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mymoodwriting · 3 months ago

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Omega!Reader x Werewolf!NCT

Genre: A/B/O

Warning: Amnesia, Nomad Travel, Club Atmosphere, Alcohol, Magic, Teleportation, Rituals, Blood, Demons, Deals, Revelations, Torture, Yelling, Manipulation, Shifting, Nightmares

Words: 4.4K

Chapter Eight

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Prompt: By removing the weakest link, werewolves were able to grow far more powerful than anyone could ever imagine. They lived in peace knowing they were top of the food chain. That is until a certain pack made an unbelievable discovery, causing them to question their past, present, and future. Omegas aren’t supposed to exist anymore, but they couldn’t deny the fact they had found one.

“Ugh… what happened… where are we…”

As Sicheng regained consciousness, sitting up and taking in his surroundings, he couldn’t ignore the throbbing in his head. It seemed the rest of his pack mates were also waking up, finding themselves with the same questions and aches as Sicheng did. They all seemed out of it. Although even in that state Taeyong got to his feet and did a head count. Everyone was present, but disoriented. They had been traveling for a long while now, looking for their own place to call home, but something about the morning was off. No one really knew what though.

While they gathered their things and prepared to continue on their journey, Taeyong looked for the spell book he had, wondering if there was something he could do to help with this fog. Although while looking he discovered that the spell book was gone. He clearly remembered having it, and he asked his pack mates about it too, but they didn’t have it. Somehow he had lost it, but while searching he came across something just as odd. There was a random note in his pocket. The handwriting was unfamiliar, but it was a location with some rather vague directions and descriptions. He showed the note to the others, but no one claimed it.

“This whole day is weird.” Jaemin mumbled.

“What are we going to do about the note?” Doyoung asked. “We’ve just been nomads for a while now, this is an actual place to go.”

“I say we follow the note.” Kun added. “Maybe it’ll answer why we’re all messed up.”

“It could be some kind of trap.” Renjun countered.

“We can take a vote if everyone agrees to go along with the outcome.”

The pack agreed to take a vote on the matter, and in the end the majority decided to follow the note. It was certainly dangerous, but the curiosity of this location might drive them insane as well. Soon enough they were on their way. The place they were going wasn’t exactly nearby, so they didn’t arrive till nightfall. They didn’t have a proper address, but with the information they did have they came to this place that seemed to be some sort of night club. It was a strange place to end up at, but there were possible answers here.

Since it would be too strange for all of them to enter, Taeyong would go in with Johnny and Ten while the rest waited outside and out of sight. Despite being a club, the atmosphere was a lot calmer. There weren’t too many people around, but Taeyong was well aware of all the eyes on him once he entered. He figured the best place to start was the bar, but as he and his boys went over a woman suddenly stepped in their way. She was looking them up and down, clearly not impressed.

“So, what are you three doing in a place like this?”

“If I’m being honest, I’m not entirely sure.”

She scoffed. “That type of answer won’t fly here, mutt.”

“Excuse me?”

“What? You think you wolves can just waltz in here for fun. This isn’t really a place for your kind, and my people here don’t really care for the treaty.”

“Treaty…? This is a witches gathering place?”

“Don’t play dumb.”

“I’m not.” Taeyong admitted. “Something happened to me and my pack, but I don’t know what. The only reason I’m here is because I had this mysterious note on me. I want answers, and it seems it was a good idea to come here after all. A witch could help.”

“You’re not wrong, but the witches that gather here don’t really do charity work. Especially not with you mutts.”

“There’s-”

“But, I know there’s one witch here who will at least entertain you. Follow me.”

The three followed the witch towards the back, into what seemed to be a VIP room. She knocked before letting herself in.

“Kihyun, I have something for you.”

“Something interesting.”

“I guess you’ll see.”

Taeyong and his boys saw a gentleman sitting at a table with a drink in hand, watching two dancers. He told the dancers to leave, and soon it was just the four of them in the room.

“So, what are a bunch of werewolves doing here? I wouldn’t say this is a safe place for you.”

“We came here looking for help.”

“In regards to what?”

“I don’t know.”

Kihyun scoffed. “So you’re here to waste my time?”

“No. This morning I found a random note in my pocket that led me here. I don’t know where it came from, but I was correct in believing it would give me answers. Something happened to my pack recently and I don’t know what. The fact I’ve unknowingly come to a place where witches gather, there is no better place to find help.”

“Hm… interesting…”

Kihyun set down his glass and stepped closer to the trio. He raised his hand, a dark purple glow emanating from his palm. He seemed to be scanning them, stopping as he reached their head, letting out a chuckle.

“I do sense magic on you, so something has been done to you and your pack.”

“Then, can you help us?” Taeyong asked.

“This little mystery of yours is quite intriguing. We should take this conversation elsewhere. Where is the rest of your pack?”

“Outside.”

“Noted.”

Kihyun finished his drink, summoning some money to put on the table before snapping his fingers. In the blink of an eye the atmosphere changed. The trio were no longer at the club, and no longer alone. The rest of the pack had appeared around them, and they were all very confused as to where they were. Their surroundings seemed to be that of a luxurious mansion, and at the moment they seemed to be in the entrance’s lobby.

“Welcome to my home, follow me.” Kihyun began to walk down a hall, calling out to someone else. “Shownu, I have guests. Keep the kids away, I’ll be busy for a while.”

The pack came into what appeared to be a common area. Kihyun told them to make themselves comfortable as he went over to a cabin and poured himself a drink. Of course the pack needed to get updated on the situation and Kihyun took the lead on that.

“So, it seems a bunch of werewolves got on a witch’s bad side. Although, considering you’re alive and relatively unharmed, I’m very curious to know what happened. This mystery around you is why we’re all here. I want answers, just as much as you. For starters, I need a volunteer. We need to figure out what kind of magic was used on you, and by who.”

“You can do all that?” Jaehyun asked. “Can we trust you?”

“You don’t have many options, and I am willing to help. We’re doing things step by step. So first, let’s figure out exactly what happened to you, then we’ll go from there.”

“I’ll do it.” YangYang volunteered. “You can use me.”

“Excellent, come here.”

YangYang stepped forward, trying not to be nervous. Things had happened so fast, and now he was in a witch’s home, allowing said witch to do something to him in order to help his pack. He wanted things to work out more than anything. Kihyun gave the boy a smile before placing a hand on his head. His palm glowed once more and he closed his eyes. For a moment YangYang felt some discomfort and then the witch stepped back, laughing.

“What… what is it…”

“Your memories have been messed with, but not just by a witch, but a coven.” Kihyun continued laughing. “What the hell did you wolves do?”

“We have no idea.” Taeyong reminded. “So, can you restore our memories?”

“The spell placed on each and everyone one of you is rather unique and would require a lot of power to remove. That won’t necessarily be a problem, but something else is.”

“And what would that be?”

“The price.” Kihyun went over to sit in a chair, enjoying his drink. “The information I would gain from restoring your memories is wonderful, but it is hardly enough to justify helping an entire pack.”

“What do you want?” Kun asked. “What’s your price?”

“A favor. From each and everyone of you at a time of my choosing where you’ll do whatever I ask. How does that sound? And before you open your mouth, I’m not negotiating. Talk among yourselves, take all the time you need.”

The price was certainly something that needed a moment to register. The boys all gathered together, letting Kihyun enjoy his drink and scroll through his phone.

“Is this a good idea?” Mark asked. “Owing a witch a favor? All of us? We’d basically be his lap dog.”

“Do we really have a choice though?” Hendery wondered. “Our memories have been altered. You heard him, we messed with a whole coven! Who else would actually help us?”

“He could be lying.” Jungwoo said. “About everything, just to get us on a leash.”

“That is possible.” Johnny added. “After all, that club was for rogue witches, the least trustworthy of all.”

“I don’t think he’s lying about our memories.” Chenle stated. “Something really does feel off with my head. Something feels really wrong.”

“I feel it too.” Yuta admitted. “Like this emptiness in my chest, and it just keeps hurting…”

“Right now it just seems that worst case scenario, we owe a witch a favor.” Xiaojun said. “Might have to kill somebody but it doesn’t seem like a bad trade off.”

“Not to mention, he’s technically taking a bigger risk here.” Jisung added. “It’s gonna take a lot of power to help us, and doing so will likely make him an enemy to whatever coven did this to us in the first place. I say we do it.”

Everyone was sharing looks, but in the end all eyes fell to Taeyong. He was their leader, and they’d follow his command. Taeyong took a moment before stepping towards Kihyun.

“So? What’s the verdict?”

“You have a deal.”

“Wonderful.” Kihyun stood and held out a glowing hand. “Let’s make it official.”

Taeyong shook Kihyun’s hand without hesitation, feeling a strange sting in his chest, the others as well, but it was soon gone.

“Take a few minutes, I need to prepare some things.”

Any sort of spell required prep-work, but this would need more. Kihyun excused himself for a while, going off to get whatever he needed. When he returned he had a few items in hand, and a companion.

“Wonho, set this up on the table.”

A few symbols were drawn on the floor, and some candles lit as well. All the boys were told to gather around, Kihyun at the center of everything.

“Wonho, would you mind?”

Kihyun held out a knife to his friend. The other happily smiled and slit his wrist, bleeding black onto a certain symbol. No one commented on the revelation. If anything, something like this was expected. A powerful witch like Kihyun would certainly be friends with a demon, and using its power for such a spell was a logical conclusion.

“You’re going to feel some discomfort and pain, I swear it will end, so please, bear with it.”

Kihyun took a moment before placing his hands on the bloody symbols on the ground. He shut his eyes and began speaking in a different tongue, his hands and the symbols beginning to glow. No one knew what to expect but it came to them so suddenly. A head splitting pain overtook them, as if their mind was on fire. The room was soon filled with cries of anguish, but there was nothing to soothe the pain. It seemed like the ache would go on for eternity, as every second was torture. Among all that suffering images began to flash before their eyes, memories buried deep inside slowly uncovered, and it hurt in a much different way.

The pain may have started suddenly, but it was slow to dissipate. Each of the boys slowly began to calm down, now having to deal with the weight of their forgotten memories settling in. Despite not having any magic used on him, Kihyun also needed time to recover. When he had finished the spell he collapsed, Wonho picking him up off the floor and setting him down back in his chair. He got him a drink, and Kihyun assured him that he was fine. Part of the spell had allowed him to peek into the wolves’ mind, so he had the answers he wanted, and he couldn’t help a little laugh.

“You found an omega… that’s quite the discovery…”

“You don’t sound surprised.” Taeyong mumbled.

“Don’t be upset now… it’s not common knowledge among witches to know about omegas either, I’m just one of the few outside those particular covens to know… and I won’t exactly be telling, don’t want to start a war here.”

“Noted.”

“So, now that you remember everything, what are you going to do?”

“Simple.” Johnny breathed out. “Get her back.”

Kihyun laughed. “Seriously? You already kidnapped her once before, and that worked out so well, right? If you try that again, you’re definitely dead.”

“Shut up.”

“I’m just saying. I could snap my fingers and bring her here right now, but you still wouldn’t be a proper pack.”

“… could you help with that?” Jeno asked.

“It took great power to remove omegas from your packs, many many coven elders. I appreciate the compliment, but I don’t have power like that.”

“Not omegas, just her.”

“Hm?”

“We just want her, could you put her back?”

“Ah… well, you see, something like that would cost you a very high price.”

“How much?”

Kihyun laughed again. “Shouldn’t you ask me how I would do such a thing before talking about the price? You don’t even know what you’d be getting into. You don’t seem to understand what you’re asking.”

“Then explain it.” Doyoung stated. “Enlighten us.”

“Well, it is complex.” Kihyun took a moment. “The thing about you wolves, is that there has to be balance. That’s why omegas still exist, even if they’re not with you. The balance isn’t perfect, but good enough. So you see, when omegas were removed from your pack dynamics they became a whole new pack. Technically, there are two werewolf packs now. The typical one filled with alphas and betas, where you come from, and the secret one which solely consists of omegas. I can’t put one lonely omega back into your pack, the idea itself is ridiculous.”

“So you’re just lying to us.” Hendery growled.

“No, no, not at all. You see, the logical solution is to start over.”

“Huh?”

“Removing an entire species of wolves is insane, so is putting one back, but it’s not impossible for someone like myself to remove all of you from your pack, and remove her from hers. All of you without an actual pack, well, with the help of some magic, you could form a new one. In all honesty your little pack would be more balanced than any other.”

“You could make us a new pack… one outside of the rules from our current one, and the one the witches are hiding.” Taeyong was stunned. “Is that really possible?”

“It’s not without its consequences. If you do this you’d basically start over. You’d forfeit the power of your ancestors, and sever the ties with your original lineage. You won’t be as strong as you are now, but no other alphas would ever have power over you. A whole new pack all for you and your little omega. Quite a deal if I say so myself.”

“Then what exactly is your price?”

Kihyun smirked. “In exchange for properly reuniting you with your omega, you’ll be my pack.”

“Excuse me!?”

“What? My terms are favorable for you. I’m risking a lot here. Your little omega technically belongs to Jinki’s coven, and it’s not exactly a good idea to cross him. As my pack, I’d provide you with some nice land to call your own, and make sure you’re all hidden away and safe. No one would ever find you or your little omega.” Kihyun chuckled. “Of course as my pack, you’d certainly have to do as I say, but I’m not cruel, and I certainly won’t be bothering your little omega for anything. So, what do you think? That’s my price, and I’ll accept nothing else.”

“Deal.”

Everyone quickly glanced over at Yuta, seeing determination in his eyes, although no one took him seriously at the moment. They had all been so busy with the current conversation they had forgotten one of their own was suffering. Yuta wasn’t even on his feet, instead on his knees with a hand over where his mating mark once was.

“Ah, right, the bond.” Kihyun stated. “My condolences. What was done to you is extremely cruel and unforgivable.”

“When we get her back… if I bite her again, will everything go back to normal?”

“It won’t be the same. A part of your soul was torn out when the bond was removed. If you mate again, it would be somewhat healing, but the pain would always linger, at least a small part.”

“But she’ll be better?”

“I have no doubt the coven she is with is looking after her, so I can’t really answer you. The question is whether or not you’ll accept my proposition. You can of course refuse, regaining your memories and owing me a favor was our original deal. You’re free to go if that’s what you really want. I have no problem sending you back to where we met.”

“You’re not lying to us, are you?” Sungchan asked. “You could make us a proper pack with her?”

“Personally, I don’t know of another solution to your request, but I will admit I’m not the only one who could do this. A lot of power, and a ritual spanning a day or two would be necessary, but this isn’t impossible. Your only issue would be finding someone willing to do it. If you were to make this request to another, you could end up dead.”

“We need to discuss this.” Taeyong said.

“Of course, take your time.”

“There’s nothing to discuss.” Yuta snapped. “We’re getting her back, no price is too much to pay.”

“Yuta, I need you to calm down for a second. I know-”

“You don’t! This feeling was bearable when I had no idea what it was, but now that I do… she’s gone, not just in a physical sense, not for me. There’s this hole in my chest, and it hurts. It’s so cold and empty… I think I could get lost in it and never resurface. I need to get her back, by whatever means necessary. You may not feel her loss like I do, but you must feel this pit in your stomach too.”

“…”

“I don’t hear anyone disagreeing here.” Ten mentioned. “Sure there are things to discuss, but I don’t think whether we do this or not is one of them.”

“We’ve already done a lot to be with y/n.” Shotaro added. “We can’t turn back now, so let’s go all in.”

“Okay.” Taeyong turned to face Kihyun. “We’re in, you have a deal.”

“Excellent.”

♥♥♥♥♥

“I’m gonna get you!”

You were running behind houses and jumping over fences as Seokmin chased you, the two of you playing a friendly game of tag in your wolf form. Speed and agility had always been a talent of yours, but Seokmin loved chasing you around nonetheless. You’d weave through the witches around, hearing some laughter and playful shouts to be careful. This was home, and you loved it. All you focused on was getting away, but next thing you knew you were tackled down. You knew who it was, and after a few rolls you shifted, and so did they. You wound up in Seokmin’s arms, giggling and resting amongst the dirt.

“Gotcha.”

Seokmin pressed a soft kiss against your head, nuzzling your face. You shivered, not necessarily from his touch, but a cold sensation inside of you. Seokmin noticed your actions, sensing something off. He didn’t comment on it though, instead licking your face and making you burst out laughing.

“Cut it out! You’re not in your wolf form!”

“Do I need to be in order to show you my love?”

“Well, no, but this is so weird.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.”

The two of you remained tangled up together for a while longer before getting up. You walked around, hand in hand, ultimately coming near the edge of the village. There wasn’t any danger beyond the border, but you made a strange discovery. While walking you suddenly hit yourself on something and stumbled back a step.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah… yeah, I just felt something…”

You took a step forward only to hit something again. You let go of Seokmin and reached your hand out, soon to discover there was a barrier around the village. Although it didn’t seem to affect everyone. Seokmin could pass the border just fine, but you were clearly confined to the village. Just as questions were coming to mind someone appeared.

