#lee Donghyuck

[markleessodalite]

He Left, Come Over: NCT Dream

content: you prank bf!dreamies with a "he left, come over" text

warnings: all of these are very suggestive by nature lol, allusions to a car accident in chenle's (not real tho (don't text and drive!!)), kms jokes in haechan's, mark's is especially suggestive, i may have been phoning it in a little with jeno's idk oops lol

Mark:

Renjun:

Jeno:

Haechan:

Jaemin:

Chenle:

Jisung:

[jistarss]

11:30 ; lee haechan

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ pairing ! bf!haechan x fem!reader

summary ! cuddles with haechan when he comes home from practice

𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚ genre ! fluff!!

a/n ! not proofread!

you were waiting in the living room of your shared apartment for your boyfriend, it’s been an hour since the time he usually gets home from practice.

you wanted to wait for him as you always did but today you were sleepier than usual.

you cuddle up closer to your blankets, deciding to close your eyes for a bit and you end up falling asleep.

you slightly stir to the sound of the door opening, haechan not noticing you asleep on the couch as he kicks off his shoes.

the said boy turns around to make his way to your shared bedroom until he notices a lump on the couch.

realizing its you, he walks over to the couch.

“baby?” he lets out softly while crouching down in front of the couch, looking at you.

the sound of his voice stirs you awake despite how soft it was.

“hyuck?” you whisper, rubbing your eyes to make out the man in front of you.

“what are you doing out here?” he asks, raising his hand to move loose strands of hair away from your face.

“i was waiting for you” you tell him softly, sitting up as a yawn escapes your mouth.

you watch as he stands up with a smile, extending his hand out to you, “come on.”

grabbing his hand you stand up, letting him pull you to your bedroom.

as you reach your room you sit down on your bed before settling under the blanket.

haechan places a quick kiss on your forehead before going to the bathroom to shower.

when the said boy returns he notices you fast asleep. a small smile appears on his face as he slips in next to you.

he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him as he plants another kiss on your forehead.

haechan lets his hand slip under your shirt, tightening his grip around you as he begins to trace his fingers across your back.

you snuggle up closer to him in your sleep, enjoying the warmth that radiates off his body.

the boy closes his eyes, pulling you impossibly closer to him as sleep takes over his body.

[viasdreams]

Nightwalker ཐི❤︎ཋྀ ~ what if she wants to peg you?

you anxiously scratched at the scar on your hand while waiting for hyuck to arrive. your anxiety over this entire situation caused you to leave for your agreed meeting spot, the park, a whole thirty minutes early. a part of you wanted to be able to get comfortable with your surroundings for a bit before he showed, (you were anything but comfortable at the moment, but it was worth a shot) and another wanted to scope out a bench next to a trashcan just in case your nerves made you throw up.

in your head, you ran through all the possible ways this conversation could go. best case scenario, he takes everything really well and you guys remain good friends. worst case scenario, both of you end up doubled over your meticulously chosen trashcan, fighting to not puke on the other. you weren't sure how that would ever actually happen, but then again you were here to end things with your almost vampire boyfriend, so clearly the world likes to fuck with you.

you stared into the trees as you thought some more, the scratching becoming more fervent by the second when a cold hand grabbed your wrist.

hyuck.

he gave you a small smile, placing your hand on the bench away from the other as he sat.

you kept your gaze trained in front of you, you couldn't look at him if you tried.

his presence was overwhelming. you could handle him over text or in your head, but being with him was different. none of your scenarios account for the intense wave of emotions you were going to feel.

"sorry to just grab you like that, i know that was a weird way to say hello." hyuck let out a small laugh as he spoke but it quickly faded when he saw your stiff demeanor and a deafening silence fell over the two of you.

your mind raced, struggling to work through the fog caused by the boy to your left. you must have been stuck like this for quite a while because it wasn't until he cleared his throat that you realized he was waiting for you to speak first.

"hi," you mumbled, still refusing to look at him.

"hi," hyuck replied, concern bleeding through his tone.

you took a deep breath, deciding that you could no longer prolong the inevitable.

"i'm going to explain everything, no more lies or secrets, but i need you to not say anything until i'm done."

your words came out quickly, you weren't sure if hyuck even understood any of it. this idea was further supported by his lack of a response.

slowly, you turned to face him, "is that okay?"

hyuck blankly gazed back at you, an expression that caught you extremely off guard.

maybe he really didn't hear you.

"hyuck is that okay?" you repeated.

a slight smug look crossed his face, "oh, i can respond to that?"

you suppressed an eye-roll as you answered, "yes, you can respond to that."

"phew okay, yeah thats cool. tell me whatever you need to, i'll listen." he gave you a sad but reassuring smile as he spoke.

you returned the smile, "thank you."

the mood between you was much lighter after your exchange and you felt bad that you were about to ruin it. it might be the last time you were ever on somewhat good terms with him and you couldn't even soak it in properly.

but you promised to tell him everything.

and so you do.

you tell him how much fun you were having with him the past month and about how much you like him.

you tell him about realizing the reality of his immorality and how your own immortality is what caused you to freak out.

you tell him why you lied about being home and about your inability to face this issue.

you tell him about your conversation with renjun.

and you tell him that things can't continue with him.

true to his word, hyuck doesn't interrupt you once. he barely even reacts outside of moving your hand back down after you mindlessly start scratching it again.

you fall back into silence while you wait for him to say something. the post confession relief is actually rather nice, so you don't mind the quiet too much this time. you almost get lost in it when hyuck's voice pulls you back.

"did i ever tell you how i became a vampire?"

that was not at all what you were expecting him to say. in your head, he usually responded with something along the lines of "i totally understand yn, i forgive you", or "you're mortal scum, i hate you". this was something you didn't plan for.

