#nct 2021 huang renjun

[yellowclover23]

23-Jul-2021

[gonelike-ach00]

Crowned Princec | Hendery

Prince! Hendery x Princess! Female Original Character

Author: gonelike_achoo

Genre: Romance, Drama, Arranged marriage, royalties

Word Count: 3,085

Warnings: war, violence, complex family relationships, pseudo incest (not main story, but be warned), sexual relationships

Preview: Where Hendery finds himself in an arranged marriage he can not runaway from- just as he has for everything else in his life. He has planned to runaway from the throne, but marrying the princess from the kingdom besided theirs served as his biggest hindrance.

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2 ♚ Kingdom of Hwei

Just the evening that following the gathering of the lands, Taeha, after supper with her family– what was left of her family rather– on the way back to her room sitting quite close to the often noise filled room of the crowned prince and his family, there was something much rumbustious than the room beside hers. 

“What kind of commotion are you making inside my room?” As soon as she turned into her room she faced her lady-in-waiting. 

A number of maids and other castle staff were packing her stuff into bags and some into huge crates. Confused with what was going on all she could turn her frustration with was her lady-in-waiting, or her soon to be retired lady-in-waiting. 

“Your highness,” she simply bows her head to acknowledge the princess’s presence. Her lady-in-waiting grew up with the crowned princess, thus her friendly demeanor while ignoring the presence of one of the most important people of her kingdom. 

“You aren’t even going to turn around and converse with me?” The princess whines, but all she got was a simple smile from the lady, a little too stoic to be considered the best lady-in-waiting her kingdom has to offer her. “What is all this fuss, especially keeping my items in a box? Where will they be shipped out to?” Though, she wasn’t exactly dumb enough to understand what was happening, at the back of her mind she had her suspicions.

“I am simply following orders, your highness.” The lady checks a box from her list, as a few ladies carry out her luggage. 

Was she about to sleep in an empty room tonight?

Knowing full well she won’t be hearing anything from her lady-in-waiting she walks out of her room, her footsteps heavy in the process. As soon as she turned the corner, she was greeted by the entourage of her brother’s family, complete with the crowned prince himself, his wife, his two children, their maids and body guards. Indeed, there was nothing more important than the next royal family. 

“You look upset, Taeha.” Taeil, his brother, couldn’t be more obvious with what was clearly written all over her face. 

“Do I appear so?” She nearly rushes past the family and their entourage, but is stopped when her brother grabs her by the wrist. “It is improper to stop someone by the wrist, brother.” 

“Are you looking for father?” 

“Who else shall I look for when I am fuming?” Another box that was filled with her stuff passes through the halls. Her eyes could simply follow her items as they disappeared from her sight. Again, not as mindless as she often makes herself out to be, she knew where those items were headed.

“It has not been long since he left the table,” Taeil sighs knowing full well her anger was rooted in something reasonable, “he is probably sharing his late night tea with mama, just as they always do.” That was all the princess needed to hear before rushing towards her father’s tea room, one that was closed off to kids below twelve and was applied whether you were royalty or not.

Taeha raises her hands up and knocks, just as it usually does, the reply comes a bit late. “Come in,” was the muffled reply that came from the other side of the door.

She swings the door open to see her mother sitting with a hot cup of tea in her hands and observing the door open. On the opposite side of the table sat her father, dressed down in a much more comfortable attire, but one that screamed that he was king nonetheless. His pressed down shirt, cleanly slicked back hair and posture that was deeply ingrained into his body.

“Taeha,” he calls out the name of his youngest child, “what brings you in need of my attention as soon as we finish dinner?” 

“You have mastered feigning innocence father,” she crosses her arms over her chest as if she was a child. 

Taemu takes a few seconds to understand what she was talking about. Before realization even shows on his face, he simply takes a sip out of his tea. “It should not come as a surprise, the customs of dealing with a marriage between two kingdoms run deep.” 

“I have never heard of such a circumstance where two betrotheds have to live under one roof?” 

“The case is different when two kingdoms engage.” Taemu sighs. “The distance would seem to hinder the process of getting to know one another. It has been a long practiced tradition between the marriage between two kingdoms.” He states as if he had witnessed a marriage between two kingdoms in his own life as well. 

The princess could not believe what she was hearing. As if her ears were deceiving her, or that is how she wants to believe it as. “Do you not think of briefing me through this before you even announce marriage or continue with your decision?”

The king gives her daughter a long look before sighing. “Does marriage still bother you?” 

“Shall I make it more obvious, your majesty?” 

“Well, it has been arranged, Taeha.” There was no room to argue as her father’s voice lowered. “The crowned prince shall arrive tomorrow morning and you’ll be riding with him back to his kingdom.” That was the last thing she heard before she left that godforsaken room. It was a near mockery of all the years of her voicing out her opinions on marriage, and making effort to not wed anytime soon.

A pure mockery.

The next day followed soon after, as if her life played out three times faster. As she was unable to sleep a wink last night, she grumbled to herself as soon as the sun began peeking through her now empty room. The room was huge even with her stuff inside, but now it felt oddly bigger than it was before, even with all this space, it was making her suffocate. 

The last time she would be able to see her, well her family’s, lady-in-waiting would be today as they force her out of her bed and into clothing she has never seen in her life. The process was both grudgingly slow, but she hoped that they would go slower. That’s why the moment they all move away from her to give her space to examine how she looks at the mirror, she hoped that they had just stayed where they were. 

Then she was guided to the stairs, the one where their guests were entering last night, she walked with two escorts on her side and a few more by the walls making sure that the rebellious princess did not try to make her great escape. Princess Taeha was a runaway bride in the making. 

By the entrance of their castle, her parents were already waiting upon her arrival. It wasn’t until she turned the corner to see the full view of the entrance that she took notice of the prince gladly engaging in conversations with the king of Sui. It was as if his persona last night was a mere lie.

“Here she is, my princess, Taeha.” King Taemu opens his arms wide to welcome her all dolled up daughter. 

