CANT HANDLE THIS N.JM.

CAN’T HANDLE THIS — N.JM.

SUMMARY. how are you supposed to explain that you and na jaemin started dating just to prove each other wrong and ended up catching feelings.

PAIRING.na jaemin x female! reader GENRE. strangers to lovers, college! au, matchmaking! au, yet another richkid! au, jaemin is an asshole again, romance, humor. WARNINGS.excessive swearing, a near death experience, drinking and smoking, more than a handful of illegal shit, mentions of vomit, blood, violence, too much sexual tension it’s unhealthy, again jaemin is kind of a dick but he’s an attractive dick, jaemin also likes it when you tell him his personality is trash. WORD COUNT. 16k TAGLIST. @alwayswithjaemin @carelessshootanonymous @sundamariis @nominsgirl @shentingz @jvjsssnaa @neozws @urfavtallgirl @dakneeee @wonforgyu @fullsunbabe @luv4jeno @rxnexxi @argooose @jaemsushi​ @stopeatread​ @lovesuhng​ @jaehyunicrecream @byunbaekcult​ @haedgaf​ @sehunniepot​ @lebrookestore​ @ghouerry​ @lanadreamie @rum-gone-why​ @ririlovesrenjun​

NOTE. upon posting the preview, this was already set out to be a one-dimensional word vomit on my most favorite guilty pleasure— jaemin being a weirdo and an asshole— but as i kept writing, i accidentally gave it a little more depth and development and oopsies. there’s 6k more words than the estimation. but this is still essentially plotless, mindless, and self-indulgent. 

hope you enjoy this characterization of jaemin because i do. way too much. this is the first long fic i’ll be posting after a year of inactivity so feedback would be appreciated haha i’m so fucking nervous to publish this hope u all like it.

“Do I really have to go with you?”

You see, when your parents told you you were going to have dinner together with the family of your dad’s friend— explicitly mentioning that their son, who just happened to be the same age as you, would be joining— you already knew that this isn’t going to be an innocent dinner.

They think they’re slick. They act like they haven’t already done this five times before. You’re getting sick and tired, and you express your dissent once more while entering your dad’s car, pretending like you have a choice on the matter as if you hadn’t already prettied yourself up as per your mother’s request.

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— game over ⟢

a minwon streamer au!

★ FEATURING; wonwoo x afab!reader x mingyu

★ STATUS; ongoing

★ TAGS; streamer/gamer au, eventual poly, enemies to fuck buddies to lovers (wonu), friends to lovers (gyu), in denial wonu and gyu, sex tapes, angst, smut (MINORS DNI)

★ NOTES; i honestly should've made a masterlist for this little passion project a long time ago, but since we're finally introducing gyu into the mix, might as well do it now :^) it feels nice to finally pick up a series i started in january lol

— main story ✧

✧ one: underlying pretense ✧

word count: 10.3k words

summary: being two of the most popular streamers across the board, your subscribers often speculate if your constant bickering with wonwoo has some underlying pretense. little did they know, the two of you have everything on display on a single, unsuspecting twitter account. 

tags: fuck buddies, not quite enemies to lovers but it’s the thought that counts, streamer!wonwoo, streamer!reader, attempt at humor, smut

✧ two: favorite poison ✧

word count: 15.5k words

summary: no strings attached sex is easy. catching feelings for a person you supposedly hate is hard. it’s in times like this when wonwoo wishes he can set the dial to his life on easy mode forever, but everyone knows he’s nothing if not stubbornly competitive.

tags: fuck buddies, not quite enemies to lovers, streamer!wonwoo, streamer!reader, attempt at humor, in denial!wonwoo, angst, smut

✧ three: caught in the middle ✧

word count: 15.8k words

summary: mingyu knows. he’s perfectly aware that his best friend’s girlfriend is the last person he should end up wanting. but who is he to refuse when wonwoo invites him to join something he never thought he could ever be part of?

tags: established relationship, streamer au, one-sided pining (or is it!!!), lots of guilt-ridden thoughts, fluff, angst, smut

✧ four: too much of a good thing ✧

word count: 15.6k words

summary: contentment is something that mingyu has never really struggled with. he basks in what he's given and doesn't really ask for more. but when the lines start to blur between him and everyone's favorite power couple, he arrives at quite an impasse.

tags: established relationship, streamer au, one-sided pining (or is it!!!), fluff, mild angst, smut

✧ five: coming soon! ✧

— side stories ✧

⤷ 02:35 | bf!wonwoo getting jealous over some cosplay sent by your fans and sponsors

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to be loved is to be known | suna rintarou x reader

you're in love with suna. you think suna's in love with someone else. he's not.

slight angst, happy endings, and miscommunications atsumu is sexy reader is gn wc: 1481

It is dusk and warm and just barely humid when you realize you don’t know Suna Rintarou at all. 

