "Strip. I won't ask again. You're always free to leave, y/n, but you and I both know you don't want to."

~

"move your hand"

you twist and turn writhing your body all over his bed, hand trying to stop his fingers from fucking into you.

"Johnny, please! I said i was sorry " you scream as tears line your eyes

"I said move your fucking hand" he grabs your writs and pins the above your head

his fingers pummeling into you repeatedly. long and thick. you felt like you could feel all the ridges and callouses on them. all the fucking veins. it was torture.

SQUELCH SQUELCH

you try to squeeze your thighs together only for him to pry them back open almost immediately.

it was almost embarrassing just how wet you were really

"God. Fuck you're all over my sheets baby hmm" he moans his eyes never leaving your pussy.

almost.

that did it for you though

"Johnny, Johnny m'cumming"

“not yet baby”

you couldn't hold it

“Y/n, I said not yet” his actions contradicted his words as his fingers curled rubbing against your g spot

your body involuntarily shoots up off the bed as your lower abdomen contracts

"I can't hold it."

You cum with a high-pitched scream. Squirting all over Johnny's hand before lifelessly falling back on the bed.

you’re trying to get your breathing under control when you hear Johnny’s displeased voice

"you don't fucking listen do you"

fingers still in you, he manages to add even more pleasure relentlessly pumping into you

your legs start trembling from the intense pressure building in your abdomen once again.

Your scream is ear piercing as you cum for the fourth time

fifth...

you don't even know.

gosh, He hadn't even fucked you yet

you didn't even realize the drool running down your chin. eyes rolled back and lashes fluttering, your skin gleaming with sweat and thighs trembling. Your chest heaved as you breathed hard still coming down from your high.

In Johnny's eyes, you looked so fucked out and so fucking pretty.

He knew his version of foreplay was intense but he also knew he took it a bit further just for you.

his stubborn girl. He loved it but you needed to be taught a lesson.

with your mouth wide agape, he takes the opportunity of your oblivious state and shoves his middle and index finger down your throat causing you to gag.

"taste yourself...that's right baby suck my fingers clean" He coos as your mouth clings to his fingers.

when satisfied he pulls his away

"knees" is all he says.

you mumble uncoherent words trying to tell him you can't get up but it seems he is already way ahead of you helping you get comfortable in your position on the floor.

He begins to pull his sweatpants down revealing his erection fighting against the fabric of his black underwear. he wastes no time in pulling his cock out and you almost drool.

so harsh but so fucking pretty.

big and veiny with the prettiest pink tip. No wonder the foreplay was so intense. there was no way he was gonna fit without stretching you that much.

You look up at him with hopeful eyes. you wanted him in your mouth so fucking bad your pussy actually ached.

"So cute," he spits in the palm of his hand before bringing it down to stroke his cock.

"open and suck" He states.

Wasting no time your hands replace his and you begin to pump his pretty cock. you lick from the base of his pretty cock to the even prettier pink tip teasing him just a little with small kitten licks

"no teasing" he warns.

But of course, you don't listen continuing to push him over the edge with those kitten licks. even having the audacity to maintain eye contact while doing it.

You see the way his jaw clenches as he loses his patience and grabs the back of your head thrusting and forcing his cock to hit the back of your throat.

Your eyes widen and begin to water as you start to harshly breathe through your nose.

Gagging multiple times as he continues to relentlessly fuck your mouth

"no teasing and you continue to fucking tease huh? who's fucking in charge here y/n? Who's fucking cock's fucking your pretty mouth?"

not being able to speak you hum around his cock watching as his gaze becomes more sadistic by the second.

"Ah fuck, you're gonna make me cum like this baby?" you hum in response causing him to groan from the vibrations

"Ah, shit"

You watch his expression contort into a pained one before he somehow manages to make his cock hit even further than the back of your throat and cums in your mouth.

"Dont waste it, baby, swallow for me" he says airly

you swallowed his mouth full of cum. loving the pleasantly salty taste.

you wheezed and choked so overwhelmed with just how rough Johnny really was.

Where was this side of him hiding?

holy fuck

"your mouth, keep it open," he grumbles still heaving firm his previous orgasm.

you open your mouth a gain forming an 'O' shape and surprise takes you as he spits in your mouth before lightly slapping you across the face.

your hair was all over the place and your entire face was decorated with a mixture of precum, smudged makeup, tears, snot, and sweat

"Atta Girl." he praises you.

He helps you to your feet before giving you a quick peck on your lips

"turn around and bend over. Yeah just like that... spread your legs for me"

you used the bed as support as you got into the desired position.

he wastes no time thrusting his cock into you rough and hard.

the sound of skin slapping and the squelching of your pussy around him cause your knees to buckle as you threaten to lose your stance.

You were gonna cum soon.

feeling your swaying form, he grabs your neck pulling you into him as your back meets his chest

"don't you fucking dare" he threatens.

"Ah... please please, please! m'sorry... m'so sorry I won't do it again just please make me cum john, I'll be good I swear" you cry gasping for air between words. soon your sentences jumble into a whole lot of nothing.

he keeps his hand wrapped around your neck as he uses the other to hold your hand behind your back

"no. Cum when I say so. you need to learn to fucking listen."

snapping his hips at a quick pace.

the area around your hips already beginning to bruise from how hard he was holding you.

"t'much please johnny!" You scream as your legs begin to shake for the umpteenth time

"you can fucking take it. This is what you wanted right? To piss me off? Having mark all on you like that?" he says begrudgingly

he grabs your left breast and squeezes your nipple hard enough for your pussy to clench around him

"so damn sensitive" he whispers in awe.

he pulls out and pushes you on the bed. you look back and he's

standing over you with messy hair, dark eyes, and a cock so erect it slapped against his stomach with the slightest movement.

"get on your back and spread your legs" he says pulling your legs to the edge of the bed .

You flip over and he immediately fucks into you even harder than before.

once again your hands flay erratically as you scream trying to get away from the aching pleasure that was starting to make you see double.

"look at that baby, " he coos eyes staring at your stomach.

you look down and see his cock bulging in your lower abdomen.

You gasp at the sight

'Johnny please" you whimper not even sure what you are asking for.

"I might just fuck a baby into you. keep you home like a good little wife hmm." he says seriously, eyes still set on the bulging in your lower abdomen.

you clenched around him liking the sound of carrying his children

"you like that huh? " He groans

you nod as tears start to stream down your face.

suddenly he stops thrusting causing you to cry out

"Just gimmie a second baby gotta fix your mistake," he says as he reaches over to his nightstand picking up his phone.

"I'm calling Mark " he says nonchalantly causing your heart to race.

"you're off-limits and they fucking know that but it seems all of you need to be reminded of how things are tonight hm?"

the dial tone blares out before a muffled "hello?" comes through the speaker. Mark.

"watch " Johnny says before he thrusts into you so fucking deep you could taste him

you moan loudly

barley registering the "fucking hell, man" that comes from the phone. That was Haechan

'watch' Johnny had said earlier and you begin to understand that it was a video call.

Mark and Haechan were witnessing Johnny fuck you into oblivion.

"see this? this is my fucking pussy and nobody else can fucking have it." he fucks your relentlessly a familiar feeling building in your stomach.

"j-johnny its t'much"

"nah, you can fucking take it."

"oh, fuck! " you scream into the pillow

"my fucking pussy and she can't give it away ain't that right y/n"

"mhmm" you say not having the strength actually speak.

you cum with a shiver and a whine and even then he didn't stop

still drilling his cock into you

overstimulating you more and more

you try to get away and he never once let his cock leave you.

"tell them how many times you cum tonight." He challenges, knowing full well that you couldn't form a word much less a sentence at the moment.

you mutter random words too fucked out to think

a sharp slap to your face brings you back

"how many fucking times?" he says through clenched teeth

"Alot" you scream.

"good girl" he says before hanging up the phone and throwing it across the room.

"just give me one more" he continues.

you moan as your toes curl from the overwhelming sensations building in your stomach

with a sharp thrust, you squirt all over Johnny's cock just as he cums inside you.

"next time you do that shit I’ll fuck you right in front of them instead of over the phone."

[fruithoughts]

ping, you just received a message!

the neos confront you about their name in your contacts

[rose2005345]

Nct 127 reaction When you tell them you are pregnant

Pairings: nct 127 x fem!reader

Genre: Relationship, mention of pregnancy, mention of death, betrayal, separation, divorce, mention of miscarriage

Note: English is not my first language , so I apologize for any mistakes in advanceSometimes I use a translator, so if I find any errors, just ignore them.|| nct masterlist | masterlist

Lee Taeyong

Taeyong had been pacing the practice room, unable to focus on anything else. He kept glancing anxiously toward the clock, the minutes ticking by slowly. He couldn't shake off the news he had recently received. You were pregnant.

His mind was racing, filled with a mix of uncertainty and excitement. Taeyong was torn between the happiness of becoming a father and the stress of balancing his career as a member of NCT. He knew that the responsibility that came with being a parent was immense, and the thought of it filled him with both anticipation and a hint of fear.

Finally, the door to the practice room slowly creaked open. Taeyong paused in his pacing, his heart skipping a beat as he saw you standing in the doorway. His eyes widened as he took in your figure, now visibly showing the changes that came with pregnancy.

Taeyong couldn't help but smile, his worries softening at the sight of you. He quickly closed the distance between you, his footsteps quick and purposeful. He gently wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace.

"Hey," he said softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "How are you feeling?"

"Why do you care now?" You didn't return the hug and you didn't even look at him.

Taeyong smile faded slightly as he felt your cold response. He withdrew from the embrace, taking a step back to look at you properly. The hurt in his eyes was evident as he registered your words.

"Of course I care," he said, his voice betraying a hint of hurt. "Why wouldn't I care? This is our child, our family."

"It was like that until you decided to break up with me because of your group future" you say sarcastically.

Taeyong' expression hardened as he processed your words. He knew the decision he made when he ended things with you had been one of the most difficult he had ever made. It was for the sake of his dream, the dream he had pursued since he was young.

"I had to do it," he said quietly, the conflict obvious in his voice. "My career, the group... it was everything to me. But that doesn't mean I didn't care about you or our relationship."

"If my mother had not told you about my pregnancy, even though I asked her not to do so, you would not have been here. I only came to tell you to leave us alone. I want to raise my child alone. I do not need you in my life, nor does my son’s life".You say to him with a warning: After everything he did to you, you don’t even trust him anymore And if you still love him.

Taeyong heart sank as he listened to your words. The realization hit him like a wave, that if not for the news of your pregnancy, he would have never seen you again. He felt a pang of guilt and regret, knowing that he had hurt you deeply.

His eyes widened at your next words, your declaration that you wanted to raise your child alone. He took a step forward, his voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and pain. "You can't really mean that...I'm the father."

"You weren't even a good lover. How will you be a husband or father? Just stay busy. It's better for you. I don't want to see you again in my life".And with that, you leave and leave him standing in a room. You didn't even look at him. You won't need him. You will raise your child alone and you will be a father and a mother  just for him.

Taeyong stood there, completely stunned by your blunt words. The words cut deep, and he couldn't help but replay them in his mind. He had made mistakes, and he knew he hadn't been the best partner. But deep down, he still loved you, and the thought of not being a part of your life or his child's life was unbearable.

He stood there for a moment longer, torn between wanting to run after you and respecting your wish. In the end, he clenched his fists and let out a deep sigh. "I won't give up that easily," he whispered to himself.

Johnny Suh

Johnny jaw went slack as he stared at the positive pregnancy test in your trembling hands. He couldn't believe it. He had always wanted to start a family with you, but the timing seemed...less than ideal.

"Are...Are you sure it's positive?" he asked, his voice betraying a mixture of excitement, surprise, and a hint of worry.

"Yes, I did that more than seven times and all of them were positive" You are feeling anxious. Maybe he doesn’t want a child. He has a month left until his tour. It was a bad idea to tell him.

Johnny eyes widened even further as you confirmed the test results. Seven times...that was a lot. He looked at you, sensing the worry in your expression. He noticed your anxiety and the thought that you might be doubting his reaction. He walked closer to you, his expression softening.

"Hey, it's okay," he said gently. "I want to start a family with you, I really do. It's just...the timing is a little unexpected, considering the tour."

He took a deep breath, his mind racing with thoughts and calculations. The tour was starting in a month, and they still had so much to prepare. He knew that having a child would bring a lot of changes and responsibilities, and he wasn’t sure if he was ready for it.

But then he looked at you, your eyes wide and filled with worry. He could see the vulnerability in your expression, and it tugged at his heartstrings. He stepped closer and encircled you in his arms, bringing you closer to him.

"We can get through this," he murmured, his voice soft and soothing. "We'll figure it out. We always do."

He ran his hand over your back, trying to console you and ease your worries. He understood that this unexpected news had caused a mix of emotions, and he wanted to be there for you.

"We'll talk to the management about this, maybe we can adjust the tour schedule or find a way to make it work."

"It's okay, go, it's only for a month, while my pregnancy will last 9 months" you laughed at him out of nervousness, he forgot that.

Johnny chuckled softly at your attempt to comfort him, but he knew that your words were filled with nervousness. He leaned his forehead against yours, his hands still holding onto you tightly.

"I know, I know," he said softly. "But I don't want to go and leave you to deal with all of this pregnancy stuff alone. I want to be there for you, every step of the way."

Jeong Jaehyun

He could feel your eyes watching him anxiously, trying to gauge his reaction. He knew that he needed to say something, but his mind was swimming with thoughts and worries. He took a deep breath and tried to find the right words.

"Hey, it'll be okay," he said, his voice a little shaky. "We'll get through this. I may be in the military, but I'll do whatever I can to be there for you and the baby."

"I'm sorry I told you at this time" you bury your head in his chest and start crying. You didn't mean to tell him at this time. It was a surprise even to you.

Jaehyun heart ached as he felt you bury your head into his chest, tears streaming down your face. He instinctively wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, trying to comfort you.

"No, don't apologize," he said softly, his voice filled with a mixture of worry and tenderness. "It's not your fault. It was a surprise for me too. We're in this together, remember?"

"Yes, I know, but you........" You're just feeling sad because he won't be with you in this.

Jaehyun expression softened as he heard the sorrow in your voice. He knew how much you were affected by the fact that he was in the military and wouldn't be physically present with you during your pregnancy.

"Hey, look at me," he said gently, pulling back slightly to meet your gaze. "I know it's tough that I'm not physically here with you, but that doesn't mean I'm not here for you. I'll do everything I can to support you and our baby. I promise."