Taeha takes her time. She doesn’t rush to stand beside her parents, let alone, his fiance. Once she stood beside her mother, she wrapped her arms around her waist. 

“I heard that the kingdom of Hwei has already prepared their lady-in-waiting for you.” Aside from the absurdity of being engaged just a few days ago, she finds out that she’ll be going to a foreign land all on her own, without anyone she truly knows? 

It took everything in Taeha for her head not to swing towards the queen in absolute anger. “I see,” she sighs, “however,” the moment she began her sentence with this she was met with glares coming from her parents, “I believe that it would be hard to accumulate in a foreign land without my own lady-in-waiting.” She reasons out.

“Wouldn’t that be better?” King Taemu turns his head towards the prince. “You’ll be relying on this young man even more.”

Guanheng remained silent, but continued to force a smile on his face. The sudden silence from her father’s words made everyone’s heads turn towards the horses that were neighing, as if they were the most impatient beings present right now.

“That appears to be the sign for us to send our farewell.” Guanheng bows towards the royal couple of Sui, before walking up a few steps and offering out his hands to the princess.

Taeha before she could even accept his hand was taken into a hug by the queen, one that felt like it was the last time they’ll ever be able to touch one another. A much larger hand on the back was placed  right above the queen’s, and as soon as she looked up, she saw her father with a soft smile on his face. 

She was the one who decided to break the hug. Taking a deep breath, she grabs hold unto Guanheng’s hand. “I’ll be taking my leave.” That was the last thing she told her parents before walking down the stairs. 

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[suhnandmoon]

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"i love to stare into eternity. let my mind become a wave upon the sea. and then i race across the galaxy, far away beyond reality, to a world where you care for me."

hi i'm sunny! i've been making sns au's since 2021. here is a complete list of all of my fics :) warning: my nct dream sns aus are a lottt different from my enha sns aus (my nct ones are olderrrr… 2021….)

most recent fic: soul eater most recent sns au: meet me in elwynn + starlight ♡ = authors favorite

lee heeseung

social media aus

♡ dance with me, baby! ♡ (college au, unserious, comedy, loser heeseung + loser lover yn)

lee heeseung, tasked with picking up his little sister from dance class every wednesday, is taken by surprise when his sister’s dance instructor is who he believes to be the love of his life. also niki gets stuck in a cult.

status: complete!

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meet me in elwynn (college au, gamer au/online friends, LOSER heeseung!!!!!!! almost pathetic. slight enemies to lovers)

when desperately left in need for one more player to start their in-game guild, riki miraculously finds you. initially unwilling to join a group with a handful of random college guys, a certain boy by the name of lee heeseung manages to win over your heart despite a terrible first impression (and complete lack of skill to play the game).

status: ongoing!

park sunghoon

social media au

stupid for you (radio show host au, unserious, pining, fluff, same universe as dance with me, baby)

college radio show host, park sunghoon, and his friends are struggling to get callers for their weekly advice segment on hybe radio. what happens when jake tells the girl that sunghoon is interested in to call and anonymously ask for relationship advice (that just so happens to be about sunghoon himself)?

status: completed!

nishimura riki

scenario

idol au (400 words)

in which niki sees that you’re livestreaming and he happens to be a few practice rooms away

ot7

texts

how enha reacts to your lockscreen being of a different member

enha (individual) x gn!reader

huang renjun

social media au

starlight (remake of my first smau. i dont recommend reading the original, thrillerish, vampire au, fake dating au, college au)

after an unexpected night at the movies, you’re left turned into a vampire. with the help of park jisung and his friends, your new lifestyle adjustments are thankfully made a lot easier. that is until your friends start to call out your flaky behavior. quick, how are you going to cover up your secret? a fake boyfriend taking up your time? perfect! huang renjun is just the right guy!

status: ongoing

na jaemin

social media au

the nerve! (enemies to lovers, influencer au)

you had one terrible run-in with famous youtuber, na jaemin, and suddenly it seems like you’re bumping into him every where you go. what is a coincidence to you, turns into a misunderstanding when he accuses you of following him around. jaemin, you have got a lot of nerve!

status: complete!

park jisung

social media au

my minecraft boyfriend (college au)

a joke tweet about your boyfriend on minecraft from when you were in middle school ends up reaching the boy in question and oh no- he’s hot.. this sudden reunion with park jisung was completely unexpected for multiple parties. will this old romance rekindle, or was it just meant to stay in the past?

status: complete!

fic

soul eater (8.5k words, fantasy, weapon!jisung x meister!reader)

“with his shoulders hunched, eyes shifting across the room, and the overall appearance of a sopping wet cat, the last person left was indeed your partner- though you had double checked his name tag a few times, hoping this was a joke.”

short scenarios

#thoughtdumpy

included in the tag: pokemon trainer!renjun, genshin!nct dream, unconventional coffee shop au!jisung,  unconventional coffee shop au!haechan

[specsforwoo]

May the Best Win | Mafia!Huang Renjun

Okay, so, this is a collaboration between myself (@specsforwoo) and the author (@marshmellowmin) so please support us as we continue to release content related to the overall theme that you can find on my/their blog. Thank you!

Crackling came through the walkie-talkie resting on your hip, peering through a scope, the cacophonous noise messing with the rhythm of your breath. Ripping the device from its hostler you tried to remain calm as you conversed with watchman over the line.

“If you don’t shut the fuck up, this hit is going to go south and you are going to pay me double for having to clean up the mess you caused.” The other line went dead and somehow the shrilling noise persisted.

Finally, the jarring, piercing whistle was slowly driving you insane to the point that you shut off the machine all together.

Taking a few seconds to regain your composure, you leaned back down over the edge of the building, peering into the crowd below. Running large sweeps across the courtyard, you caught sight of the man you were sent for.

Inhale.

“One.”

Exhale.

“Two.”

Inhale.

A jolt ran through your arm and up into your shoulder, the pain only bearing the familiar feeling of another notch on your post. Screams raced through the air into your muffled ears.

Mission Accomplished.

