#we need to normalize loving winwin

[thesingingrevolution]

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[oracle-of-dream]

Dinner with Friends

Minors DNI

Summary: Being married to one of the richest men in the country has benefits. He loves you so much that he'd move the sun if it made you happy. But he'd also run over someone if they think they could make you happier than him.

Warning: Top Male Reader, Bathroom Sex, Bottom Winwin, Husbands, Jealous Winwin, Rich Winwin, Possesive Winwin, Creampie, Denied Orgasm, Blowjob

Wordcount: 2.3k

You were sitting in your room, deciding which ring to wear to match your outfit when you heard the front door open.

"Baby! I'm home~" Your husband called out to you from downstairs.

"I'm in the bedroom," You called back.

You kept looking through your jewelry as you heard his footsteps echo through the house. Each drawer in your jewelry box had been filled with beautiful rings as a gift from your husband. Winwin always liked bringing you things when he knew he'd done something to make you upset. As much as you protested about spending so much on you, there was no way you could ever refuse such gifts.

Your husband stepped into the room, his footsteps clicking against the hardwood floor.

You turned to see him followed by one of his assistants with shopping bags. You pointed at them, "What's all this, Winwin?"

"I remembered we're going out for dinner, so I bought us some matching outfits!" He cheered as his assistant placed each bag on the bench inside the closet.

"We are not going out for dinner. I'm going out with my friends from school. We've talked about this, Winwin."

"But–What if I'm not sitting with you? I'll just be at another table!"

"Sicheng. You said you'd let me go to this dinner without you." You kissed his hand, "I know you want to go, but you sometimes get possessive. I don't want you to scare my friends. It's just dinner and I'll be back before you know it."

Winwin deflated at you using his real name. He loved the nickname you gave him and that only you called him that. All his work companions, assistants, and even family members call him by his first name. "But what if I get lonely," His eyes welled up with tears.

"Sicheng! You are not going to cry into having your way this time. I'm putting my foot down about this."

Winwin wiped away his tears as his face hardened, "Well, you still need the chauffeur with you. And one of my assistants, as agreed."

You sighed, "I was hoping you were joking about that. There's no way it'll be a normal dinner with one of your men following me."

"You can't suddenly change our deal! Let's negotiate about not having the assistant go, I'm open to it."

"What's the offer?"

"I go instead."

You shook your head, "Not a chance. The assistant can come with me, but has to stay in the car."

"I arrive late to dinner, so I'm not there for the whole time."

"No. The assistant can come into the restaurant but has to have a seat on the other side of the restaurant."

Winwin threw his hands up, "You're impossible!"

"I'm not, you're just crazy."

"I'm not crazy!" He shouted at you.

You raised an eyebrow, "Are we seriously shouting about this now?"

Winwin sat down on the bed, "N-No, baby. I'm sorry..."

"Let's continue talking nicely."

"I really want to come with you!"

"I know, but you get to be too much sometimes."

"I'll tone it down."

You cocked your head to the side skeptically.

Your husband got on his knees in front of you, "Really! I will, I promise. No nonsense. Just a normal couple."

You knew he wouldn't budge on not going, or he'd pout when you'd come back home. You let out a heavy sigh, "Fine. Show me the outfits you picked out for us."

Winwin cheered as he leaped into your arms, smothering you with soft kisses, "Thank you, baby. You're too good to me!"

You were way too good to him. But if it was enough to keep him happy, and he'd at least try to be civil then you hoped things would go nicely.

The first five outfits were way too over the top. Gucci, Prada, and YXL from head to toe. It was just Winwin's taste, you knew he meant nothing by it. But none of your school friends knew you were married to someone so rich, and none were rich themselves. You needed something more lowkey.

You talked Winwin down to a matching black and brown set of clothes. You had a light brown cardigan with black stripes, a black T-shirt, and black slacks. He wore light brown plaid shorts and a black cropped coat that showed his toned stomach. You wore silver rings while he had a silver necklace and had a manicurist paint his nails.

After getting ready, Winwin called for the driver to take you to the restaurant. But you'd already called a taxi.

"Why are we taking a taxi? We already pay our driver to take you places."

You rubbed his head, "I know, but my friends take taxis. None of them have drivers, and you remember I told you I want things to be normal. This is normal for people who don't have drivers."

Winwin nodded dutifully as he climbed into the taxi, which you held the door for him. The driver took you straight to the restaurant, and Winwin quietly looked out of the non-tinted windows downtown. He'd driven through here multiple times since the business building was nearby, but he never had the time to relax and see everything he was missing. You watched him point out things that dazzled him like a child.

As you arrived at your destination, you opened the door for your husband and led him in to meet your friends. They were already seated since Winwin had taken a long time getting ready.

"Everyone, this is my husband, Sicheng," You introduced him to the group.

Your friends kindly greeted him, and Winwin was shy–clinging to your arm.

Dinner was going well. The table ordered a group-style meal and decided to split the bill evenly. You could feel Winwin squirm in his seat as you told him not to show off, meaning he couldn't offer to pick up the entire bill and tell everyone to order what they wanted.

He was doing rather well, after warming up to them, Winwin would occasionally ask a question or make a joke. But that flew out the window the moment you were involved...

One of your friends, another man, complimented your outfit, "You look so cute, just like in school."

Winwin's hand slid to your thigh under the table, squeezing it gently, "He doesn't tell me about school. What kind of kid was he?"

You tried to turn the conversation, "Guys, I–"

"Oh, the cutest! He was probably the favorite in our school! It was an all-boys school, but he got confessions constantly."

You chewed on your cheek as you felt Winwin's hand bare down on your thigh harder.

"Really!? Well–He is pretty cute, hm?" Winwin pinched your cheek as he laughed with your friends.

Another friend chimed in, "Yeah, even I asked him out at one point, but he turned me down flat out. Said I was like his older brother!"

Now you're fucked.

Winwin was getting playful with your friends, but not in a good way. He smiled, "Oh? So he rejected you, that must've stung. I know he's a catch, but I'm taking good care of him. Better than–"

You slapped his thigh, and a loud pop sounded from under the table, warning him. But Winwin instead took it up a notch, "What!? I am taking good care of you! They know you live at my house right? The one I pay with my money, from my company?"

"Winwin, that's enough."

"I don't think it is–Why don't I buy you all dessert? To show you all how good I treat you, y/n. I'll buy you whatever you want, as much as you want, just point at it."

Your friends took up a menu while you glared at your husband for breaking his promise.

"Don't be mad, babe, they want me to remind them I'm better. Just look at them. I can take care of anything, big or small," Winwin cupped your bulge under the table as he emphasized "big". He winked at you, as his hand tried to undo your belt.

You grabbed his hand and whispered, "Sicheng, stop it!"

"Make me," He whispered into your ear, trying sure to blow into it.

"You're getting out of hand."

"Then maybe you need to help me get straightened out," He moved your hand to cup his cock which was rock hard. Winwin grinded into your hand, while your friends were still distracted with what to order. Winwin's thighs squeezed around your hand as he softly started moaning, letting his eyes roll back as he rutted into your hand.

You pulled him out of his chair and stood up, "I'm sorry, Winwin needs to go to the bathroom. Feel free to order whatever you guys want, we'll catch up."

Winwin smiled lazily as you dragged him into the bathroom, locking the door behind you. Luckily it was a single-person bathroom so you could yell at him alone, but Winwin wasn't very concerned about what you wanted.

"So you can spend all the money, but I can't?"

"You know that's not what I wanted to do."

"And what's up with the guy who used to have a crush on you, and mentioning it in front of me!? He was testing me!"

"No one is testing you, but you are testing me, Sicheng."

"So what if I am," He crossed his arms with a smirk.

"What can I do to make you behave? I want this night to end nicely, please."

Winwin pretended to think before he took your hands and placed them on his ass. "I want you to cum in me, right here and now. To help me remember you're with me. And you're not going anywhere."

"And then you promise to behave?"

He nodded, "If you do that, I'll behave."

You rolled your eyes as you fiddled with your belt, trying to remove it.

Winwin removed it with one finger. "What's the rush, what about foreplay?"

"We can't be gone too long, there are others still at the table."

Winwin pouted, "Can't I suck it, just for a little? Just to make it wet?"

You relented as you watched your husband sink to his knees. He licked down your stomach until his teeth caught your underwear. He pulled them down while looking up at you, his hands taking care of your pants. Your cock jumped out and landed on his face, which made his body twitch in excitement.

"I'm always too happy to see you," He whispered to your cock as he kissed your tip.

Your hand found his hair, tangling into it, "Just to get it wet."

"Of course, but I'll stop when you pull me off. You can tell me when it's wet enough."

Winwin's dark eyes locked with yours as his lips parted around your length. You watched as inch after inch disappeared into his mouth, his face full of happiness as his Adam's apple shifted showing how deep he was taking you. He let his nose rub against your stomach, holding himself down as he swallowed you entirely.

You leaned against a wall to keep your balance, your hand lazily gripped onto Winwin's hair as he bobbed his head. His dark eyebrows shifted under his blonder hair that swept into his face, he was questioning you.

"It... not wet enough," You moaned.

He winked at you as he picked up the pace, from tip to base as his hands worked your balls. Winwin was an expert when it came to you, he could make you cum in five minutes or less if he wanted to, and once he had control then he wouldn't let it go without a fight. You were like clay in his hands as he sucked, squeezed, and licked your cock like candy.

"Oh, fuck, fuck," You moaned as you felt that familiar feeling bubble in your stomach. You snapped out of it, if you came now then Winwin wouldn't stop until he drained you completely. It's happened before.

You pulled on his hair tightly, and a loud moan ripped from his mouth as it was no longer full. Your chest heaved, "It's fucking wet enough."

Winwin smirked, "Are you sure?"

You nodded, "Just turn around already."

Your husband complied, pulling his shorts down and presenting himself to you. He must've been fingering himself the whole time he had you distracted since you slipped into his hole with ease. You filled him to your hilt, getting more desperate moans from him. You were already close to finishing because of the blowjob, all you had to do was cum inside...

You held Winwin by his waist, fucking him without mercy or pace. However hard and fast your body gives it.

Winwin shouted your name, loudly, between moans.

"Oh, y/n, fuck yes! Fuck me, harder!" He demanded as he slammed his hips in time with your thrusts for more impact.

Your body tensed as you hugged Winwin tightly, your mouth in a large "O" as you came, painting his insides. You stopped, catching your breath and wiping the sweat away.

You pulled out immediately, "Okay, we're done."

"What?" Winwin turned to look at you, "I didn't cum yet."

"That wasn't the deal. That's your punishment for misbehaving, and if you're good for the rest of dinner then I'll make sure you cum twice tonight."

He considered your counteroffer, "Three times."

"Whatever, done. Let's just go."

You put your clothes back on, wash your hands, and straighten your looks before leaving the bathroom. The other guests look at you with strange looks.

Winwin shyly smiled, "Maybe I was a bit too loud."

"You think?"

You returned to the table, the air was tense as the food was delivered. There wasn't as much conversation, no questions, and no jokes. After the meal, you apologized to your friends and took a taxi back home.

Winwin ran upstairs, "I'll see you up there! Three times!"

You groaned.

Tonight was going to be a long night...

[sluttyten]

UNHOLY - Chapter Eight

full masterlist || UNHOLY chapter index

genre: supernatural au

characters: fem reader, yuta, ten, winwin, mark, others mentioned

tags: polyamory, smut, threesome, double penetration, poly negotiations, angst

length: 11,489

summary: things are complicated now between your demon lovers, WinWin, and Mark, but even when you find some clarity, there’s an even bigger complication hovering at the horizon 

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For the next week, it’s almost as if nothing ever happened with WinWin.

Neither you nor the demons mention it. WinWin acts perfectly normal when he comes over, though he isn’t hiding his feelings for you anymore. 

Mark is avoiding all of you. That’s the biggest issue that comes from it.

Demon lessons continue. Friendships continue. Ten acts surprisingly civil, even friendly to WinWin when he shows up to have dinner or just to hang out at the apartment. Perhaps he’s a tiny bit more clingy whenever WinWin is around, but he’s no longer bursting into flame or glaring at the werewolf any time that they’re in close proximity to each other. Neither Ten or Yuta even shows a flicker of jealous anger when WinWin brushes his hand over your hair and brings you in so he can lay a kiss on your forehead before he leaves after dinner one night.

“Goodnight, princess. I’ll leave you to your boyfriends,” WinWin murmurs against your forehead, pressing his lips there one last time before he slips through the apartment door, shutting it behind him.

You press your back to the door, shoulders flat against it as you look over at the two demons WinWin had been referencing. Boyfriends. That’s still not something that you’ve actually discussed with them, like, the actual parameters and labels of this relationship. Things have just been for the past week, there hasn’t been any further or deeper discussions about anything. 

But maybe you should discuss it.

Yuta and Ten are standing side-by-side, cleaning the kitchen of the mess you’d made hand-cooking dinner earlier. It was nice sometimes to take a break from manifested dinners to make an actual home cooked meal with fresh ingredients from the market on the edge of the city. You’d spent the first part of today there with Ten and Yuta, enjoying fresh air and naturally grown produce. Something about that had put all of you in a very good mood, and that had carried on through dinner and even until now. Yuta is laughing, knocking shoulders with Ten as their hands are covered in bubbles from scrubbing at the dishes. They look happy and normal and you love them so much that, in that moment, it hurts.

You need clarification. You need a label on this. 

“Can we talk?” 

Yuta looks up at you first. His smile sinks at your serious tone, concerned. 

Ten stares down at his hands buried in the bubbly sink. “Talk?”

As you step towards them, Yuta’s eyes flick back towards the door. “Does this have something to do with WinWin?”

“No.” Yes. Maybe. You’re really not sure, if you’re being honest at this point. “Not right now, anyway. I want to talk about us.” 

Steam billows from the sink as Ten finally jerks his hands from the water, splashing bubbles and dishwater on he and Yuta. “Yeah. Sounds good. Let’s talk about us,” Ten says sharply, wiping his hands off on the legs of his jeans. His movements are jerky, body stiff. Gone is the loose, relaxed mood of just moments ago.  Ten is suddenly agitated, and you wonder what he thinks this conversation is going to be that he so quickly went from 0 to 100.

Ten leaves Yuta standing at the kitchen sink, quickly crossing down to the sofa where he sits and looks over, waiting for you and Yuta to join him.

You don’t know what Ten’s expecting, but he leans back on the sofa, folding his arms over his chest, watching you with narrowed eyes as you approach. You don’t think he’s expecting it when you climb into his lap, straddling him and tipping your fingertips beneath his chin, but Ten welcomes it. He doesn’t look away from you even when Yuta sits down beside him. 

“I want to talk about us now. Not WinWin. Not Mark. Not anyone else but the three of us. Specifically–” You take a deep breath, then say, “I want to talk about what this means between us, like, it’s time that we finally really put the stamp on it. What are we?”

Ten relaxes slightly. His eyes soften, a faint smile touches on his lips. Had he been worried about what you were going to say? 

Yuta snorts, apologizing quickly when you and Ten both look over at him. “I’m sorry, but isn’t that a silly question?”

Is it? 

“I don’t think it is.” You tilt your chin defiantly as you look at Yuta. “I know that you both like me. Obviously. And you know I love you, but what is this? Like, are we just fucking or are you my boyfriends?”

Ten groans a little, dropping his head forward with a chuckle so his head rests against your shoulder. “Do we have to put such a human label on it?”

“If you want the right to be jealous, then yeah. I want you two to call me your girlfriend. I want to be able to actually call you my boyfriends.” Your heart thuds in your chest. “I am part human, remember? So why wouldn’t I want a human label on this, even if you’re both fully demons?”

Ten turns his head to the side, his breath puffing over your chest as he looks at Yuta. The two of them hold eye contact for what feels like too long. You wonder if telepathic communication is yet another demon skill you’ve been unable to unlock because it feels like they’re having a whole silent conversation. One that ends when Ten finally lifts his head from your chest to sit back against the sofa again. 

“I don’t know, darling…” Ten’s tone is teasing as he says, “You sure you wouldn’t rather call us soulmates? Lovers? Current obsessions?”

Yuta snickers. 

You laugh too, groaning out a “Shut the fuck up!” as you grab up a throw pillow beside you to shove it at Ten’s face.

He grabs the edges of it, laughing right with you, as he pushes the pillow away to keep you from smothering him with it. Somehow the pillow disappears, but his lips are right there. “I want to call you mine,” Ten says, his tone light and teasing as his lips brush yours with each syllable.

“I take it back,” you tease right back. “I don’t want to call you my boyfriend anymore, Ten.”

You pull back from his lips, denying him the kiss that he’d been about to reel you into. Instead, you tip yourself over into Yuta’s lap. Yuta smiles adoringly down at you, touching your cheek lightly with his fingertips, and you lift your face to his, sharing a quick kiss with your boyfriend.

Ten whines in complaint. His fingers curl around your forearm, tugging, trying to pull your attention back to him. “Call me your boyfriend, babe. Darling.” He kisses behind your ear, his lips trailing down your neck as he whispers, “Lover, angel, sweetheart, kitten, queen of my heart. The sun to my moon. The girlfriend to my boyfriend.”

His words tickle just as much as his lips, and you laugh, breaking away from Yuta’s kiss. Ten steals your lips in an instant, and you spend a decent portion of the next few hours making out with your boyfriends, trading back and forth between them. There’s a little bit where you’re pretty sure you were kissing both of them at the same time, but Ten also had his hand tucked between your legs at that point in time, so everything was a bit hazy.

You don’t leave Yuta’s lap, and he probably gets the brunt of your arousal with you grinding down on him, your lips trailing along his throat on the rare occasion that neither of your boyfriends are claiming your lips. Yuta’s hair definitely gets the most fucked up from your fingers raking through it, standing up at all kinds of odd angles when he finally tips you backwards into Ten’s lap, pushing you and Ten flat onto your backs.

Ten’s got his legs spread apart with you resting between them, your back against his chest. His lips are against your ear, whispering to you as his hands and Yuta’s wander, and you feel like molten lava. One or both of them undress you, and then Yuta’s lips are on your chest, your belly, white hot against your pussy while Ten keeps whispering filth in your ear.

Yuta’s tongue carries you into bliss, and you push your fingers through his hair, whining at how he keeps eating you out to the point of sensitivity. 

“Let us take care of our girlfriend,” Ten whispers in your ear. Your heart thrills at the word from his lips. Girlfriend. It’s everything you wanted. Ten drags your hands from Yuta’s hair to pin them instead to your belly, his hand clasped over them. “Let your boyfriends take care of you. Okay?”

You nod. 

Ten’s lips touch your cheek. “Let us hear you say it.”

A desperate moan doesn’t qualify as letting them hear you say it apparently, because the moment after you’ve moaned, Yuta lifts his head between your thighs. His thumbs stroke alongside your pussy, his eyes catch yours. “Come on, pretty girl. Tell us what you want.”

Articulating your thoughts into anything resembling actual words is a struggle with both of them touching you. Ten’s teeth graze your shoulder, one of his hands is at your breast, pinching and rolling a nipple between two of his fingers. Yuta just keeps up that tantalizing proximity to your pussy, holding eye contact and waiting for you to speak up and tell them what you want.

