#xiaojun x y/n

[strrykais]

1-800-hot-n-fun [xiao dejun]

what could be more annoying than neighbors, unfortunately its your number neighbor. xiao dejun just wanted to talk to someone new, its not his fault he was on top.

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[viasdreams]

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meeting xiaojun’s parents for the first time

⊹ read part 2 here !!

a/n: ik his parents high-five when they see his face cuz GOD DAMN !!!!

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[blue-jisungs]

[ 7:40pm ] for the first time ever, you were ready before your boyfriend. you had a date planned and since you started putting on your makeup and clothes earlier, and dejun was scrolling on tiktok, you somehow were dressed head to toe whereas he was hurriedly putting on his tie.

“i never thought such a miracle would happen” you chuckled, deciding to help him. the reservation was for 8pm and it was nearly 7:40pm. add a 10 minute ride… yeah, you were on a tight schedule.

“can you pass me my watch? it should be somewhere in the drawer” he hummed, fingers nervously fixing the tie. maybe he shouldn’t put it on in a rush in the first place.

then he froze and in the same time he saw your silhouette in the mirror.

dejun whipped his head around and jumped to the drawer that you opened to reach for his watch. he totally forgot the thing was there too.

“are you serious?” you breathed out, your eyes finally tearing away from the velvety box. you looked at him, fear in his ebony irises. you laughed and smacked his arm, handing him the watch. “hide it better next time, idiot”

his heart was racing so fast, mentally cursing his own stupidity. how could he forget he hid the engagement ring there?

“come on, it’s not like you’ll propose today. let’s go, we’ll be late” you teased and pecked the corner of his lips, leaving the room. you tried to keep your cool but dejun could see the excitement in your features.

smiling foolishly to himself, he only shook his head and closed the drawer. he’ll hide it in a better spot once he comes back home.

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[yongvillage]

hi slaterrr <3 i love ur works, ur talented bb, i had a thought or two about dejun if ur interested

xiaojun who’s a loser and keeps to himself mostly, nerdy nd gets picked on, but jerks off to your pics when he’s alone, stealing ur sweatshirt that u left in class and stroking himself in his room to the scent of u… stuff like that :3 i just know he’ll be giddy when he gets his hands on u too

(ps, do u do emoji anons? if so, could i be 🩰 anon? if not, that’s perfectly fine too xx)

AHHH hii anon, im so happy u like my works this ask means sm to me tyyyy 🥲💘

also i have been thinking abt doing emoji anons so congrats !!! ur the first one hehe 🩰

this one turned out a little longer than usual but i js had too much fun with this ask LOL i love loser dejun

ⓘ nerd!xiaojun, perversion, mating press, unprotected sex

you'd always see loser!xiaojun near your locker, peeking over his textbooks as he would frantically push his glasses up and look away nervously when you walked by.

he wasn't the loud or outgoing type, instead, he liked to watch from a distance. he'd savor the moment, admiring how effortlessly beautiful you were before the inevitable happened. before the same group of jocks would come by and knock his belongings out of his hands, yelling out ludicrous and malicious insults as they walked away. you'd always turn your back before you saw, though, paying him no mind as he scrambled to pick up his countless books.

thankfully, you only had one class with him, grateful that you didn't have to spend too much time around that creep. you'd heard rumors, about how he supposedly stalked girls around school and spied through their windows. they sounded a little foolish, but it was better to be safe than sorry, so you kept your distance.

as class finished up, you quickly packed all your things in your backpack, getting out of your seat, and you were in such a rush you forgot your sweatshirt. it sat idly on your desk, and xiaojun almost jumped out of excitement as he saw you exit the room for good, eyeing you, and then the sweatshirt.

he stalled for a bit, taking extra long to pack up his own things as he waited for everyone to pour out. once he felt the coast was clear, he snatched the sweatshirt, the scent of you already making him slightly delirious. he tripped on his own feet as he hastily ran out of the classroom, eager to go home.

he'd waste no time, shutting his bedroom door as he sat at his desk, pulling his pants down all the way to his ankles. his dick was flushed and leaking copious amounts of precum, and xiaojun wondered what you'd say, or what you'd do, if you were here. he pictured you watching him stroke his hard cock as he pressed your sweatshirt tightly against his nose, greedily inhaling the smell of your perfume, bodywash, and everything else your assumedly smoothe and supple skin had to offer his senses.

xiaojun swore he'd came in less than 30 seconds, the quickest he'd ever finished. but he didn't stop there, he didn't stop for the next three hours until his unknowing mother called him down for dinner.

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it wasn't until two weeks later in the library when your friends dared you to talk to him, proclaiming that he'd "probably piss his pants the minute you came in a 6 feet radius of him." you laughed, shrugging their comments off as you casually walked up to him. his head was buried in a textbook, his hand hurriedly scratching down notes.

"hey."

xiaojun didn't hear you, seemingly too focused on his studying. you tapped him on the shoulder twice.

"hello?"

his head shot up, and his face turned red and sweaty in an instant as he became frenzied, his hands scattering across the table as he began shutting books and putting stuff away in his backpack. he stood up, clasping his hands in front of his crotch.

"h-hi," he pushed up his glasses, yet his eyes never once met yours. you almost felt bad, ignoring your friend's giggling behind you.

suddenly an idea came over you, smirking as you spoke, "would you wanna come over to my place tonight?"

xiaojun's wide eyes finally looked up at your face, before quickly looking back down again.

"f-for what? um, if you'd like homework answers i-i could just message them to you."

you chuckled, "no, i meant, like, have sex."

xiaojun chokes, going into a full blown cough attack. you stared patiently as his coughs died down and he looked back at you, droplets of sweat beginning to form on his temples and neck.

"w-what?"

"i mean, unless you don't want to, that's totally fine too," you tested, bititng back a smile as you watched how xiaojun's eyes grew even wider.

"no!" he yelled suddenly, a few other people in the library whipping their heads around to shush the two of you.

"so, i guess that's a yes?" you asked coyly

xiaojun nodded frantically, "y-yeah, i would like to have, um..."

"it's okay, you can say it."

"s-sex. i would like to have sex with you."

you gave him a proud smile, winking once before whispering in his ear, "i'll meet you outside the library after school. you can walk me to your house."

-

the walk to xiaojun’s house was amusing for you, and painful for xiaojun. you had told him to lead the way, and it was relatively silent, with xiaojun periodically lifting his eyes to look at you and seeing that you were already looking at him, thriving off of his shyness. he held his textbooks tightly over his crotch, hiding how hard he was.

a million scenarios played out in his head of what he would do to you once you two arrived, but when the time actually came, he just stood there. xiaojun had never felt like such a stranger in his own room.

you plopped onto the edge of his bed, eyeing him with your legs crossed as you leaned back on your hands.

as soon as you gave him permission to touch you though, it was like letting a dog out of it’s cage. xiaojun quickly got started on undoing his pants, pulling them down to his knees.

you suppressed a moan at the sight, bringing a hand down to rub at your clothed clit.

“fuck, just let me finger myself first, need to get myself stretched out for you,” you spoke in a sultry tone, sliding your shorts down your legs and spreading your legs open as he resumed to touch yourself.

xiaojun watched in awe, and you stared curiously as he hadn’t seemed to touch himself, not even once.

you giggled airily, “it’s okay, you can touch yourself.”

xiaojun shook his head quickly, “c-can’t.”

you looked up at him, your middle and index finger inching towards your wet hole as you started fingering yourself slowly.

“ah, and why’s that?” you moaned through your words, your fingers picking up the pace.

“i-i’ll cum too quick,” xiaojun gritted out, his hands balling up at his sides. you laughed at his self restraint, being quickly interrupted by a moan as you tipped your head back when your fingers curled inside you.

“mm, s-so well behaved,” you panted, peeking at xiaojun. your words and actions clearly took a toll on him, his red and sweaty face bringing you near your orgasm.

it only took a few more seconds before you came. your hips spasmed and legs trembled as you gave your clit one last, soothing rub, before reaching up to tug on xiaojun’s cock.

he grunts, his hands hesitantly resting on your knees as you did all the work, aligning his leaky tip to your entrance. xiaojun lost all self control in that moment, just the simple touch of your hot hole causing his hips to slam forward, knocking the wind out of you.

