#wayv sicheng x y/n

[solaris-amethyst]

💫Just Us💫

✨Pairing: Sicheng x gn!reader ✨Prompt: You get tickets to Sichengs performance and he takes you on that date after it like he promised! ✨Word count: 1.1k ✨Genre: non idol au, first date, fluff, ☀️Authors note: Part 2 of this one shot. This one is dedicated to @mistinception who hoped that mc would get the ticket🫶🏻 It's rather short, I would have wanted it to be a bit longer but couldn't for the life of me figure out a way to make it longer that made me happy with the outcome😭

You had scoured the internet for a ticket to Sichengs performance at the local theatre, he was playing Prince Charming in Cinderella and from the pictures you had seen of him in costume he looked absolutely incredible.

You had texted him some days before that you were coming to see him on this day and he had been so happy to hear that you would come to see him. He had told you he'd make sure to find you in the crowd even tho he wouldn't be able to wave from the stage he still wanted to look at you from time to time he had written.

On the day you were walking towards a flower shop in town, you had been there before a few times when the occasion had risen to buy yourself some flowers and today was a new occasion to buy some.

But this time they were for Sicheng and not for you.

You had spent a good 45 minutes in the shop, walking back and forth between the rows of different flowers until you had finally settled on a bouquet of red roses. It felt right to give someone performing on stage. After paying for them you hurried to the local theatre, showcasing your ticket once there and went to the right place and took your rightful seat.

Eventually the play started and Sicheng just took your breath away on stage. He was captivating in everything he did, every emotion, every line was delivered with such passion and conviction that he touched you very deeply.

By the end of it you had been in tears, applauding for quite some time before you went out to wait for Sicheng to come out. Clutching the roses so you wouldn't lose them as you went out to the spot you had texted him earlier about.

Roughly 15 minutes later Sicheng had come out and once he saw you he came towards you with a smile.

"There you are!" He said, happiness evident in his voice as he looked at you.

"Here! These are for you!" You tell him handing over the roses which you had hidden behind your back once you spotted him.

"For me?!"

"Yes you! I wanted to give you something! You were amazing up there Sicheng! Truly you moved me to tears at one point."

"No way! I made you cry??" "Yes but that's because you're so good at what you do." You told him, you could see his ears turn red from your praise as he tried to avoid your eyes and his smile turned shy.

"Come on, I got a place we can go and get some drinks and food at." He says before offering you his hand which you take allowing him to lead you to the little cozy bar he's found for the two of you.

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The two of you had gotten seated and had your drinks and some small dishes to share. Sicheng had managed to get you two a quiet corner so you wouldn't be bothered by others on your date.

"So you liked the play i'm guessing?"

"Of course I did! It was amazing and you did such a good job." You tell him eating some of the chips you had ordered.

"I found you in the audience you know, I even dedicated one song and speech to you by looking mostly at you." He confessed

"So I didn't imagine when I felt you were singing and talking to me at certain points!" You say giving him a light smile.

He nods giggling a little as he takes a sip of his drink. You two end up talking about everything between the sun and the moon and eventually you two found a common hobby which was knitting and crocheting small animals.

"I'm a beginner at both knitting and crocheting so I'm not very good you know." He admitted scratching the back of his neck gently

"I'm pretty good, I've made some animals! Here let me show you!" You take up your phone and show him some pictures.

"Those are adorable!" He gasps staring at your screen with big eyes.

"You have to teach me someday how to make one!! I wanna be able to make cute little animals too!" He says looking at you with big round eyes and a little pout.

"I can teach you I promise! That can be our next date if you'd feel up for it." You say and he nods happily and it makes you warm in the chest thinking about how he wants to go on a second date with you.

Which you had secretly hoped he'd wanna do.

"Did you know that my friends really wanted to come and follow us on our date today?" He asks.

"No I did not know that. Why?" You questions curiously.

"Well Ten, Yangyang, Dejun and Henry are all really noisy and wanna know everything. Plus they stated that I never go out with others and they really wanted to know who could have captured my attention. Luckily I had Kun on my side when I told them that no, they could not follow us around in fake mustaches and poorly worn wigs just because they wanted to." He rants and you laugh at the comments about wigs and mustaches

"Were they gonna have those newspapers with holes cut out in them so they could stare at us as well?"

"Ughhhh probably. They can be idiots sometimes but you know they're my idiots so it's fine. I know they mean well when they say things like that. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if Kun actually wants to join in on the shenanigans but feels to bad that he won't do it."

"They sound like lovely people you know. You look really happy talking about them." You say with a smile.

"Yeah I think you'd get on well with them if I were to introduce you to them in the future. But for now I wanna be selfish and have you for myself a little bit longer." He said with a wink causing you to snort.

"Well then, I'll allow you to keep me for yourself for a bit longer then."

The two of you continued to chat and laugh the night away. And by the end of the date you two had already decided on which day date number two would happen and where.

What the two of you failed to see when walking home were the four people in poorly worn wigs and fake mustaches hiding, not very well might I add, in some bushes snickering to themselves as they saw their friend being cute and cuddly with the person who had clearly captured his attention a few days ago.

[winwintea]

eternally yours

PAIRING ↬ idol!winwin x idol!reader

TAGS ↬ fluff, romance, anniversary, marriage proposal, established relationship, idol au, winwin loves flowers, random sm trainee helps winwin sort his shit out, jaehyun deals magic potions because i said so, technically fantasy au for that, no explicit content but they get VERY intimate at the end, ww calls y/n 'good girl' once bc i'm me, my obsession with hands also seeps through...

SUMMARY ↬ roses are red, violets are blue, sicheng prepared 108 roses for your anniversary, what shall you do?

WORD COUNT ↬ 3.1k+

AUTHOR’S NOTE ↬ HAPPY WINWIN DAY. i have been working on this fic for a while only because i wanted it to be absolutely perfect. i don't think it's good enough yet, but i hold myself to a higher standard when writing fics for my favs. it's shorter than i wanted it to be too i'm sorry 😭😭 it's wayyy harder cause ww is my ult, but i hope i still do him the justice he deserves, his content is so scarce on here... also sherlisa is a sm trainee that i randomly included for fun lol. lowkey forgot about sm's new girl group until hybe brought it back up again. how is hybe more obsessed with sm groups than me?

SICHENG WAS OVERTHINKING THINGS.

He’d been working non-stop, but he couldn’t deny his mind had drifted—right to his anniversary with you. He’d overheard you talking with one of your friends about how excited you were, how much you were looking forward to it. He wanted to make it perfect, something that would make you happy. Dinner reservations were easy, but they didn’t feel like enough. Should he get a gift? Plan a whole day out? Come up with something else that might be truly memorable?

Lost in his thoughts, he didn’t even notice when his bandmate, Kun walked in and took a seat across from him, observing him with a hint of amusement.

“Sicheng?”

Blinking, he looked up, a bit surprised to see Kun there. “Huh? Sorry, what did you say?”

Kun just laughed, shaking his head. “Not much. Just that it’s rare to see you this distracted unless you���re really deep in thought.”

“Yeah, maybe…” Sicheng rubbed the back of his neck, trying to brush it off. He didn’t want Kun reading too much into it.

“Lately, it’s like you’re in another world. Everything all right?”

“Yeah, of course…” Sicheng answered a little too quickly, trying to sound casual.

Kun just smirked at him. “You sure? I mean, there’s no comeback, no new schedules, and you’ve been back from China for a while. So the only thing I can think of is…Y/N.”

Sicheng let out a wry chuckle. Kun knew him too well. It was true; every free moment, his mind drifted back to you, to your anniversary, and to how he wanted to surprise you. He hadn’t expected one person could so easily take over his thoughts, filling him with the urge to make every moment with you special. “Alright, maybe you’re right,” he admitted, a slight smile tugging at his lips. “I just…want it to be perfect.”

“Why don’t you just ask her?” Kun pointed out. 

“I’ll try I guess.” Sicheng knew it was a bit silly, but he couldn’t deny how much he’d changed since meeting you. 

After wrapping up work, he headed home, the excitement building as he approached your room. Seeing you lying comfortably in bed, he slipped in quietly and sat beside you, gently brushing his fingers through your hair.

“Y/N…is there anything special you want to do for our anniversary?” He tried to keep his voice casual, hoping to hide just how much he’d been agonizing over it.

You looked up at him with a small smile. “Honestly? Just spending the weekend together sounds perfect. It’s been a while since we did that.” There was a slight hesitation in your voice, as if you didn’t want to ask for too much.

“You don’t have to hold back,” he said softly.

You shook your head, reassuring him, “I mean it, Sicheng. You’re always working so hard; I just want you to rest.”

Sicheng’s eyes softened. If there was ever a time for you to ask for anything, it was now, your anniversary of all days. Reaching out, he brushed the backs of his fingers along your cheek, your smile putting him more at ease. “Honestly? Seeing you smile is what makes me relax when I’m tired. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make that happen.”

He thought back to when your relationship had first become public, some fans were supportive, some fans were not. The two of you saw some of your worst days, the only people to depend on for support was each other. But through it all, you’d both stayed strong, and now here you were, closer than ever.

“Besides, I can rest anytime,” he murmured, as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer.

You chuckled and leaned forward, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Well, I’m really happy that I can help you relax.”

Seeing the happiness on your face, he made up his mind—he’d plan something extraordinary for your anniversary, something that would bring that same beautiful smile to your face, even if you hadn’t asked for it.

—

The next morning, as Sicheng watered his plants, he found himself lingering by the peonies, their delicate petals reminding him of you. Maybe a bouquet would be a sweet anniversary gift? It wasn’t flashy, but it was heartfelt, and he couldn’t help but picture the smile it might bring to your face. As he absentmindedly watered the flowers, his thoughts drifted back to last night. You’d tried to be considerate, downplaying any big celebration just so he could rest. But he wanted you to feel comfortable expressing what you really wanted, even if he had a surprise up his sleeve.

That afternoon, after another agonizing day at that entertainment company, Sicheng made his way to a cozy flower shop owned by a friend’s family. The warm, fragrant air and the sight of bright blossoms felt like a haven from his hectic schedule. A new part-timer greeted him. He immediately recognized her as the new Thai-Chinese female trainee Ten had introduced to her a while back. Sherlisa. That was her name. With a smile, she asked what he was looking for.

“You want a bouquet of roses?” she asked, a curious smile forming from her lips. “That’s a little unexpected.”

Sicheng nodded, almost shyly. Meeting someone from work outside of work hours was awkward for him, especially it being a 19 year old trainee. He was glad dispatch had laid off his back for a while, since he hadn’t seen anyone following him around lately. “It’s for our anniversary. I just… I want Y/N to know what she means to me.”

Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Oh, so you mean you’re ready to tell her you’re madly in love?”

Sicheng chuckled, glancing down at the counter. It was more than that, though. His thoughts returned to you, the way you’d changed his life without even trying. "My life already belongs to her," he murmured softly, more to himself than anyone else.

When he looked up, Sherlisa’s jaw had dropped a bit. “Damn boy, I knew you were whipped, but I didn’t think you were that whipped. If you’re serious about what you just said then that’s pretty much a proposal.”

“A Proposal?” He’d been so absorbed in the idea of making you happy that he hadn’t considered that. But now that it was out there, the thought settled in his heart with unexpected warmth as he started reflecting over his feelings.

“You want to live your life for her, right?,” Sherlisa added knowingly. “So maybe… make it a bouquet she’ll never forget?”

He could only smile, the decision suddenly clear. “Yeah… you’re right.” Picturing you in his mind, his heart swelled with certainty. Yeah, that’s basically what he wanted to tell her, yes. Ever since the two of you became a couple, his feelings for you have just grown stronger inside of his heart. 

“Sherlisa,” he said, his voice steady and sure. “I need to change the number of roses in that bouquet.”

—

That night, Sicheng found himself outside your room again, his heart beating a little faster than usual as he knocked. 

You smiled at him as you opened the door. “What’s up, Sicheng?”

He cleared his throat, trying to keep his composure. “I wanted to invite you out on a date.”

Your eyes widened, a flush creeping up your cheeks. “A date?” You sounded a little surprised, and it was so endearing that he had to resist the urge to throw his arms around you right then and there.

“Yeah… how about this? We’ll meet in front of SME on our anniversary, and then head somewhere special.” He hadn’t worked out every detail yet, but he had some ideas—something that would make this a night to remember.

“That sounds amazing,” you replied, a bit of hesitation still in your voice. “But… are you sure you’re not too busy?”

He gave you a gentle pat on the head, watching as your smile softened. “Don’t worry. I’ve made sure there’s nothing that could keep me from you that day.”

“All right, then! I’m excited already,” you said, beaming up at him. But, truth be told, it was him who could hardly contain his anticipation.

Leaning in close, he brushed his lips near your ear, his voice dropping to a warm murmur. “And make sure you don’t have any other plans that night, either.”

“O-Of course,” you stammered, your cheeks turning even pinker. Despite how long you two had been together, his spontaneous displays of affection always seemed to catch you off guard.

He smiled, brushing his lips over your flushed cheek in a quick, sweet kiss. “Good night, Y/N,” he whispered, pulling back reluctantly. As he turned to leave, a rush of excitement filled him, and he couldn’t help feeling excited about your anniversary already.

—

The next night, Sicheng made his way to a quiet pub tucked away from the bustling city. It was the kind of place he only went to for close friends— and this one he hadn’t seen in a while. As he entered, he spotted Jaehyun already waiting at the bar, nursing a drink and giving him a casual nod.

“Thanks for meeting me,” Sicheng said, sliding onto the seat beside him.

Jaehyun chuckled. “Anytime. Besides, I needed a night out myself.” He reached into his bag and handed Sicheng a small, glass vial filled with a clear, shimmering liquid. “Here’s the…potion, chemical—whatever you want to call it. If you put it on the flowers, they’ll stay fresh and won’t wilt forever.”

Sicheng took the vial, a wave of relief washing over him. “Thanks, Jae. Really.”

Jaehyun glanced at him curiously, eyebrows raised. “I’ve gotta ask…what’s with the magical flower potion request? You’re usually not the type to go all out on that kind of thing.”

Sicheng hesitated for a moment before taking a steadying breath. “I’m going to propose. To Y/N.”