"i uh-", you stuttered while you tried to recall, "i don't think so, no."

hyuck hummed softly, "it was back in early august. mark and i had been friends since we were teenagers, really good friends at that. one day i walked into his apartment and saw him sucking the throat of a squirrel in an almost animalistic craze. turns out he hadn't eaten in a few days and forgot i was coming over."

"wait," you interruppted, "how did you not know something was off about him if you were friends for years. he doesn't age, did you not find it weird that he looked twenty-five at fifteen?"

he shook his head and laughed, "well i always knew he was a little older than me, and he was the only canadian person i knew so i thought all people from canada were just fast developers. plus he has a young face, he could mostly pass for eighteen." he punctuated his sentence with a shrug before continuing.

"mark explained everything to me, but all i remember getting out of it was that he could turn me. i begged him to make me like him. i think i even got on my knees and kissed his feet at one point, i wanted it that bad. he tried to get me to at least sleep on the decision, but my heart was set. i needed to be a vampire."

"did you have any doubts?" you asked.

hyuck exaggeratedly exhaled, "of course not."

your eyebrows knitted together. how did he not struggle with the same decision you were killing yourself over? how was it so easy for him?

"do you regret it?" you finally ask.

"well i have a lot of regrets, yeah," he sighed, "for starters, i have to live on the same earth as jaemin until the sun explodes."

you laugh at his complaint and he smiles back at you.

"i also really miss getting drunk, like really, really miss it." he dramatically throws his head back for emphasis.

"did we ever try drinking my blood while i was drunk to see if it gets you drunk?"

"you tried to get me to do that but i just kissed you instead remember," hyuck said, shyly. if he could blush, you're sure his face would be red.

"right," you replied. although most of that night was hazy, the memory of his lips was perfectly clear.

a few moments passed before he spoke again, "i don't regret it though, becoming a vampire i mean. i wouldn't have met you if i was still human."

you could feel the heat in your cheeks intensify. why was he making this so complicated?

"yn?"

"yeah?"

"i'm going to say something but you can't say anything while i do, is that okay?"

avoiding the earlier issue with this question, you nod.

hyuck stared into your eyes, seemingly unsure if he should actually go forward with what he wanted to say.

"i don't know what I'm doing," he laments after a while.

"i'm new to all of this, vampirism and relationships. i know it's hard to believe but i've never been huge with the ladies."

despite your efforts to fight it, your lips curl up slightly at his statement.

"okay maybe it's not that hard to believe, but still. what i'm trying to say is don't stress so much about not knowing what to do because i'm right there with you. there's only one thing i'm sure about right now."

you look at him expectantly.

he moved his hand to yours, intertwining his fingers with yours before proceeding.

"i'm sure that i love you yn."

before you could fully react to his confession, hyuck lets go of your hand and is doubled over with the balls of his hands pressed into his eyes.

"are you ok?" you ask, bending down to be level with his face.

holding his hand out, he replies, "yeah im good, i just can't believe i said it like that, that was so cringe oh my god. it was way cooler in my head i swear."

you giggle at his embarrassment, lightly swatting at his hand.

'you're always cringe hyuck."

he sits back up, "maybe i am, but you like it."

"yeah, maybe i do." you say, a hint of sadness in your voice.

"i meant it though, i love you yn. and I know that probably doesn't change anything but i just wanted you to know."

tears suddenly prick at the corners of your eyes. it suddenly felt like you were making the wrong decision.

"whatever you choose, i'll support you okay? as long as you're happy, that's all i want."

his eyes betrayed his words, they were pleading with you, begging you not to leave.

"hyuck," you paused, trying not to choke on your words, "i love you too. i want to be with you so badly but i'm scared. what happens to us if i don't want to turn? what happens if i turn and then regret it, i don't want to do that to you."

"we'll figure it out. this isn't something we need to know now, we're still young, we have time." hyuck pulled you into his chest, rubbing small circles on your back.

"you're always going to be young though, that's the issue," you muttered into his jacket.

"yeah, physically speaking, i'll always be a hot young stud, but i'll grow emotionally. look at mark, he's ninety-four and he sure fucking acts like it sometimes. i'm sure i'll start behaving more maturely eventually too."

hyuck pulled you back by your shoulders to look at you.

"yn, i want to be with you. even if you someday realize you don't want to be with me, and its only a for a short time, i still want it. i want to figure this out with you, if that's what you want."

he gently wipes the few tears that fell off your cheeks.

"i want that too hyuck." you nod, leaning into his touch.

"yeah?" his eyes search your face for any doubts.

he doesn't find any.

"yeah."

he lets out the biggest sigh of relief you've ever heard.

"oh thank god, i was so scared you were going to say no and that things were going to be so weird and awkward. bless up, this is awesome!" he starts pumping his hands into the air in celebration.

"hyuck you're supposed to kiss me now," you say, impatiently.

his celebration stop as quickly as it started, "oh shit, right, my bad."

he places one hand on the back of your neck and the other back on your cheek as he pulls you in.

as you fall into the kiss, your mortality worries seem far away and all you can feel is him.

and his lips are warmer than you remember.

previous ~ masterlist ~ next

a/n: fought for my life while writing this chpt, i hope yall like it! soz for any mistakes >_< next chpt is for real the last chapter of the main story (wink wink)

taglist (open): @miyawwn @nanaxwi @mystverse @mmoonlee @dudekiss3r @honeynanamin @haefelt @nneteyamss @iamsimplyasimp @roseangelxfuma @haechsworld @hyuck-me @catpjimin @toyoongg @sthwaaberry @kim-seungmins-gf @sunghoonsgfreal @sunflowerhae @galacticnct @slayhaechan @multifandomania @jasluvsjae @injunnie-lemon @swanyvess @hahaechans @aerivrs @kirbrary @akunoeyebrows @thegracerammy @snowyseungs @keeryverse @alethea-moon @flaminghotyourmom @elsbunny @introvertatitsfinest @ypoom151999 @1starqi @emptynote @wonswondrland @smilefordongil @onlyforyoukook @gomdoleemyson @jaehyunandonly @kukkurookkoo @lampcults @nightcat101 @hyuckna25 @yanagisprettygf

