#yukhei x y/n

[orecana]

behind those walls.....

Lucas/wong yukhei x feminine male reader

(note: if you don't like feminine male reader or anything in this fic, please click off the fic.)

this was requested by a person i would to like to keep anonymous because the internet is cruel and i don't want that to happen to anyone as well. i'm finally back with another fic at least. i'm a bit too busy nowadays but i made time to write fics for you guys who keep supporting and reading them, which im grateful for btw. i hope you guys enjoy this one too!

lucas opens the door to his house, groaning in frustration as he puts his bag down onto a nearby chair as he sits on a sofa. he sighs before resting and shutting his eyes, attempting to doze off for a while.

"had a rough day? or did your hookups scatter away like the rats they are?"

hearing that annoying yet familiar voice makes him open his eyes again as he sits up straight and looks at them.

y/n was sipping his cup of tea wearing his white pajamas as he tilts his head at lucas as if he's asking for lucas to answer his earlier question.

lucas only groans another time as he was reminded of his failed hookup encounter. the girls all tried to hookup with him. even though he played along with them, they immediately left him when they saw the size they had to deal with, which is making him shake his head.

y/n listens carefully as he sips his cup of tea while leaning against the kitchen counter. lucas and y/n.........have a weird relationship. they met one day in school when lucas was going for a smoking session. y/n just straight up walked up to him and asked for a cigarette. lucas was hesitant at first but when he looked at y/n a bit closer at that time.

he was wearing the shirt of the school uniform but for the bottom part he was wearing a mid length black and red skirt paired with heels. he was still gesturing his hand towards lucas, asking for a cigarette as his other hand is on his vest.

lucas just tossed a cigarette to y/n who lights it up with a lighter hidden under his skirt. he stands near lucas and begins smoking as well.

lucas looks at y/n curiously as to why a person like him would be......... like this. he had almost thought gays would be annoying or stupid but from their encounter earlier, he can safely say that y/n is none of those. the way he carried himself and those enticing lips pressing itself into the cigarette.

"would you stop looking at me like a lovesick fool?"

lucas immediately noticed the sharp tongue the other got, but he didn't back down. throwing away his cigarette into a nearby garbage bin, he walks up to y/n and places his hands on both sides. y/n only looks up at lucas uninterested as he keeps smoking his cigarette. lucas leans in as he looks at y/n in the eyes.

y/n sighs as he takes out his cigarette and throwing it into a bin before he grabs lucas by his shirt, pulls him down and kisses him. they eventually found an empty and secluded classroom where they had sex. eventually this became a normal occurrence, lucas has a pretty high reputation for being the popular boy as well as a playboy who goes through girls like changing clothes. of course, some never work out and whenever that happens they would make out and have sex. no strings attached...............

y/n sighs again as he looks at lucas's face. it looks so hollow and so.....empty. even if it doesn't look like it, lucas and y/n have a close relationship. there are things that only they know about each other or things only they can tell about each other. just like now for instant, y/n knows that there is more to the story than a failed hookup. he knows lucas like the back of his hand, he would never get THIS upset over a failed hookup.

he puts his hand over lucas's chin and drags it to his face. lucas looks a bit surprised as if he didn't expect y/n to do this. y/n might be a girly fag or a disgusting disease or whatever the people call him, but that doesn't stop him from living life as he could.

"what's wrong lucas? even a braindead person could tell that you're not doing well"

lucas doesn't answer as he tries to pry y/n hands off of him with an annoyed face. y/n only sighs as he lets go of lucas's chin and goes to the kitchen so he could wash the cup. lucas follow him from behind, wanting to get something to eat. he looks at y/n calmly washing the cup he just drank from.

although lucas will never admit it out loud, he does find y/n pretty. his pretty face and those fluttery eyelashes and those (your eye color) eyes. lucas feels something rise up in his heart and he knew what it was. He denies it immediately though. he can't be............ he has a reputation to keep, he can't................

y/n places the cup into a cupboard before taking a glance at lucas who is currently mentally scolding himself. he looks away for a bit, feeling a bit of tears staining his eyes before he dries it with his fingers before going up and nudging lucas.

"come on, go to bed. we have school tmr."

lucas was about to protest but sees y/n gives him that "look" making him scared

"I said..............Go TO BED!"

"why are you at my house right now anyways?"

"because i can and i will bitch, now get your ass to bed before i make you."

"make me"

y/n only sighs and pulls out his hairclip before pushing a button on it. the hairclip increases in size a bit before a small needle appears from the clip. lucas felt a sweat drop down his face as y/n stares at him menacingly.

all you can hear in that moment is the sounds of lucas screaming and begging for mercy while y/n is just scolding and roasting the shit out of him.

the next day at school, lucas was going to school on his bike as usual when he looks at his right and saw y/n walking there with his earphones on. he never noticed it before but y/n features were even more prominent right now since he did some make up. his eyes looks even brighter that compliments his school uniform except this time he's wearing an extra long skirt.

lucas felt that feeling in his chest again as he tries to block it out and focus on getting to school. y/n could only notice that familiar bike as he sighs and walks a bit faster to school. a simple 'you fool' was the only thing he muttered as he also focus on getting to school as fast as possible.

lucas felt like he was on drugs or at least that what he felt like... he keeps noticing y/n's features that he didn't before and everytime he does it he felt that thing in his heart which he absolutely despises, he cannot feel like this. they were friends nothing more!

infuriated lucas decided to go to the club again after school, thinking that hooking up with people will lift up his mood, he walked into the club and looked around, searching for potential hookup. a girl approached him and he decided she would be that person as they made out and went into a room. he was ready to fuck the girl but.... he couldn't get erect. no matter how hard he tried and then... he remembered y/n's face. he was immediately erect which didn't sit well with him as he got frustrated again and left the room and the club entirely.

he storms into his house again in frustration as he marches towards his room. he sinks into his bed as he stares to the ceiling. he shouldn't feel like this at all! why changed?! why did he suddenly feel like this?

he groans and just showered, to possibly cooldown. after he was done, he puts on a sleeveless shirt and collapses onto the bed, unknowingly dreaming of y/n being next to him.

the next morning he rode his motor to school again but this time he didn't see y/n on the road, which was weird in his opinion. they leave home at almost the same time so lucas would have definitely noticed him. he has this itching feeling that something is gonna happen so he hurries to school.

the moment he parked his motor, he heard someone scream and the sound of an impact. quickly he rushed to the area and he saw y/n being knocked into a wall by a bunch of bullies. he was about to rush in but then y/n looked at his direction and secretly signals lucas to stay there before y/n kicks the bullies in the stomach one by one. the bullies fall to the ground, groaning in pain as y/n stomps the ground with his heels that made the ground below it breaks. the bullies were scared and ran.

lucas wanted to run up to y/n but y/n only looked his way one more time before he goes back into school, leaving lucas there to stare at him with a hurt heart.

after school ends, lucas was getting on his bike to go home today, before he heard a familiar voice.

"i haven't seen you go straight home after school in a while, lucas"

he turns back to see y/n standing there with his school uniform and heels. he looks at lucas with a look that lucas can't decipher. lucas felt that pang in his heart again..... it had became too much at this point. he tried to invite y/n to sit on the motor with him, but y/n was no where to be seen. he looked everywhere around him, but gave up after not seeing him at all and drove home, unaware of the pair of eyes that were watching him from behind the gardens.

2 months has past, lucas tried to date girls as he used to, but the lingering feeling of y/n always make him unable to continue dating those girls. he also slowly found himself accepting the deep feeling inside of him. y/n was the only person who knew the "real" him, who stayed and took care of him. lucas smile unconsciously as he leaves class again for the day and looks at his phone. his eyes widen at the date.

it's y/n's birthday today.

he actually got excited, for the first time in his life, he has something to look forward to. he drove his motor to go to the mall to get something for y/n, unaware of the approaching car because of his excitement.

y/n just got out of school after his dance classes ended when he heard a murmuring among the students. curious, he listened and he wished that he wouldn't have had to hear that.

"did you hear? lucas is in the hospital!!"

"he got into a traffic accident while going somewhere."

y/n skin crawled immediately after he heard that. he immediately dashed out of school before using his phone to both call the nearest taxi and to track down lucas's location. y/n was kinda protective of lucas even if he doesn't know it himself, he secretly placed a tracker on the earrings he bought for lucas on his birthday, one that lucas will always wear no matter what.

y/n rides the taxi as he looks at the tracking device on his phone and tells the driver the location of the hospital. he was sweating buckets, he cared for lucas very much, even if he never showed it.

"you fucking idiot!"

y/n finally arrives at the hospital as he hands over the amount of money the driver needed before running into the hospital. arriving in front of the desk, he asked for lucas's room number which the nurse provided as he rushed there immediately.

he pushes the door open and sees lucas on the bed. the monitor showing his heartbeat at a stable condition. sighing in relief, y/n sits down on one of the chair in the room as he watches lucas sleeping form.

call him terrible for thinking this, but he thinks that lucas getting into this accident was good for him maybe. lucas has been grumpy nowadays, it's good now that lucas is sleeping peacefully.

y/n holds lucas's hand as he continue to stare at lucas. y/n would never admit it out loud, but he is kinda proud to have taken care and fell for lucas. he was the only one who saw him for who he was.

lucas squirm as he felt pain all over his body and slowly open his eyes. he opens them as he takes in the white ceiling and the surroundings.

"finally awake?"

hearing that familiar voice, lucas looks at his left and saw y/n sitting on the chair, holding his hand. lucas couldn't help but smile seeing y/n.

"hey...."

y/n suddenly stands near his bed as lucas prepares for whatever is coming and closes his eyes, but he felt arms wrapping around him and a quiet sob. quickly, he wraps his arms around y/n as well as they just stay in that position for a good amount of time.

"visiting times are over!"

y/n sighs as he releases from lucas and looks at him in the eyes before giving lucas a quick peck on the lips before grabbing his bag and going to the door. lucas who was stunned by the sudden kiss, immediately shouts for y/n to stop.

"what are we now? that peck....wasn't like any of our previous ones"

y/n turns around and look at lucas dumbstruck face and only gives a smile. "whatever you want it to be" before going out of the door, leaving a dumbstruck lucas who can't stop smiling after hearing that.

(i know the ending kinda sucks but i think.......this suits their relationship. what comes after? .....you guys can fill in the blanks with what you want.)

[star-suh]

Threesome with Shinee Minho and Lucas?

Ménage à Trois

choi minho & wong yukhei x male reader

cw: threesome, top minho, verse lucas but only at the end, bottom m! reader, pwp, idol au, tummy bulge, degrading, they're fuck buddies, fingering, blowjob, double penetration, slapping.

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it was during the end of the year awards where minho, lucas and y/n met, they became good friends until one day the three of them went out to drink until they passed out, only to realize the next day that they had sex 'cause the marks, used condoms and y/n's gaping hole. that was the start of their fuck buddies relationship.

"you take me so well" said minho kissing and bitting y/n's adam's apple while lucas was leaving butterfly kisses on y/n's back. "yeah" murmured lucas "he's the slutiest slut i've ever fucked, look how he takes it all".

"fuck" grunted minho "i know you love my cock but don't squeeze so hard". "shit" moaned y/n "what can i do… you're so fucking big and thick". both minho and y/n started to moan loudly when lucas started to suck and licked minho's cock while entering y/n's hole, tasting both at the same time. "what the fuck are you doing lucas" growled minho, lucas laughed and made eye contact with the older man "free lub" he says going back to lick them both.

minho pulled his cock out of y/n's gaping hole to avoid cumming soon, and started to finger him emitting wet and squelching noises "hey take care of this here" minho told to the other idol who went quickly behind y/n and without thinking started to fuck him rough like he was a sex deprived teenager "what the f-fuck has gotten in…to you~ luc-...hng" whimpered y/n feeling lucas cock deep inside him, tears streaming down his face.

minho wiped the tears with his cock's head "shush, don't cry pretty boy. here, suck this" he says slapping his thick meat on y/n's lips, he opened his mouth and choked on the older's cock loving the salty taste of the pre-cum.

"come here" minho lifted y/n, his back against minho's firm chest and abs "fuck him like that" he told to lucas who just nodded and resumed what he was doing before. "you like how he pounds you?" minho bit and kissed y/n's jaw "yes, i do. but i also like how you stretch me. i-i feel… like i could live… with your cock inside m-me forever~" both kissed and lucas started to suck y/n's nipples, the bottom was starting to feel overstimulated so he decided to stop both of them "wait" he said "i want to feel you both inside at the same time. please" he begged. "as you wish manwhore" said lucas excited.

minho layed on the bed and y/n sat on top of him, sunking in his dick, lucas slapped your already stuffed hole inserting his fingers too "such a greedy dirty hole" he then slapped his cock in your hole and insert his tip, then his shaft until he is finally all inside y/n. both thrusted, when one cock is out the other enters never leaving y/n empty, a bulge forming in his lower tummy "you sure are something" mentioned minho rubbing the tummy bulge making y/n squirm and whimper.

lucas started to stroke y/n's cock while the latter was playing with minho's chest and nipples, "i'm gonna cum" growled minho followed by lucas "me too" and y/n was just moaning nonsenses. both tops came inside y/n while the bottom painted minho's abs and tits with white ropes of thick cum. as the hornier one lucas kept thrusting with minho's cock still inside y/n "fuck, i love the sound your ass is making with our cum inside it" he says "I'm going to churn all that milk until it's deep inside you, so when another cock comes in there it will find our milk and it will knows who that ass belongs to" he says slapping the ass. minho just laughed at lucas dominance attempt "cute" he murmured. the trio kept fucking all day taking turns on y/n's ass or minho fucking lucas while he gives a blowjob to y/n "aren't you tired already?" asked y/n to minho. "no. i have enough stamina and enough cum in these heavy balls for you too whores" he says spitting into his cock to introduce it into y/n… again.

