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Hello! Can u write smth angsty for jeno, but like, not the heartbreaking typa angst, the heartwarming one. Idk he cries cuz he loves u so much or smth like that (pls make one character cry)

something about grown men crying that really just does it for me! hope you enjoy!

jeno was angry, well rather than angry, he was frustrated. he'd been at the studio since 8 in the morning trying to perfect that one move. the teasing from the others wasn't helping either, only discouraging him farther. and on top of all of this you weren't replying to his messages, what could be keeping you that busy? the instructor already had told him to get off his phone a countless amount of times, the boys yet again poking fun at him for being distracted. but he kept all his emotions in, like he always did, deciding to push them aside, just wanting to go home.

that's why when it hit 9pm he packed all his stuff as quickly as he possibly could ignoring haechan's teasing question about why he was in such a rush and practically ran to the company car. the car ride was quiet, he didn't feel like talking to anyone after the day he had. he shut his eyes hoping to relax a bit before getting home.

when he arrived home he politely thanked the driver as he got out, again rushing to get to the front door. as he dropped his training bag to look for his key the door swung open revealing you in his oversized hoodie, a wide grin on your face. his arms naturally came to wrap around your waist as you got on your tippy toes to hug him.

"jen you're finally home! i was waiting for you, come in i have a surprise!"

surprise? is that why you weren't replying to his texts? he followed after you, smiling at the way you were practically swimming in his clothes. you turned to grab his hands leading him into the kitchen.

"ta daaa! i made you dinner!"

his smile faded as he looked around to see all his favorite dishes lined up on the kitchen island.

"oh baby-"

"i know i usually don't cook so they might not be just like your mom's, but i tried my best, so please just try them!"

he let go of your hands to reach for your hips, pulling you towards him. he placed his face into the crook of you neck letting out a shaky breath,

"my sweet girl, thank you, really, you don't know how much this means to me."

you reached your hands under his shirt to rub his back, skin still slightly sticky from practice.

"jen baby it's nothing really, just some food."

you heard him sniffle, his arms coming around your waist to pull you closer. you leaned back a bit bringing your hands up to hold his face, trying to get a good look at him,

"you're crying baby? what's wrong?"

you used your thumbs to rub under his eyes, wiping away his tears. he nuzzled his face into your hands, eyes fluttering shut at your touch.

"just had a long day, coming home to you fixed everything."

you smiled, relieved that those weren't sad tears. you leaned forward giving him a peck on his lips. as you leaned back again, you smacked your lips, crinkling your nose,

"your tears are salty, kinda like my food."

you turned to eye your food, giggling as you heard your boyfriend laugh at your comment.

"i love you baby, and i'm sure i'll love your food, thank you."

you turned to face him, giving him another kiss.

"you better, or else i'll be the one crying."

DOPAMINE ﹒⌗﹒💒﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧ 제노 + fem!reader

in which . . . you and jeno are both too secretive and oblivious for your own good.

. . . BE MY LITTLE SECRET

content&warnings | MDNI smut, profanity, fwb dynamics, reader gets picked up, stomach bulge, kinda angsty kinda fluffy, unprotected sex, idk lmk if something’s missed

word count | 3k

notes | inspired by giselle's dopamine! this kinda went off track from what i wanted but oh well!

. . . KEEP IT HUSH HUSH, BUT I THINK I’M IN LOVE

it’s not the first time you find yourself at jeno’s doorstep this late into the night—and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. but it is the first time that it’s taken him this long to answer the door.

granted, you didn’t send a prior heads up like you usually do, but you didn’t plan on coming here either. you didn’t plan on being stuck outside jeno’s apartment waiting for a response that you’ve half-accepted isn’t coming.

still, you can’t bring your feet to move away from the entrance, like they’re glued to the floor.

you would be feeling ashamed right now if it wasn’t for the fact that you think you’re beyond feeling shameful tonight. which is what exactly led you here, to jeno.

and as if god took pity on you, your ‘resilience’ is rewarded when you hear shuffling from behind the door. the door creaks open and jeno stands behind it, craggy probably from being awoken well past midnight.

his hand cups the back of his neck, stretching his shoulders as he takes in who’s standing in front of him. “yn?” instinctively, his body steps to the side, allowing you space to step into his home.

the second the last syllable of your name dropped from his lips, you find yourself nothing short of lunging at him, arms wrapping tightly around jeno’s neck.