(if the tag doesn’t go through, plz check your privacy settings ☺️)

[gooner127]

THANK YOUUU for the likes on the chenle one so hereye hereye haechan bf texts🫡

tw: kms jokes, suggestive in some slides

[sungbites]

WHATS THE TIME WHERE YOU ARE ━ lee donghyuck

pairing : idol!haechan x fem!reader genre : strangers 2 lovers, fluff, silly warnings : flirty hyuck, yn is insane lowk, profanity?? synopsis : a mutual friend of your sets you up with a mutual friend of his, but you aren't aware of his chaotic lifestyle a/n : big reveal!! also new character unlocked: ijbolist3000 my silly sion

part one / two / three

taglist : @ronniee-26 @aerifim @17ericas @polarisjisung @sunghoonsgfreal @ayukas @snwydoie @remtrack @honeyfever @chenlezip @hyuckluvr-com @gomdoleemyson @haechansssun @dilflover44 @cosmicwintr (bold cannot be tagged) dream taglist

© all rights to sungbites 2025. please do not copy, translate or repost my works

[iluvlennie]

𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 ✦ ❱ HAECHAN X FEM!READER

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ✦ ❱ the tower's secret

word count: 2.9k

chapter warnings : arguing, use of pet/nick names (darling, honey, kid), swearing

the wind howled softly against the tall stone tower, rattling the vines that curled around its thick, washed out, walls. the once beautiful and vibrant tower, now standing abandoned, hidden behind a secret pathway, or so most people thought. inside, the air was still—too still. the absence of another presence was unfamiliar, stretching the silence within the dark, cold walls thin.

not a single soul was in sight.

well, except for you.

you sat curled up by the only window that the tower offered, arms wrapped tightly around your knees, the afternoon breeze running through your hair.

hair.

it was your thing.

your hair had always been strange, always been different. not just for its color—golden, as bright as the sun, or the unnatural length it had, reaching from the top of the tower, all the way down to the ground. no, it's been different because of what it could do.

you sit there, lost in thought as you trace a lone strand of your hair cascading down your arm and you can't help but wonder what life would be like if you were normal. if your hair didn't possess the power it did.

in the back of your mind you could hear your mother's warnings; "your powers must be hidden away. i've told you many times what the outside world is like. what they would do to you if they knew you possess this power."

those words always echo in the back of your mind, a silent warning keeping you from leaving your tower, the only place you knew.

you long for freedom every day. but, what if your mother's words were true? what if she was right? what if people really would use you for your powers?

your mother insists that these stone walls you call home are the only thing keeping you safe from a world that seeks to exploit you, to use and ruin your magical ability. so, you sit here every day, waiting for your mother's return from her quests, bringing you food and many gifts to keep you satisfied.

just as you marveled at the promise held within your hair and what you'd be like if you were different, a strong voice called out to you, beaming from the bottom of your tower.

"oh darling! let down your hair!"

your heart skipped a beat. you knew that sound too well. it was a sign that your mother was finally back from her outing, bringing you some fresh ingredients for lunch.

almost instinctively, you let your hair down the window, creating a silken ladder for her to climb back up.

your mother stepped into the room with the quiet confidence of someone who ruled her domain. her eyes, cold and calculating, swept over the room before finally resting on you. the faintest smile curved on her lips.

after your mother's arrival and the warm embrace that followed, you both slipped into your usual routine. while she unpacked the goods she’d brought home, you waited patiently, heart quietly yearning for the moment that was yours alone.

you settled below her as she gently brushed your already neatly combed hair. with each delicate stroke, you began to sing. a soft, gentle lullaby your mother had taught you.

as your voice filled the room, something extraordinary stirred deep within you. the gentle melody of the song coaxed your hair to release its magic, making it shimmer with a bright, golden-like light.

almost instantly, the magic took effect. your mother’s careful hold on your hair relaxed, and in that radiant glow, she seemed to reclaim her youth, becoming the vibrant, spirited woman she once was.

this was the power of your golden hair—it could heal anyone who came into contact with it or restore them to the best, most youthful version of themselves.

you watched in silence as your mother stretched out her limbs as she walked towards the big mirror in the corner of the small room. you impatiently stood beside her, fiddling with the sleeves of your dress as she admired her youthful face in the mirror.

for a brief moment, you thought it might be the right time. the right moment to finally ask her about the lights. about the floating orbs that appeared only on your birthday, that mysterious gift the world had yet to explain.

"so... mother..." you began, dragging out your words as she sighed, already fed up with whatever you're gonna ask about this time, hand already placed on her forehead as she awaited your question.

"have you ever seen the lights? the ones that come out for my birthday?" you continued, your voice growing excited and rising in pitch as the mere thought of finally being let out into the real world filled you with giddy anticipation.

her hand froze mid-air, pausing to look at you. the warmth in her expression vanishing as it twisted into an unmistakable face of anger and terror.

the air in the room completely shifted, you felt it clear as day. the warmth that once spread through the room shifted to something much colder, guarded almost.

she stiffened her posture, turning to look at you. "floating lights? don't you mean stars, honey?" she asked, her head tilting as she approached you.

"no, i've read about stars in the books you've brought me. but these... these are completely different, mother." you began, eager to explain, but before you could say another word, she shushed you sharply.

"honey," she said sternly. "don't be silly. you know why we stay up in this tower." your mother continued, her voice mellowing as she regarded you.