“Y/n, what are you doing?”

“Huh? Master… I was just walking with Seokmin… I wasn’t trying to leave or anything.”

“I know.”

“Did… did you… put the barrier spell on me?”

“Yes. You’re still recovering, so I prefer you don’t wander outside the village.”

“Oh…”

“I know you’re strong, but I just want to be careful for now.”

“I understand.”

“Good. We should go back to the house, it’s about time for your meds.”

“Okay.”

“Seokmin can come.”

“Awesome!” Seokmin took your hand. “Let’s go.”

Seokmin returned the smile to your face and then the two of you were rushing back to Seungcheol’s house. Even though you were fully healed, there were other things you needed to recover from too and Seungcheol had the perfect potion for you. It had a sugary and delightful taste, so there was never any problem drinking it. You felt sleepy afterwards which was a common thing, and Seungcheol had you shift before you passed out.

“You can stay with her.”

Seokmin didn’t need to be told twice, asking Seungcheol to set you down in the sun, and the he curled up around you, happily taking an afternoon nap with you. Things were quite peaceful until you started tossing around and whimpering. You were having some sort of nightmare, but with the potion in your system you wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon. Seokmin cuddled against you, softly nuzzling you, meanwhile Seungcheol was petting your head, the two soothing you until you calmed down. You slept peacefully for the rest of the day, not really waking up until nightfall.

You opened your eyes to see darkness but it was to be expected. Sometimes your meds really knocked you out. You remembered Seokmin was with you, but he was nowhere to be found right now. That wasn’t surprising either, his master likely called him back. You stretched and made your way outside, remaining in your wolf form, and wanting to get some fresh air. You sat out on the porch, staring up at the starry sky. It was so pretty, but you didn’t really feel happy looking at it. There wasn’t a chill in the air, but you still felt cold. It had been like that ever since you got back. You didn’t understand but you figured Seungcheol was taking care of it with the meds he gave you.

After a while you got up, wanting to go for a little walk. The village was certainly different at night. It was quiet, like a ghost town, but also peaceful. Without really thinking much you wound up at the edge of the village once more. You sat down and pawed at the barrier. You were caged up for your own protection, yet a part of you yearned to go beyond this place. There was something out there, but you had no idea what. While you were lost in your own thoughts you didn’t realize someone approached you, not until you shrunk in size and got picked up. You expected to see Seungcheol, but were instead met with another witch.

“Why are you up this late? Can’t sleep?” You nodded your head, getting soft little pets. “Let’s go ask your master for some help then.”

You were happily carried back to Seungcheol’s house, getting pets and belly rubs along the way. You got back just as Seungcheol was rushing out. Although once he saw you he quickly relaxed, going over to take you into his arms.

“Thanks, Jeonghan, I was just about to go look for her.”

“No problem. It seems she was just out getting some fresh air.”

“Yeah, she’s been out all afternoon, but now is not the time to be roaming around either.”

You did feel kind of warm in Seungcheol’s arms. A fuzzy sensation began to overtake your mind, and you slowly found yourself drifting off to sleep. Since Seungcheol had woken up to find you missing, he had panicked. Even if you were safe in his arms now, he wouldn’t be going back to sleep anytime soon. So instead he sat out on the porch, Jeonghan staying with him.

“You seem worried.”

“I am. I can feel something different about y/n. Despite everything there’s this sadness and numbness inside her. I’ve done my best to ease her pain but it doesn’t seem to be enough.”

“Her mate bond was broken, a part of her soul got ripped up, that leaves a deep and permanent impact. It would be worse if she actually knew what had been done to her.”

“Those stupid wolves. We should have just killed them. It wouldn’t be this bad.”

“Perhaps, but you need to focus on the present and what you’re going to do now.”

“The thing is I’m not sure. How do you heal a broken bond?”

“You could create a new one.”

“What?”

“She is supposed to mate with Seokmin. I know technically it’s supposed to be down the line, but a new bond could help her heal. She won’t be much of a familiar to you anymore, but it would be good for her soul. Maybe even have her breed. Having pups might give her something else to focus on.”

“Hm… that’s not a bad idea, but I wouldn’t want to force her into all this either.”

“Just a suggestion, nothing more.”

“Yeah. I just want what’s best for her.”

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what-if-nct · 2 years ago

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What Kissing NCT tastes like.

Johnny: Bong water, cherry tinted nicotine, warm beer, and day old coffee from starbucks he forgot was on his floor and he finished it when he found it.

Taeyong: Strawberry Milk and residual blue raspberry vape flavor.

Yuta: Hot whiskey, not room temperature but boiled on the stove and drank straight from the sauce pan.

Doyoung: Sensodyne, Listerine and Extra Polar Ice gum with a light hint of coffee.

Kun: Fatigue and room temperature coffee from the twenty year old coffee machine in the office he drank while making copies.

Ten: Horrible mistakes and a margarita he didn't have to pay for.

Jaehyun: OG Kush

Winwin: Limoncello La Croix and a mix of cigarettes people gave him because he didn't feel like buying a new pack.

Taeil: Marlboro Lights and Hi-C Orange Lavaburst from McDonald's

Jungwoo: Fruit punch, melted slushie that he created by combining multiple flavors, Newport's, and he licks the side of your lips leaving a vague nacho cheese from taco bell flavor behind.

Mark: Arizona ice tea lemonade, a taquito from 7-eleven and skittles.

Xiaojun: Bella's saliva.

Hendery: Monster Ultra Paradise, Moonshine, Menthol, and day old pizza from under his bed.

Renjun: Lemonade, cake pops from starbucks with a tinge of plant food he was curious about.

Jeno: Bud light and batteries.

Haechan: Sour patch kids and bath and body works body spray he accidently sprayed in his mouth, a thousand wishes to be specific.

Jaemin: Just pure coffee, kissing him is like drinking coffee straight from the teat of Starbucks.

Yangyang: Wild berry vape juice, stems, and lies.

Shotaro: Marshmallows, Cotton Candy, Brownies and love.

Sungchan: Pure peppermint from eating a box of candy canes he's kept since December.

Chenle: Fourth day unbrushed teeth and Daegal's saliva.

Jisung: Hamster food and bubble gum.

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luvtak · 2 years ago

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What Loving NCTs 2000 Line Feels Like:

Renjun: Autumn afternoons where everything is foggy and dark, but the heater is warming you from the inside. A soft secondhand sweater that is three sizes too big, but feels like the perfect size. Doodling stars and hearts on each other’s skin. A new pair of dress shoes that slightly hurt, but make you feel beautiful. Walking through an art museum and feeling like you’ve known these paintings before. Hands on your face pulling a smile from your lips. Cinnamon filled French toast covered in butter and powdered sugar, you’re already full, but you can’t get enough. Old journals filled with words of your younger self, you simultaneously know everything and nothing about this past person. Soft hands, freezing your warm ones, but nothing has felt more right.

Jeno: The midnight after your birthday, it’s not your day anymore, but you hold on until you fall asleep for it to be over. Laying in bed at night, the only light coming from your favorite movie playing on the TV. Hands in your hair twisting and untwisting till it’s a knotted mess. Hearing the same story and laughing at all the same parts—even though you know what comes you still gasp. Strangers smiling at you on the street, they don’t know you, but they’re happy to see you. Strong arms wrapped all the way around your body, so tight around your belly you can’t breathe. Cookies right out of the oven. Shared smiles every time you walk in the room.

Haechan: laying in the sun on the hottest day of the year, like two sleepy kittens. Day old brownies that are still so sweet. The same joke told over and over again until it’s no longer funny, but you still can’t help but laugh. Stickers piling up on your water bottle. Counting moles and freckles until numbers don’t even seem real. Layers and layers of blankets piled so high that you’re sweating. Crusty eyes and sleepy giggles at one in the morning. Your favorite song playing at a restaurant. Crocheting hats and scarves and sweaters so that every inch of him is covered in your love. Stevie Wonder songs on the radio. The sun coming out after a storm.

Jaemin: PB&Js on toasted bread. Ring pop proposals and arcade dates. Telling jokes to stop your tears. Sitting in your childhood backyard, you know every tree and every flower. Waking up to coffee brewing. Every love song suddenly makes sense. Listening to Taylor Swift in the car, yelling out every verse like a confession. Bubble baths that are so hot you have to keep getting out to cool off. Ordering mickey mouse pancakes as a grown up. Freezer burned ice cream, not the best but its your favorite flavor. Snow angels in the middle of the night. Butterfly kisses: eyelash to eyelash, it tickles in the fondest way. Homemade meals every day, always made with love.

Yangyang: Midnight drives to McDonalds. Sweatshirts covered it cat hair that never comes off (no matter how hard you try). The minute the cold medicine kicks in. the biggest smile you’ve ever seen shining down at you. Mac Miller songs on rainy days. Dirty jokes so terrible you can’t help but laugh. Peach cobbler and vanilla ice cream. Personalized playlists for every mood. Doing each other’s makeup and giggling at how close your faces are. Pillow forts and rom coms. Sitting around a campfire with your closest friends. At-home haircuts at three in the morning. The theme song of your favorite show. Eating your favorite meal warm and comfy in your bed. Tears streaming from laughing too hard.

Shotaro: Strawberry shortcake flavored kisses. Running through a meadow like a child. Campfire songs sung terribly but with feeling. Spinning around so fast you feel like you’re flying. Spring days just warm enough you don’t have to wear a coat, but need arms wrapped around you tight. Long summer days bleeding together. Old One Direction playlists filling up the car. Giggles right in your ear. Hands fixing your clothes. Blowing out birthday candles. Dancing on the carpet in your socks. Making homemade ice cream on a hot day. Kisses pressed gently in your hair. Your favorite movie playing on a Sunday afternoon. Bodies so close you can feel his laughter. Sunset after a great day.

a/n this is my first try so no one laugh at me… also please ignore the run on sentences 🫶🏻 i tried to make this super gender neutral but if anything needs to be changed, let me know!! 🫶🏻

dividers @luvchaewon @danowh0re

#okay i rlly hope this is good and you like it!!#this was my outlet for biasing every 2000 liner :/#nct x reader #renjun x reader #jeno x reader #haechan x reader #jaemin x reader #yangyang x reader #shotaro x reader #nct fluff #wayv #nct dream #nct #my fics ؘ ☆༄

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yeonfoxie · 5 months ago

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❝ [ 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐒 ☁️.˚ ] ❞ › ♡

𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡?

Chapter 1:

"Yooh, do you know what's up with Johnny these days?"

"How am I supposed to know?"

"I dunno, maybe he told you something?! I mean, you guys are friends."

"Yeah, but I have no clue what's going on lately. He really thinks you're Spider-Man."

Mark shuts the door close to his room quickly. "Shhh... Why do you say such things?"

"Well, maybe because it's obvious? You're terrible at hiding stuff. I hope you know that. Actually..." I pause before continuing talking. "You suck at it. Like big time."

"Dude, I'm not Spider-Man. I promise."

I point over to his study table, where clearly a Spider-Man mask lies on top of his books. "Sure."

"That's just from a Halloween costume." He shrugged lightly.

"A Halloween costume...in fricking may? You might be able to fool the others, but not me."

"I really don't know what you're trying to figure out."

I roll my eyes and shove him aside. "Move it." I mumble and open his closet.

"What? You really thought you'd find a suit in there?"

"Yeah becoz I know for a fact there's one. I've been looking for one of your hoodies and well this happened." I move the hangers with the clothes aside, which reveal a little entry, revealing his suit. "Halloween costume, huh?"

He quickly moves the clothes back and looks at me, panic filling his eyes. "Why are you even looking for clothes in here?"

"Becoz you said I can borrow your clothes whenever I want. Don't blame this on me now. This is really the worst hiding spot ever. Have you never watched any movies? Jeez."

"Now you're just judging me."

"Of course I am! You sure your Spider-Man and not like, I dunno, Clownboi?"

"I'm not Spi-"

Johnny stands in the door frame and stares at us both. "Bad timing or something?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Johnny, yo bro, what's up?"

"Uhh-" he looks at me confused. "I was looking for you two- Did I like interrupt you guys by something?"

"Nope, we're done. Right, Clownboi?"

"Yeah, of course." He gave Johnny an awkward smile.

"Anyway," he started talking. "There's a meet up. Don't know what's that about. But they said they want you two to be there as well."

"Fine with me." I say and leave, followed by a still confused Johnny and a worried Mark.

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automaticwritie · 2 years ago

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NCT 00 Line SMAU

Warnings: Alcohol, being drunk etc some cuss words

Renjun opened the door , looking exhuasted , and frowned immidetly.

"Where the hell have you been, bro?"

"I came as fast as I could. Is she better?"

He didn't answer Haechan and just let him see it himself. The view of Y/N got Haechan off guard and made him remember some unwanted memories. She seemed tired and sad least to say.

"Renjunnn, I think I'm gonna throw up."

"God, just come in. I'm coming! Please don't puke around!"

Haechan decided to help her instead while Renjun was getting a bucket from the bathroom.

"I got you. Just relax okay? We can clean it later."

"My stomach hurt."

"I know, I know."

Then she froze all of a sudden, just recognising the voice.

"What the fuck?"

Haechan pretended not to hear her.

"Just let me help you until Renjun comes."

"Oh my God. Did I summon you?"

"What?"

"I cursed so much on your name and now you are here. Are you here to hunt me?"

"Y/N, I'm not some kind of ghost. I was just worried about you."

Her worried eyes turned into angry ones.

"Why? Why would you worry about me?"

"You know why."

His calm tone was driving her even more insane.

"Get your hands off me! I want you to leave. We are not friends anymore. Remember?"

"We both know this is not true."

She wanted to shout at him or even slap his stupid face but she was too intoxicated for any of these.

"Why are you here Haechan?"

He stayed quiet.

"Just tell me. Because I know that you are not here for an apology."

"Drunk you is always the worst , you know?"

She scoffed.

"You are the one saying."

"I love your drunk self though. You get more honest with your reactions and emotions."

It was her time to stay silent. He sat next to her and looked down.

"I won't apologize for sleeping with some girl you hate, but I'm so sorry about the things I said afterwards."

"Some girl I hate huh? You are really dumb Haechan. How did I ever had a crush on you?"

He looked up at her. She seemed like she didn't hear herself and just kept going.

"I don't want you to be sorry okay? I want you to understand. I want your fucking brain to just think and look at the signs. I was crazy about you back then. If only I knew that you were just some stupid blind bit-"

"Just breath. Hey, do you hear me? Just breath okay?"

She didn't realise she was crying until he wiped her tears off of her face.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow. Now, just take some rest."

He hugged her slowly, she didn't fight back and just let it be.

"I hate you."

She whispered.

"No you don't. But I hate you too."

He answered.

Taglist: @neorinaa @n0hyuck

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kpopcookie0813 · 1 year ago

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NCT REACTION TO YOU DOING THE WAP (MAKNAE LINE)

Warning: Kind of smutty....

Xioajun:

HE LOOK SO PRETTY!!!!🙂🙂

I feel like he would also give a stank face cause you think you cute ( And you are queen PERIOD). Yeah he would not like it one bit lol lowkey judging you.

Y/n: Junnie look X: *stops what he is doing to look* X: *gives you the gif look* Y/n: Fuck you to then😑😒

Hendery;

DIS MINE RIGHT HERE!!!!(6/9)🤪🤪

I feel like he would be a flirt. He will give you that look and ask if you wanna take it to the room.

Y/n: *you start doing the dance* H: Hey baby what you- damn🤤 Y/n: *you turn around* what H: *walks up to you grabs you by the waist pulling you close and whispers in your ear* Let's take this to the room.😈😏 Y/n: O-okay😳

Renjun:

INJUNNIE😊😊😊

I feel like he would just stare until you notice that he is staring.

Y/n: *doing the challenge* R: *😶😶* Y/n: *looking over the video making sure you did good* R: *😶😶* Y/n: *you turn around and see him staring* Damn boy take a picture it will last longer *you laugh* R: Good idea Y/n: *rolls eyes playfully and laughs again*

Jeno:

HE GETTIN BIG!?!?!?!?!😳😳😳

He would be like Johnny and tell you to go sit down somewhere cause you not shakin no ass for nobody but him.😂😂

J: Baby what are you doing? *He says coming in your room* Y/n: *stops making video and hides phone* Nothing. J: Why are you hiding your phone? Y/n: I-I'm not. J: Okay well then let me see Y/n: *hands Jeno the phone* J: *sees what you were doing and glares at you* Why were you making this video Y/n: Because my fans asked me to do the challenge. *Laughs nervously* (Your TikTok famous) J: *laughs sarcastically * Don't do it again Y/n: But- J: *glare* Y/n: Fiinne

Haechan:

I feel like his reaction would be like Hendery I'm mean they are like twins.🤩🤩

Y/n: *practicing the dance while singing the lyrics out loud* THATS SOME WET ASS P**** GET A BUCKET AND A M- H: BABY WHY ARE YOU YELL- *sees you twerking*😦😦😦 Y/n: *turns around and sees Haechan* Channie whats wrong H: *comes up to you pulls you to him to where your lips are almost touching and grabs your ass* You just looked really sexy doing that dance and I think I have a problem now because of you. Y/n: *kisses Haechan* He picks you up and y'all got to the room and you know what happens😏.