Kim doyoung

Doyoung froze, his eyes widening in shock as you stood before him, arms wrapped around your stomach. "Pregnant... are you serious?" he managed to ask, his voice filled with disbelief.

His mind was racing as he began to grasp the reality of the situation. Being in a band meant constant schedules and endless work, not leaving much time for himself, let alone a baby. His eyes flicked between you and your stomach, a mixture of worry and panic in his expression.

"My career in the group is over"  they're starting to panic. You put a lot of effort into building yourself, your group, and even your date with Doyoung, now everything will end.

Doyoung expression softened as he saw the panicked look on your face. He knew how much this group and your career meant to you, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy.

"Hey, hey, hold on," he said gently, trying to soothe your anxieties. "Who says your career has to end because of this? We'll figure something out. We'll talk to the company, and we'll find a way to make this work."

"If they know that your child's child will be the end of you too, I will just tell them that their child is not yours and leave".

Doyoung eyes widened as he heard your plan. "No, no, don't do that," he said firmly, his voice filled with concern. "This is our child, not just you. We're in this together, remember? We can't start our family with you pretending it's not mine."

"I don't know" You can't think straight.

Doyoung could see the stress and confusion in your eyes. He knew that you were overwhelmed and panicking. He walked closer to you and gently held your trembling hands in his own steady ones.

"Hey, hey, look at me." He waited until your eyes met his before continuing in a soft yet firm voice. "We'll figure this out, okay? I'm here with you. We can talk to the company together and find a solution that works for both of us and our child."

Yuta Nakamoto

Yuta eyes widened as he processed the news. "Pregnant?" he repeated, his voice a mix of surprise and disbelief. His heart raced as he looked at you, your expression a mixture of nervousness and uncertainty.

"But...when did this happen?" he asked, his mind trying to wrap around the unexpected news. He wondered how long you had been keeping this from him, considering you hadn't seen each other in a while.

"3 months" After you went to work abroad, you discovered and you did not tell him until you got back. You were afraid that he would leave you.

Yuta expression darkened as you revealed the truth. Three months. Three months you had known and hadn't told him. He felt a pang of betrayal, wondering why you had kept this important information from him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" he asked, his voice tight with a mix of hurt and frustration. "Why did you wait until now to tell me?"

"I was afraid that you would leave me, and you were also busy with your band and your career" tears began to gather in your eyes after these words that you were sure would break up with you.

He expression softened as he saw the tears welling up in your eyes. He could hear the desperation and fear in your voice, and it tugged at his heartstrings. Despite his initial hurt, he understood your fear and the reasons behind your actions.

He reached out and gently wiped away your tears. "Hey, hey," he said softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "I wouldn't have left you. I know that our careers can be demanding, but this is different. This is our child."

Yuta took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing emotions. "But I need you to trust me, alright? No more hiding things from me like this." His voice was firm, but also filled with tenderness.

"I won't abandon you or our child. We're in this together, okay? Even if our careers are demanding, we'll make it work."

Kim Jungwoo

Jungwoo face drained of color as he heard the words "I'm pregnant." His mind went blank for a moment as he tried to process the information. "Are...are you sure?" he managed to ask, his voice trembling.

His gaze shifted between you and your stomach, his mind racing with thoughts and worries. He knew that being in a band meant having a demanding schedule and constant touring, leaving little room for family life.

"I am sure" you very happy. You will have a child with your fiancé and your future husband. You know that his professional life is difficult,But everything will be fine.

Jungwoo heart ached as he saw the happy smile on your face. He knew how excited you were about the pregnancy and the prospect of starting a family with him. But he also knew the reality of his career.

His expression softened as he gently reached out to touch your stomach, his hand laying gently on it. "I know you're excited, and believe me, I am too," he said softly, his voice filled with tenderness. "But we need to talk about this. My schedule... It's going to be hard."

"It's okay, everything will be fine. You don't always have to be with me. I know you're busy, but I'll take care of everything".

Jungwoo heart ached as he heard your words. He knew that despite your understanding and acceptance, you were going to take on a lot of responsibilities. But he didn't want you to deal with everything alone.

"No, no," he said firmly, his eyes locked onto yours. "I'm not going to just leave you to handle everything on your own. We're in this together. We'll divide the responsibilities and figure out a way to balance my career with being a father. I won't abandon our family."

Mark Lee

Mark expression instantly froze as he heard your words. "Pregnant?" he repeated, his voice laced with shock and disbelief. He hadn't expected this at all, especially considering you were no longer together.

He looked at you, his mind swirling with a myriad of thoughts and emotions. Confusion, disbelief, and a hint of worry crossed his face. "How...How did this happen?" he managed to ask, trying to make sense of the situation.

"What do you mean by how this happened?" You look at him surprised.

Mark cheeks flushed slightly as he realized his question may have been insensitive. "No, I didn't mean it like that," he rushed to clarify. "I just...I didn't expect this, especially given our...situation."

He couldn't help but feel a mixture of emotions, seeing you standing before him, pregnant with their child. He didn't know how to process it all.

"Look, I'm just doing my duty, and I came to tell you that if you don't want him, then I will. I will take my child and leave. You are not forced to be a father" You feel sad because of your words. You still love him and wish you would get back together, but unfortunately.

He expression tightened as he heard your words. He felt a pang in his chest as you spoke of leaving and taking the child with you. He knew that he had hurt you during their separation, but he never wanted this.

"Wait, wait," he said, his voice slightly shaky. "You can't just drop this news and then talk about leaving. We need to talk about this."

He took a step closer to you, his eyes fixated on your face. "I'm not saying I don't want to be a father," he said firmly. "But this... this changes things."

His mind was racing, trying to sort out his thoughts and feelings. He hadn't imagined being a father at this point in his life, especially given their current circumstances. But the idea of you leaving with their child filled him with a mix of panic and uncertainty.

"What do you mean?"

Mark took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts. "I mean... we're no longer together. We have our separate lives, our own careers. Having a child wasn't part of the plan."

His eyes flicked from your face to your stomach, where their child was growing. He ran a hand through his hair, clearly feeling overwhelmed by the situation.

"I need time to process all this," he continued, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "I never wanted to be another shitty dad, but I also didn’t expect this to happen."

He took another step closer to you, his gaze meeting yours. "But whatever happens, I won't abandon our child," he said firmly. "That much I can promise you."

Lee Haechan

Haechan heart skipped a beat as he heard the word "pregnant." His eyes widened as he looked at you, his expression a mix of shock, disbelief, and perhaps a hint of fear.

His mind was racing as he tried to process the news. "Wait, you're...pregnant?" he repeated, his voice filled with disbelief. "With...with my child?"

"So what do you think?" You look at him angrily.

Haechan face blanched as he saw the anger in your eyes. He hadn't expected this sort of reaction from you. He raked a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to find the right words.

"I... I don't know what to think," he admitted, his voice shaky. "This wasn't part of the plan, you know? We're not together anymore. I'm not ready for this. Not now."

"You ruined my life. If my parents knew, they would disown me." You started crying. He got you pregnant and now he's running away from it.

Haechan heart wrenched as he saw the tears streaming down your face, the pain and anger evident in your words.

"Hey, hey," he said, trying to soothe you, but his tone held a hint of defensiveness. "I didn't ask for this. We used protection. We were careful."

He felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he played a part in this situation, but he couldn't help the panic that was rising within him.

"So you say you didn't do it" he indirectly accuses you of cheating, how dare he say that all the time you were dating, I loved him, it's just how he thinks about something like this.

His voice had a hint of accusation as he looked at you, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What are you implying, huh? That you cheated on me?"

He crossed his arms, his body tense as he waited for your response, his mind immediately jumping to the worst conclusion.

"When did you say that? The hell did you say that? And also, you idiot. We only broke up a month ago. You...... How can you accuse me of something like this?" You shout at him.

Haechan expression wavered as he heard the anger and hurt in your voice. He realized the gravity of his words and instantly regretted them.

"I...I'm sorry," he said, his voice softer now. "I shouldn't have accused you like that."

He ran a hand through his hair, looking at you, his mind racing with thoughts. "I just... I don't know how this could have happened, and I freaked out. It wasn't fair to accuse you like that. I'm sorry."

"Just say you're afraid to take responsibility and let me go, maybe abort the baby or kill myself or something like that" You said the last part in a whisper.

Haechan eyes widened in horror as he heard your whispered words. "What? No. No, no, no," he said frantically, stepping closer to you. "Don't say things like that. I'm not afraid."

He reached out to gently hold your shoulders, his gaze intense. "I won't abandon our child. I won't let you deal with this alone. I’m here with you. We'll figure this out. Together."

[taetr4ck]

THE 'BITCH PASS' WITH NCT 127 !

nct 127 x reader, mentions of wife in jaehyun's part — crack, fluff

a/n : we are so back YAHOOOOO (doing these while blasting country music in my headphones oh we are so locked in)

taglist : @haechansbbg @bath1lda @wonootnoot @jkbabiey @imnotvivi @peterm4rker @dongierosie | taglist form

⋆ taetr4ck, est may 2023.

[luvyeni]

hi, you know that perverted nct dream writing with an 8 member, could you make a version of nct 127 and nct 2020?

i've done a ton of perv!nctdream x 8th member so i hope this is what you mean because you did specify. (i know mark and haechan are in 127 , but remember i write them with the dreamies)

perv!nct127 and their 9th member that they can easily manipulate into doing things for them , because she's so eager to please them and trusts them.

perv!taeil who convinces you to suck him off backstage right before a music show preformance. "taeil , you were too rough last time , it was hard for me too sing." "i'll be gentle this time, trust me baby , now put it in your mouth."

perv!taeyong who invites you to one of his solo studio sessions , making you ride his cock while he writes down lyrics. "t..taeyong what if someone walks in." "they won't , don't you trust your leader , just keep riding my dick love."

perv!johnny who convinces you to cockwarm him during a live , to anyone it looks like you're just sitting on his lap , but in reality you're struggling not to moan , while his big cock is stuffed in your cunt , whispering in his ear. "j..johnny this is a bad idea." "princess they don't even notice , just trust me."

perv!yuta who easily convinces you to wear shorter skirts without the safety shorts , just so he can get a look under your skirt when you sit down. "but the safety shorts are to protect me from flashing the cameras." "don't worry about that love , you trust me right?"

perv!doyoung who's pulling you into one of the rooms while filming a overnight stay content to fuck you. "do..doyoung it might be cameras in here." "trust me love, i checked to make sure there isn't."

perv!jaehyun hands slid up cupping your heat under the table during an award ceremony , sliding your panties to side , fingering you. "no..not here jae , too many cameras." "they won't notice unless you keep making that face , just trust me."

perv!jungwoo who slyly moves your hand over to his cock as the fan moves on to the next , your eyes widen quickly changing your face to not raise suspicions , leaning over to him. "jungwoo what are you doing , we're gonna get caught." "don't worry about it , the table is covering us , trust me love."

[leejenowrld]

unwrap me

pairing — kim jungwoo x reader 

word count — 7k words 

genre — smut, explicit sexual content, soft sex, riding, cock bouncing, dom! reader, blow job, big cock jungwoo, very soft christmas love 

synopsis — jungwoo teases you all night about being impatient to open your presents early, but when you get to the last box under the tree, all you find is a note that reads, “your real gift is waiting upstairs.” when you find him in the bedroom, he’s sprawled across the bed, shirtless with nothing but a red ribbon tied low around his waist, his smirk equal parts playful and sinful. “go on,” he murmurs, his voice dropping as his eyes darken, “unwrap me.” what follows is him letting you take control, your hands and mouth exploring him as he groans beneath you.

The living room glowed with the kind of warmth that only Christmas Eve could bring. The golden twinkle lights wove through the branches of the tree, reflecting off the ornaments with a quiet sparkle. Each decoration told a story—hand-painted baubles from your first Christmas together, the tiny wooden reindeer Jungwoo had found at a market and insisted on buying, and the slightly crooked star on top that he’d placed there with a proud grin. The fireplace crackled softly, its embers casting flickering shadows against the walls, while garlands of faux pine lined the mantel, intertwined with red berries and warm white lights. A plush cream rug stretched beneath the tree, scattered with wrapped gifts, and the cozy, mismatched throw pillows on the couch bore faint traces of flour from earlier, evidence of the cookie chaos Jungwoo had happily instigated. The faint hum of holiday music played from the record player near the window, its sound blending with the occasional pop of the fire, while the soft scent of pine, vanilla, and spiced cider lingered in the air, mingling with the sweetness of the cookies cooling on the counter in the kitchen just beyond.

Among the warmth and festive glow, Jungwoo’s Christmas tradition made the day feel even more intimate. His tradition was one that you both cherished and cursed every year. He would stagger gifts throughout Christmas Day, handing you one every two hours like clockwork. Today is no different. Some were small—a favorite chocolate bar wrapped with unnecessary precision, a pair of fluffy socks he knew you’d live in, or a handwritten note telling you how much you meant to him. Others were more extravagant—a skirt you’d casually mentioned months ago, a piece of jewelry that caught your eye during a random stroll through town, or something handcrafted, like the delicate wooden jewelry box he made just for you, engraved with your initials and lined with velvet.

Later, he gave you a book you’d been eyeing for months, complete with his own annotations on the margins of the first chapter, a mix of teasing notes and sweet affirmations. By mid-afternoon, a pair of hand-knit mittens emerged, soft and perfectly sized, with your initials stitched into the cuffs. Then came a tiny glass vial of cinnamon oil. “For the candles you love,” he said, trailing a kiss to your temple as he handed it over. Every gift felt so perfectly you, so thoughtful and intimate, that by the time evening fell, the pile had dwindled into memories you’d carry with you long after the day ended—yet one box, larger than the rest, still sat unopened, its promise wrapped in crimson and tied with his golden flair for mystery.

Jungwoo lounged on the floor, leaning back against the base of the couch with his legs stretched out in front of him. His green sweater clung to him just enough to hint at the lean frame beneath, the hem riding up slightly as he shifted to get comfortable. His plaid pajama pants hung low on his hips, and his bare feet poked out from under the fabric. He looked effortless, the soft light catching in his dark hair, his profile serene yet utterly magnetic.

