#nctoneshot

[neotechture-blog]

Crush

Mark Lee

Smut

It was another day of school. You dressed into the same uniform and combed your hair the same way you did in the other 364 days of the year. You were slightly excited to go to school. Yes- you had developed a little crush on someone. That someone was Mark Lee. A quiet, conceited boy but loud and raucous to his friends. And yes you were his friend. Every moment spent with him was undoubtedly enjoyable. However, you were scared. You didn’t want him to find out about the little crush you had developed on him. If he found out it would either be him rejecting you or him embracing you. There was a 50-50 chance. But you didn’t want to risk it.

You were content with being able to see his face everyday. You walked to school. The sun beat down on the neighborhood. You smiled looking up at the cloudless sky. It was beautiful. A hand wrapped around your shoulders and you knew who it was already. You looked at him. It was Mark. You smiled.

“What are you doing?” I asked, shaking his arm off my shoulder but it stayed there.

“What’s wrong? I’m just putting my arm around you.” he said smiling. You blushed slightly. He was warm and you wanted so badly to hold him as well but you knew people would get the wrong idea.

You walked to the gate of the school and entered. All eyes were on you guy. Some girls threw hateful glances towards you. Some girls were lovestruck as they stared at Mark. Some guys cheered at Mark. Mark was popular so all the attention was on him

“Why are you doing this?” you asked earnestly. You felt embarrassed by the amount of eyes on you. You were invisible at school. However, today was different and you felt uncomfortable.

“Meet me at the rooftop during lunch. Alone.” he emphasised on the last word. He looked down at you. Smiling. You melted. He was so perfect and you couldn’t get over him. Even if he would reject you, you would still love him.

“Why?” You asked biting your lip at the thought of you two alone.  

He winked and clicked his tongue. “You’ll see.” he whispered.

Your heart skipped a beat. As cheesy as it sounded. It was weird today. Mark was not acting like his normal self. You just decided to see to it later.

Some time later

It was third period. You had English. You went to the back of the class and sat in the corner. There were two seats. No one sat next you because none of your friends were in this class. You couldn’t care less. You leaned your chin on your hand and saw as the students filed in. Mark walked into the room. Guys surrounding him. Your eyes lit up seeing him. He looked around the room as if searching for someone. Then his eyes fell on you. He smiled and ran towards you.

“Is this seat taken?” he asked, smiling.

“Yep.” you said, jokingly.

“Oh by who?” he asked, defeated.

“My boyfriend.” you said winking.

He looked at you stunned.

“ I meant you, idiot.” you said, grinning.

He blushed. “I’m your boyfriend?”

You smiled and shook your head. Looking down at your books. Soon class started and you couldn’t concentrate. You always stole glances at him. Once he caught you looking at him. He smirked at you. You looked away blushing.

When the lesson was close to ending, you felt something warm on your thigh. You looked down to see his hand on your thigh. It was your upper thigh. Slowly his hands rose, it was under your skirt now. You looked down at with bated breath and then you looked at him. He smirked at you.

“What are you doing?” you whispered in his ear.

“Nothing.” he said nonchalantly.

His hands rose up to your panty. His fingers hooking onto the garter of your panty. You gasped. It was loud enough to get some glances. You apologized silently. For some reason, you couldn’t swat his hand away. You were frozen in your seat. His fingers then travelled down inside and very slowly it entered you.

“You’re so wet.” he whispered into your ear. Licking it.

“Get your fingers out of there.” you said breathlessly as he entered another finger. He started pumping inside of you.

You stifled a moan. You held the hand that was pumping into you. He stopped and looked at you.

“ You like this don’t you?” he whispered in your ear. He entered another finger. You clamped your legs together. Your eyes fluttering. A cold sweat had built up. His fingers fastened his pace as he pumped into you. You leaned your head on his shoulder. Moaning softly.

It was so dirty but that didn’t mean you didn’t like it. You were moaning softly. Trying to muffle it.

You groaned his name against his ear as your reached your climax. He looked at you and licked his fingers. The bell rang and you stumbled as you stood up. It hurt a bit. Mark looked at you and smirked.

