#nctdream series

[orangebratz]

Here is Series 3 Tiana being consumed by Jaemin and Haechan from NCT Dream now that her new nickname is "Hot Sauce"!

Also check out BratzLips.com's exclusive interview with Tiana: https://www.bratzlips.com/forum/bratz/bratzlips-com-interviews-tiana-memoirs-of-an-ex-elephant

Also more Bratz Series 3 memes on our Tumblr!

[luvyeni]

luvyeni's masterlist pt. 5🤍...

F- fluff A- angst M- smut S- suggestive 💬- text/smau

recent work: sex fashion and guitars [💬][M]

upcoming: lucifer ( 02z ) series [M]

REQUEST ARE OPEN

🤍 ... STRAY KIDS !

♡... reactions: gas prank [💬]

bangchan

co-parenting with chan [M][💬]

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2

lee know

♡... drabbles: 1 |

changbin

♡... drabbles: 1 |

hyunjin

♡... drabbles:

han jisung

roadtrip ft. felix— 5k [M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |

felix

♡... drabbles: 1 |

roadtrip ft. jisung— 5k [M]

seungmin

♡... drabbles:

jeongin

girls just wanna have fun — 1.1k [M]

co-parenting with jeongin [💬][M]

♡... drabbles: 1 |s

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍 ... ENHYPEN !

♡... reactions: when they're about to cum [M] | tie a ribbon around it [💬] | perv!enhypen 8th member [M] | wearing their shirt [M] | animal interrupts [M]

jungwon

♡... drabbles:

heeseung

the sinner and the sin — 4.7k [M]

girls just wanna have fun — 1.1k [M]

♡... drabbles:

jay

♡... drabbles:

jake

♡... drabbles:

sunghoon

♡... drabbles:

sunoo

♡... drabbles:

ni-ki

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍 ... NCT DREAM !

♡... reactions: giving a stranger his number [💬] | when they're about to cum [M] | perv!nctdream 8th member [M] | tying a ribbon [💬]

mark

♡... drabbles: 1 |

renjun

♡... drabbles:

jeno

♡... drabbles:

haechan

♡... drabbles:

jaemin

♡... drabbles:

chenle

relationship with chenji [M][💬]

♡... drabbles:

jisung

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

🤍... RIIZE !

♡... reactions: riling him up [M] | hand placement [M] | poly relationship with riize [💬] | auto correct [💬]

shotaro

secret pregnancy with shotaro [M][S]

♡... drabbles:

eunseok

co-parenting with eunseok [💬][M]

♡... drabbles:

sungchan

♡... drabbles:

wonbin

♡... drabbles: 1

seunghan

♡... drabbles: 1 |

sohee

♡... drabbles: 1 | 2 |

anton

♡... drabbles:

♡ ... HARD HOURS !

©️LUVYENI

[nctsworld]

10k followers... insane!!! i'm always appreciative for all the love on my gifsets, stories, and more. i know i haven't been that active in the last year or so, but i'm always around and am grateful for those who've stuck by over the years. thank you so much <3 y'all are amazing!!!

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gifts for you:

💚 gifset of one to three nct members

send in the names of one to three nct members and i’ll make a gifset of them!

feel free to add concepts, colours/colour palettes, videos, moments, etc. (eg. renjun + 7llin series; yangyang + xiaojun + smiling; taeil, jeno, jaemin + blue, etc.)

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i will glance at your archive and blog and create a moodboard/gifset based on what i see!

optional: let me know what is your specific aesthetic if it isn’t obvious (eg. water, cities, neon lights, colours, etc.)

📖 blurb/fic request

send me one nct member, a genre or two (fluff and/or smut preferable, but i can also do angst and comedy), and any mixture of tropes/kinks/aus/prompts from this list and i’ll write a short blurb or fic!

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send me your favourite song + the artist who does it and tell me why you like it!

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[nc-tzone]

T-ZONE MASTERLIST

(Actualizada 01/2024)

M: Contenido Maduro/Delicado ¦ E: Contenido Explícito ¦ C: Completada

FANFICTIONS EN WATTPAD

(TODAS SON TRADUCCIONES HECHAS CON EL DEBIDO PERMISO DE SUS AUOTRES ORIGINALES)

NCT

Fanfics de NCT como grupo completo, o sub unidades.

WAKE UP [NCT x WAYV] |M|C|

(“Si nos asesinan dentro del juego, ya no podremos despertar...”

Donde los chicos de despiertan dentro de un juego.)

MALL [NCT127] |M|C|

(“Siempre quise jugar al escondite en un centro comercial...” Dónde los chicos tienen que salir de un centro comercial, o morir en el intento)

THE FREAK SHOW [NCT '00LINE] |M|E|C|

(En donde cuatro chicos borran con éxito su estadía en un hospital psiquiátrico pero desarrollan una sed aun más grande de sangre)

CIRCUS [MarkHyuck] [C]

(“¿Nombre? Mi nombre es Mounstruo inútil...”)

SAVE NCT DREAM [C]

(“Nos dejo... Estamos jodidos, ¿cierto?”)

SAVE NCT |Secuela| [C]

(“El cielo esta igual que la última vez...”)

NCT127

[Mark & Haechan están en el apartado de NCTDREAM]

SWALLOW [JaeHyun] [E] [C]

(“Por una noche puedes hacerme lo que siempre has querido, solo por una noche...”)

CHÉRIE [TaeYong] [C]

(“Chèrie, sabes que yo siempre estaré para protegerte...”)

GUARDIAN [YuTa] [C]

(“Soy tu guardian, daría mi vida una y otra vez para asegurarme qué nadie te ponga una mano encima, ¿entiendes?”)

DADDY [TaeYong] [C]

(“Gracias por permitirme ser su padre...”)

TOY [JaeHyun] [C]

(“Estoy aquí para ser tu juguete...”)

NOTES TO THE HEART [TaeIl] [C]

(“La gente dice que el dinero mueve el mundo, pero para otros, lo hace otra cosa...”)

NCTDREAM

LOWKEY [Mark] [E] [C]

(“Todo estará bien si lo mantenemos en secreto...”)

THRONE [JeNo] [C]

(“¿Quien necesita amor cuando tiene poder?”)

FIREFLIES [HaeChan] [C]

(“Tienes novio... Entonces terminalo por mi...”)

OBSESSION [JeNo] [M] [E] [C]

(“¿Te estoy lastimando? Lo siento bebé, pero, ¿qué puedo hacer? Te amo demasiado...”)

STRAWBERRIES & CIGARETTES [ChenLe] [E] [C]

(“Recuerdo la primer vez que nos vimos, me dijiste que encendiera tu cigarrillo...”)

VACANCY [JiSung] [C]

(“Enamorarse es una tarea difícil, cariño, mucho más si te enamoras de mi...”)

EXAMINATE [RenJun] [C]

(“No se supone que debas enamorarte de mi, vivimos en mundos diferentes...”)

DÉJÁ VU [HaeChan] [C]

(“No me mires mucho, cariño, podrías enamorarte de mi...”)

BY THE ROAD [Mark] [C]

(“... Quedatela, cuando la veas Recuerda al chico que te salvo la vida...”)

SON IN LAW [HaeChan] [C]

(“¿Cuando vas a presentarme al yerno perfecto?”)

WAYV

SUCKY [Ten] [C]

(“Lucharia incluso contra mi podría sangre para salvarlos...”)

HONOR [WinWin] [C]

(“Servir es un honor, uno que tú nunca llegaras a tener...”)

SERIES

Libros de Series x Crossovers

THE PHOENIX SERIES

“Deja que el fuego se convierta en cenizas y haz que el fénix dentro de ti se eleve...”

Libros ordenados del primero al último.

DARK STREETS [HaeChan] [C]

ASHES [JeNo] [C]

THE RULES [JaeMin] [C]

SIDELINE [RenJun] [C]

PHOENIX [TaeYong] |Crossover| [C]

SUNGTARO X LUCAS

RESONANCE [SungChan] [C]

(“Tienes un deber y es ahí donde debería estar tu prioridad, no en una chica, no en un amor...”)

BLOOD MOON [LuCas] [C]

(“Solo era una regla: 'No te acerques a los hombres lobo'. Una regla que ella rompió...”)

KDRAMA ZONE

(Estas fanfics, todas, son de mi autoria.)

WEAK HERO [Yeon Sieun de Weak Hero Class 1] [C]

(“Hay muchas palabras para describirte, pero débil no es una de ellas...”)

SUN&MOON [Ahn Sooho de Weak Hero Class 1] [C]

(“El sol soltó dos lágrimas a escondidas, y yo las encontré en tus ojos, cariño...”)

REVENGE [Seok Jaebom de Revenge Of Others]

(“No me arrepiento, y si pudiera volver al tiempo, lo haría una y otra vez...”)

LOVE AGAIN [Han Seojun de True Beauty]

(“Me amaste una vez, y estoy agradecido de que me amas de nuevo...”)

WATERMELON [Ha YiChan de Twinkling Watermelon

MAFIA GAME [Go Gyunjoon de Night Has Come]

(“Yo siempre estoy en primer lugar, no me importa salvarlos a ustedes, me importa salvarme a mi misma...”)

(“Puedes cambiar los hechos y las maneras, pero el destino es algo que no puedes tocar...”)

Cuentas de Wattpad:

WOOKZN (Cuenta de Fanfics de Kdramas)

SIDEZN (Traducciones de otros idiomas al Español)

DREAMZN (Traducciones del Inglés al Español)

(Esta también es mi cuenta de fanfics de NCT, creadas por mi)

WOOKZN (Cuenta de Fanfics de Kdramas)

(En esta cuenta todas las fanfics son de mi autoria)

Última Actualización:20.01.2024

[boilingpoem]

ADDITIONAL FACTS

⭑ Favorites: ENHYPEN and aespa as my ultimates, LE SSERAFIM, TXT, Red Velvet, BTS, IVE, NEWJEANS, NCTDREAM.

⭑ Music-wise: Pop, EDM, Jazz, Classical, and Rock. HYBE, SM, and YG songs, Gracie Abrams, Taylor Swift, NIKI, ILLENIUM, HONNE, Coldplay, ONE OK ROCK, Dept, Justin Bieber, Zedd, Ellie Goulding, Rihanna, Selena Gomez, Ariana Grande, etc. Hits from the golden era of 2010-2015.

⭑ Movies-genre: Dystopian, Thriller, Action, Romance, Cartoon, Crime, Asian dramas (Korean and Chinese), Korean variety shows, and documentary.

Movies: Fantastic Beast, Divergent, The Maze Runner, Ocean 8, Interstellar, Marvel, Pitch Perfect, Love Rosie, Mortal Engines, Before Sunrise, Drowning, Coco, The Roundup.

Asian Dramas: Lighter and Princess, You Are Desire, Hello I'm at Your Service, Start Up, Love Like the Galaxy, You Are My Glory, Story of Kunning Palace, Alchemy of Souls 2, Doom Into Your Service, The First Responders, Bad and Crazy, The Roundup,

Others series and shows: NCIS, One Piece, Running Man, etc.

⭑ Reading-game: Romance, Thriller, Crime, Literary Fiction, History and Memoirs, Self-help, etc.

⭑ Stuffs: Astronomy and mythological type of things. European artsy and architectures. Editing, writing, and baking.

[itsthe-neo-zone]

Wands and Potions - NCTdream & WayV 

Please read the Masterlist before continuing ahead with the chapter.

Warnings: read the warnings in the masterlist linked above, song recommendations can be found there too.

A/N: Thank you to those who appreciate and support this piece of work! You know who you are, and thank you to my wonderful followers and taglist! you make this possible. 

Chapter 16: 

“I wanted to ask you about something.” Selene whispered; she didn’t have to be loud; she was sitting on the edge of a log in the clearing near the edge of a small island on the black lake.

“Fire away,” Yangyang was behind her, plaiting her soft locks, the feeling of the gold-like shimmer beneath his hands calmed him slightly. He was about to reveal his thoughts and deepest desires to her.