“shit,” he whispers out, almost strangled as he stared down at where the two of you met.

“m-move, xiaojun, please,” you panted out, hands coming to grip onto the back of your knees.

your words set off like a trigger to a gun in xiaojun’s mind, his hands suddenly slapping yours away and putting you into a mating press, his hips snapping into you at a brutal pace.

you looked up at xiaojun’s face, beads of sweat traveling down his cheeks and sideburns. the both of you were breatheless, hyperventilating at xiaojun’s newfound, animalistic thrusts.

“fuck, s-slow.. slow down, ah!” you moaned, your nails ripping at xiaojun’s navy sheets. his dick poked you in all the right places, and his crushing weight left you choking on your moans.

it looked like xiaojun wanted to say something, but all that came out was incoherent murmurs of curses and proclamations of how good you felt. his glasses fogged up and began sliding down his face, one of his hands coming off of the back of your knee to quickly slide them back up to the top of his nose bridge.

“you think about this? think about fucking me like this?” you managed to choke out, a lazy smile plastered on your face as you brought your hands up to xiaojun’s shoulders, nails raking up and down his back.

“fuck, s-so much,” he panted, mouth hanging open as his hips crashed onto the back of your thighs, hands grasping and kneading the plush of them, “y-you don’ even know…”

you whimpered at xiaojun’s words, your stomach beginning to twist and turn as your moans got especially loud, signaling that you were close.

xiaojun’s stutters and spurs, the only words you were able to make out being cum. you hummed contentedly.

“please let me cum in you, p-please, need to, need to cum i-inside,” he rambled unintelligibly, his thrusts growing sloppy and untimed.

you nodded wordlessly, too weak and spent to give him a spoken answer. you were on birth control anyway, and the thought of xiaojun pulling out now made you unsatisfied.

suddenly, all at once, both you and xiaojun cum at the same time. your eyes rolled to the back of your head, back arching off of the bed as your limbs trembled. pants and moans echoed throughout his room, and you whined at the sticky, hot cum flooding your cunt. but before you had any time to recover, xiaojun turns you over on your stomach, his ruthless pace picking back up, giving you no time to even breathe.

a black, stained sweater at the front of xiaojun’s bed catches your eye, and you can’t shake off the feeling of how familiar it looked.

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[sourrpatched]

༒ p.js LOVE BITES (TEASER)

Release Date > October 19th READ NOW!

Sypnosis > After surviving a brink of death, Park Jisung must navigate his new life as a Vampire, and what that means for the one sided love he’s had on his best friend’s sister for his entire life. Oh, and there’s also an army of freshly turned Vampires trying to wipe out the entire city population, leaving Jisung and his group of friends to try and put a stop to them.

Warnings > Blood (duh), Cults mentioned (like thrice maybe?), Cursing (like a lot), Loosely based in the late 90s, This is also very RomCom coded but add Vampires, Appearances from Chenle, Renjun, Xiaojun, and more!

Word Count > predicted around 15-20k

A/N > This is such a different more comedic approach than Like A Virgin was, but it’s mostly cause I fear that’s just where I strive best… Leaning towards making this more SFW btw, i’m not very good at writing smut…

Preview Word Count > 635 words

Taglist > Let me know if you want to be added!

Jisung felt like his entire body was going to explode, not figuratively speaking but literally. Only this wasn’t because of some weird food combination Xiaojun stuffed down his throat during a hot pot, no this was serious. The sun was shinning way too bright, everything was way too loud, and he still couldn’t help the weird intense smell of iron, this time coming from everyone.

Chenle asked if he had been drinking, that it seemed like he had a hangover, to which he replied he wished it was. A hangover felt like paradise in comparison to the overwhelming pain Jisung was trying so hard to hide. He didn’t want to be a buzz kill and make you feel uncomfortable by his presence.

He felt bad enough that Chenle had mentioned to you that he went MIA and that’s part of the reason you booked a flight back home sooner. You were planning on visiting anyway, but still, he felt guilty knowing he caused you distress.

“She should be coming out soon,” Chenle says waiting by the luggage carrier, he glances over at Jisung. “Calm down already, you’re making me anxious.”

Jisung frowns, “I told you this wasn’t going to work, if anything I feel worse than before.”

Chenle shrugs, “Let’s see how long that lasts.” Before Jisung can respond the sound of a yell shakes him to his core, not particularly because of how loud it was, but because he could recognize that squeal from anywhere. He’s sure he’s memorized just about everything about you.

You run towards your brother jumping into his arms, Chenle feigning disgust but carrying you anyway. “Gross, get off of me you animal.”

You hop back onto the floor, slapping his arm playfully. “You are still just as bitchy as before. I’m telling mom that you called me that by the way.”

“Go for it, she’d agree with me anyway.”

“So full of yourself no wonder your head just gets bigger everytime I see you.” you gesture an explosion with your hands.

Jisung lets a laugh slip out, Chenle and you finding his eyes in the next second. You run over to Jisung in a millisecond, clinging to him like a bear. He smiles to himself wrapping his own arms against you tighter only letting go of you once he notices the questioning look Chenle gives him.

“Where have you been? Lele told me you went ghost and I was like Park Jisung? What better does he have to do that he can’t answer the phone you know?” Chenle chuckles at the accidental insult, you’re too busy rambling to tell him to knock it off though. “I was worried for you! So then I was like no I have got to go back sooner and make sure he’s okay.”

Your eyebrows furrow finally processing the state of him, his clothes are sleeping clothes full of wrinkles and complimentary to his under eye bags that make it seem like the clothes were just for show.

“Jiwi? What’s wrong?” His stomach flutters at the use of his old nickname. “You look so pale.” Your thumb traces his cheek. “Should we go to the doctor?”

His breath hitches at the contact. “That’s really not necessary.” He feels the nausea hit him once again this time stronger than it’s ever been along with a sudden lightheadedness making his vision go blurry.

“You’re not okay.” You step closer to him holding onto his arms. The feeling only gets worse. He smells a hint of sweetness coming from you, his stomach churns, only this time he realizes how hungry he really is.

He backs away from you, almost tripping over his own feet. “What the hell is wrong with you?” Chenle’s voice sounds muffled. It’s the last thing that he makes out before he loses consciousness.

[planetkiimchi]

worth the wait | x.dj

featuring: best friend!xiaojun x reader

summary — xiaojun has been your best friend for all of 10 years, but it’s only lately that he’s started to notice how jealous he gets when you hang out with people that aren’t him. but despite your best efforts, he remains oblivious to your feelings for him.

author’s note: MY SMAU DEBUT WHO ELSE CHEERED! this also serves as a teaser for keep me close, a xiaojun fic that i’ll be hopefully writing soon. i guess this kind of has some spoilers for that, but this can also be read as the “smau version” of the full fic :) @winterchimez please humbly accept my offering 🙏

wayv taglist: @kangtaehyunzzz, @raevyng, @moonkyeom

general taglist: @slytherinshua

[solaris-amethyst]

💫The last day as the mc trio💫

✨Pairing: idol!Xiaojun x gn!idol!reader x idol!Yeosang ✨Prompt: It is your last day as an mc on The Show together with Xiaojun and Yeosang. ✨Genre: fluff, non romantic, idol au ✨Word Count: 2.3k ☀️Authors note: Since I reached 50 followers here on Tumblr I wrote this to celebrate that✨💓

For some reason you had not expected to feel all these emotions that you were currently experiencing whilst sitting in a make up chair getting your make up and hair fixed for today's episode of The Show.

Perhaps it was the fact that it was your last day here as an mc before you were to retire from the job. Had it been up to you, you would have continued on for far longer than you had been allowed to but unfortunately for you your company had decided after four months you had done enough and were going back to them with no real plan on what to do next.

Which honestly scared you. Not knowing what the next step would be for you, your company hadn't mentioned anything about a comeback or any other job opportunities yet.

You always looked forward coming to The Show, the staff were always so kind to you, chatting about potential upcoming comebacks for you, life in general and so much more and you always appreciated it so much. Not to forget your lovely co-stars and co-mcs Xiaojun and Yeosang.

Both who had welcomed you with open arms when you joined them four months ago. It had been a bit awkward in the beginning, all three of you a bit shy and trying to get to know each other but after your special mc-stage in which you had performed Infinites Bad it had gotten much better. Working together, learning the choreography and singing and practicing had brought you all together very quickly and soon enough the three of you were playing around and joking like you had been friends all your life.