"i know, but—" you began, only to be cut off once again.

"no, i've told you what the world is like, darling. full of thugs who would only seek to exploit your powers."

"come on, just let me—" you tried again, but she silenced you before you could continue.

"honey, you know very well you wouldn't survive out there. it's dangerous, especially for a girl like you. please, listen to your mother."

her hands came up to rest on your cheeks, softly caressing them as she smiled at you, worry evident in her eyes. "you know mother knows best. i love you so much, my darling."

you simply nodded, letting her arms envelop you as she pressed a tender kiss to the crown of your head.

"i understand, mother." you replied, returning the embrace.

she separated from you, walking back to retrieve her cloak. you knew she was leaving you alone again—she always did, after your fights. she would say she needed some time for herself.

EARLIER THE SAME DAY, HAECHAN'S POV:

the afternoon sun beat down on the royal palace, casting long shadows across the manicured gardens and gleaming marble walls. perched atop the palace’s highest turret, haechan grinned as he surveyed their target through a small opening on the roof—the lost princess’s crown, glinting like a promise of fortune in the bright light.

leaning casually against the flagpole, haechan glanced over to his two accomplices, johnny and jaehyun, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief and excitement.

"now boys," he started off, his confident voice just loud enough for them to hear. "if we play our cards right, that crown's ours before lunchtime." he joked, but the two other men remained unmoved.

"listen, haechan, we didn't come here to play around. you get the crown and we run. that's the deal." johnny snapped, his stern gaze boring holes into haechan.

"don't play around, you know what this means for us." jaehyun added, just as unamused.

"alright, alright..." haechan snickered, quickly straightening up under the disapproving stares of the two. "i take it you guys aren't the jokesters i pinned you as."

"we stick to the plan, no matter what." jaehyun's voice boomed again, his arms now crossed as he spoke. "the palace won't be as forgiving as you think, haechan."

"i know, but a little fun never hurt anyone." haechan chuckled, completely unfazed by the gravity of the situation they were in. the kind that could potentially end their lives if they do get caught.

"besides, if we're gonna risk our necks for that crown, might as well have some fun with it." he tapped his fingers against his bicep, enjoying the stark contrast between his carefree attitude and their seriousness.

the plan was rather simple: johnny and jaehyun would propel haechan down from the roof, allowing him to quickly snatch the crown before they haul him back up and quickly make their escape. all of the guards were stationed at the front of the room, so anyone seeing them would not be a problem.

as they prepared to move, haechan stretched theatrically. “alright, gentlemen, let’s go make history—or at least, a really good story to tell when we’re rich.”

after going over the plan's every detail for the last time, the three men decided it was finally the time to do it. finally, they'll steal the crown and become rich. the one-way ticket out of poverty was right there.

the moment hung in the air as haechan took a deep breath and stepped off the turret’s edge, down to where the small opening in the palace's roof was. in a coordinated motion, johnny and jaehyun gripped the ropes securely, their arms taut as they prepared to launch him down the into the room where the crown awaited.

haechan’s heart pounded in sync with his excited chuckle as he was propelled into freefall. for a split second, he felt weightless, arms flailing comically and a grin plastered on his face despite the gravity of their situation. the bright afternoon light blurred around him, merging the thrill of the descent with the risk of disaster.

as he neared the crown, haechan couldn't help but admire it. he knew he should simply grab it and be gone, but the way it twinkled and shined in the light made him pause in wonder. even though he knew he shouldn’t, something inside him urged him to savor the moment. with a quiet chuckle, he snatched the crown quickly and then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he couldn’t resist a taunt. “beautiful, isn’t it?” he joked.

a guard nearby, initially unfazed by the sudden commotion, merely replied, “yeah,” before his expression shifted into panic as he realized the crown was missing. his head snapped upward, catching sight of haechan, johnny, and jaehyun already making their escape.

“hey, you! stop this instant!” the guard bellowed, his shout drawing the attention of more guards who immediately began to mobilize.

the moment the guard's shout echoed, adrenaline surged through haechan's veins. he was now atop of the palace roof, sprinting for his life, johnny and jaehyun in front of him as the royal guards were getting on their horses, ready to catch the three thieves.

haechan's heart raced as he clutched the brown leather bag containing the crown, a stark reminder of what he just did. behind them, the echo of iron boots and loud shouts grew quieter as they were finally off the palace's roof, headed straight for the woods.

"i can't believe we actually did this. i can't believe we're gonna be rich." haechan laughed through his sentence, despite the danger that was just behind them.

johnny shot him an angry glance, signaling to him that there was no time for his usual jokes—that this was serious and he should take it as such.

once they reached the forest, the three of them stopped by a tree, catching their breath. coincidentally, right there on the tree, three posters were hanging. haechan took a better look, his brows furrowing slightly.

"oh no... oh hell no!" he mused, his hand quickly snatching one of the posters.

"you're a thief, haechan. what did you expect? did you think they were gonna paint you a masterpiece?" johnny quipped, still angry at haechan's little mishap.

"that's not what i'm talking about..." haechan murmured as he stared down the picture on the poster. "this should be a crime! my face does not look like this. the ladies would never love a face like that!"

"you're seriously worried about that? about what you look like on the wanted poster? be glad you're still alive, haechan." jaehyun said angrily, crossing his arms over his chest.

"easy for you two to say... you guys look great-" haechan jokingly replied, but before he could finish his thought, a loud roar of horses and guards' voices came from behind them.

their legs burned as they took off again, running blindly through the thick forest as the guards closed in, the sound of hooves signaling they were close behind.

their escape came to a halt as they skidded to a stop—an enormous rock wall blocked their path, too high to climb without any help, but just enough to slow down the guards. it was their best shot. they came to a stop immediately, deciding on the next best thing.

suddenly, haechan spoke, "alright guys, help me up and i'll pull you up when i'm on top." he exclaimed quickly, looking over at johnny and jaehyun.

they looked at him with an unamused expression, their faces telling him exactly what he needed to do.