“Both of you.” Eventually you manage to get the words out. Your hands twist beneath the one that Ten has pinning them down. “Both of you. That’s what I want.”

“Good girl.” Yuta smiles, and his fingers snap flat against your clit, sending a jolt to your core, a flare of fresh arousal answering his smack. 

You appreciate the cooperation of your two boyfriends with each other. The way that Yuta helps Ten out of his clothes without shuffling you around too much. The way that Ten holds your thighs for Yuta. You appreciate Yuta spitting on Ten’s cock and guiding Ten to your entrance; him sitting back to watch while giving Ten the chance to feel you all to himself for a moment. 

Ten rolls his hips up against your ass, cock sinking slowly inside you. His lips are at your shoulder, his hands grip your hips.

You watch Yuta, the hungry way he watches your pussy swallow Ten’s length while he fists his own cock. As you watch, Yuta thumbs at his tip, spreading glossy precum along the shaft, his other hand massaging at his balls. You swear they look a little swollen, like they’re just full of cum just for you.  When you lift your gaze up to his face, Yuta winks at you. Can he read the hunger in your eyes? The need to have them both inside you as soon as possible?

You’ve taken both Ten and Yuta at the same time before, but there’s just something about this time that feels so much different. 

Yuta cups your cheek in his hand as he joins Ten inside the tight fit of your pussy. 

“Good girl,” he says again, and the words go straight to your belly, making your heat flutter around the pair of them. 

“Fuck,” Ten gasps behind you, his teeth digging into your bare shoulder. “Baby, is this how it felt when you were with him and Yuta?” 

He doesn’t say the name, but you know he means WinWin.

Yuta’s laugh is a rumble in his chest as he rolls his hips forward, pressing in as deep as he can get with both he and Ten inside you. “Do you want the honest answer, Ten? Because I can tell you, the feeling I’m experiencing is nothing to how it felt when me and him were in her.”

WinWin’s dick is big. Ten’s is average, not that you’ve ever thought about telling him that. Plus, WinWin had a knot that had made you feel so much more full, especially when Yuta shifted to have one as well. So, yes, right now you do feel incredibly full and amazing, but nothing can quite compare to the lusty hormone-driven haze of a threesome with a werewolf and shape-shifted demon.

As if Ten can read all of that between Yuta’s words and your silence, you swear you feel his cock swell inside you. 

Yuta’s grin grows cocky. “Really, Ten?”

“What?” Ten bites back.

Yuta says nothing else, and you just take the opportunity to feel how your boyfriends both fit inside you, the way that Yuta starts moving, creating friction in all the right places. All you can do is moan, attempting to kiss Yuta while Ten marks up your throat and shoulder with his lips. Ten’s fingertips bruise at your hip bones and your belly; your fingernails drag along Yuta’s back and Ten’s thigh as they dually thrust into you. All three of you roll your bodies together, all skin-to-skin, lips and teeth and moans mixing together. 

It feels orgiastic. 

It feels like there’s a new, deeper connection tethering you to Yuta and Ten. Your demons. Your protectors. Your boyfriends.

Ten’s fire embraces you from behind, his heat encompassing you and brushing against Yuta as well. Ten curses under his breath in a language that is foreign to you, and his cock spills inside you, twitching against where Yuta is still moving. 

“Come on, angel,” Ten’s lips skim your cheek. “It’s your turn.”

His arms circle your waist, one hand sliding down until his fingers meet your clit. His head bows, lips pressed to your throat, sucking a mark there as he starts swirling his fingers over your clit at the perfect speed to have you tipping towards your orgasm. He and Yuta are both still inside you, both of them still rocking their hips against you, Yuta a little more intently than Ten.

Yuta’s hair falls in front of his face, his eyes flaring black with sparks burning in their depths, and all you want to do is crush your lips to his, to take him in as deep as you can. 

You want to be consumed in him, consumed in Ten.

It’s your name that falls from Yuta’s lips when he tumbles into his orgasm, and he pulls you right there with him. Ten’s fingers work tight circles on your clit, and the way that Yuta’s cum fills you at the same time, sends you spiraling.

For a long while, none of you move. 

Just a pile of limbs and the lingering smell of sulfur, sweat sticking your bodies together in a way that should possibly be uncomfortable. But you’re perfectly happy to stay there, pressed like a flower between the weights of your boyfriends. 

Even after the discussion about labeling your relationship, the question still remains on where the situation with WinWin has landed. 

You need to know where things will go from here.

WinWin clearly has feelings for you, although he doesn’t act on them by actually kissing you or initiating anything else. Since his rut ended, there have been little kisses on the forehead, holding your hand, longing looks from across the room. But nothing more.

In the aftermath of defining your relationship with your boyfriends, you feel that this is the next important step to take: determining how WinWin fits into all of this.

You’re in bed, Yuta’s head on your belly while you play with his hair. Ten is sitting up against the headboard, and your head is pillowed on his thigh. He had put some movie on the TV a while ago, and you’re not watching it at all. Too lost in your thoughts to be able to follow the plot.

“How long is it going to take before you spill, darling?” Ten finally asks in a quiet voice. “I can nearly hear your mind whirring. What are you thinking about?”

You tip your head back until your eyes meet Ten’s. He lifts his eyebrows.

“Are you sure you want to hear it?”

The corners of Ten’s lips twitch upwards. Yuta lifts his head from your belly, and you feel him turning over onto his stomach. 

“Hm,” Yuta says, and you turn to look down at him. “I would guess that probably means it involves our wolf, and his position in our makeshift pack? How much our Alpha Ten is going to oppose him?”

Ten snorts out a laugh, but says nothing at the Alpha comparison.

You nod. “We should probably talk about it, right?”

Ten runs his hand over your hair. “Let’s talk then.”

The discussion is an easy, open one that surprises you in its simplicity. They’re open to WinWin taking a more hands-on role. From Yuta, that was no surprise. But Ten’s possessiveness with you, particularly in regards to WinWin, is something you have been well-acquainted with. While Ten had been a bit lenient about WinWin’s rut, you hadn’t expected him to admit to being open to letting WinWin in from time to time. 

You were shocked. Shocked, but happy. 

“We’re very tight-knit,” Ten says by way of explanation. “I mean, once he spent his rut with you, I don’t think there’s any going back. Plus, he’s really not so bad. Just as long as he’s fully aware that there’s no stealing you away from us. This is like an all or nothing kind of thing.”

“Unless you choose differently,” Yuta makes sure to clarify. “But Win can’t just come into this intending to take you all for himself. That’s just not going to work.”

Not that you think WinWin could possibly steal your love away from Yuta or Ten. You don’t know how to explain the way you feel about your two boyfriends, but it’s deeper than anything you’ve ever felt before. He would have to work very, very hard to make you forget that feeling.

“Even Mark,” Ten tells you when you begin discussing the dynamics of this relationship. “He’s part of our tight knit too. So, like… I don’t know, if you are into him too, I get it.” Yuta rolls his eyes a little, but you know it’s based more in affection for the vampire than anything else, especially when he mumbles something about “having to break his celibacy oath” before Mark can really become a part of all this.

You like Mark, you’ve known that for quite a while, but you’ve been so well-fed on your boyfriends and WinWin, that you haven’t paid much mind to Mark lately. Your dreams, when you do sleep, revolve almost exclusively around Yuta and Ten, though since the rut, WinWin has taken up his fair share of space in your dreams. And Mark is basically a celibate vampire, not to mention avoiding you, so maybe that’s part of the reason that he’s been absent from your dreams. Your subconscious wrote him off as a lost cause. But there is that attraction there, though you’ve never acted on it, but Ten was giving you permission now to seek whatever you can find from Mark and WinWin both.

Yuta agrees too, carding his fingers through your hair, turning your head towards him. “We get the freeness of love. We’re demons, not heartless. And sometimes love can’t be contained to just one or two others. We get that.”

It’s a new concept to you, one that you hadn’t seen or heard of much in your old life. You’d only known of polygamy, harems, or infidelity. But Yuta whispers to you about polyamory, an accepting and freeform kind of a relationship.

Both Yuta and Ten fill your mind with these ideas, and you know that given the next opportunity, you’ll make sure to let WinWin know that he’s welcome. And if you get the chance to bring Mark in too, well, you’ll take it. The only problem with that being that you haven’t seen or spoken to Mark in over a week, and you’re really missing the vampire.

“Well, then we’ll just have to go out.” Ten says, patting your cheek. “He can’t avoid you forever, darling.” 

Maybe he can’t avoid you, but Mark won't look at you. 

It’s now been a couple weeks since WinWin’s rut. A week since you defined your relationship with Yuta and Ten. Tonight they’d finally gotten Mark to agree to go out with all of you, which really meant you, the demons, and WinWin meet up with Mark at one of his places of business. 

You’re tired of Mark being distant. 

Is it just the fact that you brought WinWin into your bed that has Mark like this? Is it because he feels left out? Is he mad? Disgusted? Because even now, when you’re all together,  Mark won’t even look at you. 

Tonight you’re somewhere new. Not Frozen Hell and not any of his other clubs you’ve been to before, but a more chilled-atmosphere bar. 

It reminds you of something from the early 1900s, like a secret prohibition bar, though that could be the fact that you’re literally underground paired with the fog of smoke that fills the room—not from cigars being smoked but rather from a table of bodily-smoking figures across the room—as well as jazz music which a band of mismatched supernatural beings plays for the bar. 

Tonight a few more of their accumulated friends have been invited to join in the fun. Mark invited Haechan and Jisung. Yuta invited a pair of demons named Taeyong and Doyoung. Ten had told you that you were the only company he needed, and WinWin had agreed. 

You’re all gathered around a big, round booth table in the corner. 

Mark sits at the back center of the curved leather bench, and although you sit two people away, with WinWin and Yuta being in between, Mark never once looks in your direction. Even when you spoke to him earlier in the night, he’d only given you a short answer without looking at you. 

“Have I done something wrong?” You ask Ten where he sits on your right side. 

Ten’s been tracing distracted circles on your bare thigh. The tight pink miniskirt had seemed like a good idea when you were checking yourself out in the mirror, but ever since you sat down here tonight, Ten and Yuta have both been unable to keep their hands to themselves. Ten’s fingernail has likely written his claim to you in a thousand languages on your skin by now, and Yuta’s just got his hand there on your other thigh, not moving, just a constant warmth.

When Ten’s hand finally ceases its movement so he can answer your question, you look down. He taps his finger against your inner thigh. “I don’t think you’ve done anything wrong, darling. I think he’s just feeling a little left out.”

“And that really doesn’t bother you?” You ask, looking up at Ten through your eyelashes.

He smiles. “Not as much as it once did. Not as much as the idea of WinWin and you did. Mark’s a good friend. He’s a good boy. I feel like we could trust him with you. He’d be too scared of pissing us off by hurting you, anyway.” 

You know you’ve discussed this. Mark in the context of this relationship. It was only in brief passing when the talk about WinWin happened, but still, you would think the idea of letting a vampire as powerful as Mark have any kind of more-than-friendly relationship with you would drive both Ten and Yuta crazy. He’s got all the power of the underworld behind him. But of course, he is a good boy. You’ve been alone with Mark a lot more than you’ve ever been alone with WinWin, and nothing even remotely untoward has ever happened. Especially since a lot of that one-on-one time over the last several weeks had consisted of meeting with him in his little private prayer chapel. Things still weren’t the same as they were before you found out about all of this world. Prayer now doesn’t feel exactly the same, and you don’t feel the same about God anyway. The promise of eternal life in Heaven, the idea of being punished for sins, and everything else that you were taught by the Church seems less important now that you know about all of this. 

The promise of eternal life is right here, without the need for true death first. 

“Mark’s been fighting temptation,” Ten whispers to you. “Yuta might be better at mind-reading than I am, but even I can feel that coming off of Mark. These past couple of weeks he’s been eaten up with lust and bloodlust, knowing that me, Yuta, and now WinWin have had you.” Ten’s fingers start trailing your thigh again and his lips skim your shoulder, pulling a shiver from you which draws Yuta’s attention.

A flicker of a grin appears on Yuta’s lips before he wipes it away just as quickly. His hand squeezes your thigh, making your heart pound at the implication of both of your demons touching you. 

For the first time, Mark actually glances your way. You see his gaze dart quickly over the points where your boyfriends are touching you. 

He looks away again. His jaw is clenched, and he’s clearly doing his best to listen to whatever the demon Taeyong is saying, but you can tell that he’s tuned in more to the pounding of your heart and the soft way that you sigh when Ten starts kissing your throat.

Mark jumps to his feet, knocking the entire table. 

Everyone looks at him.

“I need to get a drink. Excuse me.” He pushes around the other side of the table, knocking into the other vampires and the two demons. He vanishes toward the bar. 

He’s gone for a while, eventually returning with another vampire you’ve never met before named Jungwoo, who he deposits at the edge of the circular booth beside the demons. Mark climbs back over the laps of the others to reach his previous spot. You notice he’s got one of his bloody cocktails in hand, and he manages to not spill a single drop, and he manages to not once look at you. 

Did you really fuck up so badly? Have you ruined the friendship you have with him just because he’s the only one in your close group that hasn’t had sex with you?

You do your best to forget about Mark ignoring you. You do your best to have fun. These new guys are easy to get along with. Everyone’s drinking, laughing, talking. Jisung regales you all with stories he recalls from his life before vampirism, and he latches onto Haechan who begs him to share some of his favorite stories. Jungwoo and one of the other two demons, Doyoung, you think, disappear from the table, coming back after a while with some tag-alongs, pretty people that they pull into their laps.

You don’t care about the new additions, not until you’re watching the demon Doyoung tilt the head of his partner, exposing their throat. When his kisses to their throat turn to him taking a bite, you cringe.

“I thought you said demons don’t drink blood?” You whisper quietly to Ten. 

“Most of us don’t. Doyoung’s a different kind of demon than either of us. Different than you too.” Ten curls his arm around your shoulders. “All of us can drink it, but a few have to.” You remember the way that Ten and Yuta had both offered themselves up to Mark that time he was in desperate need of blood, but you’ve never seen either of them actually drink blood, not like this.

You watch the messy way Doyoung drinks from his partner, the smoother way that Jungwoo sips from a pretty girl’s wrist. And then your eyes land on Mark. He’s watching Jungwoo’s mouth on the girl’s wrist, a stray trickle of blood that trails over her skin, and then, in an instant, Mark looks away, catching your eye for a fraction of a second before looking away again. 

That was the most eye contact you’ve held with him all evening. 

Mark materializes a fresh drink in front of him, a vividly bloody drink with something floating in it that you don’t want a clearer look at. He downs it like it’s a shot, and the skin around his eyes cracks with bloodlust, angry veins of thirst like the eyes of a vampire in a show Ten had gotten you started watching recently. You’ve never seen Mark like this before, and it scares you just a little bit. It scares you even more when Mark’s eyes shoot momentarily back to you, another refilled glass lifting to his lips. 

“You should drink the fresh stuff, Mark,” Jungwoo says as he lifts his head from the girl’s wrist, licking his lips. “It’s so much better.”

Mark doesn’t partake in fresh human blood, you know that. An accidental turning had resulted in him swearing it off, but you can see the temptation at war with his vow behind his eyes. Fresh blood oozes from the girl’s wrist, and when Doyoung pulls away from his partner’s throat, Mark’s nostrils flare at the heat of warm blood straight from the jugular.

“Doyoung.” Yuta suddenly sits forward, snapping Mark’s attention away from the blood as he says, “I think you and Jungwoo need to move that somewhere else.” 

Doyoung opens his mouth to argue, but Taeyong reaches over, silencing the demon with a touch. “Let’s go,” he says, “Don’t push Mark, Doyoung.”

They leave with Doyoung’s partner, and Jungwoo follows behind with the girl giggling and clinging to him as he suckles again at her wrist. Jisung and Haechan, sensing the tense atmosphere, also decide to make their exit, heading for the open blood bar.

That leaves the five of you again. 

Mark drops his head into his hands, grinding the heels of his palms against his eyes. “Fuck,” he groans. “I need something. Like a distraction.”

You can tell by the hunch of his shoulders that Mark is struggling. His body is sharpening, like he’s tensing up and relaxing in quick succession. His veins in his hands and arms are visibly pulsing, which is a mildly disturbing sight. 

WinWin reaches over, clasping Mark by the back of the neck. “Do you need to get out of here?” 

For a moment Mark doesn’t answer, but then he nods. 

You watch, caught between Ten and Yuta, as WinWin stands, forcing Mark out of the booth on the other side. You watch Mark begin to struggle a little, watch WinWin manhandling Mark, the two of them fighting a little, but neither of the demons beside you moves to help. 

“He’s got it,” Yuta says. “He’s handled Mark like this before.”

He doesn’t elaborate on that, but you notice the way that he and Ten exchange glances. 

The three of you spend a while longer at the table just drinking and people watching. Jisung and Haechan return after a bit, and the other demon Taeyong returns too. After that bit of awkwardness, things smooth over again.  The evening turns relaxing and fun, made better when Yuta whisks you away outside the bar to a very narrow back alley to make out and eat you out. 

That’s the turning point of the evening, you believe, as Yuta presses your back against the brick wall, as he sinks to his knees and hitches your thighs over his shoulders. Your tiny little miniskirt becomes more of a belt as Yuta buries his face between your thighs, messily eating your pussy. 

He leaves you wobbly legged from the intensity of your orgasm, grinning as he lowers your legs from his shoulders so he can rise from his knees. Yuta kisses you with your taste still fresh on his lips. 

You shouldn’t even be surprised when Ten appears from nowhere, stealing your attention away from Yuta. He nudges the other demon out of the way so he can slot himself between your legs. “That mini skirt, darling,” he groans, “It’s doing something special to me. And watching Yuta on his knees like that…” Ten’s eyes flash in the dark. 

When Ten also sinks down to his knees, your heart pounds with exhilaration. Are you finally about to get the rare experience of Ten’s tongue?

Yuta melts into the background. Maybe he even leaves, you’re really not sure what happens to him after Ten begins kissing along your inner thigh. Ten doesn’t eat pussy, that’s what Yuta had told you the first time you had sex with them. That has remained true up until this moment, until you feel Ten’s fingers sliding your panties back away from your wet lips, until you feel his breath and the tentative touch of his tongue.

Ten eats pussy like he has all the time in the world: slowly.

At first you think it’s due to uncertainty, but the longer it goes on, the more you realize that it’s because Ten likes the slow build-up, the way that you grind down on his waiting tongue, the slow kisses, lengthy strokes of his tongue until you’re shivering to pieces. Your fingers knot in Ten’s hair, and he hums against your pussy. It took so long to get him to go down there, but now he’s reluctant to leave.

Ten’s hands smooth down your sides as he gets to his feet, pulling your skirt back down to cover you up as he pins you back to the wall, his mouth colliding with yours in a heated kiss. Your fingers wind through his hair, kissing him deeper until there is an absolute lack of space between you.

It’s a while before the heat settles, Ten’s kisses growing softer before you both pull apart. Yuta is nowhere to be seen, but you assume he just headed back inside once he realized Ten had completely stolen your attention. 