His gaze flicked to you then, catching the way your fingers toyed absentmindedly with the ribbon of the unopened box beside you, your curiosity peeking through your feigned patience. A faint smirk tugged at his lips as he tilted his head, watching you with quiet amusement, the subtle twitch of his brow letting you know he wasn’t about to let you off the hook anytime soon. “You’re thinking about it again, aren’t you?” he asked, his tone low and knowing, breaking the silence between you.

You look down at the small, neatly wrapped box in your lap, its crimson paper almost glowing under the tree lights. “I just don’t understand why I can’t open it yet,” you say, your fingers brushing over the glossy gold ribbon. “It’s already way past the time I should’ve opened it.”

Jungwoo smirked, his lips quirking up at the edges as he leaned forward slightly. “Because good things come to those who wait. Patience, baby—it’s part of the fun.”

You gulp at the tone of his voice and his choice of words, the way they settle over you like a quiet challenge, but you don’t let him see that. “I’m being patient,” you say, huffing softly, though the growing anticipation in your chest makes the words feel like a lie.

His laugh was quiet, a deep, rich sound that seemed to settle in the space between you. “Baby, you’ve been trying to sneak peeks at that box all night. I saw you shaking it earlier when you thought I wasn’t looking.”

You shoot him a playful glare, but the heat creeping up your neck betrays you. “I wasn’t shaking it. I was… testing its weight.”

“Testing its weight?” he repeats, a slow smirk curling at the corner of his mouth as he leans forward slightly, resting his forearms on his knees. His eyebrow quirks, his gaze steady and soft, but there’s a spark of knowing mischief behind it, the kind that makes your stomach flip. “That’s the story you’re going with?”

The truth is, he probably can see right through you. He always can.

“Jungwoo,” you said, setting the box aside and narrowing your eyes at him. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”

“And you’re cute when you’re frustrated,” Jungwoo says without missing a beat, leaning back again with a satisfied grin.

You huff, your eyes narrowing as his attention diverts to his phone. Taking advantage of his distraction, you quietly reach for the ribbon on the crimson-wrapped box, your fingers moving to untie it. Before you can even loosen the knot, his hand darts out, stopping you with effortless precision, his other hand still holding his phone.

He doesn’t even look at you. Instead, he tuts softly, his tone a gentle warning. “Don’t even think about it, baby.”

“Jungwoo!” you exclaim, pulling your hands back with a mix of frustration and embarrassment at being caught so quickly.

Earlier, your curiosity had gotten the better of you, but he’d intercepted you just as easily, his smug grin and quick shake of his head enough to remind you who was in charge of the gift schedule. “This one,” he had said, his voice laced with playful authority, “is the one you’re going to open last. Stop trying to fight me on this. Rules are rules, baby.”

You’d groaned, flopping back onto the couch in mock defeat. “Why do you always do this to me?”

“Because I like seeing you like this,” he had replied, settling beside you on the edge of the couch. His fingers brushed over your knee, his touch light and teasing as he leaned in closer. “You’ve been impatient all day. It’s cute.”

You shoot him a glare, crossing your arms. “Well, you had the chance to let me open it earlier, you know, when it was actually time for it according to your schedule—but you got too distracted. That’s what you get.”

His grin only widened, mischief glinting in his eyes. “I got distracted? You were the one who kept begging me to let you ride my cock!”

Your face burned at the memory, your cheeks going pink as the heat crept up your neck. You opened your mouth to argue, but the vivid image hit you before you could form the words.

You’d been kneeling by the tree, rearranging the gifts, when you felt him slide up behind you, his hands ghosting over your hips before settling with deliberate possessiveness. Without a word, he had pulled you back, guiding you effortlessly into his lap. The soft fabric of his pajama pants teased against your thighs, and the golden glow of the Christmas lights bathed his face as you glanced over your shoulder. You’d expected his usual playful smirk, but his expression had been darker, more intent. The teasing was gone, replaced by a hunger that made your stomach tighten.

He’d leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of your ear as he whispered, “It’s time for your final gift of the day.” His voice was low, dripping with promise, and it had sent a shiver down your spine. But instead of focusing on the gift, your mind had gone somewhere else entirely. You’d turned, clinging to him, your voice breathy and desperate as you begged him to take off his clothes. You’d panted against his neck, your words tumbling out between shallow breaths, your need eclipsing every ounce of patience you’d pretended to have all day. The neatly wrapped gift had been discarded on the floor, forgotten as your hands roamed his chest, pulling at his sweater until he gave in.

He hadn’t made you wait long. His hands gripped your hips with a firmness that left no room for hesitation, guiding you down onto him in one smooth, deliberate motion. The stretch stole your breath, your knees digging into the plush rug beneath you as you clung to his shoulders, your nails pressing into the soft fabric of his sweater. The quiet snap of elastic and the rustle of discarded clothing had faded into the background, replaced by the wet, rhythmic sounds of your bodies meeting and the faint crackle of the fire. 

You moved desperately, bouncing on his cock with a need that bordered on frantic, your thighs burning as you chased every inch of him, the way he filled you, the way he groaned low in his chest with each roll of your hips. The golden lights of the tree blurred into a shimmering haze as your head tipped back, your breath catching in shallow gasps. His hands never left you, one sliding up to splay against your lower back, pulling you closer, while the other stayed firm on your hip, his grip grounding you even as the heat between you built into something that consumed every thought, every sense, until the rest of the world disappeared.

Afterward, you’d rested against his chest, your breaths still uneven, your skin flushed and trembling. His lips had brushed your ear, soft and teasing as he murmured, “I can’t wait to see your face later.” The moment had been perfect then, the scent of pine and cinnamon mingling with the heat of his skin, but now, as you sit in the aftermath, you regret it.

That’s what happens with greed. The gift he’d been saving, the one you’d begged to open, had been left forgotten in the haze of your impatience. You’ve learned your lesson now—patience really does make things better. If only you’d listened.

Now, as he tosses a sock at you from another opened gift, his grin only deepens when he catches the flustered look on your face. “You’re remembering it, aren’t you?” he teases, leaning forward slightly, his eyes glinting with the kind of knowing that makes your stomach flutter.

“Shut up, Jungwoo,” you mumble, but the way you avoid his gaze gives you away entirely.

Without a word, he reaches behind his back and pulls out a small gift, wrapped in familiar crimson paper. Your eyes widen as you gasp softly, your surprise lighting up your face.

This was another gift, not the one you had your eyes on, not the one you’d been silently hoping for all evening, but it was Jungwoo’s way of keeping you on your toes, always surprising you with the unexpected and reminding you that he knew you better than anyone else.

You sit up, putting your arms around his neck and dragging him down until his forehead rests against yours. You kiss him softly, your lips lingering just long enough to leave him chasing after you when you pull back. “Another gift? Baby, you shouldn’t have,” you murmur, the warmth in your voice softening the teasing edge.

He leans back slightly, watching as you eagerly tear into the wrapping paper. His gaze drifts over the curve of your shoulder, his eyes tracing the way your fingers tug at the ribbon and the soft furrow of concentration on your brow. His smile softens, the sharpness of his teasing melting into something more tender, though he quickly masks it when you glance back at him.

“More socks?” you ask, holding up the fuzzy pair with a raised brow, your voice filled with playful disbelief.

“Hey, don’t underestimate those. Your feet are always cold,” he says, snatching one of the socks from your hand and tossing it at you with a grin.

You laugh, the sound bubbling out of you as you giggle, “You know I’ll always steal yours.”

He leans forward, his lips brushing over your cheek before trailing down to your neck, his warm breath fanning against your skin as he presses soft kisses along the curve of your throat. “I know,” he murmurs, his voice low and teasing. “That’s why I keep giving you more—so maybe, just maybe, I’ll actually get to keep a pair for myself.”

You laugh softly, tilting your head back as his lips linger, but before you can respond, he leans in and kisses you fully, his lips soft but insistent against yours. Without thinking, you drag him down, your arms wrapping around his shoulders as he lets himself fall on top of you, the two of you collapsing into the plush rug beneath the glow of the Christmas tree. Laughter bubbles between you as you both settle there, the moment so warm and natural it makes your heart ache.

But Jungwoo doesn’t stay down for long. With a grin, he sits back up, reaching behind him to grab the box—the one you’ve had your eyes on all day. He holds it out with an almost ceremonial flourish, the corners of his mouth twitching as he watches your reaction.

“Really?” you ask, your eyes wide as your hands hover near the box, almost hesitant.

“Go on,” he says, his tone gentle but filled with quiet anticipation.

The paper is smooth under your fingers, the gold ribbon tied in a perfect bow that you hesitate to undo. The lights of the tree reflect off the crimson wrapping, making it look impossibly perfect. You glance up at Jungwoo, your heartbeat quickening at the way his gaze never leaves you, steady and intent, as though he’s watching something he’s been waiting for all day.

You untie the ribbon carefully, your hands suddenly clumsy under the weight of his eyes. The wrapping falls away slowly, revealing a plain white box. When you lift the lid, your breath catches.

Inside is a single white envelope.

You look up at him, confused. “This is…”

“Open it,” he says, his voice impossibly soft now, his teasing gone, replaced by something deeper.

Your fingers tremble slightly as you slide the envelope open, pulling out the card inside. His handwriting is neat, each letter deliberate, and your chest tightens as you read the words:

Your real gift is waiting upstairs.

Jungwoo leans in slowly, his lips grazing your cheek in a kiss so soft it feels like a whisper, lingering just long enough to draw a shiver from you. His warmth presses into your flushed skin, the intimacy of the gesture spreading heat down your spine. When he pulls back, his gaze locks onto yours for a moment—steady, teasing, and impossibly affectionate—before his hand moves behind his back. He returns with something familiar, the black silk blindfold you’ve shared so many times before, its texture as soft and inviting as the look in his eyes.

Your breath catches, the sight of it setting your pulse alight. “Jungwoo,” you whisper, your voice trembling as anticipation and excitement twist together in your chest.

His lips curve into a knowing smile as he leans closer, the faint scent of him—clean, warm, utterly him—enveloping you. His breath brushes your ear, sending a ripple through your body as he chuckles softly, a sound so low and teasing it feels like a caress. “Trust me,” he murmurs, his voice smooth but edged with a tenderness that steadies your nerves even as your heart races.

The air around you seems to hum, the room growing warmer as his words settle between you. Your lips part slightly, caught somewhere between awe and surrender as you tilt your head up to him. He’s already standing, towering over you with a presence that feels magnetic, his hand extended toward you with quiet confidence.

“Come on,” he says softly, his tone not commanding but inviting, every syllable wrapping around you like a promise.

You let him guide you up, his hands firm but gentle as he ties the blindfold over your eyes. Without sight, every other sensation becomes sharper—the heat of his palm against yours, the way his thumb brushes over your knuckles, and the faint creak of the wooden floor as he leads you toward the stairs. The house is silent now, save for the soft sounds of your bare feet against the floor and the quiet rhythm of your breathing.

He pauses at the base of the staircase, turning you gently to face him. His free hand brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, his fingers lingering against your cheek for just a moment too long. “You trust me, right?” he asks, his voice low and steady, almost a whisper.

You nod, unable to do anything but surrender to the moment. “Always,” you reply softly.

The warmth in his gaze, though unseen, feels tangible, wrapping around you as he guides you up the stairs. Each step deepens the anticipation coiling in your chest, your heartbeat quickening with every soft creak of the wood. By the time you reach the top, your pulse is racing, your grip on his hand tightening slightly as he leads you to what you can only imagine awaits.

He stops just outside the bedroom door, his hand slipping to your wrist. His touch is deliberate, unhurried, as if savoring every second. “I’ve been waiting all day for this,” he says, his voice steady but laced with a deeper, more intimate promise.

You feel his fingers untie the blindfold, the fabric slipping away from your eyes just as he pushes the door open.

The soft light from the hallway spills into the bedroom, revealing the scene inside. The bed is illuminated by a string of fairy lights draped along the headboard, their golden glow casting a warm, romantic hue over the room. The scent of vanilla lingers in the air, subtle but unmistakable, blending with the crisp, clean scent of him. Every detail feels deliberate—the fluffed pillows, the carefully arranged sheets, the way the room seems to hum with the energy of what’s about to happen.

“Baby…” you gasp, your voice filled with wonder as you take it all in.

You lean into him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. Your hands trail down his back, and you expect him to respond to your touches, his lips devouring yours, his hands gripping your thighs as you wrap your legs around his waist. But he doesn’t.

Instead, he pulls back slightly, his gaze steady and commanding. “Cover your eyes,” he says softly.

You do as he says, your trust in him unwavering. The rustle of movement fills the room, and you hear him shifting, the sound of fabric being discarded making your breath hitch. You can’t see, but you can feel him, the weight of his presence, the quiet dominance in his movements.

“Open your eyes now,” he murmurs.

And there he is. Sprawled across the bed like a masterpiece meant only for you, his sweater and pajama pants discarded to reveal smooth, golden skin that seems to glow under the soft flicker of the fairy lights. The lean muscles of his chest and stomach catch the light, a faint sheen of warmth glistening on his skin as though his body itself is anticipating your touch. A single red ribbon sits low around his waist, its silky bow nestled just above the tight waistband of his boxers, where the outline of his cock pressed hard and insistent against the fabric. 

It’s impossible to ignore how thick and full he is, the strain of the material doing nothing to hide just how ready he is for you. Your eyes drift lower, catching on the handcuffs tied neatly to the bed frame—not yet on his wrists, but waiting, a silent promise of what’s to come. The air between you feels charged, every detail of him—his body, his arousal, his unwavering gaze—pulling you in and stealing the breath from your lungs.

The silence between you is electric, thick with anticipation and the weight of everything unspoken.

“Jungwoo…” you whisper, his name falling from your lips like a confession, barely audible but trembling with need.

His lips curl into a slow, knowing smile, the kind that makes your chest tighten and your thighs clench. He stretches a hand out toward you, his fingers beckoning as his voice drops lower, rough and sultry. “Come here, baby. I’ve been waiting for you all night.”

You crawl toward him with deliberate slowness, your gaze devouring him piece by piece. Your eyes linger on the sharp definition of his thighs, the way the muscles flex with every subtle shift, before they travel to the unmistakable curve of his cock, thick and straining against the tight fabric of his boxers. The sight alone makes your breath catch, and your hands tremble as you reach for him, your fingers brushing the heat of his skin.

You start at his legs, pressing soft, open-mouthed kisses along the hard planes of his thighs, savoring the way his muscles tighten under your touch. His breath hitches audibly, his chest rising and falling in shallow waves, as your lips trail higher, the warmth of his body drawing you in like a magnet. His quiet groans fill the room, low and guttural, spurring you on as you reach the edge of the ribbon. Your tongue darts out, teasing the sensitive skin just below it, your breath hot against his stomach, and the way his hips jerk slightly makes your core ache with need.