You walked out of the room and hastily shoved your things into the locker. You ran to the restroom. To wash yourself. Your heat was still recovering from the climax. As you finished and exited the stall too wash your hands. You heard the door lock. You looked up to see Mark. He smirked at you.

“ I couldn’t wait till lunch time.” he said, smiling. He looked at you and then licked his lips. He slowly approached you. You walked backwards until you hit the sink. He stood in front of you. A gap separating the both of you. His hand snaked around your waist and he pulled you closer to him. You gasped as you felt it poking your skirt. You looked down at his erection. ( They’re 18 in here. Don’t worry.They’re not minors.)

“ Look what you did to me?” he whispered in your ear. Slowly his lips attached to yours. You widened your eyes. You couldn’t believe he was kissing you. You melted into the kiss moving your lips against his. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and then his hand travelled to the button of your uniform.

You were slightly scared and relieved. Scared that you would lose your innocence but relieved you were losing your innocence to him.

His tongue was exploring your mouth his hand had already unbuttoned your shirt and it was lying on the ground. Your hands started unbuttoning his shirt. His lips travelled along your jaw and then onto your neck. He bit and licked each part. Until he bit your sweet spot. You moaned. He smirked against your skin. Working on that piece of skin. Your thighs were clamped against each other. Yearning for him. You wanted him.

You managed to throw his shirt to the ground. You admired his toned body. Your hands touching his toned stomach. He unclasped your bra with a flick of his wrist. It fell to the ground. He looked at you hungrily. Licking his lips as he looked at your exposed chest. You covered it blushing.

He pried your hands away and looked at you.

“You’re so beautiful.” he whispered. You smiled. Still flustered. It was so much to take in.

You wanted to pleasure him so you kissed him. He kissed back. Your lips traveled down his throat and all over his toned body. Your lips reached the buckle of his belt and you started unbuckling. Looking at him seductively.

In a matter of seconds you pulled his pants and boxers down. His member sprung out. You looked at it amazed. Would it fit? It was so big.it was dripping with precum.

You looked up at him and put it in your mouth. You started sucking and licking it. He groaned. Throwing his head back. His hand tightened around your hair and pushed your face forward. He looked down at you. You never moved your gaze away from his eyes.

You started bobbing your head.

“Fuck.” he groaned. A second later he burst in your mouth. You swallowed without hesitation. It tasted sweet. You started getting wetter by the second. The heat in between your legs were so unbearable. You wanted him.

Slowly you pulled your skirt down. Leaving you in nothing but your black lace panties.

You pressed yourself against him. Feeling everything.

“ I-I want you.” you whispered into his ear.

“ Beg for it.” he said, smirking.

You pursed your lips. Slowly you pulled down your panties and looked at him.

“ I want you to fuck me.” you said seductively. You approached him. Hips slightly swaying. He carried you and put you on the sink. His member aligned with you.

Without hesitation, he slid in. You moaned loudly. His member twitched inside of you. The pain was clashing with the pleasure. Your eyes teared up. He kissed your tears and waited for you to adjust. After a while you started to roll your hips. He started thrusting. You moaned softly.

“ Mm faster.” you whimpered. He started fastening his pace. Each thrust left you a mess. Your eyes fluttered as he pounded into you. The pleasure was overwhelming. He kissed you. The knot in your stomach was unravelling.

“i-i’m gonna come.” you moaned out. He pounded into you faster. You cried his name out. He thrusted in a few more times. Pulling out and coming out over your thighs.

You looked up at him through hooded eyes. He kissed you.

“ i love you so much (Y/N).” he whispered. Kissing you repeatedly.

“i love you too.” you whispered.

[akaashirabu]

Alive (NCT Doyoung, Ghost AU)

I realized there are only a few doyoung fanfictions so I decided to make one because my bias needs all the loveeeee.

This Oneshot is inspired by Manga/K-Drama ‘Let’s Fight, Ghost’ which is curently airing in Korea(TvN).

word count: 1838 words

I had this special talent, a super power, hmmm well kind of. However, I wasn't very fond of it.

I can see ghosts and touch them. Yeah, hard to believe but it's true. It's nothing fancy and to be honest it's kind of a burden for me. They say it runs on our family, genetic or something but I don't really get why I have to deal with this ability.