Jaemin:

HE BEEN LOOKIN A LIL TOO GOOD LATELY!!!!!😏😏😏

Prepare to be up under a needy, clingy, and attention seeking boyfriend all day. After he sees you doing that dance you probably won't be going anywhere for days because he wants you all to himself.

J: Princess where are you? he says looking for you. Y/n: * doing the dance* I'm in the living room. J: *looking on his phone then looks up* Oh I just- shit *sees you hit a perfect split while twerking* Y/n: *finishes then turns around* What?! J: Oh, um Can we cuddle please🥺🥺 Y/n: *you laugh* yes Jae 😊 J: *pulls you on the couch and y'all cuddle all day*

YANGYANG:

Since this boy reminds everyone of annoying orange (He still my baby tho. 7/9),😂😂😂 I think that he will mess up your video to annoy you cause deep down he know he don't want you dancing like that on camera. You would be making the for the 55th time and finally got it right almost being finished and he messes it up.

Y: *walks in the room to see you dancing* Y/n: *messes up again* ugh I hate this shit *tries again after complaining* Y: *starts thinking of a way for sabotage and immediately knows what to do* Y/n: *feels happy cause it's going well* Y: 1 2 3 *jumps in-front you messing the video up* Y/n: YangYang what the fuck🤬 Y: *laughs* aww baby, come on it was a joke *pinches your cheeks* Y/n: *smacks hand* *roll eyes and walks away*

Shotaro:

HE SO CUUTTEE.🥺🥹

He would be flustered and turned on. Gets shy on how to ask for help with his problem that you caused. He might even help if you help on the dance.

Y/n: *practicing the humping part on the ground to get it right* S: Bebe I wanted to know if-😳*sees you trying and gets turned on* Y/n: Baby can you help me please S: Y-yeah sure Y'all might be doing a lil sum sum later to fix his problem *wink wink*

Sungchan:

HE LOOK SO NICE..😫

I don't really know what he would do. Probably stare at you like Renjun did but with lust.

S: *comes in your shared room and sees you dancing and stares* Y/n: Hey giraffe S: *snaps out of trance* Hey shorty *pulls you in his lap as he sits down on your bed* Y/n: I'm not short your just super tall *you say as you wrap your arms around his neck* S: yeah sure *pulls your hips close to his and leans in giving you a kiss and lays down with you in his arms* Use your imagination for the rest.

Chenle:

MY ONE AND ONLY(7/9)🤤🤤🤤

He would be over dramatic. You would know that he is in the room when you hear a dolphin scream. He might overreact but deep down he likes what he sees.

C: *walks in the living room when he sees you grinding* AAAAHH WTF Y/n: *falls on the floor in shock* CHENLE C: I mean it's not my fault you up in here bumping and grinding everywhere. Y/n: YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCREAM THOUGH C: Why you yellin at me�� Y/n: Sorry it's just you was being to loud. *kiss him and he kisses back and you guys hug and watch tv together*

Jisung:

MY JISUNG PWARK(9/9)😯😯

Boy gon look like a whole red tomato. He gets so flustered over seeing all that ass shake.

Y/n: Sungie can you watch me do this dance to see if it looks good. J: Yeah, sure baby. Y/n: *starts doing the dance and almost finished* J: *watches you finish but is stuck for words* Y/n: So how was it. J: U-uuuhhhh it was amazing Y/n: Really are sure you're not lying, are you? Jisung: No no jagi it was really amazing it just caught me off guard. Y/n: *pulls Jisung to your face with hands on his cheeks and kisses him on the lips* J: *kisses back then after a couple of seconds pulls away* I love you Y/n: I love you too.

I know that Shotaro and Sungchan are in RIIZE now, but they were in the group when I wrote this story so, there gonna be in this and other NCT as a whole stuff from my book on Wattpad then after I add those drafts, they will be only in RIIZE. As well as Lucas he was in my wattpad book for NCT also so, same goes for him but he will be added with soloist section. Also, STAN RIIZE AND XUXI!!!!!

#nct ambw #xiaojun #hendery #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #yangyang #shotaro #sungchan #chenle #jisung

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vkooksupremacy · 2 years ago

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Trust me when I say NCT 00'liners are a mess

I was just watching the 007 episode and 😭😂😭😂😭😂

#shotaro #jaemin #jeno #haechan #renjun #Yangyang

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thesingingrevolution · 2 years ago

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now im crying

#😭#nct #nct renjun #nct jeno #nct haechan #nct jaemin #nct yangyang #nct shotaro #……😭😭😭😭#edit

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lillotus17 · 2 years ago

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It’s been 6 months and I haven’t touched my writing, I was so busy with school and work and trying to get a car. I’m not really sure if I want to continue this… I have mood boards set up and formatted but it’s just difficult bc I’m a very meticulous person, so i really did put some thought in which nct members I believed fit with each marvel character (lol it’s not that deep)dhsjchcsjhc I was IN. VEST. ED. n e ways nct is now a 20 member group, farewell to Lucas, shotaro, and sungchan but I don’t know if I want to continue this as a OT 23…? Send me your me thoughts I guess…?

ALSO A REALLY BIG FUCK YOU TO SM ENTERTAINMET🫶.

NCT MARVEL AU

okay so like a couple months ago I posted that I really wanted to write an NCT MARVEL AU FF... I might have deleted it I honestly cant remember I also added other SM ARTIST as side/extra/antagonist characters in the plot and right now im currently debating if i wanna find more Marvel characters that I think fit Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan.. idk lmk. im still working on the first few chapters and the moodboards of all the characters but it's going to take a while and i've been working very slowly since i am currently in school and have a part time job because in this economy... oof a girl's really struggling. anyways here is a small draft (with no mood board sorry im still woking on it :( ) of which MARVEL Characters the NCT members are going to be portraying

Playlist: Villian by Key ft. JENO | Hero by Martin Garrix and JVKE | Wish you were here by SUPERM | more to be added!

Lee Taeyong as Captain Marvel (Carol Danvers)

okay so i actually considered Iron Man, Falcon, Captain America, and gamora in mind for Taeyong but Iron Man matched johnny a bit more because of his personality and jaehyun suited captain america more imo

taeyong still fits a character with a strong leadership role, cus i mean cmon NCT tired dad/leader-nim

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel is just tryna fit in and find herself/remember who she is and she finds out that she's a super powerfull highkey baddie and HELLO? Taeyong is that

she has a strong and emotional sense of leadership, willingness to help and protect others and like come on is that not tayeong???

she's (one of) the first avengers and asdfghjkl;

so yeah

carol danvers is a baddie

taeyong is a baddie

pErIoDt

Moon Taeil as Moon Knight (Marc Spector)

okay so like

this kinda just clicked? lmaoo i feel bad- well more like a geek but like MOON Taeil and MOONknight

i finished watching the MoonKnight series on Disney+ a while ago and loikeeee

Marc Spector is a hot SOB

steven grant asdfghjkl; dont get me started

oki tho im like lowkey debating if I want to include Marc's multiple personality but like he's not Moonknight with out steven soooo

might add a little twist to it

but Taeil gives me more Steven Grant vibes than Marc Spector ngl

he's a lil nervous anxious dork yknow?

did consider falcon and war machine for taeil though..

like tony and rhode's relatinship screams johnny and taeil LMFAOO

idk might make some changes...

Seo Youngho/Johnny Suh as Iron Man (Tony Stark)

cocky lil shit and a sexy ass mf

like tell me it doesn't make sense?

homie just wants to spend money and build suits

smart, hot, and rich? yes please

his wit and smart mouth

like imagine johnny "Jae (Cap) you've got a potty mouth"

tony has a heart(?)- there's proof LMFAOO

his sense of humor just screams johnny

had star lord (peter quill) in mind for him too

Nakamoto Yuta as Winter Soldier (James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes)

one intimidating bitch

but a highkey softie

gonna kick ur ass if u fuck with him or anyone he cares about

highkey mysterious

did consider hawkeye, war machine, and falcon for him tho

also considering changes in characters lmk what yall think too!

Qian Kun as Dr. Strange (Stephen Strange)

man can fly a plane

lmaoo sorry that literally has nothing to do with him being a doctor but tell me why in every goddamn MAFIA AU i read, he's the medic

his relationship with yangyang and ten remind me of dr. strange and wong lmfaoooo

lowkey a perfectionist/perfect man asdfghjkl

Kim Dongyoung/Doyoung as Dare Devil (Matt Murdock)

had hawkeye, war machine, and falcon in mind for him

war machine cause of his sense of duty and seriousness- and his relationship with johnny also reminds me of tony and rhodes

also thought about making him nebula (and falcon) cus of his relationship with taeyong

anyways matt murdock is a hot mf

a lawyer? yes please

doyoung likes to argue cus cmon 127 is always on his ass for no reason headahhh lmfaooo

ngl thought there were a lot a members and i did put some thought into this and he matched daredevil best imo

Li Yongqin/Ten as Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)

bad bitch right here

assassin, bad bitch

have you seen the way he moves?

have you seen the way she moves?

no words, no explanation, it just is and it just makes sense

like fr let's argue

IM JP don't come at me

had hawkeye in mind for him too

Jung Yoonoh/Jaehyun as Captain America (Steve Rogers)

america's ass

like cmon manz representative emoji is a peach

can't really put my finger on it either

like maybe it the masculinity (not meant negatively tho!) and altruism in the both of them(?)

both hot as fuck for no reason

other characters that i think suited him were falcon, winter soldier, (kind of) hawkeye, and black panther

Dong Sicheng/Winwin as Hawkeye (Clint Barton)

oki so i did have black widow in mind for him

and if im being honest it was kind of hard to settle with hawkeye for him

winwin is someone is focused and serious much like clint barton

i mean cmon man was a dancer and that shit takes dedication and patience

like learning how to use a bow and arrow

also had vision in mind for him too

when i first started to get into NCT winwin kind of came off as a timid person, and he's not really affectionate so it kind of screamed vision vibes

Kim Jungwoo as Quick Silver (Pietro Maximoff)

his cute lil personality

"bet you didn't see that coming?" ackkkk

is a caring sweetheart

like pietro wants nothing but for his sister to be happy and protected

jungwoo makes his members happy

Wong Yukhei/Lucas as Thor

okay so like NCT 2018 Halloween special kind of took over

personality wise, lucas and thor are kind similar(?)

like their sense of humor

thor is lowkey the most laid back avenger despite being a prince

and most of the time i can't take lucas seriously

also another character i was kinda of iffy unsure about

idk maybe its just me but lucas seems like the type that would shy away from responsibilities and his asgard duties as king for something more chill

then again thor did do that soooo...

Lee Minhyung/Mark Lee as Spider-Man (Peter Parker)

do i even need to explain?

lmaoo oki so like i was reading a post about how some people don't like mark

which i lowkey found hard to believe but then it made sense

like no disrespect

anyways I do believe mark is a hard working person and he does try to be humble about it but like also its okay to bathe in the glory and be shameless- then again easier said than done, again no disrespect- i love mork

pure hearted and true to himself

much like peter parker

Xiao Dejun/Xiaojun as Shang Chi (Shaun)

lmaoo man is 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

every time im on tiktok lmfaoooo

lmao i guess the way i picked theses characters to match the members is based on the relationship the members have soo

lmaoo shaun's relationship with katie reminds me of luxiaodery (is that the correct name for them?... wayv 99 liners)

again hot asf

like imagine xiaojun in the bus fighting scene

Wong Kunhang/Hendery as Ant Man (Scott Lang)

also 1/3 of wayv's walking meme group

man is fxcking hilarious

another "do i even need to explain?"

just makes sense

lmaooo well actually i did consider Star Lord for him

Huang Renjun as Yelena Belova

okay so hear me out

i though of gamora or nebula for him too

lmao he's a tiny lil agressive man

ready to bite at any moment

very deadly

snarky (<< affectionate) and witty like Yelena

"i don't get my period dip shit. i don't have a uterus" *said with a russian (chinese) accent and the fact the renjun doesn't have a uterus*

like that line screams renjun lmfao

Lee Jeno as Black Panther (T'Challa)

RIP to Chadwick Boseman

anyways

when mark graduated from dream *sad noises*

jeno gave me hard leadership vibes

like he filled the role so well without actually filling it

and i've noticed how popular he's become lately with all these stage collabs with other idols

prince king jeno

nice ring to it ;)

sense of what is feels right and does what he believes is right

wants to do well for himself and his members

did consider him for hawkeye and falcon

Lee Donhyuck/Haechan as Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff)

sassy lil birchhh

haechan is a very caring person and althoug sometimes it seems like he's acting a certain way to hide his feelings i do believe he is very emotionally inteliegent- however he is kind of impulsive (emotionally)

reminds me of wanda

powerful bitch, like hello vocals?

fight with so much effort and purpose

needs support and is his members number one supporter

Na Jaemin as Falcon (Sam Wilson)

oki so like

this was also a toughy

consider hawkeye, black panther, winter soldier, dare devil, war machine, and a bunch of other... also docor strange cus mans wanted to be a surgeon if he wasn't an idol lmaooo

but tbh no characters really ever stuck with me for jaemin

he's lowkey someone is doesn't gaf and doesn't want to be here but still knows how to have a good time or make up for time

serious and yet isn't

loyal and supportive to his members

Liu YangYang as Kate Bishop

lmaoo renyang and kate and yelena vibes

like "bro what if i killed you, (renjun/yelena)?"

but like he didn't soo???

lmaooo curious and nosy

liek sticks his nose into everyone's business

whether its for funsies or a mission

but he does well in getting whatever information he needs

gave me loki vibes tho

Osaki Shotaro as Vision

he's so cute ackkk

kind of came off as an awkward lil bean to be but i think that was just because of the language barrier with the other members

but it also a reason why i thought he was a good fit to portray vision

cus they're bother still learning

not afraid to ask questions

supportive and kind of goes along with things

a bit naive and questions his morals or rights and wrongs

fast learner imo

Jung Sungchan as War Machine (James Rhodes)

okai so like

idky but i though he would have been a good match for star lord

kind still iffy ish because is he young and although this is a ff i fell like he would have matched a younger role/character

also thought he would have been a good fit for shuri

can't really say much

i feel bad cus this is a bit more of a last pick

i really did want him to have a character that was more interactive with shotaro since that are really close

also thought of a cloak and dagger duo for sungtaro

again might make dome changes so lmk yall's opinion

like im tryna take this seriously and make it make sense but also im not cus again this is for funsies

Zhong Chenle as Loki

again, im sorry but another "do i even need to explain?"

boy is hella mischievous with that lil smirk he always has

when he messes around with his members, esp jisung

lmao poor jisung

like "oh yall need an illusionist you say? no problem lessgo fuck around with some bad guys"

i know he's supposed to be a lowkey two-faced, flippity floppity bad guy but idc im making him good

cus deep down loki does have a good heart

Park Jisung as Shuri

hear me out

i know he doesn't seem like the brightest but like he really is

and i know yall agree because hacker!jisung?

yeah, that's what i thought bro

considered vison for him too

and kate bishop

and groot- well like a modified hybrid version of him

big brother jeno and little brother jisung duo

yeah

just yeah

periodt

Shohei, Eunseok, and Seunghan

okay so like

im not really sure what marvel characters suit them best

im tryna stray from X-men charcters

but idk might have to make some changes

js that haechan might justbe switched to deadpool cus cmon

and as i was writing this i had a bunch of second thoughts about with members were portraying which characters

im a bit of a perfectionist as you can see

Anyways! thanks for reading this and please feedback is and will always be appreciated! again i apologized for my pace! i am currently on winter break but im working so i haven't had much time to write anything :(.

anyways comment and reblog if you wanna see what i have in mind for other SM Artist and who they'll be portraying!

-lotus

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haekisses · 2 years ago

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— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ — masterlist !

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justalildumpling · 7 months ago

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the fire alarm | ep 9: stupid

wc: 317

Yangyang was the culprit behind a lot of stupid things in their apartment. Most of which consisted of misplacing his poor roommates' and neighbours’ personal items in the most inconvenient places or his habit of doing things on a whim for the sake of the “plot”.