"the bag, haechan. hand it over first. we're not dumb enough to let you be the first one up." johnny said with a stern voice, not an ounce of emotion behind his words.

"fine." was all haechan said before tossing the bag to them, a small smirk plastered across his face.

the two men stacked themselves against the rock formation as haechan scrambled up, palms digging into the rough stone, before he finally pulled himself over the edge. he smiled to himself, taking a moment to catch his breath, then turned to where johnny and jaehyun stood below, jaehyun's arms outstretched.

"alright, kid, your turn!" jaehyun called, glancing up at haechan with a steady expression, lips pulled into a thin line.

"i would, but..." haechan started off, chuckling as he hoisted the leather bag onto his shoulder, patting it with exaggerated care. "...my hands are kind of full."

before the two of them could react or say something, haechan bolted off, his laughter echoing through the trees as he disappeared into the dense forest.

"you little shit!" johnny shouted, his voice getting lost under the sound of the approaching hooves and the guards' shouts, fury mixing with the realization they had just been not only played, but also caught.

haechan's breath came out in short bursts as he ran through the forest, branches scratching and scraping across his clothes.

the weight of the stolen crown in the leather bag bounced against his hip, a quiet reminder of how much trouble he's in.

but he was still grinning, amused by himself, and how good of a plan he had thought of.

"this was almost too easy." he said to himself, his breath still uneaven as he searched for a place to hide at.

just then, as if the universe tried to humble him, a strong voice loomed behind him. "this isn't over, haechan!" the guard's voice boomed behind him. "give the crown back and you walk away unharmed."

"damn it." he hissed under his breath, his legs already burning from all the running he did today. still, he pushed forward.

but the guard was fast—too fast. within seconds a rough grip grabbed the neckline of haechan's shirt, yanking him to a brutal stop.

"gotcha." the guard proclaimed, his tone deep and unwavering as haechan struggled to get out of his grasp.

haechan sighed, quickly looking around for something—anything to help himself with. his gaze fell upon a rock, thinking fast.

"got me? you sure about that, pal?" he chuckled, kicking the rock up, sending it straight to the man's face.

"ow— what the—!" the guard shouted, his grip on the shirt loosening.

that was all haechan needed. with one sharp twist, haechan freed himself from the man's grasp and bolted.

his legs screamed in protest, exhaustion threatening to slow him down.

just as he started to fear he couldn’t keep going, something caught his eye—a cave-like formation, its entrance covered in vines and thick shrubbery.

a hiding spot.

grinning to himself, he pushed forward, shoving the foliage aside. he barely had time to peek inside before the distant neigh of a horse sent his heart into overdrive.

no time to think. he ducked inside.

expecting a cramped cave, he instead found a hidden pathway, stretching deeper into the unknown.

his heart pounded as he jogged through, hoping, praying it led somewhere safe.

then, as the narrow passage opened up, he came to a stop.

before him stood a towering stone structure, ancient and seemingly abandoned.

a tower.

his grin widened. finally, somewhere he can lay low.

he rushed forward, scanning his surroundings for any kind of entrance.

to his surprise, not a single door was in sight.

haechan let out a breath, his mind racing—until he remembered the two small knives strapped to his boots.

smirking, he reached down, pulling them free.

carefully, he wedged one blade between the bricks, testing its hold before pulling himself up. the other knife followed, his arms burning as he climbed higher, inch by inch.

it took time—too much time—but eventually, he reached the top, pulling himself onto the narrow window ledge before tumbling in.

for a moment, he just laid there, chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. then, he pushed himself up, grabbing the leather bag and holding it in front of him with a triumphant grin.

“finally. just me and you. alone toge—”

a sharp impact.

everything went black and his body crumpled to the floor.

author's note: the first chapter is done! i hope u guys enjoyed reading! i enjoyed writing this so much and i'm looking forward to writing more chapters in the future!! the chapter is mostly based off of the movie, even though i added my little twists to it and so will be most of the chapters. if u liked it and would like to be notified of another chapter, feel free to comment or send me a message!!

taglist: @gomdoleemyson , @mgumii , @chenlezip

[jaeyunluvbot]

CHAPTER THREE. nepo baby

OFF THE RECORD.ᐟ taglist (open)

@polarisjisung @skibidihan @worldwidecutiemaya @taeeflwrr @ilovehaechie @mbella607 @haechsworld @wonzzziezzzz @zaycie @gomdoleemyson @yizhrt @iluvkyo

prev | series masterlist | next

[jia127zen]

8 and 19 w haechan pls heheh

sorry for the long wait anon i never saw this ask until yesterday😭but omg...👅👅👅

the air is thick with heat, dim lighting casting soft shadows across his soft features as he hovers over you. his lips ghost over your skin, pressing slow, deliberate kisses down your stomach, his breath warm and teasing.

“do you know what you do to me?” haechan murmurs against your skin, voice dripping with desire.

his hands roam, gliding over your arms, gripping your thighs, fingertips gliding along the sensitive curve of your waist. he kisses your knuckles, your wrists, your ankles. taking his time. savoring every inch. it’s not enough. it’s never enough.

a whimper slips from your lips as he presses two fingers against your clit, rubbing slow, taunting circles. your hips buck instinctively, but he only chuckles, watching you squirm.

“chan… please,” you whine, fingers tangling in his hair, your gummy walls clenching onto nothing.

he smirks, “please what?..hm?”

the teasing, the endless edging, has reduced you to babbling nonsense. pleasure coils hot in your core, every nerve alight with need.