Jaehyun’s eyes widened, nearly spilling his drink. “Propose? As in, marry?” He was definitely shocked, but within seconds, a smile spread across his face. “Sicheng, that’s amazing! I didn’t know you were thinking about it. Congratulations, man!”

Sicheng couldn’t help but smile back, the nerves mixing with excitement in his chest. “Thanks. I’ve thought it over so much lately. And this just…feels right.”

Jaehyun laughed, patting him on the back. “I always thought you’d be one of the last guys in our group to settle down, but it looks like love changes people.” He shook his head, looking impressed. “She must be really special.”

“She is,” Sicheng replied softly, picturing you in his mind. “She’s been with me through everything—the highs and the lows. She’s the one person I want by my side, no matter what.”

Jaehyun raised his glass with a warm smile. “Then here’s to you, man. And to Y/N. May she say yes and make you the happiest guy in the world.”

Sicheng lifted his own glass, clinking it with Jaehyun’s. “Here’s to hoping.”

As they drank, Sicheng felt a new sense of confidence settling over him. The night was filled with laughter, memories, and stories of the past. He had never imagined that his friends would be this supportive during one of the biggest moments of his life, and Jaehyun’s unwavering encouragement made him feel more ready than ever for the step he was about to take.

With renewed determination, he tucked the vial carefully into his pocket, knowing it would be the final touch to make his proposal perfect.

—

It was finally here—your anniversary. Sicheng’s heart raced the entire evening, each little detail of your date building up to this moment. Dinner had been perfect, and when you’d discovered that new cafe for dessert, your face lit up with excitement, making him feel like he’d already succeeded. But the real surprise was waiting back home.

“That dessert was amazing,” you said, still smiling as you unlocked the door.

“I’m glad you liked it,” he replied, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice.

As you stepped inside and turned on the lights, you froze, eyes going wide at the sight of a massive bouquet of roses waiting for you on the table. “Oh my gosh!” you gasped, looking between the flowers and Sicheng with an expression of pure delight. “There are so many!”

Sicheng couldn’t help but smile; you were reacting exactly as he’d imagined, if not better. He stepped forward, picking up the bouquet, the roses almost spilling out of his arms. “Today’s the anniversary of the day we became a couple.”

“Yes…” You looked up at him, eyes softening as a sentimental smile crossed your face.

He took a deep breath, his heart pounding. He had been thinking about this moment for days now, planning and preparing. This was it. “Did you know that giving someone 108 roses means asking them, ‘Will you marry me?’”

Your smile faded as you froze, eyes widening even more as you processed what he’d just said.

“I love you so much it makes me crazy,” he continued, his voice filled with emotion. “Since the day I met you, everything I do has been about making you happy. Being with you… it’s everything I’ve ever wanted.” He held out the bouquet which was practically overflowing from his arms, his voice soft yet steady. “So, will you accept this and say yes?”

Tears sparkled in your eyes as you reached out, fingers slightly trembling. “Yes, of course!” You took the bouquet from him, clutching it close to your chest, your smile radiant with joy.

Your eyes shimmered with tears, and Sicheng felt his heart swell. This was exactly the reaction he’d hoped for—a sign that you felt the depth of his love.

You lifted the bouquet, inhaling the sweet fragrance. “They’re gorgeous, and they smell amazing… I wish I could keep them forever, so I’d always remember this day.”

He smiled, feeling the joy bubbling inside him. “You can.”

Your eyes widened, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

He chuckled softly. “Those roses were treated with a special potion to keep them from wilting. They’ll stay just as beautiful… forever.”

“Wait, seriously?” You gasped, looking back at the bouquet with a mixture of wonder and disbelief. Almost like a kid in a toy store. “So they’ll stay like this, and I can keep them forever?”

“Yes.” Your cheeks slowly turned the same deep pink as the rose petals, and he took a step closer, cupping your face in his hands. “You sacrificed so much just to be with me,” he said, his voice tender. “I want to make all your dreams come true, no matter how small they are. Even if you wish for something as simple as a flower, I want to give it to you. I want to give you everything.”

You gazed up at him, emotions swirling in your tear-filled eyes. “Sicheng…”

“I want to spend the rest of my life making up for anything you’ve lost,” he whispered. “Because you’re the person I’ve been searching for all along. And I want to stay by your side forever, just so I can remind you every day how much I love you.”

He pulled you gently into his arms, holding you close. Your head rested against his chest, and he could feel the warmth of your embrace, the quiet joy that had always connected you two. 

Sicheng felt as if his heart might burst. He gently cupped your face, his eyes filled with a sincerity that spoke louder than words. "I love you more than anyone in the entire world,” he murmured. It was rare for him to voice his feelings so openly, but tonight, they poured out effortlessly, the depth of his love shining through in every word.

A warm smile spread across your face, and you whispered, “I love you too, Sicheng. So please… stay with me forever.”

“Of course I will,” he replied softly, his gaze steady. 

As you gazed into each other’s eyes, you felt the air grow thicker with a shared warmth. Unable to resist any longer, he leaned in, pressing his lips softly against yours. The kiss was gentle but full of promises, and when he pulled back, he took the bouquet from your arms, setting it carefully on the table.

Without a word, he swept you up into his arms, drawing a startled laugh from you. “Sicheng?” you whispered, cheeks flushed.

He grinned, feeling a sense of boldness he rarely indulged. “I want to see your smile from closer up.” Your scent drifted up to him, light and sweet like the roses you’d been holding, and he couldn’t help but lean in, nuzzling his nose against your cheek.

Your cheeks turned pink, and you wrapped your arms around his neck. “O-Okay…”

“Good girl,” he whispered, feeling your heart beating wildly against him as he carried you to the bed. As he gently lowered you down, you hesitated, fingers slowly releasing their hold on his neck. He brushed a soft kiss on your cheek, his fingertips trailing over your face and down to your lips.

He leaned in, voice barely above a whisper. “I want to see you the happiest you’ve ever been.” His fingers caressed your cheek, moving to your slightly parted lips. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it for you.”

You gazed up at him, your breath warm on his cheek. “You’ll do anything?” you murmured, an unmistakable glint of joy in your eyes.

“Yes,” he replied, his voice filled with certainty. “Name it.”

Your eyes dipped down shyly, and after a brief moment, you said softly, “Okay… I want you to stroke my hair.”

A soft chuckle escaped him, and he nodded, his fingers gently combing through your hair. You closed your eyes, your expression melting into one of pure happiness. “Your hands… they’re so big and gentle,” you whispered, your voice almost dreamlike. “I love them.”

He smiled, his heart swelling. “I’m glad to hear that.” He continued to run his fingers through your hair, brushing a tender kiss on your forehead. “Anything else?”

You looked up at him, your gaze softened with affection. “I want you to kiss me…”

His lips curved into a warm smile, and he leaned down, his mouth finding yours in a tender, lingering kiss. The world faded away, leaving only the two of you in this perfect, quiet moment, wrapped up in each other. He kissed you again, and again, savoring each touch, feeling his love deepen with every brush of his lips against yours. Your breath hitched, and he could feel the echo of his heartbeat mirrored in you.

He was yours, eternally yours. He’d spend his life by your side, sharing each joy, every little moment, every kiss, forever and always.

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[rockstarhaechan]

hiii, hope you are doing well <3

can i req some winwin but definitely not fluffy, love your blog btw

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♡ pairing: bsf!winwin x bsf!reader

♡ warnings: smut (minors dni), rough winwin, mention of the rest of nct, alcohol, fingering, cum eating, jealous winwin, pet names

♡ note: i hope this is what you asked for, since you wanted no fluff heh. but i’m doing well, thank you for asking hope you’re doing well too!

you’ve been invited to a party that nct organized, winwin being your best friend casually filling up your glass with a little too much beer for your liking. but you couldn’t care less all you wanted to have was fun tonight.

about two hours in, you were going through the stage of being really tipsy but not quite drunk yet. you’ve been talking to a lot of the guys stopping at jaehyun who has been taking your breathe away, especially tonight. winwin usually never really cared about you talking to the rest of nct, but this time he got really jealous.

“so darling, how are you enjoying the party?” jaehyun smiled widely as his arm was hugging you lower back, his face being really close to yours, so close that you already felt his breath on the surface of your face.

“i’ve been having quite a bit of fun, my glass is just empty” turning to jaehyun with your pounding face as you held your now empty cup in front of his eyes wiggling it a little bit. your hair was falling over your shoulders as you turned your head into winwin’s direction, waving at him innocently.

winwin got mad when he saw you and jaehyun being up close, practically kissing yet lips not even touching. winwin always had a slight crush on you but never told you since he was your best friend for so long now, but it makes him jealous and he doesn’t mind showing you as he slowly walks over to you.

“what happened between you and jaehyun?” he uses the chance to speak to you while jaehyun is filling up your cup with a new drink, winwin being extremely close to you letting your body become weak.

“what do you think happened sicheng?” putting on a little smile as your elbow rested on his shoulder, facing him. he lifted an eyebrow as his tongue poked the inside of his cheek.

“i don’t know pretty, you tell me cause you were clearly flirting with jaehyun” he sounded jealous, oh and how jealous he was. the look on his face was irritating as he pushed his hair back face getting closer to yours.

“are you jealous sicheng? that’s actually kinda cute” it was the tipsy self who said that to him, normally you couldn’t care less what winwin thought about you or how you thought about him cause in the end he was just your best friend and nothing more.

grabbing you hand and dragging you into the bathroom of the house, nails digging into his skin as you held yourself up due to his immense speed. winwin soon found the bathroom, pushing you inside as he closed the door behind him.

“now we can talk about what you did with jaehyun, you basically undressed him with your eyes” he was mad and sad at the same time, wishing it was him who you just flirted with. you stepped closer to him arms softly resting on his shoulders as your fingers play with the back of his hair.

“you know sicheng jaehyun is a really gorgeous person, who wouldn’t flirt with him?” that was enough for winwin as your last word left your lips he kissed you hungrily. you were shocked at first but quickly deepening the kiss one hand traveling down to his chest pushing him against the door slightly.

talking? that was definitely not what you two were doing right now, tongue’s fighting with each other while winwin’s fingers started to play with the hem of your dress slipping under it. the both of you got so distracted with each other that you couldn’t even break the kiss as winwin basically just ripped the dress off of your body while smirking at you.

“you look so fucking pretty, for how long was it waiting to do this god” his hand was cupping your tit as he slowly turned his attention to your nipple, twirling his thumb around your exposed nip, deepening the kiss even more.

it soon clicked in your brain as you noticed what just happened with the two of you carefully touching his chest as your hands moved to his belt but he stopped you from moving further down, pinning both of your hands above your head while whispering into your ear that this is all about you and not him. one of winwin’s hands moved down to your panties, playing with the hem of your waistband hand slowly sneaking into your underwear.

“sicheng, what?” softly smiling as a few moans escaped your lips but he just hushed you attention back to your clit, slowly rubbing on it with small circles as pleasure hit you. you never thought this would happen as winwin and you are only best friends and nothing more but you never knew about what he felt about you, so you just went with the flow.

hips moving against his fingers which are now deeply inside of you as he was hitting your right spot each time. winwin was working pure magic almost letting you cum on the spot just with his fingers. your moans made him smirk and pushing his ego up since he’s doing this to you, and only he is.

“g-gonna cum” you threw your head back in pleasure as you held onto his shoulders, leg wrapped around his waist trying to hold your orgasm back not wanting to give in that quickly it’s like you’re waiting for him to allow you to cum.

“cum around my fingers, wanna taste that sweet juice of yours” as soon as he said that you felt a tight knot in your stomach finally releasing your orgasm and turning into a panting mess. winwin catched you as you rode off your high holding your body upright slowly pulling his fingers out of you.

licking every drop of your juices clean off his fingers as he looked deeply into your eyes, basically grinning at you before he pulled you back into a long kiss so you could taste yourself on his tongue. he broke the kiss quickly handing you your dress, pulling it over your head.

“get dressed babe, don’t want anyone else to see you like this” a small giggle was heard from his lips as you dragged your dress over your shoulders, brushing the dress down straight. you looked into the mirror and almost screamed. your make up? completely ruined. mascara running down your cheeks, lipstick non existent.

“oh god sicheng what have you done, look at me” you cried out while laughing. he turned around to face you again, handing you a small towel with a quick “you still look pretty” before leaving the bathroom. after you freshened up you left the bathroom as well and ran into a confused jaehyun with your glass in his hand.

“oh i could use something stronger, vodka perhaps? thank you” chugging down your glass before signaling jaehyun to get another drink for you. winwin on the other hand was giggling next to you as his arm hugged your waist, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“why so shy now doll?” his evil grin was not to be overseen, undressing you with his eyes once again. you just knew that this night would change a lot of things, not in bad ways but maybe what happened in the bathroom won’t be the only thing happening between you and winwin tonight.

[onlyforyoukook]

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[sweetiesicheng]

winwin - study date

word count : 543

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you turned to the next page in your notebook and continued studying for your one of your many upcoming exams. after awhile, you noticed someone place a plastic bag down on the table next to your laptop. you looked up and saw your boyfriend standing next to the table. "hi,” he greeted while moving his mask beneath his chin.

"sicheng? what are you doing here? don’t you have practice until late today?" you immediately asked as he took his backpack off. he pulled up a chair from another table and sat down next to you.

"practice got cancelled cause everyone is studying. i texted you but you never responded, so i tracked your location and it said you were here. and knowing you, you probably haven't eaten dinner yet and won't get dinner on your way back to your dorm," he replied. "let’s eat. i bought your favorites," he said started pulling the containers out of the bag after he untied the bag.

"but i have a lot of favorites," you replied to him with a smile.

"yes, i know. we're sharing some of your favorites, tonight," he said and started opening a few of the containers, revealing some of your favorite foods to eat.

you looked around to see if anyone else was in the area you were studying in, but you didn’t see anyone from where you were sitting. "can we even eat in here?" you asked him, not knowing all of the rules in the library.

"we're the only ones up here. no one is gonna care this late," winwin said to you. you moved your notebook and laptop away before taking your mask off. you opened your water bottle and took a sip of water. winwin took his mask off and pushed the containers in between both of you.

"thank you," you said to him and kissed his cheek.

"of course," winwin smiled at you and both of you started eating dinner together.