“Is it true, the whole dark arts thing.” She breathed out Yangyang could feel how she visibly tensed beneath his gaze. He looked down at her shoulders, the way they curved in slightly. She felt vulnerable around him. “You’re taught the dark arts?”

The exasperated sigh she heard from him was worrying her and his silence increased the level of anxiety in her tenfold. She felt his slender fingers let go of the strands of hair she let cascade down.

She had ever gone this far away from castle alone. “Yes,” he murmured; he took his steps to come stand before her. “I’ve done things… that are regrettable, but I’d never try to harm anyone.” Crouching to be at eye level he looked into her eyes with full sincerity.

“It’s alright.” she crooked her head to the side breathing out, the stray strands of her hair fell down past her eyes “You’re not scared?” he asked puzzled, his eyes wavered slightly looking anywhere but her.

“No,” pulling up all her courage she smiled at him, assuring the slender figure before her. “I’m not.”

“Even if I tell you I know of the unforgiveable curses.” He was a little sceptical in mentioning them.

“Even if you tell me about those.” Selene didn’t hesitate she answered immediately letting him know she trusted him, it scared her a little, but she believed he was good inside. He never judged her for being a half-blood and although it was difficult for him, he maintained their friendship.

“So, why did you bring me here?” Selene looks around. She knew of her whereabouts, but she was confused, why specifically here?

The two continued walking along the path into the woodland sitting on the island, the neighbouring patch of land had the grave of the preceding headmaster of Hogwarts. They began talking, Yangyang explaining what he believed and where his affiliations lied.

“Gellert Grindelwald was right. He had a plan to keep us away from hiding. All wizard kind. Durmstrang students look up to him, we recognised him as our leader.” Yangyang glanced around, they wandered off into the main coppice, letting themselves get caught in the magnificence of the nature.  

“Do you think like him, do you believe that wizard kind deserve to rule, that it’s your birthright?” Selene was wondering, she wanted to understand what he believed to be his right. She wanted to get her thoughts around his ideals and beliefs.

“I do.” He walked up to a certain tree gathering from its leaking sap. “Tree sap must be quite rare where you come from.” she comically pondered, Yangyang grinned turning to face her “Just a hobby.”

“So, you think there are powerful wizarding families that would be willing to continue Grindelwald’s noble work?”

“Definitely, I’m surprised your family isn’t in on it too.” Selene chuckle; she thought of her obsessive blood supremacist mother and her family.

“Don’t be, I’m sure they’re a part of it, my family is intense when it comes to this kind of ordeals.”

[01:36PM]

Selene had been spending the rest of the free afternoon she had in the empty potions room. Professor Giverlein left the empty room letting her know there were no more potions classes that day leaving her with everything she could ever need.

“There’s no way I’m going to get this?” Selene whined thrusting her digits past the sides of her head rubbing her sore scalp. She was beyond stressed.

Sleepless nights, Chenle and his problems on one side. Rose and Albus with their family stress on the other; her own family ordeals tugging at her, the prophecy the portrait spoke about, the lestrange manor invitation, Yangyang and his affiliations to the return of the Ancient Sacred 28 and then Scorpius and his solemn depression. Selene was trying to solve too many problems at once.

She felt as if it was all coming back, as if the matters were taking her physical body and heath as tribute she was going to regurgitate. Holding it in, she lifted the elixir the potion she had been working on secretly aside her schoolwork.

The bitter after taste was awful but she withstood it for the benefits the potion would give her. This was old magic; you’d give something up for the taking of another. In this case it was her blood.

Selene hid the bubbling liquid in the cauldron, she lifted the rusty metal towards her shelf setting a lid on top and pushing it inwards quickly to sheath the brewing of the elixir. She took her seat back at the edge of the table.

Selene was reminded of the tournament happening from the exaggerated shouts and yells from the harbouring window. The voices came from students a year or two older, closer to Yangyang’s age. Selene sat there dazed for a moment. It was getting closer to the winter break, meaning the deadline for the potion project was creeping nearer.

Playing with the leaves of the daisy root; Selene remembered what she had gone through to get the foliage. She recalled what Chenle did for her. He saved her from the hell she was going through, twice. That should prove that he cares.

But why do I still hate him for his harsh words and cold demeanour?

��[06:17PM]

[Selene Pov]

“I got your message. What is it?” I rushed to the library. Moving past tables I saw a crouched lyra she was shaking, and I mean shaking. Almost vibrating.

“What on earth happened. And why did you send that idiot Irene to tell-” I stopped my whining because I realised this was real, she was in tears and it looked like anymore and she’d lose it all. I lifted her up swinging the robes she had on the floor over her shoulder blades.

Olivia comes rushing into the library, I could hear the frantic panic in her voice as she desperately wanders about the immense hall of the library.

“Oh thank heavens you’re here!” I speak agitatedly my voice breaking, “Olivia what’s happening to her.”

“He found out!” Olivia crouched she grabbed the girls palm, “Hopefully this works.” She pulled an elixir out of the robes pocket taking a couple drops and setting them on the girls wrist.

“Who found out?” I was panicking, I should be keeping my calm but the view before my own two eyes was scaring me.

“Se-Selene, he saw, it- I didn’t. he saw E-everything.” I hushed her, “It’s alright, I understand. We’ll solve this.”

It looked like Olivia understood what lyra was blabbering about, the rush in her hands and movements forced me to lift the dropped unknown potion and take care of the small container and its excess drops.

“I’ll explain later but you have to get Scorpius right now. Do whatever you need to do he must come here right now.” I nod already running off I pushed past the main library doors not caring or even asking questions on my Scorpius had to be there.

I was running even faster than I had when I heard Scorpius’ voice in my head, using every force I had in the rest of my body I managed to clear the thoughts for a couple more seconds sending a energy fuelled message to the blond slytherin boy.

“Where are you going?” Jade yelled after my speeding self, she watched me turn towards the dungeons of the castle, following she tried to catch up but as a speeding bolt, the only thing she caught was my maroon hair trailing off behind me.

I reached the entrance of the Slytherin common room. It was guarded by two gargoyle statures and a password. Never being down here before; I panicked. Lyra didn’t look like she had much time before she was out.

Catching sight of the one person I didn’t want to be around, I groaned. Why him, why Chenle of all freaking people? It just had to work that way, turning around to face him I forcibly pushed down any form of resentment and dignity I had.

“Where is Scorpius?”

“Look what the snake swallowed? It’s Selene Adams, have you come to apologise?” Jisung who was next to the blond spat smirking, the smug grin on his face annoying me more than it should.

“I’m not here to apologise to anyone.” I glared back at him; his words made me feel like shit. “Where’s Scorpius, Chenle?” I repeated my question my body language visibly showing I was under a time limit.

“Tell me?”

“Selene they’re not going to help.” The familiar echo from behind me voiced down the damp and dreary corridor. “Jade please help me, lyra has fallen and Olivia sent me to get Scorpius, its urgent.”

She nodded pushing past the two; specifically Jisung. “Ill get him now, wait out here.”

“Be fast. Please!”

I paced up and down the width of the small corridor, Jisung’s face immediately changed realisation dawned over his sharp features and he quickly followed the dark raven female; leaving the blond boy standing a meter away from me.

It felt awkward. I didn’t want to talk to him or even be around him. Though I could feel his penetrating gaze it pervaded my head trying to understand my thoughts, defiling me.

“Stop that.”

“What? Stop what?” he sneered his voice was back to the usual the voice he always had; the softness that was once there when we were at the mansion was nowhere to be found. I guess snakes venom spreads fast, especially of that snake is Rosier.

“Your staring.” I snapped back.

“So now I can’t use my eyes, and who said I take orders from you? Filthy half breed.” His words took me back to the times I’d let myself be lectured and broken down by him.

I wasn’t going to answer but the look of pure aggravation on my face said enough. Watching the now appeared Scorpius drag me off was enough to let it slide, lyra was more important anyways.

“You can tell me what happened later and why I’m desperately needed when Lyra’s the one in trouble but now we need to get to her as fast as possible.”

After pulling Scorpius on a wild goose chase to the library then noticing Olivia took Lyra to the lunch table on the outside of the castle gates and into the gardens past the wooden bridge. I had finally made it completely emphysematous.

“What is it, what is going on?” the blond boy was extremely confused and shocked. His movements were extremely erratic.

“You’re going to have to sit through this one, Scorpius.” Olivia spoke she was hesitant. Weary to all his reactions.

“Do I go? Or what do I…” after catching enough breath I ask the unanswered question. It seemed like this was a private ordeal, I was unsure of whether it seemed ok for me to be here.

“You’re related to him; he may need some ‘moral support’ through this.” Olivia hissed she was put in an uncomfortable position; I could see it myself. She lifted the lifeless right arm that belonged to lyra.

The cold wind brushing past our stiff bodies allowed me to lean into Scorpius for warmth and comfort. Though I think he was the one who needed comfort now, he looked extremely anxious.

“Do you know what’s happening?” I look into his eyes leaning over his shoulder. Scorpius gleams smiling lightly at my pouted facial expression.

“You look cute.” He mumbles, pulling me down to sit next to him. He sighed, it seemed like he had a rough day today. “To be completely honest, I don���t know what this is about, but I have a bad feeling about this if my predictions are correct.”

The unease was evident in the way he stations himself waiting for Lyra to wake from her deep slumber.

“Why did you ask me to bring him here?” My question was directed to Olivia, but I couldn’t take my eyes of Lyra her tired and overworked emotional toll showing through her face. I was stupid not to notice, the glimmer once in her soft eyes no longer there.

“I should have been there for her like she did for me.” I muttered voice breaking, it sounded weaker than it should have. Watching the ravenclaw witch wake her up from the antidote of the elixir she looked shaken and dissipated.

“Selene, Scorpius?” her voice was barely above a whisper, lyra woke up but she was still in a haze. “I’ll let Lyra explain, just give her time to awaken.” Olivia added letting lyra sit up, I moved to help the brunette witch. My friend, a sister to me.

After giving her a few moments to calm I spoke up nudging her to speak gently. She had energized just enough to talk. But as soon as she looked up and into Scorpius’ eyes the tears started. He was shocked, his lips trembling wanting to say something but unable to speak.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” I was truly disordered, completely flummoxed. The two were reacting lie they had shared some sort information. Everyone was reacting strangely. Even Jade was understanding her eyes flashed when she heard of Lyra being hurt.

“I think I know, but I’m unsure…” Scorpius was as still as a stone sculpture at this moment. “And it’s scaring me.” He breathed looking at her weak shivering fingers before him, they laid on the table as she sobbed, “Is it a possibility that I’m- I mean, that you’re…

Her voice was incredibly shaky, she yearned to hug him but it was difficult... Everything was telling her not to push his limits. 

“I wanted to, -really- I wanted to tell you for so long. But fath-father didn’t let me. He kept me away too. I’m so sorry.”

@ajuniceuajuniceu​ @kkuljungwoo​ @sensiblebutch​ @kangkinoa​ @nctzen2020​ @mystic-jungkook​ @merryandhappylele​ @bcbymingi​ @mochischeeks  @rilakunma​ @jaehyunspaghetti​ @commentgirl​ @99jjh​ @johnnys-wifeu​ @misaraem @apricottulips​ @h2ogamergirl @angelsnowflake​ 

[gimmehyuck]

reckless heroism | l.dh

summary. you've kept your secret for all of six months, mostly to keep your friends - him - safe. when he finds out, it puts your skills of truly wanting to keep him safe to the test.

or in other words, he's your mary jane. the damsel in distress. and he may or may not be happy about it.

pairing. protective med student!hyuck x spiderwoman!yn, feat. nomin

words. roughly 10.3k~ish

genre. friends to lovers, angst, general fluff, serious mutual pining, seriously, they know they like each other and so does everyone else, some action? idk i wrote this after obsessing over the latest spiderman movie it just took me a century to post it, technically two kiss scenes.

warnings. a bi jaehyun is a Very Bad Guy™, like a bit unhinged and does not nice things. you have been warned. also mentions of blood, injuries, guns, things blow up etc. it's an action based au, whatever else comes from that. also i know nothing about med school, sorry.

p.s. i use an -almost- direct line from tom holland's spiderman... see if you can spot it... hehe

.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.°.

donghyuck wasn’t sure how he ended up in this position.

categorizing his injuries quickly like his training taught is what helped him stay grounded. his ribs felt as if they had taken a severe beating, and his head was throbbing.

probably a concussion.

his eyes burned from the blood that leaked down his face into them from a gash he got earlier, facial wounds always bled worse he reminded himself. he was nauseous but he assumed that was from the overwhelming smell of smoke from the explosion that destroyed half the building.

he brought his hand up to cradle his head, his ears were ringing so loudly. and they just kept ringing, and ringing, and ringing, and…

“hyuck, please! focus!” he finally heard the yelling over the sound of sirens going off in his head.

he blinked once, twice, trying to get his eyes to lock in and focus; he searched around to try and find the sound of the voice that had yelled for him.

his blurry vision tried to clear but it went in and out in intervals. with the moments spent in focus, he saw you, standing over him, shouldering a very heavy looking slab of concrete, arms shaking from the weight.