[nuoyi-writes]

During your attempt to save him, Yukhei experiences the memories closest to your heart.

➪ Pairing: Lucas x gn!reader ➪ Word Count: 2k ➪ Genre & AU: angst, fluff, comfort, winx club!au, specialist!lucas, fairy!reader ➪ Warnings: blood, injury, mentions of death ➪ Note: Thank you @lovesickgyu​​ for agreeing to be featured ahahaahaha celebrating the signs of an approaching end to lucas’s hiatus <33 also winx club supremacy.

Your heart is thumping loudly in fear and you’re drunk with anxiety, the chaos around you fading in the face of Yukhei’s loud huffs, each one breaking away another piece of your heart and further moistening your cheeks with tears. He squirms on the makeshift operating table as blood pours out of the large wound, refusing to stay still as the professor struggles to pull out the claw buried deep into his flesh. Yukhei squeezes your intertwined hands and all you can sense from him is pain, pain, pain.

“Help him!” you cry when you sense it spike. Your breathing is shaky, unable to bear the sight of Yukhei on the verge of death. You’re not ready to lose your everything, not now, not ever, and not again.

“He needs to calm down! I can’t operate if he’s moving so much.”

He needs to stay still. You think of bringing an earth fairy, eyes scanning the sea of terrified students. Will you be able to find one willing to help him instead of fighting the monsters looming outside the building?

“Y/n.”

You turn back to face the professor, your other fist clenching and unclenching in restlessness.

“You’re a mind fairy. You’re capable of much more than sensing emotions or reading thoughts,” he treads carefully. Your throat runs dry and your breath pauses, anticipating his next words in dread.

“Share his pain. Take some of it from him.”

You shake your head frantically, horrified by the implication.

“Vines can tie him down but they can’t reduce his pulse and slow the spread of the virus. You need to calm him down now,” he stresses, his tone urgent.

“There has to be another way,” you plead. You’d rather die than enter his mind at this point. Not again, never again—

Yukhei’s grip on your hand tightens as the pain heightens to an unbearable degree and you squeeze your eyes shut, not being able to watch him writhe any longer. The image of you in the same position as now but with a different hand in yours flashes in your mind and tears escape your eyelids. You don’t ever want to feel someone you love die. Once is more than enough times. You’d rather die yourself than die the death of a loved one.

“There is no other way, not unless his heart stops beating and is not an option. We have to buy the others more time,” the professor implores.

Yukhei coughs, the sound squeezing at your heart. You’re about to pull away from him and run away so you won’t have to witness, run till you can't sense him at all, when the grip on your hand tightens in pain. You open your eyes to see him gritting his teeth, his eyes bloodshot red, the nerves on his neck twitching as he grunts and the now visible virus crawls under his skin.

You realise that he isn’t just withstanding the pain, he’s fighting it. He isn’t like your mother who had accepted her long time illness with apologetic caresses for your head and the imparting of advice for the coming years lacking her presence. Her hand in yours was alive yet lifeless, but Yukhei’s fingers clenching at your palm are dying yet alive, making you want to fight for your everything.

You take a seat beside Yukhei and the professor notices the change in your resolution, relieved when you nod at him in affirmation. He reassures you that your friends will kill the host monster soon, killing the virus in all the infected, and you trust him to protect you while you’re not conscious of your surroundings. Cupping Yukhei’s hand in yours, you close your eyes, concentrating all of your mental self on his hands, then his mind. You’re able to more clearly sense his pain, taking a deep breath to prepare yourself for what you’re about to share.

Your breathing becomes ragged when you suck in a bit of his pain. It takes you a minute to accustom yourself to the burning sensation before slowly injecting yourself with more, widening the bridge between both of your consciousnesses and causing a few of your memories to be exposed to Yukhei.

Two purple whales chasing the horizon as the sun sets on your home world. A younger version of you stands hand-in-hand with your mom facing the sea on a wooden deck, harmonising to the song you’d always sing to him as a lullaby and forming a connection with the enchanted creatures. Fueled by the admiration you held for your role model– your mother– that was the first time you harnessed your magic.

He then sees a slightly older you sitting beside a sick woman lying on a hospital bed. He feels the extreme sense of loneliness, fear, and grief in you and through you, your mother’s helplessness, regret, and guilt rooting from her love for you. That was the day you formed your first mental link, an accident caused by untrained magic and unstable emotions and an accident that scarred you for life.

The next memory is of when you first entered Alfea. Everyone around you were from different home planets and were users of various different types of magic, yet you had never felt so connected. You found a place where you could be you and belong, one that would help nurture your true magic, and you met roommates who eventually became closer than family.

It’s the Alfea & Red Fountain annual freshman event. You’re pouring yourself some fruit punch when you somehow manage to pick up the sound of an extremely light and almost transparent soul among the large crowd of strong and loud ones, making your irises glow purple. You spill some punch on your brand new dress but you can’t care less about it as you frantically push through the horde of people and search for the rare soul that reminded you of an untouched flower field in the eye of a storm.

You’re trying your best to activate your magic as you try to lose the witches chasing you down the streets of Magix. Mentally scolding yourself for not paying heed to your seniors’ advice to be aware of senior witches from Cloud Tower that target freshmen fairies as part of some stupid tradition, you regret separating from your friends while shopping. The adrenaline pounds at your ears and renders you unable to sense pedestrians, so when you take a sharp turn at the next curb, you crash into someone and fall to your rear.

It’s only when you take a second on the warm concrete to compose yourself that you realise they’re the soul you heard at the event a few weeks ago and upon opening your eyes, you’re left breathless by the charming specialist before you.

“Are you okay?” he asks in concern as he helps you up, and you would’ve stood there staring and speechless if you didn’t sense the approaching witches.

“I need your help,” you plead when you notice he has gear with him. His expression morphs into a more serious one when he picks up your anxious state and spots the witches chasing you.

“Stand behind me,” he instructs you confidently as he pulls out his sword and shield, and you’re slightly relieved when you see them successfully activate.

The witches falter for a second at the appearance of a specialist before noticing the lack of color in his gem and weapons, smiling in amusement. Muttering a levitating spell, they easily pull the weapons out of his grip and drop them to the ground.

“This year’s new students are stupider than I thought they’d be,” one of the witches comments as the other prepares to cast another spell. It’s only then that you connect one and one with the fact that you sensed him at the freshman event, internally slapping your forehead for stopping to ask for help. The specialist grabs your hand and breaks into a sprint, dragging you along with him to his wind rider parked by a nearby cafe. You huff when he motions for you to get on.

“I refuse. I literally just met you and the only thing I know about you is that you’re just as new to all of this as I am.”

“Wong Yukhei– specialist at Red Fountain– experienced biker. It’s either me or those witches. Your choice,” he quips, and you swear you sense a hint of smugness behind his haste expression.

The next memory is also one of him. He’s atop James– a magiwolf and your bonded animal–, chasing after an older you as you zoom through the outskirts of Pixie Village. Wind combs his hair and the fresh air of the enchanted forest paired with your occasional taunts ignite breathy laughs in him. When you start slowing down from exhausting your magic and he gets closer, he shifts to stand on top of James and launches himself at you, wrapping his arms around you and taking the brunt of the fall as you tumble onto the grass. James lets out a low howl as you break into a fit of giggles when Yukhei refuses to release you from his grip and tickles your sides, and it’s only when the laughter dies down and you roll off him to meet his gaze that you’re made aware of your proximity, causing your face to flare. Yukhei’s cheeks tinge red, his eyes affectionate and his breathing nervous when he leans in to momentarily press his lips to yours. He looks to you for consent and when he sees in you the same affection he holds, he giddily pulls you closer by your waist and kisses you.

Flashes of moments when he touched your heart, hurt you, and comforted you play in his mind like a film on your relationship. He’s overwhelmed by a rush of emotions, some yours and some of others you were able to sense.

You slam your bedroom door shut, the negative energy flowing to you from the fight between your friends irking you and driving you to the edge of tears. You lean against the door and squeeze your eyes close in frustration, your head buzzing from all the anger and hurt that your friends are feeling. You wish you could just drown it all out.

“Are you okay?”

You open your eyes and are surprised to find Yukhei sitting on your bed, still in his specialist uniform. You notice the open window and his wind rider outside, deducing he must’ve snuck in unnoticed to surprise you.

“What’s happening outside?” he asks in worry, making his way to your clearly dishevelled self.

“Nothing,” you sign, burying yourself in his neck when he engulfs you in a hug. He rubs your back soothingly as you inhale his scent, drowning in the sound of him.

Yukhei had always been curious about the sound of his soul that you loved so much. He pestered you multiple times to try and describe it but you refused because your words could never do justice to what you truly heard.

Yukhei sounds like a gentle midday breeze carrying dandelion seeds, each one signifying a moment of pure and raw human emotion. Under his boisterous self lies contentment, free of all material and burden. The light of an untainted child remains in his matured mind and he lets it guide him to connect with his surroundings. He’s your state of tranquillity, your escape from the constant buzzing from other’s minds that you can’t block out.

You’re on the verge of passing out when the pain disappears and you drop the link, heart pounding against your ribs and sweat cold to your burning skin. Exhaling in relief when you see the virus dissipate, you rest your head on his chest in exhaustion, extremely grateful to your friends for the timing— a little longer and you would’ve lost him.

“You scared me,” you breathe, your words being muffled against his shirt. He lifts his free arm to drape it around your back, stroking your shoulder to comforting you. You shift your head to gaze up at him when he frees his other hand from your grasp and holds your palm, his eyes tender as he brings it to his lips and kisses it.

“Thank you,” he whispers. He’s thankful for saving him, thankful for sharing your vulnerability with him, and thankful for loving him the way you do.

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[strawberry-storybook]

A wounded heart

 Chapter 3: Home.

Pairing: Wong Yukhei x Reader (Gender Neutral)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, eventual smut (High school !AU)

Warning: Yandere!Lucas, kidnapping, obsessive behaviour, rough handling, swearing. Slight mention of somnophilia, collars and leashes, pet names, he smacks Y/n.(NSFW will occur later into the story, and I will write the warnings onto those chapters)

Word count: 1.6k

A/n: Still figuring out the formatting of this shit. Please bear with me okay! I’m also realizing I don’t have to write what part it is everytime, I literally give chapters. I’ll start putting the chapter title at the top so you know what order to read in.

Lucas pov

God they look so pretty sleeping like that, I love the soft look on their tear stained face. The way their eyes were glazed over, mouths open a jar, and that pretty bruised neck of theirs. If they’d just co-operated, they would have been okay. Sat safely in my car, wide awake and getting to know me.

But no, they chose to be a dumb little bitch. Struggling, screaming, crying. They looked beautiful, but it would do neither of us any good if someone had heard or seen them. 

I just wanted to take them home, I wanted to be with them forever. I will be with them forever, but they need to sit down and listen to what I have to say. And now even as I pull up to our home with them sitting safely in my car, I can’t help but think they’re going to get away from me again. 

I parked the car on the small dirt path and slowly crawled out of the car, walking over to their side and swinging the door open. God they were so fucking pretty like this. So innocent and vulnerable, they could be like puddy in my hands. So fucking vulnerable and easy to take advantage of. But I can’t, I don’t want you to be my little slut, not yet anyway. Soon my dear, soon.

I quickly threw them over my shoulder and slammed the door, walking into the home and down into the basement. I had laid a mattress out there, along with a pair of handcuffs next to a bar. A bar I couldn’t wait to see their pretty little wrists attached to, always there when I needed you, needed to see you. Mine. My pretty little prince/princess.

Y/n’s pov

I open my eyes slowly, blinking the discomfort out of my eyes. The room around me is pitch black, and the floor is soft, like a mattress. I sit up slowly and as I’m going to crawl off the bed, something feels sharp against my wrist, pulling me back into the bed. 

“Hello?” I cried out into the darkness, only to hear the loud thumping of footsteps walking on the floor above me, and then a door swung open with some light shining through. 

“Y/n? Are you awake baby?” I heard a deep, raspy voice call out before hearing the thumping coming down what I assumed to be stairs. And then a bright, blinding light shone through the entire room, forcing me to shield my eyes at the sudden light. 

After seeing HIM standing at the bottom of the stairs, his predatory eyes staring into my soul, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. It was like he was taking every breath out of my lungs, sucking out my soul, with just one single look. And as he slowly walked over to me, it felt like my chest got tighter and tighter, until he eventually stood towering over me. 