“Just who the hell do you think you are?” You whipped your head around to locate the source of the cold voice. You found a boy, maybe a couple years younger than you, with dark hair and fair skin. He held a thin case-one similar to yours. A sniper case.

“I don’t owe you an explanation. Now if you’ll be so kind as to get the fuck out of my way, I have places to be. Ta ta darling, nice meeting you,” You packed up your sniper and pushed the boy out of the way. Walking towards the elevator, the boy’s grating voice stopped you in your tracks.

“Next time, I swear to god I’ll kill you.”

You paused for a split second and chuckled lightly. This kid thought he could kill you-how hilarious. You continued down the stairs of the building and ran to the back alley you had entered from. Surely enough, your ride was still there, parked with the rear end facing the brick wall behind it. You loaded your equipment into the back and plopped yourself down in the front seat.

“Is it done?” Your driver, Joon, asked.

“Of course. I made an enemy this time though. I need some time off the field to avoid exposure,” You said, leaning your seat back and placing your feet on the dash of the car. Joon immediately swatted at your feet.

“Get your feet off my dash, nasty.” You chuckled and put your feet back on the floor. “So who’s this enemy?”

“To tell you the truth, Joon, I’m not sure. That’s why I need to stay out of the thick of things for a while. To lay low and find out just who this kid is. All I know is he’s a sniper too.” You sighed and leaned on the window. This kid really puzzled you. He looked much younger than you but spoke as if he was your equal. His Korean was good, but he still had a hint of an accent. But what accent? Who is this kid?

“Well Y/N, I don’t know what to tell ya. But Gong is definitely gonna want to hear about this,” Joon said, making you shiver. Gong was your supervisor, and he was extremely creepy. You were 90% sure he hid bodies of his childhood friends in his basement at one point. He is also a registered sex offender, so he can no longer do field work. You avoided him as much as you possibly could. But with information like this, you definitely had to tell him.

“Yeah I know. Do you think Hyeori will want to hear about this too?” Hyeori was your leader and she was ruthless. Even though she was ruthless, you trusted being alone with her more than being alone with Gong.

“About a possible new enemy? It’s worth hearing about,” Joon said, pulling into the garage. You sighed in relief.

“I’ll request a meeting then.” Since Hyeori was naturally very busy, you had to request her time to talk about things she deemed of importance. A new enemy would definitely cause trouble for the Mafia and give her more work, which made you hope she would take your request. Eventually, she did and you were in a meeting with her and Gong about the issue.

“So Y/N, tell me. How did this ‘new enemy’ come to be?” Hyeori asked, her regal voice ringing throughout the room.

“It was on my last job-the politician. Once I packed up this kid, who couldn’t be much older than 16, came up behind me with a sniper case in hand. We exchanged a few words and as I left, he threatened to kill me upon our next meeting,” You explained.

“What did the kid look like?” Gong asked, typing away on his computer.

“He had black hair with bages that fell just above his eyes, he wore a facemask and a black baseball cap along with a black outfit. He had fingerless gloves on-they were Harley Davidson motorcycle gloves. His voice had a hint of an accent, but I was not able to determine what kind.” As you described the boy, Gong took notes and Hyeori paid attention to every detail that came out of your mouth. You brought yourself back to that day on the rooftop-why was this kid even there?

“I believe I know who you’re talking about. His name is Huang Renjun. He’s S-NCT’s sniper. You are to avoid any hostility with him-I’m trying to reach an agreement with their leader Johnny. His power extends to China and he wants control of our Japanese ports. We are thinking of connecting a marriage between our mafias to allow us to work in China and his people to work in Japan. It’s a win win situation, Y/N. Do not screw it up,” Hyeori’s threat terrified you. The last person to ruin one of Hyeori’s plans is currently being manhunted.

“I understand, Hyeori. If I encounter him on another mission, what am I to to?” You asked. You needed a protocol to avoid ruining Hyeori’s plan by accident.

“Do not engage-let him have the job if you have not already completed it. If you have, simply leave the scene and let him fume about it. No need to fight. Understood?”

“Yes, Hyeori.”

“Alright. Meeting adjourned,” Hyeori got up from her seat, making you rise with her. You

let her and Gong exit before you, and you walked down to your room.

“Yo Y/N. How was the meeting?” Joon asked. He was laying on his bed tossing a tennis ball up and down. He looked like the epitome of laziness and boredom.

“It went fine. If I meet this kid again I am to not engage him and let him have the job. Hyeori’s orders,” You said, climbing up to your bunk. You grabbed your book from the shelf next to your bed and sat down facing the room with your back against the wall. You quite enjoyed reading-something that seemed to surprise everyone. You didn’t know why they were surprised-it’s not like killing people was the only aspect of your life. Jobs were usually few and far in between for you, so besides practicing your technique and accuracy, you had other hobbies as well. One of those hobbies was reading. You ended up reading so many books that you  installed a shelf next to your bed so you could store them properly. You also enjoyed cooking-something that you shared with a few other members of your mafia. Your free time was often spent like this: practice from 8-11, make lunch from 11-12:30, read for an hour or so, practice from 2-4:30, make dinner 5-7, read from 7-9, repeat everything again the next day. It was routine, and you tried to stick with it as much as possible.

For the months after your initial encounter with Huang Renjun, you kept your routine. Practice, eat, read, practice, eat, read. Day in, day out. Until Hyeori called you down to her office-which was never good. If Hyeori decided she needed to see you, then there was something wrong. In all honesty, you were terrified of Hyeori. She was a powerhouse and in order to stay in her position, she’s had to prove multiple times that she’s not a soft little girl. That being said, many people have died by her hands and you did not want to become her next victim. Walking down the steps of the common room, you found yourself walking down the winding halls of K-251’s “corporate” offices. Eventually, you reached Hyeori’s office and knocked three times-as per her request. You heard a faint “Come in” from the otherside of the door and walked in. Once you walked in you were faced with Hyeori, Gong, an unfamiliar man, and Huang Renjun. Renjun seemed shocked to see you.

“You requested my presence, Hyeori?” You asked. Hyeori insisted that all the members be as polite as possible to her without using honorifics while you were at the base. The base was almost like home in a sense, and everyone here was to be considered equal.