“hey, hyuck, are you with me now?” you groaned, face screwing in exertion.

he noticed your suit was torn in places, your mask long since forgotten, dust and debris littered your face and hair. you were bleeding from cuts on your face and even though he could see you physically shaking from trying to hold up the weight, he saw you sigh in annoyance at him.

“hyuck!” you yelled this time, frustration lining your voice.

“yeah,” he croaked out, his voice coming out gravelly.

“yeah, i’m here now.” he squinted up at you, watching as your frustration ebbed away and you smiled.

even in all this, you still smiled at him. and that’s when everything came back in a flood, and he realized…

maybe this was his fault after all.

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donghyuck was playing his game loudly on his PC, rapidly clicking his mouse and yelling through his headset.

“jaemin, no, no, dammit! now i’m dead because you – jeno, don’t yell at me for yelling at your boyfriend, i just died!” donghyuck whined dramatically into the mic, and he jumped a little when he heard his door open and click shut.

“hyuck,” he heard your familiar voice calling softly from across the room. since he was dead anyways, he swiveled around in his chair, a smile already working its way on his face, but the moment he saw you, he froze.

his brain took a moment to process what he saw and even then, it still didn’t make any sense. his mouth opened and shut rapidly, trying to form any semblance of a thought, any attempt of words but eventually he landed on just your name.

“y/n is there? turn on your camera so we can say hey!” he heard jisung say through the headset. you seemed to have heard jisung and you rapidly shook your head no, putting a gloved finger to your lips. you made a motion pointing at his headset and made a slicing motion across your throat. when he didn’t move a muscle, you repeated the motion more frantically, eyes almost seeming to panic. putting your hands together in a plea, then repeating the charades of telling him to turn off the game.

finally he acted, clearing his throat before saying, “no, y/n isn’t here but she is calling. i’ll get back on later, bye guys.” and he was met with a chorus of “ooooh the girlfriend is calling” and what donghyuck thought was very childish kissing sounds coming from chenle and jisung, but regardless of how childish it was, it still caused a blush to creep up his neck and make its way into his cheeks.

clicking the headset off and dropping it around his neck, he and his red cheeks focused back on you. standing across the room, you were dressed in a red and black skintight suit, with a giant spider across the chest.

“you’re cosplaying now?” he asked with an eyebrow raised, his voice taking on a sarcastic tone. “you never showed any interest at all in spider-woman when we’ve all discussed her, and where did you get that costume? it looks nicely made, you nearly failed homec in high school so…”

he watched as you took a deep breath before opening your mouth to say the unbelievable., “it’s not a cosplay. it’s not a costume. it is my suit. it was technically a gift but… i am spider-woman.” you raised a finger for each point you made, your face and tone showing extreme seriousness that he would have found almost comical if he hadn’t begun to notice your face had become a little paler than when he had first seen you enter. narrowing his eyes slightly, his brain trying to figure out what was going on, he went on to huff a laugh. “you’re so full of shit.”

“look,” you ran your hand through your hair and sighed, donghyuck noticing you had started to sway a little, but you began to emphasize your points by talking with your hands again as you spoke. “i know this is a lot to take in suddenly, and i’m gonna go ahead and apologize to you for lying to you these past six months, i didn’t know how to properly tell you that ‘hey i was bitten by a radioactive spider and now i can do things i can’t explain’ because i knew you’d act like this, but i don’t have anywhere to go right now and i really… really need your help.”

and that’s when you swayed so hard, you staggered against the standing dresser sliding down its front, shaking it so hard that his textbooks fell off.

donghyuck flew across the room to kneel by your side, noticing your breathing was a little labored. you laughed a little at how quickly his demeanor changed from sarcastic to serious.

“okay, okay. you’re spider-woman and you’re forgiven for lying, what happened?” he said, going into what you called his No Nonsense Mode. he ran to his desk to grab his med kit and rushed back to your side.

“i was shot and the bullet is lodged in my arm, and i can’t remove it myself, i’ve tried and i can’t heal unless it’s out. i need you to pull it out.” it was matter-of-fact the way you spoke about what had happened to you. donghyuck placed his stethoscope on your chest and listened for any irregularities, not missing the way his heart lurched when you mentioned you were shot with nonchalance. once he couldn’t find any irregularities though, he got out scissors and began cutting the fabric away from the wound on your arm, that he wasn’t sure how he didn’t notice it earlier, but, he told himself (in his defense) the majority of the suit was black, it didn’t really stand out.

“you really should have gone to the emergency room to have an actual doctor do this.” he scolded softly, taking gauze and wiping away the excess blood from the site.

you snorted. “what? just, swing into the ER and go, ‘i can’t take off my mask for you but i need you to treat my gunshot wound’? yeah, that’ll go smoothly. besides, you’re a doctor.” you murmured as you watched him rummage in his kit for whatever tool he needed.

“i’m training to be a doctor, i’m not a doctor, yet. there’s a literal board certified difference.” he corrected, cutting his eyes at you. you lifted your other hand in surrender.

“it’s all the same to me.” you replied.

“how have you not needed me before now?” he asked before taking off a cap of a bottle and looking directly into your eyes as he said, “this is going to sting a little.”

“i heal quickly, broken ribs are nothing but – ah, shit!” crying out sharply in pain, eyes bulging at the liquid that burned worse than you thought it would.

“you said sting, you liar!” and he smirked at you, your heart leaping a little at the look. “that’s for lying to me.”

“yeah, sure. a huge identity secret that could get all my friends and family killed that i kept secret to protect you means you can hurt me with alcohol. sure, sure.” you rolled your eyes as he shrugged.

“it’s all the same to me,” he quoted you, but then frowned a little. “i’m going to dig it out now. and this will actually hurt, do you need me to grab something for you to bite down on, or… or squeeze?” he asked, his laser-focused attention shifting from your face to the hole in your arm.

you shook your head and gripped your thigh tightly. he nodded and began to find the object that was keeping you from healing yourself. you could feel the bruises start to come up on your knee as your arm shook from the pressure you applied to try and take your mind off of the pain your best friend was inflicting on you.

you watched his face as a distraction and distantly thought it was cute that he stuck his tongue out between his lips in concentration. after agonizing minutes, he finally let out an excited, “got it!”

he showed you the offending metal excitedly between the long medical tweezers and you let out a heavy sigh of relief, and you could feel your body jump into overdrive to try and heal the area.

“i think i’m going to pass out, and if i do… just leave me here. i’ll wake up in thirty minutes, tops.” you mumbled a little too softly before doing exactly what you said you would do, and slumped over onto donghyuck’s lap. considering you warned him beforehand, he only let himself panic for all of thirty seconds before he grabbed a pillow from his couch and gently moved your head from his lap to the pillow.

he rummaged around in his kit for more gauze and started to clean the area of the blood that had gushed out during the process of him removing the bullet, as he did so his hands froze midair. he could only watch in awe as he saw your skin start to heal itself, the tissues and skin closing up from the inside out. and sure enough, within thirty minutes, it was as if you had never been injured, and five minutes after that, you stirred awake. you blinked a few times up at him, and he continued to stare down at you as if he were mapping out the details of your face.

“you lied.” he said, and you groaned, throwing an arm over your eyes.

“i told you i was sorry!” you immediately went on the defensive.

“it took you thirty-five minutes, you said thirty tops.” he raised one eyebrow, giving you his signature irritating smirk that always gave you butterflies.

you thought for a moment, “hmm, must have lost more blood than i realized.”

you both stared at each other for a few awkward seconds before you let out, “so you’re…. not… mad at me? i wanted to tell you the moment i found out, i swear. but every chance i got i – ” and your voice came out smaller and smaller with each word, more than you had hoped it would. you weren’t sure why, but you knew that if he was angry it would hurt you more than you had realized it would.

“hey, chill. how could i be mad?” he sounded confused, looking away to put something in his kit. “no, i couldn’t be mad at you. i can rationalize why you did it. it makes sense why you didn’t tell me. but no more secrets from here on.” he cut his eyes over at you sternly.

“promise, no more secrets.” you agreed with a nod.

“but… now that i know…” he said, stern look morphing into a more mischievous one and the smile he wore made you shift. “i have so many questions.” the intense staring contest came to an end when you smiled back.

“alright, shoot.” you offered and sat up. when you noticed he gave you an instant unamused look, you amended sarcastically. “oh, too soon? sorry. you may proceed, your majesty.”

and oh, he did.

two hours of nothing but rapid fire questions, answering everything from:

“what are your powers?”

“the powers of a spider, hyuck.”

“yes, i can tell, but what exactly can you do?”

to:

“have you really robbed banks like that tabloid said?”

“do i look like i’m suddenly millions of dollars richer to you?”

after the intense game of twenty thousand questions, he seemed satisfied with all of his answers he received until he came down to the last one.

“what were you doing when you were shot?” he asked, deep concern written all over his face. you had scared him, you realized. he was just now processing everything that had happened, the excitement was falling away so he had to deal with what had happened and you had frightened him more than you thought you would.

“there’s a mob boss, he’s trafficking in a new kind of drug that is killing so. many. people. i think he may have manufactured it to kill but i’m not sure on that part. i was getting close to the warehouse, and he knew it. i ran into an ambush, but not before i destroyed a case of the drugs. they seem to be highly flammable somehow but anyway, there’s still so much more though, hyuck. i just acted first this time before coming up with a plan.” you became more and more enthused as you spoke but when donghyuck didn’t respond, you looked up to find him picking at his fingernails. he did this when he had something to say but wasn’t sure if he wanted to say it, you noticed in elementary school and it was his biggest tell when he had secrets. which meant he never really had secrets from you.

“hyuck, what is it?” you leaned over and touched his fiddling fingers, stilling them. he waited a few more moments before looking up and making eye contact.

“you’ve been doing all of this for six months… alone. and it’s… it’s dangerous. you’re… why are you choosing to be reckless?” his voice came out accusatory but small, almost a little unsure of himself. and it made you pause, because it was so unlike him. your hyuck, the extremely smart med student. almost overly, frustratingly self-confident, was always self-assured, but the last half hit an uncomfortable spot in your chest. a spot that signaled an argument. your eyebrows drew together and you tilted your head to the side.

“it’s dangerous, yeah, but it’s nothing i can’t handle. i’ve been handling it. and i’m not being reckless. i can’t just not use this to help people. it happened to me for a reason.”

“yeah but,” he hesitated again. he didn’t want this to come out the way he was worried it was going to. “you could get hurt, you have been hurt! what if you didn’t make it here in time? this screams recklessness to me.”

“it… it doesn’t matter if i get hurt, and i did make it here in time… look, when you can do the things i can, and you’re given a chance to help but you don’t, and then the bad things happen… they happen because of you.” you argued simply, your voice taking on a tone of pleading to match your eyes.

“it doesn't matt- it matters to me!" hearing you say your life wasn’t as important to you as others nearly gave him a heart attack. he was almost rendered speechless at those words. keyword: almost, "you could be killed! what part of that don’t you get? everything you just said isn’t heroism, y/n. that’s just self-imposed guilt.” he yelled, the sudden rise in his voice startling the both of you.