And then he sat down next to me, his head down in his hands. He looked distraught. Perturbed even. I just looked at him, not really knowing what else to do. I mean I couldn’t do anything else, I was cuffed to a pole that didn’t seem to be moving anytime soon. 

Lucas’ pov

Oh god what did I do. Why are they here, handcuffed in my basement. Oh god oh fuck. How do I explain now? Will they even listen? Will they even understand? I have to try, I can’t let them get away. They’re mine after all, they’ve always been mine.

“Y/n, I want you to listen very carefully to me okay? Do you remember me?” And as I watched them shake their head, I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. “Okay then, listen up.”

“It all started way back in grade 1, you were on the playground and I was sitting on the swing…”

(Switching to third person just for the flashback.)

The sound of children laughing filled the air as there was an active game of tag going on. However, Lucas sat alone by himself on the swings, watching everyone. He’s always been an observer, never really getting in on the action. 

“Lucas! Come play with us!” His attentioned snapped over to the little boy calling out to him, he just shrugged it off and kept swinging. He didn’t want to play with the kids, he wanted to watch. He wanted to observe, try and figure out what they were thinking, and what they would do when they were being chased. He was almost always right.

Then, there was Y/n. The most playful, energetic and outgoing kid on the playground. Making sure everyone got equal chances to run and be IT. but at this particular moment, they were walking over to Lucas, smile wide of their face. 

They didn’t say anything, just grabbed Lucas hand and started walking. Lucas didn’t protest, just followed. “Play” They said quietly, and Lucas nodded, His eyes stayed fixated on the person in front of him until they took off running. This made him realize he’d just been tagged and laughed as he took off running after one of the kids.

After that encounter, Lucas had stayed friends with Y/n all the way up to grade 6. Until, Y/n’s mom got a job. 

“You’re moving?” Lucas exclaimed at lunch time with them, the class going silent under his loud voice. They got a little shy, but nodded. “My mom got this job, she can’t turn it down. It’s in Seoul so I have to move with her since I’m not old enough to stay by myself.” 

“Stay with me Y/n. My family will take you in” Lucas said in a plea, reaching out to grab their hand “I can’t Lucas, I can’t just leave my mom. She’s all I’ve got.” They said and then it was time for the next class. They spoke briefly after school, but it wasn’t enough for Lucas. 

He couldn’t bear to be losing Y/n, how could they do this to him. He cried and cried that night, cutting up all the pictures together and taping them onto his wall, drawing hearts after them in his mothers lipstick. 

And then he’d found a picture of their mother, gluing it to the wall and drawing a big X over her. 

Years later, He’d saved enough money to move to Korea. He already knew what school they were attending, and after their mother died in a “Freak accident”, he knew they were all his.

Back to Lucas’ pov

I obviously left out the parts about me obsessing over them, and the thing about their mom. But I told them how much I missed them, and how sad I was that I never heard from them again. 

“Y/n, I’ve missed you so much you have no idea.” I spoke quietly, calmly as to not scare them anymore then I already had. Their eyes were wide, as if everything was just processing in their brain. I couldn’t stand the silence, I needed to know what they were thinking.

“Please Y/n, say something.” I said quietly, almost whining. “Lucas… My mom really liked you. She always thought I’d marry you someday.” They admitted softly, smiling a little bit. 

“Wow, now you remember me” I chuckled out, stroking their cheek slightly, watching as they melted into my touch.

Y/n’s pov

Oh god he’s touching me. This sick creep is touching me again, so endearingly. But I had to play it up, acting like I liked it. The sooner I was off these handcuffs, the sooner I could make a run for the hills. 

I watched as his smile twisted into what seemed like a sick grin, his hand slowly reaching down to my throat to grab it and pull me closer.

“Have you forgotten something about me baby?” He whispered quietly into my ear, making me shiver “I know just how to read you. Don’t think you’re going to leave me again just because you play all innocent and nice with me.” 

His hand is quickly replaced by something leathery, tight. Omg he put a collar on me, and he was attaching a leash to it before I even knew it. 

“Now.” He said, his already deep voice getting deeper, thicker. “Are you going to be a good kitten and listen? Or am I going to have to teach you a lesson”

I gulped heavily when he suddenly pulled on the leash, his eyes screaming DANGER, DANGER.  “I asked you a fucking question.”

“Y-yes sir… I’ll be good” I mumbled out quietly and he tugged on the leash again, harsher this time, sending me flying towards his face. “Oh no kitten, I want you to call me master. Because you will do whatever I tell you, isn’t that right?” He whispers as he licks a strip up my neck.

I just nod in response, but he doesn’t seem to like that, a hard smack coming down on my cheek. I quickly bring my free hand to my cheek and whine. “Say it. Now.” He spits, glaring at me.

“Yes master”

“Good boy/girl”

To be continued...

[saturnznct]

stretch - wong yukhei

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You were sitting on the floor in front of your mirror when Lucas enters the room, exhaustion clear on his face.

When he was tired, he was clingy, preferring to be latched onto you, usually in the form of a cuddle.

You were sitting crosslegged on the carpet of your bedroom, Lucas’ massive white t-shirt framing your body. It was rolled up, resting the top of on your eight-month bump, which you were coating with some sort of special moisturiser.

‘Hey, beautiful,’ Lucas grins cheekily, just like he always did whenever he flirted with you.

‘Hi,’ you rasp.

‘Why’re you on the floor?’

‘Putting my cream on,’ you respond.

Yukhei plops himself down on the ground behind you, wrapping his legs around your frame so that you were sitting in between his legs, skin of his naked leg brushing against the bare skin of yours.

‘How is my little angel in there?’

‘Good.’

You were at the point in your pregnancy where you didn’t even want Yukhei to look at you.

You hated the way you looked, the red and angry stretch marks piling and piling up quicker than you can keep track of. The skin of your bump was also dry and itchy, and it was impossible to shave any part of your body.

Obviously, Yukhei was probably the most attractive man you had ever come across, and nowadays you often found yourself wondering why he was still even with you.

He could have any girl he wanted, but he had to deal with you, the heavily pregnant lump who whined and complained all day long.

So you hugely tensed up when he started kissing the back of your neck affectionately, hands wandering to your bump.

You could feel him grinning against your skin as he felt his daughter kicking hard, wriggling and turning around in your womb.

‘Hi Mei-xing,’ Lucas giggles, ‘daddy missed you today, yes he did, yes he did!’

You rolled back your head against Lucas’ shoulder, comfortably lying against his chest.

‘You look so pretty right now,’ he comments while he stares at you through the mirror, and you hum in acknowledgement.

‘I don’t know how you could even say that when I have all these marks.’

Yukhei sights deeply, trying to meet your eyes in the mirror.

‘I hate it when you say things like that. ‘Specially when you look so beautiful, carrying our first baby…’

‘It’s just… once she’s out… I’ll still look like this. I’ll still have these stretch marks everywhere, and what will you think of me then?’

‘I’ll still think that you were the most gorgeous woman on the planet. Nothing you could ever do would change my mind on that. Ever.’

‘I’m sorry,’ you mutter, ‘I’m just getting all hormonal and-‘

‘It’s okay, angel. I just don’t want to hear you talking down about yourself again. I can’t wait for our baby girl to arrive… you being the mother of my child is possibly the biggest honour of my life.’

’Thank you, Xuxi,’ you smile, ‘I love you.’

‘I love you too, Y/N. And Mei-xing. So so so so much.’

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Cotton Snow

Summary: Realizing there isn’t going to be snow on Christmas, Lucas gets creative.

Oneshot

Word Count: 755 

Lucas X Reader 

Not Requested

Prompt: 2. “It’s not going to be a white Christmas...” → “we’re not going to have a white Christmas this year.”

Lucas and I have been dating for three years now. Not once have we gotten to enjoy a white Christmas together. They're the ones from make-believe, the ones that people dream to enjoy together. After unwrapping presents, people run outside having snowball fights. Make snowmen, snow angels, and taste snowflakes. All on Christmas day, but since Lucas and I have been together, they have been nonexistent. Maybe it's because he is a bundle of warm energy, and the earth mistakes him for a second sun. 

I look at the weather report on my phone and see there no snow predicted for the week. I sigh, and Lucas comes home from the drugstore. “Babe?” He calls out, and I pull myself away from the window. “Yeah?” Hoping my tone doesn’t showcase my feelings. He rushes in after taking off his coat, and he asks me, “What’s wrong, Babe?” I pout at him, “Baby,... we're not going to have a white Christmas this year. No snow,...” He nods and tells me that he’ll be right back. He rushes out of the house throwing his coat back on, and I wonder what just happened. 

I shrug he probably forgot something at the drugstore. I go back over to the window ledge and sit on it. I hear what sounds like steps on my roof and decide not to worry and continue looking outside. When I see white little balls falling, and then I realize their cotton balls. I laugh knowing, who's up to it, and who’s on my roof. He knows just how to cheer me up, he’s too cute, and he keeps pouring them. I open the window and catch a few in my hands. How many packs did he buy? When he is finally done, our backyard is covered, he comes inside, and he tells me, “I challenge you to a snowball fight!” He says running out the porch doors, and I giddily follow after him. Laughter fills the neighborhood as we throw cotton balls at each other. I smirk to myself and go up behind him shoving them down his shirt, and laugh. Before I can escape, he catches me in his arms and swings me back and forth, and shoves me into a pile of cotton balls. In fits of laughter and cotton balls, I look over at him and thank him for the ‘White Christmas’ and kiss his nose. He tells me with a pout on his face, “You missed.” I shake my head at him and kiss him for real he grins and spins us around, so he is in the cotton pile. He throws a big wad of cotton balls, laughing as it gets stuck in my hair. 

“What do you think?” He asks me, and I grin holding his hands in mine. “Best surprise ever!” He smiles and rubs his nose against mine and we laugh. “You know just how to cheer me up.” He grins, “I love you.” I lift his chin up and kiss him on top of the cotton pile. We pull apart, and I tell him, “I love you too, Baby.” He smirks over at me, and he shoves a handful of cotton balls up my shirt. I shake my head and can’t help but laugh. I release his hand and run away making a little 'snow' pile and throw cotton balls at him as he runs towards me. He lands right on the pile, and we tussle. I could spend my whole life doing this; I would never get bored as long as I have Lucas by my side. I lay on top of him as we catch our breath. 

I look up at him to see him looking down at me. I can’t help but smile as he pulls me up to him and kisses me. When we pull away, he winks at me and says, “You know we’re going to have to clean this upright?” I scrunch up my nose, “Call it Christmas decorations?” He nods, “Yeah,... I’d like that.” I kiss his cheek, and he kisses mine, “Thank you, Baby.” He smiles, “Babe, I would give you the moon if you’d ask.” I shake my head at him, and he says, “It’s true.” I nod with a smile on my face, “I know. I’d give you the sun if you asked. You’re the light of my life, and I wish for you to feel the warmth you give me.” He kisses the top of my head, “I already do. I have you.” 

[sleepynct]

Brownies - Lucas Drabble

If you could describe your relationship with Lucas in one word then it would be playful. The two of you loved to joke around with each other and playful arguments were very present in your relationship.

The two of you were currently laying on the couch, bored and without having anything to do when Lucas spoke up. “I want brownies.” You look over at him. “Well that sucks because we don’t have any.” Lucas playfully rolls his eyes at you. “Do we have the ingredients to make them?” you shrug your shoulders. “I think so.” Lucas sits up with a bright smile on his face. “How about we both make brownies, the one that makes the best brownies wins.” Excitedly you stand up from the couch. “Sounds good, be prepared to lose baby.” You wink at him. Lucas laughs, “We will see if you still have the confidence once our brownies are done.”

Twenty minutes later the both of you are standing in the kitchen working on your brownie batter. You’re carefully measuring all your ingredients and when you look over at Lucas to see that he is just throwing his ingredients together without caring how much he needs of it, you start to feel extra confident.

The timer of the oven goes off and you and Lucas immediately drop what you were doing and rush to the kitchen. You turn the oven off and carefully take both brownies out, placing them on the counter where Lucas is standing with a knife and two plates, ready to cut the brownies. Once the both of you have a plate with a piece of both brownies you smirk at Lucas. “Ready to lose?” he returns your smirk, “I think you should ask that yourself.”  

The both of you first take a bite of Lucas’ brownie and you are shocked by how good it actually taste. “Not bad, but let’s taste the winning brownie now.” When you take a bite of your brownie your face scrunches up in disgust. Lucas laughs loudly at you. “I thought this was supposed to be the winning brownie?” you glare at him. “Shut up! How is this even possible, you didn’t even measure your ingredients. Mine is supposed to be the good one.” A slight pout forms on your lips. “Don’t be a sore loser.” Another glare is thrown into his direction. “I’m not being a sore loser. I’m just saying that it’s impossible that you won.” Lucas walks over to you and wraps his arms around you from behind you. “Well, it’s clearly not impossible because I won.” “I still don’t understand how you managed to do that, mine should have tasted better. You probably cheated.” Lucas sticks his tongue out and walks out of the kitchen. “Loser cleans the kitchen!” he yells over his shoulder. You whine, “That wasn’t part of our deal.”