“fuck me… please,” you whisper, voice breathless and wrecked.

his grin is almost sinful. “that’s my girl.”

without warning, he slides a finger into you, drawing a sharp gasp from your lips. your walls clench around him as he sets a slow, torturous rhythm. his free hand grips your thigh, keeping you still.

“you’re a walking wet dream, baby,” he rasps, lips grazing the shell of your ear as he works you open, stretching you, preparing you for what’s to come.

and by the way his gaze darkens, you know he’s nowhere near finished with you.

[sunshyni]

sunsun como vc acha q seria passar o feriado de carna com o hyuk???

carnaval | L.H

no fundo, nenhum de nós vai saber de tudo que nunca vai acontecer.

w.c — 0.9k

notinha da Sun — era pra essa ser mais feliz, mas eu tô tão triste com tudo que se espalhou pra minha escrita. Mas é isso KKKKK Espero que você curta, Anon!! E perdão pela demora!! 🙏

— Eu tô cheia de espuminha daquelas crianças — você exclamou assim que adentraram no seu apartamento. Morava numa cidadezinha interiorana, era microempresária e tinha o seu próprio negócio, como grande parte da pequena população dali. Todos se ajudavam, mas ninguém imaginaria que você se apaixonaria por alguém de fora. O “menino de condomínio”, que, considerando as veias aparentes nas mãos e o modo como ele te apertava no abraço sem perceber, não parecia bem um menino. Donghyuck era o homem mais encantador que seus olhos já haviam encontrado.

Tinha aquele ar travesso e irreverente, mas ficava deslumbrante quando tomava atitudes sem perceber. Ficava maravilhoso num jaleco com o nome bordado, e ainda mais fascinante quando chamava seu próximo paciente no consultório odontológico e você estava lá, conversando com a recepcionista. Eram três horas até a metrópole, mas tudo compensava quando ele te levava pro apartamento dele, diferente do seu antiquado. O dele tinha elevador, mas era uma caixinha de fósforos, o que você não achava ruim. Podia contemplá-lo tirando um cochilo na sala enquanto preparava algo pra vocês comerem na cozinha.

— Foi melhor do que qualquer bloquinho — Ele admitiu, deixando as chaves na mesa e te seguindo. Você ainda não acreditava que ele era seu. Donghyuck se sentia um pouco atordoado toda vez que te olhava, não de um jeito ruim, mas pela surpresa de ter encontrado uma alma tão linda e brilhante quanto você. Ele colocou uma mecha do seu cabelo atrás da sua orelha, ainda com purpurina roxa, que combinava com ele de um jeito único.

Você sorriu. Tanto ele quanto você estavam cobertos de suor, mas nenhum dos dois se importava.

— Seus dentes caninos são incríveis, cê sabe, né? Te disseram isso na faculdade? — você disse, e Haechan sorriu, te puxando para ele e deixando um beijinho carinhoso no seu narizinho arrebitado.

— Provavelmente sim, mas tem um peso a mais quando você diz — Hyuck envolveu a mão na sua nuca, afastando seu cabelo, provavelmente embaraçado, mas aos olhos dele, você estava maravilhosa. O batom havia desaparecido, mas seus lábios ainda estavam avermelhados da quantidade intensa de beijos que ele tinha te dado, se segurando para não te beijar de forma frenética em frente a um milhão de crianças no carnaval na praça principal da sua pequena cidade. Donghyuck era insuportavelmente doce, brincava com as crianças, te levava junto, te beijava, segurava sua mão e te guiava pelo lugar movimentado. Ficou surpreendentemente feliz quando achou uma paleta mexicana barata demais para os preços exorbitantes de onde ele vinha e te sujou de leite condensado.

Foi excepcionalmente melhor ainda quando as coisas se acalmaram. Algumas crianças ainda brincavam por ali, mas o sol começava a se pôr, enquanto as barraquinhas de lanches artesanais e pinturas infantis eram desmontadas.

Donghyuck contemplava seu rosto iluminado pela luz natural alaranjada e você também o observava, feliz. Não conseguia ficar por muito tempo encarando-o, então, vez ou outra, desviava o olhar, mas ele? Ele não desviava os olhos de você nem por um segundo. Te olhava com tanta calma que nem parecia o mesmo Donghyuck que agia sempre por impulso. Mesmo sendo detalhista e ansioso, queria colocar uma aliança no teu dedo naquele mesmo momento, sentado num banquinho da praça principal.

— Um peso a mais? — Você finalmente saiu dos seus pensamentos e questionou, curiosa. Hyuck te conduziu pela mão até o sofá, sentou primeiro e te puxou depois, te acomodando no colo dele como se você fosse uma criancinha indefesa. Era tão bom se sentir cuidada que seus olhos se encheram de uma emoção desmedida. Amava seus pais, amava sua irmã, amava cada membro da sua família, mas como explicaria que sentia tanto amor por alguém que conhecia há menos de um ano? Sentia-se transbordar de amores por Donghyuck, cada célula do seu corpo era atraída por ele. Hyuck assoprou sua pele, tentando te livrar do calor, mas mal sabia ele que seu corpo se esquentava automaticamente quando o via. Não sentia o coração vazio dentro do peito; ao contrário, o órgão batia quente, fervendo por ele.

— Me sinto o homem mais bonito e sortudo do mundo — Você riu, abraçando-o, envolvendo os braços ao redor do pescoço dele, acariciando seu peito. Acima do coração, sentiu-o disparado contra sua palma, ardendo por você, porque ultimamente era só isso que Haechan fazia. Todo pensamento era só seu, mesmo que ele estivesse atendendo um cliente adolescente que definitivamente não estava passando fio dental, mas jurasse de pés juntos pra mãe. Haechan passava o dia inteiro fantasiando com você, imaginando te abraçando, te beijando, e quando os pensamentos tomavam rumos intensos, em que os lábios dele desciam pelo seu corpo, ele fechava os olhos e sorria bobo na copa do consultório onde ele era sócio.