You know that Suna likes chuupets and volleyball and his dingy digital camera with the cracked screen. His left eye twitches slightly when he lies, he always ties his right shoe before his left, and he keeps forgetting to buy pencil lead despite preferring mechanical pencils over traditional. He likes the rain. Can’t bite into ice cream. Wool scarves over fleece, seven followers on his private Twitter, and is always late because he likes feeding the stray cats in the alley next to the Family Mart with the good sausages. 

What you didn’t know is that Suna Rintarou is in love. You find out from Kita Shinsuke, who tells Aran after practice, a conversation not meant for your ears but gracing them nonetheless as you stand before the entrance to the gymnasium. You feel a dryness in your throat and a sting in your eyes as Kita shares that Suna is not only in love but had confessed to someone. Maybe it’s your divine punishment for eavesdropping. Maybe it’s rotten luck. Because, coincidentally, and horribly so, you’ve been in love with Suna Rintarou ever since you met him. 

So when Suna walks up from behind you, back from the vending machine, and asks you why you’re lingering outside and staring at Kita with that look on your face, you lie. 

“I have a crush on Shinsuke.” You blurt out. 

He blinks. Once. Twice. And stares. 

The longer Suna stares at you under the grey, purplish-pinkish sky with his hands shoved into his pockets and his left eye twitching, you realize you don’t know him at all. Because Suna, in all his indifference and nonchalance, looks hurt. You see something flit beneath his eyes, but you’ve never been good at reading people. So you settle on the idea that it’s something less than betrayal but more than indifference, and you don’t know why your heart’s beating so fast and sinking, pitter pattering and twisting in your stomach. 

You feel sick. 

“You like Kita-san,” He says, and it comes out as a statement, not a question. He blinks a third time, and as the look in his eyes disappears as quickly as it came, you decide you much prefer the hurt or the discomfort or the something over the blank apathy that he’s looking you over with now. “You have a crush on Kita… Shinsuke.” He finishes, and you can’t hear the bitterness in his voice over the shrill of your heart. 

You’ve always liked Suna’s eyes but tonight you like the pavement more, and as you stare a hole into the concrete beneath you, you ignore how your feet are fidgeting and your palms are sweaty and how Rintarou is hovering over you. 

“Mhm,” You squeak, tearing your eyes from the asphalt with the cracks and an ugly pill-bug on the ground. As you look up to grey eyes and dark hair, you wish that loving Suna Rintarou was harder. 

“I’m, uh, I’m going to tell Shinsuke tomorrow.” You say, Shinsuke’s name foreign on your tongue compared to the warmth and honey that Rintarou’s tastes like. I’m in love with you and this is a bad idea, you think. I like you, not Kita, is what you don’t say. Instead, and arguably worse, is the mention of Miya Atsumu’s name. “Atsumu gave me the confidence to confess!” 

Suna pauses. 

“Atsumu told you to?” He asks, and it’s the most bewildered you’ve heard him in a while.

A glance at his phone. Hands that emerge from his pockets. If you weren’t so preoccupied with the concrete you would have seen the twitch of his fingers and the tightening of his jaw as he opens Line. You nod dimly. 

“Okay,” is what he says, and you feel your heart in your stomach again. You look up. “Okay.” He repeats again. 

And maybe it’s the hurt that stings in your chest from Rintarou being so okay with you (hypothetically) being in love with Kita Shinsuke that pushes your eyes to water and your mouth to open. 

“Is that it?” You ask. 

A beat of silence. And then, a scoff. 

“Yeah. Congratulations,” Suna says. “Good luck.” 

As dusk turns to nightfall and what was a barely-humid night in July is now overwhelmingly warm and sickly and hot, Rintarou’s gaze is overbearing. And when your eyes start to swim and Suna’s gaze turns to confusion and then realization, you do the only thing you know how to do. You bolt. 

An incessant string of dings. Your lip wobbles under your teeth as you pull out your phone from under your covers. 

from: miya osamu (21:03)  where the fuck did ya go  and whys suna blwoin up my phone

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:03)  WHYYSS SUNARIN BLOWING UOA PP MY PHONE ??!?@@>>!?>??!??! WHYS HE SAYIN U LIKE KITA-SAN

from: you (21:05) its so over i ran home

from: you (21:05)  i told him i like shinsuke and that i am confessing to kita  tomorrow

amazing perfect miya atsexy and miya osamu are typing…

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:06)  WHAT

from: miya osamu (21:06) r u fuckin stupid why would ya do that

from: you (21:07) i heard shinsuke tell aran that suna confessed to someone today and then rin came back so i told him i like kita bcuz i panicked and also he cant know i like him right as he’s ginna get BAGGED wait but idk if he got rejected or not WHO AM I KIDDING suna would NOT get rejected LOLOL but anyways i think he knows i like him bcuz i started cryig and then he had this look on his face like he knew i was bullshittin him now venmo me money before i kil msyelf 

from: miya osamu (21:12) yeah he was gonna confess to YOU today

from: you (21:12) ?