[na-cafe]

Characters: Lucas x reader

Genre: fluff, funny (?, not really)

|check here: Advent calendar| |D11|

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"Woo hoo, we gonna get the Christmas tree!" you said with excitement in your voice when your best friend Lucas stopped in front of the shop with said Christmas trees.

"You are like a child, Y/N" he laughed and got out of the car. You did the same and punched his arm. "Ouch! Why did you do that?" he looked at you.

"Because you are the child here, Lucas." you sweetly smiled at him and went through a gate and started to look for the perfect Christmas tree. "Lucas..." you turned to him when you looked around. "I think this is not going to work," you told him with a serious face.

"What? Why?" he said pretty confusedly by your sudden change. "You don’t want a Christmas tree anymore or what?" he asked you and also looked around to possibly notice a problem.

"Lucas, I would love to have one but there is one problem," you told him and made a small pause for drama. "You are taller than every tree that is here," you said with a loud laugh.

"Y/N..." he laughed too. "You are unbelievable but also right." he shook his head. "So... What are we gonna do now?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Well... I think you will be enough," you said with a small smile. "Don't worry, I will decorate you just perfectly." you laughed again and went back to Lucas's car.

And the question is, did you really make Lucas a Christmas tree? Of course, you did! You put him in a green shirt and brown pants (you laughed at him that he looks like Shaggy) and then you decorated his shirt with some stuff so he would represent the Christmas tree.

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A/N thank you so much for reading this little story. Hope you like it and leave a heart ♡

[doeilovr]

WAYV AS MAFIAS

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

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

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KUN:

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

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

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

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

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

TEN:

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

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

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

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

HENDERY:

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

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

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

YANGYANG:

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

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

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

XIAOJUN:

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

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

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

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

WINWIN:

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

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

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

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

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

LUCAS:

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

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

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

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

tag list: @shrutiajit

[sweetiesicheng]

lucas - confession

word count : 411

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"did you pay attention?" lucas asked as you two headed to his locker after your last class for the day.

you looked at him while holding you textbooks. "of course i did. did you pay attention?" you asked him.

"of course not," he replied. you just sighed while he smiled and laughed. you two reached his locker and he unlocked it. he opened his locker and an envelope fell out of his locker and into the floor. "huh? what is that?" he questioned.

you bent down and grabbed the envelope, which had lucas's name on it.

"it has your name on it," you mentioned while examine the envelope. he put some of his textbooks into his locker. he opened his backpack and put one of his textbooks inside before zipping his backpack back up. "who would give this to you?" you asked and lucas closed his locker. "here," you said while handing the envelope to him.

he opened the envelope and pulled out two pieces of paper, "who knows," he spoke, unfolding the pieces of paper. he read the letter that was addressed to him. you waited for him to finish reading. "someone confessed to me..." he spoke once he finished reading.

"who wrote it?" you asked.

"that girl who sits next to me across the aisle," he answered and showed you the letter.

"that's...um...weird?" you questioned, not really sure how to feel. "she knows that you have a girlfriend, right?" you asked.

"i think everyone knows that me and you are dating, well, i thought everyone knew," lucas replied. "she asked to meet me before class tomorrow morning," he mentioned and closed his locker.

"are you going to?" you asked him.

"shouldn't i tell her that me and you are dating?" lucas asked you. "i'll tell her that me and you are together." he said and both of you started walking towards the school's entrance. "you okay?" he asked and grabbed your hand, shoving the letter into a recycle bin before you two walked through the hall.

"hm?" you looked at him and nodded, "yea, it's just kind of weird to me is all."

"didn't you confess to me with a letter and candy?" he questioned.

"okay, let's not talk about that please. you weren't dating anyone, it's a different story," you said, not wanting to think about the day you confessed to lucas.

"you know, the stationary this girl used is cuter than yours," lucas commented.

"hey!"

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⤷ ♡ GENRE :: fluffy, funny

⤷ ♡ WARNING :: IG which on the pics are mine so dw

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[tyongxnct]

𝐹𝐼𝐺𝑈𝑅𝐸𝑆 - 𝑊𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐻𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑦

pairing: Hendery x reader

special guest: Lucas, mention of Jaehyun

summary: Hendery tried so hard to win your heart, but you weren’t sure about giving him a chance. He was a fuckboy after all and everyone told you he’d break your heart. You gave him a chance, you thought he had changed, but little did you know. Little did you know that he was going to break your heart. 

song: figures - Jessie Reyez

genre: established-relationship!au fuckboy!au college!au , angst, smut

warnings: smut, toxic relationship, cheating, swearing, alcohol consumption, manipulation?, self-doubt

word count: 5.3k

A/N: yooo my first hendery fic I hope you enjoy!!! 💖💖💖

taglist: @aesthetichrj @bvbyxuxi @bitchenderyy​ @chitaphrrrr​

this is fiction!

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Figures I gave you ride or die and you gave me games Love figures I know I'm cryin' 'cause you just won't change

Love figures I gave it all and you gave me shit Love figures I wish I could do exactly what you did

The power couple on campus.

That’s how everyone called you and Hendery. You were the power couple, the couple everyone loved and everyone was jealous of.

Before you agreed to go on a date with Hendery, your friends had warned you about him.

“He’s a fuckboy, Y/n.”

“Don’t fall for him, you’ll get hurt.”

“I heard he dated three girls at once and none of them knew about the other.”

But Hendery had his eyes on you for a while now, and he did everything to get your attention. He’d buy you an iced caramel latte every morning before you had to go to class, he’d give you snacks in between classes, he’d text you good night and good morning every day. He was just the sweetest guy ever and it didn’t take long for you to give it a try.

You went on your first date and you fell hard for him. Hendery was so kind and lovely, the perfect gentleman. He was like that until you got together, but the first couple months you dated, he still acted like a perfect boyfriend.

Even your friends fell for his sweet acting.

“Guess we were wrong Y/n.”

“I’m glad you gave him a chance, look how happy he makes you.”

“You’re such a power couple, you look so good together.”

You were blinded.

You were blinded by your love for him and by everyone on campus talking about your perfect relationship, everyone was telling you how lucky you were to have him. But things changed. He changed. Hendery was cold, distant and most of the time annoyed. Whatever you did annoyed him. Simple things like asking him about his day, telling him you missed him made him snap at you.

When Hendery snapped at you, you apologized right away and cursed yourself, you felt like it was your fault that he was distant.

Stupid Y/n, he’s right. You should shut up and leave him alone.

When Hendery stopped texting you good morning and good night, you still did.

You (09:27): good morning babeeee, I saw you in my dreams and now I miss you. Can you come over today?

Babyyyy (20:20): Baby I’m out with the guys tonight.

You were worried all day. He didn’t answer your text or your calls. You stopped calling, you didn’t want to annoy him. After finally receiving a text, you got ready for bed.

You (20:21): okay baby, be safe. I love you.

When Hendery left you hanging, over and over again.

You (19:30): Hey baby, I thought we were going to meet up at 7? Are you okay? Did something happen?

You waited another half an hour and he didn’t show up. You called him about three times and you tried to call his friend, Lucas. “Hello?” he yelled into the phone, the music in the background was too loud. “Hey Lucas. This is Y/n. I’m sorry to bother you but is Hendery with you? He isn’t answering my calls and I’m a little worried.”

“Oh, hi, uhm- give me a second yeah?”

“Sure.”

You could hear many voices, female, and male.

“One night, I just want one fucking night for myself.” You heard Hendery say, “Why the fuck are you calling Lucas?! Do you want to embarrass me?”

Hendery snapped at you.

“Sorry, I was just worried. I thought tonight is date night-“

“I told you I can’t today.” He said annoyed.

“Oh, did you? I don’t remember that you-“

“Are you calling me a liar now?” he said angrily.

“No of course not. Oh yeah, here is your text. I’m sorry I forgot it.”

There was no text.

“See, I told you.”

“Sorry. Uhm, have fun and I lo-“

He hung up.

You cried yourself to sleep that night. You didn’t know what to do anymore. The boy who was head over heels for you, changed so much and was constantly hurting you. What happened to the Hendery who promised to never hurt you?

You woke up in the middle of the night to a loud bang on your door.

You looked through the spy and saw Hendery and Lucas, who was trying to hold him up. You opened the door and Hendery stumbled in, you still caught him with your hands and Lucas helped you.

“Hey Y/n. I’m sorry to wake you up at this hour- uhm, I didn’t know where else to bring him.”

“It’s okay. Thank you for taking care of him.”

Lucas smiled softly and helped you carry Hendery to your bedroom.

“Do you need any help or?”

“No thank you, you can go now.”

He nodded and left you alone with a drunk Hendery.

“Hendery? I’ll make you some coffee okay? Do you want to take a shower?”

“Hm?? Shower sounds good.” He giggled.

You let a little bit water in your bathtub and in the meantime you made his coffee. When you entered the bathroom after placing the coffee in your room, he was trying to take off his clothes.

“Babeeee, helppppp.” He whined.

You smiled softly, he was kinda cute-

Wait.

What’s that?

He was half naked in front of you for the first time actually, but the purple marks on his neck and collarbones distracted you.

You weren’t the one who gave him those hickeys.

“I know I’m hot.” He giggled and started unbuttoning his pants. You turned around as he pulled his pants and briefs down. “D-Do you need help?”

You could hear him sit down in the bathtub.

“Mhmm.” He mumbled.

Who gave you hickeys Hendery?

You softly washed his hair and his body, you tried to look anywhere but down.

Did you cheat on me Hendery?

Is she better than me?

Prettier?

Skinnier?

You were in deep thoughts and Hendery noticed, so he pulled you in and you yelped at the sudden pull and water hitting your skin.

“Shower with me baby.” He giggled again.

“Hendery I’m still in my clothes.”

You got up and your pajama sticked to your body and you weren’t wearing a bra. Hendery looked at your body with a shimmer in his eyes. You helped him get up and wrap the towel around him.

“Go and wait in my room and drink your coffee okay?”

“Yes sir!” he giggled, eyes glued to your breasts. You closed the door and took off your clothes. You looked at the mirror, did he cheat on you?

You were scared, so scared to lose him. You were in love with him after all, you loved him more than anything.

You also wrapped a towel around your body and left the bathroom to get you clothes. When you entered your room, Hendery was still wrapped in the towel. He starred at you. “Did you drink your coffee?” you asked him, he pouted and shook his head.

You sighed.

“When I’m back, I want to see you drink your coffee okay?”

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to change. I’m completely wet.”

Hendery smirked, “You’re wet?”

“Did you forget what you just did?” you opened your drawer and grabbed your underwear and pajamas.

When you turned around, you bumped into Hendery’s chest. “What are you doing?” He didn’t answer, he just cupped your cheeks and kissed you.

Yeah, you made out and he touched you, over your clothes, he gave you hickeys and you gave him hickeys here and there, but you were never completely naked in front of each other. His hands were on your waist now, he grabbed you softly and pressed himself against you. You kissed him back and wrapped your arms around his neck to pull him closer.

You didn’t give him those hickeys.

But maybe, you could give him new ones to remind him that you are his girlfriend.

Maybe he was sexually frustrated and needed you.

Maybe he needs you right and now as much as you need him.

You weren’t a virgin anymore, but it was different with Hendery. You wanted to take your time with him, you trusted him but you after all the rumors about him being a fuckboy, you were a little scared.

But right now, you were scared to lose him to another girl.

Hendery pressed you against your bed now, his lips leaving yours to leave kisses on your skin. His hand slowly made his way inside of your towel. He stroked your bare thighs and his lips were right above your breasts, they were still covered in the towel.

You could feel his length against your leg and it turned you on. You needed him.

“H-Hendery please.”

“You want this baby? Tell me you want this.”

“I-I want this- I need this please.” You whimpered as he kissed your breasts over the towel.

“Let’s get rid of this shall we?”

You were completely naked under him now. You tried to close your legs, but he was in between them and stopped you from doing so. You hid your boobs under your arms.

“I want to see you baby. Please let me see.” He said softly.

You slowly showed him your boobs, nipples hard from the cold and arousal.

“So perfect.” He whispered as he licked your nipple. He cupped the other one and squeezed it slightly. You heart was beating so fast, and it felt so good, you closed your eyes and let him do whatever he wanted to your body.

“H-Hendery,”

“Yes baby? Tell me what you want.”

“Mark me- p-please mark me.” You moaned.

Hendery smirked against your boobs. He left a couple kisses on your breasts and then he sucked marks on your skin. On your collarbones, your neck, your breasts. While sucking on your skin, his hand travelled between your legs. He slowly put his finger on your clit and circled it. You got even wetter and you wanted more.

“More- Please.” You moaned.

Hendery put two fingers inside of you and started pumping. You could hear how wet you are, how much he turned you on. Your body was on fire and you could feel your orgasm coming. His tongue was back on your nipple, softly licking and sucking.

“F-Fuck Hendery!” you came and you came hard. You had the best orgasm ever, and he didn’t even put his dick inside of you.

“Look how hard you made me baby.” He rubbed his dick against you and licked his fingers.

“Please fuck me, please.” You begged.

“Baby let me get a condom okay? Gonna fuck you so good.”

Hendery looked in his wallet for a condom, he was always carrying a condom with him.

He ripped the condom open and wrapped it around his hard dick. You were too shy to look at his dick, you looked at the ceiling and waited for him. When he was back on top of you, he kissed your lips.