“Yes, Y/N. This is Johnny, the leader of S-NCT, and of course you already know Renjun,” Hyeori introduced the two men sitting opposite of her. You bowed to them both.

“Hello, I am Y/L/N Y/N, nice to meet you both,” You said, waving at the two men in front of you. Hyeori motioned for you to sit next to her-obviously placing you as far away from Gong the Creep as possible. You sat down and noticed Renjun staring, but when you met his gaze, rather than looking away he made direct eye contact and continued staring.

“Well Hyeori, I do believe the meeting can finally begin now that everyone is here,” Johnny spoke, crossing his right leg over his left.

“Ah yes of course. I know Y/N knows the current state of things between S-NCT and K-251, but does Renjun know?” Hyeori asked, to which Johnny shook his head. “Well then, I’ll begin with a debriefing. For the past few months, Johnny and I have been working together to find a way for both our mafia’s to have holds in China and Japan. Recently, we came to the conclusion of uniting our mafias to allow for K-251 to have holds in China and for S-NCT to have holds in Japan. The basis of this unification, however, will be a marriage between one member of S-NCT and one member of K-251. Johnny chose his member, and I have chosen mine. So, Y/N and Renjun, you two will be united in marriage in 3 months time.” You nearly choked on your spit. Marriage? You barely turned 20 last month, now you’re getting married? You looked up and saw Renjun had a similar reaction, but was much more obvious about it.

“Marriage, Johnny? I’m not your sister you can’t just marry me off like that! I’m only 20, I have so much more time before marriage!” Renjun yelled. He had begun to pace the room and threw his hands in very angry gestures while he spoke.

“I’ve made my decision Renjun. You had already met Y/N and threatened to kill her-this is your punishment for nearly ruining my chances of creating this deal.” Damn thatt was harsh. You were considered a punishment now. Wonderful.

“As for you Y/N, you were the only logical choice. All of our other female members couldn’t hold a candle to your talent and skill,” Hyeori said, sipping her coffee. Gong snorted.

“Not to mention she’s the prettiest member too,” He said. That sent shivers down your spine. Gong was being extra creepy today.

“Yah! That’s my fiance you’re talking about! Shut it before I make you!” You looked up in shock at Renjun. In just a few short minutes he went from rejecting the whole idea of marrying you to calling you his fiance. You were in awe. Renjun noticed you staring and sighed. “What? I’m right aren’t I?” He said, sitting back down in front of Gong. You nodded slightly while Hyeori applauded. For what? You never knew but you assumed she was applauding herself this time.

“Wonderful! I knew this would turn out! Well, with everything set in place, I now adjourn this meeting! Y/N, Renjun, decide between the two of you how things will continue-also don’t forget about the wedding!” Hyeori said. You waited until she got up to stand up. Renjun however, took a beeline to the door. He’s so disrespectful to his leader, you didn’t understand how he got away with it.

“Yah, I’m not waiting all day. Hurry up or I’m leaving you behind,” Renjun half shouted from the hallway. You rolled your eyes and walked out of the room to meet your new fiance. You never really noticed how attractive he actually was. His black hair framed his face well and his facial expressions made you giggle a bit. Renjun raised an eyebrow at you. “What are you giggling at?” He said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“You.”

“What’s so funny about me?”

“Your face.”

“Well you’re stuck with this face so try to not laugh at it too much.”

“I don’t think that’ll be an issue.” You said. Renjun had a very similar sense of humor to you, which was very lucky. At least you won’t be stuck laughing at your own jokes for the rest of your life.

“So what are we going to do?” Renjun asked, walking beside you to the common room. You checked your watch, which read 11:28.

“Lunch? I make a mean grilled cheese sandwich,” You said, dropping your left hand to your side. Renjun nodded and you walked to the kitchen in silence. Once there, you immediately began working. You grabbed your supplies for grilled cheese and began working.

“Well, Y/N, we might as well get to know each other,” Renjun said, leaning on a counter to your right.

“What to you want to know?” You asked, never taking your eyes off the frying bread.

“What’s your favorite color?”

“All of them. It switches day to day. My turn, where are you from? Your accent doesn’t sound Korean,” You asked, flipping the sandwich.

“I’m from China. What's your favorite movie?”

“Definitely the Harry Potter series. What's your favorite food?”

“Hot pot. What’s your most prized possesion?” “My moms necklace. What’s your favorite place?”

“My room. Favorite animal?”

“Definitely a dolphin. Favorite color?” “Red. Siblings?” “None that I know of. When’s your birthday?”

“March 23. You?”

“July 16. Your sandwich is done.”

“Thanks,” Renjun took the plate from our hand and walked over to the table in the dining

room. You finished your sandwich and joined him at the table. Renjun put his phone down and smiled at you.

“This sandwich is really good Y/N. Thanks for making it,” Renjun said, taking another bite. You smiled.

“I love cooking so I have a bunch of recipe’s I’m waiting to try,” You said, taking a bite of your sandwich. Renjun looked at you in awe.

“Y/N I willingly find new recipes for you if it means I don’t have to cook. I will to literally anything else in the house but cook,” Renjun said, taking another bite of his nearly finished sandwich.

“I can vouch for that. Renjun hates cooking. He literally made a deal with one of our members to avoid having dinner duties ever,” Johnny said. You wondered when he got there and just how long he had been listening.

“Johnny why you gotta do me dirty like that? I’m perfectly capable of throwing myself under the bus thank you,” Renjun said, finishing his sandwich.

“Would you like another one?” You asked, making Renjun shake his head.

“I’m good for now. Just finish your sandwich so we can go somewhere,” Renjun said, leaning back in his chair and shaking his leg. You nodded and ate the last little bit of your sandwich and grabbed the plates.

“I’ll do the dishes, Y/N. You cooked, it’s the least I could do.” Renjun grabbed your shoulder and gently moved you out of the way. You were surpised-you always cooked and did the dishes. This was new.