Ten wears a smug grin on his face as you head back inside the bar. He holds your hand tight. If Yuta weren’t still waiting for you at the table, you would beg Ten to take you back to your apartment right now. 

But you have to return to the bar first. 

As you approach the table, you see that the others have disappeared, leaving Yuta behind, but he’s not alone. Yuta is talking with someone you haven’t yet been introduced to. The figure’s back is to you, a heavy black cloak draped around his shoulders with a long hood that’s been lowered to reveal the back of his head of thick black hair. There is something vaguely familiar about even the sight of the back of his head, but you’re not sure exactly what. Both the stranger and Yuta speak in low voices, Yuta’s brows drawn together. 

Ten’s smug look fades. 

“Do you know him? Who is that?” You ask, tucking your chin over Ten’s shoulder as he steps in front of you, pausing the slow walk towards the table. 

“No one.” Ten’s voice is sharp. 

“That’s so convincing, and totally not suspicious.”

You try to slip around him, but Ten catches your waist. His arm loops tight around you, dragging you back toward him, spinning you both around to be facing away from the table. And then he begins propelling you towards the exit. 

Finally a pang of worry takes up inside you. What’s going on?

As soon as you’re out of the bar, Ten holds you securely in front of him as he pushes you forward, farther away from Yuta and the stranger. Ten begins spitting words under his breath in a language you don’t know. 

“Who was that?” You ask, attempting again to twist free of his hold. Ten’s fingers dig into your hip. 

“We call him a Watcher.” 

Quiet falls again with Ten hurrying you through the winding streets of the underground of this city. He doesn’t offer any further explanation. He doesn’t speak at all, actually, just silently pushing you higher through the streets, leading you into the tower to spiral your way quickly upward toward the surface of the city.

Even when you ask, “What about Yuta?” Ten only grunts out his answer of,  “Not now.” 

The moment you’re out of the underground tunnels, emerging onto the cool city street, the burnt orange sky unfolding above you, you finally break free of Ten’s hold. 

“Are you going to explain what that means? Any of that?” 

Ten swings an arm out, dragging you back in again, pulling you close to his chest. You can’t miss the way his eyes dart around, swinging to the shadows of the alleys, to the windows and rooftops above you. He’s on edge, and that makes you feel equally as nervous. 

“Ten, wh—“

“Shh.” His hand covers your mouth, and normally you would slap his hand away for that, but in the moment, with his body tense against yours, you don’t move a muscle, don’t make a sound. You watch his cautious features as he scans the streets. 

The city is quiet. 

That’s not totally unusual. But it is for this hour, a late hour when even the quietest monsters creep out of their hidden places in Hell City. 

“I’m going to teach you something new,” Ten says under his breath, the words meant only for your ears, though they struggle to catch the sound. “Your lesson for the day, transportation. Teleportation, whatever you want to call it.”

“I thought I couldn’t do that. Can you even do it?” You’ve only ever experienced that with Yuta, not Ten. 

Ten jerks his head. “I know the theory, and I believe you can do it. Right now I need you to be able to.” 

Fear overtakes the worry residing in your belly, and the fear bites, gnawing at all of your nerve endings. His words are all short, clipped, rushed as he still looks around nervously, holding you against him. 

He says your name, and that more than anything else sends a sharp spike of fear through you. Ten never calls you by your name. It’s always darling or babe, always some silly little teasing nickname about being a saint or an angel. Never your name. 

“Ten, what’s going on?” You can hear the mild panic bleeding into your voice. He ignores the question. 

“Listen, reach for your flames but don’t call them.” Ten’s fingernails dig into your bare arms. The cute miniskirt and matching top had earlier felt fun and sexy, the perfect outfit for a night out with your two and a half lovers. WinWin had spent the first part of the night checking you out before everyone else showed up. Clearly, neither of the demons had been able to keep their hands off of you either. But now you just feel bare and exposed, at risk of whatever Ten is so scared of. 

You reach for your flames like he’s asked, the heat warms, rising beneath your skin. It tickles against the surface, begging to be fed on the air, but you hold them in control. 

“Follow that connection,” Ten instructs, “Follow it all the way to the source.” 

You’re staring into his eyes as you do, feeling your mental awareness sliding along the white-hot connection, growing warmer and warmer as you zip towards the core of it all. And then you feel it, a vast power inside you, it feels limitless. 

“That,” Ten says, “Hold that and picture your apartment. Picture your bed and your stars. Visualize yourself there, and when you open your eyes—“ Your eyes have drifted closed at some point, and now you don’t dare open them, until Ten says, “You’ll be there. And I need you to manifest a secure lock on your door. Don’t fucking open it, not for anyone.” Again he says your name, and it sends a chill down your spine, especially when he pauses before repeating it again, this time with a desperate, pleading tone. “Not unless you’re certain beyond any doubt that the person that stands on the other side of it is Yuta or I. Or Mark or WinWin. Don’t leave, just stay there. I need you to stay safe inside.”

You do your best to not let his panic increase your own. You try to not let your panic mess with your hold on that white-hot source of power weighing in your belly. Your mental image of your apartment sharpens, and you hear Ten’s voice echoing in your ears, his arms squeezing warm and tight around you. 

“Promise me,” he begs. 

“I promise, Ten.” You can see all the small details of your room, from the glimmer of the stars to the exact claw marks left on your sofa after WinWin’s rut. 

“Good. Open your eyes.” 

Ten’s voice is softer than before, his touch lighter, almost barely there, and when you open your eyes, you find yourself startlingly alone, standing in the middle of your apartment. 

You did it. 

For a moment, a burst of happiness flares through you. Excitement and pride and successfully teleporting on the first try. 

And then the cold and panic rush in, drowning out all the good. 

You’re alone. 

Ten didn’t come along with you. 

You stand frozen, immobilized by fear and panic and the sudden deep loneliness of abandonment. But then Ten’s words come back to you. Manifest a secure lock. Don’t leave. Don’t let anyone in. 

You start moving. 

The first thing you do is of course to manifest a lock like Ten commanded. Rather, you manifest a series of locks as complex as you can conjure in your mind. And then you draw the curtains over the window. You climb onto the sofa and wrap yourself in a blanket, and you manifest a new security system, one that won’t let anyone just pop into your apartment like Ten and Yuta regularly do. 

And then you sit there. And you wait. 

How quickly the night changed. 

Your mind is reeling from the stark shift from fun and sexy to this. You’re confused and panicked and anxiety-ridden over this situation that wasn’t even explained to you. 

All you know is that Yuta had been talking to what Ten called a Watcher. And clearly that was cause for fear, judging by Ten’s reaction and the serious look on Yuta’s face. 

You sit there for quite a while on your sofa, unsure just how long, before you remember that you still have the encyclopedia on the supernatural that you’d checked out from the library weeks ago now (what with time being so strange here, you weren’t sure if there even were such things as overdue dates). Although Ten hadn’t explained anything about what a Watcher was or what it meant, you have that book. Surely it’ll have some mention of this. You just need to find the book, and there will be your explanation. 

You have to basically tear your apartment apart to find the encyclopedia, but eventually you pull it out from the bottom of a bookshelf where it had gotten tucked beneath other books and games you’d manifested in the weeks since. 

It’s a heavy tome, and when you heave it onto the sofa with you, it sends up a little plume of dust. 

You flip to the back of it, searching the index, but it’s hardly as organized as an index is meant to be. There’s a jumble of languages thrown into the mix, making it confusing to navigate. But eventually, after flipping through the entire index three times, running your finger down the columns of words, you find what you’re looking for. 

Tucked underneath a word in a language you can’t read, is the term angel, and beneath that is a series of related terms, and it’s there that you finally find it: Watchers.

Mentioned on just three pages back-to-back, deep toward the center of the tome. 

You flip towards it with care, feeling the weight of the pages on your fingertips as you search for the page that will hopefully provide you with answers since Ten had not. 

The page feels static beneath your fingertips, though maybe that’s just your nervous energy manifesting itself. The text is illuminated like old Bibles from the Middle Ages with exquisite ink detailing around the first letter on the page, and drawings along the edges of the page. But your eye is drawn to an illustration that takes up a portion of the left hand page. A drawing of what appears to be an angel, a radiating halo stretching towards the edges of the page, a cross held aloft like a spear or a sword in battle. There’s a look of rage on the angel’s face, staring up at you from the parchment, his feet mounted on what appears to be a cliff shaped like the lower sharpened curve of the moon, ready to leap in offense. 

On the page behind it is another illustration, an angel haloed by moonlight, standing atop what you can only call a Cathedral, and again something about it feels like a dark threat, though in this illustration you can’t make out any facial features. 

You flip back to the first page of the section on Watchers, and you begin to read. 

The text is tiny. Fine print in three columns down each page, it feels like it takes forever just to get through one page, let alone all three. But you bow your head and read on, soaking in every bit of information that you can. 

Watchers are angels, to a certain degree. They are protectors and defenders, warriors and righteous, mercenaries and deadly. 

You recall what you’ve been told since you first came here to Hell City. You remember mentions of a policing body for the supernaturals, the ones that maintained order, ones that made sure all of this didn’t leak out into the human world. Is that the Watchers?

But what do they have to do with Yuta and Ten?

The text explains how Watchers are holy to an untouchable degree, blessed in all that they do, even when what they do is assassinate. They are powerful, to an uncertain limit, able to do things beyond the scope of even the most powerful of supernatural beings. They are peacekeepers between the natural, or human, world and the supernatural world, in both terms of the “good” and the “evil.” They are the go-betweens of the faithful and God, in his untouchable Heavenly realm.

You pause when you read those words. 

God, in his untouchable Heavenly realm. 

Does that mean that God is real?

If he is, then is he listening? Is he watching? Or is he kept apart from the world he created, leaving the control of it to the Watchers?

Watchers are the gods all the stories in the world have been written about. They exist to right wrongs, to punish and imprison wrongdoers, to create and destroy, to make certain that the order of things is kept, equilibrium met and maintained. 

But still, as you reach the end of the section, turning the page to look for more, you have unanswered questions. 

What was that one doing talking to Yuta, and why did Ten send you away? 

You reread the text multiple times before you give up on finding answers where there are none. You wrap up in your blanket, curling up small on the sofa, and you stare up at your universe, praying to the God that doesn’t listen to you anymore (or is it a Watcher that you pray to? Another thing the encyclopedia didn’t have the answer to) that your demons will come back to you with answers. 

The fucked up thing about Hell City is the stagnancy of it all. Especially when you’re alone in a room with just a sliver of the unchanging sky outside visible. 

Time doesn’t pass. 

Time isn’t even real. 

It could be hours, days, a week or more, and you wouldn’t know. 

The point is that it feels like nothing moves; you certainly don’t. You’re curled there on the sofa, watching that thin glimmer of orange daylight through the curtain, flickering in and out of awareness until eventually you hear a quiet knocking. 

You blink. 

The world shrinks to just the heat of the blanket around you, fuzz tickling your bare arms. You’re still wearing the outfit from the bar. 

Another knock, this one a little louder, a little more insistent. 

Faintly, you think you hear your name. 

With the blanket around your shoulders like a cloak or a shield, you slide from the sofa and walk lightly, barefoot across the floor towards the door. All of your locks are securely in place, and you peek through the peephole on the door, trying to make out the sight of anyone through it. The passageway outside your door has always been a bit murky, so it takes a moment for you to be able to see anything. 

Mark is standing there alone, shoulders hunched against the chill of the city. He lifts a hand to knock again, and you study his face through the small peephole even as you feel the door vibrate with his knock. 

He looks like Mark. His eyes have the red glimmer to them. The familiar laugh lines beside his lips. And when he turns his head to look back at the shoddy lift, you catch a glimpse of the chain you’ve noticed he always wears around his neck. The holy cross on it is there as a reminder of his life before, always wrapped in a protective layer of fine silk to keep it from burning against his skin. 

“Mark?” You ask quietly through the door. 

His head snaps around to face the door, to face you hidden safely behind it. “What’s going on?” He asks. “Someone at the bar said you and Ten left in a hurry, that Yuta left with a stranger, and Ten came back looking for him before he took off in a panic.”

Your heart pounds in your chest. “Why are you here? You haven’t spoken or even looked at me in weeks. Where’s WinWin?” 

“He’s out looking for them. He can track them better than I can.” Mark taps his nose before continuing, “I’m here because I’m a stupid idiot. I’ve been weird the last couple weeks, I know, but that’s just because I need to keep away from you, for my own good, for yours, for the others too. I’m not too great at controlling myself, and every time I look at you, all I want is to bite you, if I’m being honest. But I’m here now because if Ten’s not in there with you, then I feel like someone should be.”

Ten’s not in here with you, and knowing that he’s vanished along with Yuta to who knows where makes you incredibly nervous. 

What do the Watchers want with them?

“How do I know beyond a reasonable doubt that you’re you?” You ask, but your hands are already straying to the first lock on the door. He looks like Mark, sounds like Mark. You’re almost certain that this is Mark, but Ten’s warning hangs heavy in the forefront of your mind. “Why should I let you in?”

Mark swallows. “Given the way I reacted earlier to a little bit of blood, I would say you probably shouldn’t let me in. But considering that my best friends and your two boyfriends are missing, I think we should be together right now. Whether prayer actually works for us or not, one thing I remember from my life as a human, is that when times are tough, banding together with people close to you helps.”

The first lock clicks as you unlatch it. The rest come undone in a quick series, and you open the door only wide enough to reach out and drag Mark in. You slam the door closed again as soon as the tail of his jacket makes it through the door. The locks latch shut again, locking you securely inside the apartment with Mark. 

You spin around throwing yourself into his arms, tucking yourself against him, just needing contact with another person. Mark hugs you back just as tightly. He’s cold, and his chilly hands are easily felt even through the layer of your blanket still wrapped around your shoulders like a cocoon. 

“You’re okay,” Mark sighs, resting his head against yours. 

“I’m okay,” you agree, clinging to him, needing him to keep hugging you even as the chill of him seems to spread, and besides that Mark smells like wet dog, either from him and WinWin being together or maybe that’s how he’d alleviated his bloodlust from the bar. You hold him tight for a few moments longer, feeling like the weight of his arms around you is holding all of your pieces that have been shaken loose, pressing you back together.

“Go shower,” you tell him after a while, pushing away gently. “When you come out, I’ll tell you what I know.”

You know for certain that he’s Mark when he begins singing after the shower starts. He sings a silly song from a movie you’d watched several weeks ago, one that you’d watched a few times until he’d begun annoying all of you with his constant humming or singing of the songs. And right now, his voice is echoing off the walls as you move around your apartment, straightening up the mess you’d made in your search for the encyclopedia. The book itself you leave sitting on the table in front of your sofa, and that’s where you’re sitting when Mark returns. 

His hair is flat to his forehead, his skin warm to the touch as his arm bumps yours when he sits down beside you. He smells like lavender body wash, vanilla scented shampoo. Mark leans against your side, and you find yourself leaning into him as well. 

“What is this?” He asks, reaching for the cover of the book. 

“An encyclopedia on all things supernatural.” You brush his hand away as you lift the book open. “I borrowed it from the library to do some research into, well, werewolves.” Mark clears his throat, shifting a bit, but he doesn’t say anything, and you continue saying, “But it’s useful to know more about all of this, isn’t it?” 

Mark nods, scanning the first page you flip to which happens to be about Gorgons, the snake-haired beauties with eyes that could turn a villain to stone. 

“What happened?” Mark asks, flipping idly through the encyclopedia. 

“After you and WinWin left the table, Jisung and Haechan eventually came back. So did Taeyong. Everything was going fine. It was normal and fun, and Yuta and I snuck off outside the bar.” You feel heat rise to your cheeks. You’ve not ever talked about your sex life with Mark, not that you think he really wants to hear it. “We were out there for a bit, and then Ten came out, and Yuta went back inside while Ten and I… finished up. We were coming back to the table when we saw someone talking to Yuta,” you tell him slowly. “Ten wouldn’t tell me anything. He just made us leave the bar, and once we got back up here to the surface, he made me transport myself back here.” 

Mark brushes his fingers along the edges of the book, pages fluttering under his touch. “He didn’t say why? Or who Yuta was talking to?”

Mark glances back at you, and you draw your knees up towards your chest, wrapping the blanket more fully around you as you say, “He said it was a Watcher.” 

The word makes Mark’s face go pale, eyes dropping from red to black irises. “A Watcher? He said that?”

You nod. “That’s all he told me. But I did my research. Page 829.” 

You tuck your chin over your arms folded on top of your knees, eyes following the way Mark flips the book open more, thumbing through the pages until he finds the one you told him. And there’s the illustration again, the haloed Watcher with the cross held like a sword. 

“What do you know about them?” You ask, closely watching his face. 

Marks shakes his head, keeping his face plain as he replies, “Me? Nothing.”

You snort. “That’s a fucking lie. Why would you react like that a minute ago if you didn’t know about them? Do you know what’s going on?”

Again Mark shakes his head no, but this time his face betrays himself a little bit. He bites his lip, eyes darting across the page, scanning the tiny print. “No, I don’t know.”

You stare at him, and the longer you stare, the more he fidgets. 

“I don’t know!” Mark insists. “Genuinely! They didn’t tell me anything, but I’ve heard of the Watchers. I think most of us have who’ve been here for a while. They’re… the Watchers. They see everything, they reign the world from the shadows, in control of everything. I try my best to avoid them and their policing of everything supernatural, considering, y’know, I basically run a vampire empire here. But whatever is happening with the Watchers and Yuta and Ten, I don’t know anything about that.”

Now, his face appears open and honest, if not a little afraid still. 

“Well, then we might have cause to worry, don’t we?” You tip your head against the back of the sofa, letting out a long, heavy breath. 

When you feel Mark’s fingers on the back of your hand, for a moment you’re not sure what he’s doing. But then he slips his fingers over the back of your hand, tucking them beneath. He’s holding your hand, squeezing it reassuringly. 

“WinWin will be here soon. He’ll have something. I’m sure of it.” 

But hours pass and WinWin doesn’t show up. Mark forces you to eat something, drink some water, to do anything other than just sit there on the sofa lost in your worry again. But there’s nothing you can do other than think about Yuta and Ten, your missing demon lovers, so you take to thumbing through the encyclopedia, reading about beings you didn’t know existed, admiring the illustrations. Mark sits close beside you, reading along with you. 

Judging by a clock that you’ve manifested, it is sometime the following day when you finally hear a knock on the door. 

Mark jumps to his feet, ready to go open the door, but you grab his hand. 

“Make sure of who it is. Ten warned me of that.” You hold Mark’s hand tight until he nods. 

You can’t hear the quiet questioning at the door, but Mark waits there for a moment, his face close to the door, lips moving and his gaze fixed through the peephole. And when he opens it, a ragged WinWin steps inside. 

“Thank fuck,” he sighs when he sees you, and you’re barely off the sofa before he’s suddenly there, wrapping you up in a crushing hug, lifting you off your feet. 

You melt against him, his anxious heat wrapping around you, and you can only sigh happily as he guides your mouth to his. 

You haven’t kissed WinWin like this since his rut passed. You’d shared secretive smiles with him, snuggled up with him a little, forehead kisses from him and a bit of hand-holding, but this close of an embrace as well as any kissing hadn’t happened. But it feels as familiar as if no time has passed. 