Xiaojun had even once brought along his dog Bella to let her meet both you and Yeosang and she had absolutely adored Yeosang to the point she didn't want to listen to Xiaojun to yours and Yeosangs delight.

You had endless of memories on stage, off stage, in your group chat and much more and to know that a lot of that would stop happening created tiny little cracks in your heart. No more playing around with them, no more hearing Xiaojun sing to his hearts content or filming yet another chaotic TikTok and hearing Yeosangs wonderful laugh at that. No more seeing and hearing Yeosang giggle if he made a mistake when next to you on stage while you mc:d together.

No more of any of what made your days brighter.

"You okay there sweetheart?" The makeup lady asked kindly, stopping what she was doing to check in on you. "You look like you're feeling some big emotions right now." She says quietly and you nod at her.

"I am." You whisper, giving her a small smile before blinking quickly hoping you can will away the tears for now. You could cry later, when you were alone in your dorm room instead.

"You're gonna do great today sweetheart I just know it." She smiles kindly again before going back to putting your make up on once more. The Shows producers had been kind enough to give you three new performance, a farewell performance to you before everyone truly has to say goodbye at the end of today's show.

It had been decided that you would do a cover of Backstreet Boys song Larger Than Life. You three had a few songs presented and the decision had ultimately landed to you and you chose the Backstreet Boys song, practicing the song had been very fun especially going for a more 90s inspired look and dance.

It had caused you three to sometimes very playfully and dramatically pretend you were a group from the 90s doing some of the choreography they did back then. It was corny and very funny causing some dance movements to become inside jokes between the three of you.

"There you are! We've been looking for you!" Xiaojun singsongs as he and Yeosang enters the room, already dressed up in that classic white 90s boyband clothes you were soon gonna be adorning as well.

Both come up with big smiles to your chair, Yeosang can't stop himself from touching a part of your hair that's standing up slightly with a lil giggle causing you to smile.

It was impossible not to smile when you saw him. Yeosang just had that aura that made him instantly likable, like a moth to a flame, it was impossible to stay away and not find him endearing or funny.

"Ready for today's show?" Yeosang asks while tilting his head at you and you can only look fondly at your two friends.

"As ready as I'll ever be I guess..."

"Hey we'll have fun, let's just enjoy this stage and blow everyone's minds." Xiaojun said brightly quickly sharing a look with Yeosang before he looked back at you.

Once you got the go ahead you hurriedly got out of the chair and quickly changed clothes and got your mic on as needed.

In the room you left them, Yeosang and Xiaojun made sure their surprise which consisted of a headband and sash that said Y/ns graduation! Plus a banner they had put together with some lovely words your friends and staff had written down about you, ranging from words like how they will miss you to admiration about your work ethic or your kindness and much more.

Yeosang had even drawn a lil hehetmon holding a lil graduation flower to you and Xiaojun had managed to get Bellas paw print onto the poster as well.

"Do you have the flowers for the farewell speech?" Xiaojun questioned as he took everything to the place near the stage so they could quickly get it all at the end of the performance.

"Yeah, I got the cake as well. It's hidden well, we can try and sneak off and get it when Y/n is holding their speech." Yeosang replied glancing backwards to make sure you wouldn't come back inside and hear about their plans.

"Should I bring some tissues as well? In case they cry?" Xiaojun asks curiously thinking that you might appreciate some tissues in case the waterworks starts flowing when you're holding your very last speech as an mc. He's totally not asking because he knows his own tears might start falling down if he sees you cry, no not at all.

Yeosang gives him a quick nod when he hears you returning and Xiaojun rushes to hide the tissues near the flowers before coming back to you two.

"Ready to perform like we were a 90s boyband?" You ask with a smile feeling the familiar feeling of adrenaline and nerves settling into your bones and body.

"Let's have fun up there okay?" Yeosang says while his hand slides into yours and gives it a gentle but supportive squeeze.

"Have you thought of what to do for your ending fairy?" Your other friend asks and you nod, thinking back on how he had suggested you do the heart signs on your cheeks thinking that would be a good way to end todays stage.

"Can you three please come up on stage and get into position? We're about to start?" A staff said waving his hand so you three would hurry up.

Walking up on stage and into position made all the fans scream in anticipation of seeing what you had prepared. Right before the music started you gave a lil wave to the audience causing another stream of shouts and squeals.

When the familiar starting beat of Larger Than Life came on you and the boys started to dance and perform like you had practice.

The performance flew by quickly, the adrenaline from being on stage and from having fun with your friends made it go back so quickly. You didn't even realize as you finished your pose for your ending fairy that both Yeosang and Xiaojun had quickly run away from your sides with bright giggly smiles only shown to the audience.

You were so focused until Yeosang suddenly came into your view with a smile making you give him a surprised look, a little "eh?" escaped your mouth as he puts on a little headband with the lettering he had prepared.

"There!" He smiles and you can hear a little hehet escaping him as he giggles before stepping aside as Xiaojun comes up with a big sash and putting it on you.

"Ta-daaaaa!" Both of them hold up their little sign and Xiaojun is beaming while Yeosang looks a bit shy doing this infront of everyone in the audience.

"What?!" You exclaim in shock not fully processing what they've just done.

You stand back, mouth agape as you take in the words on the sign.

/Thank you for everything our sunshine./ /The very best at always cheering us up and seeing it from the bright side./ /Loveliest of friends./ /I'll miss you./ /Best mc bestie./

And so much more was written that it honestly brought you to tears and all you could do was run into their arms and hug them both tightly. Screw what others would think, if it would spark dating rumors or not.

You needed to hug your friends in that moment and you had never been happier when you felt them both return the hug just as tight. You could feel someone kissing the top of your head and the fans present screamed louder at the cute display between the three of you.

It took a lot of coaxing from the staff to get you three to eventually let go of each other to head back so you could change and then head out for the finale where you'd announce this weeks winner of The Show.

Yeosang made sure you had your little headband and sash on before smiling brightly again.

"There fits you perfectly." He murmurs after finally adjusting it all and his hand quickly finds his phone when he sees that Xiaojun is taking pictures of you, wanting to do the same.

"Smile Y/n!!"

"Yeah give us a pose!"

It makes you laugh at their seriousness and you can't help but pose while still fighting those tears back. It gets even harder to not cry when Xiaojun lines the three of you up so he can take some cute selfies making sure you do some goofy ones as well.

"Could you three please head up on stage? It's time for the ending of today's show." A staff member told you.

"Of course, we'll be up in a minute." You told them with an appreciative smile.

"Let's do this one last time together?" You ask looking at them both, both are smiling and you can't help but feel like you're home, right where you are supposed to be and soon it will all be ripped away from you and that hurts.

A lot.

The ending honestly flew past, greeting everyone as you made it up on stage at the front with your cue cards and hand mic, standing in the middle of Xiaojun and Yeosang, bickering and having fun during and after announcing the winners and such. The bright lights where blinding and suddenly you got your cue that it was time to wrap it up and for you to say goodbye to what had been your favorite idol gig for the past four months.

"I don't even know where to start." You said into your mic after Yeosang had asked if you wanted to share some last words.

He looked at you with such kind eyes, both of them did. Giving you encouraging nods to speak from your heart.

"I will miss this so incredibly much. I want to say thank you to all the staff here at The Show who have been so incredibly kind to me, who have made every day I've been here an absolute delight." You could feel the tears building up again, your voice starting to get full of emotion as you were speaking. "Yeosang, Xiaojun." The first tear fell when you looked at your two friends and Yeosang was blinking so much you'd think he had gotten something in his eye while Xiaojun was quick to give you a tissue while fighting back his own tears.

"Thank you for everything. Your friendship has meant more to me than you can imagine. I've loved every single minute I've spent with you two here, mc-ing with you have been the highlights of my days and I will miss you both so much now that I have to leave. I will miss you two so much." Was the last thing you managed to say before you saw them both tell you to wait, rushing off stage in a hurry as if they had forgotten something only to come back with a bouquet of roses and a little cake.

You were sure there would be pictures of you ugly crying all over the internet tomorrow but at this moment you couldn't care. You let the tears fall and the sobs to be heard as your two friends stood there with flowers and a cake for you.