“Seems you two are getting along well,” Johnny said, making you blush and turn your head. You couldn’t see Renjuns face, but with the way he physically tensed up, you guessed it was a similar shade of red. Johnny laughed. “Just remember to use protection, kiddos,” Johnny said, walking out of the room.

“Yah!” Renjun yelled, making Johnny laugh. You turned a deeper shade of red. Renjun finished washing the dishes and turned to you. “I-I’m sorry about Johnny. Sometimes he acts more like an embarrasing dad than a ruthless mafia leader,” Renjun apologized, his face an equally bright shade of red. You just nodded and kept your eyes on the floor. After standing awkwardly in the kitchen for what seemed like forever, you decided to break the silence.

“Wanna go to our shooting range?” You asked. It hadn’t been very long after eating, so you figured you could just start with simple handguns and stuff like that.

“Sure. Lead the way.” And with that, you two were on your way to the shooting range. It was a quiet walk, both of you still feeling awkward about Johnny’s earlier comment. Once there, you led Renjun to the small gun range that was meant for short distances.

“What’s this? I’m a sniper, Y/N. I’ll ace this,” Renjun said, grabbing a Colt from the rack. You grabbed one as well and checked to see if it was loaded-which it wasn't. You loaded the gun and stood by the firing stalls.

“Lets make it a competition then. See who’s got better aim. Best out of 6 wins,” You said, putting on the noise cancelling headphones and the goggles that your standing gun expert Jinyoo required-Renjun followed suit.

“You’re on Y/N.”

“May the best sniper win.”

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♡. 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐉𝐔𝐍, very much freaked out, starts a whole new fight about this. The thought of him hurting you so much that might make you want to leave, scares him, but he tries to act all strong. But it is his beautiful voice, right on the verge of breaking down like his broken self- that gives it all away. You have to forcefully pull him into a hug and repeatedly tell him that it won't happen. Ever. And after you both have calmed down and talked it all out, he'd still be huffing. Have fun dealing with that <33

♡. 𝐉𝐄𝐍𝐎 s t a r e s at your bare hand for what seems like ages, but was just a few minutes. All the bitterness and frustration he’d felt just hours prior turned into flushes of insecurity and fear. It takes you several hours to calm him down, telling him that you couldn't even dream of ending things with him.

♡. 𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍 feels his world almost crumble for a moment when he walks into the room to find your ring on the bedside table. All the anger he felt just seconds ago disappears into thin air. He takes the ring in his hand and it takes a moment for him to realise that you had walked in. Haechan feels like a huge burden was lifted off his chest when he sees you gently take the ring from him and put it back on. He quietly apologises, nuzzling his face into the crook of your shoulder. "Don't *ever* take it off again."

♡. 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐍 gets so overwhelmed that he forgets to think for a while. He doesn't know what to do or say when he notices the ring missing from your finger during dinner, just to be overcome with guilt and fear when he finds it lying lazily on your desk. Trying to keep as calm as possible, he strides over to your bedroom, a thousand instances running through his head. He quietly asks you if you really thought it was over, and where he went wrong. Even after your constant reassurances of not leaving him, the thought of not having you around scares him to the core. You both end up apologising, and you promise to never scare him like this ever again.

© FLORALJAE, 2021

[bluejaem]

⌗ kissing them to shut them up ( ver. dreamies )

(✿) —; MARK LEE. there are times when even he doesn’t realize that he’s spewing absolute nonsense. and just to shut him up, you greeted him with a short peck on his lips— he stops. rewinds. pauses. “i- i should get back to work,” barely manages to say anything in response, with a sheepish smile plastered on his face, and a hue of pink on his cheeks.

(✿) —; HUANG RENJUN. bantering with renjun goes nowhere. because both of you know that he’s right. wearing a proud look on his face, renjun grins, “oh, just accept your fate, love. i won the game fair and squ-” he gets cut off by the feeling of your lips on his. “okay, now that’s cheating,” he laughs, pulling back from the kiss with the most lovesick grin on his face.

(✿) —; LEE JENO. this man right here is enjoying the moment way too much. if only he knew he had to just say the most random things to earn a kiss from you, he would’ve used that trick long ago. breaking the kiss, he looked at you with that heart-melting eye-smile of his, “note to self, go on a rant about some random thing to earn a kiss,” that statement earning him a playful smack on his arm.

(✿) —; LEE HAECHAN. much like jeno, he’s so fucking amused by this sudden move of yours. “if that’s how you’re going to shut me up, i’m just going to talk all day long, darling.” leaning in closer, with your noses almost touching, he grins, “and you can kiss me all you want.” following the statement with a short peck on your lips, and a satisfied smile in between. someone stop him.

(✿) —; NA JAEMIN. smiles. smiles. and all smiles. you know the way his eyes sparkle with affection and the corners of his lips turn upwards and you can see that beautiful fucking smile of his? yes, exactly that. and you know what makes it even more devastating? it’s the fact that your kiss had him smiling like that. “well, that’s an odd way to tell someone to be quiet,” he chuckles, his eyes staring at you with nothing but love and adoration.

(✿) —; ZHONG CHENLE. god, he’s ready to blabber nonsense anytime of the day if he gets a kiss from you in return. “you could’ve just told me to shut up, you know?” he asks you with that amused grin on his face as he recalls the moment from a few seconds ago. stop, please, my heart. a chuckle leaves his lips as he watches the sheepish smile on your face, surprised by your own doings.

(✿) —; PARK JISUNG. when you broke from the kiss, you noticed how jisung just froze for a second. his eyes crinkled in the corners and he smiled coyly. “uhm, so, yeah, i should just shut up,” he laughs it off while nodding to himself, trying his best to hide the now slightly pink cheeks of his. and now all he could think about was that sudden and unexpected gesture of yours.

© BLUEJAEM

[obsessaur]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 💭blue skies and renjun⛲️ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

[yutaslaugh]

BESTIES ♡

[writemekpop]

Birthday Sex | Huang Renjun

Pairing: Huang Renjun x Reader

Summary: Everyone knows that having sex is the best way to induce labour… Luckily you have Renjun to help you out.