“woah,” he stumbles back, ultimately steadying himself before slowly running a hand down your back. “hey,” he murmurs softly next to your ear, “it’s okay.” his palm continues moving over you as a way of solace, gently pushing the door shut behind you simultaneously.

you didn’t notice how quick he was to offer comfort; not even knowing what ‘it’ was before telling you that it was alright.

you stay wrapped around jeno for what you wished was eternity, but more so like a few minutes. him staying completely silent as you inhaled deep breath after another, attempting to gain composure back.

jeno finally decides to break the silence, “wanna talk about it?”

“no,” you’re quick with your response, though your voice is slightly wavering.

“okay,” jeno faintly whispers, so quiet that you barely hear him.

you unravel your arms around him, pulling yourself away to look him in his eyes. your faces inches apart, “i just need you.”

jeno flickers between your eyes. he presses a delicate kiss onto your lips before taking in a deep breath, “i’m here.”

the ever-so-familiar all-consuming urge takes over you as you crash your lips onto his, breathing him in like he’s the very oxygen you rely on.

as if by habit, jeno immediately reciprocates. his hands positioned over the small of your back, supporting you as you lean back from the sheer force of jeno kissing you back.

the way you take each other in it’s like you haven’t seen him in years. a certain desperation tasting sweet on your lips as jeno presses himself firmly against you.

he hums into your lips before pulling away to catch his breath.

your thumb rests in the place between his ear and jawline, pulling his face closer until your foreheads meet.

through a shaky breath, you whisper, “i want you.”

“i can give you that,” jeno hauls you up into his arms with ease, like all the other times before this. gently pecking your lips as he carries you into his bedroom.

the room is lit only by the warm orange lamp in the corner. his bedsheets a faded black.

jeno reaches the end of his bed, dropping you onto the soft mattress and towering over your body.

he doesn’t say anything, instead letting his eyes tell you everything he’s thinking. they roam all over you, until his gaze finally fixes onto your face.

his breath hitches before he evens it out again. crawling over your body, you can see the muscles in his arms stretch and pull as he moves, caging you inside of him.

he leans down towards you, attaching his lips to your neck. rather than his usual penchant to suck on your skin as hard as he can so as to leave marks all over you, his lips are soft and fleeting against your neck—leaving a fluttering trail of kisses all the way to your collarbone.

you arch your back into the warmth of his lips.

jeno mumbles against your skin, “tell me what you want.” his breath fanning onto your chest.

your fingers lay flat on the planes of his face, the side of your thumb brushing over the corner of his mouth. jeno leans into your touch, tilting his head upwards to look at you.

you meet his gaze, both equally dark and lustful.

“i need you…”

there’s a second part to that sentence that you didn’t voice, but you’re sure jeno can fill in the blanks for himself.

on any other given night, jeno would’ve asked you to finish that statement. but not tonight.

his fingers hook into the hem of your shirt, quickly lifting it up and over you as if it’s the easiest thing to do in the world. he tosses the shirt over his shoulder somewhere—you don’t pay attention. immediately, he continues his trail of kisses down onto your chest, over your heartbeat.

his kisses get sloppier by the second, hands tugging at your waist like you can get any closer physically than you already are.

you can’t help the moans that rasp from the back of your throat as his hands make their way up your torso. the warmth of his palm covering the soft flesh of your chest as he hooks a finger into your bra strap.

he pulls his lips away from you, levelling his face with yours again.

jeno runs a hand down your hair, cupping his fingers over your cheek, “you’re so pretty tonight.” his voice coming out as a low, gravelly whisper.

you try to ignore the skip in your chest from that.

technically, he’s not breaking any rules, or rule. the rule being strictly no pet names. jeno thought it strange when you proposed that no matter what, no pet names are allowed to be used, but nonetheless, he went along with it.