"We will miss you too Y/n. We will miss our sunshine who never fails to look at the bright side of things." Xiaojun started.

"And we will miss the way you always bring a smile to everyone's faces no matter how down someone might have been." Yeosang finished.

"We love you!"

"I love you too!" You responded as the director showed they had cut the cameras after that.

You, Yeosang and Xiaojun took no notice being in your own little world of emotions and hugs, tears and laughter.

The night eventually ended with you three going out to eat at a restaurant. Determined to end the day with happiness instead of tears of sadness.

For you, your heart was warm with all the love you had been showered with throughout the day and despite it leaving a bittersweet feeling in your chest perhaps it would still end up okay.

Especially with both of your friends just a call away.

[kpopsexstories]

hi can i request xiapjun wayv rpugh sec with breeding kink?

And, even though this one actually takes place in a hotel room, it's also a response to: "Xiaojun smut when he doing it on a backstage or maybe in practice room?"

One-shot #19: Backstage Sex with WayV Xiaojun

This is the 19th story of my broader Mixed One-shots series.

Celebrity: WayV Xiaojun x Female Reader

Sex Content: Girl shouts "impregnate me Xiaojun" when he's on stage, Standing, Missionary, Dirty talk, A little rough.

Type of Sex: WILD

Word Count: 3.8k

When WayV is on tour there's a running joke between the members: that one of them will end up getting a fan pregnant. Ten was the one who said it first, when Winwin had unprotected sex with a girl he only just met. This was before he left the group, of course, but the joke – and the promiscuity and sexual habits of the boys – have lived on ever since.

Xiaojun, however, was not one to take the joke seriously. Actually none of them really did. Winwin's bare dick in the pussy of a random fan who happened to be in the right place at the right time was nothing short of a mistake. Since that day, condoms were a staple in their mental packing lists, and those who wore the same size frequently borrowed from one another.

A very much related recurring joke was that they collectively contributed negatively to global warming. Their reasoning was the excessive consumption of rubber, which – they joked – was so far above the average that surely it must be measurable. Yangyang was the one who came up with that one.

Fame certainly came with perks, but jokes aside the boys didn't actually have an excessive amount of sex. It happened, even with fans, and they did all pack and use condoms. But to some extent this was also just friendly banter between a group of horny young men. Getting laid wasn't as easy as one might think when you were famous, nor were they as reckless as their jokes made them out to be.

Bringing a stranger – especially someone who was also a fan – back to the hotel room was always risky. Xiaojun had done it twice. The first time was with a girl he met at a party after a show. The second was with girl who stopped him in the street. She had asked for a photo and he left with her number. A million girls – and guys – would kill for the opportunity.

This story, however, is about the third time. The time when Xiaojun met you, and when your kink became part of the joke and led to an accidental pregnancy. The time when Xiaojun fucked you so good you forgot all about who he was, and when he actually did do something reckless by indulging you in your sexual fantasies.

There was nothing stupid about your body in his arms, but his condomless dick inside you was. Had the others ever found out about it Xiaojun would have dethroned Winwin. From his perspective it's good that they never did.

Your initial contact with one another came when Xiaojun was on stage and walked in the direction of your section. You weren't right next to him, but you were close enough for him to hear you if you shouted extremely loud.

You're not sure quite what came over you that night. Maybe it was the ecstasy of the show and the pure joy you felt. Maybe it was the naive idea of getting personal attention from your idol. Or maybe it was Xiaojun's hot figure that became too much for you to control yourself. Whatever it was, you're glad that you did what you did.

When Xiaojun came closer and looked in your general direction, you yelled from top of your lungs: “IMPREGNATE ME XIAOJUN!”

Xiaojun's eyes widened as he glanced out across the audience. He smiled wide and laughed when he spotted you and you shouted again: “XIAOJUN, I WANNA HAVE YOUR BABIES!”

And guess what? Your adrenaline-induced antics actually worked. Xiaojun seemed to find it funny. And several times for the rest of the night you could swear he was looking at you with a playful lust and desire in his eyes.

Let me tell you a secret: He was undressing you in his mind just as much as you were undressing him.

But then the show ended, and you parted ways. Your interaction with one another could and normally would have ended there. Except in this case it didn't. Because once you returned to your hotel – where you shared a room with a group of friends – there was a sudden commotion in the lobby.

I mean, come on… Call it fate, call it incredible good luck, call it whatever you want. Personally I would say that you're crazy.

The reason you ended up in Xiaojun's bed that night is quite clear to me: You stood out from the crowd by asking him to impregnate you, in front of an arena packed with people, and he was horny enough to be intrigued by it. In fact he loved it. He would have fucked you right then and there – on the stage while the world watched– if only it wouldn't have had terrible consequences.

Instead, he had to settle for his bed. And I'm quite sure neither of you were sad about that. Because damn, you're a filthy one and so is Xiaojun. There's no way you could have done what you did with each other backstage.

I'll spare you the boring details. Instead, I'll tell you what you want to hear: how magnificent Xiaojun was, and how exciting and hot the sex you had would prove to be.

If you could see me right now I'm rolling my eyes at you, but lovingly. Truth be told I'm probably a little jealous. Incredible luck indeed.

Anyway, let me describe your time with Xiaojun in detail. Are you sure you're ready for this?

Sex starts here…

It's late at night and you're in Xiaojun's hotel room after an amazing show. Xiaojun pulls you closer from behind and rips your pants down. You bend forward and grab hold of a table for balance. When you feel his hands exploring your ass and hips with a strong passion, you straighten yourself and lean back into his arms.

“Mm, fuck Xiaojun, impregnate me,” you moan for his pleasure.

I swear, I wish this was all a joke.

His hands glide into your shirt. His fingers reach your boobs while his arms hold you tight from behind. You press your shoulder blades into his bare chest and feel him breathing warm air down your neck.

“Mm, Xiaojun,” you moan and squirm. “Mm, fuck you make me wet.”

Xiaojun is turned on by your words. You can tell it from the way he squeezes and holds you. He doesn't really move, yet the sexual desire is unmistakable in the way his body's tensing.

You recall his lustful looks from the stage. His noises confirm what you already know. “Mm, fuck you're hot,” he says and presses his dick against your cheeks.

“Mm, Xiaojun, I wanna feel your cock inside me,” you whisper in the dark.

“Oh yeah, you will baby. You want me to make you pregnant, huh?”

Your eyes shoot open. “Yes baby, I do. Ohhh, yes!”

He buries his nose in your hair. “You want me to fuck you so good my cum is dripping out of your pussy?”

Fuck! “Yes! Oh, yes! I want your cum in me.”

My God, you make me pregnant just telling you about all this.

Xiaojun suddenly pulls away and turns you around with a violent twist. He grabs your shoulders and holds you firmly, and looks deep into your eyes.

“I don't know you,” he says, ”but I'm sure you'd be a great mom. I'll cum inside you if you want me to. We'll make beautiful babies together.”

“Yes, please, I beg you,” you whimper, weakened by his strong grip and deep, dark eyes. “Please, fuck me!”

Neither of you can hold back any longer. You raise your arms and Xiaojun rapidly pulls your shirt over your head. You make out, hard and passionately, naked and horny. You moan, groan and grind against each other, rubbing your bodies together like you've been desperate for this moment for years.

In truth, you probably have. But Xiaojun didn't even know about your existence until just a few hours ago.

It's hard to know what's going on in Xiaojun's head at this moment. He heard your plea from the stage and it did amazing things to him. You've only just met, yet it feels like he's actually serious about knocking you up. Maybe he knows you'll probably never see each other again, and the risk of making you pregnant is turning him on.

All I know for sure is that, in the moment you're standing there naked together, it turns you on. Just the thought of it arouses you and makes you drip.

*****

You're completely nude with Xiaojun, in his hotel room after his show during which you loudly and recklessly asked him to impregnate you. You're wrapped tight in each other's arms, lips smacking passionately together. You're insane just for being here, and so is he for indulging you in your fantasy. Insane, horny and reckless. Damn, I'm so jealous right now!

Xiaojun grabs your thighs and lifts you up, suddenly raising you onto the table against which you're making out. You spread your legs for him, inviting his sperm to come in. You glance down to see his cock which throbs and points straight out between his strong legs.