Genre: Boyfriend!Renjun, pregnant!Y/n, domestic AU

Word Count: 0.7k

Warnings: Mentions of sex, he gets his d out ;0

"Have I told you that you look gorgeous today?" 

You perched on the sofa next to Renjun, smouldering at him. You leaned forwards to show off your red lacy bra under your top.    

Renjun looked up from his book, chuckling. A smile flickered over his lips as he saw your chest, though. 

"About a thousand times," he said.

“Not just gorgeous,” you purred, toying with a strand of his blonde hair. “But sexy, too. Your workouts were worth it, honey. Those biceps are perfection.” 

“Y/n,” Renjun warned. “My answer is still no.” 

“Oh, come on!” you whined, crossing your arms, as well as you could, given your baby bump. “I’m literally offering you sex! You’re my husband, you made a vow!” 

“I love you, wifey. You’re hot, sexy, wonderful… but my answer is no. What if I hurt the baby?”

“The doctor said sex is the best way to induce labour. Come on, Junnie, I’m three days overdue, I’m so sick of being pregnant!” 

“Ask me for anything else,” he said. “Foot rub. Bubble bath. Candle-lit dinner. I’m your man. But no sex.” 

“Fine,” you huffed. “If you won’t have sex with me, I’ll just call Haechan.” 

Renjun snapped his book shut. “You wouldn’t.” 

You stuck your tongue out at him. “I so would.”

Renjun saw the playful mischief in your eyes and relaxed. “You made vows too. You’re stuck with me, woman.” 

An idea popped into your head. 

You picked up a pencil from the coffee table, turned away from Renjun, and dropped it onto the floor. 

With an exaggerated flip of your hair, you called out. “Oh silly me! Guess I’ll have to bend down and pick it up.” 

After sneakily looking back to make sure Renjun’s eyes were on you (they were), you bent down, making sure Renjun had a good view of your ass. 

You heard Renjun’s breath hitch and smirked at your success. 

Except you hadn’t thought this through. Because your swollen baby bump meant you couldn’t pick the pencil up - you couldn’t even touch your toes anymore! 

You lost your footing and started to fall forwards… 

You gasped. 

Before you could hit the floor, Renjun’s strong hands pulled you up to safety. 

“Clumsy,” he said, kissing you on the lips.

“Did that at least turn you on?” you asked, cheeks warm.

Renjun smiled and mimed wiping his forehead. “Everything you do turns me on.” 

“Then why won’t you sleep with me?” you cried. You really needed this pregnancy to be over. 

Renjun sighed, deeply. “Fine,” he said. “Let’s have sex. I guess we should listen to what the doctor said...” 

Renjun walked off towards the bedroom. You mentally cheered as you followed him. 

“Let’s do this,” he said, pulling off his clothes.

Renjun stared intently as you lay on the bed and slid the straps of your top down your shoulders, revealing golden skin.  

You rested on your elbows, admiring the view of your handsome husband at the foot of the bed. You admired his tanned body rippling before you, muscled yet lean. Perfection. 

He pulled off his boxers, leaving him completely naked. 

“I’ll never get tired of seeing little Junnie,” you said, licking your lips. “Or should I say big Junnie?”

Renjun chuckled. He knelt down between your legs and pressed a kiss to your inner thigh.

Suddenly, you felt a gush in your underwear. But wetter, and much more liquid than usual. You gasped, hand flying to your belly. 

“I think my water just broke!” you cried.

Renjun’s eyes went wide. He stared between at your spread legs, a smirk appearing on his handsome face. 

“Wow, one look at my cock and you go into labour. I really am that good.” He patted himself on the back, smiling obnoxiously. 

“Renjun!” you cried.

Renjun looked down at your belly. Then it dawned on him. Oh shit. This was really happening. 

He hurriedly put his clothes back on and helped you sit up.

“It’s showtime, baby!” He cried. “We’re gonna be parents!” 

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MASTERLIST

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[iced-nct]

Anti-Romantic

*Pairing* Class President(?)Renjun x Reader

*Word Count* 1.7k

*Warnings* some language, enemies (?) to lovers au, Renjun being a meanie sometimes. Mostly fluff

*Synopsis* He was a serial anti-romantic. Rejecting any girl who showed an interest in him. That's why you avoided him. At least that's what you convinced yourself to believe.

There was a core memory you had of Class President Huang Renjun, and it was not a pretty one. But as he sat across the lab table from you dividing the project between you, it was all you could think of.

-

It was your sophomore year of college and your older brother had dropped you at school a little later than usual. However, those fifteen minutes made all the difference as you witnessed a gaggle of freshman girls help their friend gather up the courage to approach Renjun. As you passed you could clearly hear him rejecting her, in quite a painful way. It seemed odd for him, as whenever you two crossed paths he was always pleasant. Not warm per say, but pleasant. This girl must’ve caught him on a bad day, he all but spit on her confession to him.

“I don’t date.” He deadpanned.

The freshman ran back to her friends who cooed apologies and reassurance at her. One of them turned to Renjun “You don’t have to be such an ass.” She spat. He just shrugged his shoulders as though he gets called worse daily. You just put your head down and power walked past the scene that was beginning to unfold. After that you pretty much aimed to avoid Renjun, hearing whispers from girls who confessed to him that he also passed on. By the time you both were months from graduating college it was well known that the most desirable bachelor in the school would remain just that. A bachelor. That still didn’t deter stubborn admirers from leaving notes and gifts at his car or on his desk.

Which leads you to where you are now. In honors Biology with Renjun as your lab partner, you were assigned to him late in the semester as you had to make some schedule changes and he was the only one without a partner. So here you sit, across from someone who you hadn’t spoken to since the first few weeks of sophomore year. A small box of caramels sat on the desk between you, a reminder of the fact that Renjun is a serial anti-romantic.

“You can have them if you want” he says to you when he notices your eyes locked onto the satin box.

“Oh, no that’s okay. I was just wondering who would have left them” you thumb the tag, revealing a note asking Renjun to the graduates gala.