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:12) HOLY MISCOMMUNICATION

from: you (21:18) Wht??

from: miya osamu (21:19) suna was supposed to confess to u today 

from: you (21:21) but shinsuke said rin already confessed

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:22) why wiud u ever think about takin gossip from KITA SHINSUKE AN WHYD YA BRING ME UP IM GNNA BE STONED AT DAWN

from: miya osamu (21:22) HOORAY !

from: amazing perfect miya atsexy (21:22) SHUDDUP  

You bolt, again, but this time it’s out of your bed, down a flight of stairs, and through your front door. You’re halfway down the street near the Family Mart with the Good Sausages™ when you barrell into someone who smells faintly of blackberries and Suna’s laundry detergent. 

“Excuse me,” You blurt, scrambling away, until you feel a grip on your waist and a familiar shape behind you with a familiar smell and a familiar voice, and Ohmygod, you’re out of breath and close to frantic but Suna Rintarou is holding you steady by your waist, warm and tall and here. 

“Rintar-”

“I like you.”

You feel it more than you hear it- Suna is muffled and quiet as he mumbles into the back of your shoulder, tall frame folded into you. 

“Idiot.” He adds, and you don’t have to turn to know the tips of his ears are pink and his eyebrows are furrowed. “You’re an idiot.” 

It’s twilight, and just-barely humid when you realize that Suna Rintarou knows you. 

Suna knows that you ramble when you’re nervous. He knows that you like the rain and you don’t like humidity. You carry extra lead in your pencil pouch and you like volleyball and stray cats. You can bite into your ice cream. You color coordinate your bookshelves. You don’t have a crush on Kita Shinsuke. 

You don’t know that Suna keeps his digital camera with the shitty cracks because you bought it for him from a shop in Akihabara. You don’t know that Suna leaves his packs of pencil lead at home because leaning over your desk in class and seeing that smile on your face is far more fun. You don’t know that he writes with extra pressure on his worksheets to crack his lead and ask for more. 

You didn’t know that Suna Rintarou is in love with you. 

So he grins into your shoulder and tells you.  

amazing perfect miya atsexy (22:14) 1 Attachment GROSS!!!!!! do NOT start making out at practice or i will RESIGN !!!

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Highschool!AU Jisung

find college!nct (here) & hs!haechan (here) | hs!jeno (here)

favorite subject: physics & world history

least favorite subject: english

voted most likely to: visit mars

jisung’s favorite thing to proclaim is that he is NOT a nerd - he is a open-minded intellectual

“you have an entire theory about how aliens are real.” haechan points out flatly and jisung just rolls his eyes “not just aliens. micro-universes. honestly, that’s not nerdy - it’s genius.”

the rest of his friends have given up on trying to get through to him,,,,,,watching star wars re-runs till 5 in the morning isn’t being open-minded,,,,

and jaemin has whispered this to jeno before, that maybe jisung’s over the top jokes and jabs at others is just him hiding that shy part of himself,,,,the jisung that doesn’t want to get excited about history and space in fear that people will resort to making fun of him

jeno agrees but does jisung really have to keel calling him ‘cold herted manhwa prince’ all the time,,,,

although he’s the youngest, and therefore still has to have some boundary of respect with his friends, this doesn’t stop him from being sarcastic at like. every given moment

“yeah renjun, that haircut - your mom was wrong it’s a disaster”

“since mark abandoned us for college or whatever adults do - haechan is in charge of us and therefore haechan buys us snacks after school. amiright or amiright?”

even jaemin, whose in another town isn’t safe, one night over the group chat jisung went “jaemin i have a recommendation it’s a book and it’s called your opinion only matters when you move back to our school written by yours truly”

like he’s a little mischievous kid, even if he’s in high school, you can’t take that away from him

and most of the time,,,his friend are used to it because every group needs a smartmouth 

even though when they all first met him, getting jisung to even speak his name had been hard

but under that comic exterior is a kid with real passions, a kid who people sometimes see as this thin, overly excited video game playing nerd when in reality he wants to do so much with his life

he wants to discover more of the world, leave his mark on the world, even if it means he can’t be that shy boy anymore

“yeah i have almost too much extensive knowledge about final fantasy, but hey that might come in handy if i ever have to fight a magical world against a new race of aliens that has come to take over the -”

“jisung, i called you to ask if you wanted to come see jigsaw with us not get another lecture”

“,,,,,fine haechan but you’re missing out on my genius. you will regret it in the future”

also, even though he’s a fairly good student, can you imagine jisung trying to play like ??? on his 3ds like in the middle of a lecture and making a loud sound when he loses 

and the teacher is like ? what was that and jisung is like sorry it was my stomach got that,,,hourly indigestion

and haechan slaps his head against his textbook while everyone class is like oh my god grOSS

i just love jisung not caring about a word that comes out of his mouth LOL

you’ve never had classes with jisung, but when you get switched into english and the only chair open is beside him, you two realize quickly that - you’re a lot alike

for one, you notice that while the teacher is droning on, jisung’s hand are moving unnaturally under his desk

with one tilt of your head you see his 3ds and the screen, smirking to yourself

that game was on of your favorites - and jisung was incredibly bad at it

another time, jisung catches you

instead of reading your textbook, in between the pages you have a old copy of star wars: dark force rising

you’re not even being subtle, but the teacher doesn’t seem to care enough to check and jisung leans over