You close your eyes and moan when it slips inside your wet pussy. The organ stretches your folds, lubricated by your bodily fluids. You can already feel your maternal instincts jump leaps ahead of reality.

“Mm,” Xiaojun moans. He feels your side boob and pulls you closer with a hand on your lower back. You quickly devour the entirety of his shaft.

“Fuck, don't stop,” you say. It feel hard and hot for the both of you.

“Mm, yeah,” he repeats, while you run your hand down his chest and abs. “Let's make a baby, baby. You want to, right?”

It's what you've been asking for. It's something you've wanted for quite some time, desperately. You never imagined it to be with him specifically of course, but here you are. The desire has turned into a real kink, and consequences be damned, there's nothing you want more in this moment than for Xiaojun to plant his seeds inside you.

His rock hard cock in your tight vagina is just the beginning. You want his bodily fluids to fill you and fertilize you. “Yeah, oh yes, fuck Xiaojun you feel good! Yes, please, pump me full!”

Xiaojun is about to do just that. The words really do turn him on too. He quickly begins to thrust, fast and violently, while he pushes and pulls your ass and clit onto his cock, making you slide back and forth on the table.

You kiss, long and hard. His arms keep flexing and his face quickly begins to twist. You feel him tensing, enjoy the hard muscles in your hands, just as much as his magnificent boner in your hole. The way his waist and hips move when he fucks you good on the table, just the way he promised, feels amazing.

Your hand slides down his side. You raise your legs and rub his thighs with your feet. You pull him just as hard as he is pulling you, your pussy wetter and his shaft throbbing harder than ever.

“Let's make a baby,” you whisper and moan.

“Mm, yeah, I can't wait to meet him,” he says.

“Him?” you ask and give the man a side eye.

That's the last time you joke about this. The rest of this story is no joke at all.

You feel Xiaojun's flat but toned ass cheeks. They're nice, his muscles working tirelessly, and the crack between them feels so good. Distinct, toned, and incredibly sexy and erotic.

He's building up a sweat. You push your arm into his armpit and hold him tight around the back and shoulder. He feels strong. Eager, ready to be your baby daddy.

You drag your hand across his chest, his heart and pecs pumping just as strongly as his cock soon will.

You reach in between your legs, feel the root of the shaft going in and out of your vagina, as it rubs your clit in just the right spot. Your fingers become just as wet as your pussy already is.

And finally you feel his abs, wet and slippery, and his preliminary discharge as you wipe your fingers on his hot body.

“Mm, fuuuck!” Xiaojun suddenly howls. His face is a crumpled mess by now.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” you repeat audibly, each time he slams his dick quick and hard into your hole.

“Shit, you'll be pregnant soon!”

“Yes! Xiaojun! Fill me up.”

The table bangs against the wall.

“I'm gonna put lots of babies in you.”

“Yes, please, put your load in me.”

You lean slightly back, his body pushing into and towering over you.

“Y-you'll be a great… Baby… Mama!”

“Yeeees, ahhh, Xiaojuuuun!”

Xiaojun suddenly thrusts so hard a glass falls off the tabletop. It crashes onto the floor and breaks into a million pieces, a literal metaphor of your life from this day on.

But this isn't it. He won't impregnate you in this moment. Because let's be honest here… the idea of getting pregnant is your kink, not his, and it's not all you want from the man.

Just as you feel him about to discharge you push him away. Xiaojun gets the message and pulls out. He grabs your body and pulls you with him. You make out with such lust and passion it's a wonder you haven't both come already.

He takes you to his bed, where he abruptly throws you onto the mattress. You bounce up and down when you land, naked and horny, while he climbs on top of you.

“Mm, Xiaojun, let me feel your hard dick.”

“Yeah, baby, I can't wait to come inside you.”

“You're serious, right?” you ask and look at him while he pushes his dick back inside you, and you close your eyes and moan. “You wanna be my baby’s daddy, right?”

Xiaojun suddenly stops thrusting his cock into you and looks you in the eye. He holds you with an arm behind your back, pulling your chest and stomach onto his while tilting his head back.

“Yeah,” he says slowly and smiles faintly. “I wanna father our children. May I, please?”

You burst out in an enormous smile. “Yes,” you whisper. “I want a baby, and I want you to be the father.”

“You weren't kidding when you yelled at me on stage?”

Whatever you were thinking back then, you and I both know that you weren't actually serious. But you weren't kidding either. What you thought and felt in that moment was more than just a kink or a funny joke. It's your sexual fantasy, and there are no words to explain the phenomena you experience between you.

“No, I wasn't,” you say with a serious expression. “I want you to fuck me without a condom.”

“Really?” Xiaojun asks, as if he still quite can't believe it. His body abruptly jolts as if what you just said turns him on immensely.

“Yeah. I want your sperm, your seeds, your love.”

Xiaojun finds your words poetic and snickers. He smiles wide and starts to thrust again, rolling his hips slowly while gently shoving his hard dick into your pussy.

He kisses your neck and his hands are all over your sides. He spreads his knees slightly to push the dick deeper with each thrust. You caress his back and ass, faster and more lustfully, and he soon starts to grimace and groan again.

You close your eyes and enjoy the sensation of his shaft stretching you wide, and the feeling of his warm and tensing body wrapped in your arms. He gives you another kiss on the lips, before he buries his head by your side and keeps it still.

He pants lovingly onto your neck while his ass moves up and down. You feel his body reaching a climax, as he breaks into a gentle sweat and saliva drips onto your skin.

Then he finally gets there. Well, not finally, because you could honestly have kept going forever. It was never about the baby.

Xiaojun suddenly gasps. He jolts and jerks and heaves and thrusts as his sperm releases deep inside your pussy. He ejaculates in you with a love and passion that surely can't fail in producing a child. The way he comes inside you there's simply no way his seeds won't take root.

It's not about how fast they swim. It's about how compatible your body is with his. And man, when you feel his dick throb as his balls fill the shaft with cum, shoot it out from the head, fill your pussy and the sperm races to your eggs – you swear you can feel him impregnate you, just the way you asked him to.

Fuck, baby or not, this is the greatest feeling in the world.

Xiaojun's warm, hot, naked body in your arms is incredible. His muscles and warmth feel so good. His dick throbbing and ejaculating feels strong and powerful. And to him, your soft, horny body underneath him is worlds better than he ever imagined having sex with you would feel like, when he spotted you from the stage and undressed you with his eyes.

“FUUUCK, XIOAJUN!” you scream when he fills your womb.

He jolts again, jamming his cock hard and deep. “Ahhh, fuck you're a hot mama!”

You pull yourself onto his shaft with an arm around his neck and a leg wrapped around his, your whole body jerking into his arms. “AHHH, YEEES!”

He jolts a third time, slower but still hard. “Shiiit, I hope they stick,” he exclaims and chuckles when he empties himself fully inside you.

Your body slows down too, your ass sinking into the bed. “Fuck me, you come so good!”

Xiaojun suddenly smiles wide, looking into your eyes again. But he's too weak to speak. You both pant heavily.

“If that didn't make me pregnant nothing will,” you say and giggle, while trying hard to catch your breath.

“I hope I did,” Xiaojun smirks. He's actually not lying.

You lower your legs around him and feel his open arms descending onto you. He holds you close but softly, his hard dick still throbbing inside you as the last drops of cum trickles out.

Fun fact: You weren't actually going to get pregnant until this point. That last trickle of sperm includes the one that will eventually succeed.

Xiaojun lets his forehead weight heavy on your shoulder. He's heaving for air, his warm breath engulfing your breasts. You caress the back of his head as the dick softens.

“Wouldn't that hurt your career though?” you ask, suddenly sounding serious.

“Yeah,” Xiaojun says. “But I wouldn't mind.”

He lifts his head and looks at you, then adds: “I wanna be a father. And I'm serious when I say I think you'd be a great mother.”

I mean, come on, how would the man know? But what is true is that he believes it. You might have just met, but he's felt a connection to you since he first lay his eyes on you. And you've felt it too, years before he even knew you existed.

You chuckle and hold him lovingly. “I'm sure you'd be a great one. Maybe one day.”

“Maybe I already am,” Xiaojun says with a smug grin.

“Maybe you are,” you say softly, not sure if he's talking about this very moment or if he means that he's had a lot of lovers and unprotected sex in the past. Regardless, you don't actually believe in that your sex with him will get you pregnant. “We sure did our best.”