He grabs the box from your touch and tosses it in the trashcan behind him. Your teeth grit slightly, pitying whoever was brave enough to confess to the president.

“Like I was saying. We must put all this together by Friday, and I’m busy with student council every night except tomorrow. So, you can just come over to mine after we finish classes tomorrow.” Renjun goes on whilst flipping through his bio notes.

Your eyes just about fall out of your head at his statement and the flat tone it was delivered with. Renjun just invited you over to his house. Scratch that. Insisted you go over. For the project, obviously. But it didn’t help to slow down your heartrate, or the thoughts swirling through your head.

“Did you hear what I said?” His voice pulling you from your thoughts, you shook your head in response. “I said since you don’t drive, I can meet you at the parking lot and take you. I’ll drop you at home after as well.” The way he says these things is so smooth that you almost forget who’s talking to you.

“But what will your fans think?” You mutter to yourself just a little too loudly.

“My fans? Hm. I don’t really care” He finally looked up from his textbook at you, his eyes resting on yours with intent. You just nodded along, hoping that maybe you’ll catch a cold tonight and can’t come to school tomorrow.

-

There was no miracle cold that kept you from school on that cloudy Wednesday, and the school day seemed to have breezed past. After grabbing your biology books and coat you headed out to the parking lot to find Renjun. He was never hard to spot, wherever he went his admirers followed. Your heart sunk when you saw him standing by his black Audi, surrounded by girls. As soon as he saw you, he opened the passenger door for you to get in. You did so with haste, not wanting to listen to the defeated cries outside the door. Renjun climbed in the drivers’ seat and took off before you had time to fasten your seatbelt.

“Sorry about them. I’ve never driven another girl home.” He says, without ever taking his eyes off the road.

Shrugging seemed to be the only viable option. All you could think of is what would happen at school tomorrow. Hoping that you wouldn’t be chased around campus by a pack of angry women. Renjun seemed to live close to the school, in a brand-new high-rise building. What really amazed you was that he lived here alone, the rent had to be triple what you paid.

“You can leave your stuff in the closet. I’ll make tea.” Renjun padded off into the kitchen, leaving you standing in the entryway.

You hung your coat in the closet and set your bag on the rack above it, only taking your pens and books to the table in the living room. Making yourself comfortable on a cushion on the floor and spreading your information out on half of the coffee table, you waited patiently for Renjun to return. He came into the room with two mugs of tea a few moments later, the scent of peppermint tea filling the air once the mugs were placed on the table. You gave a small smile in thanks.

“Where should we start?” You asked, while starting to thumb through your textbook.

“We could start with why you’ve been avoiding me for two years.” He replied nonchalantly, you looked up at him with wide eyes. “Did you think I didn’t notice? You stopped being friends with Jeno and Jaemin because it meant seeing me” He chuckled a little.

“I meant with the project. Where we should start on the project” You tried to coax the conversation away from where you knew it was going. Trying to steer clear of talking about your former best friends and why you avoided Renjun.

“I knew what you meant. But I’m curious. They tell me it’s because you liked me” He egged you on.

Sighing in defeat you closed your textbook and stared at him. “Yeah. I did.”

“Well, why did you never say anything?” His eyes narrowed and his head cocked to the side.

-

You went back to that morning of sophomore year, furious at your older brother for making you late. The day had been planned around you being on time, texting Jeno and Jaemin to make sure they were aware of your tardiness. The plan was in motion, your friends texting Renjun to meet them by the front doors of the main building on campus. You practically fell out of your brother’s car before he had even fully stopped, not wanting to waste any more time. But when you saw Renjun reject that girl, you couldn’t do it. You didn’t want to be humiliated the way she had been. So instead, you continued walking, texting your friends about what happened and avoiding them for the rest of the day. Which soon turned to weeks of ignoring, and soon it was years.

-

“Because I saw how you rejected that freshman. And heard of every rejection since then. I didn’t want to be one of them” tears falling freely down your cheeks. The memory was harder when you had to stomach all of it like that.

This time it was Renjun’s turn to be taken aback, his eyes wide with shock at what you just confessed to him. In a swift motion he was beside you, his large hands wiping away your tears. With your face in his hands, he forced you to look at him, his eyes softened when they bore into yours.

“Did you ever wonder why I rejected that girl?” His voice soft, as if he was scared that he could break you. You shook your head at his question. “I knew you were coming. Did you really think the guys wouldn’t tell me?” You couldn’t resist rolling your eyes, of course your friends had told him. Of course he knew.

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Now it was your turn to interrogate him. His hand dropped from your cheeks to your lap, resting over your own.

“I’ve always been blunt with responses. Especially when I’m nervous” He started. “That morning I remember being so giddy about you coming to meet me. But then those girls showed up before you got there. I couldn’t stop myself. The words came out before I even had a chance to process what was happening, and I know it’s no excuse but if you give me a chance-“ You cut him off by leaning forward and softly pressing your lips to his.

Renjun looks surprised at your decision to kiss him. But he wastes no time kissing you back, cupping your face and deepening the kiss. You both continue like this for a few minutes, until you end up sitting on Renjun’s lap with your head on his shoulder and his hand rubbing your back.

“You cut me off before I could ask. But I was wondering if you had a date for the graduates gala?” he looked down at you with hope filled eyes.

“No one has asked. Why?” You smirk, raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well in that case… (y/n) would you allow me to accompany you to the gala?” Renjun smiled at you.

His smile was contagious, it had spread from him to you and before you knew it you were kissing him again. The excitement bubbling in your stomach at the thought of Renjun being your date to the gala.

“Of course I will” You broke the kiss to answer him.

Your heart fluttered as he pulled you into another kiss. Though your mind couldn’t get over the fact that he wasn’t an anti-romantic, he was just waiting for you.

[jiwos]

nct renjun icons

[yellowclover23]

13-Jul-2021

[faerenjun]

seeing myself in a dream

[onedoors]

RENJUN — stage 1 - seeing myself in a dream  

[jaemtens]

i can’t believe renjun found something even tinier than himself

[raibebe]

Day 17: Three (or more)some

Genre: smut Words: 1194 Prompt: boyfriend Haechan x female reader feat. Dream 00 line

Warnings: fivesome, oral (m), deepthroating, fingering (f), anal play, degradation

A/N: This is something I've wanted to try for a while but I have no idea if I actually managed to pull it off....