“Give me your hand.” He said and you did.

He helped you wrap your hand around his dick. He guided you to pump him a little before he placed his cock at your entrance. Hendery slowly pushed in and when he was fully inside of you, you felt so full and good. “Fuck baby, you’re so tight.”

He started fucking you harder and deeper and you almost saw the stars.

“Feels good baby?”

“Feels so good, H-Hendery, I feel so full.” You moaned out as he grabbed your wrists to press them against the bed.

You closed your eyes, too overwhelmed with the feeling of him fucking you.

“Open your eyes and watch how I fuck you.” He said.

You did as he said and when you wanted to close your eyes again, too shy to look at him, with his one hand, he held your wrists and with the other he wrapped his hand around your neck. “I said look at me.” He almost growled as he started chocking you.

This was your first time getting chocked and it felt good, better than you imagined.

“I’m gonna cum-“ you moaned.

“Yeah? Gonna cum on my cock baby? Be a good girl and come on my cock.”

One hand was chocking you and the other one was on your clit. You clenched around his cock as you came for the second time that night. Your orgasm hit you harder this time and you wrapped your hands around his arm.

“T-Too much, Hendery”

“Baby I’m almost there. I know you can take it.”

As he kept fucking into you, you could feel your third orgasm nearing and when you came again, you clenched and that was it for him. Hendery exploded and came into the condom. He pulled out and threw the condom away. You couldn’t move, you were too exhausted.

That night, you fell asleep in his arms under your warm blankets. You hoped that this night would change him. Maybe he could see how much you cared about him and how much he hurt you in the last weeks. How you cried every night, how you waited for him, only to be ditched.

But he didn’t change.

When you woke up, he was gone.

I wish I could hurt you back Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back? You're the one who's gonna lose Something so special, something so real Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel? If you couldn't get me back That's what I wish that I could do To you, you To you, you

You decided to go to a party tonight. When you told your friends that you wanted to hang out with them and drink, they were so happy. It’s been a couple weeks since you had spent time with them. Hendery didn’t like your friends. They had tried to stop you from dating Hendery, they told you bad things about him and even though they were right, he hated them for trying to stop you from loving him. He tried to stop you from meeting them as much as he could, he was scared that they would tell you about his secret reputation. He was still the same old fuckboy, but he didn’t want to lose you, so you had to stay at home and wait for him. But your friends sadly didn’t know about the shit he was doing. And even though you weren’t really close to Lucas, he knew and felt bad for you. He liked you, he was happy that his friend found someone as nice and kind as you, but Hendery was still his friend and it wasn’t his relationship, he promised Hendery not to tell you anything.

Now you were dressed sexily, on your way to a frat party your friend was invited to. She was seeing this frat boy, Jaehyun, and she really hoped to get closer to him tonight.

You texted Hendery that you were out with your friends, he called you an hour later but you didn’t want to answer. He never answered you calls and this time you wanted to know how it feels to ignore someone. He texted you, telling you to call him, to tell him where you were.

Maybe he was worried?

You called him back, you couldn’t ignore him any longer, you weren’t like that, you didn’t want him to worry. You couldn’t ignore him like he ignored you.

“Fucking finally.”

“Sorry it was too lo-“

“Where the fuck are you? Didn’t I tell you to stop talking to those girls!”

“Hendery we-“

“I don’t fucking care. Go home.”

You had enough, “No.” and then you hung up and turned off your phone.

“Hey everything alright?” your friend asked you.

You nodded with a small smile, “Let’s have fun!”

Not even an hour later, you were drunk. The last time you were this drunk, was before you dated Hendery. It felt good, you stopped caring, just like he always did, and enjoyed your time with your friends.

Everything seemed blurry after a while, your head was spinning and you decided to go to the bathroom to freshen up a little. You told your friends that you had to pee and then you went upstairs. You weren’t sure which door was the right one.

You opened the first door and saw a couple making out.

You opened the second door and it was empty.

You opened the third door and when you saw another couple, you almost left the room, but after realizing it was Hendery with a girl, you stopped moving. They were facing each other and it seemed like they were about to kiss.

“Bitch, we’re kinda busy here?” she said annoyed that you interrupted them. When Hendery turned around and saw you standing there, he looked at you with a shocked expression.

“B-Baby? What are you doing here?” he stepped back from her and walked to you.

“Don’t! Don’t come closer to me!” you stepped back.

“Hendery? Who’s that girl?” she asked him.

“She’s my girlfriend, I told you about her.” he hoped that the girl he was about to fuck would help him.

“Right. Hi, nice to meet you. Don’t worry, Hendery just gave me some boyfriend advice, you know, since he’s your boyfriend and he’s a little experienced. I’ll leave you two alone. Thank you again Hendery.” She smiled at you, but there was something telling you, that she lied. That they lied.

Hendery pulled you closer by your wrist and closed the door after she left.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you’re here?”

“Who was that girl, Hendery?” you ignored his question, “What did you do with her?”

Hendery laughed awkwardly, “I did nothing with her. We just talked.”

“Is she the girl you’re cheating on me with?” your sounded so broken. You pulled your arm out of his grip. “What? I’m not cheating on you!” he yelled, his heart was beating so fast against his chest.

“Don’t l-lie. Please don’t lie to me.” You were about to cry. The alcohol you consumed slowly left your system.

“You’re here accusing me of cheating although you’re the one dressed like this at a fucking frat party. What the fuck are you doing here huh?!” he changed the topic, he was mad and scared. He had to blame you, he needed you to forget about the whole cheating thing.

“W-What? I’m here with my friends, I told you that. I would never lie to you. I would never hurt you! I would never cheat on you but you-“

“Okay, I trust you, so why can’t you trust me huh?!”

“I saw the hickeys! I-I saw you with this girl not even five minutes ago. I-I don’t know what to think anymore!” you started crying, you were feeling so overwhelmed with the situation, you didn’t know what to believe.

Figures I'm the bad guy 'cause I can't learn to trust Love figures

“Why can’t you just fucking trust me?!” Hendery yelled at you, “I thought you loved me! You can’t even trust your own boyfriend!”

Hearing those words leave his mouth hurt you so much.

“N-No I love you! I’m sorry-“ you sobbed.

“I-I don’t know If I believe you. I can’t be with someone who doesn’t trust me.” He said and looked at the floor. You hugged him tightly, too scared to lose him. “N-No! I trust you and I love you. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Hendery. I love you so much, please don’t leave me.”

His plan worked.

He felt disgusting, but he couldn’t lose you.

You say sorry once and you think it's enough I got a lineup of girls and a lineup of guys Beggin' for me just to give 'em a try Figures I'm willin' to stay 'Cause I'm sick for your love

You really thought you were going to lose him and you really thought that he’d change and everything would be great, but nothing changed.

Your mind was playing games with you. You still didn’t trust Hendery, but you would shut up until you see him do something he shouldn’t. Every second of your day, you were scared to go out or call him. Scared to hear a female voice. Scared to see him cheating.

You acted like the perfect girlfriend. Always doing whatever he wanted you to, always having sex with him, whenever he wanted. Always shutting up when he told you to. You were slowly and painfully breaking apart.

It was your one-year anniversary and you planned something for him. You wanted to surprise him with his favorite cake and two tickets to Tokyo. He had told you when you were still getting to know each other, that it was his dream to go to Tokyo.

It was ten in the morning when you stopped in front of his frat house. Everyone was sleeping of course, it was a Sunday after all. This week it was his frat house having a party, last week it was another frat house.

You softly knocked on the door, a guy you had never seen before opened the door and he looked like he was awake the whole night.

“And you are?”

“Oh yeah sorry. I’m here for-“

“I don’t care. Come in.”

You entered and went upstairs. You were only two times here, but that was at the beginning of your relationship.

It was still early, Hendery was probably still asleep, but you wanted to spend the whole day with him.

That guy followed you up and when he saw your hand on Hendery’s door, he tried to stop you. “Hey! What are you doing?”

“I’m going to my boyfriend?” you said unsure.

“But this is Hendery’s room?” he was confused.

“Yeah I know. I’m his girlfriend?” Now you were confused too.

“What? Wait. I just remembered that he left earlier this morning. Come back later.”

And when you turned to him, you heard Hendery’s voice.

You pushed his hand away and opened the door, you had no idea why he was lying to you until you saw the reason with your own eyes.

Hendery completely naked with a girl, also naked, in his bed.

“What the fuck dude? Can’t you knock?!” Hendery shouted, but when he saw you standing there, he couldn’t move.

“I-I tried to stop here dude. I’m sorry.”

You looked at the guy and then back at Hendery. You dropped the cake and the letter with the tickets and turned around to leave as fast as you could. On your way down, you saw Lucas who immediately understood what just happened upstairs.

“Y/n. I’m so sorry-“

“Don’t. Don’t act like you care.” You said coldly before you left.

Hendery got dressed and ran after you, ignoring that random girl in his bed.

“Y/n! Wait!” he saw you walking faster, but your vision was too blurry to see anything.

“Don’t go, just listen to me please!” He ran faster and caught you with his hand. “Don’t touch me! Don’t fucking touch me or I’ll scream!” you were trying to push him away. “Please calm down, baby. Listen to me, please Y/n.” he begged.

“Fuck you.”

“I’m sorry. Please, I-I’m so sorry. I was so drunk I can’t remember anything I-“

“Shut up! Stop lying to me! You’re always lying, you’re always making me feel like it’s my fault, like I’m the one cheating and lying around! But it’s you! You’re fucking with my head so just go!”

You looked for a taxi, a bus, for anything just to get away from him, running was no option, he’d catch you.

“I love you, I’m sorry. Please just, calm down and listen-“

“I should’ve listened to them. Everyone told me that you were going to break my heart. Everyone told me you’re a fuckboy, that you don’t know what love is. I never needed you, there were so many people who wanted to go on dates with me. Nice and kind people who would never hurt me like you did, but I chose you. I decided to trust you and give you a chance. I’m so fucking stupid.” You were crying harder every passing second.

“D-Don’t say that baby. You love me, you need me as much as I need you. It was a stupid mistake. I only love you!” Hendery’s hands were trembling, he had never felt this way. The fear of losing someone was something he never wanted to feel, but he deserved it. He deserved to feel pain and you deserved someone better. But he would never let go of you. He loves you.

“Y-You accused me of c-cheating, but you were the one c-cheating! I felt like a crazy girlfriend, I was so paranoid! But I was right the whole time!”

“I’m sorry, please forgive me.” He whispered, tears rolling down his cheek.

After crying, yelling, and talking for an hour, you decided you needed to go home and be alone to clear your mind. You were still madly in love with Hendery, even though he broke your heart to thousands of pieces.

You didn’t see him for almost a week, but he was spamming you with texts and calling you every hour. He was determined to get you back, no matter what it costs. You didn’t tell anyone about what happened, you were too ashamed. How could you face your friends after they warned you every time?

You didn’t go to your classes, all you did was cry and cry.

Hendery held the tickets in his hands tightly. He was so mad that he destroyed everything. And when he read the letter in which you thanked him for loving you, thanked him for everything and told him how much you love him and the happy one-year anniversary written beautifully in your handwriting, broke his heart once again.

How could he hurt you? How could he do that to you?

What Hendery didn’t except to see is you knocking on his door two weeks after you caught him cheating. His face lit up with hope, but his heart arched as he saw how broken you looked.

“H-Hi. Do you want to come in?” he asked nervously.

You looked behind him, the memory of the girl in his bed was still haunting you.

“No, uhm, can we go outside?”

He nodded softly.

You were going to regret this decision, but you didn’t care at that moment.

After walking around for about ten minutes, you stopped and looked at him. Hendery looked back at you and you saw that he also cried.

“I’m still in love with you.” You said.

“I’m also still in l-love with you. I love you.” Hendery whispered.

“I know I shouldn’t, I know this is dumb, but-“

“B-But?” he wanted to hold you, he wanted to kiss you.

“I want to give you a second chance.”

It was the first time you saw Hendery this happy. He wasn’t even this happy when you went on your first date or when he asked you to be his girlfriend and you said yes.

“I- thank you, I won’t hurt you ever again, I promise you. I love you so so much. Thank you thank you thank you.” He pulled you in for hug, but it was still hard for you to hug him back.

Wish I could hurt you back Love, what would you do if you couldn't get me back? You're the one who's gonna lose Something so special, something so real Tell me boy, how in the fuck would you feel? If you couldn't get me back That's what I wish that I could do To you, you To you, you

This time, you were the cold one in the relationship. You rarely answered him back, met him just once or twice a week even though you weren’t doing anything special. You were being so distant and Hendery noticed, it hurt. It hurt him so much, he was so scared to lose you again.

He didn’t know what to do.

Hendery (17:10): Hey baby. Our frat is having a party tonight, do you want to come? Or we can go to the movies. I miss you and I love you.

You reread his text over and over again.

You weren’t going to lie, you missed him too, but you wanted to hurt him, just a little bit. You wanted to show him how you felt. How he treated you.

You (17:35): let’s go to the frat party

It was almost ten pm when you entered the party in a cute dress, you weren’t going to dress like Hendery wanted you anymore. Your body, your decision.