“Yeah, we did,” Xiaojun says and laughs.

He's slowly regaining his strength. You lay in silence for several minutes, his heavy body on top of you and his dick slack inside you.

“Will I see you again at the next show?” you eventually ask, breaking the sweet and tender moment between you.

Xiaojun suddenly looks exceptionally happy. “Why, you coming?”

“Ehm, yeah! If every show is as good as this one, sure I am.”

“The yes,” he says and hugs you tight. “I'd love that.”

You stroke his back and kiss him on the lips. “I'm sure you'll be a great daddy some day.”

“I'm sure you'll be a great mom.” He gives you a wink, then slowly pulls out of you.

He abruptly rolls on his side, then laughs again and says in a mocking tone: ”Impregnate me Xiaojun!”

You chuckle and playfully punch his shoulder. You roll onto his chest and caress him gently, but his words actually make your ovaries go wild. “Well, if it didn't work this time, we can always try again.”

“Don't worry,” Xiaojun says. ”It doesn't matter if you're already carrying my child. We will try again for sure, if you want to.”

*****

You probably have a burning question on your mind right now: Did I ever have sex with Xiaojun again? No, you did not. Sorry ti disappoint, but this was the one and only time. Once you left his hotel room you never saw the man again, at least not in the flesh.

I mean, how could you? How could you tell the poor man that he's a father?

Oh, that's right. You don't even remember that any of this even happened. That's a curious situation, I'll admit.

But there is a simple answer to your precarious situation: It might not be Xiaojun who fathered your beloved child.

It might be Winwin, or Yangyang, or even Ten whose dick erupted inside you only days after Xiaojun's. Perhaps that's why you're in such doubt and denial about all of this.

If only the others had ever learned about any of it. Winwin would have been dethroned for sure, or at least the others would be called his equal. I still can't believe I have to remind you that this ever happened. How can you not remember?

Oh, wait… Now I get it. You do remember, don't you? You just wanted to hear it all again, to make you feel better.

And regarding the question who really is the father… I guess time will tell. For now, you just have to live with the fact that each of the boys you fucked were reckless, and that you were too.

I'm serious and honest when I say that I wish you all the best. It's just too bad Xiaojun will never know that he's a dad. Your kink had some serious consequences indeed, but in reality to no one but yourself.

And now that you've met her you wouldn't want to have it any other way. Whether you understand it or not, Xiaojun is the best thing that ever happened to you. If you were to see him on stage again, I'd strongly advice you to shout the same thing: “IMPREGNATE ME XIAOJUN!”

Because you never know what delightful time it might lead to ❤️🥰👼 Your daughter might want a sibling.

[daydreamingyuta]

NCT as Husbands Series: Xioajun

summary: fluff, drabble, husband!xiaojun wc: 460 nct as husbands masterlist

Xiaojun as a husband would be so sweet 🥹 I think that he would adore the little things in your marriage together. like sitting together while you drink your morning coffee, cuddling on the couch as you watch a movie, and cooking dinner together after work!

A trait of his that you find adorable is that he over explains himself a lot. Like even if it’s something simple like him deciding to pick up some ice cream from the store, he’ll go into a long spiel about what made him think about getting ice cream, why he had to get this specific ice cream, and why he thought it would be perfect for tonight. The whole time you just smile up at him and listen to his every word.

Another trait of his that you love is that he loves to help you relax and unwind when you're feeling stressed out. because all he wants is to see his precious wife happy and stress-free!

You're sitting at the kitchen table with Xiaojun in silence, the only noise being the sound of your utensils hitting the ceramic plates. You're both tired after work and don't really have the energy to converse. You were almost done with your meal, when you notice Xiaojun place his utensils down and scoot his chair out from the table. "Baby, we can't do this." He says looking at you with tired eyes. You tilt your head in response, confused as to what he means. "It's still daylight outside, but we're too tired to do anything again today." He stands up and goes to the pantry where he grabs a pack of bread. "We're going to the park to feed the ducks." Doing something out of your normal routine sounded great, even if you were yawning the whole time, so you got up, excited to join him in going to the park. On the way there, a thought had occurred to you about something you read online a while ago. You got out your phone to ask google a quick question and sure enough, your thought was correct. Feeding ducks bread can actually be harmful to them, so of course feeding them was out of the question. Instead you both sat out by the pond and watched the ducks float around, which was just as nice. The afternoon air way breezy which made the trees above sway gently. Xiaojun must have decided to bread looked tasty because he started eating it himself. "It's a shame you can't have any of this because it's delicious." He says to the little duckling waddling past which makes you laugh. "I'm really glad we came out here, I'm honestly not even that tired anymore." You say, giving your husband a sweet kiss on the cheek. "Actually, I'm not either. We need to do this more often." He says, putting his arm around you as you both enjoy each other's comfortable company.

[kpopflowerfield]

NITROUS | xdj

ღ pairing: xiaojun x fem!reader

ღ word count: 1.8k

ღ genre: fluff, angst

ღ warnings: pet names (babe, baby, love), slight mentions of infidelity but it doesn’t get followed through

ღ rating: pg-13, still mdni

ღ networks: @k-vanity @k-library

ღ summary: xiaojun is head over heels in love with you. You bring out the best in him compared to his friends and every other thing in his life until he meets someone else, making him paranoid as they also makes him feel the same way and your feelings become cold towards him.

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“God, finding someone these days is so difficult,” Yangyang huffed. "Everyone isn’t entertaining enough to talk to, or they expect lavish gifts after the first meeting,” Hendery backpacked off of what Yangyang said. Kun and Sicheng hummed in agreement. “It must be nice having someone!” Ten looked at Xiaojun, and the other boys' eyes followed as they all stared at him.

Xiaojun couldn’t help but laugh. “Maybe you shouldn’t complain. Just talk to someone,” he teased and stretched his arms out. "I feel bad for you, fellas. Having a partner is the best thing ever. Having someone to go home to and spoil, nothing could ever top it,” he sighed happily.

“Way to stay nonchalant about it,” Kun huffed as Xiaojun couldn’t help but laugh. Xiaojun checked the time and sighed. “Well, I’m gonna head home now,” He smiled, taking out his wallet and putting some cash on the table. “That should cover my part,” He stood up and said his goodbyes before taking off to your home that you shared.

“I’m home!” he announced as he walked through the doors and smiled when he saw you on the couch. He jumped to the spot next to you and smiled. “God, I love you,” he kissed you as you giggled at him. “You’re excited to see me,” you kissed him back as he smiled against your lips.

“I just love you, and I’m so lucky to have you,” he sighed happily as he pulled away. "Let’s go to bed; it’s late,” he stood up, putting his hand out for yours. You took it and smiled at him, walking to the bedroom with him as he laid you down and cuddled up next to you. “I love you, Xiaojun,” you smiled at him as he smiled back.

You were really helplessly in love with each other. His embrace was all that you wanted to come home to. When he went out with friends, you were always excited for him to come home and be excited to see you. Each kiss was always soft and loving. Xiaojun felt the same way. You made him a better person. He feels as if his heart beats for you.

When Xiaojun went out with friends, all he could do was brag about you and how much you meant to him, about the gifts that he was buying you, and where he was taking you for a special date. That’s why you worked. You always felt the same for each other, and if it ever felt like a change happened, you would talk to one another, never shutting the other out.

Xiaojun looked over at you, curled up on the couch. “Hey baby, I’m going to go out with the guys tonight.” He stood up and gave you a quick kiss as you smiled at him. “Have fun, love.” You smiled at him as he left, heading to Yangyang’s place.

He opened the door to see everyone else waiting for him. “Where are we going tonight?” Sicheng spoke up. There’s a new place that opened a few blocks away.” Ten looked over, studying faces to see what they thought of the idea. "Sure,” Xiaojun shrugged, not caring where they went. "I think being nearby is the best, and then we could walk home.” Kun looked at them; he always thought about the future for everyone.

They walked over as a group and opened the door, quickly finding a spot at the bar that gave them enough room to sit together. “Wow, Xiaojun, that girl down there is eyeing you,” Ten teased as he shook his head. “Don’t care,” Xiaojun shrugged and ordered himself a drink as they began talking about their day.