-

you spent about forty minutes to eat dinner with winwin, finally giving yourself a break from studying. once you were done eating, you popped a mint in your mouth before going back to study for one of your exams. winwin threw away the empty containers and took out a textbook from his backpack to study from. while you studied, you pulled out your ear bud when you heard weird sounds coming from somewhere. you looked at winwin and saw him staring intently at his book, which was very unusual for him.

"what are you read—that is not how you read a book," you deadpanned when you noticed what he was doing. winwin's textbook was upside down and he had his phone in between the pages. he was playing a game and the weird noises you were hearing were from his phone. “you should be studying, doofus.”

"i'm studying strategies in this video game," he replied with a grin.

you rolled your eyes and continued studying. a few minutes later, you leaned your head against his arm and continued studying, holding your notebook up in your hand. at some point during the late night, winwin started playing a different game and grabbed your free hand. he laced his fingers with yours and gently squeezed your hand.

[planetkiimchi]

moonlight dancing | d.sc

featuring: guard!winwin x royal!reader

word count: 629

author's note: i truly believe winwin is my muse. i see him and i just want to write thousands of fics about him, want him to sling his arm around me the way he does to his members 💔 also idk if you can tell that i have a thing for winwin and royalty lol

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You bury your neck into the crook of Sicheng’s neck, the sound of your footsteps echoing in the deserted ballroom. He hums gently, sending vibrations down your neck, and you shiver.

It’s not cold, but his fingers are like ice, gingerly placed on your shoulder and curled around your waist. His feet move gracefully across the floor, a perfect picture of elegance even in the dark.

You’re pressed up against his chest, basking in the warmth radiating off his body.

There’s something about dancing with Sicheng that you’ll never get over. He moves with confidence, shoes gliding across the floor, eyes drawn into a line, smile stretched upon his lips. His hands cut through the air like a knife, slicing cleanly through the medium that sticks to your skin, dragging you down.

Where it feels like you’re slow, groggy, Sicheng is quick and light-footed, and he makes up for your clumsiness, dodging your feet whenever you almost accidentally step on him.

Forbidden love, your mind whispers, a constant reminder that you shouldn’t be doing this. You should be in your bed sleeping, not dancing with your most trusted guard within the very walls of the castle, high above the kingdom you’re sworn to protect.

Who cares, though? In the wee hours, under the starry sky, no one is watching. It’s just the two of you lost in a choreography, free from the tangled strings of destiny and responsibility, entranced by each other’s eyes.

Moonlight illuminates the ground, and you briefly register the light filtering through an open window. You ignore it, until Sicheng stops short in his steps, a stricken look on his face.

He drops his hands, taking two steps away from you. Even when he’s panicked, you hazily notice that his steps are smooth and practiced.

“Having fun, Y/n?” Your brother’s voice cuts through the peaceful silence in this bubble you’ve created with Sicheng, and you flinch.

You meet his eyes, and he’s shrouded in darkness, hidden in the shadows the curtains cast on him. A smirk plays on his lips, and catching sight of your expression, he laughs wholeheartedly.

Your eyes widen and you rush over to clap one hand over his mouth, to tell him to shut up, but he stops.

“Sicheng,” he calls. And despite your warning glare, Sicheng steps forward and kneels, right hand folded over his heart.

“Sir.”

Your brother carelessly toys with the sword by his hip, the one that has never left his sight since your late mother gifted it to him. He unsheathes it, caressing the blade, and you feel your heartbeat quicken.

Your brother twirls the blade, and even though you’ve seen it countless times before, you’ve never felt as scared as you do now.

“What are you doing–”

You stop short, your statement never getting finished, when your brother sends the blade down towards Sicheng’s shoulders, and you let out a choked cry.

You slam your palms over your mouth, reminding yourself that you have to keep quiet, and the blade hovers above Sicheng’s right shoulder threateningly. Your brother looks up at you, and you don’t miss the venom in his eyes.

He looks down at Sicheng in contempt, then sheaths his sword. Throughout all of this, Sicheng has never raised his head, unflinching even when you’re sure he heard the whistling of the blade next to his ear.

Your brother kneels to Sicheng’s height, then whispers loudly enough for you to hear, “You’d better take good care of Y/n. If they ever get hurt, I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

Your brother stands and walks over to you. He tosses you a dagger, and you catch it by the hilt, the cool metal grazing your skin.

“For if you ever decide to kill him yourself,” he says, and disappears.

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[solaris-amethyst]

ahahghshhd not Kun being suspicious thinking hes being set up or like pranked by them😂 and Ten writing "toodles💗" made me chuckle😆

ASKING BF!WAYV TO CHOOSE BETWEEN YOU OR THEIR MEMBERS ! WAYV x GENDER NEUTRAL READER

notes this is my first time doing anything like this so it's not gonna be the best. i'm sure i've seen smth like this around before with this concept but i can't remember but credit to whoever started the whole vs member thing! warnings none, i think? genre crack.

[mins-fins]

PAREIDOLIA (D.SC)

SUMMARY . . . history just simply always manages to repeat itself, the artist and their tired university student roommate who just can't help but admire them in ways friends don't look at each other..

PAIRING . . . dong sicheng x male!reader

GENRE . . . insanely fluffy

WARNINGS . . . none!

WORD COUNT . . . 1.8k

NOTES . . . why is winwin so majestic tf 🙁 my wayv bias is yangyang i have NO IDEA what you're talking about, im so mortifyingly in love with winwin but not in a "i want to kiss him" way in a "i wanna bake him cookies and run my fingers through his hair" way and that's basically the same thing

sicheng has become long used to coming home and seeing y/n in the middle of another artistic project. it's usually a painting, because that's the easiest thing to do in their small apartment, one the two of them fought tooth and nail to be able to afford. on some days he'll be creating costumes out of construction paper, or he'll be sewing, or he'll just be sketching on the couch. 

it's become somewhat of a staple of comfort to him, maybe it's because of how recognizable it is to come home and see y/n, eyebrows furrowed, head tilted, the slightest smudge of paint on his face as his eyes are completely focused on the canvas before him. there's always a small smile that comes to his face whenever he hears the door open, sicheng only catches it on the most certain of days, though.

and maybe it's weird that sicheng remembers every single detail of what happens after he comes home from exhausting classes where all his professor does is talk about is nonsense, this is kind of like the only silver lining to his day after hours of just nothing but life draining lectures.

and no it's definitely not because y/n is just the best serotonin every single feeling sicheng has for him is completely platonic and platonic only!

it's as he's untying his shoes, that he realizes today something is different. y/n is humming, to a song the two of them hear their neighbors blast through the walls every now and then, he assumes the tune got stuck in his head, and he just can't help but now him it to himself.

sicheng puts his shoes away, he glances up for a moment, and pauses, waiting. he then smiles to himself as he watches y/n smile himself, finally acknowledging his presence. "i didn't even hear you, the door closed so quietly".

y/n's comment makes him snicker, but his eyes still don't leave the canvas, so focused on what he's painting in fact that he doesn't register the paint on his cheek. sicheng, like he does on most days, walks up towards y/n and quickly wipes off the paint with his thumb.

y/n makes a small noise, but he ultimately doesn't shy away from sicheng's hand, almost leaning into the touch if sicheng thinks about it. "how do you never notice when you have paint on your face?" sicheng asks, going over to the sink to wash the paint off his thumb.

"an artist never strays away from their artistic craft" y/n comments mindlessly, and sicheng's eyebrows furrow just for a mere moment before he looks back to his roommate, still focused on the random color he's spreading across the canvas.

"did you just make that up, or..?" at the question, y/n finally turns around after what seemed like hours of standing in the same spot, and he snickers at the way sicheng asks it.

"yep, made it up just now".

the response makes sicheng snort, because he knows that's absolutely true considering the kind of person y/n is. "you.. your something alright" sicheng doesn't know why those words are the ones that come out of his mouth, but they make y/n laugh.

"ah thanks, you make me feel so smart, chengie" y/n looks back to the painting, stepping back just a little bit to admire it. he removes his gloves and tosses them away, yawning lightly. "does it look nice?"

sicheng blinks, glancing over at y/n, who is patiently waiting for his answer. he mindlessly stares at the painting of a snowy mountaintop as he tries to think of a compliment he hasn't said thousands of times already. "it's marvelous" y/n gives him a look of confusion, and sicheng just snickers as he does those jazz hands.

"you couldn't at least be a little bit more creative with your compliment?" y/n's face scrunches a little bet, and sicheng just shrugs, rubbing his eyes.

"i'm tired i don't have time for creativity" sicheng yawns, and y/n gives him another judgmental look. "ask me when i'm more awake" he shouts as he walks towards his room, leaving y/n to admire his painting all alone.

y/n snickers, shaking his head.

what a character you are, dong sicheng..

"do you assume van gogh was a weird guy?"

sicheng barely registers the question, because the only sound he's heard for the past twenty minutes is the horribly loud clicking of y/n's pen as he brainstorms ideas for upcoming projects, assignments, and all that other stuff. he narrows his eyes at his laptop screen before looking up at y/n, who was finally done clicking his pen and began sketching.

"what?" is his immediate response, probably because he didn't have enough time to properly assess or process that question. the other thing that being y/n's roommate comes with is having to hear the most random and weird questions. "i'm sorry?"

"van gogh" y/n says again, smiling innocently. "you know, the painter gu—"

"i know who van gogh is y/n" sicheng clarifies, sighing. "i just— what do you think i know about the personality of a famous artist who died over a hundred years ago?" he raises an eyebrow, momentarily glancing back down at his computer screen as he hears y/n's loud sigh.

"i'm researching about him for this project i'm doing".

"you did a project about van gogh already.." sicheng mutters in confusion, and he hears y/n's pen click once again, then the slam of his sketchbook. "didn't you?"

"oh this isn't for school!" y/n exclaims. "i'm just doing it for fun!"

"what kind of psycho does a project for fun?" at the words, y/n snorts, and sicheng can't help but gaze at him. yeah, it's stupid, but he's just so cute, and sicheng has no idea why he's staring this long at him.

fuck, i probably look crazy. i'm literally zoning out on his face, what kind of moron does that?

at least he's self aware.

"nothing?"

"what?"

"on van gogh?" y/n clarifies, and sicheng blinks like an idiot, because what else would y/n be talking about? he shakes his head, and y/n pouts in an unserious manner.

"at least your here to humor me" y/n says, picking his sketchbook back up as he begins flipping through it, he pauses at a certain page and smiles brightly at what's sketched on it.

sicheng doesn't really know what y/n draws in his sketchbook. y/n is pretty big on privacy, so sicheng never made it his thing to figure out what's in y/n's sketchbook because he doesn't want him to.

though, the way y/n's smiling at his sketchbook gets him curious.

"are the sketches causing you that much joy?"

y/n snaps up, his face going embarrassingly red as he closes his sketchbook once again. he smiles, then awkwardly laughs as he looks away, lightly scratching his arm. "yeah, um.. i just really like the sketches i made".

sicheng laughs, glancing back at his computer screen. it's so hard not to constantly stare at you when your.. well— you.

but they're just friends, nothing more.

"when i was younger i always wanted a garden of strawberries" y/n states as he paints said garden of strawberries on the canvas in front of him.

y/n is always the most busy on weekends with his artistic projects. he'll legitimately spend half of his day painting, another half making a halloween costume even though halloween won't come for the next seven months, and the other half sewing a sweater he's going to wear once every few months. sicheng has seen it all, and he's gotten used to the normalization of y/n just doing another artistic craft everyday, still being able to rest a whole eight hours.

he admires his way of just being such.. what is the phrase, a hard worker, he could say. y/n was just always up, doing something, he was never bored or not doing something, he was very much just an always working person.

"strawberries? out of everything?" sicheng asks, stirring the spoon in his cup of coffee mindlessly, he's too busy staring at y/n to pay attention to his now cooling cup of coffee. y/n gives him one of the most judgmental looks ever.

"what do you mean? out of everything? strawberries are amazing!" y/n counters, and sicheng laughs at his tone of voice. "they're one of the best things mankind has ever actually made".

"okay but why a garden of them?"

"so i can make strawberry flavored things everyday, duh" y/n dismisses the amount of red coloring on his apron, and his gloves, too busy trying to figure out how to finish his painting of his dream garden of strawberries.

y/n narrows his eyes at the painting, studying it for a moment, like he was trying to figure out if the painting was talking to him or not. "is this ugly?"

"what?"

"the painting? is it ugly?"

sicheng furrows his eyebrows, staring at y/n like he just asked the stupidest question in the world. y/n usually doesn't care about his opinion when it comes to paintings, because sicheng isn't an artist like he is, so sicheng has no idea why he would suddenly ask him about what he thought about his painting so suddenly.

"no? your paintings are never ugly.. why would you ask that?"

sicheng's question-answer makes y/n narrow his eyes at him. sicheng assumes he wasn't expecting that answer that then turned into a question, with the way he goes silent, and with the way his face flushes so much more obviously than it usually does.

sicheng doesn't get why he notices that the most, y/n is pretty unpredictable, he gets flustered at some of the most random times, and it's only at certain moments that sicheng notices how red his face is.

it's hot in the room, that's it, that's why, there is absolutely no other reason his face is so red right now.

he's just thinking of excuses.

"thank you" he whispers, turning back to his painting as he removes his paint splattered gloves. "it's a new day, i just wanted your opinion".

"that's strange".

"well if i'm not strange then i'm not interesting" y/n hums as he puts the finishing touches on his painting, and with his back turned, sicheng can admire him fully, without worrying about him getting caught and then having to explain why he was staring for so long.

sicheng is so busy admiring him, he doesn't even notice that he hasn't taken a sip of his coffee yet.