“khabarakh is really cool isn’t he?”

you flick your eyes over to him and grin “yeah, but i prefer wookies over noghri’s”

jisungs eyebrows furrow “why? their honor codes are the same-”

the teacher clears his throat and asks if either you or jisung would like to read the next passage - completely in english

you stay quiet and jisung gets up, his voice sounds like a slapstick version of some british actors as he reads randomly off the pages of the textbook

not wanting to hear it, the teacher waves for him to sit down and asks another student to do it instead

you look over and jisung shrugs with a smile, but you mouth a thank you anyway for saving you from the embarrassment

unfortunately, english is the only class you have together, but it’s enough to blossom a friendship

you pass notes talking about how the lights you saw last night looked like UFOs, about how the new remake of twin peaks isn’t that great, about how halloween is for kids but your dream costumes would still be something classic and spooky

you show jisung, while the teacher is going over homework, a technique for the video game he’s been sucking at

and as you both lean from your desks, your fingers moving swiftly across the buttons, jisung looks up and 

the space between you two,,,,,is so small,,,,

up close he can see the small details of your face and how pretty they were now that he got a good look

he had made fun of his friends for liking people, oh he’d done it plenty “do you really think IU is ever going to love you back?” yadda yadda 

and it came easily to him because he had honestly never felt,,,,that feeling before

he’d never looked at anyone and felt his heart swell or his stomach fill with butterflies

he had assumed that maybe he did have a crush on characters in movies he liked, video games he played, but on a real person - a person in school - the person sitting beside him kicking his ass at this video game he had been struggling with for hours -

“jisung?”

your whispered voice sprung him out of his thoughts and he grinned, taking the 3ds away from you and saying something like “this better work or else” 

you rolled your eyes and lean onto your desk “it will. it got me to level 14 so,,,,,,,,,,”

your voice lingers in jisung’s head, even after school has ended and he and his friends have agreed to play soccer out in the field

jisung keeps being distracted, at one point gets punted in the side with the ball

renjun yells for him to pay attention, but jisung says he needs to go get something and runs off the field before anyone can question it

he finds himself in the nearst mini-mart, the college student behind the cashier doesn’t even look at him twice and he walks down the aisle mindlessly picking up bags of gummy bears or chocolate bars

he doesn’t have any money, but he pretends to keep shopping till something taps his shoulder

for a moment he thinks it’s the cashier, about to kick him out of the store

but it’s not, it’s you

“you look like i just offended your grandmother, what’s up?”

you’ve got a handful of milk tea bottles and licorice 

“can i have one?” he points to the bottle and you laugh “sure, there’s more over there-”

he pats his pockets and shrugs to show he’s broke

you roll your eyes and head over to the cashier, buying the snacks and letting jisung follow you out onto the street

“here, but you owe me. i want,,,,,,red bean jelly tomorrow in class.”

you drop the drink into his open palms and grin, jisung feels something pull at his heart in the same moment

this is what a crush is like, this is what liking someone is?

“so, why were you in there if you had no money?” you ask, opening a snack with your teeth as jisung watches in wonder

it’s like you’re doing everything in slow motion, highlighted by a pink hue,,,,,,,

jisung thinks he’s going mad

“i uh,,, uh - uh,,,,,thought i lef-left something in there. from before. lost my keys, yeah.,,,,,”

you shake your head and motion that you should go back inside “should we go in and look together?”

quickly, jisung’s voice almost breaks, “n-no it’s fine.”

he feels like he’s reverted back to the shy kid who came to this town not knowing anyone, the kid who had no idea how to put words together, every inch of his smartmouth character had been obliterated by your existence

“i heard there’s going to be a new game coming out in the winter, alien zombies or something. it sounds cool, but id need to get a part time job-”

you’re talking, and jisung wants to listen because he knows what game you’re talking about and he wants it too, but again it’s like,,,,his heartbeat is too loud in his ears

“jisung?”

you and him both turn to see renjun and haechan standing there

renjun has the soccer ball under his arm and haechan looks between you and jisung with an almost deceitful smile climbing onto his face

“oh - dude you should have told us you were going on a date~”

renjun grins know too “are you and jisung having a good time?”

the snickering between his friends makes jisung’s veins turn cold,,,,and suddenly he can talk again

“i don’t like them like that, we-  we aren’t even friends.”

jisung looks at you and you look back, shocked silent because what- you,,,,,,you aren’t friends?

he gets up, knocking over the drink you’d given him. renjun looks at you worriedly and haechan just seems confused

without a word, jisung starts down the street. renjun gives you a meek wave as he and haechan chase after jisung

you sit there, the spilled drink pools around your feet

“we’re not ,,,,,, friends?”

that night, jisung beats himself up in his head

what were you thinking? why did you say that? did you think your friends were going to make fun of you? for having another friend?