Even though Xiaojun preferred his time with you, he enjoyed his weekly hangout with his friends to talk about life. Xiaojun tried to listen to the guys, but he could only feel the stares of the woman from across the bar. Xiaojun watched as the bartender placed a drink in front of him. “I didn’t order this,” he looked at the bartender as she shrugged and pointed to the end of the bar. “She ordered it for you,” He looked her way.

He wouldn’t lie and say she wasn’t attractive, but he still didn’t want to accept the drink. “You can give it to someone else,” he looked back at the bartender as Hendery spoke up. I’ll take it,” he put his hand out as Xiaojun passed it down. “All yours,” he sighed and finished his drink.

He felt a tap on his shoulder and looked at the woman out of the corner of his eye. “I have a girlfriend,” he said. I just wanted to know why you gave your drink to someone else,” she playfully huffed as he turned to look at her. His heart started to skip the same beat as it did for you.

He swallowed harshly as he tried to look away. His brain kept telling him not to entertain any of this random, beautiful woman’s questions, but he couldn’t help it. “I have a girlfriend, and it seemed wrong of me to accept a drink from another woman.” He scratched the back of his neck.

Kun watched him from a distance, keeping his eye out for whatever actions she was trying to pull. He was so worried about the girl that he didn’t even notice the way Xiaojun looked lost in thought as he listened to her. Kun got up from his chair and walked over to pat Xiaojun on the back.

He looked up at the elder as Kun smiled down at him. “I think it’s getting late; we should go,” Kun raised an eyebrow at him, and Xiaojun nodded, realizing what he meant. “Can I get your number?” she asked him quickly, and Xiaojun shook his head. “No, it was nice to speak to you tonight, but I truthfully hope I don’t run into you again,” he walked out with Kun.

“Dude.” Kun stared at him as Xiaojun swallowed. “I kept it friendly, I promise,” He looked panicked as he spoke. “I say forget about it, don’t tell Y/N,” Yangyang spoke up as Kun seemed to agree. “Absolutely, keep this a secret until you die,” Sicheng spoke up. Xiaojun nodded, taking everyone’s advice. “Well, I’m going to go home now,”

They all said night to each other before going their ways. He opened the door carefully. He walked straight to the bedroom as he didn’t see you on the couch. He saw the lamp in the corner turned on, giving the room just enough light for him to see you curled up.

He couldn’t help but smile as he climbed into bed next to you. Placing a gentle kiss on your lips. His mind was focused on you now; he couldn’t even remember that’s girls name, so even though he felt his heartbeat skip to the same rythym as when he saw you, it didn’t matter. You were his, and he didn’t care about her.

He shut his eyes as he turned over in the bed, falling asleep to the sound of you breathing. He tried to stay asleep but couldn’t as he tried to get comfortable. His mind lost on what could’ve caused him to feel a certain way for that girl. She didn't matter to him, he just hated how he couldn't figure out why he felt himself react the way he did. He heard his phone buzz on the nightstand, lighting up the room. He reached over and picked up his phone.

His eyes widened, and he saw that the girl from the bar messaged him from his Instagram. His heart was beating out of his chest as he stared at the message. She was bold to even follow his account, let alone message him. His Instagram was basically a page dedicated to you. Everything he posted had you somewhere in the photo.

He couldn’t help himself though, sending a few messages here and there. He kept it strictly friendly and didn’t want much more to be taken as another way for her to interpret. He tried his best to hide it from you, not knowing what he could say. He felt wrong, but he didn’t think that he was saying anything wrong.

You held your breath with his actions lately. You knew something was up with him, the way he’s been hiding his phone, turning off notifications, and the one that pissed you off the most— his screen lighting up underneath the sheets. You didn’t want to confront him. You didn’t want to believe anything it was true. It wasn't like the simple arguments in the past.

You tried to bite your tongue and play it off as if you didn’t know. Maybe you were overthinking. Xiaojun slowly kept his distance, sensing something was off with you. He didn’t know how to confront it. It wasn’t like before, when you’d tell him, or you both would explain to one another. He was hiding something but didn’t want to admit to it.

The way you were acting made him think you were aware of what he was doing. You must’ve seen him texting her, or maybe you saw that she started following him. He really didn’t know how to tell you, but he hated the way he was being shut out. He loved you so much and didn’t want this to happen between the two of you.

He kept letting the guilt build up until he couldn’t take it. “Y/N?” He looked over at you as you hummed in response. He tossed his phone on the side of you. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. I promise nothing happened other than those messages. I should’ve shut her down, but I didn’t. I kept everything friendly because I liked talking to her, but I didn’t mean anything more than what I said to her.” He rambled as you scrolled through, reading each message.

“This is all that you were hiding?” You raised an eyebrow as he nodded. You nodded to yourself and swallowed. “I’m sorry,” He stared at you; he couldn’t read your reaction, and it was freaking him out. “Listen, Xiaojun.” You started and put his phone down. “I’m only upset that you were hiding this. It made me think it was more than just friendly conversation. I don’t care if you decide to be friends with a woman; I only care that you are hiding this from me. That’s why I’ve been so upset.” You looked at him, almost defeated, as you spoke your mind.

“I just miss coming home to you, being loving, and spending time together. That’s why I had to come clean,” He looked at you, nervous you were about to tell him it was over. “I wouldn’t do that, Xiaojun; I am still upset. I just wish you told me before you started hiding it. That’s it.” You looked up at him, trying your best to sound reassuring. He nodded to himself as he sat next to you. “I love you, Xiaojun,” You looked at him as he smiled softly. “I love you too,”

[jammingjaem]

wayv masterlist ★

kun ! one.

ten ! none at the moment.

winwin ! none at the moment.

xiaojun ! none at the moment.

hendery ! none at the moment.

yangyang ! one.

[sweetiesicheng]

xiaojun - at home date

word count : 546

happy birthday to xiaojun !!

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"this is what we're doing today?" you questioned as you stared inti the living room. xiaojun had set up blankets and pillows everywhere in order to make an "at home date" for today’s weekly date.

"isn't it cute?" xiaojun asked and approached you after dropping a pillow onto the floor.

"it is," you replied and kissed his cheek.

"we can watch a movie, maybe do a lil' something later," he said with a very teasing smile.

"dejun!" you laughed at him and lightly punched his shoulder. "did you order food yet?" you asked him.

"sure did. it'll be here in an hour. the restaurant is pretty busy tonight," he mentioned. both of you sat down on the couch and xiaojun wrapped you up in a blanket.

"we could've made a blanket fort with everything here," you said to him as he started to look for something to watch.

"we can make one later. pretend we're little kids again," xiaojun replied and clicked on a show that you two had been wanting to watch.

"you're still a little kid," you said to him while you two started watching the show together.

while watching the show, your actions and positions changed overtime. it started with you two sitting next to each other. then, you moved so your legs were over xiaojun's lap. he started playing on his phone a bit while keeping up with the show. eventually, you got too hot and threw the blanket onto the recliner a few feet away.

at one point, xiaojun hugged you tight and both of you laid down with him resting his head on your stomach. but just as you were getting comfortable, someone knocked on your front door. the two of you looked at each other before xiaojun reluctantly let go of you to get up.

you sat up while he walked to the front door and opened it in order to receive dinner.

"thanks," you heard him say to the delivery person. the door closed and was locked before he came back into the living room. "ready to eat?" he asked.

your eyes were glued to the tv, watching a plot twist happen. "no way!" you yelled as xiaojun sat down on the couch again.

"someone's invested."

"oh my god, i think he's gonna get killed," you spoke and then the episode ended.

"you gonna eat dinner?"

"i hope the girl saves him. she has to save him," you said as the next episode started.

"looks like i need to feed you."

you felt something warm at your lips and noticed xiaojun trying to feed you dinner.

"oh, was i in my own world?" you asked.

"just a bit," he chuckled. "you get so invested in our shows," he commented while handing you the spoon he was holding.

"how can i not? it's just too addicting to watch," you replied and started eating with him. "oh, this is good. where did you order this from?" you asked him.

"from that place next to the bookstore," xiaojun replied. "me and the guys tried it once," he mentioned and pulled the coffee table closer to you guys. "oh shit, he's dead," he said, noticing the tv screen.

"and i'm the only invested one?" you questioned him.

"shh, let me watch this."