Hendery opened the door for you and leaned in to kiss you, but you turned your face and he kissed your cheek.

Another stab in Hendery’s heart.

“You look really pretty.” He got jealous, but he knew that acting jealous right now was wrong.

“Thanks.”

And after a couple hours, you were drunk and enjoying yourself. You danced and had so much fun, Hendery was bored and wanted to be the only one to watch you dance. He wanted to bring you upstairs and kiss you until he ran out of breath.

“I’m going to pee.” You told him.

“Do you want me to-“

“No I can go on my own.” You giggled. You were really drunk.

After doing your business in the bathroom upstairs, you bumped into Lucas. “Oh sorry- hi y/n.” he said. You looked at him. He knew, Lucas knew what Hendery did and he never told you. Lucas hurt you too and he knew it.

“Look, I’m really sorry about what happened and I know I should’ve told you but-“ before he could finish his sentence, you pressed your lips on his. It was just for two seconds. You pulled back immediately, before Lucas could realize what just happened. Yes, Hendery broke your heart, but you weren’t going to be like him, you couldn’t use Lucas, you couldn’t do the same mistake Hendery did.

“I-I’m sorry. I just…fuck.” You left him standing there and went back to Hendery. His eyes lit up when he saw you coming back to him. “Hi baby. Do you want to go? This party sucks-“

“I kissed Lucas. It was just for two seconds, I pulled away. I couldn’t do it. I wanted to hurt you b-but I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t c-cheat I-“ you started sobbing. Hendery softly led you outside, “I wanted you to feel like how I felt all the time. I want you to be scared to lose me, I want you to feel the same pain I feel. How would you feel If you couldn’t get me back? How would you feel If I cheated on you?” you cried out as you looked anywhere but Hendery.

You could hear him crying though, “I don’t want to lose you ever again, Y/n. I-I can’t believe I did this to you, you never deserved that a-and I love you. I love you so much and I would do anything to stop your pain. You’re so special- you mean so much to me and I fucked up so bad, but I promise you I won’t hurt you ever again. You have to believe me.”

He softly cupped your cheeks and looked you deep in the eyes, “I promise you Y/n. I won’t hurt you ever again. I love you so much, I can’t live without you. I need you by my side. And I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for hurting you. I love you and I will never hurt you again. Please give me a chance to make everything right.”

“Okay.” You nodded softly and he pulled you in for a hug, this time you hugged him back. “I love you so much, Y/n.”

One day you could say it back.

One day you’d be happy again.

Figures

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Can you please write another Lucas x male reader smut please? College AU with a size kink and sweat kink and the male reader becomes a dominant sub for a while and is bratty and bitchy which Lucas likes it when his bitch boys get all feisty

not a birthday cake

wong yukhei x male reader

cw: college au, size kink, sweat kink, dom reader for a moment, kinda brat reader, hair pulling (lucas receiving), slapping, blowjob, rimjob, face sitting, nipple play, degrading.

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"he's so fucking hot" thought lucas, who was watching y/n doing some stretching in the sports class, he was staring directly at his ass "that's a whole damn bakery" he went to y/n's side, bend over (lucas is 6'0 and y/n is smaller) and whispered to him "that's a lot of cake and it's not my birthday yet" y/n laughed and replied "oh really? thanks haha. this cake it's not for birthdays tho" he looked at lucas disgusted and went to the other side of the field.

the days passed and lucas was trying to convince y/n to let him use his pretty ass but he always denied. "you really like playing hard" said lucas, "maybe" replied y/n who was ready to leave but then lucas yelled at him something that made him stop "jokes on you, i like that shit" y/n kept walking so lucas wouldn’t see him blushing. deep down y/n wanted to feel lucas inside him since that day when he saw lucas wearing shorts and his bulge was notorious, he wasn't wearing underwear, it looked so big and fat that it made y/n drool at that moment. but he likes playing hard to get so here we are.

some days later the class was taking a vacational trip for a week and y/n has to share the dorm with lucas. "i'm hungry, can you give me some of that?" lucas signaled y/n's ass, "you won't be able to handle it, just give up" mocked y/n. "are you challenging me?" lucas stood up from his bed, "'cause i'd take the challenge gladly" he said coming closer to y/n who decided to rail him up more "nah, i don't think so. bet you won't be able to make me see stars" y/n ghosted his lips on lucas'. "bet" said the taller who went to lock the door.

y/n was riding lucas' face "if you wanted my cake that bad make sure to eat it good" he says sitting hard on lucas' face to make sure his tongue goes deep into his hole, the taller was just laughing seeing the bottom's attempt to dom him. when his hole was sloppy and agape y/n went to down to suck lucas' cock the manly musk of it making him feel dizzy wanting to taste from balls to head tracing every vein with his tongue. y/n sucked lucas for some minutes, leaving the cock wet to use it as a lub. he guided the tip to his hole and sunk in it little by little but then lucas just thrusted to put it all in at once making y/n shiver for the sudden stretch, "what happened mr. dom i thought i was the one who couldn't handle it".

y/n slapped lucas who licked his lips "shut the fuck up and suck them" he pulled lucas by his hair and guide his mouth to his nipples, lucas just sucked them and bite them without losing the pace of his thrust.

some time passed and lucas was fucking y/n against the wall, making sure to reach y/n's sweet spot with his tip all while y/n was licking the sweat off of the taller's neck "you're so fucking big in both size and height" exclaimed y/n tracing the bulging veins on lucas' arms with his fingers "destroy my hole lucas please" begged the small guy. lucas just laughed "look at you, acting like a slut now when you were so feisty and hard to get before. what. happened. to. the. original. plot." he says the last phrase with a hard thrust between each word. he grabs y/n's jaw so they can make eye contact "be glad i like my bitch boys like that or else i would've punished you already" y/n just nodded sticking his tongue out so lucas can suck it. 

lucas put y/n on the bed, face down and ass up and kept fucking him, making sure that y/n not only saw stars but the entire universe. he then puts one of his foot on y/n's head to fuck him more hard. he then just pull out his cock and watch y/n's whole clenching at nothing and spit inside of it to immediately put his dick back in and repeat everything from the beginning, skipping the spitting part this time. y/n started to jerk off feeling that familiar sensation in his stomach and came right at the spot when one of lucas' thrusts reached his sweet spot. when he was ready to cum, lucas lifts y/n up and makes him lean against his chest and whispers "ready to get that cake frosted with my cream whore?" with every thrust he does he slaps y/n's ass cheeks leaving them tinted in bright red and y/n just moaned like an impatient bitch waiting to get filled. finally he came and it was a lot, cum spilling out of y/n's hole and dripping down lucas' dick.

y/n fell down to the bed tired, "next time be careful when you challenge me. i never lose" said lucas licking y/n's ear and slapping his red ass "want me to put more baby batter inside you or want me to take out what you have inside already?" asked the older, seeing that y/n didn't answered he went to see him and see that he was sleeping already. man just laughed and thought "this vacational trip isn't bad after all" he grabbed wet wipes, cleaned y/n and left the bedroom to go find something to eat.

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Wings

Lucas x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Warning: Swearing, Smoking.

WC: 5k

Masterlist

A/N: Please excuse any grammatical errors please, I read it over but some things probably slipped through.

Lucas sunk into his bed, his brain was all over the place he couldn't help the ache in his heart. Nauen was the girl of his dreams, by all rights of the bro code she was his. He saw her first, she was his friend first and he liked her first, but somehow she was dating Hendery and had been for the past six months and both of them stayed oblivious to Lucas' festering feelings. They'd constantly invite him to hang out with them and because Lucas was a sucker for a bad time he'd always agree and go only to regret his entire existence by the end of the day.

It was his fault really, he should have told her how he felt but he didn't. Instead, he chickened out and now was stuck in the friend zone from hell.

"Lucas, we're going out to eat do you want to come with us?" Nauen had a sweet voice, he loved listening to her speak, lifting his head quickly to look at her as she poked her head into his room.

"FOOD!" Hendery yelled in a deep voice from the hall, "FOOD EAT WE!" He pushed into Lucas' room as well as Nauen giggled at his antics. Lucas laughed as well, a strained chuckle slipping past his lips as he looked at the couple.

"I can't actually." He replied and they both nodded, "You guys have fun though."

After they left his room, he stared at the ceiling. What the fuck was he doing with himself? He was Lucas for fucks sake. The guy that had girls flocking over him, but here he was pining after his friend's girlfriend. His own stomach grumbled not too long after, and he realized that even if he didn't go eat with them he still needed to eat something.

Pulling himself out of his bed he grabbed his coat. Getting wings from the small wing place around the corner was the way to go. He doubted the two of them would be there plus he wanted wings.

The place was quite literally a five-minute walk away from his dorms, pushing the door open he welcomed the warmth of the small shop. He ordered a large order of wings for himself, before settling into a table and waiting for his food.

He saw you before you saw him, you were immersed in whatever you were watching on your phone as you ate your wings. He'd never seen a girl eat like that, not in public at least. You had sauce all over your face, chewed food flying out of your mouth as you chewed with your mouth open. He didn't want to stare but he couldn't look away.

"What are you looking at?" You asked through a mouth full of chicken. Lucas was taken aback as you wiped at your mouth with your sleeve getting the sauce on your clothes.

"Uh, nothing sorry."

You scoffed and tossed a chicken-free bone into your plate grabbing another one and ripping at the chicken with your teeth. Lucas was kind of appalled and intrigued at the same time. You were back to your phone.

Lucas's order came in the next few minutes, he pulled his own phone out setting it on the table the same you had to watch something while he ate.

You grabbed his attention again when you threw your head back laughing loudly at whatever you saw, the food in your mouth on full display. Lucas looked away quickly but he found that looking away from you didn't last long. His eyes floating back to you again as you loudly hit the table. This time he couldn't look away when you cleaned off a bone dragging it out of your mouth and throwing it onto the plate.

"Why the fucking hell are you staring at me?!" You asked, your head cocking to the side as you raised an eyebrow at him. Lucas swallowed the half-chewed bite in his mouth as his eyes widened slightly.

He motioned to his face as he blinked. You blinked back at him, your expression turning into a sneer as you wiped at your face again.

"I don't need to impress you with how I eat okay." Lucas didn't know how to respond, he just sat there with his lips parted.

"I didn't say you needed to impress me." He replied after a long silence. You scoffed grabbing your drink and taking a large gulp.

"You men think that women should be perfect for you all the time well fuck that I'm over that."

"Okay."

"Okay!"

Lucas contemplated getting up and leaving, he could take his wings with him and eat at home but that would be tedious, he was already eating.

He didn't look at you again, kept his eyes on his phone but he couldn't concentrate on whatever was on his phone because for some reason you'd started chewing obnoxiously loudly.

Sighing, Lucas finished up his wings and got up to pay and leave. Outside he realized that Hendery and Nauen would be back by now, and he didn't really want to walk into the dorm and see them cuddling on the couch.

So he stopped by the side of the shop and pulled out a cigarette quickly lighting it. He barely took a puff and you came barreling out the shop. You were bundled up in a huge jacket, a scarf wrapped around your head. Lucky you were clean.

"Your smoking?" You asked, judgment laced into your words. Lucas raised an eyebrow at you before taking another puff.

"That would be what this is yes." He answered.

You scoffed, "And you had the audacity to judge the way I ate."

"I didn't judge the way you ate, I mean you eat like a starved caveman but why would I care I don't even know you."

You rolled your eyes and walked past him.

"Smoking kills you know." You said as you walked away. He stared at your back before scowling at the ground and tossing his cigarette before snubbing it.

Shoving his hands into his pocket he also made his way towards home. Home just happened to be in the same direction you were going, he didn't want to stare at the back of your head so he slowed down and looked at the ground as he walked.

"Why are you following me you creep?" Lucas looked up shocked again as you stopped in front of him turning around with a finger pointed in his direction.

"I'm not following you." He deadpanned.

"I know who you are you know?" You stated.

"Lucas from that group, what the fuck are you all called?"

"NCT," Lucas muttered under his breath.

"Whatever I don't care, I also don't care that you're famous. So stop following me, I don't owe you anything. If yo-"

"Oh my god lady. I'm just trying to go home." Lucas said cutting you off. You looked away from him, hear rising to you cheeks. Lucas would have thought it was cute if you weren't kinda crazy.

"I don't care if you don't like me either." He added, looking down at you.

"Oh."

"Yeah."

You turned away from him and continued to walk. A couple of seconds later when there was enough space between the two of you Lucas continued to walk as well.

"Why are you sulking?" You asked again stopping in front of him.

"What?" Lucas asked stopping a couple of steps back from you. This was the longest five-minute walk he'd ever been on.

"Yeah, dude you're sulking. You were at the wing place, and you are now." You said.

"So you went from accusing me of wanting you to impress me, to being your stalker to being depressed?" He asked.

"Not depressed, because depression is no joke. I'm accusing you of sulking, throwing a pity party type sulking." Lucas narrowed his eyes at you.

"I'm not doing that." He replied you giggled.

"Yes, you are. What is it? Did you not get enough girls to swoon over you?" You teased.

"No."

"Are you sulking because I'm not swooning over you?" This time Lucas laughed.