He believed his last action of skinny dipping into the pitch-black ocean at 2 am last summer wouldn’t be topped anytime soon. However, never did he think that he would be running blindly into a burning building to retrieve you.

The back of his calves strained with each step leading to the 14th floor. The smoke only grew in mass, fogging his vision of the hallway. He lifted the collars of his t-shirt to cover his airways, squinting his eyes as he followed the trail of lights that lit up the floor to your front door.

He fumbled with the keys in his hands before slamming open the front door to run into your room. You were sound asleep on your bed, lips slightly upturned as the blanket enveloped the sides of your face. A rather amusing sight to see considering the situation at hand.

With a sigh, Yangyang sat at the foot of your bed, shaking at your backside. You stirred in your sleep for a few seconds, mumbling incoherent sleep talk into your pillow.

Yangyang chuckled, shaking you again, “We need to evacuate Y/N.”

You opened one eye to observe the scruffy state of your roommate, still in his matching pyjama set that Renjun had gotten everyone for Christmas last year. You flashed him a drowsy smile, rubbing at your half-lidded eyes, “You actually came to get me.”

Yangyang could only grin, ruffling the top of your hair, “Of course I did dummy, how could I forget someone as annoying as you?”

“Fuck off,” You giggled, grasping his hands to pull you out of bed.

“Hurry up stupid.”

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pairing: nct 00'liner x fem! reader

synopsis: knock knock! your favourite debatable group of friends are living on the same floor as you now! all u need to do is hope that they won’t burn the place down, should be easy enough… right?

genre: social media au, college au, roommates/neighbours au, fluff, crack

warnings: swearing

note: THE RETURN IS HEREEEEE🤧

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mymoodwriting · 5 months ago

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Disconnected

Omega!Reader x Werewolf!NCT

Genre: A/B/O

Warning: Magic, Blood Magic, Knives, Incantations, Nomad Travel, Fire, Kidnapping, Soul Damage, Amnesia

Words: 3.3K

Chapter Seven

(Prev//Next) (@peanutpinet @starillusion13)

“Y/n, snap out of it!”

Yuta was shaking you, trying not to be so aggressive. He was terrified, and the bond wasn’t providing much comfort. Besides the physical pain he couldn’t feel much else from you, as if you weren’t truly awake. If that was the case then he needed to try something else. Without hesitation Yuta leaned in for a kiss, holding you close and hoping such an intimate action could bring you back to him. For a moment he could forget why he was kissing you, that is until you shoved him away.

“Yuta, what are you-”

Your own words were cut short as you felt this pain in your arms, becoming aware of all the blood on you. Panic started to overtake you, but Yuta was trying to calm you. He took your head in his hands.

“Look at me, look at me, you’re okay, you’re okay, let’s go clean you up.”

You could only offer a subtle nod, still paralyzed in fear. You could tell Yuta was trying to be calm for the both of you, but this whole situation was worrisome. As you tried to stand you wound up slipping, the floor wet with your blood and muddy. Now that you were face to face with the symbols on the ground you knew what they were, and what had happened. You didn’t voice your revelation, unable at the moment. Yuta got you back on your feet and took you into the house. By now others had woken up, the smell of blood now very prevalent in the house.

“What happened?”

“I don’t know.”

Yuta had taken you into one of the bathrooms on the first floor, getting you in the tub and starting to wash the blood off of you. Of course he didn’t have answers, and all the stares turned to you. This whole time you had been quiet but you had to speak up.

“Y/n…?”

“I… my master possessed me…”

“Excuse me?” Johnny questioned. “He did what!?”

“I was asleep so it wasn’t… bad… but-”

“Does that mean they found us?” Jungwoo suddenly asked. “We should be getting out of here.”

“No, no, possession is different. He doesn’t need to know my location, just have a strong connection with me, or use objects that are meaningful to me in order to inhabit my body.”

“The protective barrier is still up.” Taeyong mentioned. “And it’s dark out, so possessing you doesn’t give him any information about our location.”

“Which is why he was trying to break it… through me…”

“He didn’t manage though.”

“But he might have done something else… I don’t know how long he had control of me.”

“Then it’s best we leave this place.” Kun stated. “One way or another, we’ve likely been compromised.”

“I’m compromised.” You admitted. “I didn’t think he’d go as far as possessing me to find me…”

“Are you alright?” Doyoung asked. “I can’t imagine doing such a thing wouldn’t leave discomfort.”

“I’m okay… but he could do it… and I don’t think I could fight him…”

“There should be a spell in my book that can prevent that.” Taeyong said. “So it shouldn’t be a problem. Although I’ll need to cast another cloaking spell to-”

“Taeyong, you need to stop.” You cut in. “You’re not a witch, you can’t keep doing magic. I don’t even know where you got a spell book from, but you keep hurting yourself. The barrier spell you cast made you extremely ill.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not. Witches have magic in their veins, they draw power from the world around them, you only draw from yourself. As a werewolf you have power, but it’s not enough for such spells, you’re practically drawing from your own life force, you could get yourself killed!”

“And what would the alternative be? You think we could outrun witches on our own?”

“You could ask for help… the more who participate in a spell… the less of a burden you’d take on… that’s why covens are so powerful, the witches share power and protect one another. Just cause you’re the pack leader doesn’t mean you should take on all the responsibility… doing magic like that will only get you killed.”

Taeyong sighed. “And what would you suggest since you’re clearly an expert on witches and magic.”

“Uh… well, I can show you how to include others when you do magic… and I think there’s a different cloaking spell we could try… as for me… I need to cast my own anti-possession spell.”

“You can’t-”

“It doesn’t really work any other way.”

“Fine. Just clean yourself up, we’ll get back to this subject later.”

The others left, leaving you alone with Yuta once more. You had certainly been brave to talk back to Taeyong in such a manner, and now the nerves were hitting you. Speaking to your alpha like that could lead to trouble.

“You’re alright.” Yuta chuckled, sensing your distress. “You said what we were all thinking.”

“Did I?”

“We’re werewolves, yet he’s over here doing magic like some witch. It has helped us in the past, but it clearly hasn’t been good for him, especially that barrier spell. I guess he needed to hear it from our omega to listen, so thanks.”

“I guess…”

“So you learned all that stuff about magic from your coven, right?”

“Yeah, we’re taught young and learn alongside our master. Understanding the fundamentals of magic is important, as a familiar we’re a source of power for them too, so we should know what our title entails.”

“Did they ever hurt you?”

“Uh… well the branding mark from our master tends to hurt at first, but other than that, not really. Drawing magic from a familiar is a rather painless process.”

“I suppose that’s good. I don’t want to know they hurt you.”

Yuta finished cleaning you up, noting that you were healing, so you’d be alright. He went off to get you some clean clothes, wanting you to stay close. Everyone was awake and moving around the house, packing up their things and getting ready to move. You wanted to find Taeyong and get this spell book from him. He seemed a bit reluctant to hand it to you, but you were just trying to help. While everyone else was busy you skimmed through the book, looking for an anti-possession spell, as well as a cloaking one. You looked around the kitchen for ingredients, gathering everything you needed.

“Okay, since we’re gonna travel, it’s best to do an individual cloaking spell on everyone.”

“That sounds complicated.” Jaemin said.

“It’s actually not. I just need everyone to put some of their blood in the bowl, and we can all do the spell. We’ll all probably feel weird for a moment but that’s normal.”

The others followed your instructions, cutting their palms and placing some drops of blood into the bowl you had set out. You went over the spell with them, and then you began the incantation. Taeyong had wanted to take the lead but you told him you’d need him strong for something else. You set the bowl on fire, adding in a few items and everyone held hands, following you through the spell. When it ended the flames dispersed, cinching some clothes, but everyone was okay. To test things out you did a little locator spell with a map, trying to track a few of the boys but you got no results.

“You really are a witches’ familia.” Jaehyun commented. “Good job.”

“Thanks. Now for the hard part…”

“Show me the anti-possession spell.” Taeyong ordered.

“I still have to do it myself.” You turned the page. “It can’t be casted on me.”

“Why not?”

“Cause whoever casts it is unaffected. You could cast it but still be able to possess me. By doing it myself it guarantees no one else can possess me.”

“How do you-”

“Don’t you think witches cast anti-possession spells on their familiars?”

“Ah, right…”

“I’ll be fine. I just… I’m gonna be out for a while…”

“How long?”

“Just a few hours.”

“And you’ll be okay?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll carry you.” Yuta assured. “So don’t worry.”

“I know.”

You gathered a few more things and did a new spell. You certainly felt a bit off given the previous incantation, but you needed to do this one too. It was a little more complicated as you had to burn some herbs and then eat them, but you assured the others you were okay. You cut your hand once more and spilled your blood and then began the spell. It created some discomfort, but it was a sensation you were familiar with. When you finished you collapsed, Yuta catching you in his arms.

“… thanks…”

At least you had the strength to do one more thing before passing out. Everyone was a bit confused, but Yuta could understand your intentions. You had shifted, making yourself smaller and easier to carry. He picked you up, pretty much swinging you across his shoulders and carrying you like a scarf. It was kinda cute, but they didn’t have time to go around and pet you, they had to move.

♥♥♥♥♥

“Where are we even going?”

“I’m not sure.” Taeyong admitted. “But as long as we stick together I’m certain we’ll be alright.”

You remained unconscious until sunrise, a bit startled by your position but Yuta let you get down with ease. You ran around a bit and stretched before shifting back, joining the others. You insisted on carrying your own items, but Yuta refused to hand them over.

“Come on, you were also carrying me, you must be exhausted.”

“I’m fine.”

“Give it.”

“No.”

“Ugh, fine. Hand it over when you’re tired.”

“Maybe.”

You all stuck to the forest for most of the morning, making a few stops here and there. It was like a nice little trip, but no destination in mind. There were some things to scavenge for food, but also some nearby civilizations to get food from. You spent a whole day on the move before it was decided to set up camp for the night. It was nice to sleep under the stars all together. Although it wasn’t easy for you to just fall asleep. Your sleeping bag had been set out next to Yuta, but once you were sure he was asleep you carefully got up, going over to Taeyong.

“… hey… are you awake?”

“Hm?”

Taeyong smiled and let out a low chuckle, opening his eyes and giving you a questioning look. He knew you wanted to talk so he got up, the two of you stepping away from the group for a little bit.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

“What is it?”

“I know we’re kinda just on the move here but I know of this place… it’s where witches gather when they don’t have a coven, or were cast out from their home.”

“That sounds dangerous.”

“I know, but they might be able to help us, or at least give us real options here. Wolves aren’t really meant to travel around, but have their own territories.”

“And their own cubs to protect.”

“Taeyong.” You hissed, feeling your face burn. “I’m being serious here.”

“Me too, but I understand what you’re talking about. I’m sure the cloaking spell isn’t forever, and it’s only right for us to have a place to call home.” Taeyong sighed. “We can talk about this with the others in the morning, but we both need to get some sleep. Come on, let’s go back.”

In the morning you made a note of the location for Taeyong. It wasn’t exact, but he understood. Exiled witches certainly had to be careful when meeting, but there were places that existed for them to congregate. You were on the move again as soon as the sun peeked over the horizon, but Taeyong wanted everyone to eat before talking about this possible trip. You walked side by side with Yuta, holding hands and trying not to think about everything else going on. If you stayed in the moment, it was easier to get by. That is until you suddenly felt dizzy, stumbling in your steps.

“Woah, woah, I got you.” Yuta sat you down by a tree. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know…”

“It was the magic.” Renjun commented. “You did a lot of spells the other day.”

“If it was that this should have hit me sooner…”

“Hm, you’re not sick.” Yuta checked your temperature. “Did you sleep okay last night?”

“Kinda… but-”

Your words were cut short as a ringing sound filled your head. You reached up to cover your ears, but that did little to help you. When you glanced at the others you could see they were also in a similar position as you. Then you watched as the area around you became engulfed in flames. Panic started to build, and then you felt a hand on your shoulder, providing you with clarity. You slowly looked over, seeing Seungcheol kneeling down at your side.

“… master… how did you… find us…”

“My magic is in your veins, you think I wouldn’t be able to track it once it was used? You can’t really cloak that.”

“…”

“I’m sorry I let you get taken from me. It won’t-”

“No, no, stop it! This isn’t what you think!”

“What are you-”

Seungcheol couldn’t understand your pleas, but then he saw it. He reached over and pulled your shirt collar aside, revealing the bite mark. You tried to hide it but he wouldn’t let you, anger starting to appear in his eyes.

“Who did this to you?”

“…”

“Y/n.”

You couldn’t look him in the eyes, and that just aggravated him all the more. Instead he attacked the nearest wolf with fire, causing you to scream.

“Don’t hurt them!”

“They hurt you!”

“Enough!”

A loud voice filled the air, seeming to silence everything and everyone. The boys began to regain their sense as the ringing sound ceased, but they were still majorly disoriented. You looked around for the source, although you noticed four silhouettes beyond the fire, probably witches maintaining the flames. Then you saw three figures walking towards you and Seungcheol, stepping through the fire without issue. Your eyes went wide when you recognized the elders, quickly falling to your knees and lowering your head. You of all people had no business facing the elders, and you were certainly afraid.

“What seems to be the problem?” Onew asked.

“They… one of them marked her.” Seungcheol responded. “She won’t tell me who.”

“There are other means of discovering that.”

You suddenly felt a pain in your chest, screaming and curling up on the ground. Seungcheol was about to ask why such a thing was necessary but then he noticed Yuta screaming as well. Magic was used to bring over the boy, having him kneel down before the trio. The pain stopped and you could breath, Seungcheol tending to you for a moment.

“The guilty party.” Key scoffed. “I’m rather amazed the bite took. You don’t see something like that anymore.”

“What do we do now?” Seungcheol asked. “They’re bonded and-”

“Simple. We break it.”

“What!? Won’t-”

“It’s fine. Neither will have any recollection of such a thing.”

“… no…” You cried weakly. “… please… please…”

“It’s okay.” Seungcheol assured. “Everything is going to be alright.”

You were pulled up onto your knees, trying not to let the tears flow. You felt someone grab your chin, forced to meet the gaze of one of the elders.

“It’s alright little one, this will only hurt for a moment.”

“… please… don’t… I don’t…”

“Sh, just relax.”

The hand on your chin moved over to your shoulder, right over your mark. You felt a small tingling sensation, and then it grew in a burning pain. A scream was ripped from your throat, but you couldn’t get away, paralyzed in agony. Tears blurred your vision, and you found it difficult to breathe. You couldn’t describe the ache you felt in your chest, and you could barely make out the screams of the boy next to you. When it ended you couldn’t tell, the visceral pain lingering as you floated through it. You collapsed into Seungcheol’s arms, breathless sobs being choked out.

Seungcheol examined your shoulder, seeing that the bite mark was gone, but the area seemed darker than before. Still, he knew you were suffering, and he couldn’t let it go on. He placed a kiss on your head and then put you to sleep, using his magic to ease your pain. While he was at it he turned you into a cub and held you closely in his arms, worried about what the future would hold. Of course it was hard for the wolves to ignore the suffering of their own. Hearing you and Yuta screaming snapped them out of their daze. Now they were all growling at the witches, a few trying to get close to Yuta. One of the elders tossed him closer to his packmates, letting them tend to their injured.

“You won’t get away with this.” Taeyong snarled. “I’m going to kill all of you!”

“I doubt that given you won’t remember any grievances.” Minho stated. “I’d prefer to kill you, but as a favor for an old friend we’ll show mercy.”

“You won’t get any in return.”

“If you say so. While on the subject you should also be informed that your previous pack has chosen to cast you out for your actions. You can remain as nomads and find a new place to call home, all on your own. I’m sure you’ll be happy to start over.”

“Fuck you!”

“Let’s not meet again.”

♥♥♥♥♥

You inhaled sharply as you regained consciousness, snuggling against your pillow and blanket before opening your eyes. You were met with a familiar room, a sense of calm and peace spreading throughout.

“Are you finally awake?”

You glanced over to see Seungcheol entering the room with a tray of food. You happily sat up, although he told you to take it easy.

“How long was I out for?”

“Quite a while, you had me worried.”

“Sorry…”

“There’s no need to apologize. I’m sure I worried you too, but I assure you I’m fine.”

“I should have done better to protect you…”

“Dealing with hunters is always complicated, you know that.”

“Yeah…”

“What matters is that we’re both home, safe and sound. Someone has been waiting for you to wake up too.”

“Hm?”

Seungcheol gestured to the other side of the bed. You leaned over and glanced down, seeing a very familiar wolf curled up on the floor, sleeping peacefully.

“Seokmin…”

“He’s been by your side since you got here. He’s a very good mate.”

“Yeah…”

“You should eat and gather your strength. The others have been waiting to see you too.”

“Okay.”