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“Don’t you want to show them how much you like sucking cock, baby?” Donghyuck drawled, his eyes dark as he gently cupped your face. Instead of answering verbally, you simply let your mouth fall open, stretching your tongue out just how you know he liked. “Such a good whore,” your boyfriend chuckled, slapping the tip of his cock onto your tongue, “Show them how good you are.”

‘They’ were currently standing behind Donghyuck: Jaemin with his eyes dark and fixated on your naked body on your hands and knees on your mattress; Jeno with a blush high on his cheeks and eyes darting around the room as if he was too shy to even be here but his twitching cock was telling another story; and Renjun with his hands curling and uncurling at his sides. The only thing they had in common was their state of undress and your mouth watered even just looking at their half hard cocks. Determined to break their control, you slowly swallowed Donghyuck’s cock, letting out a satisfied moan when you could taste his skin. You slowly worked his cock, taking more and more of him the more your jaw relaxed until the head breached your throat and it tore an ugly choking sound from you that had you splutter. “You can do better than that, baby,” Donghyuck scolded, slapping your hands away when you tried to use them to steady yourself against his thighs, “I said hands and knees.”

Nodding as best as you could with his cock still stuffing your mouth, you bobbed your head again, fighting your gag reflex when he meanly bucked his hips to force his cock inside your throat again, pushing you down his length until your nose was nestled against his stomach. “So fucking good, baby,” he praised, throwing his head back as your throat fluttered around him, your body convulsing around the intrusion. “That’s it,” Donghyuck chuckled once he had pulled you off and you had to heave in heavy breaths, the saliva that had built up in your mouth dribbling past your lips and down your chin.

“She’s so filthy,” you heard one of the other boys say, his voice way closer than before. Not hesitating for even a second, you took Donghyuck’s cock back into your mouth, sucking on his sensitive head while you reached out for his friend’s cock. Looking up, you were met with Renjun’s smirk. Not who you had thought would break first but you didn’t discriminate as you stroked his cock in a tight fist while Donghyuck started to shallowly thrust into your mouth again. You didn’t even bother to try to swallow your saliva anymore, just letting the foamy liquid run down your lips as he picked up the pace, your mewls and helpless moans muffled by his cock. “Her mouth feels so good, Renjun,” he panted, the praise going straight to your head, your urge to please all these men getting stronger and stronger. “Let me have a try then,” his friend challenged, stepping closer so his cock was directly in your line of sight now, the tip a rosy color and the shaft beautifully curved towards his stomach, a little smaller than your boyfriend - just the perfect size to not constantly choke on when he would fuck your throat.

“Fine,” Donghyuck sighed, burying his cock in the tightness of your throat one last time to revel in the sound of you choking on him before he pulled you off. “Spit,” he commanded, dragging you towards Renjun’s cock by the strong grip in your hair. Mindlessly obeying, you spat the mixture of saliva and Donghyuck’s precum onto Renjun’s cock, rubbing it into his skin. “Come on, show me how good you are with your mouth,” he urged you on, biting his lower lip to stifle any noises. “Yes, sir,” you rasped, immediately swallowing him down whole, the tip nestled tightly into your throat. The sudden feeling was so overwhelming for Renjun, he couldn’t hold back the moan that tumbled past his lips, his hips bucking into your throat even if your nose was already touching his pelvis. “So fucking tight,” he pressed out, “You two are missing out.”

You were so focused on making Renjun feel good with your mouth, forcing your jaw to go slack so he could fuck your throat comfortably and moving your hand up and down Donghyuck’s cock that you didn’t notice the bed dipping down behind you and you coughed violently around Renjun’s cock when someone plunged two of his fingers into your dripping core. “Did I startle you?” The man just giggled, roughly fucking into you to leave you panting, your head hanging low while you held on to Renjun’s and Donghyuck’s cocks, moaning unashamedly. Another set of hands smoothed down the arch of your back, holding you still so his friend could fuck you with his fingers, the wet sound of your core loud in the otherwise quiet room.

“Does she always get so wet, Hyuckie?” Jaemin mused and it drove you insane that you couldn’t figure out if his fingers were making you see stars or if it were Jeno’s. “She just enjoys choking on dick so much,” your boyfriend sighed. “I’ve heard she liked some other things as well,” Jaemin chuckled, the hands on your waist - Jaemin’s hands - smoothing down to your ass where a plug was nestled between your cheeks to make it easier for all of you. “I’ve heard she loves it to have her pretty little ass played with.” That was the only warning you got before he grabbed the plug by the base, slowly easing it in and out of you, mesmerized by how your rim stretched around the metal.

“She won’t break, she can take it,” Donghyuck urged his friend on, roughly pulling your head back up so Renjun and he could shove their dicks into your face again, muffling your moans as they held you down on their cocks in turns to fuck your throat. Taking Donghyuck’s words to heart, Jaemin pulled the plug from your ass, making the lube spill from your hole as you clenched around nothing. “Oh, she’s just begging to be filled,” Jeno spoke for the first time, tucking a third finger into your core. “Ass or pussy?” Jaemin asked his best friend, coating his fingers with the excess lube to fuck his fingers into your ass, testing how stretched you were. “You think her little ass can take me?”

“Please,” you mewled from where you had been mouthing at Renjun’s balls, sucking them into your mouth to release them again with wet pops. “Please what, slut?” He asked, slapping his cock onto your face, ruining you even further as he dragged the mix of saliva and precum over your cheeks to add to the mess of tears. “Want to be filled, please. Want you to use me like a fuckdoll,” you whined, trying to shoot Donghyuck your best puppy eyes despite sucking Renjun’s back between your lips. “You heard her guys,” your boyfriend chuckled, gently squeezing your throat to feel where his friend’s cock was buried, “Get a condom and fill her up.”