Even though I can see 'entities' other people can't, I most likely ignore it and not get involved so they'll just leave me alone. Everything changed when I started college and was off to live by myself in the school dormitory.

I started to get involved with them when I desperately needed money. I tried performing 'exorcisms'; 1 ghost equals to a 500 thousand won. Yes, my job is very weird indeed when I can just apply for being a waitress or something but this exorcism job is enough for me to support myself. I don't have a family afterall and not even friends who I can rely on.

I was suddenly alerted when I felt a presence at my room's door.

"YAH! WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT COMING INSIDE MY ROOM WITHOUT NOTICE?" I yelled.

It was him.

"Oh uhm...yeah that..." he scratched his nape with a sheepish grin on his face.

"What if I was buck naked and about to change clothes huh?" I said.

"But you're not though" he argues.

I sighed. "Just because you have this ability of crossing doors and walls whenever you want doesn't mean you can just barge into my room like that"

Yes, he's a spirit, a ghost.

How did I met this dude?

Well one day, when I just finished a 'job' at a local sauna, I went to a hospital to get meds for my back pain. If you were wondering, I dealt with a huge pervy geezer of a ghost in the sauna so yeah that explains the back pain. That time was when I encountered him.

He was a ghost who is the same age as me, brown haired, doe eyes and was wearing white long sleeves with a tie and black pants. I nearly thought he was alive but then he freaked out and said "FINALLY! SOMEONE WHO COULD ACTUALLY HEAR AND SEE ME!" and that's more than enough for me to know he's not.

Having no reason to actually acquaint the both of us, I left him in the hospital but he purposely followed me back in my apartment and started bugging me on helping him. Turns out he doesn't know he's a ghost, doesn't know why he died, doesn't have any idea about his family and only knows his name and age.

'Doyoung, 20'

I didn't agree on helping him at first but then he proposed on helping me with my 'exorcisms aka fighting ghosts' and in exchange I get to help him figure out his supposedly death. I agreed of course, extra help means getting jobs done easier and that means getting money easier too.

Ever since then he's been living in my place and apparently ghosts still find the need to eat and sleep so yeah pretty much explains the pillow and blanket on my couch and my refrigerator frequently empty.

"Why are you barging in my room at this hour anyways? What do you need?" I asked.

"I think I figured it out!" he says.

"What?"

"I have to kiss you again!" my cheeks rapidly flamed when I heard what he just said.

He didn't have to remind me of that one night.

I was drunk. I didn't know what I was doing. My emotions took over.  

It was only a peck at first and he was wide-eyed, definitely surprised and I did remember him telling me something but can't remember what it was. Afterwards, he was the one who initiated the kiss and it wasn't just a peck like what I did, it was deep and passionate and it ended with us making out.

I WAS TRYING TO FORGET THAT ONE NIGHT AND HE CASUALLY REMINDS ME OF IT LIKE IT WAS NOTHING.

"Ya! Y-you can't just k-kiss me whenever you feel l-like it" I stuttered, yes I did.

"No, that's not it! Remember what I told you before we started making out?" he asked.

I groaned, why is this guy so blunt. He's actually giving me a headache.

"I can't remember..." I trailed. Why can't I? Definitely because he just blew my mind when we were making out.

Damn you, Doyoung.

"When you kissed me, some of my memories came back. I remembered my family, I remembered my real name, where I live, where I study but it had nothing about my death although I knew somehow it has something to do with the hospital where we met" he says.

I didn't speak. I didn't actually know what to say.

"I need to remember more, _____-ya. You need to help me" he added.

"Are y-you sure about this, Doyoung?" I said, my cheeks still on fire.

"Yes, I'm sure. I just need to remember, I know I can so please help me"

I looked up at him and I can sense how he really wanted to remember. I know Doyoung, I can feel it.

"So may I?" he asked.

I just nodded as he went closer, barely leaving space between us. My heart is defnitely pounding as hell.

Why am I anticipating this kiss? Do I like him?

I do like him. I'm afraid to admit I fell in love with him, I fell in love with a ghost and I'm afraid of him finding out about his death and finally finding his peace. I'm afraid of him leaving me and crossing over to afterlife. I'm afraid.