You weren’t all that hungry, but knew you still needed to eat. Apparently you had been too loud as you suddenly heard some whimpers and looked over to see Seokmin up on his hind legs, trying to steal some of your food. You giggled and pet his head, letting him have the rest. You looked yourself over real quick, not seeing any major injuries, before shifting and following Seokmin outside. The fresh air and sunlight were very comforting. This was home, and you wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

You went along with Seokmin to find the other familiars, wanting to say hello and catch up on what you’ve missed. You were happy to see them all, but deep in your chest you felt something off, something wrong. It’s like there was this pit in your chest and you didn’t know why. It kinda hurt, and you hadn’t noticed any tears until Seokmin was whimpering and licking at your face. There was no reason to be sad, you had to remind yourself of that. It was probably just some lingering feelings of inadequacy from not being able to protect your master. The feeling would likely pass, so for now you should just focus on the good things before you. This was where you belonged, and where you were happy to be.

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what-if-nct · 2 years ago

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Nct morning after texts

Johnny: Hey, so when are you coming back over? Johnny Jr misses you. I'm just playing but for real though tonight?

Taeyong: Good Morning, I just wanted to thank you for last night. And slapping me was a one time thing. You don't have to slap me again unless you want to. Do you want to?

Yuta: So.....I came back from the doctor. Don't worry we can share antibiotics.

Doyoung: Good morning, I hope you don't mind I sent breakfast over for you. Have a great day at work. See you at dinner.

Kun: It was wonderful seeing you last night, I made reservations for tonight. I'll pick you up. Call me later.

Ten: I'm sorry my cats watched all night. I'll put them in another room next time.

Jaehyun: So when can I hit again?

Winwin: He wrote and deleted multiple messages and just ended up saying "Hi"

Jungwoo: I can't stop thinking about what you did. I never had anyone suck my balls and dick at the same time. I think I love you. I didn't mean to call you mommy.

Mark: So...uh... like....you know....sup?

Xiaojun: I know I was louder than you and I hope that didn't ruin my chances. Why were you so tight in the first place?

Hendery: Wanna come over again? We didn't finish the Scooby Doo movie.

Renjun: You left your underwear now the guys aren't letting me live in peace. You can't get them back cause Jaemin is wearing them. Just let me come over next time.

Jeno: Had fun last night, hope you aren't sore this morning.

Haechan: Your welcome for last night. I know you're probably obsessed with me now.

Jaemin: I got us both coffee I'm coming right over.

Yangyang: I'm sorry I came so fast, give me another chance.

Shotaro: I had fun last night c: I hope I get to see you again🩷🩷

Sungchan: I'm not busy this morning, lets meet for breakfast. I can't stop thinking about you.

Chenle: It'd be cool to see you again or whatever

Jisung: Uh........so are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?

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sluttyten · 1 year ago

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You In My Arms

Chapter 5: Risk and Reward

full masterlist || haechan masterlist || YIMA chapter index

summary: haechan sees lots of things he's not meant to see, but finally he sees something that has been right in front of him all this time

length: 13,971 words

tags: voyeurism, exhibitionism, slowburn, friends to lovers, masturbation, general perversion, smut

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There were moments Haechan felt like he was drowning.

With finals, working at the restaurant, searching for a job to jumpstart his career, and graduation preparations as the semester dwindles down, Haechan doesn’t have much time to do anything else. Not even his creepy perversions.

He isn’t given the chance for a repeat performance with Jeno and Jaemin, though he thinks about the night he watched them from across the room fairly often. Luckily, things continue as normal with his friends. They don’t treat him any differently except for the morning after all that.

Jeno had cornered Haechan on the front porch of the house before he left. “Don’t tell anyone about this. I know how you get, Haechan. How you were with Shotaro and his girlfriend. Now that you know about Jaemin and I, now that you’ve watched us, just keep it to yourself. Please. We’ll tell everyone when we’re ready.”

Now, that situation back in October was a bit different. Haechan had liked Shotaro’s girlfriend; his actions had been rooted in jealousy. There’s nothing like that involving either Jaemin or Jeno, so Haechan vows to keep his silence.

Sure, some nights when he just needs to relieve a bit of stress he’ll queue up the video from that night of his two friends, have a quick wank before passing out for the night, but he doesn’t get the chance to watch anyone again or even so much as eavesdrop since YangYang and his pretty girl had stopped seeing each other.

Haechan focuses on staying afloat in his life during the last few weeks of the semester. He keeps his eyes on his future, a rapidly approaching moment sitting on the horizon.

Perhaps he clings on to a few particularly happy moments — the lifesavers keeping him adrift in the chaotic sea that is those last few weeks of the semester.

He holds close to his heart the memories from the night he hangs out at the rental house playing video games and drinking (and reminiscing until they’re all crying, but they don’t talk about the tears afterwards); only him, Mark, Renjun, Jeno, Jaemin, Chenle, and Jisung were there that night, just as they had been from the start when twists of fate threw them all together here at the university.

Haechan fondly remembers snippets of moments with friends between classes: dancing and joking around with Shotaro, playing basketball with Chenle and Mark, grabbing coffees between classes with the girl he shares almost all of his classes with — the day that she almost laughed so hard her drink almost came out her nose, all because he’d accidentally smeared the whipped cream from his drink all across his upper lip.

He remembers one of those nights when the season was still fluctuating between hot days and cool, dewy nights. Several of them had gone bowling and then gone for ice cream; it was silly and felt a bit childish as they piled candy on top of scoops of ice cream, all of them talking loudly over each other and laughing until the workers at the ice cream place were glaring at them.

They’d taken their ice creams to go, sat in the park across the street even though the night had grown misty and cold. There were a few small, round tables squeezed together on a square patch of concrete, and that’s where they all sat.

Haechan found himself seated with Jeno and her. She’d spent the last fifteen minutes telling them all she really needed to be getting home, trying to convince Haechan that they should’ve both stayed at their dorms to study for the exam they had the following day. He wouldn’t be convinced of that, and had actually convinced her instead that she needed ice cream. So here they sat, laughing and eating ice cream with their friends even though the night couldn’t be more than a handful of degrees above freezing.

Xiaojun was sitting at the other table, telling everyone who would listen that his mint chocolate monstrosity of ice cream was delicious — covered in hot fudge and Oreo bits and small chunks of chocolatey mints.

Beside Haechan, she wrinkled her nose.

“Not a fan of mint chocolate?” Haechan asked.

She shook her head. “Nope. Tastes like toothpaste.”

Haechan laughed, fully in agreement. “So what did you get?” He looked at the cup of pink ice cream in front of her, the ice cream almost hidden beneath flecks of rainbow and bits of chocolate and something else. “Unicorn Shit?”

She’d glared, Jeno laughed, and Haechan reached over with his spoon to steal a bite of her ice cream before she could protest. It had been fruity — probably strawberry — with brownie and cheesecake, rainbow sprinkles and chocolate shavings. She’d stared in open-mouthed shock as he shoved a heaping spoonful of her ice cream into his mouth.

He’d gotten brain freeze from it, but it had been worth it. She was the picture of irritation with her lips pressed together and her fingers tapping on the table, and Haechan made it up to her by surrendering to her the rest of his own ice cream as he went around to sample the rest of their friends’ ice creams (except for Xiaojun’s MinCho Monstrosity.)

Perhaps it had been the mingling of all of his friends’ germs in his mouth that resulted a few days later in a brutal cold that stole his voice. It was miserable with a headache and congestion and a sore throat for days, and even after most of his symptoms were alleviated, his voice only slowly returned to him.

“Gonna kiss a prince to make your voice return, Little Mermaid?” YangYang teased him one day while Haechan’s voice was still barely more than a raspy whisper. Haechan threw himself at YangYang, trying to wrestle him and steal a kiss, which just ended up with Haechan pinned to the floor while YangYang blushed and shouted that that’s not what he meant.

It takes a few more days, but soon Haechan’s voice is almost completely returned. His voice is still fragile enough as to embarrass him by cracking like a boy freshly thrown into puberty, but that doesn’t hold Haechan back from attending a job interview for a job he desperately wanted. A position at the Neo Corporation, headed by Johnny Suh who had graduated at the end of Haechan’s first semester of university.

He shouldn’t be at all surprised when he walks in and sees her there waiting for an interview. They’ve been studying towards the same degree since the start; she also knew Johnny in that first semester. But she sits there fidgeting while waiting to be called back for her interview, and Haechan knows he should be running over the interview questions he’d been preparing, but he studies her from the corner of his eye instead.

She won’t stop fidgeting nervously, tucking a loose curl of hair behind her ear only for it to fall back in front of her eyes as soon as she bows her head forward. She crosses and uncrosses her ankles, bounces a foot, shifts her weight a little too far when she goes to cross one leg over the other and nearly loses her balance.

Haechan laughs a bit to himself when he remembers that just the night before they’d been hanging out with all their friends. They’d taken a group picture to commemorate the friendship, with everyone all together, and she’d stood right there by Haechan. He’d just simply tried to pose with her, but she’d nearly fallen over as soon as he touched her. He’d steadied her, his hand on her waist just long enough for the picture.

But that was enough.

The rest of the night he could smell her shampoo or her perfume or whatever it was. Like those three seconds of contact had been enough to get her scent all over him. It hadn’t helped when she sat down beside him to sing more karaoke songs. His voice was still a little too hoarse for him to want to damage it more by singing his heart out all night like he really wanted to do, so he’d sat there quietly all night in control of the song selections. But Haechan had wanted to sing along with her when she chose some of his favorite ballad songs.

Earlier in the night she’d made a request to sing “You In My Arms” by Yoo Jaeha, and Haechan had been stunned. He had a little bit of a history with that song, he liked it, and hearing someone sing it (and sing it fairly well) had just been really nice.

He’s still thinking of that, replaying the fond memories of the night before, when she’s called back for her interview. Not even a minute later, someone named Lee Taeyong calls Haechan back for his interview.

Turns out Mr. Lee was basically Mr. Suh's right hand man. He seemed like a cool guy, he took a quick liking to Haechan, and the interview was done pretty quickly with a job offer at the end.

Haechan floated out of the Neo Corporation’s building on Cloud Nine, and it only got better when he saw his friend exiting just ahead of him. She was smiling and glowing, her eyes alight as she tipped her head back to the sunlight.

He probably didn’t even need to ask, but he wanted her to realize he was standing behind her, so he asked, “Well, how did it go?”

She spun around, looking a little startled, but she relaxed as soon as she laid eyes on him, though she still seemed surprised to see him. He watched as her emotions painted a clear picture on her face, the way that her eyes lit up and a smile grew on her lips.

She was radiating happiness and a golden glow, like she was full of sunlight. Her hands came up to her cheeks, hiding her brilliant smile a bit as she said, “I got the job!” And wrapped in her happiness, it took a moment before her eyes went a little wide and she asked, “And what about you?”

A little smugly perhaps, Haechan responded, “I got it too, of course.”

Her little warm bubble of happiness looked inviting, and Haechan wanted to be a part of it. So he walked up to her, put his arm around her shoulders, and said, “You already know I could charm my way into anything.”

She screwed her face up, pushed a hand weakly at him as if to push him away. There’s no real force behind it, and the way that the corner of her mouth quirked up a little and she relaxed into him, Haechan knew that she didn’t really want him to move away. Even when she started walking, Haechan stuck with her, and he laughed when she light-heartedly complained, “So I’m stuck with you even after graduation?”

She didn’t sound even remotely serious. As a matter of fact, Haechan thought she might have even sounded a little bit hopeful, but that could just be him putting his own inflection on her words as they repeated in his ears.

It’s a nice feeling knowing that even when most of their friends were going to be moving away, they would at least still have each other. And that’s a certainty as they made a promise to each other standing there on the sidewalk, pinky fingers wrapped together, a light breeze blowing that loose curl of hair in front of her eyes again.

Haechan was tempted to tuck that curl behind her ear, in the same way he’d noticed her doing so many times earlier.

But he kept his hands where they were: one still tucked in the pocket of his nicest pair of pants, and the other hand busy with his pinky sealing a promise with hers.

Graduation arrives so quickly, those last couple of weeks passing by faster than he’d thought possible. And suddenly Haechan finds himself facing the rest of his life.

Before reality has to really start, Haechan and the rest of his merry band of friends galavant off to Thailand for a week. There’s a nice private rental house beside the beach, located a short walk from town, and they have nothing to do all week but themselves while they ignore their responsibilities.

Haechan finds his voyeuristic kink reawakening now presented with ample opportunities in Thailand.

First is waking up to his roommate, YangYang, humping his fist and trying to be quiet in the dark hours of predawn. Haechan watches and grows unbearably hard, but doesn’t touch himself until after he hears YangYang start snoring again, having fallen asleep in the aftermath of his orgasm.

Second, he finds someone’s phone just sitting out on a chair by the pool, and inside of whose it is, Haechan taps the screen, and he discovers whoever it is doesn’t have Face ID or a passcode, so their entire little world sits available at Haechan’s fingertips. He goes looking into their camera roll, initially with the purpose of finding out who it belongs to via selfies, but then…. A more voyeuristic curiosity takes over.

In the photo albums on the phone, he finds videos and pictures of the sort that should definitely be password protected. Faceless videos of a man jerking off, videos of twink boys riding obscene dildos, a couple videos of a petite man fucking a larger man and a few more of the petite man getting fucked from the back with big hands on his tiny waist. And then finally Haechan spots a selfie tucked there in between the sex videos and the innocent other material in the camera roll.

Renjun.

And a moment later, a selfie with Renjun kissing a man on the cheek, a pretty older man that Haechan feels like he vaguely recognizes, though he’s not sure where he might recognize him from.

He watches a few more videos — Renjun showing off a plug, pulling it out of his pretty bare hole; Renjun sitting on a guy’s lap while a big hand jerks them both off; Renjun and a girl fucking in a car; Renjun eating a girl out; the man groaning as he works out at the gym, then Renjun turning the camera down to show off the pulse in the front of his shorts as he walks over to the guy. Again, Haechan can’t help thinking that the other man looks familiar.

Either way, watching the videos makes Haechan’s dick fill out in his shorts.

He didn’t know Renjun was into guys. Sure, he’s not been with a lot of girls in the past four and a half years that Haechan has known him, but there have been a handful of girls that Haechan has heard about. There haven’t been any guys.

How many of his friends are secretly into guys?

Well, he supposes, to some of his friends, he could be counted in that number too.

Haechan returns to a video of Renjun riding a dildo, a long tentacular one with a very thin tip and a thick base. He sits out there by the poolside, watching the way Renjun sinks down on it, his hole stretching to take it all in.

He watches it probably three times (it’s a short video) before he decides he needs this video for himself. So he quickly sends it and a couple more videos — the girl riding Renjun in the car, one close-up video of a sloppy blowjob — to himself in a message, feels his phone buzz in his pocket with the notifications. He opens the videos on his phone, saves them, and then on Renjun’s phone deletes any proof of that having happened.

The third voyeuristic opportunity arrives when he catches Renjun also fucking a girl in the outdoor shower. So he’s definitely not just into guys if he’s still messing around with girls after those latest pictures and videos of him with a guy, Haechan realizes. The girl Renjun is with in the shower has her face hidden from view, her chest against the wall of the semi-enclosed shower, and Renjun fucks her from behind.

Haechan stands just outside the flimsy gate of this outdoor shower, peering through the gap where the gate came unlatched. He sees when Renjun pulls out, when the girl drops to her knees, and Haechan hears the sound of her gagging obscenely around Renjun’s cock. He still can’t see her face — can’t determine if this is a tourist or local girl or which of their friends this is on her knees for Renjun — but Haechan can see the way her hand dips down between her thighs to finger herself while she blows him, a colorful braided bracelet on her wrist flashing to catch his attention. He sees the way she squirts around her fingers, liquid dripping to the ground. Haechan hangs around only long enough to listen to Renjun groan with pleasure as he cums in her mouth, and then Haechan leaves, needing somewhere private for his own relief.

The fourth opportunity is found when he walks into the kitchen one morning to see Mark on his knees, eating his girlfriend out in front of the refrigerator, wasting all that cool air. This time Haechan doesn’t even try to hide himself, he’s too hungover to care about hiding how he wants to watch. And besides, they’re the horny couple getting it on in the kitchen; if they don’t want anyone watching, they should be more careful.

Mark pauses when Haechan pulls a chair back at the table, but his girlfriend just moans and reaches down to lace her fingers through Mark’s hair and pull him back in. Haechan fists his cock beneath the table, cumming in his pants at the same time as she cums on Mark’s tongue.

Afterwards, Mark threatens him and asks him not to mention it to anyone, and Haechan just grins and promises.

Over the week, when he’s not spying on his friends to watch them fucking, Haechan locks himself in the bathroom and watches the videos he sent himself from Renjun’s phone. Not that he wants to fuck Renjun because he doesn’t, but he just really likes watching these videos knowing that Renjun doesn’t know he has them. Plus he likes the sound of the moans, likes the way the girl’s ass bounces in that video in the car. He likes watching the end of the blowjob video to see cum overflowing Renjun’s lips.