Attached to his boxers is a small note, the words scrawled in his familiar handwriting: Unwrap me.

Your hands move with deliberate slowness, untying the red ribbon as you savor every sharp intake of his breath, the way his chest rises and falls under your touch. The silky fabric slips away, pooling on the sheets as you lean forward, pressing a soft, teasing kiss against the hardness straining beneath his boxers. The heat of him radiates through the fabric, making your lips tingle, and you drag your mouth over him again, this time letting your teeth graze faintly.

“Fuck,” he mutters, his hips lifting involuntarily as a strained groan escapes him, the sound rough and raw. His chest rises and falls, each breath shallow as his head tilts back against the pillows.

The fire in your belly burns hotter at the sight of him, and you hook your fingers into the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down agonizingly slowly. His cock springs free, thick and heavy, the flushed tip glistening with precum. Your eyes flick up to his face, drinking in the way his jaw clenches and his lips part as he watches you.

“You gonna suck my cock now, baby?” he rasps, his voice low and dripping with that teasing edge you know too well. “Make up for how fucking greedy and impatient you were earlier? Couldn’t even wait to open your gift before bouncing on my cock by the tree.”

Your breath stutters, heat pooling between your thighs as his words sink in. He smirks, catching the way your tongue darts out to wet your lips. “That’s right,” he murmurs, his gaze locked on you. “Go on, then. Show me how sorry you are.”

When his cock springs free, thick and flushed, the sheer size and weight of him makes your breath catch. Your mouth waters instinctively, your hand wrapping around his base as if drawn by some magnetic pull. He’s impossibly hard, and you take a moment to appreciate the heat and texture under your fingers, the way he twitches slightly as you run your thumb over the head, spreading the bead of precum that’s already formed. He’s big, so big that you have to wrap both hands around the base just to steady him, the weight of him heavy in your grip.

You don’t tease for long. Leaning forward, you let your tongue dart out, circling the tip in slow, deliberate swirls, tasting the salt and warmth of him. Jungwoo’s head falls back against the pillows with a guttural groan, his fingers digging into the sheets beside him.

“Just like that,” he groans, his voice thick and rough, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips despite the desperation in his tone. “So fucking good… Maybe you do know how to behave after all.”

Encouraged, you press your lips to the head, taking him into your mouth inch by inch, your tongue flattening against the underside as you sink down. The stretch is intoxicating, the weight of him filling you as you hollow your cheeks and draw him deeper. The first full glide of your mouth along his length pulls a broken sound from his throat, his hips jerking slightly as he fights to stay still. The thick girth fills your mouth, the heat and weight of him sending a pulse of arousal straight between your legs.

“God, you’re so fucking good at that,” he groans, his hand tangling in your hair, his fingers flexing just enough to hold on but never forcing you. His head tilts back, his lips parted as a shaky breath escapes him. “Such a good girl,” he murmurs, his voice rough and full of praise. “Don’t even have to guide you… You know exactly what I need.”

You drag your tongue along his cock with unhurried precision, letting him feel every flick and swirl. Your hand wraps around the base, stroking in tandem with your mouth as you work him, your spit-slick lips gliding over him effortlessly. The sounds he makes—low, raw, and utterly wrecked—are enough to make you clench your thighs together, desperate for relief but too focused on him to care.

When you take him deeper, relaxing your throat as you push him further past your lips, his reaction is immediate. His hips buck upward, his groan breaking into a curse as his hand tightens in your hair. “God, just like that,” he moans, his voice strained and desperate. “Take it all, baby. Fuck, you’re perfect.”

You hum around him, the vibration making his thighs tense under your hands. You pull back slowly, your lips dragging along his length, leaving him glistening and throbbing. Your hand replaces your mouth momentarily, stroking him as your tongue flicks against the sensitive ridge just beneath the head. His whole body jerks at the sensation, and the low, desperate sound that escapes him sends a rush of heat straight to your core.

“God, you’re going to ruin me,” he murmurs, his voice cracking as you take him back into your mouth, this time setting a deliberate rhythm. Your lips stretch around him, your cheeks hollowing with each pull, the wet, obscene sounds of your efforts filling the room alongside his ragged breaths and groans.

You glance up to find his eyes locked on you, heavy-lidded and dark with lust. The way he watches you—like he’s barely holding himself together, like every move you make is unraveling him—makes you double down, your pace quickening as you take him deeper.

Your free hand moves to his balls, cupping and rolling them gently, and his response is instant, a shuddering gasp ripping from his chest. “Fuck, you’re so good, so fucking good,” he groans, his voice breaking as his hips lift off the bed, chasing the heat of your mouth.

You moan around him, the vibrations drawing another deep groan from his lips. He’s throbbing against your tongue, every inch of him hot and heavy as you work him, your hand stroking in time with the bob of your head. The tension in his body coils tighter with every movement, his breaths coming faster, his grip on your hair almost trembling.

But you’re not stopping. You take him back into your mouth, moving faster now, your head bobbing as you hollow your cheeks and suck hard. Your hand squeezes the base, stroking in rhythm with your mouth as your tongue drags along the underside, pressing against the ridge with every pass.

Jungwoo’s body tightens, his abs clenching as his moans grow louder, more desperate. His hips lift off the bed, thrusting into your mouth as his hand grips your hair tighter.

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, his voice breaking as his cock pulses against your tongue. “I’m so close—don’t stop. Please don’t fucking stop.”

You hum again, the vibrations sending him over the edge. His hips jerk violently, and with a guttural cry, he spills into your mouth, hot and thick as you swallow him down. His cock twitches as you milk him for everything, your tongue still teasing the sensitive head as his body shudders beneath you.

When you finally pull back, your lips are swollen, your cheeks flushed, and your throat sore—but the look of pure bliss on Jungwoo’s face makes it all worth it. He’s wrecked, his chest heaving and his hair damp with sweat as he looks down at you, his eyes dark and full of something that makes your stomach flip.

“Come here,” he growls, the words rough and cracking with desperation as his hand shoots out, wrapping around your wrist and pulling you toward him with a heat that makes your breath hitch. His chest is heaving, his skin flushed and glistening, and the intensity in his eyes is almost overwhelming. “I’m not done with you,” he murmurs, his voice breaking as his grip tightens, his free hand sliding up your thigh, fingers digging into your skin.

“Get up here—now.” The command in his tone is undeniable, his voice rough and cracking with raw hunger. The way his lips part and his gaze drops to your body, devouring every inch of you, sends a jolt of need straight through you. You waste no time, climbing over him, your hands steadying yourself on his chest as you lower yourself slowly, feeling the thick head of his cock stretch you open.

“Fuck,” he hisses through gritted teeth, his fingers gripping your hips hard enough to leave marks. “You’re so fucking tight… baby, I’m—shit.” His jaw clenches as you sink down fully, the movement forcing a groan out of him, raw and deep.

You start to move, rolling your hips experimentally at first before finding a rhythm, bouncing on him in a way that has his body tightening beneath you. The soreness is evident in the way he winces slightly, but the sounds he makes—low, wrecked moans spilling freely from his lips—tell you he’s not even thinking about stopping.

“God, you’re gonna kill me,” he groans, his head falling back against the pillows, his eyes rolling shut for a moment before snapping back to you, watching the way your body moves. His hips start to meet yours, the friction driving you both higher, the sound of skin meeting skin filling the room along with his broken cries of your name.

You move deliberately, sinking down on his cock with slow, rolling motions that make his hips jerk beneath you. The stretch, the fullness, the way he fits so perfectly inside you—it all sends sparks up your spine, but tonight isn’t about chasing your own pleasure. It’s about him.

“Jungwoo,” you murmur, your hands pressing against his chest as you lean forward, your voice trembling but tender. “Do you know how perfect you are? How good you’ve been to me today? I just want to make you feel it. All of it.”

He groans, the sound catching in his throat as his hands grip your hips, his fingers digging in like he’s grounding himself. “Baby,” he breathes, his voice shaking, “you don’t have to—fuck—I already feel it. I always feel it with you.”

But you shake your head gently, a soft smile playing on your lips as you move a little faster, your thighs burning with the effort but your heart full. “I want to,” you insist, your voice barely above a whisper, but the conviction in it makes his breath stutter. “I want you to feel as good as you make me feel every single day. I just… I need to do this for you.”

His expression softens, though the strain of pleasure is evident in the way his jaw clenches and his lips part. “You already make me feel like the luckiest man in the world,” he says, his voice cracking slightly as his hands slide up your sides, trembling against your skin. “Every damn day. But this…” He groans again, his hips lifting to meet yours, his cock sinking deeper into you, making you gasp. “God, baby, you’re incredible.”

You ride him harder now, the pace of your hips quickening as you feel his body tense beneath you. His cock pulses inside you, the wet glide of your movements amplified by the slick heat between you. Your name falls from his lips in a broken moan, his hands gripping your waist like he can’t hold on much longer.

“I love you,” you whisper, your voice trembling with emotion as you press your forehead to his, your movements never faltering. “I love you so much, Jungwoo.”

“Fuck, I love you too,” he groans, his eyes squeezing shut as his head falls back. “So much. You don’t even know what you do to me.”

You kiss his chest softly, your lips brushing over the sweat-slicked skin as you keep moving, your pace deliberate and loving. Each bounce on his cock draws another guttural moan from him, his body arching beneath yours as the tension builds higher and higher.

Your eyes flicker to the handcuffs tied to the bedframe, the glint of metal catching the soft glow of the fairy lights. The idea takes hold of you, sharp and irresistible, a way to give him everything he’s given you tonight—to show him how deeply you want to love him, to please him, to worship him.

With deliberate slowness, you lean forward, brushing your hands over his wrists as you guide them upward. He doesn’t resist, his body pliant under your touch, his chest rising and falling rapidly as his gaze locks on yours. His breath hitches when you wrap the cuffs around his wrists, snapping them into place with a soft, deliberate click that seems to echo in the room, heavy with intent.

His lips part, a low, guttural moan spilling from him as his hips twitch beneath you, his cock flexing inside you. “Fuck,” he groans, his voice hoarse and dripping with need. “You’re so fucking hot like this—do whatever you want to me, baby. I’m all yours.”

Your hips roll down sharply, sinking onto his cock with a deliberate, measured pace that draws a guttural groan from his chest. The sound reverberates through you, sending a pulse of heat straight to your core.

“Good boy,” you murmur, your voice soft yet commanding as you lean down, your lips brushing over his in a kiss that’s both tender and possessive. You pull back just enough to meet his gaze, your eyes searching his for any sign of hesitation. All you find is surrender. “Let me take care of you.”

His head falls back, his lips parting as a shaky exhale escapes him. His bound wrists tug lightly against the cuffs, not in protest but in response to the overwhelming need coursing through him. His eyes, half-lidded and glassy with desire, flicker back to yours, and the trust in them makes your chest ache in the best way.

“I want to show you,” you whisper, your voice trembling but full of conviction as you plant your hands on his chest, your palms pressing into the hard planes of muscle glistening with sweat. “How much I love you. How much you mean to me. Let me make you feel it, Jungwoo.”

You bounce on him with reckless abandon, your body moving instinctively, completely consumed by the rhythm. Each upward lift of your hips is sharp and immediate, followed by a desperate slam back down, taking him so deep it leaves you breathless. Your thighs burn with the effort, but you don’t stop, your need to please him overpowering everything else.

His cock stretches you perfectly, filling you completely with every bounce, the wet, obscene sounds of your bodies meeting filling the room. Your hands splay over his chest, pressing into the hard, sweat-slicked muscles as you struggle to maintain control, your own gasps mixing with his groans. His bound wrists tug uselessly at the cuffs, his knuckles whitening as his fingers flex, desperate to touch you but unable to.

His eyes flutter open, dark and hazy, locking on the way your breasts move with every bounce. He groans, his frustration palpable as his hands continue to tug at the cuffs. “Fuck, baby,” he breathes, his voice trembling. “You’re gonna kill me. I can’t even—shit—I can’t even touch you.”

You glance down at him, your movements growing faster, more erratic, your breasts bouncing wildly with the force of it. His eyes darken as they fixate on your body, but his inability to touch you drives him wild. His hips jerk beneath you, meeting your every bounce with a raw urgency that makes your body quake. The sight of him so wrecked, so helpless under you, keeps you going. “You don’t need to touch me,” you whisper, your lips brushing over his jaw before pulling back. “Just lie there and take it like my good boy. Let me love you, Jungwoo.”

His hips buck up instinctively at your words, pushing himself deeper, and you gasp, your nails digging into his chest as you pick up the pace. Your movements become erratic, driven by the desperate need to push him over the edge. You’re bouncing so hard now that your body feels like it’s moving on instinct, your breasts swaying with every motion, completely out of his reach.

“Look at you,” you murmur, your voice breathless but full of reverence as you ride him harder, faster. “So good for me. You’ve been so good all day—so attentive, so perfect. Let me make you feel how much I love you.”

His jaw slackens, his moans breaking into ragged gasps as his cock throbs inside you, the tension in his body coiling tighter with every movement. “Fuck,” he chokes out, his head pressing back against the pillows, his bound wrists flexing again like he’s desperate to anchor himself. “I’m gonna—baby, I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” you whisper, your voice soft but commanding as you grind down on him, circling your hips once before slamming back down. “You’re so good for me, Jungwoo. Let go. Let me feel you.”

His bound hands strain against the cuffs one last time as his body tenses beneath you, and with a shattered cry, he comes, his cock throbbing violently as he spills deep inside you. The heat and fullness of his release push you over the edge, and you throw your head back, your own orgasm ripping through you as your body clenches and shakes around him.

Jungwoo’s chest rises and falls beneath your palms, his skin still flushed and damp from everything you’ve just done. His wrists are free now, but he hasn’t moved much, his hands resting lazily against your thighs as his dark, half-lidded eyes roam over you like he’s trying to memorize every detail. The glow of the fairy lights softens his expression, but there’s a spark in his gaze that keeps your pulse racing.

“So,” he murmurs, his voice rough and low, tinged with the remnants of his satisfaction. “Was the present worth the wait?”

A grin tugs at your lips as you lean down, brushing your nose against his before pressing a soft kiss to his jawline. “Absolutely,” you whisper, your voice playful but sincere. “Best one yet.”