“Uh, alright.” Mark awkwardly steps around you, slumping back into his spot on the sofa. “Didn’t know this was still happening.” 

WinWin ends the kiss, but he presses his forehead to yours as he lowers you down so your feet can touch the floor again. “I was so worried,” WinWin says just for you. “I thought maybe they’d taken you too.”

You sink down beside Mark onto the sofa, tugging for WinWin to join you. “What do you mean?”

“It was the Watchers.” He mostly directs his words to Mark, but his thumb strokes back and forth over your knuckles. “I tracked their scents as best as I could; I asked around. People said it was the Watchers, and they took them away.”

“Away where?” You ask. 

Mark’s hand slides comfortingly over your knee. “The Watchers have a place they take people. For punishment or imprisonment.”

“But why? What have Yuta and Ten done that they’ve been taken away?” You ask, desperately looking back and forth between the faces of the two men on either side of you. 

You already know that Mark doesn’t know, but WinWin shakes his head, just as lost as the two of you. 

“Well, can we go there? Wherever they are? See them, talk to them, find out what the fuck is happening?” You don’t understand. Everything was going so well. You were happy. Neither of them had said or done or acted in any way that would make you believe they’d done anything that might be cause for alarm, that might draw a supernatural police force down on them. 

“I’ll ask around.” WinWin promises, and he leans in, brushing another kiss to your forehead. “We’ll find them and get them back, I promise.”

But that’s it for the day. WinWin doesn’t seem to want to let you go, doesn’t want to let you out of his sight. His worry has you even more worried. 

WinWin settles down on the sofa right there with you. He holds you tight, body pressed to yours while he listens intently to Mark reading aloud the pages of the encyclopedia about the Watchers. You sink into the warmth, comfort, and familiarity of WinWin’s embrace. 

You haven’t yet had the chance to tell WinWin about the conversation you’d had with your boyfriends. There’s a pang in your chest when you think of them right now, and WinWin rests his cheek against the top of your head when he feels you shudder. You need to tell him about what they said, about how he’s welcome. You need him to know that he’s allowed to hold you, touch you, kiss you, comfort and love you. 

You don’t even realize that you’re shivering, not until WinWin pulls you to your feet.

The blanket slips from your shoulders. 

“What’s wrong?” Mark asks, looking up at you from where he’s still seated. 

“I think she’s in shock a bit.” WinWin says. “Baby, let’s get you into the shower.”

You let WinWin draw you into the bathroom with him. He holds your face in his hands as soon as you’re alone in the bathroom, and you feel yourself break. The tears come, and they don’t stop. 

WinWin holds you, hugs you, wipes your tears and is all around gentle. He helps you undress, he brings you into the shower. He showers and you shower with him, lingering under the hot water for as long as you can, until your fingers and toes are pruned, until Mark is probably worrying or wondering about what’s actually going on in here. 

You feel only minutely better when you’re out of the shower. WinWin helps you dry off, but you dress yourself. He kisses your cheeks and your eyelids, and he’s so fucking gentle with you that you want to cry all over again, but instead you just tangle your fingers in the fabric of his shirt to keep him close. 

You don’t mean to start talking, but the words all just slip out. 

You stand there in the bathroom, your face tucked against WinWin’s chest, his arms around you, and you tell him everything about you and Ten and Yuta, the discussions you’d had. The decision to call them your boyfriends. The agreement to accept WinWin into the relationship too, if he’s still interested. 

He only hugs you, murmuring to you that he’d love that, being a part of this, being with you. 

Mark doesn’t say anything when you eventually walk out of the steamy bathroom behind WinWin. He doesn’t comment when WinWin leads you over to your tiny kitchen. Mark just watches WinWin sit you up on the countertop as he prepares a meal for you. 

Home-cooked meals are better than manifested ones, if only because of the attention and effort put into it. 

Mark comes over to join once WinWin starts cooking. He doesn’t eat food, you know that much, but Mark leans against the counter beside you and breathes in the smells. 

You don’t have too much of an appetite, the worry over what’s happening with Ten and Yuta gnaws at your belly, so you can only stomach a few bites of what WinWin makes for you. Both Mark and WinWin try to convince you to eat more, but you feign tiredness and push away the food. 

“I just want to sleep.” You climb down from the kitchen counter, walking away in the direction of your bed. 

Mark opens his mouth, taking a step after you, but when you look back over your shoulder at him, his mouth snaps shut. You watch his fingers curl into a fist, falling back to his side. 

WinWin speaks up instead. “Can I sleep with you?”

Mark’s head snaps towards WinWin, mouth dropping open a little in surprise at the bold question. 

You look back and forth between Mark’s side-profile and WinWin’s unwavering stare. “You both can, as long as you don’t hog the sheets.”

You head straight to your bed, leaving WinWin to clean up the kitchen mess. Mark helps a little bit, but he keeps looking over at you on the bed, and judging by the way WinWin keeps growling at Mark, you’d say he’s causing more harm than help, and after a few minutes, WinWin sends Mark over to you. 

As Mark crawls into your bed, he looks nothing like the boss you’d met on the first night. Gone is the facade of vampire king of the underground, he’s been entirely replaced by the young man Mark was when he was turned.  

He sighs as he sinks down into the mattress, leaving space between you and him. “I don’t really sleep,” he says, tugging the covers up over himself. “But is it alright if I just lay here?”

You nod, turning onto your side so you can look at him. Mark looks right back at you, his eyes glowing dimly red. His gaze twitches down to your lips for just a fraction of a second before he’s looking at your eyes again. 

He takes a deep breath, and you think he’s about to do something big. But he just breathes back out, going quiet for a moment in which the only sounds in your apartment are WinWin finishing rinsing clean the last of the dishes, setting them aside to dry. 

In that moment, you feel more human than you’ve felt since that All Hallow’s Eve night. The first time you lived it. 

You feel like a normal human young woman, living a normal human life with a normal human boyfriend (or two or three or maybe even four, if the way Mark keeps looking at you means anything). It seems such a human thing, for someone to be doing dishes, to be sitting here in comfortable silence with the boy in your bed. You feel human and normal, and for a second you forget all the grief and anxiety that’s been raging through you since you opened your eyes alone in this apartment. 

You don’t even notice your eyes closing until Mark touches your cheek with the backs of his fingers, the coolness of his hand startling. You twitch, eyes flying open again. 

“Sorry,” he mumbles. “I thought maybe you’d fallen asleep.”

No, not yet. You’re wide awake, eyes open. 

He holds your gaze again. “Tomorrow I’ll go out there, and I’ll ask some people I know what they know about the Watchers. Where they take people, how to get there. I’ll see if anyone knows anything about Yuta and Ten.” 

Mark’s fingers dip across the few inches of empty bedsheets between you and him, and he finds your hand, clasping onto it. 

When WinWin settles into the bed too, fitting himself along your back, snuggling up without a single breath of space between his chest and your back, Mark still holds tight to your hand. 

It feels different, being shown affection and care in this bed from two men that aren’t Ten and Yuta. The smells are different, though also familiar. The heat is imbalanced. It doesn’t feel wrong, it just feels different, and it takes longer for you to fall asleep than it does when it’s your demons sending you to sleep. 

But eventually you fall, sleep welcoming you like a gentle friend, a quiet and easy respite at last from the terrors of your waking world. 

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a/n: dun dun dun Ten and Yuta are missing, leaving Y/N all alone with WinWin and Mark now, so things are definitely  going to be getting more complicated going forward

[theehexgirl]

rehearsing scenes

pairings: winwin x black!reader

synopsis: winwin enlists the help of his girlfriend to rehearse his scene for his upcoming drama

content: scene rehearsal, black!girlfriend, romance, fluff, kissing, actor!winwin

“Y/N, why are you improvising so much?” Sicheng inquired, laughing. When he enlisted the help of his girlfriend to help him in rehearsing for his drama, he didn’t think she would just go off script and make him laugh so much.

“What? I’m just bringing more life to it,” she clenched her fist dramatically, making him laugh even more.

“Can you not bring so much life to it? I need you to be serious,” he replied.

Y/N giggled, “Fine. I’ll say the actual lines.”

“Thank you,” he smiled. The two of them continued to rehearse together and Y/N said the lines normally. She still wanted to dramatize and improvise, but that would not help her boyfriend in the long run.

When Y/N noticed a kiss scene, a small smile formed on her lips because she was more than happy to kiss him, rehearsal or not.

“Are you really okay with me kissing someone else other than you?” Sicheng asked. He had been worried that Y/N would not be too comfortable with him kissing his co-star, but she has assured him time and time again that it was never an issue for her.

“Of course I’m fine with it. It’s not like you and your co-star are dating. It’s just acting,” she assured, “Are you okay with kissing someone else other than me?”

“I’m fine with it, but I’m worried you might be upset,” he answered.

“I’m not upset with it,” she reassured.

“Okay,” he nodded, smiling.

“Anyways, back to the script. I’m starting to like it,” she remarked.

He chuckled, “Of course you are.”

The two of them went back to rehearsing and as soon as a kiss scene, Y/N was super excited to do it. She loves kissing Sicheng and this kiss scene was the perfect excuse to do so.

Or so she thought…

He just touched his lips against hers and that made her body freeze up from the shock. She wasn’t shocked about the kiss, and she hoped that he didn’t think that. She was shocked at the fact that he was kissing her like it was something to get over with.

“Y/N, are—“

“Did you really just do that?” Y/N questioned.

He furrowed his brow, “Do what?”

“Did you really just touch your lips against mine as if you were kissing your grandmother?” Y/N narrowed her eyes at him.

Sicheng did not think she would be upset by that at all. He thought she would just count it as part of the acting process.

“Umm…y-yes,” he answered, feeling a little scared.

“We don’t do that kiddie shit here,” she firmly stated, tossing the other script onto the coffee table. She took the other out of his hand and tossed it right beside her own, then pushed him down in the process.

“Y-Y/N…umm-“ her lips were immediately upon his, silencing any verbal protest that he may have had. She was not going to hear it until she erased the memory of whatever that was from her mind.

“Wait. We. Still. Have. More. To. Cover. In. The. Script,” he managed to get out between kisses. She ignored all of what he was saying and continued to kiss him. It didn’t take long for him to just give in, but he did.

When she pulled away, leaving his lips glossy, she looked down at him with a smirk on her face. He was in a daze below her.

“That’s how you should kiss,” she told him.

“Mhm,” he nodded still in a daze. Y/N pecked his cheek, then began sliding off of him. She felt his hands stop her and she looked down at him.

“Can we practice that one more time? I don’t think I have it down quite right,” he said. That statement brought a smile to her face.

“Sure,” she giggled. She positioned back on top of him and leaned down to kiss him once more. She really loved it when she helped him to rehearse his lines because it would lead to moments like this.

[xomakara]

Another World (WIP)

Here's a snippet from the new story I'm working on. The isekai/transmigration one that Winwin is my main lead. Let me know if you'd like to tagged when it gets released in the next few days (maybe in a week more like it)

"Your Grace, My Lady, it's nearly time to go."

You let out a deep sigh and placed your hand in your brother’s hand as he helped you unto the carriage. Your beautiful dress and the jewels around your neck all seemed almost unbearable with how heavy they were. The one thing that was light in comparison was your brother, but even his strength couldn't make you feel any less nervous about this evening. His hand squeezed yours, reassuring you. He seemed very anxious for the night ahead as well.

"Everything will be okay." Your brother whispered to you as he sat across from you, the carriage door closing behind him.

"Are you sure?" You asked back. "This is the first time that we've gone out since we came to this world, Jaehyun-oppa."

"I'm positive." He reassured you with a soft smile. "I'll do my best to protect us even if I have to make up some stupid excuse. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

You buried your face in your hands, not caring if it would ruined your makeup. "It's been three months since we landed in this stupid web novel. I hate wearing these stupid dresses, hate having to behave myself in public, hate having to deal with all of this. I just want to go home. Back to the modern world where I can wear pants instead of skirts. I miss having to walk around the streets by myself, talking to people without having to worry about what they think of me or if I'm good enough for them."

Jaehyun sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Me too, Y/N. Me too."

"I miss kimchi, jajangmyeon, ddukbokki...I miss being able to eat my favorite dishes whenever I wanted to." You frowned at the memory of all the delicious food that you used to love so much. In the modern world, no matter where you went, there was always an abundance of street food. Food that you could eat until your stomach hurt and never get tired of. But here, you were eating a lot of western style foods that were made for the high nobility such as yourself. All of the sudden, you became incredibly homesick. "And I miss karaoke!"

Jaehyun chuckled, remembering how often you'd both go to the karaoke bars even after a full session of recording at the company studio or after an exhausting night in the practice room from dancing. Even when you had no audience and just sang along with the lyrics on screen, you loved it. It didn't seem like you would ever be able to enjoy singing again now that you were stuck in this fantasy world. But that wasn't what bothered you the most. That was all normal. What really upset you was that you would probably never get to see your friends and family again, though Jaehyun was the exception. After spending your whole life surrounded by everyone you cared about, seeing them one last time before everything changed would have been nice.

"If only we hadn't left the studio when it was storming," you muttered, frowning at your older brother. "We wouldn't have been struck to our death by lightning. If we had been inside, then none of this would have happened. I know we can't go back. None of this is fair."

Jaehyun moved to sit next to you and wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly, running a hand over your hair. "The way I see it, things are pretty lucky that we ended up getting a second chance at life. All be it in a novel. And we still have each other, right? We should be thankful for that."

"Yeah." You nodded softly. "I guess so. Maybe I should be more open minded about this. Who knows, maybe one day I might even like the adventures that come along with living in this fantasy world. At least I don't need to worry about dealing with reporters or fans or being sued for slander anymore."

Jaehyun chuckled. "Now that's something I definitely don't miss."

You laughed along with him. "At least we aren't villains or the main leads in this novel. We can just live a life in luxury and peace. A life away from all the drama. Just as normal siblings."

Jaehyun nodded his head. "Sounds perfect to me."

"Although," You paused to look at your older brother. "With a face like that, all the ladies are gonna go to war to have you."

"You'll be a good little sister and fight them off, right?" Jaehyun asked teasingly.

"Of course! They'll have to go through me if they want a shot at my handsome brother!" You exclaimed, Jaehyun letting out a laugh.

"Your Grace, My Lady, we've arrived." Came the voice of the driver. You heaved a sigh, knowing that everyone was looking forward to see Grand Duke Jaehyun and his sister, Lady Y/N. Everyone was watching your every move, especially when you attended events with each other. This kind of stuff wasn't supposed to happen. You wanted to spend every moment alone, hiding away in the privacy of your bedroom, but alas, fate was cruel.

Especially to you.

Jaehyun gave you a sympathetic look before standing up and opening the carriage door for you. He offered his hand with a smile, stepping outside first. You reached out to take his hand, which he graciously accepted, and followed behind him. When you finally stepped foot onto the grounds of the ballroom, you gasped in surprise.

You knew it would be big, but seeing it firsthand was incredible. There were torches lit along the path that lead to the grand doors and lights hung everywhere, illuminating the beautiful scenery. Once you opened the doors and entered the hall, you stopped in your tracks. Standing there in front of you were dozens of girls dressed in exquisite dresses and suits. Each one a different color, cut differently, and draped elegantly upon her body.

Most stood quietly, whispering among themselves, eyes glued to you and your brother as you approached. However, some seemed to grow excited as you neared. Perhaps the anticipation of being able to meet high nobles like yourselves was enough to make their knees weak.

For minor characters in this novel, it looked like the Grand Duke of Ilichi and his sister were quite the attraction. You took a deep breath, ready for the influx of admiration and attention.

“I see that you have both left your residence tonight.”

You looked up to meet eyes with Crown Prince Qian Kun who was walking towards you. He smiled at you as you gave him a graceful curtsy. The first time you met the Crown Prince, he really resembled Kun, one of the NCT members back from your world. You felt like you were back home for a mere moment but remembered that you weren’t.

“You look like you’ve recovered, Lady Y/N.” The Crown Prince nodded his head slightly, seemingly impressed with you. “It has been many years since the palace has hosted such an event. Usually, the two of you remain at home.”

You bowed your head. “Yes. Although it’s difficult to be away from home sometimes, I do enjoy the privilege of attending parties and banquets with my brother.”

Qian Kun laughed heartily, raising a brow. “Well, I am glad that the both of you were able to attend. I’m glad you both recovered from your illness. After your accident, the kingdom was worried sick about you both.”

Your 'accident', as the Crown Prince called it, was being ambushed by bandits as you and Jaehyun were leaving the Grand Duchy to come to the capital city of Red City. Despite being skilled in the swordsmanship, that's another story for another day, it still didn't stop the blade that drove you to your death. The doctors' called it a miracle when you and Jaehyun both woke up the next day and didn't remember the ordeal at all.

After all, you and Jaehyun were inhabiting the bodies of minor characters in a fantasy novel. While they believed in miracles and godlike powers, you and your brother always had that modern world mentality that it was impossible.

But yet, here you were.

Still alive. Still breathing.

Qian Kun cleared his throat, seeming embarrassed for bringing up such painful memories. “Well, that aside, I hope the two of you enjoy yourselves.” He smiled and walked away, his admirers following behind him.

You took a deep breath, letting out a long sigh as you straightened your dress. As soon as the Crown Prince had left, swarms of women started approaching you, asking you questions about what you liked, what your favorite dish was, and if they could call upon you and Jaehyun. You answered politely, knowing that you had to put on a show, but secretly hating every minute of it. But you took a deep breath and channeled your inner idol, telling yourself that they were just like every idol fan.

You turned to look at Jaehyun but noticed that he was swept away by the other men of the royal court, each one looking like they were vying for his attention. A few patted his shoulder and joked with him while others simply stared with mouths agape, enamored by the handsome man that was your brother.

You wondered why everyone was paying attention to you and Jaehyun when you weren't even the main characters of this novel. You knew that once the female protagonist would make her appearance at the ball, everyone would clearly ignore you so you didn’t understand what the big fuss about meeting high nobility was about. Yet here you were, attracting stares like fireflies to a light bulb.

As soon as you were alone again, you groaned loudly and rubbed your temples. You couldn't wait to go home. To get into bed, get under the covers, and forget about everything else that had happened today. As you tried to find an empty corner to get away from everyone, you ran into a hard chest. You instantly looked up to see tall, lean, dark haired man with a dazzling smile on his face. His eyes sparkled in the moonlight, making your heart race. Was he the male protagonist of this novel?

He wore a suit and looked completely dashing. His body was tall and well built. But he also carried a softness to him that reminded you of someone.

Wait.

Sicheng?

You shook your head and snapped out of your thoughts. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Are you alright?” You hurriedly apologized, pulling away from him. “I didn’t mean to bump into you.”

“Don’t apologize. Accidents happen.” He smiled and took your hands in his, giving you a comforting squeeze before letting it go. he gave you a bow. "Greetings, Lady Y/N. I am Dong Sicheng, Marquis of Jilin."

You took a good look at the man in front of you. Lord, he really resembled Sicheng and had the same real name as him. But you knew this man wasn't the same Sicheng that you knew. You knew that this was a character from a novel, not real life. But somehow, it still made your heart ache because the thought of home hit you hard, reminding you that you really were somewhere completely different than where you were used to.