“no, it isn’t. it’s taking responsibility!” you responded, teeth clenched.

“respons-,” he cut himself off, completely incredulous. he all but rolled his eyes at you, “why do you feel responsible for people you’ve never met?! you could be killed, killed y/n. what part of that don’t you get?”

“yeah, hyuck, i could. believe me, i get it. but so could you, at any given time. people are dying, and if i can help them, then i will.” you didn’t raise your voice, but the bitterness that seeped through your still clenched teeth wasn’t easily controlled.

“people are dying because they’re choosing to take illegal drugs.”

“and you think that just because they chose to get high, off of something they were lied to about, that they should be murdered?” you were incredulous this time at the notion, eyebrows nearly in your hair.

“that’s not what i’m saying!” he threw his hands up, and you stood up abruptly.

“really?” you flung your hands out, exasperated beyond belief. “because it sure as hell sounds like it. it’s not just addicts taking this drug. it’s college kids experimenting. it – it could be our friends next! just trying a normal college experience!” and he scoffed at the defensive stance you took, arms crossing over your chest. he rolled his eyes and that just pissed you off even more. you weren’t sure why he was taking this stance, and it felt like he was against you. this was the argument that your body had warned you of.

“it could be jeno, or jaemin, or… or even mark next. at the next party, they may just try something, or, or get something slipped to them, and then what?” your tone was serious. you meant what you said.

“mark doesn’t do parties-.” he started sarcastically but you cut him off with a scoff.

“that isn’t the fucking point! you’re becoming a doctor to save people, i was given these abilities to do the same. why does it feel like i’m the only one willing to try? why does it feel like you’re… you’re judging me for it?”

“how could you say that? i’ll take an oath to do no harm in a few years, it will be my job to save people’s lives. responsibly. not doing it illegally, like a vigilante. not getting myself injured in the process, not getting myself killed.” he spat out the last sentence with such vehemence that you had no retaliation for it, mouth dropping in a silent gasp.

you just stared at him before shaking your head slightly. you walked across the room and snatched your discarded mask off the floor.

“thank you for helping me.” was all you said and he could only watch as you threw open the door and climbed out of the window in the hall you had originally crawled through. he could only partially see as you slung away. he took a moment to replay the argument through his head and he smacked himself hard in the forehead. he was stupid. he started the argument because he was worried and his smart mouth did what it always did, got him into trouble.

why was saying, ‘i’m worried for you, please be careful next time’ so hard for him?

he crossed the room and closed the door, banging his head softly against the door and mumbling,

“stupid, stupid, stupid.”

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he hadn’t spoken to you in three days, not that he hadn’t tried. numerous texts and voicemails apologizing profusely for what he had said, but he received nothing in return. he had even let slip during gaming with his friends that he had upset you and you were refusing to talk to him.

they all immediately sided with you without even knowing what the argument was about, with jaemin throwing in a ‘you probably opened your stupid mouth and said the opposite of what you wanted to’, and donghyuck couldn’t even argue with that. they knew him well.

but with what was going on, he was, unfortunately, a little distracted doing his clinical hours at the hospital overnight. it was his turn in the ICU, the department he wanted to be in once he graduated. he just couldn’t get the image of your face out of his head when you left, and it made it hard for him to focus.

he had really hurt you, and after having the time to think about it, he understood where you were coming from. you wanted to make a difference, you had always been that way even as a kid, and how could he expect anything less? he was becoming a doctor to do the same thing. what made him any better? he knew if it were him in your shoes, he’d have done the same. he already knew the reason that made him react so negatively.

because it was you.

“lee!” the attending doctor yelled at him, snapping him out of his musings. his head snapped up instantly and he rushed over to his side, he wasn’t technically allowed to help yet but he was to shadow and learn what he could from observation. an ambulance had wheeled in a drug overdose victim, and the nurses were running around.

he finally got a good look at the patient and that’s when he stilled. the guy was in his coding class that he took as an elective, yangyang. he knew he was a good guy, a little on the strange side but he and his friends were the same. donghyuck noticed another guy he knew from around campus was hovering near the curtains edge.

xiaojun was biting his fingernails in worry and donghyuck could tell he had been crying. his attending doctor had called for narcan and so donghyuck made his way over to xiaojun. he looked up from yangyang, eyes lighting up for a second as he recognized donghyuck and he started fumbling over his words instantly.

“we-we were in the club, we hardly drank anything but a maybe a couple of beers and then all of a sudden he just… just f-fell out on the floor. they were saying it was a drug overdose but – but he doesn’t do drugs. he’d never touch them. he – he, wouldn’t. he didn’t do this.” donghyuck was about to offer words, when the doctor yelled at him to get xiaojun out of the way.

yangyang had started seizing, and he knew that xiaojun didn’t need to see it. placing a gentle hand on xiaojun’s shoulder, donghyuck escorted him away and the nurses closed the curtains. seeing this up close proved that he needed to find you. if he didn’t understand you before, he fully understood now.

his shift had ended, yangyang had been barely stable and instead of going home to sleep for his classes in the morning, he went the opposite way to go to your apartment. it was late, but he was hoping you’d be awake.

if not, he’d just wake you up and deal with it when you hit him for it. when he realized the elevator was down he sighed, assuming this was his karmic punishment, he made his way up the five flights of stairs and down the hall to your room.

standing in front of 606 he raised his hand to knock but the door opened before his hand met the wood. he figured it was the senses you had told him about that let you know he was there.

you stood in the doorway, face completely impassive. he coughed once, and scratched the back of his neck.

“i’ve been texting you, and calling…” he trailed off watching for your reaction.

“i know.” your response was cold.

“i’m really sorry,” he started again.

“i know. even jeno has told me. is that all?” and his shoulders drooped a little. when he didn’t respond for a moment, you started to close the door and he put his hand up to stop it, saying all he had to say in one quick breath.

“you were right. i was worried, and i just saw you bleeding and you acted like it was no big deal even though you had been shot and i couldn’t understand it and i’m sorry, really sorry, i reacted that way, but you were right… i… i saw what you were talking about today at the hospital. i saw it, and you were right.” your stony demeanor fell away, because you knew you couldn’t really stay mad at him, and worry seeped in.

you moved out of the way of the entrance to your room and he stepped inside and made his way to sit on your couch. he heard you close the door and shuffle across the room behind him. his elbows rested on his knees as he stared at the coffee table, and you sat on your knees in front of his field of vision.

“are you okay?” you asked, taking his hands in yours.

“it was a guy in my class, you know yangyang?” you nodded in answer and he breathed in shakily. “we… we got him stable for now but he, he wasn’t actively doing drugs. his friend said he never touched any, he was probably slipped something and – you were right. it could have been any of us.”

“it’s scary to watch happen, especially when it’s already too late to help, i know. i’m sorry you had to see it, but this lets me know that they’re getting bolder. a club? right. they’re going to make a mistake soon, i’ll be able to stop it then. you won’t have to see it again, if i can do anything about it.” your voice was honest, and earnest. donghyuck knew you meant it completely, but it made him wonder if you had already seen it be too late after trying to help, and how you were dealing with that trauma or if you were ignoring it.

taking a breath, he finally took a look around the room and you had your computer open and papers strewn around the desk like you were planning something. he got up and walked over to the papers, and he found they were annotated blueprints.

“it’s their main warehouse, i finally found it. i’m coming up with a plan this time. to save me from another hyuck scolding.” he heard you over his left shoulder. he turned quickly and his face came within inches of yours, but neither of you went to move away. his face heated at the close proximity, and you smiled knowingly at the reaction.

“i can hear your heart racing, what’s making you nervous? the plans…” you said looking down at the papers then back up, “or me?” you smirked at the way his eyes widened at the question.

maybe jeno was right after all, maybe you both were aware of how you felt about each other.

he hesitated before answering with an honest, “both, i think.”

“good,” was all you said with a grin.

“i want to help you,” he said looking down at you, searching your eyes for the part that he knew would cave.

“did you suddenly get bit by a radioactive spider too and gain superhuman abilities?” you snarked, taking his usual stance in the conversation.

“no, but i can be your person in the background helping you out. your guy in the chair, you know?” you hesitated at that.

“why not just my doctor in the hospital? i don’t want you to get hurt,” you replied, breaking eye contact to toy with the sleeve of his jacket.

“and you can?”

“i heal quickly,” you retorted. “you don’t.”

“i won’t get hurt, i’ll be sitting behind a computer helping you out with whatever you need. i’m pretty good at hacking things when i want to, if the almost choosing cybersecurity as my minor could remind you.” he wiggled his eyebrows at that and you laughed. you shoved his shoulder, and offered a hum to agree.

“fine, since i know you won’t back down. but don’t you dare think that i’ll take you anywhere near the big guys with the scary guns. i’ve been working on making my suit a little more bulletproof, so what happened last time won’t happen again as easily.” you said gesturing to the table where your sewing machine sat with other materials he couldn’t quite make out. before he could ask another question, he yawned wide, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth.

“do you want to stay here?” you offered to him, and he shook his head.

“i have a class at nine, i should head home.” and at his response you smiled a smile that seemed almost evil and he leaned away, eyebrows knitting together.

“why did you make that face? i don’t like it. stop it.” he joked, laughing a little at how uncomfortable he felt with the mischievousness of the smile.

“oh come on, you love my face.” you responded, expression not changing at all.

“yes but…”

“let me take you home.” you said, gripping the arm of his jacket and he finally connected the dots and he actually stepped back half a step at that as if it had offended him.

“oh, hell no!” he rejected the idea instantly, just the idea of heights making his stomach churn. you started to peel off your t-shirt you were wearing and he covered his eyes to avoid seeing something he shouldn’t, but you just scoffed at him. you tugged his hands away from his eyes and he saw you in your suit.

“i don’t know if i’m going to get used to that,” he whispered. he watched as you walked to the window and opened it, waving him over.

“you will, eventually.” you called. he stepped to the window, you were already on the other side standing on the fire escape. he hesitated, his fear keeping him from wanting to step onto the rickety metal. you reached your hand out to him.

“don’t you trust me?” you asked innocently, looking up at him through your lashes and his heart jumped a little at the question and the sight of you.

“yes,” he breathed before taking your hand and climbing out onto the landing that was a little too small for the both of you. he was chest to chest with you, and he couldn’t get his heart to calm down with how close you were to him. the air was cold and your breaths came out in little clouds and mixed together before dissipating.

he didn’t miss the way your eyes flicked to his lips before you shook your head slightly, he desperatly wish he could know what you were thinking but you only leaned over to grab your mask from the desk that was next to the window. you closed it firmly and turned away, and donghyuck let his body relax a little at the bit of space you created between the two of you.

“i need you to hold on to my neck, if you get scared then wrap your legs around me.” and he paled at the idea.

“i think i’m a little too –.” you cut your eyes at him, and he corrected himself. “right, sorry. super strength. got it.” you pulled the mask over your face while tugging up the black hood over your head, leapt up on the railing in a crouch before standing, perfectly balanced and turned to him.

“come on, then.” he awkwardly stepped closer and reached out, you tugged him up on the railing with ease and he wobbled. he wrapped his arms around your neck to stabilize himself and he laughed a little wildly.

“this feels a little backwards, usually it’s the man that holds the damsel close.” he joked, avoiding looking down at the ground that was a far drop.

“yes, well, i’ll make sure to tell the next spider to bite a man to save you the indecency.” he didn’t have to see it to know you were rolling your eyes. and before he could say that wasn’t exactly what he meant, you reached out your hand, wrapping your arm around his waist and suddenly you both were falling and his stomach had dropped to the ground without him.

he couldn’t even scream out in fear, his breath caught instantly in his throat. but his eyes were taking in everything around him, the city lights at night from this height were breathtaking. the adrenaline mixing with the awe made him speechless, and he slowly felt safe with you, his body getting into the gentle rhythm of the rise and fall as you swung in between the buildings.

“this is beautiful,” he said, barely above a whisper, and you turned your masked face slightly towards him.