For a moment, his expression softens even more, his thumb tracing absentminded circles against your skin. But then, without warning, his grip tightens on your hips, and before you can process what’s happening, you’re on your back, the cool sheets beneath you sending a shiver up your spine.

“Jungwoo—” you start, but the words catch in your throat when his hands grab your wrists, pinning them above your head with surprising ease. His grin is slow, wicked, and full of intent as he reaches for the handcuffs you’d only just taken off him.

“I have one last gift for you,” he says, his voice lower now, rich and teasing, with just enough authority to make your breath hitch.

Your heart pounds as the cuffs click around your wrists, securing you to the bedframe. His hands linger, his fingers brushing over your skin as he leans down, his breath warm against your ear.

“Stay still, baby,” he murmurs, his lips curving into a smirk that sends a jolt of anticipation through you. “This one’s going to take a little patience.”

[v1si0n]

JUST GIVE ME A REASON🪐 (J.JH)

SUMMARY: you didn’t think think you could possibly hate performing at your schools spring showcase until you were paired up with your mortal enemy, Jung Jaehyun. but you guys are singing a love song, and god knows what love songs do to youngins like you.

GENRE: enemies to lovers, college au, performance arts majors! y/n and jaehyun, humor, fluff, tiny bit of angst, lovers in denial but its just y/n LMFAO

WARNINGS: profanity, jokes about death, inaccurate depictions of performance arts majors, jaehyun and y/n are constantly at each others necks but in a kinda cute way…?

NOTES: AHHHHHH my first actual written piece!!!! i’ve had this fic partially finished for a LONG ass time and i’m finally releasing it for you lovelies to read💗💗💗hope you love it as much as i do :)

WORD COUNT: 15.5k

TAGLIST: @shiningnono @stickwme2 @mmjhh1998 @bluedbliss @peachfulnight

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[ncityprincess]

Jungwoo is the opposite of a brat tamer. A brat enabler if you will. He encourages bratty behavior including but not limited to rolling your eyes, pouting when you don’t get your way, wanting to be babied during that time of the month, dragging him all over the shopping center, crying at the smallest inconvenience, acting like the world is ending when you break a nail. I think he likes ‘em a little mean and self-absorbed 🙂‍↕️

[talkingsaxy]

PHOTOS YOU'VE TAKEN OF YOUR BOYFRIEND JUNGWOO

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[ilwonuu]

hey, can you write ab jungwoo being a soft caring dom to the reader? anyway a big thanks to you for opening the req sesh ^_^

YES OMSGSGSG. im so happy you requested something for jungwoo💖💖 I HOPE U ENJOY<3

⋆·˚ ༘ *sweetheart ⋆·˚ ༘ *

→ kim jungwoo.

༄ summary- you boyfriend always wants to fuck you. even when you two just woke up from a loving nap.

༄ warnings- soft!dom jungwoo, pussy!drunk jungwoo, sub!reader, unprotected sex(i know i have a problem.), creampie, dirty talk, kissing, oral (f receiving), reader has praise kink and so does jungwoo!!

༄ authors note- i love jungwoo<3

your awoken from your nap with your boyfriend. glancing over at the clock on your side table. it now being 9:53pm. your sleep schedule is so fucked.

“baby im sorry i woke you. just trying to get comfortable.” you give him a nod slowly rolling over onto him. “it’s okay love. you’re warm.” you whisper to him rubbing his chest softly. his reaction his off. his face turns red and he shifts further away from you.

“baby im gonna be honest i woke up really horny and right now you’re making me even harder.” he laughs nervously looking away for you. “im so sorry love i didn’t realize.” you say with a quick laugh. “want me to help you?” he moans at your words. “yes baby please.” he pulls you under him. shifting to hover over you. “eager?” you tease him. “yes i am. so very eager baby.” he smirks watching as you undress yourself. him doing the same.

“can i eat you out pretty baby?” whispers into your skin as he kisses up and down from your neck to your thighs. the feeling making you squirm. you nod quickly. he chuckles at you a little. he moves in between your legs to face your pussy. he looks up at you. “you’re gonna feel so good yea baby? tap me if you need me to stop.” “thank you love.” you smile before feeling him lean into your lips for a sweet kiss. “gonna taste so fucking good.” he immediately move to face your pussy again.

he’s wasting no time immediately licking your slit softly. he’s watching you through his eyelashes. his dick is even harder now. you moan at every touch. “j-jungwoo please.” you moan out. he responds with a moan that goes right to your cunt. “f-fuck so good.” your hand immediately going to his head of hair.

jungwoo can wait much longer quickly positioning his dick. “you taste so good. my pretty baby. “ pulling you up to kiss him roughly. him immediately sliding his tongue in your mouth causing you both to moan. “i gotta fuck you.” he whines rubbing his dick against your wet slit.

“fuck i could cum from this alone baby.” he admits giving you a sweet look. “ready pretty?” he asks. “yes fuck me jungwoo!” you push your hips foward against him. he grips your hips pinning them down softly. “impatient girl.”

he slowly pushes his dick into you. “fuck baby. so fucking wet.” his head is thrown back as he bottoms out. “you okay?” his attention going back to you. you nod slowly starting to fuck yourself on him. “keep doing that im gonna cum so fast.” his moans are deep and some of them are coming out as whimpers. he pushes you thighs further to fuck you deeper. “shit shit. so pretty baby fuck.” he’s moaning non stop and so are you.

“gonna cum all good and deep in you. tell me you want it my pretty girl.” you moan loudly at his words. “want your c-cum so bad jungwoo.”

“yea baby? ill give it to you don’t you worry.” he gives your neck and cheek warm soft kisses as he fucks into you quicker. “so fucking tight. you’re gonna kill me pretty.”

jungwoo moans as his dick twitches. “s-so close woo“ you cry out. “yea pretty? cum for me baby.” he sends more soft kisses up your body. “gonna cum too baby. gonna fill you up so prettily. you want that?” he asks you again. you nod dumbly. not able to form words at the speed of his hips.

“i’m cumming jungwoo-“ your legs shake as you cum undone on his dick. your high immediately causing him to cum right after you. he watches as his cums shoots into you. slowly watching it ooze out of you. “f-fuck look at this mess.” he hips picking up speed again. “jungwoo- another round-“ he just nods. “you can take it right? fuck i just can’t not when you look this good under me baby. tell me if you’re okay tho? ill pull out.” he stills his hips waiting for an answer.

“i’m good love.” you smile at him. “good baby because im gonna fuck you nice and slow.” his hips fucking into at a slow pace. his dick is hitting you at a deeper angle.

hes kissing against your skin. his deep moans and whimpers taking you to bliss. “so fucking good. i can’t ah fuck-“ his hips speeding up again. he’s watching your pleasured facial expressions as more of his cum continues to drip out of you. “i’m gonna cum-“ you legs are shaking again. “me too fuck. you feel so fuck-fucking good.” his hips stutter and his cum is filling you up. you cumming after him. “shit baby.” he whispers still watching his cum drip. “you did so well. you feeling okay?”

“yea im good. so good. always feels good. he kisses you before he pulls out of you immediately grabbing something to clean you with. “okay good baby. want to order some food?” he asks after finishes cleaning you up. “i’m literally starving so yes.” he nods giving you a quick kiss before you two continue your night.

[mymoodwriting]

9.1k, traveling, solo vacation, heartache, comfort, stalking, manipulation, sight-seeing, dates, dizziness, losing consciousness, supernatural beings, plant manipulation, drugs, yandere themes (@starillusion13)

“Welcome to Proust House.”

You offered the three gentlemen a smile as you entered the house. It was big, and luxurious, the pictures on the internet did not do this place justice. You were so excited to be here, albeit a bit sad too.

“Is it just you?” One of the boys asked. “The reservation said it was for five?”

“Uh, yeah, yeah it was… but… things happened… so it’s just me, is that alright?”

“Of course, of course. Let me help you with your things.”

The boy took your suitcase, asking you to follow them to your room. As you walked the other two came along.

“I’m Doyoung, by the way.” The boy with your suitcase smiled. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too. I’m y/n.”

“The other two are Jaehyun and Jungwoo. We are co-owners of this house.”

“It’s really lovely. I’m glad to be staying here.”

“And we are happy to have you. Alright, this will be your room. It is late so I presume you want to get some rest so we’ll leave you to it. Call us if you need anything.”

Doyoung assured you all your necessities were in the room, and that tomorrow he’d give you a proper tour of the house. You took your luggage from him and thanked him, all of them, wishing them a good night. Once you were alone in your room you could take it all in. This whole place was amazing and the room was no different. The sheets were soft and all the furniture looked well-cared for. You found you had a private bathroom, deciding to get ready for bed, but you still had some energy and weren’t all that sleepy. On the way in you had seen a pool area, and thought to go there. You didn’t plan for a midnight swim, but the soothing sounds of the water and staring up at the sky might help ease your mind.

“Will you be alright?”

“Huh?”

You had been sitting by the poolside when a voice suddenly startled you. It was Jaehyun, who quickly apologized for scaring you.

“I’m okay…”

“That’s good. I thought you’d be asleep by now, but perhaps you’re not tired.”

“Yeah, besides the night sky is beautiful.”

“It is. Although I’m wondering… will you really be alright?”

“What do you mean?”

“With us? Usually multiple people come to stay at Proust House, but it’s just you… will you be okay staying with the three of us here? There is no else at the moment.”

“It’s fine. That is if you’re okay with it, I understand you expected more house guests.”

“We’re alright, I just don’t want you feeling uncomfortable.”

“It’s kinda late for that.”

“Do you want to talk about it? I’m a good listener, and a stranger to you as well.” Jaehyun sat near you. “It might not be a bad idea to unburden yourself.”

“Perhaps, but it’s nothing new… I was supposed to come here with some friends and my… well I guess he’s my ex-boyfriend now.” You took a moment. “Last week I found out he was seeing one of my other friends who was meant to come on this trip too. I got upset and yelled and… no one took my side… so obviously… the trip kinda fell apart, but I didn’t want my vacation days to go to waste, and the reservation had already been made, so here I am.”

“How cruel. A wonderful woman like you should be cherished.”

You chuckled. “I guess I kept the wrong company.”

“Indeed. I’ll make sure to refund you for the others. You should have that money to spend on your vacation.”

“Ah, that would be nice.” A yawn escaped your lips. “I guess I’m finally tired.”

“I’ll escort you to your room.”

Jaehyun walked with you back to your room, wishing you a good night. Your earlier assumption was correct. The bed was very soft and cozy.

🖤

Come morning you woke to a gentle knock at your door. You heard a voice out in the hall letting you know breakfast would be served soon. Despite being sleepy you called out that you’d be down in a minute. You took a moment and then got up, looking around the room, feeling well rested. You went to the bathroom and freshen up, preparing for the day ahead and focusing on the good things. Right outside your door was the balcony to the courtyard, so as you stepped out of your room you were met with a whole new sight to enjoy. With the morning light you could see the house differently. 

It was so beautiful, and so full of life. You hadn’t noticed last night just how many plants were in the house, and how incredible it all looked. You didn’t know where the dining room was but you followed the smell of food, ultimately finding the right place. The boys all greeted you with smiles, happy to see you up. There was plenty of food on the table and they encouraged you to sit and eat. Before you could ask, Jungwoo confirmed that they had cooked it all, and kept in mind all of the allergies and dietary restrictions you noted when you first registered to stay at the house. You thanked them and ate, enjoying your meal.

“This is such a lovely home you have, what made you decide to open it up to outside guests?”

“Well, it was so beautiful we thought it best to share with others.” Doyoung commented. “I’m glad you’re already enjoying yourself.”

“Yeah. You also have a lot of plants. Sometimes it feels like I’m living in a garden.”

“That’s the other reason we invite others here.” Jungwoo mentioned. “The plants need more carbon monoxide and fertilizer.”

“What?”

“Jungwoo!” Jaehyun hit the other over the head. “Don’t make jokes like that.”

“What? I thought it was funny.” 

You did chuckle at the notion, seeing that these boys really cared for the plants in their home. After breakfast Doyoung showed you around the house, that way you could move around freely as you came and went. While getting familiar with everything you noticed a room full of flowers and other plants, curious about it.

“What do you guys do with your time? You must run some kind of business to have a place like this, or perhaps this is family wealth?”

“You have good senses. My friends and I run a business. We make perfumes.”

“Oh wow, that’s cool. I guess it also explains the variety of flowers you have here.”

“Exactly, but the flowers here are for us to enjoy. If you’re curious, I did ask Jaehyun to leave a box of our perfumes in your room, a complimentary gift.”

“What? Oh no, I don’t think I can accept that.”

“Please. It’s the least we can do to make sure you enjoy your stay.”

“Thank you.”

The tour ended when you made it back to your room, and you thanked Doyoung for his hospitality. Even if you were alone on this trip, there were still things you wanted to do, and the day was young. After getting dressed you noticed a box on your bed and opened it up, seeing three bottles of perfume inside. They each had their own label, and you decided to check them all. The scents were unique and quite lovely and you figured you should use them. So for that day you decided to try on Mood Street.

On your way out you let Jaehyun know you’d be back later, and he wished you well on your day. Then you were off. You had called a cab earlier, and were excited to venture out into the area. The sun was shining down on a happy day, and you knew what you wanted to do with your time. As you walked the streets you were greeted by many smiling faces. It seemed the people here were happy to see tourists enjoying their home, and were more than eager to recommend things you should do. Even though you were enjoying yourself, there were reminders all over of what had happened to you.

Couples were out walking together, smiling and laughing, sharing meals and making memories. You had been doing that too not so long ago, but everything had fallen apart now. Seeing all this soured your mood a bit, but then you were met with an unexpected surprise. Jungwoo had been walking down the street with flowers in hand and listening to music. When he noticed you he happily waved and approached, curious as to what kind of adventures you had been on so far. Yet he was quick to note the sadness in your eyes. You hadn’t told him directly about your current predicament, but Jaehyun had shared the information, wanting all three of them to make sure you enjoyed your time here.

“What’s wrong?”

“Huh? Nothing…”

“Hm.” Jungwoo looked around. “This is a beautiful place. Although it’s best to share these memories with someone else.”

“…”

“Come on, I know a great cafe around here.”

Before you could say anything more Jungwoo took your hand and pulled you along down the street. It was sudden, but you didn’t feel nervous or uneasy around him. He was a stranger to you, yet he felt familiar and safe. Jungwoo took you to this little place, greeting the older lady behind the counter.