"Y/N," You turned to look at your older brother as he made his way to you. As Jaehyun reached your side, he took a few seconds too long to stare at the man named Sicheng. Jaehyun looked at you and then back at Sicheng, seeming confused.

You cleared your throat and spoke up, hoping to break the awkward silence. "Brother, meet Marquis Dong Sicheng of Jilin."

Sicheng bowed his head lightly and gave a small smile. "A pleasure to meet you, Your Grace."

Your brother raised a brow, before smiling awkwardly. "It's nice to meet you as well, Marquis. Please, forgive my manners. Forgive me for staring. It's just... You remind me of someone I know."

Sicheng tilted his head, a curious expression coming across his face. "Do I know you?"

Jaehyun shook his head. "No, no. No. You wouldn't know me. I'm merely talking to myself."

You sighed in relief and nodded your head. Now that the tension was broken, you looked over at your brother. "Jaehyun, I'm feeling tired. Would you mind if we went home? I think I'd like to lie down for awhile."

"You sure?" Jaehyun asked you worriedly.

You flashed him a reassuring smile. "I know it's been months since the accident but I'm still feeling tired from time to time. And, besides, it seems like everyone is getting along nicely without us."

"Okay," Jaehyun smiled softly, placing a kiss on your forehead. "I guess you're right. Let's go."

The three of you walked silently, lost in your own thoughts until you reached the carriages that would take you back to your estate. You stepped inside the carriage, taking your seat next to your older brother and laid your head against his shoulder. You locked eyes with Sicheng, a soft smile on his lips as he watched the carriage disappear into the night.

You closed your eyes, Jaehyun wrapping his arms around you.

"Oppa, I miss them." You whispered. "I miss all the guys so much. Today has made it clear to me that nothing will ever be the same again."

Jaehyun tightened his hold around you, squeezing you tight. "I know, Y/N. I miss them too."

[dojae-huh]

After paying more attention to Yuta I can now agree with the author, his crush on WinWin was real, same with Woo (although this new one is less serious). And he is probably bi, he just wants to love and to be loved (the words he said about Doyoung, but in truth are about him). And the real shift in his dynamic with Do actually happened after the 2nd anniversary (remember how he took a glass with vine away, preventing Do knocking it with his arm? the care he didn’t show before. also during one of recent vids (was it guessing k-pop songs by emoji?) he stroked Do’s back, consoling, which I’d never seen before). 

This is from your blog and sorry for for bringing out the past but I have a doubt here..you said yt shifted his dynamic toward dy happend at second anniversary I.e after jaedo comeout right? You meant he started to care for dy right? Then how was it before? Does he hate or ignore dy? I knw they were like tom and jerry before not dislike though...I dont understand can you explain? And if yt is bi like you said does it mean he ever had a crush on dy? Did you felt like that? And what about now ? Do you think he have a crush on mark or ty or woo? We dont knw unless he tell us but did you felt it? That's it for my doubt can you clear it?? And thank you in advance....

When I just came to the fandom, YuWin was super popular, much more than YuMark. Many said Yuta had a real crush. As a newbie I thought it was the normal shipper's talk and YuWin was just fanservice. It's after I saw Yuta with Woo I went back and reevaluated YuWin (that, and NCT Life in Seoul). I think it was a Yuta and Hansol moment that persuaded me Yuta is bi. He was young and couldn't control himself yet (same goes for JaeDo, they were much more obvious with their flirting and crushes, as well as reactions to other men, during trainee times).

I know there are rumours about Yuta dating a man nowadays, he was seen with him in cafes and such, but I don't know how grounded the rumours are as I don't specifically look for more info on the topic.

I had a post on DoYu, the shift. Yuta started to change his attitude earlier than the anniversary. During Chain era, if I remember correctly.

Yuta always liked Do, he was just jealous of him. Yuta wanted to be a singer in the group, he didn't want the dancer position he was basically pushed into. Remember how he said he once bought a ticket to Japan without telling anyone, it was Rino who stopped him and made him believe that he also has a spot, a role in the group, that everyone is important.

We don't talk about the elephant in the room, but Yuta did several cosmetic surgeries, he had (and still has) problems with self image. Do's nosejob just lifted up the tip of the nose, Yuta really changed his face. And 2017-early 2018 was his lowest time, I think. He became a changed person with Regular (he accepted his dancer position, started dancing properly, started taking singing lessons and actually consulted Do on vocals, seeked his help).

I think DoYu getting closer was the result of Yuta himself changing for the better (he stopped being envious and petty) and JaeDo being an example of following their feelings (getting together instead of supressing), coming out to the group and being accepted.

I'm positive Yuta has no crush when it comes to Mark, he is just comfortable with him. I don't know about Tae, however, I doubt it (I don't remember any sus moments). The crush on Woo is probably over, but I need to watch something and re-evaluate.

I've never considered Yuta having a crush on Do, to be honest... I do think it's plausible looking at Yuta's behaviour (he is Do's secret fanboy, actually listens to his non-NCT songs). Not a developed crush, just "ah, what a nice person, I get these fuzzy feelings when he cares about me". A possibility that never was explored because Jaehyun claimed Do first. A crush on a dear friend. DoYu wouldn't have happened in any case though, I always struggle with this ship in fanfics, it's just hard to imagine. Yuta noticeably goes soft when someone shows him love, he craves love.

[lunarsun12]

Renjun Vs Haechan Part 1/5

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It has been a month, Haechan has been super clingy to Renjun. He always hugs him and calling him his ‘bestie’ which Renjun strongly denies but this time Haechan has took it too far. Renjun has woken up to Haechan hugging him, which Renjun gave a scream and kicked Haechan off his bed.

Haechan claimed, Renjun and him fell asleep watching a movie but Renjun knows well. He didn’t even hang out with Haechan. Which lead to huge commotion outside of Renjun room later on in the evening.

Renjun has decided to take matters in his own hand and he decided to form alliance with a certain someone.

Will Renjun be successful, who dared to confront Haechan?

Outside Renjun’s Room

Haechan: *laughs* WOW! You tried to take revenge on me! Nice try! I am literally untouchable!

Renjun: Just you wait! You will regret, that you will ever cross me!!

Haechan: *copies Renjun* You will regret it! Bahahahah

Haechan: Accept we are bestie and I will leave you alone

Renjun: NO WAY! I knew you stole my perfumes and blamed it on Chenle!!

Haechan: It wasn’t me, but I really love that wood toned! It’s so refreshing

After that statements, Haechan left an angry Renjun.

Renjun: Just you wait! I will make you regret it, that you ever messed with me!!

Renjun: I will create a chat, all of hyuck’s victims in the family! They will definitely understand the pain

Renjun Created Chat:

Hyuck’s Victims

Today 22:00

Renjun🌱: Hello, everyone! Apologise for the sudden creation of this chat but this is an emergency!!

Jisung🚀: I’m right here Renjun? Why am I here?

Xiaojun🦖: I saw hyuck in the chat name. I am scared…

Taeil🌙: I hope, he doesn’t try to put itching powder in my bed

Renjun🌱: I’ll explain soon, we need to wait for one more person

Renjun🌱: Why is he always so late, to everything!!

Hendery🦄: Sorry, I’m late! Was busy practicing my magic trick!

Xiaojun🦖: Again? Did Appa banned you doing magic indoors

Hendery🦄: You didn’t see anything!!

Taeil🌙: Hendery can speak? Like a normal person?

Xiaojun🦖: Wait a second, why are you speaking normally and not usually werid language

Hendery🦄: Renjun, said I have to talk normally to seek justice. For winwin!!

Renjun🌱: Right on cue, I gather you all today. To discuss an important matters. Regarding someone called hyuck!! My brother….

Renjun🌱: Time to put an end to Hyuck’s tyrant to us

Jisung🚀: Hyuck, hasn’t done anything to me only to Lele…

Renjun🌱: Jisung, you here for reason! Okay! Let me finish explaining!!

Renjun🌱: I am forming this group, to plan a big revenge on Hyuck. That will teach him to ever cross me again!!

Taeil🌙: That sounds wrong, he is only a kid!!

Xiaojun🦖: R-revenge on hyuck…yo Renjun…you shouldn’t do that. This will make our lives into hell

Hendery🦄: I heard from yangyang he tried to play prank on hyuck. Boom, instantly find himself next day locked out in his room in his underwear

Hendery🦄: Hyuck, shouldn’t be messed with

Renjun🌱: That why Jisung is here! He is the key to help us!

Jisung🚀: Me?

Renjun🌱: We can get Jisung, to say hyuck has formed a gang. To bully Jisung and all of you need to be the alibi

Jisung🚀: That is lying! Hyuckie will be sad!!

Taeil🌙: I’m out, bullying a child is darn wrong!! Good luck getting revenge in hyuck!

Xiaojun🦖: I can’t deal with another person after me. I am out, this territory is way to scary

Hendery🦄: I’m already on hyuck’s black list. I don’t wanna disturb him more…

Renjun🌱: C’mon you guys gotta help me! Pleaseee! I just need to teach hyuck a lesson!!

Renjun🌱: Hello guys??

After, everyone left the the chat. Renjun has no choice but to ask the second most evil person, hoping he doesn’t have to bargain with that person. He decided to text that person the next day for help. Hoping it will be smooth sailing

The next day…

Renjun and YangYang Private Chat

Renjun🌱: I can’t believe, I am asking you this!

YangYang🐑: What is it? This is new you are texting me voluntarily

Renjun🌱: I need your help, do you want get revenge on Hyuck?

YangYang🐑: Is that even a question?? Of course I will! I have been waiting for this moment

Renjun🌱: Finally, someone who isn’t afraid of Hyuck!!

YangYang🐑: Is it coming from you bro! I got the courage all I need!! You are so cool!

Renjun🌱: Thanks? Do you have any idea or something you got against hyuck. We can use against…

YangYang🐑: Hmmm, he got lot of enemies but recently I heard he pretending to be nice to Jisung. So he can pull the biggest prank yet!!

Renjun🌱: I knew him being nice to Jisung! Was strange, hyuck never be nice to someone for no reason!

Renjun🌱: How did you found out? You two practically hate eachother

YangYang🐑: I have my ways, I also heard he sleeps with stuff bear. He calls it Honey.

Renjun🌱: Wow, he made fun of Jisung for having his action figure this is funny but we need to figure out what prank he is gonna play. So we can get Jisung to snitch to Eomma

YangYang🐑: I know the perfect person who we can come too

Renjun🌱: That’s it?

YangYang🐑: Yeah…of course this our only option

Renjun🌱: No bargaining? Or asking for something in return??

YangYang🐑: Bro! It’s you! How can I ever bargain with you. You are my idol also please sign this…I want your autograph

[fff777]

Combining my comments on the un-cut videos for Golden Age promos

[Un Cut] Take #1 | 'Golden Age' MV Behind the Scene

These videos are so long but that's to be expected because there are 20 members.

Jaehyun watching the burning chair with a serious expression. That must be an odd situation in the moment but I suppose that's the difference between entertainers and laypeople.

Ten and Jungwoo inspecting Jaehyun's ootd. Well, Ten trying to rip open Jaehyun's pants and Jungwoo climbing into the back of Jaehyun's knit tank.

I feel like Ten and Jungwoo are such a deadly combo lol. Very vibes.

Tenwoo not being able to look at each other without smiling :3 I feel that that's the case with most members of the same group. It's a bit awkward.

Ten's hair is really pretty.

Now THREE guys watching a burning chair. And then smiling after the keys are thrown in. Something something arsonist rituals.

Jungwoo isn't awkward but he's clearly acting when he runs over to Ten and leads him away by the hand and you can't help but feel awkward XD

Jeno has THREE fans on him. It is probably the heat because I'm guessing this was filmed in the summer but I think the fans are also so that sweat don't smudge his makeup or hair.

Jeno saying that Haechan did well on the song, unprompted.

Mark dropping his keys while trying to be cool. He 1000% would be the loserboy dropping the keys of his new car in the gutter while trying to impress someone.

The perfectionist that he is, Mark always has a lot of comments and questions when recording and filming.

Yangyang: Winwin has something to say!!!!!!! Winwin is forever maknae, even his didis want to hype him up.

Winwin ended up thanking the staff and the fans XD Yangyang said that Winwin practised his speech for 30 minutes. I wonder if he's rusty because he's been in China and hasn't been speaking as much Korean lately.

Yangyang has braids :3

Taeyong putting on his own lip gloss.

Winwin's little "OK!"

Mark called NCT the Avengers and now Taeyong's saying it looked like Power Rangers when Mark was being filmed with his arm in the light in the Taeyong-Yuta-Mark-Jeno-Winwin-Yangyang scene. EXO already officially took the superheros concept though unfortunately lol.

[Un Cut] Take #2 | 'Golden Age' MV Behind the Scene

When I first saw Haechan and Renjun looking at each other seriously in the MV I was like "...this wouldn't ever happen unless they were acting" because normally they'd just start bickering or joking lol. At least on camera.

High contrast Renjun.

Renjun is wearing his friendship ring again.

On their way to terrorize Qian Kun. When I saw the four of them in the MV I was like who did this XD

Haechan: Thank you to Jeno who loves me so much <3 But I'm going to choose Chenle. Chenle's been winning many hearts this year huh (with Jaemin earlier and now with Haechan :P).

I'm only realizing now that every member is wearing only black and white.

Haechan choreographing a dance for the song.

Renjun was explaining that this song was supposed to be encouraging. It kind of reminds me of an old radio interview where Renjun said that he hoped Dream would provide healing to the noonas and hyungs out there :3

Haechan @ Renjun: 我愛你 Just a regular day in renhyuckland.

Kun-ge has entered the chat. Chenle already looks up to no good.

Chenle giving the play-by-play of his solo scene.

Chenle: I wanted to meet 127 and WayV hyungs, I'm a bit disappointed that we had to film separately. Me too, buddy. The appeal of NCT is that they intermingle but SM really hasn't used this feature to its full potential.

Xiaojun preparing to submerge

Oh he had to use scuba equipment?

Xiaojun: This is the best shoot ever, no need to fix my makeup, hair, or clothes

Like Mark the perfectionist, Jisung the perfectionist asking to retry a shoot.

Jaemin doing a vandalism.

Jisung-Jaemin-Johnny-Hendery scene was kind of delinquent themed huh? Being chased, vandalism, disguising oneself lmao. Also this is the unhinged + kid brother group btw. When I saw that tiktok/Youtube short they did I was like oh right, Johnny, Jaemin, and Hendery just do whatever.

Johnny mentioned both Czennies and Wayzennies when he said that fans would come together with NCT :3

[Un Cut] Take #3 | 'Baggy Jeans' MV Behind the Scene

Mark's colour contacts are astoundingly light.

Just a really surreal shot.

I think Mark and Ten are recording tiktoks? And then Taeyong and Ten. Tiktoks and also dance challenges have become essential to the kpop promotion circuit it seems. Probably easier than going on a variety show for some though, since they can be very short (compared to a whole episode of a show).

The way Taeyong's pink and blue hair peeks out under the bandana is pretty.

Jaehyun got the shaved eyebrow thing going on. I don't know what it's called, I'm old.

Doyoung on that thing that's like a hoverboard but also like a segway.

Doyoung kept calling Mark his angel. It's cute. But also. Christian XD

The balloons that spell "BAGGY" is actually such a fun aesthetic. Great choice, directors.

Mark getting his birthday surprise with tons of colourful hair ties still in his hair. Also the guys were singing in English. Not that it's hard, but I feel like they purposely did it in English for Mark.

The guys shooting on top of the building when the sun was low reminds me of GOT7's You Are.

So I think Mark's final hair kept the green ribbon and hair ties but was a little more styled and less all over the place?

Omg visitors! Renjun, Jeno, and Chenle came to visit <3

Mark shook hands with Jeno but stroked Renjun's face. Renjun will always be Mark's special cutie boy lol.

Chenle told Mark to take a better picture of them XD Somehow Mark became the cameraman and Norenle became the stars XD

Doyoung telling the people to put down their phones so that they can truly appreciate the beautiful sky lol.

Ohh Norenle prepared the birthday watermelon for Mark. I remember a while back there was a birthday pic of the Baggy Jeans group with Norenle but we wouldn't have known that it was because the three Dreamies had visited set.

Candle broke and Renjun did reconstructive surgery.

Mark really calls the Dreamies his babies ;_;

Lol Chenle wore an ISTJ shirt.

I'm still not over the Dreamies being Mark's special babies.

The guys giving Doyoung shit for daring to get food while the others are stuck on top of the platform

Getting makeup retouching

The guys actually playing pool.

This set is awesome. I think it's easy to forget how much time goes into preparing these sets for filming. They may only be filmed for a few hours, and the footage that makes it into an MV might just be seconds. But there are so many details in this set. From the walls and floor to the furniture to the individual objects and accessories. All things that need to be procured and prepared. In this case, we also have the gravity-defying aspect that the set designers need to worry about.

Taeyong's repeated appeals to find people willing to adopt a multi-coloured-dyed maltese.

LMAO Mark and Doyoung acting out a stranger danger skit with Doyoung unironically asking Mark to get ice cream with him and Mark saying yes.

Mark: Let me show you guys to my room, just, let me show you to my-aww they took it down Mark is literally some loser in your class.

Doyoung is very flustered by all of Ten's compliments. He just knows Ten's going to use them against him one day.

There was a scene at the pool table and also in front of this white screen where the other members would have to stay still while one moved. Honestly that seems so hard. For me, I know my eyes would accidentally move.

7th Sense reunion in 2031.

Doyoung playing doctor with Mark. Doyoung has been really playful with Mark this entire video :3

[Un Cut] Take #4 | ‘PADO, Kangaroo, The BAT, Alley Oop’ Archiving Video Behind the Scene

I was anticipating this video the most :3

老徐真係個巨人

Xiaojun and Haechan are such a good combination, I'm so glad we're getting more of them.

Jaehyun left Haechan hanging, but then they did their special handshake afterwards.

I recognize the choreographer/dance trainer from some of Dream's videos.

Low fives for the babygirl little guy vocalists, our complimentary colour boys (Xiaojun and Haechan).

Mark and Johnny roleplaying a bar reminds me of them roleplaying a lemonade stand.

Xiaojun's at a point where he can tease Haechan!!! X3

Jaehyun explains to the camera that they're filming a track video for Pado but the English subtitles still say archiving video. I still don't understand why SM had to make the distinction.

Hendery and Haechan playing :3 Haechan is really social, eh?

Kangaroo time!!!!!!!

Yep, first time we're seeing NCT Mathyung and NCT Maknae shooting together (though Jisung is now no longer maknae)

Leave room for Jesus

I know Renjun is the shoulder gangster but is it just me or does Chenle also have narrow shoulders ^^;;

Kunle returns

I love the ending poses for Kangaroo :3 They're so cute.

What the fuck dude

Jisung has two more videos to record! Get some sleep dude.

The bat time (y)

Ah yes the infamous Johnny and Jeno scene.