he turns on his side

no, they’re going to make fun of me for liking someone

he grits his teeth and knows that’s a dumb thing to think, sure his friends might find it a little funny but there’s nothing wrong with liking someone

liking someone doesn’t make you a nerd,,,,,,jisung clams up at the word. he doesn’t want to be a shy kid picked on by others,,,,never again

and worst of all he doesn’t want to get picked on by his friends,,,,but

but they wouldn’t pick on him for liking you - right?

jisung closes his eyes and he can still see your shocked face when he said you weren’t even friends. it makes his heart crack and out of it leaks a painful feeling into his body

the next day in english, you don’t look at jisung as he sits down at his desk

you don’t look at him when he fishes out the red bean jelly you’d asked and puts it on your desk with a small effort for conversation

“i don’t want it.”

you say coolly and look back down at your book

“im not going to eat something from a stranger.”

jisung spends the period with his head down, but you don’t feel bad - he said what he said and he meant it

that painful feeling in his heart seems to grow and even his friends notice, that jisung doesn’t have any funny comebacks. doesn’t have any new video games to share, doesn’t come to soccer afterschool

he seems,,,,,,,like the old jisung,,,,,quiet and meek

at some point, haechan gets it. he gets the rest of them together and they make a plan. 

“i think jisung said something wrong.”

“thats not new” renjun sighs and haechan nods

“but he said something really wrong, renjun you were there. and now, we gotta fix it.”

that’s how you find yourself, sitting ontop of a desk in an empty classroom with chenle in front of you

he’s telling you about how he hasn’t been able to figure out something in the star wars movies. you listen and answer his questions, they’re not hard for a true fan

at some point the door opens and haechan motions for chenle to come 

you raise an eyebrow “but im telling him something about darth-”

chenle slips out and is replaced by ,,,,,,, jisung

who as soon as he sees you, turn to open the door but haechan has already got it closed and you both can hear his voice

“talk to each other and figure out how you feel so we don’t have to look at your depressed faces anymore!”

with that, it’s quiet. you don’t know what to say until jisung goes “they mean me, they’re tired of my depressed face.”

you blink and open your mouth to say “what does that have to do with me?” but jisung answers that for you 

“im sorry i said we weren’t friends, i regret saying it. sometimes,,,,i run my mouth without thinking.”

you try not to smile, but a little one spreads on your lips 

“i do think we’re friends, i really do but i also,,i also,,,,,,,,”

you jump off the desk and the sound makes jisung stop

you walk over to him and jisung is as red as a stop light, right up to his ears

he searches your eyes for some kind of answer, grips the bottom of his uniform shirt in suspense 

you lean in and jisung closes his eyes, he looks so fragile but - he doesn’t flinch backwards. he waits

and instead of kissing him on the lips, which you worry would spiral him into a heatstroke, you press your lips to his cheek

“also you like me right?”

his eyes open and he seems relieved, but also still highly embarrassed

“i like you a lot.”

he is about to say, “do you like me too?”

but you just take his hand and nod, because you do

how could you not like the boy who loves star wars as much as you and thinks he can beat you at video games when he really cant and who can’t watch what he says and who turns brighter than a rose in summer when you’re around him

HOW can you resist

and tbh,,,,the rest of his friends are so thankful that you two are ‘dating’

although neither of you much likes saying that,,,,,you’re more like,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,yeah no you’re both dating but the word makes not only jisung, but you, go up in flushed flames

because you bring back that light to jisung, you make him outgoing and funny again 

tbh you make him something more too,,,suddenly those little parts of shy jisung that still peeked through,,,are gone

to his friends, he’s only become funnier and brighter,,,and sometimes louder to their disdain

but his happiness is evident in the way that when you come around it’s like the goddamn sun has just burst out of jisung’s chest

you guys get stuck in your own world, talking about ‘geeky’ stuff, leaning over each other to see what new games are coming out, discussing the theory of another evolution of people somewhere in the universe

“it’s like they’re talking another language.” jeno explains and haechan just wrinkles his nose “aliens aren’t even real,,,”

you and jisung at the same time: yeah they are????

sometimes jisung realizes that he misses you

even though he saw you in school an hour ago, he only tells one person about this: mark

and mark just ruffles his hair and goes “that’s what you feel when you like someone, you want to be around them all the time.”

jisung thinks about that,,,,he thinks about how cool it’d be for you and him to go somewhere - maybe mars - maybe another universe - and explore together

he thinks it’s childish, like what is he in kindergarten playing pretend, but it makes his heart flutter too

he can’t take you to mars, but he can take you to the indoor amusement park, hold your hand and turn cherry red when you’re on the haunted ride together and you press closer to his arm

he can eat cheap ramen with you at the local park, his uniform jacket spread out for you to sit on

he can take you to the bookstore, geek over comics with you like he can’t do with anyone else

and he can see you in english class, looking nothing short of mesmerizing as you stare at the board

the sunlight that comes through the windows illuminates your hair, the color of your eyes

you do that little thing where you poke your cheek with the end of your pen and it does the clicking noise 

you draw a little yoda on the pages of your notes

you look over and smile at him - it makes him melt every single time

“i know it’s not a lot, but i delivered papers for a week and got them this.”