[yang4ever]

do u believe in luv and basketball? ⋆🏀₊˚⊹ ♡ 🎧

liu yangyang of wayv (eek yay) x fem!reader

💌 part of the soft !hobbies with wayv! series im currently writing.. just mini stories abt wayv and their favorite things + their fav girl (you, duh). more soon~!

w.c. 882! so.. about 5-7 minutes of ur time hehe

content - fluff + hurt-comfort, long-distance bf!yangyang, reader is referred to as "girlfriend" "pretty girl" & "princess", mild cursing, winwin = sicheng, yangyang lives in germany for this one lol, (for like one sec) BASKETBALL BF YANGYANG:3

get a girlfriend, they said. it'll be fun, they said.

and it is... most of the time.

but right now, yangyang thinks it's the least fun it has ever been… owing to your current study abroad.

you didn’t want to take it, not really– what would happen to you and him? but he insisted because god, if it wasn’t a good ass opportunity for you and your dream job.

so, you sniffled your way through the security line at the airport, and yangyang always wakes up wishing it was already the next day, just so he’d be one day closer to your homecoming.

and at this very moment?

he’s here on the phone with you, recalling his afternoon spent with sicheng. hoping that maybe this time you wouldn’t fall asleep because of the time difference.

“hm. he sounds really bad, babe.” you say sleepily into the phone and yangyang feels that familiar ache in his chest he’s learned comes with missing you.

“he was! he really was!” the male responds, letting out a soft sigh.

he shifts around his bed, finding comfort as he settles into the space where you would usually be. the darkness of his bedroom feels like it's enveloping him in more ways than one tonight. “i was actually cooking him...”

yangyang pauses when he hears you yawn on the other line and then the rustling of what must be you snuggling more deeply into your blanket.

it’s barely 7pm in germany but it’s already a little past midnight at your over 5,000 mile away dorm. he knows you must be struggling to stay awake and in his most logical mind, he should be letting his pretty girl go to sleep. 

but when you mumble, “why’d you stop, baby? keep going..” he can’t help but give into his want to keep talking to you.

“i took this kind of long shot, y/n... it’s called a 2-pointer.. i swear, if you had seen it, you would’ve been like, ‘what the hell?’ because it was really that cool…”

“i wish i could’ve seen it too, yangie.” your voice carries a hint of wistfulness even through the phone and yangyang’s stomach twists at the thought of you missing him too.

“me too... it’s a lot more fun for me when you’re watching me play. you know that, right, princess?”

“really?” you sound so sweetly hopeful and yangyang’s smile is almost audible as he replies, his tone warm and affectionate. “yeah, dummy. you make everything more fun.”

“and?” you say suspiciously and he laughs a little. “i mean… i get my own personal cheerleader…”

you groan despite your boyfriend now laughing for real at his own lame joke. he's cute and it makes it hard for you to keep a straight face, but alas, you persist.

“you have such an ego on you, liu yangyang,” you roll your eyes, forgetting he can’t see you do it. “and you're corny too. it is so over for you when sicheng gets good at basketball… or gets a girlfriend…”

“oh shit!” yangyang’s laughter fades into a sudden excitement that rings out over your speakerphone. “i forgot to tell you… unless… you’re already halfway asleep..?” his voice takes on a slightly mischievous tone, tugging you out of your drowsy haze.

“ugh, you’re dumbbbbb,” you whine, playfully dragging out the syllable in feigned annoyance.

but safe to say, your curiosity is piqued despite the heaviness of your eyelids. 

“what is it?" you ask.

"wait. tell me you love me first," yangyang demands earnestly and you gawk at the unexpected request through the line.

"oh, you're crazy."

"what? i can't ask my girlfriend to tell me that she loves me?" your boyfriend teases, and for once, you're glad for the distance between you two, knowing he would've been all over the blush quickly creeping up your neck and cheeks.

"i just don't wanna blow up your already huge ego," you defend and he snickers.

"how about you tell me first," you hum quietly, fiddling with the edge of your blanket.

you wonder if he can detect the hopefulness in your voice-- you'd never admit it but you actually really do want to hear those words from him right now, the thought making you feel all glowy inside and suddenly shy at the prospect of turning his request back on him.

"yeah, okay." yangyang agrees easily. "i love you."

at those three words, you can't help the smile that blooms across your features or the way your tummy starts swarming with butterflies. is it a confession you've heard many times over? yes. does the amount of times you hear it do anything to calm the way your heart beats quaint with longing? no, never.

"make sure you're not meeting any hot singles who can cook, ok? i want you to come home to me," yangyang continues his sentiments to you. he keeps his tone light but you think the subtle crack at the end of his sentence gives him away. "i miss you a lot."

"i won't! i love you, too. so much." you admit in a rush, hoping your boyfriend can't sense the dull ache tinged in your words.

for a moment, you almost say that without him, you wouldn't really have a home to return to.

a.n. - wow first tumblr post!!! i've been on the platform, reading fanfiction since january of 23'. i wrote this work in one sitting last month and ive been re-editing it slowly ever since then. it's not my favorite thing in the world if im being honest but i just want to put myself out here lol. i love thinking up random stories in my head.. and now my stories are urs too!! send me stuff if u wanttt i stan a lot of groups i think

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+ the lowercase used throughout the story is a stylistic choice because i find it pretty. the highlighted sentences too:)!

[solaris-amethyst]

🪻You and I🪻

✨Pairing: Sicheng x gn!reader ✨Prompt: The two of you meet at a cute cafe by bumping into each other and one offers to buy something for the other as an apology. ✨Word count: 1.1k ✨Genre: fluff, non idol au, strangers to friends, crush at first sight? ☀️️️Authors note: So what did you guys think of this one? I think it's rather cute and I'm happy with the outcome of it!🥰

Your day had started out fine, everything had been running smoothly, no problems at all until you arrived at the new cafe which had little swings you could sit on out on their porch. You had been eyeing them for a while now and finally, finally you manages to get there before all of them had been taken.

That's when it happened. While you were turning around with your cup of steaming hot tea someone bumped into you causing you to spill your drink everywhere just narrowingly missing your clothes, the end of your pants and your shoes weren't so lucky and the hot beverage stained them both.

"Oh no! Oh I am so so sorry I did not mean to bump into you!" The stranger was panicking, checking you over to see if he had accidentally hurt you by bumping into you.

"It's okay... Accidents happen I guess." You tried to tell him with a tightlipped smile. You could see his face dropping when he realized he made you spill your drink and also ruin your legs and shoes.

"Shit I made you spill on your legs and your shoes. I'm sorry I really didn't mean to! Here what was the beverage you had? I'll buy you a new one since I made you spill!!"

"Oh no you really don't have to it's fine." You tried to argue with him but he would have none of it, just shaking his head before walking up to the register.

"Could you please make her beverage again? I'll pay for it! It was my fault she spillt it after all! Oh and could you please also make me an iced americano??" He started to talk to the cashier before turning to you.

"You can go and take a seat I'll come to you with your new drink!"

There really was no point in arguing with him. It was cute though how worried he was and how determined he was to actually buy you a new drink.

"Okay fine. You'll find me out on the porch." You told him and he nodded with a shy smile. He was rather cute when he smiled you concluded. He had a beanie on and a nice hoodie, he truly looked really kind in your eyes. You shook your head as you walked to the porch to take your seat on a swing. "Get yourself together y/n." You told yourself lightly smacking your hands against your cheeks.

"There you are! Here's your drink." He put yours on the table and then his own in front of yours on the opposite side before he ran back to the front only to come back with a box.

"Okay so I was gonna bring these to a picnic with my friends, but they can wait a little bit longer because I want to apologize again to you." He told you whilst opening a box containing a bunch of chocolate covered strawberries in a wide assortment of colors.

"You really don't have to. It is more than enough that you bought me my drink again. Truly." You told him with a smile and was met with that cute smile again.

"Please, I wouldn't be able to let this go if I didn't do this. I should have watched my steps when I entered instead of bumping into you!" He told you earnestly while sitting down motioning for you to take a strawberry.

"Won't your friends be mad I'm taking something you were bringing to the picnic?" you asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh no, they'd be more mad at me if I told them I only bought you a drink as an apology and didn't do more." He chuckled. "They can be very dramatic sometimes but they're good people."

"Sounds like they're great friends from the way you're talking about them." You said while hesitating at first but after he gave you an encouraging nod with that cute smile again you took a strawberry from the box.

"Oh yeah my name is y/n by the way. Thank you for the strawberry." You told him raising the strawberry up as a little toast before causing him to giggle at your gesture.

"I'm Sicheng." He says before taking a strawberry of his own doing a little toast to you.

The two of you sit and chat for a while really enjoying each other's company. You learn that Sicheng is an actor and he's in a play right now at the local theatre. His passion really making him even more beautiful in your eyes.

"Well then I truly gotta go and see you on stage!" You told him with a smile causing Sichengs own to widen even more.

"Really?! I'd love for you to come!" He said enthusiastically, you weren't sure if you were seeing it right but it looked like a blush was building on his face, his ears completely red. You decided then and there that you really really wanted his number. He was cute, really beautiful and kind and passionate about what he was doing.

"Is it possible I could get your number??" You asked boldly before the feeling of being brave would disappear and make you regret what you had just asked. Luckily Sicheng just looked happy and almost relieved you had asked for his number, nodding and fishing out his phone handing it to you. You hand him yours as you start putting in your number and name and snapped a funny picture for him to remember who you were.

"Umm... Would it be possible for me to take you out on like a date on the day you would come and see me on stage? Like afterwards? Just you and me?" He asked cheeks blossoming pink again causing you to give him a smile.

"That sounds wonderful. Just you and I. I'll text you the day I'll manage to get tickets and we could plan from there?" You told him

"That sounds great!" He was about to say something else when his phone suddenly exploded with messages and as he looked down his eyes widened.

"Shit! The picnic! Sorry! I have to go before my friends find me and have my head for being late!" He apologized taking his things rather clumsily.

"Go! Don't worry we can text more later!"

"Bye! Thank you! I'll see you on our date!!" He said before rushing out of the cafe looking panicked causing you to laugh at his slightly goofy run.

The last thing you did was open your phone and look at your new contact named Sicheng🍓 with a cute picture of him posing with a strawberry as his user contact.

"Now to find a ticket." You told yourself trying to hold back your excitement opening the website to see if there where any available in the next coming days for your date with the really cute man you had met due to an accident at the coffee shop.

[yeonjunszn]

ASAP!

PAIRING! mark lee x f!reader

GENRES! fluff﹒crack﹒slice of life?

WARNINGS! as per usual, it is not a yeonjunszn smau without my sailors mouth — so mature language, coffee shop!au cause i work in one and couldn’t resist myself, this smau is actually a recreation of a yeonjun smau called cool it! by my bff past tumblr user yuitaru, manager mark era, kinda dumb reader (affectionate) era, milf lover jeno, insane jaemin and hyuck, chenle in his nepotism baby era tbh, there’s a fight scene somewhere, also annoying fluffy cute disgusting scenes here and there, an overt amount of coffee shop/barista references bc i am a master at my craft, mr. choi yeonjun has a cameo to pay homage to the original cool it!, ignore time stamps cause i was lazy lol, lmk if i missed anything!

FEAT! the rest of nct dream, yangyang + xiaojun + hendery from wayv, chaewon from le sserafim, sumin from stayc, mingi + the rest of the ateez ‘99 line, and yeonjun from txt

SUMMARY! you’re not exactly the best barista at zhong coffee, but for some unknown reason (his massive crush on you), mark thinks you can do no wrong. sick and tired of his favoritism and your lack thereof due to absolute obliviousness, your coworkers are determined to fix this problem. asap.

STATUS! completed!

BEGINNING! june 1, 2023

END! august 31, 2023

MORE! HELLOOOO im back bffs 😵 did u miss me??? i have a quick little disclaimer for u guys so i don’t get accused of stealing 😻😻😻🫶

thank u so much to rina my bff bestie soulmate for giving me the rights to recreate cool it! and sort of bring back such a fun smau </3 i’ve been working on asap! for quite some time now, between work and school, and i’m so excited i can finally share her with all of u 🫶 i do plan on going back to all my works that are on hold (including my 1k event LOL) but i was sort of burnt out for a while which is why i did all this in absolute silence 😋👍 anyway!! i hope i did her justice <3 send an ask to join the taglist!!

PROFILES! mark’s biggest haters | espresso patronum | the rest of chenle’s coffee maids

ONE! please no tweeting on the clock, y/n!

TWO! manager zoned is crazy

THREE! BACK OF THE LINE PAL

FOUR! go work at mcdonald’s or something

FIVE! common chenle L

SIX! i always knew u were a furry

SEVEN! call me karen from mean girls

EIGHT! mark antis 1 - mark 0

NINE! the best ever (1.1k)

TEN! NANEUN ALCOHOL-FREE GEUNDE CHWIHAE

ELEVEN! YESSSS GO GIRL BOSS

TWELVE! i don’t owe u shit freeloader

THIRTEEN! force and sheer determination

FOURTEEN! yoooo mark how it be? what it do?

FIFTEEN! pick me choose me

SIXTEEN! lunch break (499)

SEVENTEEN! DONG SICHENG ?

EIGHTEEN! hey guys this is god

NINETEEN! i will force his hand into a blender

TWENTY! chocolate croissant (841)

TWENTY ONE! #xiaojun_out

TWENTY TWO! grinders and coffee beans (951)

TWENTY THREE! what is a marky/n

TWENTY FOUR! shaking shivering sobbing

TWENTY FIVE! every summertime (1.08k)

TWENTY SIX! worlds worst barista. fired.

TWENTY SEVEN! cool it

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[i-see-you-now-you-see-me]

ETALOC Children

Pairing:  Wayv WinWin (Dong Sicheng) x Reader (Y/N)

About: Somehow idiots to lovers in the DYVLONY universe

Word count: somewhat 8k

Warnings: Descriptions of murder, smutty sex scene with not that much filth, slight yandere tendencies on Sicheng’s side, 18+ would be advised, read at your own risk.

This is a work of fiction, and has nothing to do with people in real life.

Also, Wayv new video gave me feels...

*10043567901; 1102033149001, Planet DYVLONY*

Dong Sicheng hated everyone, more so when the festive season would arrive. He disliked everything and told that with no shame. Since humans arrived on DYVLONY, Sicheng had been working on nanotechnology, for a reason.. and one reason only.

If humans come to his planet to cause harm- with the help of his tech, un-arm humans of any powers they might have and to make sure, none of them would even think about fighting against DYVLONY force.