[viasdreams]

┈━ ◇ ━┈

dealing with xiaojun’s overbearing parents

◇ this is part 2, you can read part 1 here !!

a/n: i love men with prominent eyebrows oh ma lawd

fake text m.list ☁︎⋅

[cigsaftersuh]

i love xiaojun n bella but i think i love this story even more than i can put into words ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა i love you the mostest !!

santa's little helper - a xiao dejun mini fic

wc: 563

notes: its still like basically hot out where i live so i write this to cope,, enjoy!!

"babe, c'mere!" your boyfriend calls for you from the living room.

"coming!" you yell back.

you have to use all of your willpower to leave the bed. you had been wrapped in layers and layers of blankets to keep you nice and cozy, your apartment running cold. as you make your way down the hall, you hear the faint sounds of dejun's laughter bouncing off the walls and the click of his phone's camera. you can only imagine what's so amusing to him.

the second you turn the corner you come face to face with a very angry looking bella.

"what did you do to my sweet girl?!" you breathe out in disbelief

bella is all dressed up in an elf costume that dejun got from god knows where, and she clearly hates him for it. he's still trying to get pictures of her, and bella makes a point to look everywhere but into the camera.

"i didn't do anything but make her look festive!" he defends with the hints of a smile still on his face.

"is this really what you made me get out of bed for? i swear jun if she doesn't want to come to bed tonight im blaming it on you."

"cmon, she looks so cute as santa's little helper! look!"

bella looks beyond irritated, her resting-bitch-face rivaling that of the meanest person you can think of. but you have to admit she still looks adorable, seething and all.

"she does not look happy enough to be on good terms with santa." you fight down a smile as you look at your poor, cute dog.

"oh what. ever. just let me get a picture of you two so i can make it my wallpaper." he ushers you over to the couch.

as you sit down, you pick up bella and put her onto your lap, whispering sorrys and i love yous to try and make these last few minutes of torture a little more bearable.

"after this, that thing is getting burned" you tell him, dead serious.

"whatever you want, my love, smile for me real quick though please."

you let dejun take as many pictures as he wants before immediately freeing bella from her elf prison and giving her many treats to mend her misery. she immediately begins to smile again after getting her food, and that's when the zoomies start.

dejun cuddles up to you on the couch as your shared giggles at bella's energy ripple throughout your apartment. her barks harmonize terribly with your laughter, but it's the sound of love, so it sounds beautiful all the same.

eventually bella comes down from her high, and you all decide to end the night cuddled up on the couch together watching christmas movies. bella lays between the two of you, effectively sandwiching herself, while dejun has one hand intertwined with yours, thumb brushing back and forth, as the other pets bella. the hum of the tv makes it's way into the back of your mind as you think about how grateful you are that this is how you get to spend your holidays.

the sound of your boyfriend's voice breaks your train of thought, "what're you thinking about, love?"

"how stupid you are for thinking bella'd be happy about the costume,"

he gasps at your admission oh so dramatically.

"and about how much i love you."

[diaphamin]

secret admirer — lee jeno

in which ncit’s star basketball player lee jeno is your secret admirer

part three

diaphamin: hi. bye.

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[solaris-amethyst]

🪻Bella the Matchmaker🪻

✨Pairing: Xiaojun x gn!reader ✨Prompt: "My dog absolutely adore you, and you absolutely adore my dog. Whenever we see each other you, the two of you play for a good half an hour, at least. That's great and all, but what is your name?" ✨Word count: 1.1k ✨Genre: fluff, non idol au ☀️Authors note: So what did you guys think about this one? I'm rather fond of this one if I'm honest🥰

Every day after work you'd walk to the park with a hot drink in your hand you'd sit down at the same bench every day. And without fail that friendly little beagle would come running from the path you had been walking down rushing towards you with what could only be described as pure unbridled happiness.

It had happened on accident the first time you had met the little beagle, who her owner, who was rather cute, had told you was named Bella.

Bella had ran up to you one afternoon in spring when her ball had rolled up to you and instead of picking it up and running back to her owner, she had sat down and looked at you with eyes seemingly asking when you will throw the ball for her.

You hadn't been able to refuse the little dog at the time and had indulged in her want to play and had thrown the ball far away as she darted after it and then coming almost flying back to you. Her owner had eventually made his way over calling for his dog who ignored him in favor of you giving her some ear rubs.

The man who owned Bella was really cute in your eyes, he had grayish blueish hair, beautiful eyes who were framed with a pair of glasses and a lovely smile that when directed towards you made your heart beat slightly faster.

A small friendship had bloomed between the two of you thanks to Bella and eventually you two had ended up with the habit of meeting up at the park almost every day at the same time so Bella got to see her new favorite person as her owner put it.

Today you didn't have to wait long before Bella came bounding towards you with so much energy and her owner running behind her trying to keep up with her. You let out a little laugh under your breath, he looked out of breath, running like if he had been trying to keep up with her for quite some time.

"Hello my little sweetheart!" You greeted Bella, sliding of the bench to greet the overexcited beagle, Bella greeting you with loads of kisses and tail-wags. You petted her and looked up at her owner laughing at how he was standing hunched over hands on his knees breathing loudly muttering under his breath of how he needed to get into shape if this was gonna happen every day.

"You good?" you asked as you petted his dog, snorting when he looked up at you

"Yeah... I just- I just need to catch my breath... the little devil started running the moment we entered the park fifteen minutes ago." He confessed before plopping down on the ground infront of you.

"Oh wow you must have missed me so much huh Bella? Even though you saw me yesterday." You said to the little beagle who were now sitting in your lap, enjoying your pets.

"You should hear her on the days we cannot meet up and we just walk past the park. She'll stop at the entrance we usually enters and start whining, giving me puppy eyes not understanding why we won't enter and go see you on those days." He smiled giving her a pat as well.

"Oh Bella, I'm sorry we can't see each other every day." You pout giving her head a little kiss.

After some more cuddles the two of you started to play, Bellas favorite thing was chasing the ball. As she was chasing the ball you had thrown her owner turns to you and clears his throat, cheeks slightly rosy.

"So.. umm... Bella absolutely adores you, and you absolutely adore Bella, which makes me really happy! Like whenever we see each other you play with her for a good half an hour, at least. Which is great and all... but I've realized... what's your name? I don't think I ever asked for your name nor did I introduce myself when we met for the first time." He confessed looking a bit shy and a bit awkward.

"Oh... hehe you're right. My name is y/n! It's nice to meet you...?"

"Dejun! But you can call be Xiaojun or Dj Xiao if you'd like."

"Dj Xiao?" You raise your eyebrow at him and he laughs awkwardly

"It's like a nickname you know, Dejun... Dj. Xiao is my last name." He confessed with a smile

"Well I think I like Dejun most if I'm honest. If that's okay with you?"

"That is more than okay!!" He beams "It's nice to meet you y/n or should I rather say it's nice to finally know the name of the beautiful person who I-um no I mean Bella adores." He rambles on clearing his throat. You caught his little slip-up and it was hard fighting against the smile that wanted to widen on your face.

You were just about to respond to him and hint at the fact that you might adore him as well drops of water starts to fall and soon the rain is close to pelting down.

"Oh shit we better get home, I just showered Bella I can't have her get muddy again." Dejun says before he recalls her and gets the ball put into his little bag.

"Wait! Before you go! Could I get your phone number??" you blurted out not wanting him to leave before you got his number

"Wha-you.. you want my number?!" he looked shocked at you as Bella waited for him to put on her leash.

"Yes! I might adore you as well Dejun." At this confession you looked down at your feet suddenly feeling a bit shy. Dejun stands up quickly beaming as he brings out his phone.

"Here put your number in!" you take his phone after quickly handing him your phone as well. The two of you quickly puts in each other's numbers as the rain starts pelting down now. The two of you let out screams of surprise at how hard the rain was pelting down quickly taking each other's phones back.

"Let's set up a meeting tomorrow, at a café perhaps?!" Dejun shouted over the harsh rain.

"That sounds great! We can text more once we both get home and out of this awful weather!!" You shouted back and he nodded as the two of you turned your separate ways running back home.

And despite the fact that you came home absolutely drenched you couldn't be upset because now you not only had the name and number of the cute man you've met for several days in the park thanks to his dog. Now you were also having a date with him on the very next day and things couldn't be better.