jisung shows his friends the bear, dressed up as han solo

haechan coughs and renjun goes “don’t they want like,,,,a bracelet? chocolate? something romantic?”

but all his friends are wrong, you hold the han solo bear in your arms and almost cry,,,,,,it’s so cute

“han jisung?” you laugh and jisung thinks he might go dizzy with happiness that you like his gift

you lean in, kiss his cheek but this time jisung holds your wrist and you look at him questioningly

“can i kiss you,,,,,,,for real?”

“you don’t have to ask.”

you close your eyes and even with them closed, you can feel jisung’s hesitation 

he must be staring at your lips, sweating but he does it

he kisses you and for a second you see stars, interstellar stars

and when you pull away from each other, jisung is wide eyed 

“was it o-ok?”

you giggle and nod, “perfect. the best ive ever had.”

jisung’s newest favorite line is “hey, hey im the only one here who is in love so i have a better opinion on this”

you sometimes have to shush him before he says something smart to an adult LOL

you walk to school most of the time, and recently you’ve been bumping into jisung - who you know takes the subway

“oh, i didn’t know we’d get here at the same time!” he says at the gate and you smile, holding his hand for a moment while no one is looking

at some point, chenle let’s you in on the secret: jisung waits at the gate till you come and then pretends like he just got there 

jisung almost dies everytime you kiss his forehead

literally he goes into like a dream like state

takes haechan three pinches to get him out of it

sometimes, when it’s the winter holiday and there are no tests, no homework, no worries for just a little tiny while

you and jisung talk about it, about how infinite space is and how it must be to not be pressured by school in some other dimension

jisung thinks you’re the coolest person he’s ever met,,,,and not just because he’s head over heels in love with you,, but because you understand each other

once, when you were growing tired and falling asleep with jisung still on the phone with you, you murmured that you hoped - even in another dimension - that you and jisung would meet

you were so sleepy you didn’t hear him say that across the infinite universes, he would choose you to fall in love with every time

helloooo! i’m a relatively new follower (and a relatively new carat!) and congratulations on your milestone! for your sleepover event can i please request mingyu and 98 from the prompt list? i feel like you could make it as fluffy or as dirty as you like 😆

mingyu + “I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.”

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tags: very much in love jock/fratboy!mingyu, regular ass girl reader. (shocking, coming from me lmao), grinding, kissing, hand job, implied sex

note: you know im not only thankful for your congratulations for me, but for offering the option to write about mingyu with free reign? thank u so much <3 I did split up the prompt a lil bit to work it into the drabble, hope you don't mind!

Mingyu, the kid from down the street that rode by on his scooter, fucking scooter, and knocked your popsicle out of your hand before immediately riding straight into a tree. Mingyu, the guy who took you to prom because he felt bad that your crush rejected you quite harshly. Mingyu, the kid who turned into an awkward teen, who then turned into a, to put it bluntly, beefy ass jock playing for the college football team.

The two of you lost contact after prom, feeling as if the two of you were entirely too different. Sure, he was kind, but his jokes weren't funny. His interests bored you, and he couldn't dance for shit back then.

Even now, seeing him in passing on the walkways of campus, you'll notice that his eye never meets yours. His interests are that of prideful trophies, medals, and Tuesday night drinking binges at the frat house before a big exam.

Your interests clash. Art, architecture, grades, a comfy career working from home with nine cats and maybe a dog? That's what you want out of life.

The two of you were always very different, but still always close by somehow.

He lived three houses down from you growing up, he knew you got rejected in the hall on the way to biology class in high school because he just happened to be there, and now, he goes to the same fucking college as you fourteen hours away from the town the two of you grew up in.

It was kind of strange, then again, not really. Small world this, small world that. The two of you live in it completely apart, but the strange part is the fact that somehow, someway, he's always following his own path within arms reach of yours, regardless of how fucking distant your personalities are.

It's honestly not something you'd think of on a day to day basis, today is different though. You have to think about it, because maybe, sort of, he's kind of under you right now? And it's hard to explain how or why it happened outside of like, opposites attract.

"Never expected this out of someone like you," Mingyu comments, his hands gripping your hips and holding you in place as you straddle his lap. "Admit that you've had a crush all of these years."

You shake your head at him and roll your eyes. All those years you've known him? He was just Mingyu. Attractive? Sure, you'll give him that, but otherwise a little too different from you to have a crush.

"Always so quick to flatter yourself, Gyu, really." You laugh sarcastically, knowing for a fact that he's very aware of this current, very temporary crush you have on him. Otherwise you wouldn't be two inches from him lips right now.

"Well," He glances to the side, hiding his fondness of that childhood nickname, pretending that there isn't the possibility of a stranger barging through that open door and ruining this moment. "I had a crush."