Jisung embarrassed by the tight clothes and mature concept ^^;; Both Jeno and Jisung have talked about not being used to such a concept. Not that they haven't done mature concepts because they have begun dipping their toe in it with songs like Poison, but it's a little different. Poison is like "look if you want" but the Bat is "I'm making you look."

Jaemin, Jisung, Jeno, and Haechan are the current Dream workout squad?

Jisung ends with a dab.

Bat roleplay

Jungwoo & Hendery English class

All the guys admiring Jeno's arms.

Onto Alley-oop group

Jisung playing with the sound equipment like it's a keyboard

A wild 3J appears

Yuta wearing a Lebron Lakers jersey

Taeyong, Mark, Hendery, Chenle, and Yangyang went to play basketball together :3

More adorable Winyang :3 Yangyang's like the official spokesperson of the duo lol.

Jisung vibing alone

[Un Cut] Take #5 | ‘Kangaroo, The BAT, PADO’ Dance Practice Behind the Scene

I've come to expect idols to do dance practice in streetwear. Which is why I chuckle at the fact that Taeil is in gym clothes for dance practice XD I mean that's how I would have dressed if I knew I was going to be doing a heavy cardio session. Practical man.

Jisung has entered the chat.

Jisung once again embarrassed by the cutesy dance, sigh. Truly a teenager in rebellion phase.

Trainer: Taeil, could you be a bit cuter?

The guys taking a photo in the mirror and Kun being like Jisung, your hand!! (assuming Kun wanted him to do a kangaroo paw) Jisung refuses to be cute but the concept calls for it.

Chenle just singing the entire song while practising the dance

Oh I forgot that Taeil was in the Bat unit but didn't film in the end because of his accident.

What is Yuta saying to make Jisung embarrassed? Granted, Jisung gets embarrassed very easily.

On to Pado dance practice

Xiaojun got a hug from Taeyong for remembering the dance :3 Also it was his birthday :3

Haechan also dressed in workout clothes

Oh right, no Alley-oop dance :<

[Un Cut] Take #6 | 'Baggy Jeans' Dance Practice Behind the Scene

Watching a demo of the choreography first

This dance looks so tiring lol. You would think a song called Baggy Jeans would be more laid back but it feels a lot more exact.

Taeyong: ...I don't really want to do this. I don't blame him, any choreography that is really low and close to the floor always looks so tiring.

I just realized that we're kind of getting the behind the scenes un-cut videos in reverse order. They were released with the filming videos first, then the dance practices, and then the recording videos. I'm thinking chronologically that the idols would have finalized the songs first, then learned the dance, and then filmed the track videos. Though I know sometimes they learn the dances with the demo versions of songs.

Oh that's a fridge?

Taeyong, when crawling under the legs of the other members: They will kill me. Yeah risky move.

Mark: *Talking about the dance* Taeyong: I like your necklace. *puppy eyes*

[Un Cut] Take #7 | 'Baggy Jeans' Recording Behind the Scene

Taeyong immediately in love with Baggy Jeans demo.

Taeyong wearing a My Neighbour Totoro shirt.

It's interesting how interested the members are in maintaining the 7th sense subunit vibe. They might as well be a fixed subunit like Dojaejung.

I can't imagine having to make such an important decision in such a short time. The guys had to listen to the demos and then right then decide which one they wanted. If it were up to me I would have liked some time to better get a feel for the songs but alas, this industry is an incredibly fast-paced one.

I don't listen to a lot of 127 music but I know why people say that Taeyong's rap can be polarizing. He has a very specific style and people either like it or hate it.

Oh no, mosquito bite ToT

Doyoung has such a distinct voice

Doyoung unhappy that his dad joke was already stolen

Lol feature Johnny for the song

Doyoung coming to check on Mark

It's always interesting to see how when Mark sings/raps he really feels the music in his body. He's swaying and dancing to the music a lot.

Mark the perfectionist doubting when the producers say they liked how he sounded.

Mark calls Jaehyun baby too :3 So Jaehyun is one of his babies? :P

[Un Cut] Take #8 | ‘Not Your Fault’ Recording Behind the Scene

Renjun warm up exercises

Producer loves Renjun's wispy delicate singing voice

That passage that Taeil first sang reminded me a lot of the prechorus in Jay Chou's 告白氣球

Ooh after the producer suggested the change in Doyoung's passage, it did sound very cool

Producer: The hardest ones are the nicest to listen to

The producers praising the singers reminds me of that time someone commented on a producer's praises and they were like "yeah I need to eat" XD I forgot whose producer said that and in what video.

Xiaojun does a lot of fists and paws when he sings :3

He's just a little guy

Interesting that the sheet music is also blurred out. Trade secrets I guess.

Interesting that they did not blur out the "SONY" on the side of the headphones.

Student look today

Several of the members have pushed this as a song well suited for snowy weather so perhaps it's meant to be a very early Christmas track lol.

Ooh yes Taeil's harmony and ad-libs.

Also interesting how Taeil remains singing when sitting while most others stand.

Xiaojun successfully invited Jungwoo on a lamb skewer date. I said this before, but Xiaojun has secretly been a hyung collector this whole time.

[Un Cut] Take #9 | ‘Golden Age’ Recording Behind the Scene

To be honest while I do like piano music, I didn't like this adaptation of Pathetique. It used the same motifs so it just wasn't very fun or creative. I know, they can only do so much when they're trying to adapt it into a pop song and include rap. I know we're not going to get Baroque variations. But Golden Age as my first full group comeback song was whatever to me.

I already feel exhausted thinking about having to record 20 guys and fitting them all in one song ^^;;

Yangyang's low singing

Me reading my work emails in the morning

Producer: You're good Winwin: No, I'm not TAT

Producer telling Winwin to do the "wow wow wow" part like a villain ^^;; I guess it's to get a little more animation out of Winwin.

Xiaojun's voice has developed so nicely :3 His voice when recording Golden Age was so nice.

Xiaojun making notes on his sheet music and showing the producer.

Jeno's sweater says "cat person." Something something puppies and kitties.

"Ay x 13" on Jeno's sheet music.

I say this every time but like, Yuta does have a nice singing voice. I legitimately didn't know until recently because it's not brought up so often.

Renjun and lyric trouble ^^;;

Chenle: Who sat down and recorded? What a genius. It was Taeil lmao.

I don't think I've ever heard Chenle singing such low notes.

Jaemin inquiring about the inspiration of the music :3

Jungwoo only had that one exclamation ToT The trouble with too many members. I can't imagine what full group songs are going to be like when they add the members from NCT New Team

Jisung the perfectionist: Can I try five times in a row?

What a shirt

Haechan low singing

Haechan has painted his fingernails black

[lv-iceprince]

@khaikc

MY LOVE I HAVE RISEN FROM THE DEAD AS PER USGE ✨✨✨

And I saw your request and was like hey... maybe I'll do it. I am so glad to do a request for you again you have no idea.

Now enough of that sentimental stuff and lets get on with the show!

~NCT 127~

Bias~ Jaehyun| Bias Wrecker~ Yuta

..........And I ship you with..........*drumroll*

Jaehyun!

Now, l was going to choose Yuta, but really think about it. Jaehyun is so perfectly attuned to you in terms of personality and morals, which in a fantasy world means that he would know exactly how to milk the relationship and gain the most love, and it's obvious dating Jaehyun would be a fantasy come to life. But it's not him wanting all the love for himself he wants love to then share with you. In short Jaehyun knows relationships and he knows how to give you the tender love, care and attention that you rightfully deserve. Now normally I wouldn't jump straight into complimenting your visuals but I really don't know anyone who seems so visually compatible with Jaehyun. Instead of having visuals that borderline being threateningly beautiful, there is a sense of humbleness. You both just look like genuinely kind people who are so pretty, inside and out. So as a couple you are really giving Superman and Lois Lane, that's the only way to describe it. Now Jaehyun is your typical nice, handsome, popular guy. But he doesn't take that for granted, he prides himself on being genuine to himself; This also means he pays attention, he can tell when someone is being genuine. When he finds that one person he immediately falls in love, in this case let's say it's you. Jaehyun is really into your tomboyish, everyday girl thing, like he really loves it. He has a perfect idea of what he wants life to be and in his eyes life needs to be fun, he would love to joke with you and take you to amusement parks. But be careful, he definitely would feel like he has to protect you and be your one and only.

~ATEEZ~

Bias~ Wooyoung| Bias Wreckers~ San & Hongjoong

..........And I ship you with..........*drumroll*

Hongjoong!

To each their own but personally this is my favourite pairing in this entire ship. There is something that just feels intrinsically right when I picture the two of you together. As of late we have seen a lot more of Hongjoong through Wanteez and it really just shows us his 4d personality, essentially there really is no one like Kim Hongjoong which is why I ship you with him. Though I can see all three of them being at least a little whipped by you, there is something about your personality, key factors that Hongjoong would really take to. On the surface it seems more like opposites attract but that's definitely not the case. Your reserved, shy nature followed by your absolute charm and quirkiness somehow comes across as having both similarities and differences to Hongjoong. Maybe he won't always say it, or if he does he has a awkward, cheesy smile but he absolutely adores your openness to culture and expression. You really do understand each other despite coming from different life experiences, there is just so much kindness and respect. Hongjoong is sassy and has it in him to be more dominant (personality-wise, stop with that dirty mind child) but he has such a soft touch when it comes to you. This turned into some headcanons, but ultimately I shipped you with him because I really think he would like someone to be his contrast, he has a weakness for people who are genuinely kind. Plus your visuals work together so well, it really does seem like a natural pairing. Basically Hongjoong has a weakness for cute bubbly dorks with a sexy mysterious side (ahem, Seonghwa, Wooyoung, you get the idea).

~WayV~

Bias~ Lucas| Bias Wreckers~ Kun & Winwin

..........And I ship you with..........*drumroll*

Lucas!

Man, I feel like you lowkey knew how good of a pairing you were but you wanted me to say it for you. Welp, I'm saying it. Looking at this image of Lucas and his huge doe eyes, makes me think, he would definitely gaze at you with no thoughts except "God, I think I'm actually in love". Now initially I didn't think I would end up shipping you with Lucas but I chose him based on the fact that I can really see your relationship with him being so memorable. You would introduce him to a world of new experiences. He is very willing and embraces this, it's just that he never had the opportunity to do so before he met you. Lucas is so focused on himself and his life. So when he finds someone who steps outside of what is his normal, he is so enamoured and he will follow you just to learn more. Basically you pulled him in with your mysterious charm and kept him around with how honest and nice you were. He honestly wouldn't feel like he is dating you he would feel as if he had found a best friend. I want to quickly mention your visuals, but like what can I say? Again I feel like you already knew this you brat, but you would look so good together. Your facial features are so distinct that together it's like wow, like everyone will be like "Khaikc and Lucas? Yeah I remember them, the two pretty ones?". I can't really say that much about you two because there aren't many different ways to say "You two are both visual angels". Now back to your personality. I wouldn't say that you're 100% his type personality wise, but that's why he loves you. You have proven to him that having a type, or expecting a certain thing can be so utterly boring. He lives for the thrill of finding someone unique and different because you really show him that meme loving girls are a gift to this Earth.

[lqfiles]

as a cowboy the wind is my home 🤠🤠🤠

idk what that was anyways hi sending you ANOTHER ASK TO PROVE IM NOT DEAD.

i can’t uh explain…. the trust issues thing, i feel like some of my followers follow you too so i don’t wanna accidentally reveal myself but let’s just say i did a certain plot twist in one of my stories that nobody really saw coming and my inbox got blown up and i got really overwhelmed 💀💀💀😤😤😤 (i just revealed a lot YALL CAN’T EXPOSE ME OKAY)

man. winhyuck… my beloved. SM DOESNT GIVE THEM ANY CONTENT AT ALL WHICH is why i don’t blame you. but it’s fairly obvious especially during nct u eras where everyone’s together, like haechan always wants to sit next to winwin, when they were doing that relay hour thing, haechan fr went “I WANNA HAVE MY TIME NEXT TO WINWINS” (and that didn’t even happen bc originally they were together and then winwin traded his time) and on stage when they perform concerts together he’s quite clingy to winwin (as well as others so i see where you’re coming from)

i only really see it bc im obsessed with winwin, hence the multiple pcs i bought… of him. ahahahah. BUT ALSO FOR SOME REASON MOST OF MY FRIENDS ARE HAECHAN BIASED? like idk where y’all came from but (not that im complaining) my irl bestie is haechan biased, a lot of my online friends are haechan biased, you are haechan biased, i’m literally surrounded. so i do pay attention to like winhyuck interactions bc… omg… look… it’s us… 🥺🥺

i also feel like haechan misses winwin a lot bc he’s “no longer in 127” (fuck sm) and so he cherishes the moments he gets to be with winwin. plus winwin actually reciprocates haechan’s advances in comparison to other people (ahem taeil)

sorry i love yapping i could yap about them and winwin for hours i just spent 20 minutes yapping to my boyfriend about how park jisung is not han jisung but i think he’s close enough tbh he put in the effort

anyways i hope u get a job omg have fun? MAKE THAT BAG GIRL and fr everyone needs to stay healthy get good rest get good sleep get good food and touch grass. love u 🫶🫶

- 🤠 who is still alive (for now)

omg you lowkey ate that.. you move like the wind OKAYYYY

OMGGG a good ol plot twist no one saw coming WELL DONE but now i might have dig the nct tags and search for your account because i’m lowkey nosy hsjdhdjdj

the way you feel about winhyuck is how i feel about markwoo and markmin, no one gets our nugu pairs but its okay because we see further than the normal human eye does, we can scope these little interactions out WE KNOW WHAT REAL FRIENDSHIP IS!!!

i feel like people who bias haechan all have some kind of sassiness to them like we truly are in the sassy apocalypse and haechan is lowkey to blame for it (endearingly of course) anyways all my moots are haechan biased too which is why i love sfs even if they got a bad rep like ILL STICK BESIDE MY COUSINS (sometimes..) hsjdkdk this is so funny tho because the way you act about winhyuck is exactly how i act about markmin this is sick 😭😭😭

THAT JISUNG PARAGRAPH IS HSKDHSKJEKWNKS he puts effort in is so 😭😭😭😭 we freaking love you PARK JISUNG URI GOAT ONE OF A KIND ❤️❤️

HOPING I GET THAT BAG TOO AAAGHHHH my fist pay check i will be buying new clothes and hopefully a new sims pack YES LORD hope you have a good day too ILY <333

[eviebyme]

Hey! Could you compare the wayv members in their venus signs?

Hi! Thanks for your request❤️! To compare them I tried to highlight the main takeaways (positive and negative) from their Venus signs, while also considering their whole chart. I hope this is what you were expecting!

Wayv Venus Signs

Kun

Venus in Aquarius | 7th House

Wow. We all knew Kun was special, but he really is something else as a romantic partner. He values harmony and trust in his relationships, so he will work to create a balance in which you both are content. Kun is extremely passionate and will express his feelings though acts of service. He will love to go on adventures with his lover and experience new things. Also, you do not need to earn trust or respect from him, he gives you everything up front. The only downside is that it’s only downhill from there. He is usually laid back but if you do anything to question his faith in you, he will never let it go (he has a running list in his head).

He’s definitely a giver - in bed, when giving gifts or affection; he really gives his all. His ideal relationship is harmonious where he works to pleasure his partner and his partner works to pleasure him. In fact, I can see him being a bit idealistic when it comes to romance. Kun usually never reaches the full form of himself as a lover since he holds himself back. I can see him overthinking things and worrying that no one will ever like him as much as he tends to like others or no one will like him for his true self. If he gets the slightest hint that his relationship is not like the his dream scenario he puts up walls until he either gathers the courage to end it or the other person does (it’s normally the latter).

Ten

Venus in Aries

He’s got a wild heart. Ten loves hard and immensely - his affection is definitely not for the cold hearted. Although he may be timid at times and second guess himself, when in love he becomes really confident. He will take the lead and guide his partner through challenging parts of the relationship. Also, Ten is the type to try and impress his partner. He will love to bring you to events in which he can showcase his knowledge and talents or teach you a thing or two. Additionally, he will be hyper fixated on you. Like when you’re speaking he’ll look right into your eyes and hang onto your every word. Ten believes that being attentive and listening is a way to show you that he cares about you. His ideal relationship is like the honeymoon phase. He loves being in love and giving physical affection. The good thing is this isn’t a phase for him; it’s how he always is.

Beware though, sometimes he can be charmingly assertive but other times he can be like a overbearing parent. He cares a lot and can’t help to give you advice about things you can change in your life for the better. Sometimes you will need space, and that’s okay. But, he can get very caught up his relationship with you and lose parts of himself. It may be hard for him to give you space or understand why you need space in the first place. Additionally, although he is confident, he has his moments of insecurity - especially in romantic relationships. Receiving affection from you is how he reassures himself you actually like him. Any rejection will greatly hurt his pride.

Winwin

Venus in Sagittarius

If you were to ask him about romance or his ideal partner, Winwin would say he’s a simple man and doesn’t need much. This is a lie. HIS STANDARDS ARE SO HIGH. I wouldn’t say he’s secretive but he does not give away what is really in his head/heart. He falls in love almost to the point of obsession and that scares him. He is attracted to unique individuals and is so enthralled with their mystery he becomes intimidated and ends up never approaching them. Like anyone, he has his ideal romance (with someone captivating and elusive) but he doesn’t take steps to bring his dreams to fruition. Winwin is very suspicious, especially in the beginning of a relationship. He is looking for any warning sign that it’s not going to work out. I mean, he has great intuition but sometimes he is his own worst enemy and sabotages himself.

Now, onto the good - and there is so much good. He is intense. If you are up to his standards he will treat you like a god/goddess/divine being. Like he is the type of partner who will talk you up to his friends like you aren’t even standing next to him. He never gets embarrassed because he feels no shame in how he feel about you. Also, he will take any opportunity to spend time with you. He’ll invite you to watch a movie with him or drive to the store to pick up groceries - he enjoys your company. I think in bed he will be very slow to open up, but once he does I think he will be the most freaky.

Lucas

Venus in Aquarius

My first thought when looking at Lucas’ chart is that he tends to have a soft spot for the underdog. Like, he would find himself being enamored by someone who is considered a misfit or outsider. So someone with tattoos, piercings, dyed hair etc. will really pique his interest. Also, I can seem him being infatuated with someone with a bit of a bad reputation. Maybe there are rumors about them being promiscuous or something along those lines. He is not one to outcast people, in fact the things that set them apart is what catches his eye in the first place. I think he is looking for the kindred spirit type since he doesn’t always feel like he fits in. Furthermore, Lucas has people pleasing tendencies, and that will show in his relationships. He wants his partner to be happy and will offer them gifts or fun experiences to cheer them up.

Some of the challenges of Lucas in romance is that he is flighty. When he’s been a situation for too long he gets an itch and begins wondering what more is out there. Whether he acts on his urges or not seems more like a maturity thing to me, but at heart he is always wanting more and looking to the next experience. Also he is the type to make big plans and promises but never follow through. He really wants to make them happen, but he forgets 😩. He is probably the type to see nothing wrong while his relationship is crumbling around him.