"You're crazy you know that." He said and continued to walk. You settled into step beside him.

"So you don't think I'm gonna kidnap you anymore?" He teased. You shook your head.

"I never did, plus now I wanna know what's got your big pop star brain all down in the dumps." You said as you kept up with his stride. "I mean also you should be worried a little more about me being crazy you know, doesn't your group have a lot of enthusiastic fans?" Lucas balked at your words understanding what you were implying.

But you laughed.

"But don't worry like I said I don't give a fuck about you or your precious boy band."

Lucas didn't know what to make of your words until you shoved him lightly.

"No seriously, if I was one of them why would I joke about it." Lucas stared at you as his steps slowed. "Oh my god, I'm joking I swear." You insisted. You rolled your eyes and began to walk away from him.

"Never mind you and your sulky behaviour pretty boy. I hope I never see you again."

Lucas let you walk away.

Three days later, and Lucas was stuck on the couch next to Nauen and Hendery again. Some crime comedy playing on-screen but none of them were watching. Nauen and Hendery were too busy feeling each other up. Lucas didn't know if they thought they were being sly or if they just didn't care that he was there, but he was over it.

Pretending to stretch he got up. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and sighed.

"Oh, shit guys I gotta be somewhere you guys finish the movie. I'll see you guys later." He badly lied and walked out of the apartment, he didn't have his coat but he had on a hoodie. It would have to be enough.

Dragging his feet he found himself at a random drug store, the bright florescent lights a contrast against his mood. Aimlessly wandering through isles he tried to keep his mind from wandering back to the living room.

"Are you stalking me?" Your voice startled him. You were bent over a box with a name tag on your apron.

"No." He answered quietly. "You work here?" The question flying out of his mouth before he could think about how it sounded.

You scoffed, "Not all of us can be pretty boys that get paid to jump around on a stage."

You stood up holding a hand full of smaller boxes and began lining them up on the shelf.

"I watched an interview of you. You're a lot happier on camera." You said, "I'm just gonna assume it's fake. Because you're a real downer to be around."

Lucas shuffled from one foot to the other, taking in your features. You were pretty, and if he wasn't in love with a girl he couldn't have he'd have been all over you. Despite how you ate those wings a few days ago.

"It's not fake. I typically am happy." He replied.

"So you admit. You're sulking." Lucas shrugged, you were looking at him still. So he focused on the way you stuck your tongue out slightly as you carefully positioned the boxes.

"Is it work?" You asked bending down and grabbing more boxes.

Lucas should be more cautious around in the back of his mind the thought did occur to him that you in fact could be stalking him, but he didn't feel like you were. He just wasn't getting the vibe.

"Not work."

"A girl?" When Lucas didn't reply you turned your head to him, amused shock painting your features.

"The big mega k-pop artist is sulking over a girl?" You were mocking him. He shook his head and moved past you, why did he even let you know anyway, he didn't even know you.

For some reason, you followed him.

"What happened, she dumped you for someone more famous?" He rolled his eyes and turned into the next aisle.

"Oh-oh, she told you that you weren't her type?" He knew that he could walk out and you wouldn't follow him, but he continued down the same aisle looking at the shelves mindlessly.

"She chose your friend over you?" Lucas flinched when the words left your mouth and you clapped your hands loudly an 'a-ha' leaving your mouth.

Lucas stopped and grabbed a face pack off the counter staring at the packaging, not reading anything it said.

"I mean it's okay, really, normal people get rejected all the time."

Lucas nodded not being able to look at you.

"Just move on." You added before heading back towards the aisle you were working in.

"If only she wasn't over all the time." He muttered.

He didn't want to go back to the dorm. He did actually but he couldn't, he'd made it seem like he would be gone for a while. So he couldn't just walk back into the apartment not yet at least it hadn't been long enough.

So he walked to the park, sitting in the swing he kicked himself back and forth. He would take his phone out and scroll on his social media's but it was kind of cold so he stuck to keeping his hands in his pocket.

"Lucas?!" Nauen's voice broke through his thoughts, at first he thought he was hallucinating and cursed himself for liking her that much, but upon his name being repeated, he looked around and saw Nauen and Hendery walking towards him.

"You had to be at the park?" Hendery asked looking at him confused. Lucas looked over at his friends, his mouth opening then closing at a loss for what to say.

"He's on a date." Lucas whipped his head around, you were standing a few feet back holding two cups of a hot drink. You smiled at him before walking over and handing him a cup.

He gingerly took it, looking up at you still speechless.

"Right Lucas?" You asked, your smile growing.

"Y-yeah," He nodded turning his head back towards Hendery and Nauen.

"Date?" Nauen asked her eyebrows furrowing as she took you in.

"Yup fifth one." You said slinging your arm around his neck as you leaned down towards him mindful of the drinks you both held.

"And you never told us?" She seemed offended, Lucas tilted his head so that he could see the side of your face, catching your amused smile.

"It was new." He replied his eyes still on you. How did you appear at the right time? And why did you say that?

You nodded and took a sip of your drink.

"Well how about we get some dinner together then. Hendery and I were just heading to get some wings."

"No!" Lucas said before thinking. Everyone looked at him, making him laugh awkwardly, "I mean no wings I can't watch her eat wings again."

"Okay, how about BBQ then?" Hendery asked.

"We're in." You answered before Lucas could get any more words out.

Nauen chose a place not too far however on foot it took a couple of minutes. Lucas trailed behind Nauen and Hendery walking alongside you.

"What are you doing?" He asked, he couldn't understand why you were doing this.

"Helping you, that's the girl you like right?" You asked. Lucas didn't reply just looked at the back of Nauen's head as she leaned into Hendery.

"I'll help you get over it." You claimed.

"Why?"

You looked up at him, eyes narrowed and your lips tilting up.

"I want to see the happy Lucas that you said existed." And for some reason for a second Lucas couldn't breathe.

The BBQ place was not that busy, and you all piled into your seats. Lucas watched you as you read over the menu trying to see what you wanted to eat.

"So how did you two meet?" Nauen asked as she grabbed the water they had been given and took a small sip.

"Over wings." You answered, "At the place by the park."

Nauen nodded, "How'd he ask you out?"

"He said, 'wanna eat together?' And that marked out the first date."

Lucas let out a dry laugh thinking back to the way you ate wings, your words echoing in his head. I don't need to impress you.

"He actually did that?" She inquired, Lucas narrowed his eyes at her. Why was she giving the third degree?

"I actually did, her caveman-like acts of eating the chicken were very… intriguing I just had to ask." He said finally replying.

Lucas was shocked at how well that dinner ended up going, you kept up with the conversation making sure that everything that the two of you said made sense. Lucas found himself watching you a lot more than he thought he would. He was shocked, and even though Nauen sat in front of him and his heart clenched every time she looked at Hendery he realized he was distracted by you. That on a regular day he would have hated this dinner a lot more than he did.

"Hey, give me your number," Lucas said pulling you to him as you both left the place. You looked up at his face and chuckled.

"Ahh, lover boy wants my number?" You teased but nonetheless grabbed at his phone and put your number in it.

"I'll see you around I guess." You said and walked off.

"You're not walking her home?" Nauen asked walking up to Lucas, he just laughed because he didn't know what else to say. You were already halfway down the block.

So he looked at your contact for a second before opening messages and texting you.

Lucas: Let me know when you get home

You sent him back an emoji with its tongue out.

Lucas walked home trailing behind the couple again as they laughed and talked about whatever they wanted to talk about, and without wanting to Lucas fell back into the place in his head that wanted to be in Hendery's spot. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he had to make a conscious effort to pull him out of his head and take his phone out of his pocket.

It was another text from you.

You: Stop thinking about her loser you'll never get over her if you don't even try.

Lucas: How do you even know I'm thinking about her.

You: Your spending time with her, I just assumed.

Lucas: I'm trying though…

You: Try harder.

Lucas sighed but tucked his phone back into his pocket after sending you back the same emoji with its tongue out that you had sent him earlier. He'd try harder then.

So Lucas watched a movie with Winwin in their room, he played a couple of rounds of video games with Yangyang he even tried to meditate. But when his head hit his pillow hours later his mind drifted back to Nauen.

Rolling on to his back Lucas grabbed his phone and pulled up his chat with you.

Lucas: I tried and failed.

The bubbles to indicate that you were typing appeared on the screen and a second later a text popped up.

You: Are you with her?

Lucas: No.

You: Well dang, okay I have an idea. Come over. Bring booze.

Lucas stared at the text you'd just sent. Should he go over at his hour? His phone went off again a text from you. Your address.

He didn't know you at all, was it a good idea to go to a stranger's house.

His brain was beginning to hurt from all the overthinking, what could even go wrong? Willing his brain to stop rambling at him he got out of his bed and made his way to the kitchen quickly grabbing the bottle of vodka he'd stalked there not long ago.

You didn't live that far from him, which wasn't a shock since your work was close by and it also made sense why you were at the small restaurant the first time he'd ever seen you.

You opened the door for him after his first knock, pulling him in quickly as you grumbled about the cold. He smiled down at you tepidly as he took you in.

You were in small sleeping shorts and a full-sleeved shirt, in love with another girl or not Lucas couldn't lie and say that it didn't stir a few thoughts in his head.

"Well come on take off your shoes." You said, taking the bottle of vodka from his hand. Coughing awkwardly he did so, before following you to the small living room you had. You motioned for him to sit as you ran into the kitchen and grabbed two shot glasses.

"Want to play 21 questions?" You asked as you settled onto the floor by his leg. He thought it was a little odd but then he realized that you weren't all that normal.

"Sure." He replied anything to help him not think about Nauen or your shorts.

"Okay, I'll start, drink if you don't want to answer." You said moving his shot glass in front of him, "When was the last time you had sex?"

Lucas narrowed his eyes at you, of course, you would ask that. And of course, he would be embarrassed of his answer.

"A year." He answered, you looked up at him shocked.

"A year?" You repeated in question. Lucas groaned and leaned back into the couch

"Don't judge me. Moving on to you when was the last time you had sex?" He asked

"Maybe two months ago?" You said as you squinted at the wall. Lucas nodded his head not knowing how to react to the answer you gave him.

Instead of saying anything he reached for the alcohol and poured himself a shot before downing it quickly and refilling his glass.

He looked down at you and motioned for you to move your shot glass closer to his so he could fill it for you.

You took the shot and held it up for him, he grabbed his and clinked the small glass against yours before both of you downed them. Grimacing as the alcohol burned down your throat you grabbed for your TV remote. Pulling up YouTube to put on some music.

"Okay, my turn," you said, "if you weren't all hung on Nauen would you have head sex more this past year?" You asked him, your body twisting so that you could easily look up at him.

Lucas contemplated what you said before slowly nodding.

"Yeah probably." You nodded your head. The music filling the now silence that was between you too. Lucas realized that this was a little awkward still, so he leaned over to the table again grabbing for his shot glass and yours. He filled another round and passed you yours, both of you quickly downing them.

You were usually very talkative so he was confused as to why you were so speechless right now. Maybe it was because it was so late.

You two continued to ask each other questions trying to stifle the air surrounding the two of you, more shots were taken and at some point, you got up complaining about your ass.

He leaned his head back on the couch his mouth falling open slightly as he watched you get up and stretch. His eyes wandering down your body.

"Fuck." He groaned as his dick involuntarily answered your actions. Your head snapped to him upon hearing him curse, your eyes hooded you were clearly drunk. Not that he wasn't.

You took in his state before your eyes glued themselves to his.

"Last question Lucas." You stated your voice falling heavily into his ears.

"Last question Y/N." He mimicked back, his hands fisting at his sides as his fingers twitched with longing to touch you.

"Do you want me?" You asked.

Lucas groaned at your question as you took a step closer to him. His hands no longer staying at his side, they gripped your hips pulling you into his lap so that your heat was rubbing against his erection in an instant.

"Fuck your damn shorts." He growled at you as his hands began to move up and down your hot skin pushing your shirt up so that he could feel more of your skin.

You moaned, your arms roping around his broad shoulders. His lips hovered right under yours, if he moved his head just a little bit he'd have your lips. He'd taste the vodka on your tongue, working himself up with his thoughts he shot up towards you. He was rough, his hands moving to the back of your head as his lips moved against yours.

Your hips began to move against his frantically. Making him cruse into the kiss, one of his hands moving to grab your hip to keep you still. He could feel the heat in his stomach growing, he didn't want to be the guy that shot his load in his pants.

Pulling back from your lips he looked up at you panting, you licked your lips, making them shine as you looked down at him your eyes full of lust rivalling him.

"Slow down baby." He said the words coming out breathy. You smirked down at him, pushing your lips back against him, and you kissed him slowly. Your hips moving against his at a much slower pace. His cock twitched in his pants when you finally trailed your hands down into his sweats grabbing at his length and slowly stroking him.

"Fuck," You moaned into his mouth. "I want you in my mouth."

Lucas closed his eyes, your words affecting him more than he wanted to let on. Dropping to your knees in between his legs he let you pull his erection out of his sweats, only helping you to move his sweats out of the way.