Sicheng’s hate grew into something more menacing. Slowly, painfully, his hate harmed his soul so deep, that all he wanted was to have a human himself, so he could plant a microchip, and see if it works. Turning around he places the chip onto the data overwriting plate. Excellent. To make someone obedient, to make them with the qualities YOU need to lose one’s own self and become someone who you are not. The qualities would include… the qualities of a robot, maybe housewife, maybe to cook and clean, maybe to be a lover… Easy tasks like- do not talk back, do as you are told, don’t speak unless spoken to etc.

Someone who would have this type of tech planted in their bodies would be soulless/mindless only following orders of their master. Sicheng’s perfect dream.

-I am shutting it down, - detective Ten said to his longtime friend. – I am sure humans are harmless, we will however, send them into families and members of the high society club, for them to be safe on our planet, to make sure they fit in in no time, make them part of us.

-What about the threat they propose?

-What are you on about? - Ten shook his head, it was getting harder and harder to convince Sicheng, - where have you gotten this information from? Has anyone told you this? They are not a threat, WinWin, they are only women, and I intend to keep them safe.

Sicheng shut his mouth. His source was someone from High court; he had to keep his gob shut. Technically he could get anyone on his side, money speaks actions more than words, and WinWin Enterprises could afford any fool they wanted.

Sicheng was a genius, his mind set skills were terrifying, and he supposed that’s one of the reasons, why people leave him. They are scared.

-I am sorry, Ten, but I don’t trust them…

Later on, he sat in a chair, looking at his computer screen. Photos of females from a different planet they called Earth, ugly, make up running down their faces, disheveled hair and clothes. Humans? Who would want these creatures? On the table was a folder that consisted of photos of all the humans that are now roaming this world. He was sure, he’ll get one, soon, very soon.

*

-Trust, - pastor Kun started his Sunday mass, - the one thing we can and cannot live without. To trust someone is to believe, to feel safe, to feel welcomed… to feel loved. I am coming today to you with a simple question. Why don’t we trust people?

Sicheng sat down in the corner further away from everyone. Trust, eh? Ridiculous. Looking around the church he noticed Ten and his partner, heck, even pastor Kun had his girl, well, his woman, in the front row. Magistrate Xiao and Anna were there too. Sicheng felt a pang in his chest, for some reason he felt it is wrong to be together with someone who is a different race, yet he knew that detective Ten is a half-breed. They were friends. They are friends.

-Trust is developed between two…. Or more people and it starts with sharing. Talking about your concerns, talking about the things that make you- who you are. A lot of times we don’t need to share a speech between us to know we trust each other. Even the smallest glance shared between us could be a sign of trust.

Sicheng would not know such a thing. Cooped up in his anger about people, how they can misguide you and hurt you, it far easier with machines that only serve a purpose of doing what they are told. Technology at its finest, people can never beat that.

WinWin’s mind went back to the first day, he found out about the alien ship crash on the GYPE beach. At that exact time, him and his team were working on a tech, to help “tame” the criminals on his planet. If, in case, the government would not approve, there is always the dark market.

Human or DYVLONY, once planted, the chip could work on anyone. He knew the dark market would have much use to it, if he would sell, the money he would make, probably could make more than his entire company in a year. There are greedy buyers who would use this for their own good, and there are buyers/criminals who would waste it on someone they just want to control “for fun”.

-What we must understand is that we build trust the same way we build a home, start a family. The basics that serve as a beginning for every friendship. The foundation to our whole existence. Let’s not be scared of each other and put our hearts into making things better, let’s …

For some unknown reason, Sicheng seemed to sink further back in his seat, his memories coming back of everything he had done to be where he is now. Like his “father” once said “Be someone who they trust, be smart, be indestructible”.

- With that I finish today’s mass, thank you all for coming, - pastor Kun woke Sicheng up from his daydream, and he quietly disappeared through the door, before being noticed.

*

Dong Sicheng was walking through the door, a single microchip in his briefcase labeled “WinWin Enterprises”. He is going to do business with the high court for a situation, in case things go south, or any of DYVLONY or humans, deserve a severe punishment, to serve justice.

In the middle of the floor, where the tiles and symbol of the court “HIGH COURT – FREEDOM&RIGHTEOUSNESS” stood proud, for some reason was happening something that Sicheng couldn’t believe.

One of the “owners” of humans, was going down fast in what looked like a seizure. When others surrounded the place, Sicheng made eye contact with someone. He looked in front and for the first time, he didn’t care about the races or ethnicity of people, he looked in front and noticed YOU. Your body shaking, tear stained puffy cheeks, Sicheng could have sworn, he’s not seen anything so horrid in a while. Sadness really does ruin someone’s looks. Absolutely despicable.

-Call the ambulance!!! – Xiao shouted.

Here he was, the man of the hour. Magistrate Xiao was there to save the day. He was the front man of DYVLONY’s human help team, he was the main person to speak to, but when WinWin had wanted to have a human, to “give home to”, Xiao had politely declined.

Little did Xiao knew, that in the span of five minutes, he won’t have a choice… but to ask Sicheng for help.

The human looked terrific. Now she was sobbing into Xiao’s chest, and Sicheng was dying on the inside. He didn’t believe, that he would ever let someone cry on his chest/shoulders like that. It was not something he would allow. But also, maybe he himself was a bit scared of not knowing what to do in a situation when someone cries, and maybe he wasn’t that hateful after all.

Xiao Dejun looked around, when Mrs. YLPO was taken away, he had to think of a solution now, of what to do with the human girl in his arms, and for some reason his eyes found WinWin’s.

“I have no choice,” Xiao thought to himself, “but I cannot tell Ten about this.”

Xiao moved your body together with his in Sicheng’s direction.

-WinWin, - Xiao greeted, extending his hand.

-Dejun, - Sicheng accepted the hand shake.

You looked up, trying to dry your tears with the back of your hands, rubbing your nose and snorting back a bugger, that was about to drip. Sicheng held it in. His face was about to give away the disgust that he felt by looking at you.

“Control yourself, “his fingernails dig in his palms, while the briefcase felt like burning his skin. He came to do business, but he might be in for something entirely different. Sicheng was ready.

-I, - Xiao started, - I must ask you this… I mean, if you would, like, I could too, but I don’t have… anyways; do you have a spare bedroom to accommodate this young lady?

Sicheng was not ready.

Briefcase burned even more, the gold letters “WinWin Enterprises” shone through the building, as if the light chose this exact moment to warn him, or on the contrary- congratulate him of his dream come true.

-You know I’m not good with strangers, - WinWin stated.

-I have known you for a long time, WinWin, you are trustworthy.

Here we go, the word “trust” shows up again. But do we know each other, really? Sicheng masked a frown.

-I suppose I could let her to live with me…

Only then you realized what was happening. Mrs. YLPO was in hospital, and by the looks of it, she’ll be there for longer time, so you are going to live with someone else. Not only it was scary as it is, living on a different planet, trying to have a life here, it was all thanks to Mrs. YLPO that you were able to feel human again.

-Only till Mrs. YLPO is back on her feet, she had a heart attack by the looks of it, could be a few weeks, if that…, - Xiaojun assumed, - she will need clothing, sanitary items, if you want me to get those, I will leave you both to introduce yourselves and have a chat, if you are ok with that?

You and Sicheng nodded simultaneously.

Xiao was fast to get his wallet and be on his way to do some shopping. You on the other hand were not the fastest person to open up to anyone, so you just tried to look everywhere else and not Sicheng. How is he so hot? You tried to get the thought out of your head.

-So, - you took a long pause, - what do you do for a living?

He flashed his briefcase at you.

-I own this, - he pointed to the name.

-Ahhh, - you exhaled, - a briefcase?

You stiffed a laugh, barely containing the sound, that still managed to escape and sounded like cackle, but Sicheng just stared at you, cocking an eyebrow. “Stupid” was the word he was looking for.

-So this company, what do you do?

-Technology, - he simply responded.

“Very talkative,” you thought, mentally slapping yourself, “how do I survive with him two weeks?”

-What do you do? – Sicheng asked, and judging by the look you’ve given him, he somehow forgot that you were not from around here.

-I was actually doing some studying, Mrs. YLPO helped me to get on track with the new language, I mean the translating chip works brilliant, but I thought it would be great to find out more about DYVLONY, you guys are so much in advance as we are back on the Earth. Also, I heard that the great XYLO war changed the course of how you guys are living now, it’s amazing! I mean not in a way, that it was war, but the way your world grew better. There are so many unanswered questions about ETALOC, there is so much to learn… – then you realized, that he probably didn’t want to hear you ramble about their own history, and you shut your lips.

At that moment Sicheng bit his lip. Smart girl, smart indeed. He would have never guessed that someone will be interested in his past. ETALOC was one of his reasons for being the way he was.

Xiao Dejun was rushing inside the department, carrying a bunch of bags on his arms, his brows furrowed together, and a slight sweat bead on his forehead. He placed the bags on the floor.

-I hope I got you everything, but in case I missed something, you can ask Sicheng here, - he pointed to WinWin, - he has enough money to buy half of the DYVLONY if he wanted to…

WinWin stared at Xiao. How could he be so… so… rude? Pointing things out to some random human? Yes, its’ true, he could probably buy the whole planet if we are being realistic, but it is still rude.

The briefcase was cold now, Sicheng didn’t feel the hotness of it anymore, he just had one thought in his head, and it wasn’t a good one. . For what it’s worth, it was connected to a certain human and a microchip.

“Don’t do this”, his friend’s words rang in his head.

*

Of course.

Of course Dong Sicheng rode a car that would be equal to Bugatti La Voiture Noire; this one though, didn’t have a gearstick and didn’t seem to have a steering wheel either. Once you sat down in the seat, it customized itself for your body only. You looked confused trying to locate something similar to a seat belt, a hot breath next to your ear stopped you for a second.

Turning your head you were greeted by WinWin’s face mere inches from yours, while he reached in the polyester part of the chair, pressing a button that manifested a seat belt on you, from thin air.

-How on …. – you couldn’t formulate a sentence.

-Technology, - Sicheng replied.

Putting his hand on the dash board, the car started to come to life, the low rumble resonating throughout the car park. A slight blue line appeared, and then you noticed that this vehicle does have a steering wheel, but it was not completely visible. WinWin put on a pair of black gloves.

-In case of electric failure, I won’t get hit, - he explained seeing your curiosity, - and these are rubber gloves.

You could only nod. Once the vehicle started to move, you paid no attention to what Sicheng was doing, instead focusing on the world behind the glass. High rise buildings, DYVLONY was beautiful. Something you considered Earth to be too. Behind the rotten population, there were also big dreams and great efforts, there was success, and there was corruption, what rise will have to fall. Out of all the things that you missed from our world, it was the simple walking through the woods and fields that you missed the most, the simple breeze of air, the freshness and the happiness that came with it.

Much to your discomfort, the woods also brought back unwanted memories. The way you ran out of the woods, after discovering a dead body, the way a killer marked you to be the next one of his victims. How you escaped while seeing someone else’s life being taken away. A killer that was never caught.

-You were never the one I wanted, - he had said while tying you up. – but your friend…. Ah, why did she always had to bring you with her…

He had killed your friend while cutting in her skin, slow, various shape carvings, to make her more ���beautiful”. You had told the police you found the body on your walking path, but it was already the following day after escaping the maniac that was still roaming the streets.

On the unlucky night of being taken to a different planet, it was actually your first day in a big city. After your friends’ death, you couldn’t bear lying to hers and your family, even more so, the dread of getting in the arms of the killer again was there, so you chose the safest option- “moving” away.

Running away, that’s what it’s called.

Your apartment complex on the cheap side was enough for you, and suddenly you were taken aback by the fact that you were alone in a place where no one knows you. What to do in a situation like this? Get drunk, of course. Not knowing where a decent bar was to get a drink, you followed some students in the club and hit the dance floor. Feeling slightly tipsy you flirted with the nice bartender in exchange for a 30% discount of a cocktail, but instead you bargained your life on Earth for a trip that you weren’t ready for.

Here you were, many light years ahead, on another planet, vulnerable and scared of everything new, tired of the constant feelings of something new all the time. Your guardian… is now Sicheng, whoever he might be. Oh right, the CEO. Looks like one, acts like one, but behind every successful man, there is also a sad back story, or after escaping one on your Earth, he might be a serial killer. He has a potential of one anyways. Surely there is something from his past, that changed him in the future, and is yet to be found out by you.

You saw how he looked at you, behind his words were his intonation, and behind that were also sharpness and hurt.

Stranger.

That’s who he is to you, and you to him.

-Let me tell you a little story, - he bit his tongue before starting, once your attention was on him, - that “briefcase” contains a microchip. Not the type you’ve got planted in on your arrival, but a different kind. To be specific, a type that I will use on you, once we get back to my place.

Your heart was racing. Was he serious? What is he talking about?

-What… do you mean? – you stutter a little bit.

Sicheng smiles while looking out of the window again, taking a turn at the roundabout. You felt the tightness approaching slowly, making you feel dizzy. The smile of a serial killer. You’ve seen that before, you know exactly what it looks like.

-It’s… I cannot… - you were gaping for water like a fish out of the water. Holding onto your seatbelt, you tried to steady your breathing, but his words rung in your ears “I will use it on you”. – please… please let me out… I won’t tell anyone, I swear… I won’t …. Please…

You started to beg for him to stop the car, let you out, let you run away while you still get the chance, but he would not have it.

-No, - he simply said, but in your ears it sounded like a “NO”, the type of no, that will tie you in a basement. You were scared, now more than ever. Of course he had a back story, the hate on his face while talking to you, of course he had some issue.

-What will you do…? – once a little steadier with your breathing, you managed to ask him.

Your memories came rushing back at you, the dark past you tried to conceal, but of course that faith had a different plan, it had to remind you of it as soon as she got a chance. Focusing on the road ahead, you heartbeat got slower, the colors of buildings, the numbers on the road, it helped you get out of the dark hole of your sub consciousness.

-Aren’t you tempted to find out? – He slowly whispered. You nodded frantically. A tear escaped the corner of your eyes.

“It was never my plan to get you”.

Once the car stopped, you were thrust in the reality, now that you’ve reached his house, this might be it. The seatbelt disappeared, but you had no idea how to get out of the vehicle. Running away didn’t look like an option now.

Sicheng walked on the other side and opened the door for you.

-I don’t want to get out, - you simply said while looking at your feet.

Sicheng laughed.

-You got in my car on your own, so why not come now?