Xiaojun

Venus in Virgo

Xiaojun knows exactly how to court you and treat you well. He is naturally charming and exudes a great amount of warmth. In a relationship, he will probably be preoccupied with making memories and will photograph every single thing you do so “you can look back and remember the good times”. In that spirit, he is very sentimental and will remember every single anniversary (first kiss, first date, wedding). Also, he is an exceptional gift giver. His love of animals, which we know all too well, will definitely affect his relationships. If his partner doesn’t get along with his pets, that is a serious red flag.

Ok so, he has high standards (he deserves it tho). If he considers something that you do to be crude or against his morals, he will hold on to that and that will eventually become a grudge. And offending Xiaojun is pretty easy. If you constantly run late, even if you have proper excuses, he will get annoyed. He won’t ever tell you though. You need to read his mind to know he’s upset. If you don’t, consider him offended. He tries his best to be understanding but can become cranky easily. In fact, he probably knows he’s being unfair, which is why he keeps it to himself, but the feelings are still there. Also, I feel like arguing with him is nearly impossible. He is constantly telling you nothing is wrong but makes passive aggressive remarks here and there. In my opinion, just let him sulk lol.

Hendery

Venus in Leo

A sugar daddy at heart. He is just very generous and has a “what’s mine is yours” mindset. The best part is that he is very good with managing his finances. Also, he is very generous in bed and with affection. His partners often find themselves spoiled with a never ending source of gifts and pleasure. Additionally, Hendery seems very laid back. It’s difficult to upset him and a relationship with him is very easy and unproblematic. He has many friends and can be very independent from his partner. If they want to spend time together he is all for it but if they need space, he can manage on his own. I’m fact, he likes it when his partner is independent and doing their own thing. He wants his partner to be someone people admire.

Some challenges which I can see is that he can be materialistic. He thinks that solving issues in relationships can be resolved with buying his partners gifts. Also, he is the type to fall in love with his eyes first. He judges people based on their appearance and makes his first move based on whether he finds them beautiful. Another possible challenge is that he moves on his own time. He is often late or takes his sweet time, even if you are waiting for him. Hendery does not like schedules or routines. If you were to criticize him or offer up advice for being more punctual, he would actually get annoyed.

Yangyang

Venus in Scorpio

He is very down to earth. Yangyang is true to his word and very honest with his partner, in respect to fidelity. His loyalty is his greatest strength, in my opinion. Especially in romance, he is hardworking, determined, and focused. He may seem outwardly social and outgoing, but he is very introspective and, sometime, secretive to acquaintances and friends. I can see Yangyang as someone who compartmentalizes people. For instance, he may have friends whom which he parties with, then he has school/work friends, and then he has close friends. His partner will probably be in a category of their own - and he treats each type of friend differently. He doesn’t like to show all of himself to just anyone and wants to be with someone who he trusts to accept him the way he is. Perhaps one of the most interesting things about Yangyang, is that he has layers. Even if he loves and trusts someone, there is always more to unpack. He probably won’t show all of himself to anyone because he’ll think they’ll consider him a psychopath.

As a lover he is very sensual and passionate. He quickly learns his partners needs and know just how to fulfill their desires. If he commits to someone he’s in it for the long run and will plan for the future with his partner in mind. I can also see him as the type who would want to intertwine his life with his partner. Like, he would want for their families to be very close and for you to share a friend group. This cohesiveness makes things easier for him and he feel closer to his partner. He is not always outwardly affectionate but you will never feel neglected.

Requests Open

[taeilskitty]

Hey there! I saw that you open for a request so here's what I thought : what kind of sound did nct make when having sex? Are they more into whimpers, groans, or maybe dirty talk? Thank you so much for answering my question and hope you have a good day!

i was BORN to answer this omg. lemme tell you, i have thought about this so SO much!! (i'm leaving chenji out of this bc i don't know how people feel about that yet)

anyways, i hope u enjoy and i hope this matches what you had in mind <3

taeil

oh fuck. taeil is most certainly a groaner. i think (and trust me, i've thought a lot) he must make these gorgeous low moans like right in the back of his throat if that makes sense - have you ever heard his bubble voice messages? oh my god, they're so fucking hot. his raspy voice in the middle of the night is just to die for. that makes me CONVINCED that he dirty talks super up close. even thinking about it makes me shiver :(( he's the king of praise, i just know it. i think he degrades too, but his favourite is when he mixes both together - "you look so pathetic there baby, how cute." "daddy loves his pretty slut so much." "god you're so fucking good for me, my cockslut~" taeil also asks things, i think that suits him so much. "yeah? you like that?" "is daddy's cock too big baby? shh, i'll be done soon..."

taeyong

whiner. whiner. undoubtedly. this boy has the sweetest, prettiest little moans... he gets all high pitched when he's close and oh god when he sinks into subspace he just mewls and his voice gets so weak </3 little "yes" and "a-ah thank you"s slip out because he such a good kitten. he's so precious... and if he gets asked to speak while he's getting fucked he just squeaks out an answer. "m.. love it... ah..." n he will never fail to say his please and thank yous - he's so well mannered even when hes getting used !!!

johnny

this is just. oh my. i think he's silent for the most part. heavy breathing and quiet grunts and groans until he's close. THAT'S when he starts moaning, all sorts of things slipping out. "god you're so good" "i love this hole so much" ahh??! i think he talks down too. fuck !!! daddy!johnny is so patronising, and not just outside of the bedroom. kinda like taeil, he asks things, but he makes u feel so dumb and cock drunk :( AH AND he like... coos when you feel all dazed from his cock... "awh~ is that good? you like that don't you sweetheart? yeah, i know."

yuta

i have this vision of yuta just SLAMMING from behind with his face right up in your ear, telling you all sorts of dirty things lowly with just the hottest voice ever. he's very vocal about what he wants, and he loves cumming inside... so expect him to talk about that. oh, he is so fucking possessive too. "hmm. mine. this is mine. you're mine." he probably bites your ear/neck when he says it... the grunts that come out when he slams are enough to send anyone reeling, but i bet he tells you "fuck. gonna. gonna cum in my fuckdoll--" n his voice just trails off as he fills you up and sighs<33

kun

now kun is !! an interesting one !! ... i envision him as a pretty hard dom, so i don't think he's any stranger to degrading. that being said, i think he's more talkative when he's giving punishments (e.g. spanking over his thigh... heaven<33) rather than when he's fucking. i think he moans lowly, semi-quietly but as he gets more and more pent up he gets louder. (i think this is the case for most of the nct doms but oh well) he'll praise how good you make him feel - assuming you've been behaved enough - but that doesn't stop him from cursing under his breath at every chance he gets ,,..

doyoung

definitely has pretty moans !! he probably does whine, but i mean that in a dom way - if that makes sense? higher pitched moans but not pathetic, in fact it's probably paired with him whispering "fuck yes, good [insert ur fave petname here]". i think he's the type to kiss you a lot during sex and like... moan into your mouth; any space not taken up by the sound of moans will for sure be filled with the sound of his panting and his tongue dancing with yours.

ten

another semi-whiner. i always saw him as a dom but i'm sliiightly succumbing to the idea that he may be a switch... which is why i think there's so much BEAUTY in his moans?? ten makes really pretty, breathy whines and moans i'm sure, i don't particularly think he talks a crazy amount but rather short instructions. (yes i'm going back to dom!ten) "turn around." "get on your knees" "quiet." AH !! he always lets you know what he needs - however, sub!ten will just whine and squirm till you make him cum because he is most definitely a slut who takes anything:(

jaehyun

first of all, this man wrecks me to the fucking core, and i could talk about this for... a while. but his moans are definitely like, raspy high-pitched type. think about his vocals. esp in try again... i bet you they sound like THAT. i'm sure he talks a bit too, tbh he probably says rather textbook dirty things but it sounds so fucking hot when it's him. "yeah take it, take my cock" "fuck yes just like that", he loves how you whine when he moans right up next to you btw - it just makes him do it even more. oh, and bonus - he will never call you ANYTHING without prefixing it with my or daddy's. daddy's girl, daddy's boy, daddy's pet, my dirty slut... ahh<3

winwin

it's almost contrasting to jaehyun but sicheng's voice is so low. i can't explain this in any way other than that he's kitty, but his moans are so... puppy? and when he's fucked, he makes himself sound so dumb too. he's constantly slurring his words and biting his lip because he's trying to keep quiet but anyone who walks by the room will hear "mm.. m!!" because he just can't help himself :( when he's close he probably squeaks like taeyong and cums all over the place GOD i want him

jungwoo

oh god there's no doubt that jungwoo talks SO much during sex. he probably loses his fucking mind with how good he feels. he's such a good boy but sometimes you just need him to shut up - but he can't. he squeaks out a little moan when you push into him, or when you start touching his cock, but withn minutes he's babbling non-stop; "oh god oh god mommy/daddy i love it so much, a-ah like that, please~"

lucas

my brain used to be convinced that xuxi was a dom, but i'm now sure he's a switch. either way, his moans are pretty much the same. they're very heavy and... i guess manly is the best way to put it. in my head i can literally picture him being like "ughhh..." when you start fucking because he just feels like he's wanted to fuck you so desperately - yes, even if you fucked hours before. it's always so breathy and moany and i think he sounds like a bit of a fuckboy tbh... "fuck yeah" as he slides his cock into you? THANKS

mark

loud baby loud baby LOUD BABY:((( no matter how much you cover that pretty mouth of his he will be so LOUD!! he can't stop talking and whining and panting, kinda like jungwoo but honestly... more. he swears a lot too. he tries not to but he just can't help himself :( "aw shit... god shit!!!" under his breath UGHHFDGGDFDD SO FUCKING CUTE IM GONNA SCREAM !!! he's very polite though, so he always says sorry every single time :( he babbles like hell when he cums, he can't stop himself, again like jungwoo. "i'm gonna cum i'mgonnacumi- i'm -- ah fuck, shit--!!"

xiaojun

two words. action figure. everyone knew that was coming, HA - i'm sorry but THAT verse means we all know how he sounds. i think he tries his best to talk normally while you edge him but his little voice keeps on wavering and cracking and just... he can't help but sound all pretty and pathetic :( but surely dejun has some (very frequent) moments where he can't keep his front anymore and just whines like a whore because it feels so good<3

hendery

the things i'd let this man do to me:))) i think at first he'd actually try and hide his moans because he feels like that's what he's supposed to do, but no. for me personally, i know i would NOT LET THAT HAPPEN !! he probably sucks the air in through his teeth in an attempt to hide it - it's very fucking sexy when he does that, granted - but he can't keep doing that for long. i think he hums and laughs when he can't keep it in any longer because he almost feels some kinda defeat but then he just moans semi-loudly and lets out a "good girl/boy/baby... let me fuck you, huh?"

renjun

renjun scares the fuck out of me. why? because his moans are fairly quiet. he's master and it S H O W S. he grunts quietly, maybe muttering things under his breath like "so fucking tight" "mmh there you go..." to fill some silence but he does it subconsciously; he goes so far into domspace sometimes that he just can't control himself. when he's close he talks through his teeth and he's like "i'm. i'm gonna cum baby..."and the more you whine on his cock the more he just laughs at you because he's a sadist hhhhhhhhhhh.........

jeno

most definitely a fun one... you see when he's sub, he pants and whines and drools all over himself like a big dumb puppy boy and he just breathes so heavy n his moans are all shaky... if he's a brat he will try and talk big but he can't take it, he just gets so pathetic and !!! but dom jeno is fucking TERRIFYING because he talks down and tries his best to intimidate you. he chuckles and degrades you, but one of his faves is when he can big himself up under his breath. "look at you now. you love this fucking cock."

haechan

this isn't good for my mental health :) i fucking cannot TAKE this brat :) AHA! hyuckie is honestly such a whore, he's bratty and rude and always talks back at you like he's the king of the fucking world. he's constantly laughing at you and trying so hard to make you feel like you're not worthy but he feels so good he just gets fucked dumb by you :( he is SO loud too. he wants everyone to hear what a dirty whore he is and he makes sure he puts on his prettiest pornstar moans. he whines like his life depends on it. on the off chance that he's being a good boy, he begs and cries and whimpers when he finally cums - and i mean CRIES. sobs. he'll be heaving by the time you're done with him, but god he fucking loves it.

jaemin

fuck... fuck okay... well firstly he loves to talk. we all know how much he praises and how he's constantly showing his love off... that doesn't stop at fanservice, nope. he will fuck you like a ragdoll and keep calm and composed as ever, talking down to you as if you're in his lap for a soft cuddle. "baby loves nana so much hm~?" "oh you really love that don't you?" "you know you're so pretty. nana wants to cum in you so bad~" yes, he calls himself nana because he's a cocky fuck and loves how it sounds. especially when you're moaning it for him.

yangyang

i'm kinda in 2 minds about this... on the one hand, he's kinda like hyuckie in that he whines a LOT. but he can actually keep his composure - he's a breathy whiner, he's not quite as loud and he most certainy doesn't crumble as easily. (that's not to say that he can't, he most definitely can.) on the other hand i think when he's in a more neutral headspace rather than subby, he talks to you like a total fuckboy. not in a mean way but he's just like "hah. i know you love me fucking you like this." he gets so cocky and he sucks hickeys into your neck and hums quietly<3

shotaro

he's such a shy baby :( he wants to moan so much but he probably gets all self conscious and tries to hide it... so you gotta make him feel safe :( when he does he whimpers and it's so pretty and pathetic. the way he wells up with tears and hitches his breath is. adorable. he whispers "thank you... ah..." every time he feels that good and by the time he cums it's just falling from him like a waterfall :( the more comfortable he feels, though, the sluttier he can get... he will always be a good boy but i think he lets his whore side come out every once in a while <3

sungchan

last but most certainly not least, yet ANOTHER boy who pains me to the core. i think sungchan whimpers too. THERE I SAID IT. his cock is too big for his own good so he just... needs you to do SOMETHING to him :( he always sighs at first, maybe hissing just a little but then he gets to a point where he's quietly whimpering because he just needs to cum so fucking bad <//3 "need it... p-please..." he's always nervous to use titles but if he wants to cum he has no choice :( when his dom asks please who? he blushes bright red n mumbles a little "please mommy/daddy... 'm so good..." and god yes he is he deserves it so much ugh<33333333333333

[anqeluv]

Concept: being WayVs little stress reliever. The boys sometimes get jealous of each other over how loud they make you. Kun calling you while in the studio is very normal.

STOP I LITERALLY WANT TO WRITE A FIC ABOUT THIS CONCEPT BC IT’S SO GOOD

the thought of it starting as just a way for them to get all of their sexual frustration out, but then devolving into each of them wanting to upstage the other like yangyang walking downstairs and being so smug about fucking you last night until xiaojun notices, smirks, and says: oh you made her cum three times last night? we got to five this morning.

or like hendery bringing you with them to shows bc he gets nervous or whatever and needs to cum in you before he can perform or it doesn’t feel right.

and kun fucking you whenever his role as leader gets overwhelming and it’s really intense but also so passionate and his strokes are so deep you can feel him in your belly.

lucas fucking you whenever he has a free moment because you’re the best person he’s ever had sex with and he genuinely loves fucking you more than he likes doing almost anything (low key it’s an issue)

winwin is super low key about his sex life with you. like no one ever knows when or how y’all fuck, but he def knows when you’ve fucked everyone else. he’s the most possessive out of all of them and you’re always super mf sore after he’s done with you. but you’re also secretive about it. like he doesn’t tell anyone what y’all do despite the other members asking and it drives them insane.

or ten getting super cocky and making it his life’s mission to make you cum the most and eventually he succeeds with nine orgasms in a row. everyone tries to beat him, but he’s got this unique touch that’s just so gentle but also completely irresistible. no one else knows how to do it without overstimulating you and he is BEYOND smug about it.

i just mf love this idea. thank you for bringing it to my attention, pls make yourself at home in my asks <3

[what-if-nct]

Okay so the question is who in NCT is going to be the best with period care?? and why?

Also who wont be cos we need to know.

Okay, I love this and kinda need it cause she's on her way in a matter of days.

The best

Taeyong would buy you the exact period product you asked for, plus more than you even need, he'd buy candy, a heating pad, ice cream and a little stuffed animal. He'd be so attentive when you're curled on the bed in pain and he just wants to make sure you're as comfortable as possible.

Doyoung and Kun Will already know exactly what brand, size, absorbency you need without you even asking, they'd keep a stash of all of your favorite things for you by the side of your bed. They'd know random tricks to help with cramps and even how to deal with heavy bleeding and they'd have a new towel on your side of the bed every night. They might know more about your period than you do.

Jaemin, actually a lot like Taeyong but oh he'd dote on you and baby you like normal but even more so while you're on your period. Under the sink he'll have every period product you could possibly need, he'd even lay the heating pad on your stomach for you while you lay in his lap. He'll make sure you're drinking lots of water and eating enough. and he'll make you warm tea every night

Renjun Similar to Doyoung and Kun but more laid back about it. You don't even need to tell him what you need he already bought everything a week before because he remembered your schedule, he'd keep Midol, aspirin, heating pads for you and everyday he comes home he has you're favorite treat and drink. And occasionally will ask if you're okay or if you need anything.

Not extraordinary but normal.

Johnny, Taeil, Ten, Yuta, Xiaojun, Haechan, Jeno, Like they'll get you exactly what you ask for, get you little treats and rub your back and cuddle you when you need it but it's pretty much normal.

At least they have the spirit.

Chenle, he would buy you like ten different period products, tampons, pads, pantyliners, even a diva cup and a box of icy hot patches. he just got everything. Also got a pregnancy test for some reason, it was in the same aisle he's trying.

Winwin, Honestly so confused about what to exactly buy you. He just keeps it safe and buys giant overnight pads even if you asked for tampons. He read the toxic shock warning on the back of the box and got scared.

Jungwoo, Honestly kind of useless and confused no idea what's going on. Buys everything he sees plus every single snack he knows you like. Accidently buys at least two pregnancy tests and an ovulation test. He doesn't know what to do. But he's trying his best.

The worst.

Jaehyun, 100% the type to ask "What pussy size are you?" and he brings you incontinence briefs. and is confused why you're upset and says 'Don't they do the same thing'

Mark, Honestly he forgot what you even asked for and was too afraid to ask for help so he picked up one small pack of pantyliners.

Yangyang, Also will ask "what pussy size are you' but doesn't even buy the pads because self checkout wasn't open and he was too scared to go to a cashier and has to be dragged back in the store by Kun and Ten. when he says "what will they think?' and Ten will say 'That you have a girlfriend dumbass' only reason he buys the right thing is because of Kun.

Hendery, He'll forget the moment he walks into the store, buys things no one even needs, then stops off to get a smoothie. But when he remembers he gets the first thing he sees and throws it at you when he gets home and asks if you want some of his smoothie.

Jisung, He was just hovering in the aisle looking around him. He remembered what type of period product you needed but didn't remember anything else. He's apprehensive because he doesn't want anyone to think he's a weirdo or pervert. He's just so nervous and he leaves the aisle without anything and asks Jaemin to buy it for you but Jisung bought you a candy bar and drink he just didn't want anyone to get the wrong idea.