“it is, isn’t it?” you replied, and he could hear the smile. a few minutes of peaceful silence later and you used a lamp post to swing and land. arriving in front of his apartment building safely and in one piece. donghyuck breathed a sigh of relief to be on the ground but ultimately couldn’t stop the beautiful smile that was stretching across his face.

“that was exhilarating!” he whisper-yelled. you stepped forward and brushed his hair down to control it from where the wind and swept it all over the place.

“it’s a rush for sure,” you replied and he laughed.

“so you’re a bit of an adrenaline junkie now, huh? i would be.” he said, staring at your mask, wishing he could see your face.

“you could say that,” you let out a laugh at the look on his face. when neither of you moved, you coughed and it sounded nervous to him. he gently reached up to try and tug your mask up with both hands, but you placed your hands gently on his and halted him. he wasn’t sure what he was trying to do, all he knew was that he wanted to see your face.

“you should go in and get some rest, i’ll text you in the morning, okay?” your voice was so soft, and his heart ached. eventually he nodded. “goodnight,” he said and you hummed. you leaned up and pecked him on the cheek through the mask, smiling under it as his heart kicked off within seconds.

“goodnight, hyuck.” and then he watched as you shot a web up to the same lamp post and crouched precariously on it. you sent him a small wave and you shot off into the night, he watched you go until you were out of sight and he stepped towards the apartment building entrance.

he got out his phone and sent you a quick text before making his way to the steps of his building. he fumbled with his keys to the main door when he heard shuffling behind him. he turned towards the sound of the noise, but didn’t get a chance to see before he was sucker punched in the face and the last thing he heard was deep, mocking laughter.

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you were sound asleep, and then you weren’t. a loud banging at your door had you jumping from your bed as if you had been struck by lightening. you checked your phone to see the time, and as you noticed it was half past noon.

you also noticed you had fifteen missed calls and twenty-three text messages, all from your friend group. majority coming from jaemin and jeno, and two texts from hyuck. the knocking persisted and you groaned to your feet. feeling that the knocker wasn’t dangerous, you flung open the door to find a disheveled jeno. he was slightly out of breath and you could only assume he ran the entire way here.

“what’s going on, jen?” you asked, voice still groggy from being woken up so abruptly. you rubbed at your eyes, still trying to wake up.

“donghyuck’s gone,” was all he said and you felt icy fear trickle down your back, your face draining of color.

“what do you mean? he’s probably at class, or the hospital.” trying to be rational, and jeno was already shaking his head.

“no, jaem said he didn’t show up to class and i went to check his apartment and i don’t think he ever made it up to his place because i found his keys near the stairs. and – and there was blood.” at that you were sure your heart stopped. you numbly walked from the door to sit on your couch, staring at the wall. jeno followed you in after closing the door behind him and stood in front on you.

“y/n.” you didn’t respond.

“y/n.” he said and he kneeled in front of you, the same way you had done the night before with hyuck. you didn’t move a muscle, didn’t even blink.

“y/n!” he said, voice a little louder and more serious, and his hands shook you gently. the tone and movement breaking you from the trance you had been put in at the news. you finally focused on his face, and he sighed.

“there you are. i can’t have you spacing out now on me.” you could only nod as an answer.

“i need you to find him, i know you can.”

“what? i don’t –.” and he cut you off with a stern look.

“get yourself together, go put your suit on, and find whoever took him.” and your eyes widened at his statement, your mouth dropping. before you could even deny it, he sighed dramatically.

“i already know. and so does jaemin. we both figured it out after the first month when you didn’t need your glasses anymore, and that one time in the courtyard when you caught that frisbee heading toward your head that you didn’t even see.”

you were speechless so you only answered with a, “ahhh…”

“and your suit is right there on the table.” he smiled at his little joke. “but don’t worry. your secret is safe with us.”

you looked over your shoulder, of course you’d left it out after finishing up adding the enhancements you were working on late last night after dropping hyuck off. you were regaining your thoughts again, and you got up and walked over to the papers that were strewn across your desk, leaning against your desk as you stared at them. jeno stayed put near the couch.

“do you know who took him?” he called over and you nodded, knowing there was only one group powerful enough to do this that you had severely pissed off.

“yeah, i think so. i told hyuck i was coming up with a plan, but i don’t have time to really get the plan together now. they’re not the type of people to really keep… hostages.” you let out a heavy sigh and dropped your head. you felt a comforting hand on your shoulder, and you brought your hands up to rub your face. suddenly a thought registered and you froze. you ran to your phone, and picked it up. opening your messaging app, you skipped the frantic texts from your friends and landed on the messages from hyuck.

clicking on the notifications, you slapped a hand over your mouth. the first one read,

3:37am thank you for dropping me off, talk to you in the morning :)

and the next message was a picture of hyuck, head drooped to rest on his chest, and you could see blood trailing down the side of his face. he was tied to something you couldn’t quite make out. attached to the picture were the words,

come alone.

you knew he was in danger. you were painfully aware. but to see it so clearly made your breath quicken and you felt a sob escape your throat. jeno picked up the discarded phone and swore sharply.

hyuck was in danger.

hyuck was in danger.

hyuck was in – your senses were in overdrive and you tried to get a grip on it. if you couldn’t get this under control, how would you be able to save anyone? one important person to you in trouble and you became useless? no that wasn’t going to work. it was just that you yelled at him about what if your friends were next, you told yourself, you just hadn’t registered the same would apply to you just yet. to him.

the thought of hyuck being in danger had your resolve steeling itself. you felt anger begin to course through you in place of the fear and you stalked over to the table and you yanked your clothes off, not caring that jeno was in the room. you shoved the suit on angrily, and turned to jeno. your mouth was set in a straight line. he could only stare wide-eyed and mouth dropped at you in your suit, first time really seeing that it was you in it.

“you’ll get used to it,” you said, fierce determination set on your face as you put your hands on your hips. “don't tell hyuck he'll be so jealous but... i think i’m going to need yours and jaemin’s help.” jeno only nodded as you threw on your clothes over your suit, grabbed the papers and you both stormed out of the room.

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walking into jeno’s apartment he shared with jaemin, you followed quickly and located jaemin studying at the kitchen table, medical books scattered across the table.

“jaemin?” he called to him.

“hmm?” was his answer.

“jaem!” he said, more urgent this time. jaemin looked up and when he noticed you were with him, he shot up and rounded the table.

“did you find him? do you know where he is?” jaemin said, nothing but worry on his face.

“i know where he is i think, but i will need your help. i just found the blueprints last night to the place and i haven’t had time to memorize the layout, that’s where i need you two to help me. jen says you already know everything already, so…” and she unzipped her jacket to show her suit underneath to jaemin.

“that’s still so cool to see,” jeno whispered, eyeing the colors and the giant spider. jaemin narrowed his eyes at jeno.

“focus,” he hissed. jeno raised his hands in surrender.

“what? you can’t say it’s not.” jaemin rolled his eyes at him and turned his attention back to you.

“whatever you need us to do, anything… just tell us.” you moved some of his books to the side, putting a piece of paper to hold the spot in the ones that were open, and laid out the blueprints to the building. jaemin and jeno hovered behind you, each of them taking a shoulder to look over and you explained the half-assed plan you put together on the walk over.

“there are only two entrances to the building, but since it’s two stories, and i don’t necessarily need doors, i’ll enter here on this window, it’s the dark side of the alley, hardly anyone will be there, i hope at least, and make my way through the building. i find hyuck, get him out, and if the building blows up with the drugs inside… then it’s a win-win for us.”

“you’re going to blow up a building?!” they exclaimed at the same time, both turning to look at you.

“this is a kingpins warehouse,” you said to jeno before turning to jaemin, looking between the both of them as you spoke. “he’s manufacturing drugs that are killing people. blow up the supply, and stop the deaths. maybe i can trap him in there until the cops come and it saves more lives than hurts.” jeno nodded as he understood but jaemin was pensive.

“it feels a little too dangerous, something could go wrong.” he said.

“of course something could go wrong, but hyuck is in danger!” you argued instantly, before deflating. “this… this is the only plan i’ve got.”

“maybe we can… take some more time. think about this. come up with a better plan.”

“we don’t have time!” you fumed, shoving your hand in your jacket pocket to grab your phone. you pulled up the picture you had been sent and all but shoved it in jaemin’s face. “he’s hurt! he could be killed if i don’t… i have to save him. i have to save him, before he… before he dies. because of me.” the fear was coming back, doubled up with extreme guilt and you tried to clamp down on it before it bubbled over. you felt two steady hands rest on your shoulders.

“we get it. we’re with you, not against you. we’ll help you.” it was jeno, and you nodded, looking up at the ceiling for a moment to get a rein on the tears that threatened to spill. you rummaged in your pockets again and pulled out another phone.

“my suit,” your voice cracked a little and you cleared your throat. “my suit is connected to this phone, you both can stay here and help walk me through the building. or call 911 if anything goes wrong. i worked on this last night for hyuck, when he offered to do what you’re doing for me now. and look,” you turned on the phone.

“when i do this,” you pressed on the side of your mask above your ear and the screen reflected black. “you can see what i can see.” you pulled out your mask and turned it to look at all three of you. your faces showing up on the small screen of the phone, various stages of stress.

“you made this yourself?” jeno asked, grabbing the phone and inspecting it.

“pretty much, yeah.”

“you’re really smart.” and jeno saw the unamused look you gave him through the screen.

“well i didn’t get into this school on my dashing good looks, did i?” and you let out a laugh. jaemin let out a sigh of relief and you looked over your shoulder at him.

“you’re back, i was worried you wouldn’t be able to crack jokes like you usually do, didn’t want you to go in tense to save him.” and you smiled at them both. it wasn’t a full smile, it didn’t reach your eyes, but the effort was there.

“i’m back. and i’m not going to let him die.” you pulled your mask over your head and snuggly put it in to place and tugging up the hood to follow.

“let’s do this.”

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you waited until night fell, crouched down on the building across the street from the warehouse. the temperature kept dropping and even though you couldn’t feel it through the suit, you were worried about hyuck.

“he’s going to be okay,” you heard jaemin say through the mask.

“how did you know?” you asked, surveying as a few of the lackeys got into the car from the alley you were about to enter through and speed away.

“it’s what i’d do if i were you.” was his answer. you shot a web across the street and slung your way over to rest on the side of the building above the window. you tugged it open easily. with a deep breath, you told them you were going in and slunk through the window, gently closing it shut behind you.

you made your way through the building, turning down hallways the two told you to, opening and closing various doors along the way. all of them turning up empty. you eased your way up to the ceiling and made it down to the first floor where you heard idle chatter.

“i don’t think she’s coming. she’s going to leave you here to die, my friend.” and that was him. the head of all of this and he had hyuck’s head lifted up by his hair, forcing him to look him in the eye. hyuck surprised you by smiling, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth and it had stained his teeth.

“i hope she doesn’t come, just so she doesn’t give you what you want. just to piss you off.”

“but i want to see the desperation and anguish when i kill you, i live for it,” you couldn’t see his face but the way he said the words made your lips turn up in disgust.

you heard jeno come through on the mask, “i can’t wait to watch you kick his ass.”

“yes, well,” the kingpin continued. you still couldn’t see his face as he moved around hyuck, but he wore an expensive suit decorated with gold details. “i have what she wants. do you really think she’d let you die so easily?” and hyuck spit his blood out on his expensive shoes. the kingpin threw hyuck’s head back and it cracked loudly against the concrete wall he was tied to.

“you’re awfully pretty, you know. i could use you. maybe sell you out a few times. break that spirit of yours, make some money off of you before i killed you, or… maybe keep you for myself.” the kingpin mused out loud in a way that could have sounded like he was reading off stocks instead of hyucks fate, all while toying with a strand of hyucks curls gently. finding no better time than now, you released your grip on the ceiling.

“i’d be willing to buy him off you,” you said sarcastically, dropping down to the ground in a crouch. your sudden appearance made all of his guards pull their guns and aim them at you. “for a heavily discounted price, of course. that one has sass for days.”

you didn’t miss the annoyed glare hyuck shot at you from where he was sitting.