-Because of what you said… - you pouted. Taking you by your arm, Sicheng held strongly on it, pulling you up, and dragging you with him closer to his home. Now the house did not look like a house for a killer. It was built more like a cottage, having only two levels, simple red brick building.

Pushing you inside and shutting the door behind with a loud click, Sicheng let go of you. The first thing you actually noticed was the windows. Yes, there were windows that you saw from the outside, but on the inside they looked like tv screens, live looking images of woods and the nature hunting you.

-Why did you agree to take me in? – You whispered.

-For selfish reasons. You see, detective Ten didn’t let me have any of you, because of what I was about to do. When all you “aliens” first came to this planet, I was asked to make a chip for a purpose that would allow you to speak and understand our language. At first, of course we didn’t know who you were, maybe you had been sent here to start a war, so my company and I made a chip, equal to the one you have now, but this would make you harmless, if you’d actually turned out to be trained soldiers. I offered, and the court turned me down, since you were nothing but helpless women sent for prostitution. Today actually, I was about to do it again, maybe not exactly for you “alien’s”, but for the future.

-So you assumed something even before knowing who we are? – You simply asked.

Why did it surprise you so? People assume things of others before they open their mouths to speak, they look at you and they assume… assume you are rich or you are poor, think you are asshole before even knowing you are the nicest person on the world.

-How human of you to say that… we all have our reasons, - WinWin sighed.

-What reasons? – You pushed forward. – Feel free to explain, go ahead, and tell me why you think you know people so well….?

-Because they FAIL YOU, - he snapped. – they FAIL you, and the next thing you know, you are by yourself, all alone, with no one around you, left in the darkness. All alone. And then they have you, and then they fail you again and again, and AGAIN.

Damn it.

His words wear a painful expression on his face, the hurt written in his eyes, you step forward.

-I’m sorry to… - you try to apologize, but Sicheng stops you by grabbing your arm again.

-Shut that mouth of yours, - he snaps, - before I do something I regret.

Slamming his briefcase down on the nearby chair, Sicheng stormed out of the room.

*

Yeah, he was right. Humans fail you, but there are certain people who are meant to come into your life, and then there are people who stay with you, and also the ones who are meant to be with you for a short while only.

The same failure you felt, after your friend got murdered, he must have felt it more than once to say it like that. It’s not even failure, it’s shame. It’s disappointment, that you couldn’t do more- could you do more? Thinking back to that day in the woods, you had no choice.

Sicheng had left you alone at that spot. His briefcase long forgotten, and your mind started to wander.

What if there is no microchip?

Does he have another one?

Running to the case, you tried to pry it open. Two clicks and the chip was in your hands.

-What do you think you’re doing? – it was Sicheng.

-You can’t hurt me, - you said and turned to face him, - I will make sure you cannot!

And then you did the unimaginable. Taking the chip with two of your fingers, you put it in your mouth and swallowed it. It was a rough and dry thing to try to eat, but there you were.

-What!!!- Sicheng ran to you when it was already too late.

You actually felt the microchip sliding down, trying not to be sick. Not being bigger than a small button, it was still hard thing to do.

-Stupid girl! – he was shouting now, and you pointed your tongue at him.

Next moment you don’t fully register as you are thrown over his lap, his hands swatting at your bottom cheeks. WinWin was fuming.

-Who do you think you are? – he hit your bottom again, - you could have hurt yourself like that, you brat!

And then he shut it.

What?

What?

Dong Sicheng had never cared for anybody. He cared for career, for money, for his safety. To put someone first- what is that? He had never felt anything like it. Yeah, he was upset, that you destroyed the chip, but it’s not like he cannot make another one, or use the one he had stored away in his safe.

Stopping in his actions, he help you stand and excused himself for having such a behavior.

-I will show you to your room, - he simply stated, asking you to follow him.

“So, he’s not a serial killer,” you thought, but you weren’t sure what will happen now, what had happened to him? Are you ready to find that out?

*Brothel warehouse shortly after alien arrival on DYVLONY*

The attraction was there. It always had been, as much as Sicheng tried to push it away, in the furthest corners of his mind, after seeing the first photos of all aliens, he couldn’t help but understand that he was only a man, who had needs like everybody else. The brain of his worked in a different location in his body. Having a hard on before registering that these aliens might be dangerous, he’s protective “firewall” made him realize, work first, pleasure later.

That’s how he found himself in the most popular brothel there was. Sitting on the podium in the back, where the private booths were, his hand was holding a makeshift ponytail of a DYVLONY woman, who was worshipping his cock at the very moment. Sucking on his balls, her fingers wandered around the tight rim of his ass. Sicheng pulled on her hair, until she looked up.

-No, no, - he warned, - I want to be inside you first, and then maybe we can play a little…

The woman nodded her head in submission and moved over to Sichengs’ lap. Slowly grinding down onto his dick, she gathered the slick from the nether lips to make the sliding more comfortable. Sicheng held onto her hip, but didn’t do anything to help her sink down onto his length. She moaned out when Sicheng was snug inside her tight walls. Grinding in slow rhythm, DYVLONY woman repeated the moves, around and around, slightly up and down, until WinWin hit her cervix with sharp thrust upwards.

-Argh, - she moaned out, and Sicheng looked down to the makeshift stage on the end of the podium where the curtains started to move for the next show. Delivering another sharp thrust, he smacked her ass, with the sound echoing through the cubicle.

-Gentlemen, - the hostess started the act, - we have a little surprise for you this evening. We might have a gift with us tonight that we had encountered a little bit earlier.

The curtain dropped down revealing seven naked women, some spreading their legs straight away, playing with themselves, touching their own nipples, and moaning in pleasure, besides one, that looked a bit different from the others, and Sicheng thought that he definitely has seen this woman somewhere.

-We have a special offer, - hostess smiled, - but only for the owner of the biggest dick.

Hostess stalked closer to the one Sicheng had “recognized”, touching her leg slightly, until she parted them, her head lulling back. WinWin knew that she was on drugs, despite the fact that people only go there if they want sex, she definitely seemed like she was out of place.

-This is the tightest pussy we can offer, - the hostess spoke, and for some reason hearing the words “tightest” made Sicheng grab onto the woman much stronger, forcing her onto his lap with such a force, that it knocked the air out of her lungs.

-How do we know she’s the tightest?

A voice from the crowd asked, to which WinWin paid slight attention, the woman was riding him with such effort, chasing her end, WinWin needed to empty his balls too, so he succumbed into the pleasure, while the noises only were background music to him. The sounds of sex and breathing, the only noise surrounding him and his partner.

Post sex bliss came too fast, and Sicheng left not knowing the troubles that had occurred after he left.

Later that evening, at his home, he revised the photos of aliens, only to find out that an alien was under his nose all the time while he was fucking someone. He could have made a bait of being the owner of the biggest dick to have the poor human girl with him right at this second, but he didn’t realize that.

Now he had you.

*

Red. Red everywhere. Blood. So much blood. Tools. Wood carvings, knives, ropes, tape, a lot of plastic wrap. A person wearing black rain coat. He is turning around, you see his face.

-Now that you have seen me, I cannot let you go, - he laughed.

Your friend tied to other side of the barn, trying to form a sentence.

-Please, let my friend go, - she whispers. The man walks over and grabs her face with his gloved hand.

-Aren’t you talkative all of the sudden, - taking a knife he plunges it in your friends body, she screams out in pain. – bad girls get punished. First, you didn’t like the carvings I made for you, and now you disobey my orders?

You cannot watch as you turn away and shut your eyes, your friends’ screams echoes through the barn and through your whole body. Killer turns around and shouts:

-Look at her! LOOK AT HER as I kill her, this is the last time you see her alive, LOOK AT HER!!!

-Noooo….!!!

Waking up with a scream, cold sweat was covering your body. Why did your mind kept on bringing you back to that awful night?

“It’s just a dream”, you whispered in silence.

The room Sicheng had provided you with was neat, small, with only a few things inside it. But one of them caught your attention the most- the bookcase. It was filled with various books, different sizes, some older, some newer, this would be a good past time, so you wouldn’t have to have a conversation with your host.

He might have changed his mind about planting a chip, but deep down you knew, like you and “your host” had seen first-hand “people don’t change”.

A book that said “ETALOC family tree” somehow caught your eye, and not thinking any further, you grabbed it from the shelf, opening it straight up. The history class teacher had mentioned this a little bit, the name wasn’t so foreign to you as you tried to remember it.

In the early 13560s, DYVLONY was known for it’s advancements in technology, also known as ETALOC. What happened behind closed doors, wasn’t known to public until a researcher, by the name of Rex 06 found out the ugly truth of what really happened at the farmhouse facility.

Rex 06 had discovered the “farmhouse” to be a place where DYVLONY women gave birth to children, who later were experimented on to make a perfect specimen. Scientists at this facility would conceive a child by sleeping with each other, later on giving them drugs to “induce their mortality, mental health and strengthen their intuition”. Rex 06 was ETALOC children.

Established Lost Children.

Rex 06 aka Dong Sicheng of WinWin enterprises was not the founder of the farmhouse facility, that was burned down by him and other children, who later grew up in our society, and also turned out to be more intelligent than any other DYVLONY.

The real owners were his so called parents, Mia and Theo Sicheng, who were well respected scientists, who also had six more children under their wing. Mia and Theo made the farmhouse facility for the lost children tech, teaching children A-Y-O technology before they could speak, hence the reason, why Dong Sicheng is so high up now.

WinWin Enterprises is a well-known firm, that has climbed to the top, after nearly thirty years of “making things right” again. Only the proof that Dong Sicheng had provided the High-Court with was the reason the company rise from the ashes.

WinWin had undoubtedly proved that the tech his lab makes, won’t harm anyone, will advance DYVLONY at least 300 years ahead in time, he also proved, that all the subjects of ETALOC are safe, understanding DYVLONY beings, who were born and bred like any other DYVLONY, with a slight hint of advancement presented to them.

Shutting the book, you sighed.

ETALOC, for some reason, in history class was made out to be something completely different. Yes, the tech part was right, but in a million years, you didn’t assume, that they made babies just to be made into some crazy scientists!

Rex 06? How did he get away, how did he know it wasn’t right what they were doing?

A sudden knock on the door disturbed your new found information; it still was in the middle of being processed in your brain.

-We have a visitor, - Sicheng said, leaving the door open, and you knew you had to follow him.

Walking down the stairs, you were greeted by a stranger.

-Hi! – He waved his hand; - I am Kun, the local pastor.

-Hello, - you said, waving back.

-Could we have some cuppa, please, - pastor Kun said to WinWin, - you don’t mind, do you, old pal?

So they knew each other? Small world?

-Let’s sit down, shall we? - You followed Kun and sat down. – I am sure you have many questions to ask, and this is probably a bit weird for you, but I can assure that you are safe here.

-Doesn’t feel like it, - you murmured quietly.

-Huh? What was that? – Pastor re-asked.

-Nothing, - you kept your mouth shut, while Sicheng was making a brew in the kitchen.

-I’ve brought you some bad news, - Kun started, placing both his hands in his lap in a small prayer like pose. – Mrs. YLPO is in need of a pace maker, and my old friend here, can help me with that.

WinWin returned with two cups of something flaming hot, there was a literal fire blazing from the top.

-You know, Y/N can’t have that… - pastor Kun warned.

-This is for you and me, - Sicheng said wearing no expression, - hers is still in the making, I had to water it down three times…

With that he walked out again, coming back with a cup that looked ok, comparing the other two flaming liquids. Pastor didn’t seem to mind the flames, as he took a sip from his drink.

-Ugh, a nice one, - he said, licking his lips.

-Why are you here? -  WinWin went straight for the deal.

-As I was explaining to dear Y/N here, we need your help, we as in hospital.. Your company produces pace-makers don’t they?

Sicheng nodded.

-Mrs. YLPO is in need of one, and I know it’s very expensive, but I am hoping with prayers, that the community will provide what god has given us, to give and do well.

-What’s in it for me? – Sicheng asked, his head slightly tilted.

-Well, you get to keep the beautiful human girl here under your wing, as long as you’d like to provide her with home, because we think, that even after the surgery, Mrs. YLPO will need a few months recovery time.

-I refuse! – You stood up, your legs shaking.

-Sit down! - WinWin was on his feet as well.

Now, you weren’t obedient, but when Sicheng said those words, you sat. Pastor Kun raised an eyebrow.

-You are not my father, - you somehow managed to squeak out.

-But you live in my house, and my house has rules, is that clear?

You nodded.

What is it with good looking, yet freaky man?

-I think you need to set your boundaries straight, - pastor Kun said, - if you don’t treat miss Y/N with respect, I will take her away, and you know it. Now, I understand why you wanted a human for yourself, but I also know, that if you harm her, doesn’t matter how, you are in the death penalty row, because of what happened to ETALOC, you know this Sicheng. Do you really want to risk it?

When these words left pastor Kun’s mouth, Sicheng grew more angry. WinWin knows it’s true, if he is deemed to be unstable by any chance even aggressive or slightly off, he is to be removed from the current society.

-Ok, so Y/N stay’s here, - it was the first time you heard your own name coming from him, and it made you tremble. Did the room get hot by any chance?

You finally took a sip from your drink, when pastor and WinWin both got up, leaving you alone.

-I know I can trust you, - Kun said again, - yeah?

Sicheng nodded.

-I will be coming again in a few weeks, ok? - Kun warned, - I want her safe and looking as nice as ever in your care, yes?

Sicheng nodded again.

Fuck this bullshit.

-Ahh, before I go, - Kun whipped out his phone, - look at my S/O! Doesn’t she look pretty?

Sicheng nodded.

-That’s what love can do.

And with that pastor Kun was gone. WinWin stared outside, while pastor’s vehicle disappeared from his sight. Human was in his house, a human who is fragile and needs love and support. What if he doesn’t know what it is?

In the farmhouse things had been different, so much easier. Mommy and daddy wouldn’t let you hug them or tell your concerns. In the farmhouse, Rex 06 had to learn and learn hard, if he didn’t, he’d spend a day re-writing molecular structures of bio and organic chemistry.

After seeing picture book that was labeled “family”, he discovered that mommy and daddy did not do what parents did, didn’t do what they were supposed to. A ten year old kid would understand a little bit right?