He keeps them to himself, and just thinks about how glad he is that he came on this trip purely for his own voyeuristic pleasure.

And then, on their final day, he hits the jackpot. It’s like everyone took a horny pill that morning.

He spots Shotaro and his girlfriend cuddle-fucking in the pool. He notices Xiaojun sitting on the beach with a local girl that took an interest in him, and when he looks closer he sees her hand tucked inside Xiaojun’s shorts while her top is pulled down to expose her tits. Haechan happens upon Jaemin and Jeno jerking each other off while making out in that outdoor shower. And then they’re all drinking that night, toasting to four years of friendship, toasting to their futures, to Thailand, to the happy couples in their midst, toasting to Jeno’s cat, to Mark’s easy ability to laugh, to YangYang’s drinks, to Chenle’s cooking, toasting to everything they can think of.

The night starts to draw to a close when one of Haechan’s comments pisses off Renjun, and he leaves to head back inside. After that, the drinking continues for a little while, but everyone starts to drift away, disappearing into the house to get some sleep before they all head to the airport for their flight in the morning.

Haechan is one of the last to go to sleep that night, and he’s only slightly surprised when he goes to walk into the room he’s sharing with YangYang, but he finds the door locked. A soft moan pours out from behind the closed door.

Kicked out of his own room, Haechan tiptoes instead to the big room down the hallway where the floor has been covered in blankets all week. It’s the overflow room for the friends that there weren’t enough individual beds for and those that jumped onto this trip rather last-minute, so they didn’t get their own rooms and all had to share this one.

Only the faint glow of a small light in the corner provides Haechan enough light to avoid stepping on anyone as he searches for an empty spot.

He finds one at the far end of the room beside one of the girls.

She rolls over onto her back when Haechan lies down beside her. Her face catches the light, and at last Haechan can see who she is.

His friend and future coworker.

They’ve been here before, sleeping beside each other on a trip. Last time it was a bigger, more comfortable bed, but similar to that night, all Haechan can smell is her and something about it speaks to that coil of lust that’s always lurking in his belly.

She turns her head on the pillow, kicks her legs a little, and the blanket covering her shifts, revealing bare legs. She’s only wearing a pair of panties, just a thin tshirt that’s riding up her ribs to reveal her belly.

Haechan stares for a moment at her panties, at the tiny bow adorning the center of the waistband. He grips his pillow, his fingers itching to instead reach out and touch her. But he doesn’t because, although he might be a pervert that enjoys watching, Haechan won’t touch her without permission.

But he will look at her. At the curve of her thighs, her hips, her belly. He’ll admire the light way her lips part, the way that her hair twists around her face.

She lifts an arm over her head, sighing slightly. And then Haechan notices a braided bracelet on her wrist, one that sends his mind reeling back to a few days ago when he caught Renjun with the girl in the outdoor shower.

The bracelet is the same.

It was her?

But she’s… she’s not like that, is she?

Haechan had forgotten, but now a memory comes rushing back, months ago on that Halloween night, he’d bumped into her. She’d been dressed as an angel, and he’d called her innocent because truly he’s never heard much of anything about her sexual escapades. He knows she’s not a virgin. She’d hooked up with Mark and Xiaojun in the past. He’d never imagined she was anything other than perfectly vanilla. Just missionary in bed with the lights off. That type of vanilla.

Not the type to blow Renjun in the outdoor shower of their vacation home where anyone could see.

She’d always seemed so proper and innocent.

But maybe he’s been thinking about her all wrong, and now he’s seeing her in a whole new light.

In the present moment, she moves again. She flips over onto her belly, bringing her knee up so her leg is bent. She’s so close now that only centimeters keep her knee from touching Haechan’s side. He holds his breath to keep from breathing in more of her intoxicating perfume. Already his cock is half-hard just from the smell of her. Like he’s a fucking animal breathing in her pheromones. Not to mention his shocking realization that she’s not the innocent angel he’d believed her to be. It burns in his blood, turning him on even more to think of her now in this new light.

Damn, what is wrong with him?

He stares at her ass for a moment.

And then she makes a sound.

Well, not just a sound.

She says his name.

“Haechan,” is just a sigh from her lips. Her eyebrows furrow together a little.

Fuck, she’s awake.

Her eyelashes flutter as she takes a peek at him.

“Sorry,” he whispers, “There was nowhere else to sleep tonight. YangYang kicked me out of the room we were sharing.”

“Don’t care. Just stop staring at my ass.” She mumbles, hiding her face again in her pillow. “I’m trying to sleep.”

Haechan lies flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling. A ceiling fan slowly turns circles overhead, barely circulating the humid air of the room. He kicks his blanket off a moment later, too warm to keep it on. She shifts beside him, grumbling when his blanket lands over her feet, and she moves a little farther away.

The heat in this room is truly unbearable. Maybe it’s the number of bodies packed in here, or just the low speed of the ceiling fan, but either way, Haechan feels like he’s sweating his skin off. He yanks his shirt over his head, kicks his shorts off, and he lies there on the blankets in just his underwear. The faint air movement passes over his bare skin now, offering a tiny bit of relief, enough that he relaxes and feels himself finally being lulled to sleep.

Until several minutes later he hears a soft sound, so quiet that it could almost have been his imagination. He holds very still, listening more intently to the sound of rustling fabric, to a tiny tiny whimper.

He doesn’t dare open his eyes to take a peek, but he knows that sound. It’s the sound of someone trying to be sneaky about getting off in the room where at least one other person is.

He remembers that Mark and his girlfriend are sleeping in this room. Could be them. It’s definitely a girl.

Someone somewhere in the room coughs and moves around to get comfortable. The other sounds pause for a moment. Haechan holds his breath, waiting.

There.

A sigh.

The sound of a hand moving over fabric, slowly to avoid making too much sound, and then a soft repetitive sound of rubbing fabric. It takes a great deal of his willpower to keep from opening his eyes to take a look around the room. He just lies there and listens, trying to figure out who it is in the room that’s getting up to something.

And then a knee bumps against his leg, matching up with the hitch in the other person’s breathing.

No.

Her? The girl sleeping beside him?

She doesn’t withdraw her leg.

Again, someone coughs. Her knee presses a little more against Haechan’s leg. There’s that quiet rustling of fabric as she fucking touches herself right beside him, and he wants to look. Haechan wants to look right then more than he’s ever wanted to look before. But he holds himself back.

Why is she doing this right now? Right here? She knew he’d been awake just like ten minutes ago, so if she was going to get herself off why wouldn’t she wait a little longer or at least take it to the bathroom?

Not that he’s complaining since he definitely is enjoying it. His cock is certainly paying very close attention, and his imagination is painting a vivid image on the backs of his eyelids.

He can just picture her lying there inches away from him with her panties pulled aside to expose a wet pussy, and that little tight shirt she was wearing dragged up above her tits. His fantasy is certainly influenced by that night back in early October when she sat right beside him in the hot tub, when she sat in the clear light of the kitchen, when she was wrapped in his bedsheets with her head on his pillow. The way her little bralette and panties had been semi-transparent from the hot tub, the way her tits had looked when she was snuggled up in that bed. He’d fantasized about her then, just briefly. But now in the present he can vividly imagine, as he hears a small whimper break through her lips, that she’s lifted one hand up to play with a nipple while the other keeps plunging fingers inside her cunt.

God, is she doing this on purpose?

Did she somehow know that he’d been spying on them all this week? That he’d been thinking about all of them, that he’d spent all day closely watching his friends, that he’d been playing back the sight of her on her knees for Renjun, even if he hadn’t known it was her until ten minutes ago?

Or even more than that… she knew he’d been awake, and Haechan knows that she used to have a crush on him when they first met as freshmen. Maybe the crush isn’t as far gone as he’d thought. Maybe she is doing this now, right beside him, with the intention of him catching her in the act.

Maybe if he opens his eyes now, if he catches her, maybe that’ll go along with some secret plan she’s got. She whimpers again, and it almost sounds like a muffled name, the syllables sounding a lot like his name.

Fuck it.

He’s going to do it. He’s going to let her know that she’s been caught, see what the consequences are.

“Quiet, beautiful.”

It’s not Haechan that speaks.

Renjun’s voice is quiet, gentle yet commanding. A shock to Haechan’s system.

At last he dares to take a brief look. He shouldn’t be surprised really when he opens his eyes and sees Renjun holding himself up to look down at the woman sleeping between them. His hand is curled over her mouth, her hand is curled around Renjun’s wrist where his hand is tucked inside her panties.

Haechan’s ego deflates a bit. He’d really been hoping she was somehow putting on a show for him, but instead, it was Renjun just trying to play with her.

“Renjun, please,” her voice is so small, pleading. Her knee nudges Haechan’s thigh again. He watches through his eyelashes as she rolls her hips off the floor, into Renjun’s touch. “Someone is going to hear.”

“Then be quiet.” Renjun whispers back. “You said you wanted this, do you still? Or do you actually want me to stop?”

Haechan can tell by the way that her thighs snap together, her hips twisting as she rolls towards Renjun, her hips rocking into Renjun’s touch that she still wants this. What part of this is it that she told Renjun she wanted, though? Haechan is curious about that.

She whines, a hand reaching out to clutch at Renjun’s shirt. “Keep going.”

Fuck.

Haechan wishes he wasn’t lying on his back right now. If they look over at him they’ll know that he’s awake and listening as soon as they see the way his cock is tenting his underwear. But if he moves now he won’t be able to see, or even worse they might stop.

So he stays right where he is. He watches through his eyelashes as Renjun tips her chin to slot his mouth against hers, kissing her quiet as his arm starts moving between them. Her legs draw apart, making room to accommodate for Renjun’s fingers, for him to have more room to make her feel good. Haechan watches the way her body moves against Renjun; he listens to how she moans for him. He stares at her ass again, and he feels completely like a fucking pervert as his cock twitches with every moan she makes.

Even though he’s been watching his friends all week, he hasn’t jerked off to any of them really. But right now he wants to more than anything else. Fuck, he might even just cum in his shorts, untouched.

He can’t risk touching himself at the moment, not when he’s exposed like this. Or at least he can’t touch himself properly. But if he moves slow enough, he might just be able to get a hand to where he can lightly apply a gentle massaging pressure to his cock, and if he can just subtly touch himself, that could be enough for him. He’d once had a partner who got him to cum untouched through nipple stimulation alone, though he had been incredibly worked up at the time. But having this happen right here in front of him, so close he’s basically involved, it might just be enough for him to get off to even without properly touching him.

His challenge, if he attempts this, is just going to be cumming quietly without alerting his two friends beside him.

In the quiet of the room, every noise she makes is obvious. When her body moves, the blanket rustles softly. When she whines, even muffled by Renjun’s lips, it’s like she’s right at Haechan’s ear. And as Renjun picks up the pace in finger-banging her, Haechan can hear how wet she is, the quiet wet sounds that plunge Haechan’s imagination into a fantasy. What it would feel like to feel her around him, to taste her, to have her moaning his name while he has her dripping on his cock.

He presses the heel of his palm down against his cock, and pleasure courses through him along his spine straight around to his cock. He can’t move though, can’t roll his hips like he wants to, can’t really jerk off. He can only fantasize, listen, and watch Renjun touch her instead. But that’s okay because it’s surprisingly doing it for him, this looking and barely even being allowed to touch himself.

When she cums, Haechan watches it move through her. The way her body tightens up and loosens, the way she clings to Renjun and pushes him away. She whimpers and then he can hear her breathing, sucking in breaths as she moves onto her back.

Renjun flops over on top of her, smiling brightly as he laughs softly. “Good girl,” he teases, draping his arm across her chest. His hand — the fingers that were just inside her pussy — sits right in front of Haechan’s face.

“Fuck off,” she laughs, but Renjun doesn’t budge. She doesn’t even actually push him away, and his hand just rests there in front of Haechan’s face. He can smell her. He can faintly see her wetness glistening on Renjun’s fingers. Haechan’s fingers twitch, unable to keep from curling around his cock, unable to keep his hand from moving slightly, just brushing it back and forth over the shape of his erection as he breathes in her scent fresh from Renjun’s fingers.

Fuck.

His pleasure crests, and Haechan rolls over onto his side, his thumb stroking against the sensitive spot beneath the cockhead.

With his back to the couple beside him, as he bites down on the corner of the pillow to keep from making a sound, Haechan fills his shorts with cum.

They’re blissfully unaware.

Soon after, their breathing evens out, back to sleep. She even begins snoring quietly, and that’s the music that Haechan falls asleep to as well, forgetting entirely about getting up to clean himself up until the moment he’s abruptly woken in the morning by Mark because they’re running behind schedule for their flight home.

Haechan gets worse in his perversion.

For the first full week after their return from Thailand, Haechan can only think of her. Of that final night and the way that she sounded while Renjun touched her, the way she’d looked in that half light. It would come back to him at the strangest times, and each time he felt like a freak for getting hard over nothing but the memory of her.

It shouldn’t even be his memory.

He shouldn’t have had any part of it, but he did. And he feels like a creep, but he likes it too. He likes the knowledge of that stolen moment, the stolen memories he has from Thailand — that night, the other stolen moments of his friends, the pictures and videos he sent himself from Renjun’s phone before deleting the evidence.

He cherishes those times, and during that brief gap before his career begins at the Neo Corporation, Haechan takes any opportunity to eavesdrop or catch anyone in the act he leaps at. He doesn’t find it as easy as it has been when he was constantly around his friends all the time. He has to take it a bit public, including when he found a slightly older couple on one of the dating apps he’d downloaded ages ago, and they were interested in someone watching.

He’d watched that couple a few times until the wife wanted him to get more involved, wanted to see him one-on-one without her husband, wanted to take him out to dinner. Haechan wasn’t sure if she was trying to turn him into their sugar baby, or if she was just trying to step outside the bounds of the agreement with her husband. Either way, he broke it off with them after that.

There was a time he’d gone to see a movie in theaters alone, and an adult couple had been busy making out and getting very, very handsy down the row from him. Haechan may have touched himself to the sight, reaching his climax at the climax of the movie. There’d been a swept night riding the bus home, Haechan spotted a guy a few rows up from him jerking off.

There’d been a time Haechan, YangYang, and Xiaojun were out at a bar together, and Haechan had found a cute drunk girl fingering herself in the back alley when he stepped out to take a couple drags off a cigarette (which he wasn’t a smoker, not really, unless he was stressed and in a social situation, such as when he’s been dragged out with his friends when all he wants is to be at home jerking off). He’d gotten the cigarette from an acquaintance of Xiaojun’s, but Haechan had gone outside alone, and he stood there to watch the girl while he smoked, coughing when the smoke hit his lungs. He wasn’t used to that feeling, but it turned out he’s more than used to the warm feeling that spreads through him as he gets a hit of voyeuristic pleasure. The girl was masturbating in the alley, either unaware or uncaring that he was watching, and Haechan didn’t look away until she was finished, moaning and panting.

Haechan enjoyed watching them all.

He enjoyed when he watched back the videos he’d taken from Renjun, particularly the one in the car because although Haechan didn’t particularly care about gender, he definitely had a preference for women, and there was just something about that video in particular that piqued his interest out of all those he’d stolen. Though, admittedly, the one of Renjun sinking down on a giant, tentacular dildo had awakened a fascination in Haechan he’d previously not been aware of, sending him down a rabbit hole of tentacle hentai as well as just videos of people taking giant dildos.

And then there was the way that Haechan’s thoughts always came back to his friend, the girl he’d been friends with since they were university freshmen. The one that he’d always imagined to be innocent until he watched her cum on Renjun’s fingers right before his eyes. And he couldn’t get her out of his mind.

That truly became a problem when he finally started at the Neo Corporation, because she was there with him. Her desk was just a very short distance from his in their office.

Every time that he saw her, there he was again, right back in Thailand. Her scent tickling his senses. The soft sounds of her moans and sighs and muffled words pressed to Renjun’s palm. The way that her leg had brushed Haechan’s for a moment in the thick of it. He always thought of how badly he’d wanted to reach over and touch her too, to taste the damp glimmer of humidity gathering on her belly or at her throat.

These weren’t things he ever had thought about her before, but suddenly, he can’t seem to think of anything else when he sees her.

Unsurprisingly and somewhat unfortunately, Haechan sees quite a bit of her. They see each other at work, but also they are friends, so he sees her often outside of the Neo Corporation.

He sees her when YangYang invites their friends remaining in the city to come over to their apartment. When she curls up on their sofa and laughs around a mouthful of Chenle’s special “gourmet” ramyeon. She stretches her feet out across Renjun’s lap while she chats with Karina. Maybe Haechan should’ve been distracted by Karina since she was dressed in a favorite top of his and had been giving him fuck-me eyes since she walked in the door, but he barely spares her a second glance all night.