"What if it doesn't work?" I asked, causing him to stop.

"I just need to try. It's just a kiss anyways" he says.

And just now, I never knew such words could break my heart into pieces. It was just a kiss he says.

He definitely doesn't feel the same way I do. I knew it, he only needed me to help him cross to afterlife.

That's the cold truth.

I already love him though and if doing this will make him remember and find his way to the afterlife, I'll do it just so he can be happy.

I closed my eyes. We kissed, I felt his soft lips on mine.This kiss was different from the last time and I can't explain how.

He smiled and gave me a heartwarming hug. "I'm alive!" he says.

I gave him a look. "I remembered _____-ya! I'm not dead!"

"W-what?" I asked.

"I'm not dead, well I'm half-dead but still I'm alive!" he grinned, still hugging me.

"What do you mean, Doyoung?"

"I'm just in a coma, my body is in the hospital where we met. I just need to go back and I can live again" he explained.

"Doyoung...you're...I..." I didn't know what to say next.

"I need to go back, we need to hurry" he says as he practically pulled me with him.

We immediately went to the hospital and went straight to the room where he supposedly was.

'Room 127'

Doyoung looked back at me with a smile but it soon faded.

"What's wrong ____? Why are you crying" he asks.

I reached out to my cheeks and I did felt tears on it. Why was I crying anyway? I didn't know too.

I reached out and hugged Doyoung and felt him stiffen but soon relaxed as he hugged me back.

"I'm just happy for you" I whispered.

We pulled back from the hug and he reached out to my cheeks and wiped my tears away.

"Thanks for helping me, I'll find a way to repay you somehow" he says.

"You don't need to, helping me with my job is enough and..." I stopped.

He stared at me as if waiting for me to continue.

"and being with me for those 5 months is more than enough" I barely whispered but I knew he heard it when I saw his heartwarming smile.

"Go on and meet me back alive and kicking okay?" I said to him with a smile.

He nodded and went inside. His smile never left.

I didn't move. I was still outside of Room 127. I didn't know why but maybe I just don't know what to do next.

Maybe this is it. He'll move on with his life and I'm not even sure if when he wakes up he'll remember me, or even all of the memories when he was a ghost or rather when his spirit was wandering.

I left. That's all I could do.

When I came back home, everything feels odd and I was back to being alone. I didn't know It will come to this point where I'd even prefer a ghost living with me.

"Admit it you only want one specific ghost to live with you" my mind says.

I sighed.

It's been 3 days since Doyoung left.

I didn't know for sure but I was back to being the same old me. Introvert me.

A knock on the door, now that's something new.

I lazily trudge to the door, who was this knocking on the door and ruining my peace anyways?

Too bad I didn't have a peephole so I needed to open the door just to know who's this person.

He/she better not be a robber or murderer or he/she'll definitely receive my wrath.

"Miss me?" he says with a smirk.

I feel like air was cut out of my lungs.

He's here. He remembered.

"Why did you leave?" he asked.

Yet again, I didn't gave an answer.

"When I woke up, I asked my brother to call for you but you weren't there" he frowned.

"I...thought..you.." I whispered.

"Forget you?"

I look up at him. Oh that smile.

"Why would I forget you huh? You're the one who help me" he says.

"Yeah that's why you owe me a lot" I smirked.

"So..." we both say at the same time and both laughed.

"You first..and no, don't get me into that 'ladies first' thingy" I warned him.

"______...can we start again?" he asks.

"What about starting again?" I tilted my head, pretending not to get what he's saying.

"I..I LIKE YOU...I'M..IN LOVE WITH YOU" he said quickly.

I can't help but laugh at how Doyoung's so flustered right now. "I like you too you idiot" I crushed him with a teddy bear hug.

"It feels good to feel your warmth. You were so cold back then" I whispered at his ear and giggled.

"You know...now that I'm alive and kicking, maybe we can do more than just make out" he smirked.

My eyes widen and I hit his shoulders.

He laughed and I did too.

"Don't worry, I can wait" he says and kisses my forehead.

And now its the same old introvert me and her 'ghost' boyfriend.