“Could you hold these for a moment.”

Jungwoo handed you the flowers he had been holding, getting out his wallet and ordering, asking you what you wanted. You browsed the menu and picked something out.

“Is she your girlfriend?” The cashier asked. “She’s pretty.”

“Oh, no.” Jungwoo smiled. “She’s a guest at Proust House, but she is very pretty.”

You felt shy hearing Jungwoo’s words, trying to hide your face in the flowers. Once you got your drinks Jungwoo suggested sitting down and enjoying them. You picked a spot by the front window, able to look out at the streets and see life pass by.

“Can I ask, why did you buy flowers? You have a lot at home.”

“These flowers we don’t grow at home, and we wanted to use them for our next fragrance. There’s this lovely flower shop nearby that we go to and order with when we need some different types of flowers.”

“Ah, that’s pretty cool. How long have you been a perfumist?” 

“A couple years now.”

“So what made you take on this career?”

“I always loved how one can mix together things like flowers and herbs and so many other beautiful things to create such a wonderful scent. I honestly just started experimenting before I thought to make this into a full on business. The others had the same idea and now here we are.”

“That’s great. To take something you enjoy and make a career out of it, not to mention you share it with others.”

“Yeah. You’re wearing my perfume today.”

“Oh? Mood Street is yours?”

“Yup. What do you think?”

“I love it. The smell reminds me of my childhood.”

“Really?”

“Yup. It’ll certainly pick up my mood in the future.”

“I’m happy to hear that.”

After finishing your drink you went with Jungwoo as he showed you around to his favorite places. He certainly helped you put your worries aside and made you feel less lonely. Before you knew it the whole day had gone by and you had such a wonderful time. Jungwoo had driven out, so of course he took you back to the house. You were happy to be back, and the two others welcomed you. They had prepared dinner, and it smelled amazing. While you ate you told them of your adventures and the things you did with Jungwoo. They listened intently, really making you feel like you were with friends.

“I see you really enjoyed yourself today.”

“Yup. This place is as amazing as they say. I’m glad I came.”

“We’re happy to have you too.”

“I’m going to turn in for the night. Another busy day awaits me tomorrow. Thanks for dinner.”

“Have a good night.”

The sun was barely peeking over the horizon, filling the sky with the light of dusk. You took a moment to stare up at the beautiful sky, a soft smile on your face. The day really had been good despite the small bump. Even if things back home were complicated you were glad to be here, able to just focus on the present and be happy. You eventually returned to your room, getting ready for the night and getting cozy in bed. It didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, happily embracing the darkness.

🖤

The sound of birds chirping slowly pulled you from your slumber. Sunlight creeped into the room through the curtains, welcoming the new day. You didn’t need a wake up call this time, actually bumping into Doyoung as he was on his way to tell you breakfast was ready. He was pleasantly surprised to see you up and with a smile on your face. The two of you headed down to the dining room, seeing the others setting up the table.

“Good morning, did you sleep well?”

“Very much so. The bed here is super comfy.”

You didn’t eat too much in the morning as today’s plans involved trying all kinds of local cuisine and street food. You excitedly got ready for the day and then went over to the box of perfume you had. Yesterday you had tried Mood Street, so today you thought to try ?! since it would likely match your feelings that day. Another wonderful aroma filled the room, and you were good to head out. Once again you had called a cab to pick you up, heading to this brunch spot with raving reviews. Simply walking through the door made your stomach grumble despite a light breakfast. You picked out something new and something you were familiar with, wanting to make sure you still ate regardless of whether you liked the food or not.

After having your fill you went on a walk around the neighborhood, taking in how beautiful it was. There were so many plants around. Trees lined the sidewalk providing wonderful shade, and one could find different flowers on different streets. Not to mention many vines grew up and along the buildings, blooming flowers of their own and adding another level of beauty to the buildings. It honestly felt more like walking through a huge garden than some normal street. The aromas of the flora mixed with the foods around, it was divine simply to walk by. One could go on for hours and still enjoy themselves.

You stopped by a cafe for a drink, having it while you continued your walk and took pictures. You didn’t even realize it was past lunch until your stomach growled at you. It seemed you had really gotten lost in the scenery. You found a nice bench to stop at, looking through your phone to see where you’d be going for lunch. There were a few wonderful places nearby and once you had your choice down you were on your way. The place wasn’t as busy since it was past the lunch rush so you were seated and attended rather quickly. You ordered from their specials, excited to try everything you could stomach.

While you were in the middle of your meal you heard a big group of people come into the restaurant. They had a reservation and were apparently celebrating a couple’s engagement. Without meaning to you found yourself staring, realizing that was supposed to be you. Out with friends and celebrating the milestones in your lives. You finished up your meal and then headed out. The warm sun shining down on you picked up your mood a bit, and you went back to aimlessly walking the streets. 

As it got later in the evening you found an ice cream shop and stopped for a treat, staring out the window at the world passing by. It was good to be alone with yourself every once and a while. You don’t have to worry about another person and can just exist and be happy while doing things you enjoy. You zoned out for a moment and then snapped back to reality when there was a knock on the glass. You glanced over to see Jaehyun out on the street, waving at you before making his way into the shop. You were pleasantly surprised to see him, as was he.

“What are you doing here?”

“I was just around.” Jaehyun mentioned. “I saw you from across the street, but I wasn’t sure it was you until I got a closer look. How’s your day been?”

“It’s been good. I’ve walked around a lot and eaten just as much.”

“Sounds like a good day. Are you gonna head back to the house soon? Or will you be having dinner somewhere else?”

“I was planning on going to a restaurant for dinner but…”

“What?”

“I think I should just head back and eat with you guys.”

“Ah, you don’t want to be alone?”

“I… well I guess it looks weird eating alone when others aren’t…”

“Then I’ll join you.”

“Huh?”

“There’s a nice place I know around here, let’s go have dinner together.”

“I…”

“Just say yes, come on, I know you’ll love it.”

Before you could say anything more Jaehyun took your hand in his, leading you out of the little parlor and back onto the streets. The nice evening breeze brought a smile to your face, and after a moment you stared down at Jaehyun’s hand holding yours. His touch was so warm and inviting, you honestly didn’t want him to let go. The two of you went down a few blocks before coming to a stop. From outside you could see the restaurant had a cool atmosphere and soon enough you were inside.

“Table for two, please.”

“Jaehyun, so good to see you again. I see you have a date.”

“Oh, we’re not-”

“She’s pretty isn’t she?”

“Jaehyun.” You hissed in a giggle.

“What, it’s true.”

“If you could follow me, please.”

You were still trying to contain your smile, Jaehyun returning the sentiment and pulling you along. He pulled out your chair for you and then sat across from you. Once the waiter brought over the menus he began to tell you about the dishes and what was best in his opinion. When the food and drinks were decided Jaehyun asked about your day, wanting to hear about your adventures and see the pictures you had taken. You were happy to share and he was delighted to listen to you go on and on. After dinner Jaehyun suggested going on a little walk to help the food settle and bid farewell to the evening. You loved the idea and the two of you found a nice place to enjoy the sunset.

It had been a long adventurous day, and you were certainly tired. Jaehyun kept you close as you walked to the car, making sure you didn’t stumble and hurt yourself. You took a little nap on the drive back to the house, Jaehyun gently waking you and helping you to your room. He laid you down in bed, helping you out of your shoes and asking if you’d be alright. Your sleepy self assured him you were good, so he wished you a good night and left you to rest. You wanted to curl up and sleep but it was better if you got ready for bed. You took a breath and got up, properly unwinding and then getting under the covers. It had been another good day, and you happily welcomed sleep.

🖤

Since yesterday had been such a busy day you wound up sleeping in a bit, only waking when there was a knock at your door followed by footsteps. A nice aroma filled the room and you got up, squinting your eyes until your vision cleared up and you saw Doyoung with a tray of food. He set it down on the nightstand and went over to open up the blinds. Fresh air and warm sunlight filled the room, creating a wonderful atmosphere. You sat up and stretched, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as Doyoung set the tray on the bed.

“For our special guest, breakfast in bed.”

“It smells delicious. You didn’t have to do all this. I would have gotten up eventually.”

“Perhaps, but I don’t get to do this often. So, what’s your agenda for the day?”

“Hm, not so sure. Although since the weather looks so nice I think I’ll pay a visit to the local museums.”

“Really? Why don’t I accompany you.”

“That’s not necessary, I’m sure you’re busy.”

“Not today. Besides, I’d like to go with you. I can share some of the history behind certain pieces, like your personal guide.”

“That does sound fun.”

“Excellent. You finish up breakfast and let me know when you’re ready to go.”

“Alright.”

Doyoung left to let you eat in peace. You were quite excited for the day ahead, happy to know you wouldn’t be alone. After eating you got ready, trying out the last perfume bottle from the box, February to April. Once you were good to go you went down to look for Doyoung. He was out in the garden and happy to see you. He brought the car around, and then the two of you were on your way. He took care of everything so all you had to do was enjoy yourself. The two of you walked through the art gallery, sticking close to one another. Doyoung would point out certain pieces and tell you about them, giving you all the more reason to enjoy such a piece.

For lunch you merely went to the museum’s cafeteria, not wanting to leave just yet. There was still so much to see, and you wanted to get to as much as you could. The day itself was just wonderful with Doyoung. You’d share your thoughts, take pictures, and just appreciate the atmosphere. It felt like things could go on forever, but you knew it was getting late, and it would be time for dinner soon. Doyoung was on the same page as you but he had something else in mind.

“You know, it’s not that late. We could go to a nearby market and buy somethings for dinner.”

“You wanna cook?”

“I’d love to make dinner for you. I feel like a home cooked meal is the perfect way to end the day.”

“I’ve never been to a market before.”

“Then it’s settled, let’s go!”

Doyoung was very excited to take you somewhere, and you were also curious about shopping at a market. Even if it was later in the day the place still seemed to be busy with people. Doyoung had you hook your arm around his, not wanting to lose you in the crowds, and then you were off. He led the way, pointing out certain stalls and asking you if you were in the mood for anything in particular. You were more interested in seeing what he wanted to do.

“Doyoung, it’s so good to see you.”

An older woman at a stall called out to Doyoung and the two of you made your way over. She could see you were buying ingredients for dinner.

“It’s been a while. I was wondering what was keeping you away, but I see now you found yourself a pretty girl.”

“Ah, she is very pretty.” Doyoung teased you. “Although she’s just a guest at our house for now. I want to make her dinner tonight, so I brought her to the market.”

“That’s a good date idea.”

“Do you have any recommendations?”

You chatted with the woman for a while before buying some veggies and going on your way. Now that you thought about it, the boys from the house really seemed to know a lot of people in the area. Everywhere you went with them there was always someone new to greet, and everyone kept thinking you were their girlfriend. It made you shy, but also brought a smile to your face. After shopping you got some snacks and then headed home. You were excited to cook alongside Doyoung, following his instructions. Soon enough a rich aroma was filling the kitchen and you couldn’t wait to eat.

The other two peeked into the kitchen to see what was for dinner, surprised and happy to see you there. It made them all the more excited, saying they’d set the table so you could all eat as soon as you were done. You kept wanting to steal a bite here and there but Doyoung told you to be patient, lightly scolding you when he saw you trying to sneak some food. Once everything was finished you started moving pots over to the dining table, the other boys pouring drinks. Soon enough you were all seated and enjoying dinner together. You spoke of your day out in the museum and little trip to the market. Happily sharing your adventures once more.

After dinner you helped clean up the table and wash some dishes, feeling like this was a satisfying end to a good day. When you finished up with that you turned in for the night. You took a nice shower and then washed up before crawling under the sheets. You snuggled against your pillow, closing your eyes and easily drifting off into dreamland. You looked forward to what the next day would bring you.

🖤

You slowly woke from your slumber to the soft pitter-patter at your window. You didn’t know the time but your room seemed dark. You slowly got out of bed and went over to your window, pulling back the curtains and seeing that it was raining. Just to double check you stepped out of your room, being able to see the rain clearly as it fell onto the courtyard below. The scent in the air was calming, and you almost found yourself falling asleep standing up as the soft sounds of rain lulled you back to sleep.

“The forecast didn’t say anything about rain today.”

You opened your eyes to see Jungwoo walking over, a tray of food in hand. Today would be another good day for breakfast in bed.

“It’s nice though.”

“Do you plan on going out in this weather? I don’t think it’s gonna stop anytime soon.”

“No, no, I think today will just be a lazy day for me. Take a little break from all my adventures.”

“That’s for the best.”

“I’ll have breakfast and then go back to bed.”

“Sounds like a good plan. Here you go.”

“Thanks.”

“I’ll come pick up the dishes later so just leave them outside your room.”

“I will.”

“Let us know if you need anything. We won’t be going anywhere either.”

“Noted.”

Jungwoo let you get back into your room, heading off elsewhere. You had breakfast in bed, enjoying the food and staring out the window, enjoying the sounds of the rain. After eating you set the tray down outside your room and then got back into bed. With food in your belly and such relaxing sounds it was easy to fall asleep. You’d find yourself slipping in and out of consciousness, but you certainly didn’t want to get up just yet. You slept in until a little after one, still sleepy but feeling it was time to get up and do something.

It was still raining outside, but you didn’t mind. All the rain would be good for the plants out in the courtyard. It was past lunchtime so you were definitely a bit hungry. You didn’t want to bother any of the boys so you figured you’d be able to make yourself something. Although to your surprise it seems they were one step ahead. There was food in the kitchen that had been left for you. A note next to it let you know they had set it aside cause they didn’t want to wake you up to eat. You were grateful, reminding yourself to thank them later. You heated up the food and ate, making sure to clean up after yourself.

Since you had no intentions of going out you thought to explore the house. It was huge and despite being here for a few days you had only seen so little of it. You aimlessly wandered the halls, taking in all the beauty with the sounds of the rain as your background music. Art decorated the halls, and most doors were wide open, welcoming you in and really making it feel like you weren’t intruding on someone’s home. As you explored you came upon a peculiar sight, finding it rather amusing and giggling.

“Jaehyun?”

You walked past a room and then quickly did a double take. Jaehyun was sitting in a bathtub, fully clothed, while he stared out the window with a journal in hand. When he saw you he smiled, not at all embarrassed or nervous about his situation.

“Ah, you’re awake.”

“Yeah. What are you doing?”

“Just soaking in the tub. There are some flowers in here so it’s like a special type of bath.”