— Porque você é — Você disse, e Donghyuck revirou os olhos, desconcertado. Ele nunca soubera como reagir diante de um elogio, isso desde os tempos da faculdade. Contemplou você, e a pele dourada adquiriu o avermelhado característico. Deus, você queria devorá-lo, tal qual um sonho de doce de leite.

— Quer replicar a genética? — Ele questionou com um sorriso completo, te beijando de leve, apoiando a mão na sua coxa descoberta. Vestia o shortinho curtinho e a sainha de tule rosa repleta de brilhos. — Quer um presente especial pro Natal?

— Quer ficar sem pular o carnaval ano que vem porque tá ocupado com mamadeira e fraldas de montão? — Você perguntou com um sorriso. Haechan estava tão satisfeito com aquela possibilidade que anuiu inúmeras vezes com a cabeça enquanto afirmava “sim! Sim!” inúmeras vezes, ao mesmo tempo que te beijava por todo o rosto. Você riu, capturando o rosto dele nas suas mãos.

Haechan se afastou um pouco só pra olhar pra você e dizer sapeca:

— Não tem problema, cê pula em mim agora.

@sunshyni.

[anglswon]

FIEN. lee haechan

IN WHICH you finally find a new plug to feed your addiction but he’s annoyingly attractive… and your ex.

twelve. been there done that

I reached for my cart, the small rectangular pen sat in my hands as I clutched it up to my chest and pulled my knees towards my chest too.

I let out a sigh as I took a long drag, enough to kill me probably.

But with the way I was feeling, I wouldn’t mind that.

I couldn’t tell why I was so upset, I had been feeling like this ever since I came home.

As I blew the excess smoke out, the itchiness in the back of my throat ached and I coughed up a storm. If Minjeong and Giselle were home they would probably beat my ass for being this loud.

I fell backwards back onto my bed, my head falling between the two pillows, and I closed my eyes.

I let the thoughts consume my head until they all withered away. My mind was blank, I was at peace.

I laid there as I continued to let out tiny coughs in attempt to soothe my aching and dry throat.

That was, until I heard a knock on the door.

I groaned as I got up in annoyance and wobbled my way towards the front door from my bedroom, my steps slow and hesitant.

I twisted the doorknob of the front door in faux annoyance, assuming it was my two roommates but instead it was… the last person I wanted to see.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I scowled as I stumbled closer to the door, closer to him.

He stared at me in shock but quickly masked his expression with a colder one.

I frowned slightly at his rude demeanor, he really hadn’t changed.

Donghyuck stuck his hand out in front of me, my keys and lanyard dangling from his fingertips.

“You left this” he muttered, rudeness and disgust lacing his voice.

I quickly snatched it, trying to ignore my hand brushing against his soft fingers that held my lanyard.

“Thanks for bringing it back at least, I wouldn’t have held it against you if you had just stolen it” I commented while rolling my eyes.

He scoffed, “so we done here?”.

I narrowed my eyes at him, “we’ve been”.

taglist ▸ @beomgyusonlywife @w3bqrl @haechansbbg @hyuckies18 @p-d1ddy @onlyhyunjin @nctrawberries @222brainrot @amrqxz @sundamariis @143won @jaeminpookie @starwonb1n @vantxx95 @minkyuncutie @injunnie-lemon @sthwaaberry @dudekiss3r @byeonwooseokabs @starfilledgaze @aek1ra @hisunflower @yourkeikei @nwkyuo @xiuriii @markeroolee @daegalfangirl @doughyk @haechskiss @luvv4bby @emvrd @fairyoflia @lionzyon @iluvkyo @galaticpurpl3 @jkslvsnella @chan-yeoldelling @tadadw @nessaassen02 @meltinghershey (bold cannot be tagged!)

A/N ▸ sorry for straight up ghosting… i got a little caught up with school but im back now ❤️❤️

prev ➺ masterlist ➺ next

[haechandoll]

7dream for superdry

[loserlvrss]

TWITTER1 ✶ Not Know For Getting Jumscared by an Animatronic Bear ( 𝐃ong𝐇yuck )─────엔시티

( ɪˈpɪfəni ). ㅤ𓈒 ㅤ𓈒 life gives you a second chance with the man who understood, and never sought to change you 이동혁 &fem!rea. ⟡ series, angst, streamer!au, second chance love 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬───language, crude humor, generalized hate ⸝⸝ chap. wc : n/a 🗯LiBRARY

© soph 2025. reblogs ────& feedback r appreciated ૮´ ꒳`ა thnx !

🐻📦ˊˎ- IM SO SORRY I DIDNT POST THIS LAST FRIDAY :(( ps. y'all gotta ignore the number of likes & timestamps fr

𝔱ags┊@kstrucknet @bbangbies @hhaechansmoless @dinonuguaegi @worldwidecutiemaya @chenlezip @nctrawberries @mmjjh1998 @luvs4haechan @nctfreak @hyuckluvr-com @cookiehaos @kiszjuli @yesohhsehun | fill out form

[mejaemin]

caramel!hyuck 500 event ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

⋆𐙚₊°｡⋆♡ a q&a event celebrating my 500 follower mark !!!

overview: to expand on the “lore” of our beloved caramel universe, i’ll be accepting asks, asking different questions relating to caramel hyuck and reader’s relationship!!! (and yes.. i’ll allow smut questions..) guidelines: you can ask any questions you’d like about the caramel universe !!! some examples will be listed below, but you can ask literally anything, ranging from questions about their relationship dynamics to their relationship milestones!