But Dong Sicheng wasn’t any child. He was ETALOC. And like in the good, not so good olden days, WinWin will learn how to treat a human right, how to understand emotions of the human in his household, how to make the human happy, what makes the human “human”?

*Wet underwear mishap/// 3rd week of living with Dong Sicheng*

The first couple of weeks were “tremendous”. Sicheng barely spoke, he didn’t leave house much, but you were free to roam around, even go into the garden, the only rule was “not to disturb him when he works”.

He was making the pace-maker for your previous “owner” apparently he had asked his company to allow him to make it at his own house, so he could keep you safe.

Two days after pastors’ visit, his lab guys brought him some tech from his laboratory, put it somewhere you didn’t really see. You only assumed that WinWin had like a work space at the other side of the house.

The more you discovered about the house, the more you realized, that it actually was quite spacious. With a lot of empty spaces, like the kitchen cabinets for example.

-Can we go to the shop? – you asked while having dinner.

-We can, - Sicheng answered.

These past few days had reminded him a bit of the farmhouse, but the only difference where, that you were a girl. Well, the other was that you had no clue about science or chemistry, but he would never say that out loud.

While shopping, you snooped around, carelessly asking random questions, so you could get him to tell you about his past. It didn’t work. He was as tightly shut as a clam, and prying it open, wouldn’t do.

When walking through the clothing section, you took in your own hands what you needed the most, yep, more underwear.

DYVLONY eh, kinky motherfuckers.

-Uhm, - you stared at the ceiling, - are there no other options for underwear?

WinWin looked at you.

-What do you mean? – He took a pack from your hands, - what’s wrong about this one?

The fact that it had holes in the “right places” wasn’t enough, this was so flimsy, it wouldn’t even cover the crack.

-It’s like walking naked…

-So? – Sicheng just answered. – Nothing wrong with walking naked.

-I want big mamma underpants, where can I get some?! – You nearly lost it.

-Why? – You know, if other people saw your bickering, they would assume you both were a couple, but to you, this was embarrassing and ridiculous.

How do you explain someone, that you also have a period every once in a month?

-I get wet once a month, - you blurted.

Huh? What is this? Was that how you wanted to say it? Probably no.

The corners of Sichengs’ ears turned pink. Oh?

-Nooo, I mean, - you tried to explain, - I bleed once a month, so I need a few items…

WinWin nodded. DYVLONY women were similar, he had a bad experience with bleeding once, and he didn’t want that again.

-Ahh, ok, ok, - and after that he helped you get everything you wanted.

*It came out wrong/// 4th week with Dong Sicheng*

Driving down to the shop was now an every week thing for the both of you. Trip to the grocery stores, filling un Sicheng’s cupboards, heck, making dinner together, was a quality time for the both of you.

WinWin’s need to plant you a different chip was long forgotten, as he learned how to be human together with you.

-How do you call this? – driving over a speed bump, you asked.

-Speed hump? – Sicheng double checked, if that’s what you wanted to hear.

-Ahh, - you said, - haven’t had a good humpah humpah in a while…

You burst out laughing, and to your surprise, Sicheng laughed together with you.

* Lucky cupboard *

Stepping on a chair to get to the high cupboards, making sure everything was put in a place after the shopping you just done, was a human thing to do. WinWin was free to do his job, while you did “housework”.

Last week he had confessed to you, that he actually has not much clue on most mundane things, like washing up and using some kitchen appliances. He might me a tech genius, but he was also a guy who had not cared for things like that.

As a ten year old, he was thrust into the normal DYVLONY world, put in a care home, then from family to family, until he grew out of the system, was free to do what he wanted and how he wanted it.

When he was turned back to the care home, his “parent’s” at that time just said:

-We cannot keep him, - a pause, - he’s too advanced, he has no interest in playing with others, we got him a dog, he didn’t want him, he’s strange, we can’t…

Reading the ingredients on one of the packages, you realized, it’s like flour, just made from different crops.

-What are you up to? – Sichengs’ voice boomed through the kitchen, and you were unprepared for what happened after. The flour pack fell from your hands, and as you tried to reach for it, you lost your balance. WinWin was there to save you as you fell directly in his arms, with your bum landing on the kitchen counter.

The pause between the two of you was too long. It felt like the time had stopped to see if you shared the same attraction towards each other. Sicheng knew this better than anyone.

After Pastor Kun’s last visit, he had said it in his face:

-I can tell that you like her, - he had giggled, - you do have a soul, Sicheng, it’s just a matter of time, till you understand exactly what it means…

Sicheng’s lips had reached for the corner of your mouth. It was just a light peck, but your roaming hands weren’t letting him go, and you pulled him in, to kiss him fully on the lips. Not once you had a kiss like this, and Sicheng couldn’t agree more. WinWin himself, had never had a kiss. He had plenty of sex encounters, but he would never kiss someone. He didn’t fully understand the kiss itself, why did he feel like he was drinking you in?

Slowly stepping away from you, Sicheng excused himself again.

Mrs. YLPO pace maker was made a few weeks ago, and she had already had her surgery, so he didn’t have to run away, he just felt like he needed the space.

His human side was showing now.

You knew it.

The look in his eyes when he thinks you’re not watching him, the way he is helping you out doing small shores. The small things have made it into love. You could say it out loud. The three amazing words that people are so afraid to say. The three words that make people disappear from your life, therefore, you are only to keep them deep down in your heart, if they would ever flash themselves on the surface, you’d be in big trouble.

* Two idiots in love *

Now everybody knows the traditional story of the boy and a girl who fell in love. No one has heard a story of two idiots falling in love, sometimes for the wrong reasons, sometimes, because, simply because they want each other in their lives.

After the kiss incident, things went from awkward to being weird on a next level. The second hand embarrassment lived within the both of you for a bit, till the kiss happened again. The kiss at breakfast, after having a nice meal, was a thank you from you to Sicheng.

The kiss at dinner however, was a thank you from Sicheng to you.

A later on kiss, was a make out session between the two of you, when Sicheng spoke quietly.

-I am not fully right in the head, - he confessed.

-I am not either, - you whispered.

-I am ETALOC, - he finally said it, - my past is something I am not proud of, it’s something I try to forget most of the days…

-I know, but it’s also the reason, why you are so smart, - you simply stated, - I found a book, and I read it, so I know, you don’t ever have to shy away from me because of that. I did a little bit of studying, so I’m not completely hopeless. Do you know who I am, Sicheng?

He nodded his head.

-I am an alien on your planet, I have seen bad and good in people, I’ve escaped a killer when I saw how my friend was killed in front of my eyes. I have forgotten what day it is, when I first arrived, I tried my best to count down the days, till someone would find us, but I turned away more and more, forgetting who I was.

-It’s the 24th of December, - Sicheng said, - I also did some reading… detective Ten provided me with some notes of your people celebrations, which his mother had written down when she first arrived on our planet.

Technically he didn’t ask for them, he stole them with the help of his snitch, but as long as Ten doesn’t know, nobody knows.

-It’s Christmas? – You asked, nearly sheading a tear.

-I got you something, - Sicheng stood up and went for the small present that he had made himself, and he also tried wrapping it. Focus on “tried”.

Opening the small parcel, you nearly dropped.

In front of your eyes was what looked like a collar, decorated with shiny gems, there was also a small not attached “will you be my diamond?”

-Oh, wow, - you were speechless.

-You don’t like it? – WinWin choked on his own saliva, thinking you are going to reject him.

-Uhm, I mean it’s nice, - you said, - and it’s Christmas, and I don’t have a present for you… I’m so sorry.

Wiping away your tears, Sicheng kissed your cheek.

-If you agree and take this collar, you will be mine, - he was confident now, - and I need to tell you this. – he paused, - I have grown to love your perfect imperfections, your smart ass when you want something, how you smile with your eyes and how you play dumb, when you think I won’t notice what you’ve done.

-What have I done? - You asked.

-You have bewitched me body and soul, and I must tell you, that I love you… - Sicheng confessed, his heart being lifted from that darkness that he’s had for such long time. – I won’t ever hurt you, and I am sorry for the way I treated you when we first met. Do you accept my proposal?

You nodded, taking out his collar.

-I do, because I love you too…

*

Wearing his collar had made you more confident in his eyes. You could freely give him kisses and steal them when you wanted it the most. Nights you spent tangled up in his bed sheets, when the morning arise, you’d be both cooking breakfast, only to leave for bed shortly after that.

The sexual appetite you both shared was insatiable.

-I could do this all day, you know, - WinWin whispered, kissing your jaw, his hand tangled in your hair, pulling you close to him.

His lips searched for yours and you gave him access. Flipping him over, you towered over Sicheng, climbing on top of his lap, grinding down onto his already hard shaft. Your lips traced his jawline the same way how he had done to you, and later you playfully bit his earlobe. Sicheng’s ears changed color straight away, the tips light pink now, but he enjoyed it even more.

His strong, naked torso was now worshipped by your tongue, licking at his nipples, pointing your tongue into his navel, earning a giggle from Sicheng. Grabbing his member through his grey sweats while reaching to kiss his lips, Sicheng groaned into your mouth. His hands searched for your hips in return, pushing you down onto him, so he could flip you over.

-Baby, Y/N, - he shushed you, - now it’s my turn to play.

Undressing you hastily, to get you naked faster, Sicheng held your collar between his fingers.

-Mine, - he whispered, and it had never sounded sexier than in that moment.

Realizing, you were wearing the “flimsy” panties, as you had pointed it out before, made Sicheng chuckle, he snapped the band against your skin, earning a yelp from you.

-You make such nice sounds, - he smiled, kissing your mound through the underwear. Licking the material, he tasted your essence, moving your panties aside and licking a bold strip gathering the wetness on the tip of his tongue. – Let’s get you out of these.

Helping you get rid of your garment, Sicheng returned to his previous position, hooking your leg over his shoulder, while diving back in your hot sex with his tongue. Your body arched from the bed, while Sicheng’s tongue explored your folds, loud moans echoed the bedroom, your climax reaching its peak. Sliding your hands down to reach for your partner, you grabbed onto his hair, Sicheng obeyed and got back to the same level as you.

Kissing him fiercely, you looked him in the eyes.

-I need you now, - you said, the hunger visible in your body language.

WinWin didn’t need to be told twice, as he lined himself up with your entrance, the tip of his penis slowly grazing the wetness, and you moaned in his mouth once more. Making eye contact when Sicheng entered you was something you guys did on purpose, somehow crossing that border of trust between each other. Slowly inch by inch he forced himself inside of your tight wetness. Didn’t matter how many times you guys had sex, you were tight every time, making you eager for the slight pain and pleasure that followed afterwards.

Sicheng didn’t fit; he was more than halfway in, when you were already full, coming again, speared on his hard cock. It was his DYVLONY blood that made him such advanced in the “downstairs” department, and for both of you to enjoy the love making, he had to be patient, for your body to adjust, to let him in, just a bit more.

After your second orgasm of the night, the wetness seemed to be gushing out of you, providing Sicheng’s cock with more lubrication, and finally getting in a rhythm, he was ready to make your body succumb to the pleasure he would give you. Holding on your hand, he entwined your fingers, as his hips thrust into you again, slow kisses bruising your lips.

No words were exchanged between the both of you, just pure closeness of each other’s bodies, looking down you could see your belly bulging from how deep and how big Sicheng actually was. When his hand reached down to play with your clit, he made a d-tour, his palm pressing his hard length that was hidden inside of you.

The pressure of it had you feeling that you needed to go for a wee.

-Wait, - you whispered, not knowing what the new feeling was.

Sicheng looked at you with furrowed brows, but he didn’t stop at all, he continued his movements, and when the pressure of your abused cunt was too much, you let go with such force, black dots colored your vision, making your body convulse and ejaculate. WinWin followed soon after, hot ropes of his cum painting your insides, the mixed juices forcing themselves out from your body, dripping on the sheets.

He held you close and kissed your lips, like he always had done, making sure you were alright, keeping you warm in his embrace.

-Clean up can wait, - he just said, - are you ok?

You nodded. With him, it will always be ok.

*

feedback is always appreciated, i know i’ve not been here for a bit, so i thought i make a little something on Christmas for all Wayv lovers out there, i hope you guys enjoy

[markxmelon]

Parings: WinWin x Simp!Yuta & Simp!Y/N

Pronouns: She/Her

Genre: Fluff, Slightly Comedic

Warnings: Switches between Sicheng and WinWin, WayV members make an appearance(including Lucas), they’re in high school, let me know if I missed any

Word Count: 1.3k

This was on my Wattpad account and I hope it gets more love on tumblr! I’ve been kind scared to post on here because y’all are elite on here lol. I hope you babes enjoy!

Winwin walks down the school hallway casually. However, he was scared. Nothing was amiss, but that's what terrifies him. He’s scared of losing this serene feeling of calmness. He's almost to his class. Maybe there's nothing to be afraid of, he thought. But he thought too soon.

"AHHH THERE HE IS! I CAN'T BELIEVE WE ALMOST MISSED HIM!"

"SICHENG, OVER HERE!"

He sighs to himself. His foot steps quicken as he heard the owners of the voices run in his direction. Sadly he wasn't quick enough. The cheerful y/n and Yuta show up on both sides of Winwin.

Y/n and Yuta are Winwin's biggest fans. They know everything about him. His favorite foods, outfits, number, music, etc. They worshipped and loved Winwin. He, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with them.

"Sicheng, did you eat breakfast today?" Yuta asks.

"Yes."

"Do you have lunch money? If you don't then I-"

"Yes."

"Yuta stop annoying him!" Y/n says as she wraps her arm around Winwin's arm. "You sound like his mother. We need to sound cool."

Yuta nods. "You're right!"

Y/n clears her throat. "You and us Sicheng. Lunch. Be there or be squared." Her smirk full of confidence.

"No."

Winwin pulls his arm away from y/n and walks into his class.

Y/n pouts and Yuta pats her back. "We'll get him one day, y/n." Yuta puts his fist out, y/n puts her hand over his fist, and they vigorously shake their hands. "GARBAGE COMPACTOR!!!" They yell with smiles on their faces.

A girl and her friends walked passed them, "Losers." The girl and her friends laugh.

Yuta and y/n look down and scurry to class.