Instead, Haechan can only notice the way that Renjun was purposely not touching the girl touching him. Haechan can only notice how the cuffs of her jeans have risen enough that he can see frilly-edged socks against her ankle bone, and he feels fucking nuts because in a day and age when he can look at any type of porn he can imagine, he’s going wild over a glimpse of her ankles in frilly socks, like a goddamn Victorian gentleman.

He does, in fact, end up hooking up with Karina that night after all their friends have cleared out. She lingers and does all of her usual tactics of seduction, but they don’t even go all the way, both of them giving up and admitting to themselves and each other that neither one of them is who the other wishes they were.

Haechan sees his friend for the housewarming party Xiaojun hosts when he moves into the apartment right next door to Haechan and YangYang’s.

He watches as she flirts with Xiaojun up until the moment that Xiaojun tells all of them that he’s been seeing a girl he recently met. Haechan watches her shoulders slump in mild disappointment. One of Xiaojun’s culinary school friends flirts with Haechan throughout the night, but he’s just not interested in the pretty individual. Mostly because Haechan has been so close by her all night, and every time Haechan caught a whiff of her perfume he could only think of her spread thighs and those cute panties with the little bow at the waistband, of Renjun’s fingers still wet with her cum.

And again, Haechan struggled to cope with his newfound physical attraction to her. It shouldn’t be like this. They’re just friends, and after all these years — all five-ish years — it would be weird to cross that line now. Right?

Besides, she’s a perfect angel, and he’s a disgusting perv. Even if he did decide to make it clear to her that he now finds her sexually attractive, why would she want anything to do with him? If she knew the truth of the way he’s been behaving since his voyeuristic awakening, she’d never speak to him again.

At work she draws a tentative line between them. For those first couple of weeks, she pretends like she doesn’t know him as more than just a coworker. Haechan lets her play her game, until one day she finally lets slip a story to Yuta, just a funny little story about something her and Haechan had gotten into once upon a time.

Haechan had grinned at the acknowledgement, at the way her eyes went wide. The look she shot his way as he began laughing. She’d pouted and folded her arms across her chest as she leaned back in her chair to look up at Yuta and calmly say, “Ignore him. He’s a dick.” That had only made Haechan laugh harder.

Haechan does his best to ignore the way she draws his gaze inside work and outside. He decides to tuck himself safely behind the walls of his perverted interests. Getting himself off alone to videos on his phone, hoping to come across strangers in public that he can watch.

Eventually, just a few short weeks into his time at the Neo Corporation, Haechan takes his most recent paycheck, and creeps at last over the line into being an actual creep of a voyeur. In some ways, it’s just an extension of the walls he’s been hiding behind, but it’s also an attempt at chasing the high he’d felt that night in Thailand, surreptitiously getting off beside the couple who hadn’t even known he was awake to watch them.

Haechan purchases a few spy cams, and he places them around in a few different locations. Haechan knows it’s wrong, but he is truly past the point of caring anymore. The store sells the cameras in a pack of four, and Haechan knows where he wants them.

He places the first spy cam in Renjun’s bedroom when he visits Renjun’s new place. He hides one in YangYang’s room. And he even goes so far as to leave two hidden cameras in his boss’s office at the Neo Corporation.

Mr. Johnny Suh gets that special treat of having two spy cameras in his vicinity because he has a hot secretary that Haechan likes to look at, so one camera is tucked in the potted plant that sits directly across from her desk, which is technically outside of Johnny's office, but another camera is positioned actually inside Johnny's office, angled just right to get a perfect shot of her ass when she leans over Johnny's desk to give him files and things.

Plus Haechan is maybe hoping to catch them in the act. Several of Haechan’s seniors at the company gossip all the time about how they’re fairly certain that Johnny and his secretary are fucking.

Haechan, disappointingly, finds no evidence of that.

But his other cameras keep him satisfyingly occupied. YangYang, instead of pursuing the professional world of business meetings and the suit-and-tie uniform, has become a full-time bartender at a popular club, so he frequently comes home with company, which provides Haechan plenty of material to watch back, as well as giving him a visual to the sounds he often hears through his bedroom wall.

The camera in Renjun’s apartment doesn’t offer as much action, and he doesn’t witness anything more between Renjun and their friend, to his surprise. Perhaps that had really been what he was hoping to catch a glimpse of. Maybe they’d just been having fun while in Thailand, calling it quits after the trip ended. However, the Renjun cam captures many more encounters between Renjun and the handsome man Haechan had first seen in Renjun’s phone. Actually, if Haechan had to guess, judging by the number of sleepovers they have, he would say that Renjun is in a relationship with the man. He wonders when Renjun is going to introduce them all to his guy because he’s sure they would all like to meet his boyfriend, and Haechan thinks all of this even as he sits comfortably in his room, watching the footage of Renjun getting his face fucked.

He’s not yet reached the level of perversion to be peeking under skirts or peeping through windows. He just sticks to his little cameras for a while until he realizes that there’s really nothing he likes more than actually getting to witness it there in front of his own eyes. That’s the true thrill, he’s discovered. The open inappropriateness of it, that whoever he’s watching is doing whatever they’re doing in a place where he is able to watch. In a public hot tub, in a restaurant, on a college campus, in the bed across the room from him, or literally just inches away from where he’s trying to sleep.

And if the people or a person involved is someone that Haechan knows or already finds attractive? Well, that is what he likes most of all.

An unexpected opportunity presents itself to Haechan when summer turns to autumn.

The Neo Corporation company retreat means a weekend away from the city out in the wilderness at a team-building site. It’s not much to look at really. Just a main building with indoor plumbing for toilets and showers, fully equipped with electricity and wifi for team-building presentations and the like. There’s a small kitchen in there as well.

Part of the first team-building exercise is to pair a junior employee with a senior employee, to build a tent together.

Haechan is paired with Lee Taeyong. Taeyong is ranked just below Mr. Suh in the hierarchy. He’s tall, handsome, funny, and most importantly, he’s tolerant of Haechan. He puts up with — and has even joined in on — some of the hijinks Haechan has pulled at the office. And while, for the most part, his coworkers have welcomed Haechan since he joined the company in the early summer, Taeyong treats Haechan like a little brother.

After everyone succeeds in setting their tents up, the objective becomes everyone relaxing and getting drunk together for the first night of bonding.

“Gather around the bond-fire!” Johnny calls, waving his employees in around where he’s already seated. His secretary sits beside him already, smiling against her beer bottle.

Johnny leads the bonding experience, throwing out icebreakers and encouraging storytelling and drinking and eating. Haechan watches from his seat beside Taeyong as their CEO grows progressively more intoxicated. Haechan also notices the way that Yuta and Ten, the two most notorious gossips, are trying to get everyone around them drunk enough that the stories being told are more based on gossip-worthy secrets than anything else. Bonding exercises turn into drinking games as Johnny just sinks into his chair, shining happily but quietly as he drinks a little more.

One of the women had tried to get Haechan to partner up with her for the drinking games, and even after he partnered up with Taeyong, she kept offering him to share drinks with her. Unlike most people tonight, he’s not trying to get off his face drunk. Even though they’re all drinking, Haechan knows they’ll have an early morning, and besides, he just doesn’t feel like getting drunk tonight.

Especially when he looks over and spots his old friend.

She’s throwing drinks back like they’re water. Shots of whatever it is that Yuta is passing around, mixing it with beer. Haechan is in the middle of playing a game where they’ve all got a card stuck to their forehead with a famous person they have to try to guess, and he’s three rounds in, which means he’s already taken two shots and is contemplating his answer which will determine if he has to take a third, when he notices Jungwoo hovering in the seat beside her.

Jungwoo’s cheeks are rosy, eyes bright, and he won’t look away from her. Her face is flushed too, her eyes heavy, and she’s slumped in her seat, drunkenly giggling every now and then when anyone speaks.

“So, Donghyuck?” The girl who’d tried to be his partner giggles, leaning forward so her top gapes open a bit, flashing a good look down her shirt. “Who do you think you are?”

The card she has stuck on her forehead has Billie Eilish’s name scribbled on it. A few others also have pop singers. Maybe he should guess a singer too.

“Justin Bieber,” he blurts out the first name that comes to mind because at that moment he’s distracted, watching Jungwoo lean over to whisper into Haechan’s friend’s ear. A funny little feeling stirs in Haechan’s belly – a greasy feeling, like he could be sick watching the way that Jungwoo draws a laugh from her.

“Wrong!” The other woman laughs, filling a shot glass a little too full with liquor, and she walks over to hand it to Haechan, her fingers brushing his with intent as she passes it over. Haechan can see the hungry gleam in her eyes, but he disregards it.

The shot is disgusting, burning all the way down, but he doesn’t care. There’s a different heat that sits in his chest as he watches Jungwoo batted away by her with a laugh and an attempt to scoot her seat an inch away.

Haechan keeps an eye on her as the game continues.

It takes him another two rounds before he correctly guesses Bruno Mars as the celebrity on his forehead, but he doesn’t even care to celebrate. He’s watching Jungwoo brush his fingers along her arm, the way that her eyelids have sunken most of the way closed, Jungwoo leaning in to say something in her ear as her head dips.

She’s Haechan’s friend, and he can’t look away because he’s not fucking likely to let Jungwoo try anything funny with her when she’s clearly so drunk. Not that he necessarily thinks that Jungwoo has bad intentions, he also appears to be pretty drunk, but if anyone is going to make sure she gets back to her tent safely tonight, it’s going to be Haechan.

He’s the only one he trusts with her.

When she reaches for a new beer in the cooler positioned too close to her chair, Haechan stands up and walks over to her. He puts a hand on her wrist, and she blinks up at him.

“You’ve had enough, don’t you think?” He says, crouching down beside her seat. “Unless you’re trying to actually poison yourself tonight, which might be a bad idea in front of the boss.”

Her eyes move sluggishly, sticking to Haechan’s face before slowly roving around the area until she sees Johnny. He’s taking a shot while his secretary watches before she smoothly knocks her shot back too.

“Hey, you don’t have to try to keep up with everyone, if that’s what you’re doing.” Haechan taps her wrist, and she looks back around at him. She sways a little in her seat from the movement. “Lay off the drinks maybe. Try some water instead.”

She stares at Haechan. A long, deep look into his eyes that makes him want to squirm and look away. But he doesn’t. He holds her gaze until she breaks away, staring down at her hands.

She looks small and helpless, and Haechan is reminded of that time months and months and months ago on a night somewhat similar to this. Halloween. He’d been searching for a woman in a schoolgirl costume, and instead he’d found her. She had looked small that night too, and Haechan had been in a teasing mood when he found her sitting on the ground beside the building. She’d been alone, her gaze a little distant.

That had worried him a bit, had caused his teasing and cockiness to falter. He’d been concerned for her, but she’d brushed his concerns off, and he’d gone along with it. He’d made jokes and told her about the naughty schoolgirl he was looking for, and he’d left her to enjoy the rest of the party while he continued his search.

But tonight he doesn’t want to leave.

Jungwoo glances over at them, but the biting glare Haechan flicks in his direction finally pushes the older man to vacate his seat and go bother someone else.

“Can I take you back to your tent?” Haechan asks quietly.

A quiet look of astonishment passes over her features. “Excuse me?”

Haechan rolls his eyes. “You’re drunk, I just want to make sure you don’t trip over a rock and crack that pretty head of yours open, angel.”

She’d been an angel at the Halloween party. He remembers that in detail now. She’d worn a short white dress and a crooked halo, the firelight from the bonfires had glimmered off the glitter brushed over her cheeks and her collarbones and speckled across her breasts. She’d been beautiful. That night he’d been distracted, preoccupied. But he realizes now what he missed that night.

He’s since been awakened.

Even tonight as she sits bundled up in a sweatshirt and jeans beside the fire, Haechan realizes that she’s beautiful. Her eyes are shining, her cheeks glowing in the light of the fire, and that damn loose section of hair falls in front of her eyes again.

Before she can lift a hand to move the hair away, Haechan is already there.

He can feel her breath on the inside of his wrist. His fingertips brush her cheek on accident. And her hair… it’s so soft as he twirls it around his finger before tucking it back behind her ear. Her eyes flutter momentarily, and Haechan watches the shadows of her eyelashes on his cheeks. There’s a weird feeling in his chest, one that makes him sit down on his ass a little unsteadily right in front of her.

She opens her eyes.

“Fine,” she agrees. “Help me.”

Haechan does help her. He loops her arm around his shoulders, he secures his arm around her waist, and he helps her walk away — although it’s more like he’s carrying her away — from the fire back to the tent he saw her cramming her stuff inside along with one of the other women and Johnny's secretary.

She crawls inside, toeing her shoes off and then kicking them out the tent flap. She collapses on one of the sleeping bags, and then she blinks at Haechan where he remains silhouetted in the tent’s entrance. “Donghyuck?”

His brain buzzes a little with her words. His heart skips at the sound of his name. Her lips curl into an inviting smile around the carefully formed syllables of his name.

“Are you gonna watch me while I sleep, Donghyuck?”

Is that an invitation?

He can imagine it now, crawling into this tent right beside her. Snuggling up with her in this sleeping bag, bodies pressed tight together. He already knows that he would wake up hard, grinding against her ass like a horny teenage boy. Haechan stays exactly where he is, kneeling outside the tent with his head poked inside.

“Aren’t you gonna make sure I don’t choke on my puke or whatever?” She mumbles, turning onto her side.

“Do you feel like you’re gonna puke?” Haechan asks.

She squints at him in the dark for a moment that stretches out between them before she finally sighs, and says, “I’m fine. Go back to everyone else.” She waves her hand, and Haechan feels the bizarre urge to take her hand and hold onto it.

He doesn’t do that.

Instead he watches a moment longer until it’s clear that she’s fallen asleep. She starts snoring, and he takes that as his cue to leave.

He rejoins the bond-fire, sitting there staring at the flames and the sizzling and crackling of the sticks that Yuta keeps tossing in there. Haechan keeps thinking of the woman in the tent, wondering if maybe he should’ve kept her awake a little longer, if he should’ve made sure she drank water. Was she going to be massively hungover in the morning? Maybe he should’ve stayed, like she said, to make sure she didn’t choke if she threw up while passed out.

Of course, his deep thoughts are interrupted by the woman from earlier who’d wanted to partner up with him. She giggles and drapes herself onto the ground in front of him, resting her arms across his knees as she looks up at him.

“Donghyuck,” she says with a smile.

His lip curls at the sound of his proper name. “Don’t call me that.”

They’re not really friends, him and this coworker. He really only lets his friends call him Haechan. But tonight he can’t handle the sound of his name. Not when it sounds the way she just said it – the syllables slurred and blended together and not in the right voice, not from the right mouth.

She pouts at him, and when he turns his head away to strike up a conversation with Taeyong and Ten, she withdraws from the ground in front of him.

It’s not too much later that everyone starts crawling back to their tents.

Mr. Suh is camping in the same tent as Haechan and Taeyong although he had not helped them set the tent up earlier. But tonight Johnny is possibly more drunk than Haechan’s friend, so Johnny requires some mild supervision. Before the three of them call an end to the night in their tent, Taeyong and Haechan both force Johnny to drink a lot of water and take some medicine for the hangover he’s going to have in the morning.

“What were you thinking, old man?” Taeyong teases as he takes the last empty water bottle from Johnny. “You’re too old and too much of a lightweight to be drinking like this.”

Johnny just mumbles something unintelligible in response, and passes out. Haechan and Taeyong soon follow suit.

It doesn’t feel like it’s all that long later when Haechan wakes up with the sense that someone has just left the tent. He sits up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he looks around.

In the dim light, he can see that Taeyong is still asleep, but Johnny's spot is empty, and just then, Haechan also becomes aware of his urge to piss. Johnny had almost definitely woken with the same urge since he’d been force fed so much water before falling asleep, not to mention all of the other drinks he’d consumed.

Unable to deny that his bladder is full, Haechan can’t just fall back asleep, so he follows Johnny back to the guest house or team-building center of their site. It’s got the bathrooms, a kitchen, and even a wifi center.

Haechan enters the building, and he does indeed find Johnny also relieving himself, but he also finds him surprisingly sober and claiming that he’s gonna do some work now that he’s up.

“That’s crazy, sir. It’s still dark. We should both just go back to sleep.” Haechan looks at the time and it’s still really early. The sun won’t be up for another two hours at least. There’s still plenty of time to sleep before they all need to be up.

Johnny just sits down at one of the tables, producing his laptop from somewhere. “Go back to sleep. I can’t sleep anyway.”

So Haechan bids him goodnight, and he starts to head back to the tent.

He hasn’t yet made it all the way back to his tent when he glances backwards and sees someone else walking towards the guest house. They don’t seem to notice Haechan at all, and it’s only when the figure approaches the guest house with the light pouring through the uncovered windows, that Haechan realizes that the person is Johnny's secretary.