[peanutpinet]

Yuta (cold mafia boss)

Prompt: 20)“The only time a man should be fast is when he’s trying to dodge my bullets.” - 100 Dialogue Prompts for Mob Boss AUs

A/N: since NCT 127 have decided to attack us since Friday with all their day/night posts and whatever more things they still got in the back storage, I just gotta do some fics about the dark concept, cause like, yea XD. I asked my friend whose bias is Yuta to choose a prompt and so, here we are XD

Warnings: some form of harassment, cursing (it's Yuta) drinking, spiked drink and hint of kidnapping

It was a Friday night and you were more than excited to finally have some time off to hang out with your boyfriend, Yuta, who was also part "gang leader" of NCT, an infamous group that people thought do illegal doings when they're the ones shutting the illegal businesses down.

Yuta being Yuta didn't disclose what he did from the beginning. But he also never fully tell you everything which, is understandable, it was confidential information. Despite so, Yuta never restricted your movements and you both would have some normal cafe dates, picnic dates, etc. Even so, there will be times where Yuta would have you do some personal training that includes self-defence, quizzes about types of chemicals, guns, etc. In his defense, he just wants you to be prepared should something goes wrong and you're alone.

Despite following Yuta's needs, you would sometimes joke about how it won't happen or that Yuta will make sure it wouldn't go too far or even if anything did happen, you were sure that Yuta would eventually find a way to make things right. Boi, were you in for a treat.

As mentioned, you were finally going to have a night out with Yuta after so long and had just finished getting ready when you received a text from Yuta saying, "hey love, sorry this is super last minute but could you change into a more black-tie dress code? We are sort of having a business dinner tonight and I want to bring you as my date. I'm on my way to pick you up right now. Don't worry, you don't have to put on anything you're uncomfortable cause whatever you wear, you still look hot to me ;)"

So of course you did what Yuta asked. You changed into a simple long black dress that fitted your figure and touched up your makeup a bit more and let your hair down. As you were putting on the last of your accessories and about to put your shoes on, Yuta was already ringing the bell. You quickly opened the door for him and told him that you were just going to put your shoes on which Yuta chuckled and helped you as he saw you struggling.

"You didn't have to go all out and wear heels babe, you'll have sore feet by the end of the night" Yuta mentioned, holding you steady as you were putting on your heels

"I mean, if it's just dinner, I'll just be sitting either way. You so owe me with a pizza movie night next week" you complained, finally putting your shoes

"Anything for you babe. Let's go" Yuta smiled, bringing your arm wrapped around his and helped you get into the car before he went to the driver's seat

Arriving at the dinner, you felt out of place since this was the first time Yuta actually brought you. Noticing your nervous state, Yuta wrapped his arm over your shoulder, telling you that he'll be right beside you unless you need to go to the restroom or need some personal space.

Nodding, Yuta gave you a heartwarming smile and brought you around. First and foremost, to his other members that were joining the dinner, the people you knew the week you and Yuta started dating. Allowing some weight off since how worried you were.

"Oh, (Y/N)!! Welcome!! Hope Yuta didn't force you to come here" Johnny greeted you which Yuta gave him a glare

"Well, he sorta promised me for a pizza movie night date next week, so I guess it's a winwin" you replied, chuckling

"Oooh, can we come? I miss just watching movies on the weekend" Jungwoo requested, pulling out his puppy eyes

"Maybe if you find yourself a girlfriend, I'd consider it" Yuta hissed, you hit him playfully

"Hey (Y/N), sometimes I wonder what you see in Yuta. He's so aggressive" Jungwoo joked as Taeyong tried to calm everyone and directed everyone to their table since dinner was starting

Dinner surprisingly went well and the opposing business partners were actually cooperating; like, they would agree to what NCT were asking, even giving some suggestions for the corporation. But nevertheless, every NCT member were on their best guard; heck, they all had their guns rested by their hips and even knifes hidden within their clothing.

Seeing how the talk about the business bore you, you took a big sip off of the drink the waiter had just poured for you. Suddenly feeling the urge to go to the bathroom, you excused yourself from everyone at the table, nodding your head when Yuta told you to immediately come back once you're done.

However, you didn't go to the bathroom because of the urge to pee or anything. Instead, it's because you didn't feel too good, maybe the alcohol in your drink was a bit too much to your tolerance but whether you want to admit it or not, you didn't feel good and felt like you could pass out at any second.

After purging and sitting down for a bit, you felt slightly better but not good enough because everything around you was tilted. Taking a deep breath, you just kept on thinking how the dinner table wasn't that far and if you hurry, you can just make it to Yuta's side and pass out however you like.

Pulling whatever willpower you have left, you stood up and started to walk out of the bathroom. Holding onto the wall, you slowly walked down the hall back to your table, until someone came up to you, asking if you were alright which you told them that you were fine. You may be dizzy and not feeling good, but you surely weren't dumb nor were you drunk.

Despite the guy saying that all he wanted to do was to help you, you clearly knew that wasn't his true intention since he was gripping you a bit too much to your liking. You've tried pushing him away but that only made his grip tighter. And to top it off, instead of helping you to your actual table or at least asking where your table was, he brought you to a more quiet area; making your heart beat quicker.

Unfortunately, at this point, whatever was in your drink was sinking it and you slowly start to lose consciousness and hope as from what you can see, you were far from your table. But thank the universe because all of a sudden you hear a loud ring and the tight grip was gone; instead, it was replaced by a warm embrace.

"Get him out of here before I actually kill him right here and now" you heard Yuta's stern voice commanding his other members

"I got you, baby. Let's get you back home, hmm?" you heard Yuta's voice turned soft; not having any more energy, you just nodded and fell asleep in his embrace

Because Yuta felt he can't leave you alone nor not torment the people that hurt you, he decided to bring you back to NCT's place. Wiping off your makeup and putting on your skincare for you, Yuta had one of the maids help change your clothes and then he tucked you in bed; not leaving your side until he's convinced that you're fully asleep before leaving a gentle kiss on your forehead then quietly leaving the room.

Walking out of the room, he saw Jeno and Jaemin, asking them to guard your room until he gets back. Making his way to the basement, he met with the NCT members that joined the dinner that did not end well at all.

Turns out, not long after you left, the neos already had a bad feeling; that something was not right, especially since their "business partners" were eyeballing the situation around them and it was revealed that the dinner was just a cover-up and that they were planning to use you to get to the neos, which clearly did not end well for them.

"Is she alright?" Taeyong asked, seeing Yuta was fuming

"She's very much passed out the second I found her. Are they all in there?" Yuta questioned strictly

"Yea. All tied up and blindfolded on the ground" Johnny mentioned

"Good" Yuta smirked, slamming the door open, making the prisoners jerked in surprise

"Rise and shine motherf*ckers. I hope you're ready for what's coming" Yuta shouted as some of the neos took their blindfolds off

"And y'all call yourselves men. Tch. You guys may be agile but not agile enough. The only time a man should be fast is when he’s trying to dodge my bullets. Not getting caught by their enemies. And surely not looking or thinking to do anything to another person's girlfriend. Oh well, what's done is done. Be lucky that we all got there in time. But, that doesn't mean I'll go easy on you. Let's see...should I start off with your fingers because you touched my girl or your head for ever thinking that little stunt of yours. Either way, I'm definitely going to take my time with you all" Yuta ranted, a smirk forming on his face as he saw the horror of his prisoners while the neos put their blindfolds back on

A/N: yeap, this turned out longer than expected. Welp, this is what happens when NCT updates with a dark concept I guess XD

[dirtykpopsnaps]

He’s Mine — Lucas Wong smut

Warnings: This fic contains 18+ material. Anyone under 18 seen interacting with this fic will be blocked!!

Contains: Jealous Y/N. (Kind of) playing under the table. Exhibitionism. Unprotected fucking (he pulls out, but wrap it up). I think that’s it.

Requested: yes

Words: 2, 473

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“Hmm,” I hum lightly, turning in a circle and watching myself in the mirror. The teal mini sundress twirls with me, swaying softly. My hair falls in light waves over my shoulders and I just shrug my shoulders lightly. It’s definitely not my normal style of a t-shirt and jeans, but it’s cute. Plus, Lucas told me to dress up a little bit. We’re going out to a restaurant with the boys tonight to celebrate a successful comeback.

On the bed, my phone buzzes and I walk over to pick it up. Lucas’s contact is flashing across the screen with a text notification.

From Lukey❤️: Coming to pick you up in a second. The car will be out by the curb

I nod my head lightly to myself and grab things like my phone and wallet. At the last minute, I pull on my silver sandals and wait patiently for the text. However, instead of another message, I hear a knock at my door a few moments later. I stand up and walk to my apartment’s living room, opening the door.

Standing in the doorway, dressed in a nice shirt and pants, is my beautiful boyfriend. He stares at me for a few seconds, his jaw hanging open slightly. I feel my cheeks heat up a little bit and I giggle, brushing some hair behind my ear. Finally, he snaps out of it and blinks rapidly. “Wow, you look gorgeous,” he comments, a smile gracing his features.

“You look pretty good yourself, Lucas,” I giggle, trailing my eyes over his body. He chuckles lightly, holding his hand out to me.

“Come on, baby, the boys are waiting,” he reminds me. I nod my head and take his hand, walking down to the curb with him.

Down on the street, one of the company cars is waiting. Although the windows are tinted, I know that the members of WayV are inside. Lucas pulls open the door and I step inside, finding an empty seat. Lucas sits down right next to me, leaving me seated between Lucas and Ten. The boys immediately start greeting me happily and a bright smile spreads across my face. Honestly, I love being around Lucas’s members. I get along really well with them and I know they’re important in Lucas’s life, so I wanna do my best to be friendly.

The drive to the restaurant is fairly short. Even in the short time that we’re in the car, conversation starts easily. I haven’t seen the members in a little while, so they ask me all about school and how things are going. “Well, it’s college. I’m just doing my best to get through my classes,” I explain. I ask them about how they feel about the comeback and they all start talking excitedly. It’s very clear that they’re all proud of the comeback. I know they’ve all worked very hard to make it as good as possible. They’ve been working late and barely taking breaks at all to get everything down perfect. Lucas likes to tell me about their practices and how things are going, so I’m usually pretty well informed.

When we reach the restaurant, Lucas opens up the door and everyone starts climbing out. When everyone is out of the van, the door is closed and the driver drives off. We all walk into the restaurant and talk to the hostess about our reservation. As soon as the hostess looks at the reservation list, she leads us back to a room away from the main seating area. I take Lucas’s hand in mine, squeezing it lightly as we’re lead to the room. Lucas chuckles lightly, pulling me into his side.

The hostess leads us back to a hidden seating room and opens the door, ushering us inside. The room is a decent sized room. It holds about 5 tables with enough space to walk between the tables. I figure that it’s probably a room meant to seat celebrities so that they’re not mobbed while at dinner. At this point, I’m used to seating like this. Lucas and I have been together for about a year and a half, so I’ve been seated in celebrity seating with them before.

Calmly, everyone finds a table and we all sit down. Chatter starts up between the members and I hum softly, leaning my head against Lucas’s shoulder. We don’t have to wait long before a waitress comes back to serve us. Her eyes are bright and shiny as she looks around at everyone, asking what they want to drink. When her eyes fall to Lucas, a smirk falls on her lips. “And what can I get for you, cutie?” She asks, giggling sweetly. Lucas raises his eyebrows in surprise, but quickly orders his drink. Finally, her eyes fall on me and her smile falters. “And you, darling?” She asks, her sweet voicing hiding the venom behind it.

“Just water,” I say softly, brushing some hair behind my ear. She nods her head and turns on her heel, walking out of the room.

As soon as she’s out of earshot, everyone’s eyes fall to us. “Well, that was...interesting,” Ten says, still staring at the door that she left through.

“Should we tell her they’re together?”

WinWin asks, biting his lip.

“Oh...she knows,” I say softly, feeling my blood start to boil. The table falls quiet, but Hendery slowly starts talking again and the conversation comes back.

For a while, I just stay quiet. I should be used to people flirting with Lucas, but...I’m not. People rarely flirt with him in front of me. Just thinking back to the encounter, my blood starts heating up again. How could she do that? Who does she think she is? Steadying my breathing, I rest my hand lightly on Lucas’s thigh. He gives me a confused look, but brushes it off and goes back to talking to Xiaojun. I huff in annoyance, not liking being ignored. Especially not when our waitress just flirted with him right in front of me.

Slowly, I move my hand further and further up his thigh. Every few seconds, I stop to rub little circles on the inside of his thigh. Lucas isn’t reacting to my actions other than throwing me warning glances here and there. After what seems like forever, I feel his bulge underneath my hand. Smirking to myself, I rub my hand up and down his length. Lucas keeps up his conversation with Xiaojun, but he keeps shifting in his seat. Xiaojun gives him an odd look, raising an eyebrow. “You okay, Lucas?” He asks. Lucas just nods his head calmly.

“Yeah, sorry. My leg just feel asleep,” he lies. Xiaojun nods his head softly, but he gets pulled into another conversation.

Quickly, Lucas’s eyes flit over to me. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He whispers at me in shock.

“I think I’m making my boyfriend feel good,” I whisper back, punctuating the sentence by squeezing his cock through his jeans. Lucas groans lowly, just loud enough for me to hear.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy,” he mutters breathlessly.

“You know you love it,” I giggle, leaning over to nip at the shell of his ear.

Behind us, I feel someone flick my head. I jump in surprise, looking behind me to see who just flicked me. Hendery is frowning at us, his hand raised to do the action again. “None of that at the table,” he scolds. Lucas laughs loudly, flipping Hendery off.

“Fuck off, dude,” he laughs. Sitting back down in my seat, I squeeze Lucas’s cock again. He bites his lip lightly, his eyes falling shut.

“I said stop it!” Hendery shouts.

“I did nothing,” I smile mischievously. Hendery just narrows his eyes at me.

Thankfully, the conversation is halted when the waitress returns. She places all of our drinks on the table, making sure to wink suggestively at Lucas when she gives him his drink. He flashes her an awkward smile, looking down at the table. When my drink is set down on the table, we make eye contact. She’s glaring down at me and I just smirk back at her, ticking an eyebrow challengingly. She huffs in annoyance, taking the drink tray and leaving the room again.

Once she’s gone again, I wrap my arms around Lucas’s shoulder. Calmly, I lean into his ear. “Come with me right now. I need a quickie,” I mutter softly. I pull back, standing up from the table and walking towards the door. Seconds later, Lucas leaves the table. “Where are you two going?” Kun asks in surprise. I don’t answer, walking through the door. Lucas also doesn’t verbally respond, but he must give some sort of signal to Kun because just as I leave, I hear Kun exclaim “Just be careful. We don’t want any surprises!”

Calmly, I take Lucas’s hand in mine and lead him down the long hall. I had seen the bathrooms just at the top of the hall when we came in. Making sure that no one is watching us, I let Lucas slip into the bathroom before me. I wait a few seconds before I enter after him and close the door as quietly as possible.

As soon as the door closes, I feel Lucas’s hand on my arm. I’m spun around and immediately feel his lips against mine, pushing me into the sink. “God, you don’t know how hard it is to resist you when we’re in public,” he mutters against my lips. I hum lightly, weaving my fingers into his thick, brown hair.

“Then why resist?” I ask, tugging lightly at his hair.

“Because I have an image,” he reminds me. I smirk at him, starting to press kisses across his neck.

“And yet we’re fucking in a restaurant bathroom where anyone could catch us,” I chuckle. I nip lightly at his neck and he hisses, leaning his head back.

For a few seconds, I litter kisses across his neck. Lucas picks up his head again, tugging at his shirt. “Take off your clothes. We can’t be long,” he reminds me, pulling his shirt off and letting it hit the ground.

“Well...since we need to be so quick, why don’t I just...” I trail off, pulling my panties off under my sundress. Lucas chuckles, tugging his pants and underwear down. Lucas takes my underwear and sets them on top of his shirt.

Standing up again, he lines himself at my entrance. “Ready, baby?” He asks. I nod my head quickly, wrapping my arms around his neck. Slowly, Lucas pushes his cock into me. I groan softly, taking low breaths and relaxing my body. Even with prepping, it can be hard to take his cock sometimes. Without prepping, it’s so much harder, but I’m already so horny for him. I tug lightly at the hair at the nape of his neck, leaning my head back against the bathroom mirror. Lucas groans, stopping every few seconds to let me adjust a little more. His teeth are digging into his bottom lip and I’m honestly worried that he might draw blood.

When he’s completely inside me, we just hold each other. Lucas’s hand is pressed against the bathroom wall, holding himself up. His eyes are shut tight and I smile to myself, looking up at him. “Baby, move,” I mutter softly, scratching lightly at his neck. A shiver wracks through his body and he nods his head, pulling out and snapping his hips back in. Slowly, he starts to get a rhythm behind the roll of his hips and I hum lightly, holding tightly to him. I can feel myself slipping up the mirror a little bit with each thrust.

Reaching my hand down, I start to draw quick circles over my clit. I know that we can’t be in here for too long or we risk being caught. I can feel small puffs of warm air as Lucas pants against my skin with the exertion. I pull my free hand out of his hair and rake my nails down his back, leaving behind raised red lines. Lucas hisses through his teeth at the feeling, but he doesn’t falter. His thrusts are quick and precise. With his thrusts and the added stimulation on my clit, I feel myself quickly reaching the edge. “L-Luke,” I mutter softly, leaning up against his chest.

“I know, baby. Come when you need to,” he pants, snapping his hips against mine again. I feel myself slip up the mirror again and my mouth falls open in a gasp.

When I feel like I can’t hold on anymore, I let myself fall over the edge. I involuntarily clench around Lucas and he groans, dropping his head onto my shoulder. He thrusts a few more times before pulling out and pumping his cock over my stomach. Soon enough, his cum is spilling over his hand and onto my stomach. For a few seconds, we both come down from our highs and catch our breaths. Lucas has a sweet, dopey smile on his face and I giggle lightly.

Leaning over, he pulls out some paper towels and wipes away his cum. The towels go into the trashcan as soon as he’s done cleaning up. Quickly, we both pick up our clothes again and start pulling them on. I make sure that my dress is on correctly and catch to make sure none of his clothes are on inside-out or backwards. Once I’m sure that everything is good, I pull him in for a sweet kiss. He smiles against my lips, his hands falling to my hips.

When we pull away, I smile up at him. “Now...I think we’re wanted back at dinner,” I giggle. He leans his chin against my head, laughing lightly.

“I don’t even wanna see Kun after that comment he made,” he laughs. I roll my eyes, laughing lightly, and pull on his hand.

“Come on,” I whine, tugging at his hand. Lucas sighs lightly and we push open the door of the bathroom. He peeks his head out before nodding and we both head back towards the hidden room.

When we get to the room, Lucas holds the door open for me and I step inside. Instantly, all the boy turn to look at us. Kun chuckles at me, shaking his head. “If it makes you feel better, she got really annoyed when she came back and you were both gone,” he tells me. I giggle lightly, a huge smile on my face.

“Gotta show her that he’s mine,” I comment.

Kun scrunches up his nose at me.

“You know...you could’ve just kissed him in front of her,” he points out. I nod my head at him.

“Yeah, I could’ve...but that’s no fun,” I laugh.

“I...never mind. I don’t wanna know,” he sighs.