Ten and Winwin walk into the cafeteria together.

"Today just sucks. Test, annoying teachers, my head hurts, I even spilled coffee on myself this morning. Thanks for the hoodie by the way." Winwin says to Ten. "Yeah no problem." Ten replies with a wave of his hand.

"I swear if one more thing happens today I might lose it." Winwin sits at the table with the rest of his friends. "Long day?" Lucas asks. "Very." He puts his head down. "Looks like it's about to get even longer." Hendery says with an amused chuckle.

"Sicheng!" Y/n and Yuta yell in sync as usual. Winwin groans.

"You came to lunch late today so we managed to save all the good stuff for you." The two gave up their lunches to Winwin. "Thanks...go away now." The duo still didn't leave. "Do you need help eating Winwin? You look tired." Yuta asks. "No stupid! If he's tired he clearly needs a massage." Y/n argues. "You'll have to kill me to have a moment like that with him." They argue back and forth, Winwin's headache only gets worse. The two stop arguing at the sound of Winwin's voice, "Can you guys please leave?" "Of course, but first," Y/n pulls a note out of her backpack, "I wrote a note for you. I hope you like it and that it makes your day." She holds the note out but Winwin doesn't take it.

"Sicheng, aren't you going to take it?" He keeps his head down. "Sicheng?" No response. She pokes his arm. Nothing. She continuously pokes his arm and, eventually, he snaps. "Oh. My. GOD! Can you take a hint?! I don't want your stupid letter!" He takes the letter from y/n's hands, then rips it up. "When will you understand that I hate you?! All you do is annoy me! Please do me a favor and stay the HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!!"

Y/n's eyes fill with tears and she runs out of the cafeteria. A worried Yuta chases after her, not before he picks up the ripped pieces of paper off the floor though.

Winwin turns back to the table annoyed. "Weren't you a little harsh with her?" Xiaojun asks. "Yeah poor girl." Kun adds.

"She'll be fine. Her and Yuta will be running back to me tomorrow." He says with a shrug as he eats the food his ultimate fans left for him. "If you say so..." YangYang says.

Winwin walks down the school hallway casually. However, he was scared. Nothing was amiss, but that's what terrifies him. He’s scared of losing this serene feeling of calmness. He's almost to his class. Maybe there's nothing to be afraid of, he thought. This time he was correct. "Or so I thought." Winwin mumbles to himself as he saw y/n and Yuta walk in his direction. He sighs, but then feels nothing but confusion as they both walk straight passed him. He shrugs, maybe they have to be early for class. He continues on with his day as if nothing's wrong.

"So how is today going? Anything new?" Ten asks as he and Winwin walk to lunch. "No...today has actually been very quiet. Y/n and Yuta haven't talked to me all day." "That's weird." "Very."

Winwin makes it through the whole day without one interaction with y/n and Yuta. I'll probably have to pry them off of me tomorrow.

They ignored him the next day and the day after that. Soon it was a whole 2 weeks without them.

"Hey I left my wallet in my locker, can you help me pay for lunch?" Winwin asks Ten, who was in front of him in line. "Sorry bro. I only have enough money for me." Winwin sighs then leaves the lunch line to get his money.

He gets his wallet out of his locker and when he closes it, he sees Yuta standing in front of him. Winwin jumps. He raises an eyebrow at Yuta.

"I miss you Sicheng. I know you low-key love me and y/n, but have a hard time showing it. However, y/n doesn't know that you're like that and you really hurt her feelings."

Winwin rolls his eyes and sarcastically asks, "Aren't you guys supposed to know everything about me? How did she not know that?"

"I don't know...that girl is horrible at telling emotions." Yuta responds obliviously.

"Well her being upset is not my problem. I've been less stressed lately without you guys constantly bugging me." He tries to walk past Yuta but he grabs his arm. Yuta grabs a note from his pocket. "Please just read this." He pleads. Winwin looks at Yuta for a moment then grabs the letter. Yuta lets go of his arm and walks away.

Winwin notices the clear tape on the note. He must've taped y/n's letter back together. He finally takes the time to read the letter.

" Dear Sicheng,

First I want to thank you for being a part of my life. I'm sorry for being so annoying and consistently bothering you. It's just ever since I first meet you, I knew you were the one for me. Even if you wanted nothing to do with me. You protected me from those mean girls and even helped me run away from them. I'll never forget how kind you were for doing that. I even met my best friend Yuta because of you. Thank you for existing Dong Sicheng. I love you ♥︎.

From the bottom of my heart,

Y/n y/l/n “

Winwin's heart did something as he read the letter. I kinda miss my simps. He looks around for y/n, but can't find her or Yuta anywhere. After running around and noticing that lunch ends in 15 minutes, he gives up and goes to sit in the school's garden. Feeling sorta bad about what he said to y/n.

He finds a bench and sits with his head in his hands. His stomach growls. That's right. I haven't eaten yet... Winwin moves his hands from his head and noticed a hand holding out a bento box full of food. He looks up and sees that it's y/n. He takes the box while still looking at her. She's still so kind to me. Even after what I said to her. Why? She sits next to him. Not a word has been said.

Without thinking Winwin places his hand over y/n's and pecked her cheek. "Thank you."

He takes y/n's flushed cheeks and sheepish smile as her forgiving him.

[papercupids]

luv u - dong sicheng

pairing -> dong sicheng x reader

au -> established relationship

genre -> comfort, angst, hurt.

summary -> you've imagined all the worst scenarios of telling sicheng that you don't deserve him, but the reality is slightly different.

warnings -> angst ? self deprecating thoughts

word count -> 817 words

a/n -> yes, i've ripped sicheng's dialogue off from turtles all the way down and so what. also yes sicheng plus comfort fics is my ultimate luv so deal w it <3

"i feel like i don't deserve you, sicheng,"

you could imagine how that conversation could go and these days it was your favourite thing to do, go over it until you had convinced yourself that it was real. you'd say, "sicheng, i love you but i really can't do this anymore," and they'd be the words he wanted to hear for a long time.

he'd say, "okay, whatever you want," 

wouldn't he?

you didn't imagine he'd run after you and grab your arm, "please don't leave, let's talk this out?"

it was hard to predict sicheng, from the crush phase itself. you'd stare at him across the cafe and he'd stare out of it, and you were convinced he got better things to do. but he had been there again, asking you if he could sit next to you.

why not?

but he'd been there, softly grazing your hand in winters when you'd be cuddling on the couch, or  even in the summers when you'd ask him to get some ice cream and you didn't have to ask the second time.

he loved you, it was very visible.

why was it so hard to believe he could love you? but why did someone like sicheng even love you?

it felt like some privilege you didn't deserve, even though you'd earned it.

 "i don't deserve you, sicheng," it was the second scenario, and while the first took place outside, in public, in a restaurant, preferably a date, this one took place at home while you were hunched down on your knees and it was another one of your breakdowns. 

"good, i don't deserve you, either,"

but you couldn't actually imagine sicheng's face saying that when he was usually holding your hand through it, gently using his thumbs to wipe tears off your cheek and letting you nuzzle into him when you wanted to.

there were a couple of his friends that you'd think he'd be better with, people who would stick around and actually be something good.

and he'd leave, he'd leave for the time being because you'd have to pack your bags from his apartment.

for now, he was sleeping peacefully beside you, the sun softly peeking out from the curtains beside him and cozily lighting up his face.

there was no doubt you love him, even though it scares you and a year ago you would have laughed at the possibility, but it was what had ended up happening.

you were so sure he'd follow like not even 5 minutes later if you woke up right now, "good morning, did you sleep well?"  

you scoot closer into his body, its just as warm as you want it to be. he's really pretty, not that you have left any opportunity to tell him that.

"i don't deserve you, sicheng," this one particularly is a hurting scenario, you're going to have dinner with his parents and you have been quiet all evening, annd sicheng is on the edge of cancelling the dinner when you whisper it out in the car.

and he's hurt, but it's for the best, because you really don't deserve all these good things, do you?

and he'll stop the car at some bus stop for you to go back home from.

but when you say it, in reality, you're standing in the kitchen, cutting some vegetables and he's offering to do them for you so you can get on with the other tasks and you wipe your hands on your apron when your cheeks start getting wet with the stream of tears.

"i don't deserve you, sicheng,"

his eyes soften, although he's taken aback by the suddenness of the breakdown, he's cupping your face, forcing you to look up at him through your blurry eyes. 

he swipes his thumbs on either side of your cheeks slowly as you sniff.

"y/n,"

"i really don't deserve you, sicheng, i'm-"

"shush," 

he slowly pulls you into a hug and you lean in, grateful for the comfort he provides, now ytour face is buried in his chest and as he speaks you can feel the sound of his heartbeat along with his voice.

"baby, i love you,"

his fingers run through your hair slowly.

"and baby, you deserve it. every ounce of it."

you pull away and wipe your tears but you know something is going on in that head of his and he looks at you as he gives you small smile hoping you would, too.

"you know what, baby?" 

"hmm?" 

"look at me, baby" and he cups your face again because your tears haven't stopped yet.

"nothing in this world is deserved except for love, that love is both how you become a person  and why. so my love, i love you, and you deserve it. you deserve it so much,"

you take his hands from your face and kiss his hands.

"i love you,"

[doeilovr]

WAYV AS MAFIAS

request: hiii idk if you are open for request but can i request wayv as mafias?? (idk it could be a reaction or anything :3 which is easier for you) thank you! (if it isn't open, ignore this idea jajajajjaj)

disclaimer: I don't want to romanticize the idea of the mafia or portray it as a something good, please know that! don't take this seriously, it's solely based on tv and has nothing to do with the real wayv members either!

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KUN:

・ Kun would be the loyal side kick, the boss' left and right hand.. he'd know everything and everyone and he'd be well respected and feared

・ you'd be as scared of him when you'd find yourself in a hail of bullets in the diner you'd work at.. next thing you'd know Kun would appear behind you, dragging you out of the diner and into his car

・ "who are you? What do you want? What's going on?" All these questions but Kun wouldn't budge a bit.. "I'm gonna take you to a motel, where you can stay until it's safe"..

・ "safe?" you'd shout at him as he would bring the car to a halt.. "listen", he'd lean over and take hold of your shoulders, "go inside and stay there until I'll come and get you... you have nothing to do with this and I couldn't forgive myself if you got hurt, now go"

・ you'd wait almost all night, sitting in the corner of your room.. the door would swing open and fall shut again, a blood drenched but exhausted Kun walking in and kneeling down in front of you.. "come on, I'll take you home"

TEN:

・ Ten would be everywhere and nowhere at the same time.. he'd the be type no one wanted as his enemy, he'd be feared and famous for his teasing smirk before he went in for a kill

・ one night, as you’d be walking down the street you'd almost get robbed, it would be Ten to save you... you immediately knew who he was without having ever seen him

・ “What are you doing all alone at night my darling”, he would say in a dark, yet sweet tone, “you know there are some bad men out here.”

・ "But you won’t hurt me”, you’d counter, Ten’s smirk fading. “Why’s that?”.. you'd swallow, his sharp gaze studying you.. "Because you’re a good person".. and that would be the beginning of a long and adventurous journey for you ;)

HENDERY:

・ Hendery would be the head of the Security, always making sure his team and his boss were traveling and living safely.. he'd be dead serious, up all night and living basically off of caffeine.. until he got hired to watch over you

・ at first you wouldn't be able to get through to him, but the more time passed the more he'd open up to you and you'd finally get to know him

・ hendery would have a soft spot for you and when things got really dangerous he'd even take a bullet for you, before he would take down the bad guys all on his own.. and even after his job of watching over you would be officially finished, he'd still stay by your side and even confess his love to you uwu

YANGYANG:

・ YangYang would be responsible for weapons and and fighting.. he usually spent his time training new recruits and teaching them how to defend themselves and how to kill

・ he was strong and quiet, as the time he served in military at young age would have scarred him in different ways.. he would've almost given up on his chance of getting over his past, but then you would join the team

・ he'd train with you all day and all night and slowly you'd start to talk to each other and find out about each other's past.. somehow you'd be like a remedy to YangYang and at some point he'd give in to his urge to hide his feelings and you could take your relationship to the next level (I'm on the n-e-x-t level.. I'm sorry)

XIAOJUN:

・Xiaojun would be the newest member of the mafia at the time you met.. you'd be the daughter of the boss and cross paths with him every now and then, either when he'd be in the gym trying to perfect his fighting skills or when he would join you and your dad at dinner

・ that's how you'd get to know each other.. but when one day someone would break into your mansion and you'd have to hide, Xiaojun would quickly find you and save you from the intruder

・ that would make a good impression on your father and he'd offer Xiaojun to be your personal bodyguard.. which would be perfect as you two would've realized you had feelings for each other

・ this way Xiaojun could protect you and be with you all day to show you his love and affection (😪)

WINWIN:

・ Winwin would be like a secret weapon or the ace amongst the mafia.. he'd be the smartest yet the quietest.. something which drew you to him the second he'd introduce himself to the new trainees (which included you)

・ you'd train night and day and try your best to impress Winwin (which was harder than you'd expect)

・ you'd become partners and go on missions together to watch over some suspicious clients of your organization.. it'd be strange though as Winwin would be very focused on finding a specific person.. the killer of his family

・ he'd have to tell you the truth about his past at some point and somehow it would be something you'd bond over.. you'd promise to find the killer of his family with him and that you would do.. on the way would be many challenges, but the more time would pass the closer you'd get

・until the point Winwin had the suspect right in front of him but would still chose to save you instead as you would have gotten injured in the process.. he'd realize there'd be more to his life than revenge and that would be you aw

LUCAS:

・ at first Lucas wasn't excited to watch over you.. it'd be a task he would have been forced to do as he had a lot to make up for ruining a mission in the past..

・ but the more he'd watch you, the more he'd find himself smiling over your cute antics and he'd try his very best to make you smile too.. he'd want you to feel as safe as possible with him.. in the beginning you wouldn't trust him, but you too would change your mind after a while as you'd realize how sweet and caring Lucas would be

・ it'd be a matter of time until you'd fall in love and when you weren't in danger any more, Lucas would change his profession so he could be with you

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a/n: anon the biggest apology for the delay.. I don't even know if you remember requesting this! I hope you enjoy it though <3

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