What’s she doing sneaking into the guest house? All the rumors and gossip among his coworkers flood into Haechan’s mind right then. Is she why Johnny was really staying up? Why he’d been so quick to send Haechan away?

Naturally, Haechan can’t deny his curiosity, and he sneaks back towards the building. He crouches down outside the window, and he peeks inside.

The secretary emerges from the bathrooms and takes a seat beside Johnny. Maybe this isn’t worth it. Watching them. Maybe there’s genuinely nothing going on between them, and Yuta and Ten are just gossips for no reason. But still Haechan lingers, he waits patiently, and it pays off in the end.

Haechan watches the tension build between them, watches as the walls and rules begin to crumble, and then with absolute delight, he witnesses the moment when Johnny gives in and kisses his secretary. Maybe things weren’t happening between them before, but Haechan is glad to sit here and watch the rumors finally spark with truth. He sits there outside the window, his hand creeping into his lap as the secretary moves to sit in Johnny's lap.

Haechan watches Johnny get handsy with her. He watches the way she arches and grinds on their boss. Haechan jerks off, hiding there between the window and a row of bushes, watching when Johnny slides a hand up beneath her shirt, getting a handful of her tits.

Unfortunately, they move things to the showers, which cuts off Haechan’s access to the show unless he wants to go back inside the building and risk them noticing that he’s trying to watch. So instead he stays crouched outside the window and finishes jerking off into the bushes, and he cums and it feels so damn good to let out that release.

He’s gone before they emerge from the showers. He sneaks back to his tent, and slides into his sleeping bag without Taeyong even waking.

But now he knows with certainty that something is happening between the hot secretary and Mr. Suh.

His cameras in the office might be of some use.

Within days of their return, Haechan is delighted to find that the hook-up between their boss and his secretary was not just a one night mistake on their company retreat. He captures it on the camera when Johnny invites her into his office for sex. And then he captures a lot more than that too over the following days and weeks.

He doesn’t share it with anyone. Keeps all knowledge of the secret relationship to himself, enjoying playing the voyeur. He’s always got his eyes peeled while at the office or while watching the recorded footage from the safety and comfort of his bedroom. The cameras are getting their usage now since Haechan watches them every chance he gets, searching for anything, watching the cameras back once he’s home to see if he missed anything in the day.

One evening when he’s watching the cameras back, he catches Yuta dropping by the desk of Haechan’s friend just to smile at her and touch her arm, and for a moment his chest burns with this strange sense of jealousy. He’s pleased when a few days later, Yuta keeps on his side of the office, staying far away from her and Haechan’s desks. He’s even more pleased to notice that Jungwoo keeps his distance now as well since after their company retreat.

Still, Haechan watches the cameras, searching for and catching those little glimpses through footage of Johnny and the secretary, keeping it all to himself. But he does drop little hints through teasing comments every now and then. He doesn’t have the good fortune to walk in on them anywhere, though a giddy Ten drops by Haechan’s desk one afternoon to tell him how he walked into the break room and found Johnny and his secretary standing oddly close and moving away from each other quickly when they noticed him.

“Okay, and?” Haechan had asked as he clicked through his emails. “Is that supposed to be proof of something?”

Haechan wants tangible proof right before his eyes. Not grainy camera footage of Johnny fondling her tits. Not a whispered rumor of them standing a little closer than maybe is normal in the break room. He wants something that truly speaks to his voyeuristic desires.

And finally, just days after that, Haechan gets his chance.

He’s had an unofficial meeting scheduled with Johnny since two days ago. Haechan checks his spy cameras through an app on his phone, perusing quickly while he uses the restroom before the meeting, and he quickly discovers something fascinating: Johnny's secretary isn’t sitting at her desk, but when he checks the camera in Johnny's office, she’s nowhere to be seen either.

She still isn’t sitting at her desk several minutes later when Haechan arrives for the meeting.

He knocks on the closed office door, and after a moment Johnny calls out, “Come in!”

Haechan enters the office to see Johnny just sitting behind his desk. He closes the door behind him, and as he approaches the desk, Haechan says, “Your secretary isn’t at her desk.” Honestly, he’s full of curiosity as to where she could be. He glances quickly around the room, but sees no sign of her. “I would’ve had her let you know I was coming in, if I’d seen her. She seems to be sneaking away from her desk a lot lately.” Sneaking around with Johnny, of course, but he doesn’t want Johnny to know that he knows that. Haechan chuckles a little before saying, “I swear every time I’m in the break room, she’s in there too. Maybe you should punish her, sir.”

A look of… something crosses Johnny's face. Not quite surprise, but something akin to it. Just as quickly, the look vanishes, and Johnny laughs. “Is she away from her desk too often or are you, Haechan?”

Damn. Got him there. “Maybe we both are. Forget what I said about punishment.”

After that, conversation turns quickly to the reason for Haechan actually being here. Business and work and boring shit; Haechan is giving Johnny a report. Johnny is pretty quiet while Haechan talks, so when Haechan notices his boss’s face becoming red very quickly, he has to inquire about if Johnny is feeling well. And a few moments after that, a loud thump sounds beneath the desk at the same moment as Johnny jumps.

“Ah, shit!” Johnny curses, and he spins his chair around, rubbing at his leg. “My damn knee. You’re lucky you’re too young for joint pains.”

Haechan doesn’t buy it for a second, so he knows it doesn’t sound authentic when he laughs. “You’re not that old, sir. And I’ve got my own aches and pains, I understand.” Of course, Haechan’s aches and pains tend more towards the ache in his dick while he’s being a voyeur.

He watches Johnny closely before looking back down at Johnny's desk. Is she under there? Is that why he’d not seen her on either of the cameras? Why Johnny got red-faced and made that thump beneath the desk?

As Johnny turns his chair around and slides his legs quickly back beneath his desk until the edge of the desk is creasing his tie, Haechan stares down at the floor. There’s another small thump, quiet enough that Johnny doesn’t even seem to notice this time. But Haechan notices.

He also notices the glimpse of a few fingers peeking out from the gap between the bottom of the desk’s backing and the floor. A pinky finger and parts of two more splayed on the floor before disappearing once more beneath the desk. Haechan lifts his gaze to Johnny's face, but Johnny is staring down at the surface of his desk, and in that moment Haechan watches his boss’s gaze transform into one of lustful hunger.

“You can go now, Haechan.” And just like that he’s dismissed with the promise of this conversation continuing at a team meeting tomorrow. Which, if he’s being given the opportunity to make his report in front of the whole team, that’s actually pretty exciting, so Haechan thanks Mr. Suh, but he can’t resist leaving one last teasing comment as he stands up, “I would ask if you want me to leave a copy of my report with your secretary, but she’s probably still in the break room, right?”

Johnny's laugh and voice are both strained when he says, “You can just leave a copy on her desk. I’m sure she’ll know what it is.”

Yeah, of course she will since she’s listening in on this conversation, probably with her mouth full of Johnny's cock.

He should get back to work, but instead Haechan ducks into the restroom, into a stall, and he pulls his phone out.

Ah, there it is.

Johnny has his secretary bent over his desk, her skirt pushed up around her hips. Haechan fists his own cock, jerking off hard and fast while he watches them go at it. He watches as Johnny pulls out and shoots stripes of cum across her ass, as he smacks his cock against her ass and smears the cum around. Haechan closes his eyes and plays it all back in his mind, and he jerks off over the toilet until his belly tightens, cock twitching as he cums into the toilet bowl.

He gives it a few minutes for his erection to fully subside and for his heartbeat to return to normal. He flushes the toilet, washes his hands, and heads back out into the office. The secretary is sitting at her desk, tucking her hair behind her ears, her cheeks slightly pink.

How long can they possibly hide this secret relationship from everyone?

“Don’t you think something is going on?” Ten asks later that evening over drinks. A few of them have gone out tonight, for dinner and drinks and gossip. “I know we don’t have proof, but I really think….”

Ten trails off, sipping at his drink.

Haechan’s old friend from school glances over at him with a smirk, and he wonders if she’s thinking of Shotaro and his girlfriend; their friends that were friends until they were something more, and they kept it hidden from all of them for quite some time. Haechan was the only one who knew about it then, just like right now, he’s the only one that knows that Mr. Suh is indeed fucking his secretary.

Ten never gets a satisfactory response from any of them that night, and he’s still grumbling about it as everyone parts ways. Yuta and Taeyong sling their arms around Ten’s shoulders, dragging him along with them towards the parking garage they’d parked in. Haechan is about to go that way as well, not because he’s parked there — he doesn’t have a car actually — but because YangYang’s bar is located in that direction, and his roommate could just give him a ride home.

But then he sees his friend turning off to head in the opposite direction from where they’re all heading.

Her shoulders are hunched against the chill, her bag held against her chest as she starts walking off down the dim street.

Haechan’s heart inexplicably lurches in his chest. She’s not really going to walk alone through the city, is she? She’s been drinking, it’s dark and late, and she’s alone. A dozen dark scenarios pop into Haechan’s mind, and before he knows it, he’s jogging to catch up with her, calling out her name.

She twists to look over her shoulder at him, and Haechan’s heart gives another inexplicable lurch. A buzz that shoots from his chest down to his fingertips and toes. He fights the urge to reach out to her as soon as he comes up beside her, struggles to contain the urge to tuck that stray curl of hair behind her ear that always seems to fall into her face. The wind blows just right, and several strands of her hair flutter against her cheeks.

Haechan clenches his hand into a fist, tucking it into his pocket. “Can I walk with you?”

She looks surprised at his offer, but to his delight and relief, she agrees.

She’s only walking to her bus stop at the end of the block, as it turns out. A short walk, but he’d still feel better about it if he accompanied her. He'll walk her there, wait with her, and Haechan knows that even if he has to wait for a bit, he’ll still have plenty of time to then walk back the opposite direction to YangYang’s bartending job before his roommate clocks out for the night. And even if Haechan misses out on the chance for YangYang to give him a ride home, Haechan would much rather make sure that she gets safely to her bus that’ll take her home.

“Well what do you think?” She asks out of nowhere as they start walking. For a moment the city sounds filter into the silence between them, and then she elaborates, “Think they’re fucking?”

Oh. Johnny and the secretary. Haechan laughs, shoving his hands deep into his pockets. “Yeah, they absolutely are.”

“You sound so certain.” She bumps her shoulder against his, and Haechan wonders if she’s just doing it as a friendly little nudge or if she’d drank so much that she’s just a little bit off-balance. “Why?”

Again, Haechan laughs, shrugging. “I have my reasons.”

Now she laughs too, grabbing onto Haechan’s arm as they reach the bus stop, and he swears his fingers go a little numb. Not because she’s holding on so tightly, but because his brain short-circuits when she touches him.

Haechan looks around at the people waiting at the bus stop. There’s an old lady, a weary looking man in a worn suit, and a young mother with a sleeping baby already waiting at the covered bench. Haechan stands there a few feet away from all of them, letting his friend hold onto his arm, trying his best to keep from sinking into her warmth.

It’s a little chilly tonight, so she shivers a bit, snuggling against his side.

He looks down at her. He really looks at her. He admires for a moment the way that the lights of the city at night shine on her. Her eyes are so reflective tonight, shining like stars. The colors of the nearby traffic lights color her cheeks in a myriad of blended colors.

She looks so pretty, and his heart stumbles a little bit in his chest again for the third time in the past ten minutes.

Either he’s experiencing heart troubles or….

He looks quickly away from her, staring out across the street, trying to erase the image of her from his mind. Trying to calm the fluttering of his heart.

What is going on with him? Is he actually sick or something?

He hasn’t had any feelings like this in a long time. Not since before he’d given up on crushing on or intensely lusting after Shotaro’s girlfriend. Not that this is a crush, because that would be ridiculous.

They’ve been friends for years and it’s never progressed anywhere beyond just friends. Yeah, they’ve shared beds platonically, and there was his voyeuristic habits providing him with some good material of her. Maybe it was just that; that’s the source of these strange feelings that absolutely are not a crush. Seeing her in a sexual way has just confused him; he’s thinking with his dick, not his heart. And tonight he’s just… he’s just horny or something, and that mixed with the drinks mean that he’s just thinking extra hard with his dick, not that his heart is fluttering because she’s standing so close and holding him while she smells so nice.

She squeezes his arm again, and his heartbeat leaps in response. Again.

Damn it.

Does he like her? Actually?

“I feel like you see a lot of things that other people don’t, Haechan.” She speaks suddenly, her voice quiet as the words are meant just for him. “I think you keep a lot of secrets. You can share secrets sometimes. I have secrets too. We could trade.”

Haechan looks down again, meeting her eyes as she rests her head on his shoulder. It shouldn’t make his heart beat as fast as it does. They’re just friends. Just friends and coworkers. Even as he tries to convince himself of that fact, he can hear and feel the lie. Does she know? Is she trying to get him to confess these feelings that he’s only realized he has about a minute or two ago?

“Can’t you just share the secret of how you know with absolute certainty that Johnny and his secretary are fucking?” She wheedles.

Ah. Of course. He’d forgotten they were talking about that. Of course that’s what she meant.

That secret.

Even with their history which stretches back nearly five years now, Haechan doesn’t think he can share with her the secret of why he knows their boss is fucking his secretary. How do you tell someone that you’re a fucking voyeur?

“I don’t think you want to know my secrets.” Haechan turns his head away, choosing to stare at the graffiti on the clear walls sheltering the bus stop’s bench. “You wouldn’t look at me the same.”

She snorts. “I don’t know about that, Lee Donghyuck.”

God, he likes the way she says his name. He watches her lips, wondering when she’ll say his name again.

“Maybe I have secrets that would make you look at me differently,” she says. Haechan doubts that anything she could tell him would make him think differently of her, and the look he sends her way surely says that, but she smiles and tilts her face up. “Maybe I could tell you a thing or two that would make you finally see me as less than a perfect angel.”

Like what? Like her and Renjun fucking in the shower in Thailand? Her and Renjun messing around in the dark two inches away from him? If she wants to share those secrets with him, Haechan would be glad to hear them.

“Alright.” Haechan doubts she has any truly dark, dirty secrets that he doesn’t already secretly know, but if she wants to play this game, he’s eager to hear what perspective-altering secrets she might have to share with him. But learning her secrets means sharing some of his own, and the thought of that kind of scares him. He shrugs her off his arm right as her bus pulls up. “Not tonight. though. Let’s keep our secrets just a little while longer.”

“Promise?” She asks, lifting a hand up between them, her pinky finger extended to him.

Haechan pauses.

He doesn’t really want to tell her that he’s a disgusting perv. She’s really going to think he’s so gross. She’ll want nothing to do with him anymore, and given the way that his heart keeps jumping, he’s not so sure he could survive her cutting contact with him. He can’t tell her the truth. He can’t promise her this, can he?

But he looks into her eyes, and she’s just fully alight with excitement. There’s a separate promise in her eyes, a vow that she won’t hate him for what he’s going to tell her someday.

And then, lastly, she says, “Donghyuck?”

Haechan nods jerkily. He joins his pinky finger with her. This is the second promise he’s made to her like this. This, and the promise that they’re in this together. Friends and coworkers and teammates that have each other's backs. So he makes this promise.

“I promise, angel. We’ll trade secrets and truths someday soon.”

She drags their bound hands towards her face, and she smacks a kiss against the back of Haechan’s hand.

Before he even has the time to register or react to that, she’s already dropping his hand and walking away.

He’s simply stunned. Reeling a bit with the ghost imprint of her lips tingling on the back of his hand.

She smiles over her shoulder at him as she walks towards the idling bus, and his heart does these dumb little leaps and swirls in his chest.

Fuck.

Yeah, that’s a familiar feeling. One he hasn’t felt in a while.

She walks away, straight towards the bus without looking back at him, and for some reason he can’t stand the thought of her leaving tonight without him catching one more look at her face.

“Text me when you make it home!” Haechan calls out right as she places her foot on the first step up into the bus.

She looks.

Just a quick turn of her head.

She just waves and then hops on board.

Haechan waits right there, shivering alone in the cool, damp night air, watching her until she’s sitting down.

Fuck. He really…

She peeks out the window and catches him still looking. Her eyes and nose crinkle from her smile.

Another wave, a little smile.

He’s fucked.

That’s what the feeling in his heart and his belly are telling him. Totally and completely fucked because somehow, someway, after years of being friends with her, he’s developed feelings that are quickly racing towards the ridiculous notion of being in love with her.

In love? Did he really just think that?

God dammit. Is he in love?

Haechan walks away.

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a/n: Haechan finally realizing and acknowledging that he has feelings for her?! A monumental step for this guy, honestly.

Of course, the bits with Johnny and the secretary are inspired by the events in workplace (mis)conduct if you'd like to check that out

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