“And you take it fully clothed?”

“The world outside is soaked, I see no difference being the same.”

“Interesting take.”

“Why don’t you join me?”

“What?”

You weren’t entirely sure what Jaehyun was talking about, but he soon began to get out of the tub. He set his journal down and stepped onto the tile floor, getting water everywhere, but that was the least of his concern. He approached you and took your hand, leading you out into the hall. He was leaving a trail of water, but he didn’t care, and you couldn’t even ask what was going on. There was a smile on his face that brought one out of you too. Next thing you knew you were stepping outside into the courtyard, the rain coming down on you. In a matter of moments you were wet, soon completely soaked like him.

“Jaehyun!” You laughed.

“When was the last time you danced in the rain.”

Jaehyun pulled you close, wrapping an arm around your waist and spinning you around. The two of you swayed from side to side, going in circles as you danced. Things were a bit blurry, but you were enjoying yourself. It seemed like the plants around you were dancing too, and despite the rain you weren’t that cold. The moment was almost a bit surreal, like something out of a movie.

“You should stay with us.”

“What? I can’t hear you.”

“What are you doing!”

You heard a voice yell somewhere around you, and then Doyoung was pulling you away from Jaehyun. He quickly placed something over your head, shielding you from the rain.

“You’ll get sick out here, y/n.”

“It’s fine.” Jaehyun commented. “We were having fun.”

“I’m sure you were. Come on, y/n.”

Doyoung wasn’t gonna listen to the other, so he just started moving you out of the courtyard over to dryland. He led you to one of the bathrooms nearby, not commenting on the trail of water you were leaving behind. He wrapped you up in a towel, trying his best to dry you off. You found his actions very sweet.

“I’m alright, Doyoung. I didn’t mind being in the rain.”

“I know, but I don’t want you to get sick.”

“It’s fine if I…”

As you spoke it finally dawned on you why Doyoung was so worried about you. This wasn’t your house, and you were only here on vacation, getting sick is the last thing you should want.

“Sorry… I guess I forgot for a moment that I’m just your guest here. I shouldn’t burden you by falling ill, and getting sick could mean I miss my flight back home.”

“None of us have any problem with you staying. You could if you wanted to… and I wouldn’t mind babying you, but I don’t know if you’re alright with some strangers looking after you right now.”

“Ah, that’s true. Thank you for your consideration.”

“Of course. I’ll message Jungwoo so he can bring you a change of clothes.”

“Thanks. You should probably check on Jaehyun too.”

“He’s fine. Probably back in his tub.”

“He does that often?”

“Usually he’s naked, but I’m glad he took your presence into account.”

“I see.”

A moment later there was a knock and Jungwoo made his presence known. He set down some clothes for you and Doyoung stepped out to let you get changed. He said he’d make you some tea to warm up, so you should come by the kitchen once you were in some dry clothes. You thanked him again and then you were given some privacy. As you dried yourself off and changed you couldn’t help the smile on your face. Dancing in the rain had been wonderful, and not something you thought you’d do while on vacation.

Once you were all good you laid out your wet clothes in the empty tub and made your way to the kitchen. There you found Doyoung and Jungwoo. They were both glad to see you all dry and Doyoung poured you a cup of tea. The warmth of the cup certainly felt nice, and you gave it a moment before taking a sip. You really did need this, adding to the comfiness and happiness of the moment. Jungwoo asked if you had fun, and you nodded gleefully. You kinda felt like a child while you were out in the rain. Thinking back, you weren’t sure you had ever done that before.

“It was really fun.”

“Well, hopefully you don’t get sick.” Doyoung commented. “Our medicine cabinet is right here. If you need anything please just grab it, you don’t have to ask.”

“Thanks.”

“You know what you should do before you go.” Jungwoo mentioned. “You should come with me while I do deliveries.”

“Deliveries?”

“The people around here do buy our perfumes, so it’s fun to go around and deliver them.”

“Yeah, that does sound awesome. I’d love to go with you.”

“Cool. We don’t leave until after breakfast, but I can wait up if you want to sleep in.”

“I’ll try not to.”

After tea you decided to join the two in their theater room to watch some TV and wind down before dinner. You leaned against Doyoung’s shoulder at one point, lightly dozing off. Neither disturbed you and let you take a nap, enjoying the TV and watching you sleep. Doyoung gently moved your head over to Jungwoo, excusing himself to start dinner. Jungwoo was more than happy to keep you company until you woke up on your own or dinner was ready. It wound up being the latter.

You were a bit sad you didn’t get to help with dinner, but the boys assured you it was alright. You were technically their guest more than anything, so they should take care of you. Dinner was wonderful as always, and you were excited for your outing with Jungwoo, still, you had to sleep first. You had a little trouble with it but were ultimately able to fall asleep. Since you didn’t want to drag you set an alarm. You beat Doyoung from giving you your wake up call, and the two of you went down to the dining room together. After breakfast you got dressed and were soon out with Jungwoo.

“So we have a few stops to make, but they are all over the place.”

“I don’t mind being out all day with you.”

“That’s good to know. We can make some stops along the way if you see anything you’d like.”

“I’ll let you know.”

This was like your first day here, except you moved with purpose. You could still enjoy the scenery and get some street food, but you were always on the move. You saw that the boxes of perfume were just like the one you had been gifted. The design was simple, yet elegant. For the most part the boxes were left on people’s doorsteps after knocking. Jungwoo assured you the area was peaceful and no one would steal it. Besides delivering you did put up a few flyers, their own local way to advertise themselves and let people know about their latest products. It was a little old fashioned but nice.

The day went by rather fast, but you were happy every moment. By the time the sun was setting you returned back to the house. Jungwoo took you up to the rooftop garden, tending to his plants and where the two of you could enjoy the sunset. It was a wonderful day to end your day, that is until dinner came around. Doyoung told you that they had prepared a special dessert for you. A sort of traditional dish from the area that you had to try at least once while you were here. It was delicious, as expected, there was even this cute little edible flower. You cleaned up after dinner, telling the others you’d be heading to bed. They all wished you a good night.

Tomorrow was your last day before your flight home. It was a little sad that you had to return back to your old life, but you enjoyed your stay here. As you walked over to your room you stopped to notice the plants. It seemed the vines had grown a lot as they were now curled around the balcony. You stared out into the courtyard, definitely seeing more life in the plants after a delightful shower. As you made it to your room you suddenly felt a little dizzy. You grabbed the doorknob but didn’t have the strength to turn it.

You wound up collapsing to the floor. The world was spinning and you tried to call out for someone, but you didn’t have the strength. Black was starting to fill your vision and you felt some footsteps shake the ground. You couldn’t make out the face of whoever found you, but you were at least glad to know someone was there. You felt some hands on you, but then everything faded to black.

🖤

You felt sunlight on your face as you began to regain consciousness. You peeked one of your eyes open, seeing the glass door wide open, letting in the sun and a gentle breeze. It felt nice on your skin, but then you realized you weren’t in your room, and you weren’t alone. A groan beneath the covers next to you drew your attention, and then you saw Doyoung. You yelled, a bit startled, and nearly fell out of bed, but Doyoung managed to grab you. Even if you were awake, there was only a moment of clarity before you felt uneasy.

“Be careful, you still need to rest and get some sun.”

“What… what happened…”

“You just fainted for a bit, too much excitement I suppose.”

“Oh… then why…”

“I didn’t want to leave you alone after that. Sorry if this is strange.”

“I understand… thank you, and sorry for troubling you.”

“It’s no trouble at all. We just want to make sure you’re alright. I’ll go get you some breakfast, you stay in bed.”

“Okay.”

You closed your eyes and went back to resting, wanting to enjoy the sunlight. You drifted off for a moment before Doyoung returned, breakfast tray in hand. It was a light breakfast but satisfying nonetheless. Doyoung let you sleep some more, saying he’d come by to check on you later. You wound up sleeping until noon, waking up on your own and getting out of bed. You stepped out onto the balcony, basking in the warm light. There was something so nice about the day, and you did feel better than earlier. You stayed out there for a long while until Doyoung returned to check on you.

“I see you’re finally awake. How do you feel?”

“Better.”

“That’s good. It’s best if you stay home today, I need to keep an eye on you.”

“Hm…”

“I know your flight is tomorrow, so this is surely not how you wanted to spend your last day but I assure you it’ll be good.”

“I’ll keep you to that.”

Even if half the day was already gone there were still things to keep you busy with. You went with Doyoung to his work area. It was a room you hadn’t been to before. There were flowers and herbs and spices, and so much more all over the place. The table at the center had a bunch of equipment, and you could see certain liquids in some beakers.

“So you really just work from home.”

“Yup. We work our own hours and don’t have to worry about any sort of commute.”

“This looks amazing.”

“I do have some perfumes I need to work on, but since you’ll be with me today-”

“You want me to help?”

“Oh no, it’s alright. I thought perhaps you’d want to try and make your own perfume.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I can teach you the basics, and you have a lot of variety to work with.”

“That sounds awesome.”

Doyoung helped you set up in your own little station, talking to you about how to build a perfume. You were excited to try and he gave you some time to experiment. He worked quietly in his own area, and you’d occasionally sneak a glance at him. He looked so focused on his work, you could see he really liked what he did. A moment later the door opened and Jaehyun came in. He was clearly looking for Doyoung but stopped when he noticed you and smiled.

“Hello, how are you feeling?”

“Better.”

“You got plenty of sun?”

“Yeah.” You chuckled. “It’s a really sunny day.”

“That’s good. You been drinking plenty of water?”

“Uh, I had some earlier.”

“I’ll get you some then. I’ll be right back.”

“I’m really okay guys.”

“I know, but still.”

Jaehyun left as quickly as he came and you were rather amused. You were up and on your feet, not that sick anymore, but they seemed to be insistent on taking care of you. A moment later Jaehyun returned with some water for you and some snacks.

“Thanks.”

“No problem.”

Jaehyun stuck around and helped you with your perfume, letting Doyoung work in peace. He was very patient with you and gave his opinions on the scents you were choosing. You had figured out what you wanted to do, so he helped you set everything up. Now you just had to be patient.

“Will it be ready by the time I leave tomorrow?”

“It’s already that time?”

“Yeah, I have a flight in the afternoon, but I should be at the airport in the morning, just to be safe.”

“I see. Well don’t worry about that. Everything will work out.”

“Good.”

“Jungwoo went out to do some errands, but he’ll be back shortly, we should all go out tonight.”

“That’s not a good idea.” Doyoung mentioned. “It’s best that she stays home.”

“One night won’t kill her.”

“Let’s not test that. There will be plenty of times in the future to go out.”

“But tonight’s my last night…” You mumbled. “I’m sorry I got sick…”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant…” Doyoung sighed. “Fine, let’s go out tonight and celebrate.”

“Yes!”

Jaehyun took your hand and led you elsewhere in the house. If you were going out you’d need something nice to wear. You hadn’t really packed anything like that, but Jaehyun had the perfect solution. He took you to this room, almost like a walk-in closet, with lots of clothes, for both men and women.

“Wow… this is awesome.”

“This place is wonderful so we thought of having some fancier clothes for guests. You can choose whatever you like.”

“Really?”

“Of course.”

You were excited by all the dresses around, eagerly taking them in and asking Jaehyun for his opinions. In the end you picked a dress of your favorite color, going off to get dressed and ready. A night out with friends, that’s all you had really wanted from this trip. It may not be with the people you originally had in mind, but you knew you’d have a wonderful time nonetheless. Once you were ready you waited out in the courtyard for a while, Jaehyun coming to collect you, dressed nicely as well. You met up with the other two, Jungwoo stepping out of the car to open the door for you. The car was perfect for four, and you sat in the back with Jaehyun, while Doyoung drove and Jungwoo sat in the front.

Soon enough you were on the road, Jungwoo and Jaehyun eagerly telling you about restaurants and things to do. They were talking as if today wasn’t your last night here, or with them, which you honestly didn’t mind. Even though you had only known them for a short while you felt like you had become close. You certainly wanted to return sometime in the future. Eventually you arrived at this fancy restaurant, being seated up on a balcony area where you could enjoy the skyline with your meal. They boys encouraged you to have whatever you wanted and not to worry about the prices. Not that the menu showed any.

Dinner was nice with the cool breeze and delicious food. Dessert was just as good, and to end the night you all decided to go for a drive. All the lights were beautiful, and you got to see the area in a whole new way. Just sitting there with your eyes closed and feeling the breeze was enough for you. Leaving you oblivious to the fond looks the boys gave you. As it got quiet you returned home, the boys taking you up to the rooftop to enjoy the moon and some drinks, nothing alcoholic since you were all winding down. It was so peaceful and relaxing, you found yourself dozing off, leaning against Jungwoo’s shoulder.

“We should probably put her to bed.” Doyoung mentioned. 

“Can she sleep with me?” Jungwoo asked.

“No. Let her sleep in her own bed tonight.”

Jaehyun volunteered to take you to your room, gently picking you up in his arms and taking you down. He politely undressed you so you could sleep well, tucking you into the sheets. He admired your sleeping form for a moment before placing a soft kiss on your head.

“Sweet dreams.”

🖤

“My flight!”

You jolted awake when you suddenly remembered what day it was. Your phone was on the nightstand, off, so your alarm hadn’t gone off. You were quickly out of bed and scrambling to get your things. The plan was to pack last night and take a nap before leaving, not actually sleeping. As you finished loading your suitcase you remembered your wet clothes from the other day that were likely still downstairs. You grabbed your things and made your way down, turning on your phone in the process. When you saw the time you felt a bit of relief, you could still make it with a few moments to spare.

Although as you were walking through the first floor you suddenly tripped over something and collapsed. You looked back to see what had knocked you down, only to find a vine curled around your leg. The sight was odd, but there were plants all over the house. You sighed, figuring you just weren’t paying attention and rushing. You sat up and reached down to remove the vine only to see it move and coil up further on your leg. Panic overtook you and you started yanking on it, only for the grip to get tighter. You screamed, trying to move away only for another vine to come from nowhere and grab your arm.

You began to struggle against the two, but more appeared, restraining you, and then you were being dragged somewhere. You continued to scream until a vine wrapped around your throat, forcing you to quiet down in order to breathe. Next thing you knew you were in the courtyard, countless vines wrapping around your limbs and pulling them all taut. The vine around your throat loosened up but one was quickly covering your mouth to keep you from making noise. You tried to think, to figure out what to do, but your options were very limited. Any little move you made just caused the vines to tighten their grip, and restrict you even more.