“y/n, be careful.” you heard jaemin warn in your ear.

the kingpin turned fully to face you for the first time and he smiled at your sudden entrance, and the sight of him made you pause.

he was breathtakingly handsome, and surprisingly young. the smile creating dimples in his cheeks and his hair was perfectly styled. he screamed ceo, a business man in disguise.

“kill her,” was his order before everything went by in a flurry. knocking the gun out of the first guards hand that rushed you, you punched him hard in the face, knocking him unconscious instantly.

“what a right hook!” you heard jeno whoop. two more rushed you from the side, and you leapt up in the air, round house kicking one into the other. the force of the kick sending them across the room. you looked up to find a gun pointing directly in your face, senses telling you to duck in time as he fired.

crouching low, you swept his legs and knocked him out once he was on the ground. jerking your head up quickly you took notice of the only two left, and you shot webs to the walls directly behind them. they sneered at you condescendingly, “you missed us.”

you only cocked your head and you jumped up high and pulled hard, using the momentum to pull you forward. you kicked them both hard in the face at the same time, neutralizing them at once. you internally winced at the sounds of their noses cracking.

“you’re so badass, where did you learn to fight like that?” jeno said in awe. you didn’t answer him. you turned quickly to face the kingpin again, and you froze when you saw the sight. he had hyuck by the hair again, untied and standing, neck fully exposed. his dimples smile directed at you as he held a needle in his left hand centimeters away from hyuck’s throat, and he kept his chin on hyuck’s right shoulder.

“if he injects him with that -.” jaemin started and you cut him off.

“i know,” you murmured between clenched teeth, voice coming out more curt than you intended.

“take off your mask,” the kingpin requested of you happily. you stood up from your low stance.

“why?” you asked, not moving an inch. your brain was in hyperdrive trying to search the room for another option. you would accept any option at all to help at this point – and there. in the corner. you found it.

“because i want to watch your face as i kill the man you love.” you pretended to pause to think, bringing your finger to your chin in dramatic fashion.

“i will… but only if you tell me your name,” you responded.

“i don’t think you’re in a position to bargain here.” he still smiled, the grin starting to pull at his lips in a way that looked painful. you wished he would stop. the insanity of it all crossed your threshold of comfort ages ago.

“you’re right, but i would at least like to know the name of the man who’s about to kill me. consider it chivalry.” you figured when you survived this, you’d have some sort of leverage. the smile he gave you as he pondered grew more insane, and it made you uneasy.

“my name is jaehyun. what’s yours?” he chirped, a little too happily.

“ah, ah, ah,” you tutted while wagging a finger at him, letting forced amusement filter in your voice for his sake, “you only get one. my face, or my name.” shifting to one foot, you rested your hand on your hip.

feigning nonchalance was not your strong suit, but it helped when your face was covered. jaehyun didn’t hesitate with his answer.

“face.” and it was your turn to pause. you didn’t want to do this.

“please don’t,” hyuck whispered to you, eyes pleading with you, and jaehyun tugged his hair harder, earning a hiss from hyuck.

“come now. a deal’s a deal.” he scolded you both gently. your head slumped slightly as you reached up to your hood and tugging it back. then your hands made their way to your face slowly and you could hear both jeno and jaemin’s protests in your ears.

“y/n, don’t!” they shouted through the headset. you tugged off the mask, head down and with your hands open in a surrendering motion, you laid the mask down against the knocked out guard.

so they could still see.

so they could still call for help in case something went horribly wrong.

you finally looked up to make eye contact with hyuck first, you were surprised when you didn’t see fear there anymore. he looked a little proud, and somehow, also angry.

you finally dragged your eyes away from hyuck’s and looking jaehyun directly in his. he dragged his eyes up and down your body, your senses going haywire with the way he was looking at you, chills traveling down your spine making the hairs on your neck stand on end. everything about this man made your body scream danger.

“you’re surprisingly beautiful… you know what? i’ll make a deal. tell you what, you let me use you instead, keep you as mine only, and i’ll set him free.”

“just like that?” you asked, noticing how his hand drifted slightly away from hyuck’s neck.

“just like that,” jaehyun laughed, his eyes roaming over your body in a way that seemed hungry for a moment, the stare going on far longer than socially acceptable. you resisted the urge to scowl.

“no,” was all hyuck said. the finality in his voice made you jerk your head.

“where do you think you have the footing to defy me?” jaehyun murmured into hyuck’s neck and he inhaled deeply.

god, he was so fucking weird, you couldn’t help but think as the corners of your lips tugged down.

jaehyun still looking intently at you, he grinned widely at the grimace you made at the semi intimate action. you could only watch as jaehyun’s face grew darker and his eyes lit up brightly as an idea struck him.

the insane man stared at you as he forced hyuck’s head to face him, you were out of his line of sight and hyuck struggled against his hold to be able to see you again but immediately froze when jaehyun kissed him hard. it wasn’t a passionate kiss, it wasn’t meant to be romantic. but one with a hidden purpose. it was meant to hurt everyone in the room.

you took a step forward and raised your arm slightly.

“stop it.” your voice was soft.

hyuck didn’t move, keeping his lips shut tightly but it still didn’t help the rage that was bubbling up. jaehyun didn’t seem bothered by hyuck’s struggles, and he finally released hyuck’s mouth at your request and licked his lips. he was satisfied with the emotions he knew he had created in you and rested his head on hyuck’s neck again. you ground your teeth together, trying to compose yourself.

hyuck caught your eyes, and you could only hope the look in yours screamed that you were sorry for getting him caught up in this. you couldn’t help but begin to blame yourself all over again.

hyuck shaking his head caught your eye, he was good at reading you. his eyes burned with a sort of defiance and you felt a bit of tension leave your shoulders at that. he didn’t blame you, neither should you. it wouldn’t be that easy, but it was a start. after long seconds, jaehyun broke the silence, not being able to handle his lack of understanding in the silent conversation.

“you know, i could keep you both. i could have so much fun with the both of you.” he purred and he waited patiently for your response.

“absolutely not,” you and hyuck said together instantly. jaehyun visibly pouted.

“fine,” he huffed, looking up at you from the crook of hyuck’s neck. “i guess i’ll just have to kill you both then.” jaehyun’s hand that was still gripping the needle moved forward, and as if everything moved in slow motion for you, you shot a web to stick his hand to the wall with the needle, and shot another web that stuck to hyuck and yanked hard, pulling him close to you, grabbing a fistful of his hoodie and pulled him close to make sure he wouldn’t fall from the force.

“hey,” he breathed, relief washing over him as he stood so close to you. he couldn’t relax fully but to be near you calmed him somehow. “if you wanted me close, you could have just asked. the man you love is more than willing.” he flirted shamelessly, smirking shakily down at you. he was trying any way he could to break the tension somehow and you rolled your eyes with a smile.

“glad to know you’re still you.” your senses alerted you, and your body reacted on its own. you shoved hyuck to the ground before you even knew what the danger was. realizing a second later what as the sound of the gunshot rang. it hit you fully in the chest, knocked you on your back and you slid across the ground several feet.

the scream of your name you heard hyuck yell broke your heart, you never wanted to hear that again you decided right then and there. as you regained your breath that had been knocked out of you, you groaned aloud, noting somewhere in the back of your mind that if jaehyun was paying attention, he now had your name and face. you would worry about that later.

you struggled to lift yourself on one elbow, a little sore but you didn’t feel the pain that you did the time before. the modifications worked, examples by the fact that you brushed off the bullet as if it were dust. you couldn’t miss how it infuriated jaehyun as he was still stuck to the wall, his face turning red in anger. you slowly rose to your feet.

“damn, dude. can’t even kill a girl right, can you?” you taunted, and you noticed he angled his gun towards hyuck who was scrambling to get up to come to your side and in the same second you grabbed the gun you had landed next to. you found the mark you had noticed earlier and shot the beaker filled with a liquid that you were sure it was flammable if the labels on the surrounding areas were anything to go by. the small bunsen burner underneath it ignited the liquid and started a chain reaction. you stepped in front of hyuck, pushing him back down to the ground to protect him as the explosion rocked the building around you.

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you had smiled down at him, and all hyuck could think to say was, “i’m so sorry, this is all my fault.”

“what?!” you exclaimed, and grunted as the weight pressed down further.

“if i hadn’t -.”

“not now hyuck, you know damn well that none of this is your fault. if you don’t think it’s my fault, then you can’t possibly think it’s yours but we can talk about that later, now please, can you stand?” it took hyuck longer than he’d like to admit to process the question, but eventually he nodded. he groaned as he stumbled to his feet, grabbing his side as it revolted against the movement. definitely bruised, maybe cracked.

“good, good.” you said, “now if only you could move about six feet away, that would be…” the slab shifted and your knees buckled slightly. “that would be great.”

“i’m not leaving you!” he argued. and your patience ran thin, the weight and panic of trying to save him getting to you.

“now is not the time, donghyuck! please!” you yelled at him, crying out in frustration at the situation. it caused him to pause, you never used his real name, always the shortened version you had decided on calling him since you were kids. he wavered for a moment, internally arguing with himself before stumbling away the distance you had asked. he turned back to see your knee buckle under the weight and he wanted to reach out to you.

“no, stay there. give me…” the slab shifted again and he watched you sink lower against the weight. “give me a few seconds to think.”

“y/n, you don’t have seconds!” he was frantic now with worry, watching you struggle.

you looked up to glare at him, “you’re not helping!” then your vision drifted to over his shoulder and a familiar idea popped in your head. you shifted as minutely as possible, freeing a hand. you shot a web across the room to the opposing wall and you wrapped your hand around it tightly.

“when i move, this will fall. cover your eyes or turn away. preferably both in case this crushes me,” you ordered, half joking as always, before taking two steadying breaths, once you had watched him turn halfway, and he wasn’t moving further than that, you yanked, pulling hard with all the strength you had left. the slab shifted instantly and the weight worsened but not before you were flung far from the collapsing chunk of building.

the crash of the cement slab echoed loudly in what was left of the room and hyuck ran to your side as you lay on the ground. he turned you over and at your smile, he let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. you sat up to look at him fully, eyes taking in his injuries. tears sprung in his eyes, and he held your cheeks in his hands.

“you’re okay.”

“you’re okay.” you parroted back at him.

you leaned forward slightly but before you could move more than an inch, his lips crashed into yours. there was a sense of need, urgency and passion in this kiss.

as if the kiss was solidifying that you were safe, you were here. one of his hands traveling down to your waist, pulling you tightly against him, the other holding onto your face like he was afraid to let go.

your hands made their way to his hair and he notated in the back of his mind that it hurt but it didn’t stop him from moving his lips against yours. after what felt like hours, you both finally separated, and he rested his forehead against yours as you both caught your breaths. he couldn’t take his eyes off of your face.

“if i had known getting kidnapped and almost murdered would have made you bolder, i would have told you much sooner.” you joked against his lips, pulling back a bit to smile up at him and he gave you his signature smirk as usual. you paused and tilted your head slightly away and strained your ears, sirens.

“police are coming, guess jeno and jaemin assumed something went wrong,” you said, slowly rising to your feet and reaching out a hand to help him up. you scanned the room quickly trying to catch sight of jaehyun but came up empty. you halfway hoped he had died but something told you that wasn’t the case. and you stopped yourself, realizing that you’d feel guilty for that train of thought later.

“well they assumed right – wait, what?!” he exclaimed and he struggled to his feet but overall was far more steady than he had been minutes before. you attempted to walk a few steps away from him but he refused to let go of your hand, so you tugged him along to pick up your mask that had dust covering it.

“i’ll tell you when we’re away from here,” you smiled at him before raising your mask slightly, hopefully showing to jeno and jaemin if they were still watching that you both were alive.

“you ready for another trip through the city, my style?” and he seemed almost childlike in his response, his giddiness showing through his grin he gave you.

“hell yeah, babe.”