⋆𐙚₊°｡⋆♡ question ideas ￬

what was their first date like?

who said i love you first?

how did they become official?

or come up with your own!

conclusion: i’ll give everyone until i reach 5 questions to send some in! (current amt: 3/5) once i’ve collected them all, i’ll answer them similarly to how i would do a headcanon post, where i answer the question with 4-5 bullet points followed by a small drabble. have fun, and i hope you all enjoy!

caramel!hyuck 🏷️ @chenlezip @coquettejunnie

[haehrts]

🎧 ִㅤ °ㅤㅤ . ໋ㅤ .ㅤ *

[luv4rj]

Chasing You

TEASER | L.DH

Summary : you and haechan first met in high school , but now that you're in college you realize who had been chasing you all this time.

Full Fic Warnings : fluff, smut, bestfriend!haechan, softdom!haechan, sub!fem!reader, 7dream!friend mentions, bad writing. 😭

!Teaser! Warnings : fluff, bestfriend!haechan, 7dream!friend mentions, bad writing. 😭

A/N : this is my first time writing please be kind, i have no idea what I'm doing, not proofread yet

"There's our princess!" Shouted jaemin as you walked into the cafe. You greeted everyone with a bright smile slightly shy due to jaemin's name towards you although its the usual. "Dude if I'm honest people probably think ur into her" Marks laughs as he points at Jaemin holding a bigger laugh than the one he let out after seeing Jaemin's dramatically shocked expression. You laugh as you say your hello's and take your seat - next to haechan of course. Although your friend group is close you were still definitely the closet to haechan, you guys were practically inseparable since high school.

"Oh" haechan points at your bag, "is that keychain new? Its cute" he says in a sugary tone. "Ah! Yes i got it when i was shopping around before i came!" You reply happily before noticing his sulking. "Wahh you really went shopping without inviting me? We could've totally made it a date.." he pouts, "oh stop" you jokingly hit his arm.

"Wait" you look around before continuing, "has chenle not arrived yet?"

"Nope" Renjun answers, speaking for the first time since you arrived.

"Are we really surprised, he tries to act all nonchalant when it comes to us" Mark rolls his eyes jokingly before smiling. Conveniently, Chenle walks in right after and daps up some of the guys before sitting. You guys talk and sip your drinks as you feel haechan grab your hand under the table, confused, you look at him- "is something wrong?" He whispers quietly not to draw attention of the others. You're honestly surprised at the question- not because he usually doesn't usually care like this but because you've felt off for the past couple days without reason that even you started not to realize you weren't acting like your usual self.

How could he notice? When you yourself forgot. Only if you knew how much he cares for you...

You nod at him looking a little confused, all it does it make him giggle shyly before returning his attention to the group but continuing to hold your hand, mainly because he wants you to know he's still there if something is wrong but maybe (definitely) also because its so comfortable. The groups hangout eventually comes to end but with them leaving one by one. Jaemin leaves first to go have his workout with Jeno, shortly followed by Renjun then Chenle. When its just you Mark and Haechan you all talk for a bit more before all getting up to head out.

"Ill see you guys later, alright?" Mark says with a smile before heading out as you and haechan order one more treat from the counter to take home. "Here, ill pay for you" haechan smirks proudly "But You payed for me last time haechan!? You really dont have to.." you say panicked. "Ah ah ah really i want to" he puts his hands up as if caught while the cashier swipes his card. Although this is such a small gesture it always makes you feel shy, he always goes out of his way for you.

The walk home is the usual, stupid sweet conversations- what more do you expect from best friends?

A/N : there is your teaser! Please wait patiently for the fic and comment to lmk if u wanna be tagged!

[xaer1s]

ㅤㅤ MY ANGeL, GABRiEL . . . ───ㅤ𓈒 he can't get enough of you :ㅤ[l. donghyuck]

haechan being a menace very loving boyfriend

𝒇 ! 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽erㅤㅤ⬦ㅤㅤ338 ⸝⸝ㅤ❛ 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝖾𝗌𝗍.𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 ─── check out NAViGATiON ♡ㅤ

if you'd like to be a part of my taglist, fill out this form, dm me or comment on ONLY the rules post! / requests open!

You don’t even have to work yourself to death when he jumps in like a knight in shining armor to save you from your chores. You can’t help but chuckle as you playfully try to swat him away, only for him to stubbornly annoy you even more. “It’s just dinner, ‘hyuck,” you say with a laugh.

As two gentle arms encircle you, he tugs you away from the kitchen counter. You gasp, desperately clinging to the edge and finding it surprisingly harder to escape his grasp than to cook dinner itself. “I know, but is it a crime to help, my sweet wife?” Donghyuck continues, nuzzling the tip of his nose against your warm skin, his eyes fluttering closed.

He always calls you “wife,” cherishing the fact that he will marry you sooner or later. He remembers how the first time he slipped that word from his lips, he couldn’t stop gushing over how adorable your blush was.

In response, you give him a playful smack on the shoulder, which, of course, encourages him even further. His grip tightens on you as he lifts you a few centimeters off the ground, your legs kicking and thrashing in the air.

He completely smothers you with kisses sounding like loud ‘muah’s and playful bites, leaving your chin, cheeks, and neck covered in small red spots and a bit of his saliva. [yuck i know]

He’s so bubbly, swinging you around, giggling, and laughing into your hair, just like someone who has a cuteness aggression. Breathless whines and protests were not even heard to him, only the loud screech that was knocked out of you, thanks to his big ass chomp in your nape.

He only gave you a small giggle, finally leaning back to look at you with those deep brown eyes, his honey skin almost mesmerizing under the kitchen’s light -all this beauty and prettiness, yet what an asshole, he is.- He pressed one final peck on your cheek as a sorry gift, placing you back on the ground after your living soul almost left you.

𝖿eedbacksㅤ. . . ㅤ𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 & 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 ⚝ please don't spam!!