“Y/n?”

You looked over to see Doyoung rushing over to you. The vines quickly let you go and placed you on the ground. Soon enough you were in Doyoung’s arms, holding him close.

“It’s okay, you’re okay.”

“I… what just…”

“Sh, you don’t have to be scared, they just didn’t want you to sneak away.”

“… what?”

“It’s early, they were just worried. Come on, let’s get you back to bed.”

“No, no, I have to catch my flight.”

“You’re not leaving.”

“Huh?”

“You can’t leave. It’s already been decided.”

“What are you talking about?” You pushed Doyoung away. “My flight is today and-”

“I said you’re not leaving.”

You suddenly felt a vine wrap around your wrist, pulling you back and forcing you onto your back. In the blink of an eye you were restrained again, but it wasn’t as intense as before.

“Doyoung, help me!”

“If you have plans to leave, then I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

“What? Doyoung!”

Nothing made sense in the moment, but you were being consumed by panic once again. Something was very wrong here, something had likely been wrong for a while now, but you hadn’t noticed.

“Why would you want to leave? Our home is perfect for you.”

“I have my own home, my own life, to get back to! This-”

“Is where you belong. You can’t really leave now even if you wanted to.”

“What!?”

Doyoung moved closer to you, and the vines moved to restrain your arms behind your back, lifting you up to meet Doyoung’s gaze. You squirmed for a bit until a vine wrapped around your throat as a warning. Doyoung watched you for a moment, reaching to gently caress your cheek but you flinched.

“I said you don’t have to be scared. We’re not gonna hurt you.”

“Let me go!”

“I can’t do that.”

Doyoung revealed a knife, cutting his wrist and revealing something unexpected. Instead of blood gushing out this pink sticky substance spilled out. Even if nothing around you made sense, something was starting to dawn on you.

“… you… you’re not human… are you…?”

“I’m better.”

“… why… why-”

“And so are you.”

Your arm was suddenly yanked up closer to Doyoung. He gently grabbed it and pressed the knife against your wrist, creating a small cut. You watched as a similar pink liquid bloomed from your injury. A chill ran down your spine, making you feel so cold.

“… what… did you do to me…?”

“It was completely painless, and a success.”

“… when did you… was this always your plan!?”

“No, no, we were expecting you and your friends, but when you showed up alone, well, we just wanted to look after you. Although as you traveled around by yourself we knew you weren’t happy, so we did our best to cheer you up. You deserve better than to be abandoned by your friends, don’t you think?”

“But this-”

“Is a gift.”

“I don’t want it! Take it back!”

“I won’t be doing that. I can’t anyway.”

“Then why! You could have asked-”

“Would you have believed us? Would you have said yes? Darling, we all saw the truth. You weren’t in a good place right now to do what was best for yourself, so we took the initiative. Doesn’t it all sound so lovely? To stay here with us.”

“I… I… no, no, what you’re doing, what you did, is wrong! I won’t accept this!”

“Hm, that’s alright. Things are still changing so you might not fully understand right now. You should go back to sleep.”

Doyoung placed a soft kiss over your open wound, and you watched as it closed up. Then he took in a deep breath of your scent, a smile on his face.

“You always had a lovely scent, now it’s just magnificent.”

Next thing you knew flowers were blooming on the vines, their scent sweet and intoxicating, making the world around you blur. After a moment the vines released you and you fell into Doyoung’s embrace. For some reason he was so warm, and you snuggled up against him.

“Good girl, just another flower in my garden.”

“Doyoung? What are you doing up so early?”

Jungwoo walked into the courtyard as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes. It took him a moment to register you in Doyoung’s arms. Although you could barely make out the voices around you.

“What’s going on? Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. Just up early and trying to leave.”

“Ah, right, her flight was today.”

“Not that she was going to take it.”

“Right. Are you going to take her back to your room?”

“I suppose, she shouldn’t be alone going forward. Why are you up though? It’s my turn to make breakfast.”

“The plants were bugging me to get up.”

“Me too.” Jaehyun yawned as he entered the courtyard. “They said y/n was escaping, but I see they handled it.”

“As if they’d let her leave.” Doyoung commented. “They liked her from the start.”

“Since you’re making breakfast I’ll take her to my room.”

“What?” Jungwoo questioned. “I was here first!”

“But I called dibs.”

“Ya, you both can take her and keep her company. I’ll bring breakfast to the room when I’m done.” 

“I like that.”

Jungwoo summoned a vine over, a flower blooming on it that he plucked. He knelt down in front of you, but you couldn’t really make out his blurry face. He softly pet your head before gently grabbing your chin and forcing your mouth open, placing the flower past your lips. A sweet taste hit your tongue, melting so fast and making you feel way more relaxed. You closed your eyes, already feeling like you were floating and drifting off into darkness. It wasn’t long before you were swallowed up by sleep.

“She’s so cute.” Jaehyun mentioned. “She’ll like it here.”

Jaehyun took you into his arms, Jungwoo happily following him. Doyoung watched them all go off, a pleasant smile on his face.

“My beautiful flowers.”

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Quiet Rage (Teaser)

MDNI

MINORS GO AWAY

Pairing: bsf!Johnny x reader

Synopsis: You wanted to test a theory and ended up making Johnny "Quiet Rage" Suh pissed all the way off. Surely he wouldn't take it out on you though right? after all, you were his best friend.

WARNING: THIS IS SMUT...arguably one of my dirtiest yet. reader is a little shit and Johnny is the quiet guy in the friend group. Johnny in glasses. Dirty and I mean DIRTY talk. spit, sweat, mentions of bruising skin, drooling, overstimulation, exhibitionism via video call, just dirty stuff alright

"Quit playing with me." He bites back, completely unamused by your attempt at a joke.

Your body stills as you stare wide-eyed at the man beside you. You didn't expect that from him. He wasn't the type to be so aggressive, especially with you.

"I didn't mean for that to happen, John." You said weakly. He had to understand, you were just trying to get his attention.

"But it did y/n and now I'm gonna have to show you what happens when you don't fucking listen" He rages quietly, eyes still on the road ahead.

It was always quiet with him.

little did you know.

To the untrained eye, he seemed cool and collected. But, you could tell he wasn't quite there. Maybe it was the way he squeezed the life out of the steering wheel or how he kept clenching and unclenching his jaw. Or, you know, the massive tent in his pants…

either way, you knew

somehow, you managed to piss off Johnny Suh.

"I suggest you start thinking of a way to apologize because you have no fucking idea what I have planned for you." He momentarily looks at you just long enough for you to see the dangerous glint in his eyes.

Quiet rage full fic

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NCT 127 Reactions: You want to cuddle

A/N: Requests open; Pairing: NCT 127 Members x Fem Reader Genre: Fluff Warnings: Suggestive Masterlists: NCT KPOP JPOP

Taeyong

You slowly open the door to your boyfriend's room, peeking your head around the door hesitantly, spotting Taeyong with his headphones on, eyes glued to his computer screen. "Taeyongie.." You say as you make your way towards him, with no response you tap his shoulder, biting your bottom lip. Taeyong flinches and turns around with wide eyes, relieved to see it's you. "Baby.. what's wrong??" He asks, looking over your face with concern, only being met with your puppy eyes looking directly at him. "I want to cuddle but it's okay since you're work-" Your words cut off by him pulling you onto his lap as his long arms wrap around you, you let out a happy sigh. "Of course we can cuddle, I always have time for your cuddles baby." Taeyong says, big eyes looking into yours. "Thank you bubu." You say, snuggling closer to him. "Mmm, of course jagi, after I'm done I can give you some much needed attention.." Taeyong says with a smirk, placing a quick kiss on your neck causing your cheeks to flush. "Oh shush!" You say, hiding your face in his chest, earning a laugh from him.

Johnny

"Ugh! This took longer than you said it would!" You whine to your boyfriend, earning a snort from him. "Y/N... you were the one who wanted this swing..." Johnny counters, causing you to stick your tongue out at him, earning a loud laugh. "Come on, let's test it out then!" You exclaim, pushing your boyfriend down onto the seat, causing him to raise his eyebrows suggestively. "Oh? You want to test it out?" He asks in a low voice, causing your stomach to clench. "As tempting as that is.. I JUST want to cuddle with you." You tell him, earning a scoff. "Please?" You beg, Johnny laughs as he pulls you down with him. "Of course jagi." He tells you, wrapping strong arms around you, earning a content sigh from you. "Thank you for helping me and always being my cuddle buddy." You tell him, looking up and giving his chin a kiss. "Anything for you... but no more DIY projects please, putting this thing together drained all of my energy, I seriously don't think I can function now." He says dramatically, you laugh as you playfully smack his chest. "Okay drama queen!" You tell him, earning a loud laugh from your boyfriend.

Yuta

"Yutaaaa" You whine, flopping back onto your shared bed, an amused look crosses your boyfriend's features. "Yes Y/N?" Yuta asks, eyeing you with curiosity in his eyes, as he sits down next to you. "I know we were gonna go out and watch the new spider man movie but... I really just want to stay home and cuddle.." You say sheepishly, biting your bottom lip. Yuta lets out a loud laugh, looking down at you. "Jagi, we can do that, I didn't know you were missing my body that much!" He says teasingly, earning a playful smack from you. "Come on." He starts to say, kissing the top of your head. "You go get comfortable and turn on a movie and I'll order some takeout!" Yuta finishes, causing a big smile to form on your lips as you sit up, giving him a quick kiss. "Thank youuu!" You tell him, earning a toothy grin, before it is replaced by a smirk. "Y/N, don't tempt me to keep you in this room.." He tells you, making your eyes widen, before a smirk crosses your lips. "Only if you can catch me!" You say, sticking your tongue out at him as you run to the living room, Yuta lets out a loud laugh as he runs out of the room behind you.

Doyoung

"Why do you keep looking at me jagi?" Your boyfriend asks, a nervous giggle leaving his lips as he smiles over at you from the couch. "Nothing! You just look so cute and I want to cuddle with you but I know you wanted this time to relax." You tell him, your cheeks flushing slightly, causing you to hide your face behind a pillow. "Oh Y/N, why didn't you just say that??" Doyoung asks, pulling you over onto the couch he is on, instinctively wrapping his arms around your frame. "Besides, cuddling with you is the most relaxing activity ever! We can cuddle whenever you want." He tells you, earning a smile from you, a laugh leaves him as he runs a hand through your hair. "Thank you, but now you're trapped here forever!" You say with a laugh, wrapping your arms and legs around him, earning a loud laugh. "Jagi, there's honestly nowhere else I'd rather be." He says, giving you one of his perfect smiles. You can't help but melt on the inside as you melt into his touch, laying your head on his chest. "Me too." You say, with a content smile crossing your face as you listen to his heartbeat.

Jaehyun

The sound of thunder pulls you out of your unexpected nap, eyes taking a minute to focus on your surroundings. "Wha-" You whisper, getting off the couch, slowly tiptoeing down the hallway, as you carefully grab the bedroom doorknob, twisting it and peeking your head inside. "Jaehyun" You whisper to your boyfriend, as you spot his figure on the bed. "Baby" You whisper again, a little louder this time, climbing into the bed beside him, lightly tapping his shoulder. "Jaehy-" Your words cut off when your Jaehyun rolls over, a tired smile automatically making its way onto his face when he notices you. "Jagi, you finally decide to join me?" He asks with a yawn and laughs. "I want to cuddle baby." You whisper, giving Jaehyun puppy eyes, "Oh you know I can't resist that, come here" He says, opening the blanket up for you to slide under beside him. "Get some sleep baby." He says, wrapping his strong arms around your body as a content smile forms on your face.

Jungwoo

"Okay so you pull string number one through the second loop an-" Your words cut off by your boyfriend's loud whine, causing you to roll your eyes playfully, looking over at him. "What?" You ask, noticing his now empty hands, "And where is your string??" You add, shooting him a playful glare, he lets out a laugh. "Jagi you look cute like that aaand as much as I love you teaching me, I want to watch the new Meg movie with you!" Jungwoo whines, looking down at you with big puppy eyes, bottom lip between his teeth. "Okay, I guess but I want to cuddle if we're watching that!" You say sternly, causing his eyes to go wide as a huge smile forms on his face. "We are definitely going to cuddle!" Jungwoo exclaims, excited as can be as he rushes you over to the couch, pulling you down on top of him. "Y/N, honestly, I don't even need a movie, cuddles are fine." He says, holding you close, you let out a loud laugh. "You're so lucky you're cute" You say with a playful smile. "You turn on the movie and I'll grab some snacks. " You continue, earning a toothy grin from him as your movie night begins.

Mark

"The plane will begin takeoff, please fasten your safety belts." The overhead speaker rings out, causing you to shrink back into your seat, hand flying out to grab your boyfriend's as you let out a quiet whimper. "Jagi? What's wrong?" Mark asks, looking at you with a look of concern, fingers lightly rubbing your knuckles. "I-I just get really nervous on plane rides.. Can I cuddle with you?" You ask sheepishly, avoiding eye contact with him. Mark's eyes go wide and his face flushes red before he collects himself, gently tilting your chin up to look at him. "Of course we can cuddle baby... I'd honestly love that.. heh" He says, letting out a nervous laugh, pulling you into his arms. "I'll distract you Y/N, don't worry, just close your eyes and try to rest." He reassures, cuddling even closer to you, as you wrap your arm around his waist, letting out a relieved sigh. "Thank you baby, you get some rest too." You say, leaning up and placing a kiss on his lips.

Haechan

You maneuver your way through the crowd of acquaintances, looking for Haechan, you were ready to leave. Finally spotting him, you make your way over to your boyfriend, who was talking to Taeyong, the two laughing with each other, causing a small smile to form on your face. Clearing your throat, you lightly tug at his sleeve, trying to get his attention. "Baby.." You whisper to Haechan, his eyes turning to yours as he shoots you a smile . "What is it jagi?" He asks, wrapping an arm around your shoulder as he continues his conversation. You get up on your tip toes, bringing your lips close to his ear. "Can we leave? I want to go home and cuddle.." You say softly, trying to avoid any attention from your friends as you shoot Taeyong a smile. A smirk forms on your boyfriend's lips before he looks down at you. "Awh, baby! Yes we can leave!" Haechan says excitedly, before quickly making his rounds, saying goodbye to his friends. "Let's go!" He says, pulling you out the door, causing you to laugh at his eagerness.

A/N: I wanna cuddle Taeyong 😭

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