[neosunflower18]

NCT DREAM 00Line: All About Luv Series

“we could talk it out but you love to fight? right?”

pairing ✂ lee jeno x fem!reader (oc)

genres ✂ enemies to lover au, office romance, a lil drama, smut, adulthood

warnings ✂ thicc sexual tension, kind of overprotective brother!johnny, bickering, jeno being a dick, hate sex, jealousy, miscommunication, cheating (not really but you get the idea), jeno has a humongous pride, slow burn, teasing, oral sex (both fem & male receiving), smut, jeno is really kinky, bratty!oc, slight bondage, skirt kink (?) strictly consensual, alcohol consumption, profanities.

summary ✂  Being the best CEO Lee.Corp has ever seen, was Lee Jeno’s main objective. He has rules set in place for everyone to follow. When Seo Baram, the overqualified secretary of his father, threatens to break every single rule Jeno has ever placed, it gets vicious between them and soon the fine line between hatred and lust gets blurred.

misbehave (coming soon)

“baby, I just gotta know the answer, who's the one you think of night and day?”

pairing ✂ na jaemin x fem!reader (oc)

genres ✂ friends to lovers, kind of co-workers(?), love triangle au, adulthood

warnings ✂ mentions of arranged marriage, mentions of family issues, oc is really really cold and kinda mean at first but we love character development, jaemin calls oc by pet names, shower sex, thigh riding, oral sex (both fem & male receiving), size kink, smut, strictly consensual, profanities.

summary ✂ Running away from her arranged marriage in China, Meixing seeks refuge with Renjun and his hot roommates. Jaemin’s growing interest in Meixing rubs Renjun the wrong way putting a strain on their friendship. When Meixing’s fiance comes to Korea looking for her, Jaemin’s competition doubles. And just so you know... he hates losing. 

who do you love? (coming soon)

“perfect with no reasons, reasons are for people you meant to lose”

pairing ✂ huang renjun x fem!reader (oc)

genres ✂ strangers to lovers, single parent au, romance, adulthood, smut, mutual pining

warnings ✂ mentions of strained parent relationships, unrequited love, horrible ex boyfriend, smut, teasing, public sex, teasing, fingering, oral sex (both fem & male receiving), dirty talk, choking, very very slight corruption kink, strictly consensual, profanities.

summary ✂ After the major heartbreak he suffered, Renjun is desperately trying to find someone that will help him fix his broken heart. Meeting Song Haewon might be the cure to all of his problems if he can get her to like him. But he’s unaware that she has problems of her own, like a five year old called Eunhae.

someone’s someone (coming soon)

“I could write a million songs but I know it's not enough, cause she probably doesn't even know this song's about her.”

pairing ✂ lee donghyuck x fem!reader (oc)

genres ✂ one night stand to lovers, rockstar!haechan, adulthood

warnings ✂ huge male pining, slow burnish, public sex, smut, teasing, fingering, edging, orgasm denial, choking, bondage if you squint, switch!haechan and brat tamer!haechan, mirror sex, strictly consensual, alcohol consumption, cheating profanities.

summary ✂ Dumping his girlfriend of many years all Donghyuck or better known publicly as Haechan wants is a good fuck. He gets it all right. But what he didn’t expect was to get hooked on his one-night stand. It’s going to be hard to to pursue her as she’s never been one to break rules and the first rule in her book: no celebrities. 

she’s the one (coming soon)

[mkjeong]

Fallin’ all in you - JJH

PROLOGUE - The second the door burst open, my eyes landed on him. The memories played smoothly like a song I’ve played many times before even after 8 years of trying to break that record, here we are sitting face to face like we used to back on that very rooftop. Only, now his eyes are void of emotions. Unlike the warmth of comfort we once shared, we’re strangers again.

Pairing/Characters - Jaehyun x Dayeon (oc fem reader), Jaemin x Si-eun (oc fem reader)

Genre/Category - angst, romance, enemies to lovers, enemies to lovers to enemies to lovers, exes to lover, rekindled romance, ceo!jaehyun, ceo!jaemin, mentions of mingyu, highschool to working 

Content Warning - strong language, slightly implied 🔞 but nothing much, mentions of heartbreak

Status - on-going 

(posted on wattpad as well)

Masterlist 

 1: THE NEW GIRL

2: ROOFTOP ENCOUNTER

3: SHARED KIMBAP

4: LATE NIGHT DELIVERY

5: PERHAPS A START TO SOMETHING NEW

6: DOOMS PROJECT

7: THE BEGINNING

8: MISSION IMPOSSIBLE

[ilovebeingcalledawhore]

FOUND YOU | MARK LEE

Summary: When she realises she’s catching feelings for her enemy, she tries to avoid him in every circumstance but then she’s told to host the incoming prom with him, she can’t say no to her teacher can she? Besides anything for better grades would be worth it—like giving Mark Lee a kiss.

Content: Fluff, Suggestive Content, Angst

Warning: I use British spelling

SERIES PART 1

PART 2

I’ve gone through a heartbreak, a phase in my life where I hated myself, night’s when I cried and days when I felt like giving up but I’m alright now and that’s what matters. Snapping off my darkening thoughts, I find myself in the middle of science class.

The sound of Ms. Park talking about human anatomy and the light ticking of the classroom clock were the only sounds I could hear. As my eyes scanned through the room, I found faces completely stuck onto their notebooks, jotting down as much information as they could. I heaved out a sigh realising that we had a test tomorrow. The class knew I wasn’t failing it even if I slept in class, the grades I got were enough to let teachers know that I didn’t need that ‘extra help’ they yapped about. 

I looked behind me, specifically at the black shiny clock and realised that we had 30 minutes left. “Damn it” I muttered a little too loud for my liking. Head’s turned towards my way and I wanted to sink into my chair and disappear. Uneasily turning my head to face the teacher—getting ready to get scolded, my eyes connected with students who immediately looked away but then one didn’t.

Mark Lee.

Our eyes locked—for I guess three seconds, our faces neutral, completely showing no emotion, I looked away with my signature scowl. “Miss Y/n, please wait for me outside” I scurried off with my grey bag. Time went slowly, my body rested on the white wall, eyes threatening to shut and hands rubbing on my arm, it was winter in a week's time. The open hallway was chilly.

The sound of the door opening snapped me back into my senses, unknowingly straightening myself, I was expecting Ms. Park to come out and give me a lecture of a lifetime, and she did come but she was not alone. The quiet boy from the back row who had jet black hair walked out, our eyes connected once more and the already-visible scowl on my face worsened.

“I’m letting you off with one condition” My brows perked up, more on bewilderment than anticipation. “The student who gets the higher score for tomorrow’s test won’t have to clean up our three science labs”, I turned my head to see Mark’s reaction but he was already looking out for mine.

“Alright” I agreed and Mark nodded in her direction.

________

The pencil twirled around my fingers, teeth sunken into my lips, brows furrowed and my nose scrunched up every now and then, I was definitely focused. I didn’t want to win because I didn’t want to clean the lab, in fact I wanted to because I learned and discovered new things——I wanted to win to see the little look of disappointment appear in his face.

Me and Mark Lee always had this quiet rivalry between us, we’ve never spoken, only sending tense looks at each other’s way occasionally. “5 minutes left” I stared at the last question wondering how I didn’t know it.

“Come on” I muttered, the bite on my lip only hardening. I re-read the question about ten times already, my brain was searching for the file, I knew it was there somewhere, I never got anything wrong. My eyes glanced to the side, to see Mark Lee, sitting in the corner, eyes trained outside the window, hand’s empty and test paper turned upside down. He was done but it didn’t mean he was right.

With a new sense of motivation, I stared at the paper and the answer flew across my mind. “There you go!” I squealed quietly, not enough to catch the attention of anybody in class, I did make eye-contact with Ms. Park and she saw the little excitement in my eyes meaning that I’ve got the answer.

I scribbled down on the paper, hands excitedly writing it down knowing all too well that I was going to ace this. “Fucking beat that Mark Lee” I muttered under my breath as I boxed my finally answer. “3 minutes left” the sound of groans and people speedily writing was all I could hear as I bent down, placing my head on the table, hoping for a short nap.

______

We were in the same hallway as last time, my hands were crossed over my chest, the worry of what might come next was all I could focus on. “I’ve gotten your scores” Ms. Park smirked then pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose. The thick white paper on her hands held what I would feel for the rest of the week, though I was confident, there was still a chance of him one-upping me and I didn’t like the thought of that.

“Congratulations Y/n—“ she started and I smiled in relief, “—-you’re cleaning the science labs” then my world stopped. “What?” The words flew out of my mouth, it didn’t sound like a question at all, it sounded like a little girl who got her ice cream taken by her mother. “But how?” I felt my cheeks heat up, fire seemed to crawl up my throat, I didn’t want to lose. As I turned my head to the side, I saw the faint smirk resting on his lips and the glint of mischief in his eyes. “Whatever” I took the paper from Ms, Park’s hands and walked away. 

_______

The clear glass door in front of me felt like an entrance to a theme park, a theme park I’m cleaning for the next—2 hours. “Damn it” I pushed the knob down, then the door opened. I scanned through the room, it was pretty decent, not much dirt on the tables like usual. I walked around, the floor wasn’t piled with blood or remains of burnt magnesium, though there were dusts on some corners, it was an easy job.

As I reached the small brown cabinet in the back corner of the room, I opened it and pulled out a feather duster, a colourful one, I snorted at my ‘weapon’ of choice but then got back in character, posing like a kung fu master getting ready to attack my enemies then glaring at the dust centimetres away. “Hiii-yaaa!” I screamed as I aggressively wiped the dust off the black table in front of me.

“Looks like you're having fun” I stopped in my tracks, turning my head to the door. There he was—Mark Lee. “I was having fun but you ruined it” I scrunch my nose in annoyance. He smirked, his arms crossed over his chest, his body leaning on one side of the door frame. That was the first time we ever talked.

“Why are you here?” I twirled the feather duster on my hands, good luck to my asthma. “I wanted to see what you were up to”, I raised my brow, “and why is that?” He scanned the room, “you looked pretty pissed out there”

“That’s cause I was” I pointed my feather duster to him, “get out” I demanded. He didn’t move, not even a little. “Get out you—-“ I was cut off by an incoming sneeze. His brows furrowed wondering why I stopped and then it came. 

“Achoo!” He chuckled and I glared at him, my face partly red because of embarrassment and the allergy. He walked gracefully towards me, then pulling the duster off my grip. “I’ll clean it” he volunteered and I shook my head. “Go out and do something else”, “You have allergies Y/n, I’ll do it” I still shook my head.

“Come on!” He uttered, completely annoyed as I pulled the feather duster back, I wasn’t letting this guy do my work. “I’ll do it”, “no you won’t”, “it’s my job”, “you’ll get sick”,”I’ll be alright, just——“ I was cut off again but not by an incoming sneeze.

I was cut off when I realised that I was corned, in between his arms, his face just centimetres away from me, his hot breath hitting my lips. My grip on the feather duster loosened and I felt him pulling it off my hands. “I’ll clean it” he said firmly as he turned back and started at the other corner away from where I was standing frozen...like a statue.

-cut-

“What’s meant to be will always find a way”

[luvyeni]

i have been loving your perv!nctdream with the 8th member series!

could you write one with only jaemin?

like maybe he'd fuck you in the practice room because you guys were early (maybe fucking specifically in front of the mirrors)

-🥑anon

i switched it just a little , i hope you like it !

perv!jaemin who lies and tells you to come to the practice room because you're late , you rush to practice room prepared to get yelled only to be met with jaemin. "jaemin , where is everybody " "i lied princess."

perv!jaemin who grabs your arm, stoping you from leaving ,pulling your body close to his , breathing down your neck. "jaemin , let me go , i thought i was gonna get in trouble." "awe l love , im sorry, let me make it up for you."

perv!jaemin who gives you a kisses on the neck, working you up to , smiling watching you slowly melt into his kisses. "you see that baby , you love my kisses , i know you do."

perv!jaemin who pushes you on the couch , sinking in front of you , eating you out . "look into the mirror , don't stop looking in the mirror."

perv!jaemin who makes you cum on his tongue , sitting on the couch , pulling you into his lap. "come baby , pay me back , come sit on my cock for me."

perv!jaemin who forces you to sit face fowards looking at the mirror as he fucks his cock into you , "look how messy you look , how are you gonna explain to them why you look so fucked out?"