His eyes were glued to you as you stroked him with your hands a few times, spitting on him, helping earn a low moan from him. His hands grabbed at your hair when your tongue shot out and licked at his tip, your eyes staring up at him. His chest was rising and falling with each laboured breath he took. His head falling back when you sunk down on his length, the heat of your mouth enveloping him. His hand tightened in your hair and he tried his best not to push you down on his cock. Even though he wanted to so badly.

You moaned around him the vibrations shooting a sharp heat through him as you took more of him into your mouth, slowly, before pulling back and swirling your tongue around his tip.

Lucas opened his eyes and looked down at you again, taking in your swollen lips and the spit on your chin as you used your hands to work him before drawing him back into your mouth.

Lucas was so close. He knew he wasn't going to last long from the beginning, but he didn't think it would be this soon either. His hips on there own accord stuttered up into your mouth making you gag around him. The sensation throwing him over the edge as he came into your mouth. His eyes closing and his head once again falling back.

You lewdly moaned as you swallowed. His own moans were louder than yours as he relented to his high, letting it course through his body as before he opened his eyes and looked down at you.

You licked at your lips before whipping your mouth with the back of your hand as he pulled you back up into his lap. His mouth hot against yours the moment he had you properly situated where he wanted you.

"Fuck baby." He said as his hand moved to your core, pushing your shorts and panties aside. A long slender finger moving through your folds. You panted down at him as he pulled his hand back up to his face wanting to see how wet you were for him.

You moaned when he pushed the finger into his own mouth before letting his hand return to your heat. Soft curses fell from your lips when he slowly curled his finger up into you, his thumb gently rubbing down onto your clit. Your hips bucked against his hand as he moved his hand on you at a painfully slow pace.

"Faster, please." You whined letting your head fall into the crook of his neck where you pressed hot wet kisses.

He picked up his pace as he added another finger stretching you. He relished in the way you breathed into his neck heavily, accompanying the sound of his fingers moving in and out of you. He could tell you were close when your walls clenched around his fingers, your pussy gripping them tightly forcing his pace to slow only a fraction.

Your moans drawing out breathier as you toed the edge. Lucas smirked as he ground his thumb against your clit harder and faster, forcing your back to arch as you came on his fingers.

Your lips parting in a breathy moan that was music to his ears as you shuddered in his lap. Pulling your flush against him, he slowly drew his hand away from you before moving his hand to yours. mouth. You quickly drew his digits into your mouth sucking on them with your eyes closed.

His mouth replaced his fingers as he kissed you again, his mouth lazily moving against yours as you relaxed into him.

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Lucas stared at your text, it was simple. "We should do that again." Accompanied by a winking emoji. His thumb hovered over the keys as Nauen's laughter fluttered over to him accompanied by Hendery's loud laugh. Lucas stared up at his door for a second. They were watching a movie again today, as usual, an invitation had come his way but he had declined.

He couldn't stay like this forever, Nauen was dating his best friend, and that was that. He couldn't sit around like this hoping for whatever he was hoping forever.

He typed his response out making sure he didn't have any typos in the text before he sent it.

Lucas: Let me buy you dinner first.

You: Wings?

Lucas: No. No wings.

You: Fine.

A/N: PLEASE, please, please let me know what you think. I love to hear your guys thoughts! Any constructive constructive criticism is also welcome! Please don’t hesitate to tell me your thoughts. Thank you so much for reading it, i really hope you guys enjoyed it!

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We’re Still Friends | Jaemin

«« genre »» love triangle, romance, angst

«« pairings »» ex!jaemin x reader, lucas x reader

«« warnings »» alcohol consumption, cursing, slight angst

«« summary »» your ex jaemin came to see you sing at the local bar in the neighborhood you both grew up at, and although his emotions get the best of him, he slowly realizes he’s not the only one who’s heart youve encaptured.

«« song/inspiration »» we’re still friends (originally by donny hathaway) performed by amy winehouse <3

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Your fingers and knees trembled. Your stomach was doing cartwheels and backflips inside you as you waited for your time slot to arrive. You only had 5 minutes until it was time for you to go on stage.

This wasn’t your first time. Not at all.

You’d been singing at the local Prai Grove Bar for just over 5 months. Every Tuesday and Friday. You didn’t like to brag about it, but you’d grown quite the following and small fan base because of it. The bar had become like a second home to you, as odd as it seemed. You’d even met your current boyfriend, Lucas, there.

Lucas hadn’t ever come to see you sing before because he’s usually busy with work or taking care of his sisters. But tonight, he was here. Yet, that wasn’t what was making your entire body fail.

The only thing that made things different about tonight, was that your ex-boyfriend, Na Jaemin, was back in town from his studies overseas. You hadn’t seen him since the day he left, and boy was that emotional. He’d promised that he would never fall in love with another like he did with you. You called him foolish and urged him to at least try to move on. You knew it would be a harder strain on the relationship to stay together rather than break up and leave it on good terms.

It didn’t feel like good terms at the moment, because there was more arguing than intended, but there really wasn’t any bad blood. You knew that you both had to go your separate ways.

If the universe brought you back together, then so be it, but why wait for each other when there’s so much time that could be spent on other things?

Yet, here you were. In the women’s restroom, checking your hair and makeup for the 50th time that night. Suddenly, the door swung open, causing you to jump slightly and spin around to look at the culprit. It was only your best friend, Lisa. “Hey! You’re on in like two minutes! Let’s go!”

You swallowed hard and took one last look in the mirror. “I don’t look like shit, do I?”

At this, she cackled, “No, now come on! I just gave Mr. Brown the new sheet music and he can’t just perform the song without the singer, can he?” You shrugged at her statement and quickly begin walking out of the bathroom and into the crowded bar.

Lisa followed quickly behind you. “You seen Jaemin yet tonight?”

Her nosy question made you grunt out a small, “No.”

“Okay, ladies, gentlemen, and variations thereof, I’d like you all to give a warm inviting welcome to our main act of the night,” Dani, the hostess, said into the mic, extending a hand outwards towards your direction, “the delectable, the beautiful, Y/N!”

Indeed, the crowd roared around you with applause and Lisa nudged you towards the stage, cheering along with them, “You better go baby girl!”

You couldn’t help but grin as you made your way onto the stage and waved to the faces surrounding you. You quickly took a scan around to see—

Of course, he stuck out like a sore thumb. And it made your stomach knot up. Lucas, your boyfriend, the guy you’ve been slowly loving more and more every day, was sitting two seats away from Jaemin.

Jaemin, your ex of 5 years, on & off, the man who once owned your heart and soul and made you swoon with just a simple smile.

You made eye contact with him. He slowly grinned at you and took a sip of his beer.

Remembering where you were, you quickly cleared your throat and looked over to Mr. Brown, the pianist of the night. Your eyes quickly connect to the floor as you gather your courage. “Um, there’s someone here tonight who hasn’t seen me sing here before, who I absolutely adore,” you giggled to yourself and looked up to Jaemin once more, “and uh, yeah, this one’s for him.” You finally shifted your eyes to Lucas, and your heart melted into oblivion.

He smiled proudly and blew a kiss. You then gave the ‘ok’ to Mr. Brown and the song began.

“Hello friend, How has it been…? Ain’t it wonderful You’ve got a friend…”

You tilted your head, gazing directly at Lucas, grinning. He took a sip of his drink and adjusted himself in his seat.

“And though we’ve changed, in our endeavors… I found we still, have some things in common”

Your gaze shifted once more, looking to Jaemin, whose smile turned into a smug yet beautiful smirk. He looked like how he used to, once upon a time, when you were still together. It’s the same look he would give you before making a snarky remark and kissing you.

“Now ain’t it strange… and wonderful, we’re still friends…”

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After you finished your performance, you were applauded off the stage, and you were greeted by Lucas helping you off stage. “You were incredible up there, baby,” he sighed, bringing you closer to him. You grinned up at him and slid your hand up his chest happily. “I had no idea you had a voice like that!”

“Thank you, Xuxi,” you giggled and leaned into him, receiving a deeply passionate kiss. His arms snaked around you, lifting you off of the ground, and causing you to erupt in a laugh riot. As he sat you down, he pressed another kiss to your forehead and cleared his throat. You looked in the direction he was looking and nearly dropped at the moment.

“Hey.” Jaemin greeted both of you with a genuine smile and looked at you with an eyebrow quirked. “That was amazing, what you did up there.”

“Thanks…” you trailed off, feeling yourself slightly slip out of Lucas’s grip. You took in his appearance. He still has the same babyface, but yet you can still tell he’s matured. He’s gotten taller than you; significantly taller than you’d last seen him. Maybe you shrunk? No, he definitely grew. His hair was longer, and it slightly made you want to run your hair through it. Just like you used to.

The feeling of Lucas’s fingers slipping into your own made you come back to Earth and clear your throat. “Luc, this is Jaemin! Jae, this is my boyfriend, Lucas.” You introduced the two.

They shook hands briefly and Lucas looked at you with a small smile. “This is Jaemin, your ex, right?”

“That’s me,” he spoke with confidence, looking mostly at you, “the one and only.” You knew it would be a risk to have them in the same area. Jaemin’s cockiness and need to claim you still hadn’t left, after all these years.

Lucas could already tell where this was going, so he decided to end it there. “Baby, I’m gonna go get your stuff, ‘kay?” You looked up at him with a smile and nodded, rubbing the back of his hand with your thumb for reassurance. He placed a quick kiss on your temple before disappearing into the crowd and leaving you with Jae.

“He’s a catch isn’t he?”

You rolled your eyes at the incoming jealousy. “Yes, he is, actually.” You smiled small at Jaemin, knowing he couldn’t hold his front up for long. Of course, he broke into laughter and pulled you into a hug.

A long-awaited, warm, melancholic embrace. You rubbed his back and pressed your cheek into his chest. “I missed you, angel.”

The nickname made the circus inside you start up once again, yet you declined the feeling and slipped out of his arms. “Missed you too, Na. So how was studying overseas? Meet anyone new?” you asked- hoping, praying, wishing, that he would mention having a new lover.

“Not anyone worth mentioning,” he sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets. “I told you, you’re it for me, Y/N. I know waiting didn’t seem like a good option but I just couldn’t be with anyone else knowing you were still here and I still wanted you. I mean, hell, I still do.”

Your heart felt heavy at his confession, yet you tilted back and forth on your feet. “I know. I’m sorry, Ja—”

“No, there’s no need to apologize,” he chuckled and shook his head, “you’re happy, babe. That’s all I could ever ask for and want for you. Seriously.”

You couldn’t help but smile fondly at him. If there’s anything he learned while he was gone, selflessness must’ve been one of them.

“Alright, I got your stuff,” Lucas sighed, returning with your bag and jacket in hand. “Lisa said she’ll meet you later tonight at our place. Everything okay over here?”

Jaemin looked at Lucas with an intense yet friendly stare, almost intimidating. “Everything’s good, just take care of her for me, yeah?” You leaned into Lucas and smiled up at him.

He responded, “Always, man.”

As you both began to exit, you looked back to see Jaemin at the bar, ordering another drink. You locked eyes one final time, and you felt every emotion in your body nearly burn you from the inside out. He gave a small head nod and held up his pinky finger. Your only response was the same.

On the inside of your pinky, laid a small tattoo of the word ‘one’. Jaemin had the words, ‘and only’ on the inside of his. You two got matching tattoos a few months before he’d left. Sometimes you forgot about it, but deep in the middle of the nights, he was all you could think about.

“Y/N? You comin’?” Lucas’s voice brought you back. You tore your gaze away from Jaemin to look up at your waiting boyfriend. You smiled small and nodded, allowing him to lead you out.

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Your Hand Looks Pretty Heavy, Let Me Hold It For You

Item: Desert

Server: Lucas Wong

Customer Name:☕ Anon

Description: Just a normal day with your boyfriend: snuggling, watching Christmas movies and...comparing hand sizes?

Allergen Warning/TW: None

Price: 235

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Because the sweltering heat forced Lucas and you to stay at home, you did what any reasonable person would do: turned up the AC and watched Netflix Christmas movies. You and Lucas were snuggling on the couch, watching Home Alone for the thousandth time... or at least you were; Lucas had lost interest and was now tracing shapes onto the back of your hand.

"Hey, babe. Do you know how small your hands are compared to mine?" Lucas says, placing his palm up against yours to compare.

"Hmmm...Yeah," you answer absently, your attention still on the movie.

"Look!" he exclaims, curling the tops of his fingers over yours, "My fingers almost completely cover yours."

You glance away from the screen and giggle at his amusement.

"We probably are the funniest couple in Korea. My hands are like giant trees, while yours resemble tiny flowers that surround mine."

You throw your head back at his analogy, laughter bubbling out of you. Lucas joins in your mirth, and the two of you sit there, dissolving into tear-inducing laughter. When the moment passes, Lucas's face softens as he re-grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers before bringing them to his lips to place a soft kiss.

"I love how your hands fit so perfectly in mine. I'm so lucky you're mine."

You smile back, softly squeezing his hand, your eyes twinkling at his words, and respond, "Me too."

Inspired by that Mark and Lucas live a while ago

Thank you so much for requesting this ☕ anon. I hope you love it as much as I loved writing it (I had the stupidest smile on my face). Also thank you so much ☕ Anon for being my first request and for reading that super long request guideline :D