You figured as much, with the way he really did try during prom. Though it was more of a pity-date, you imagine he wouldn't have felt how he did if there wasn't something there pushing him to try and heal up that little piece of your broken high school heart.

And as much as you figured it, something inside of you finds this big, beefy, asshole of a man....incredibly endearing as he admits it to you.

"Oh? Did you now?" You tilt your head, leaning in a bit and sitting your lips against the corner of his mouth. "What happened to change your mind?"

He turns his face, hands gripping you tighter, and kisses you once.

"Nothing changed my mind." He whispers slightly, entirely suffocating himself in the moment of being with you like he's always imagined since puberty hit his ass.

He kisses you again.

"Meaning," Another kiss. "I still have that crush."

You say nothing in response, and instead give in to his assault of kisses against your lips.

The feeling is......warm. Cliché even, in the way he kisses you like he meant what he just said despite the two of you practically ignoring each other for years.

"You have no idea how many times I've thought about this," He admits between those little kisses, his hands gripping harder and harder by the second. "I always hoped you'd walk through those doors to come see me."

You pull back, looking at him with a raised brow.

"I came here because I'm celebrating the fact that I passed an exam that almost killed me, what makes you think I expected you to be here?"

He chuckles, rolling his eyes at you now.

"You're very aware that I live here." He laughs, trying to catch you in a lie, trying to give him a reason outside of a sudden bout of random horniness from you to have you crawling on his lap like this. "You're not here to catch up?"

You find yourself feeling a bit bad. You didn't often think of Mingyu after college started, and it appears he thought of you plenty.

"I came here for the booze but," You smile, intentionally rolling your hips to offer him some sort of apology. "I can't say that I'm upset that you're here, and you know, hard."

His eyes flutter a bit at the friction you're offering to him, twitching in his pants unintentionally as you intentionally pull it out of him.

"So, tell me," You continue, pulling back a bit to watch his face and the way he seems to turn to jelly under you. Your hips continue, working him up, up, up. "How much did you think about this?"

He lets out a breathy chuckle, a half-moan coming out immediately after as he tries to gain back his ability to talk. Out of all things, this isn't entirely how he imagined doing this with you. Sure he always thought of you being on top of him like this, but never did he imagine feeling as though he's....shy.

"Couple of times," He tries to say nonchalantly, pressing his hips up and against you for more. "Like I said before, i never would have expected this out of you though."

You look at him closely, knowing for a fact that he probably expected to be the one in full control. It's cute knowing he can't live up to his own fantasy.

"You think I expected to have you under me like this? Looking like you're about to cry just from a bit of grinding?"

He groans out of slight embarrassment, nodding because he kind of didn't expect it either.

"Didn't expect someone like you to act this weak for someone like me." You continue, laughing more with him than at him.

Before you let him respond though, you reach down and fiddle with the button of his pants, feeling entirely in control of the situation.

"Does it feel good to be weak?" You smile, leaning forward to kiss against his neck as you slowly work your hand under his jeans.

God, the way he loses it. Pleasantly surprised with how you're speaking to him, and even more pleased with the fact that fucking finally you're giving him a chance. An ounce of your attention, even.

He's not ashamed to be weak around you, never has been. He wouldn't be ashamed if Vernon's drunk ass stomped through the door and watched, because at this point there's no stopping. He's too far gone in the feeling of your fingers working their way around his length, even in the tight space between your bodies. He's too gone in the feeling of your lips fluttering across his neck.

If he can, he'll take you right here, right the fuck now.

"Yeah..." he trails off in a dreamy sigh, letting himself feel you touching him for the first time.

"So," You ask, loving his reaction, squeezing the base of his cock and sliding off of his lap before lowering yourself to your knees and focusing solely on how big his cock is in your hand. "You just gonna sit here or are you gonna, like, take me to your actual room and let me really feel it?"

Mingyu's cock reacts before his brain does, as he freezes and processes the words. Oh god, you're really gonna let him? After all these years of crushing on you? Pining for you? Thinking about you in the early morning hours when he definitely shouldn't have been?"

"I never thought I'd hear you say that--" He says more to himself than to you. Seemingly looking like a deer in headlights before he's pulling your hand out of his pants, lacing his fingers with yours, and leading you straight to his bedroom. Arousal in full swing as he passes by stranger after stranger, friend after friend, until finally, he's got you behind his locked bedroom door.

"Fuck," he says immediately as he watches you and the way you stand there, as normal as ever, lifting your shirt off of you without a second thought and revealing a part of you that he only ever imagined being able to kiss.

The fact that you seem eager to get your clothes off, doing it the second the two of you are truly alone? Honestly, he can feel the waves of arousal making his length pulse painfully against his pants. The fact that other people have seen you like this before? The fact that you chose to let him see? The fact that this is how you act when you're turned on? Fuck, fuck, fuck. He's entirely desperate at this moment.

"That's so hot," He starts, feeling a little dumb but ultimately running with it because, well, he's not fucking lying. "It's so hot seeing you, the girl who always ignored me, doing this."