[vvsminhyung]

𝟏𝟐:𝟐𝟕, 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 ; “she’s listening to esseca again.”

Tanghalian na’t lahat, pero hindi ka pa rin umaalis sa pwesto mo. Your eyes momentarily glance at your classmate, Donghyuck, before shifting it to his friends who are also staring at you. You guys had a mini stare-off. Their eyes full of concern, meanwhile, yours’ was drowned in hatred. You ignored them for the past few weeks. No talks, no calls, nor even texts.

Just plain gazes from afar.

Wala kang intensyon na kausapin ulit sila. No, not when you heard those bullcraps came out from Minyhyung’s mouth. You decided not to open your heart to them again, not as a friend nor even as a stranger. Nawalan ka na ng tiwala. Nadala ka na. You trust them for nothing. For a friend who are supposed to tell you everything - the truth, and the truth only - they failed themselves to do that. They let you down with a single lie.

MINHYUNG, their friend - your ex-boyfriend, cheated on you. And for a thing that a friend wasn’t supposed to do, they tolerate it. They didn’t condemn him for having another significant other behind your back. Kahit alam na nila ang katotohanan, hinayaan pa rin nila. They didn’t tell you. Nagmukha ka lang katawa-tawa sa paningin nila at sa paningin ng iba. You were a fool who trusted their words too much.

Pero sa halip ng lahat ng iyon, you didn’t blame them. Hindi mo sila sinisi kung bakit nangaliwa si Minhyung. That guy’s in the fault, but it’s not like you aren’t too. May kasalanan ka din, mas malaki nga lang ‘yong kanya. You were younger than him, quite childish and immature, but that’s just your nature. That attitude of yours’ is just you being you, but that doesn’t mean it wasn’t annoying. Sometimes, your attitude has gone too far, but never to the point Minhyung hates you for it. Pinagpapasensyahan niya lang. But then again, patience can always wear out anytime, lalo na’t kung namimihasa ka na pero hindi mo naman sinasadya.

He broke up with you - told you the truth, and even sent you a spotify playlist. Hindi mo sigurado kung dapat ka bang magpasalamat o mainis pa dahil sa asta niya. Pero sa bandang huli, pinakinggan mo na lang din. Hindi ka nanghinayang. You didn’t regret it tad bit. It was those songs that you guys used to listen, mostly siya yung nagrrekomenda while you find which song suits your taste.

Most of those songs were from esseca.

Pahimakas was one of them, and unknownst to your knowledge, it actually means the last farewell from Minhyung that was dedicated for you.

[zenyye]

Witch!reader x roommate!jeno

A/N: so I... wrote something? I’m really not convinced it’s up to par. at all. but I might turn it into a mini series to improve my writing :) I want to get to the point where emotions are actually present in the writing sksksk

feedback is most definitely appreciated, tips and tricks for writing, or anything I could do better... it was supposed to be fluffy? idk what it turned out as but uh yeah

“Y/n, I’m home!”

You jumped, your head hitting a shelf and almost spilling the concoction you’d been bent over for nearly half an hour. Moving to hide your little experiment you spun around and plastered on a smile.

“Jeno! What - ahem - what are you doing here? I thought you were at the library!” Eyes darting to the door and sweat beading down your back, you braced yourself for a full on interrogation - after all you looked a little conspicuous.

Lucky for you Jeno seemed a bit out of it this afternoon.

“Oh we finished early! I’m really glad I went to the study session though, now I don’t have to pull an all nighter before the test.” He set his down his bag and plopped onto the worn leather couch, completely missing your ruffled appearance. “Do we have anything for dinner? I’m starving.” he groaned.

Tucking a strand of hair behind your ear (definitely not a nervous habit. nope this was a normal situation and you had nothing to hide) you mumbled, “I think we still have some leftover lunch meat for sandwiches, but other than that there’s not much.”

Jeno sat up and squinted at you, brown hair falling in his eyes and his glasses sitting crooked on his nose. He looked every bit the picture of a stressed college student, completely ordinary and trying to wrestle through his second year of uni.

“What’s that?”

Shit. “What’s what?” You laughed completely normally, “I- uh, I don’t know what you’re talking about!”

So maybe he wasn’t quite as oblivious tonight as you’d hoped.

Jeno raised an eyebrow at you, not a particularly threatening action but you knew better than to keep hiding.

You sighed and slumped over in defeat. If he wanted to see what you were doing he was going to see what you were doing. That’s just the way Jeno was, stubborn as a brick wall. You’d learned to accept it within the first few weeks of being roommates.

After a moment of silence he let out a short exhale and rubbed his temple. “Y/n...”

You grimaced. Knowing what was coming didn’t mean you had to be happy about it.

“What did we agree about potion brewing in the house?”

[pleasurextreasure]

❜Cutlass ( pt. 4/?)

genre: Aristocrat!reader x Pirate!Jeno, ft. NCT Dream

warnings: all nct Dream members are above 18+, multi-chapter, swear words here and there throughout fic

word count: 1.3k

prompts: in which Jeno is cursed to live for three more years and only loving someone and expecting nothing in return can break it

a/n: why is lele attacking me with my biases like this ➵admin kiki // gif credit to: haecan

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Ξ r e q u e s t Ξ

“Is this what you do all day?” Your eyes on Mark’s fingers, noticing the way they tighten and loosen their grip with every turn he makes. His gaze is set on the open sea beyond you, not sparing a glance as he responds.

“It’s funner than it looks.”

“Is ‘funner’ a word?” You never heard such a word be used before, it didn’t seem like something you’d hear from the people you grew up around.

“Even if it wasn’t, I just made it up, okay? I’m smart like that,” he jokes, tapping his temple while finally turning his head to look at you. “Why are you out here, anyway? I’m pretty sure I gave you a shirt yesterday to stitch but I don’t have it on which means you’re not doing your job.”

“I ran out of thread.” You smugly reply, matching his tone. “Your Captain said he’ll buy me some more once we dock.”

“He’s buying you something?” Mark repeats, baffled. Never once during his time on this ship did he ever witness his Captain willingly buy or get something for someone other than himself.

“It’s not for me, if you think about it. It’s for you guys, really.” Your eyes reflexively squint from the sudden breeze, and you bring your arm up to shield your face. You notice how Mark is unaffected by this. “How long have you been on here?”

“Long enough to know Captain doesn’t do things without a favor in mind.” He smoothly answers, attention back on the water. “Some rough waves up ahead. Want to make yourself useful?”

Before you could reply with a snarky remark of how useful you have been, he continues on, “Go ask Jaemin if he can see anything.”

“If he can see anything?” You echo and he nods. “Where is he?”

“Crow’s nest.” He points his forefinger into the air, your eyes following where it was directing towards.

You were unsure of whether or not your gulp was audible.

⚓⚓

It had taken you some time to work up the courage to make your way up to the crow’s nest. Before you attempt, you tried calling Jaemin down to meet you on the deck. But to your dismay, he refused to come down, claiming he just couldn’t.

So there you were now, shakingly climbing up the ropes that lead to the structure he was perched in. With the high winds rattling your bones and the chilliness that nipped at you as you ascended the ropes, you were beginning to regret coming up this far.

“Oh my God you really came up here.” Your hear Jaemin exclaim as soon as you grasp onto the hole that served as entrance. He grabs you by the arms, heaving you upwards and onto the small platform. “Are you crazy?”

“You wouldn’t come down.” You argue, hands flying to opposite arms to rub them warm. You glare at him, “I just wanted to ask one simple question that wouldn’t have taken long to answer. Honestly, how hard is it to-”

Jaemin cuts your sentence short as he points behind you, a gleeful smile on his face, “Land ahoy!”

You gingerly turn to look at where he’s pointing to see a small strip of land far in the distance. Your previous anger diminishes as you grin widely, excitement bubbling inside you.

Jaemin claps your shoulder, sending you teetering forward. Your heart lurches at the sudden view of the deck and you flail to grab onto the handrails. You shriek, squeezing your eyes shut in a panic.

“Oh, shit, I’m sorry.” He quickly apologizes, helping you stand straight.

“You almost killed me.” You grit out, body wracking with nerves once again. “I almost died.”

“I know.” He sighs, head hung low as he shakes it. “I would have had to clean that up.”

⚓⚓

After your near-death experience and Jaemin’s wrongful joking, you found yourself walking along the loading docks of the land you ended up stopping at. You stray behind the obnoxiously loud crew, eyes scanning every shop and stand that lined the docks.

Back home, you only knew the sightings of the rich part of town. You were never allowed to stay close to surroundings such as these because of supposed thugs or beggers.

“We can break off here,” Jeno’s voice pulls you away from your short-lived admiring. You look through the group to find him already staring back at you. Your cheeks warm at the sight. “Meet back at dusk. No later or you’re left behind.”

The boys shout in response and break off, running off in pairs or by themselves to wherever they desired. You realize you’ve been left alone, and you begin to internally panic at this. If it were a place you knew well, you’d be fine but this was new territory you had no clue or knowledge about.

You glance around and see the retreating, lone figure of Jeno. Without a second thought, you pace yourself to catch up with his long, hurried pace. He looks to the side, noticing your presence before you’re even next to him.

“What are you doing?” He questions, eyebrow raised in curiosity.

“Walking?” You try, a shy smile gracing your lips. The way he rolls his eyes and shakes his head shows it doesn’t work on him. “I don’t know where I am, and I need guidance around here.”

“And you think I know this place?” He chuckles, causing your eyes to widen. “What? Just because we visit places doesn’t mean we actually know their names. I think this here is a first for me. I don’t know any of these shops.”

“Wait,” you grasp onto his shirt, catching him more than off guard, “you really don’t know where we are?”

The nervous look and the way your eyes grew in worry and gazed at him made Jeno feel weird inside. Admitfully, he didn’t dislike it.

“I’m joking, sheesh.” He grins, enjoying the scrunching your face issues due to his words. He notices your hand still grasping his shirt and he clears his throat, shrugging forward to loosen and release your grip. “Anyway,  the shop is just over here.”

“What shop?” You ask.

He doesn’t answer but continues to walk ahead, weaving through the crowds. Despite his swift pace, Jeno’s steps didn’t allow you to stagger behind. You allowed yourself to believe he was purposely letting you keep up with him so you wouldn’t get lost.

Minutes of walking passed before Jeno stops before a small shop that was overpowered by a bar on one side and a restaurant on the other. He enters the shop without a word, and you follow suit without further instruction.

A bell chimes as you both enter and, presumably, the shop owner greets you. “Welcome, welcome.”

Jeno struts to the front counter, his usual aura of pride basking around him. “Do you sell thread here?”

“What kind are you looking for?”

He looks back at you, at which you point to your dress, before answering, “Clothing thread.”

“Ah.” The shop owner smiles before scampering to the back room.

You’ve made your way next to Jeno by now and you happily look up at him, grabbing his attention. “Thank you.”

His ears redden and he looks away from you, muttering something you couldn’t make out.

“Here you are,” she calls out, emerging from the room with a basket of thread rolls. “You can pick from this batch, I have an assortment of colors you can choose from.” You both stare at the colorful material as you wait for Jeno to grab the plain black one that contrasted from the others.

“Well?” he asks, nodding at you.

“What?”

“Pick whatever you want.” He urges. “We haven’t got all day and I need to do my own errands.”

“Oh,” you mumble in embarrassment. You grasp the black thread and hold it out to the shop owner, “We’ll take this one.”

“That’s it?” he questions and you nod. He sighs before shoving the basket towards the shop owner. “Give me one of each.”

You and the shop owner both gape at Jeno, who you assume has lost his mind. “One is enough.” You meekly comment.

“One of each.” He repeats, blatantly ignoring you.

Despite your previous opposing words, you couldn’t help the smile that appeared.

[super-rich-kids-94]

the tea

[itsthe-neo-zone]

I have a surprise for you all in a few hours time 😁