"Mingyu, all I did was take my shirt off." You try to brush his dramatic response off, feeling very seen right now.

"For me." He adds to your sentence, practically feeling like his knees will buckle and make him fall to the floor and grovel for a taste of you.

You feel doted on. Like the most mundane acts regarding sex seems to be driving him up a fucking wall, and arguably, it very well may be. With the way every inch of your skin is massaged and kissed before you can even fully reveal it to him.

It didn't take much to get Mingyu to actually fall to his knees once your pants came off. And goddamn you never expected such a big, beefy ass jock, to be so gentle with someone else's body. With your body.

𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢 — 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫!𝐲𝐞𝐣𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✰ yeji is the star of the football team and EVERYONE knows that. this girl is hands down the cornerstone of the team

✰ but everyone also knows you're dating THE hwang yeji as well ;)

✰ before you met her, you alr knew of her reputation. yeji was js like the rest of the football team; a major asshole

✰ she wasn't as bad as her teammates, but she was def the one with the loudest mouth tbh

✰ hell she even argued with her COACHES at some points. this girl js does not like it when things don't go her way

✰ the first time you met was bc she parked in your spot by accident. she wasn't gonna move her car until she saw you walking up to confront her abt it tho...

✰ you pointed a finger in her face, an angry pout on your lips as you explained to her how you were late to your classes bc of her

✰ however...she wasn't listening to a thing you were saying tbh LOL

✰ you were just so goddamn pretty, even when you were yelling at her in the middle of the school parking lot

✰ needless to say she went from asshole yeji to lovesick yeji

✰ immediately apologized and moved right that second, but not before leaving her number on ur windshield ;)

✰ "i'm sorry again. let me make it up to you this weekend at dinner? xxx-xxx-xxxx :)"

when you're at school:

✰ yk how there's those yearbook superlatives with "best dressed", "best eyes", "best laugh", etc? you two take the cake for best couple

✰ you two don't show massive pda during school hours. the most you two do is hold hands or you holding onto yeji's bicep

✰ whenever you're getting out of class, she's waiting for you to walk you to your next one

✰ she's just a big sweetheart who doesn't care if she's late to her own class for walking you across campus to yours LMAO

✰ you and yeji sit in your separate groups of friends during lunch, but you two alw sneak glances at each other from across the courtyard

✰ getting a text immediately after yeji catches you staring that says "meet me in the bathroom" ;)

✰ she alw insists on a quick makeout session just before the bell rings so she can have you all to herself, even js for 5 mins

✰ oh and good luck if you have a class with her 💀 she's gonna be passing you notes from across the aisle, throwing things at you, winking at you, etc.

✰ she's the best distraction tho so you can't complain too much, esp since she's just so pretty

✰ sometimes yeji is in a bad mood bc of a bad game or practice, and she really js needs some space

✰ but she will never and i mean NEVER turn down an offer to hang out with you instead of sulking in her bedroom

✰ your go-to is alw a nice walk in the park. yeji likes being in nature, and being with you just adds more comfort to the mix

✰ she gets REALLY clingy whenever she's all sulky its literally so cute :c

✰ like im talking hugging you from behind, whining and swinging your hands together when you walk, and ALWAYS kissing your cheek

✰ she js needs you as physically close to her as possible!! you're her baby after all

✰ and if it's YOU who has had a bad day or smth? be prepared for the biggest pampering

✰ flowers, driving you around at night in her porsche, taking you out shopping

✰ hell she'll spoil you ROTTEN. she js hates seeing you so sad and down so she will do everything in her power to turn ur frown upside down

if you're also an athlete:

✰ you two are alw supporting each other at games. yeji is def sporting your jersey/number

✰ you're each other's good luck charms <3 and best believe yeji cannot go out on the field without a good luck kiss from you !

✰ now if you couldn't make it to her game because you had one of your own, then she'd def call you before she leaves the locker room. talking to you is a MUST, esp bc the poor girl gets rlly nervous before big games :(

✰ this girl LOVES to compete with you. it's alw a competition whenever the two of you train together, esp bc neither of you like to lose

✰ she could make a competition out of racing from the field to her porsche smh

✰ don't be mistaken tho, she LOVES training with you. it gives her an excuse to work harder so she won't embarrass herself lmao

if you're not an athlete:

✰ oh you're never not wearing this girl's letterman jacket. she refuses to see you around school without it 💀

✰ now this is a BIG move bc before you, yeji NEVER and i mean NEVER took that thing off. it was her pride and joy, and she loved sporting it around like the walking trophy she was

✰ but then she started dating you, and that changed instantly. at first she let you wear it one night bc she didn't want you to be cold after meeting up with her after a late night practice

✰ you were abt to give it back to her after you were done hanging out, but she js smiled and shook her head, telling you she wanted you to keep it :)

✰ you like going to the top floors of the library bc they overlook the football field, and when yeji is practicing you can work on hw while watching ur gf tehe