“only tonight?” your eyebrows quirk upwards; not passing up on the opportunity he set up perfectly for you.

he subtly rolls his eyes, taking away his hand and planting it firmly into the mattress next to your head. jeno lets silence fill the next two moments, staring at you with an expression you haven’t seen from him before. much more serious than all the other ones you know.

“you’re always pretty. you know that.”

his words knock you speechless, staring at him half-blank and half-stunned as to how you should even respond to that.

you land a soft blow to his chest, “what is wrong with you?” you tease with the slightest hint of a nervous smile on your lips, trying to cut through the tension you’re feeling all over. “i came to get fucked, not… whatever this is.”

“oh, god forbid i be nice for once,” he sighs, causing you to slap your hand onto his chest once again—him chuckling lightly as a result. “who said i wasn’t gonna fuck you as well?”

he presses a faint kiss just off of your lips before moving down to work the buttons on your trousers.

his fingers tug impatiently at the waistband once the button is undone, pulling the fabric off of you. the cool air blankets your bare thighs, and the feeling is quickly replaced by jeno’s hand kneading your muscles underneath his fingers.

"you want to feel good?" jeno kisses your inner thigh, a heat sparking from where his lips touched your skin. "i'll make my pretty girl feel good."

he pushes the elastic band of his pajama pants down, revealing his lower stomach lined with hard packs of muscle.

jeno kneels in between your legs, hand wrapping around the base of his dick—slowly hardening as he pumps his hand up and down his length.

you watch him, flitting between his hand and his expression. jeno sucks in a sharp breath through his teeth. just the sight of his cock in his palm is making your hunger pool in between your legs, knees pressing together as you feel the pressure build.

you don't notice jeno watching you as carefully as you were him until he lets a chuckle fall from his lips. "you do need to get fucked, don't you?" he teases with a smile.

your teeth has been sinking down into your bottom lip even without you knowing. growing desperate just at the sight of him kneeling over you.

"so, are you gonna do it or not?" the restlessness ringing in your voice. you feign reaching for your pants slid halfway down your legs, "'cause i can go find someone who—"

"no, no," jeno grasps the wrist that you reached down with, pulling it back up and pinning it to the pillow over your head. "you're staying right here."

he takes your other hand, joining it with the one above your head. though only one of his hands are holding your wrists together, his grip is so tight that you don't think you can break free even if you wanted to.

he leans in, caressing your cheek with his thumb—so close that you can see each individual eyelash lining the edge of his eyelids. "and who can fuck you the way i do?" his eyes travel to your cheekbones, brushing over it with his fingers, "hm?"

"that's a bit cocky, don't you think?" you say, tilting your head to the side and dropping your gaze onto his lips.

his rosy pink lips curve into a cresent shape. "just asking a question, pretty girl."

you're starting to think jeno may be teetering on the borderline of your rule, but you don't bring it up.

"so?" jeno widens his eyes at you slightly, and you meet him with a mirrored expression.

"what?"

"you haven't given me a name."

truth is, you haven't slept with other people since you started sleeping with jeno. and it's not like you're going to anytime soon. even if you did, you know they simply don't compare.

and the worst thing is you know he knows this, too.

"you're so annoying," you want to nudge him away, but he's got your hands trapped.

jeno only smiles an innocent smile, amused at the sight of you writhing to break away under him to no avail. "i'm not going to do anything to you until you answer the question."

you stare into his eyes, and you’re sure he can see the frustration evident in your own.

“really?” is the only response you can give, dipping your chin and cocking your eyebrows up. the tone of your voice telling of your annoyance.

jeno nods, still with that smile on his face—not giving you anything more.

you roll your eyes.

“no one,” your voice low, almost on the edge of being sheepish.

“sorry, what was that?” he tilts his head, turning his ear towards you.

he’s having way too much fun teasing you like this.

you let out a groan. “fuck you,” you spit bitterly, your voice back up to a normal volume.

he chuckles lightly, “you’d love that, wouldn’t you?”

before you can even think of a witty response to his comment, you feel the friction of him dragging the tip of his cock over your clothed cunt.

“it’d be so easy to just put it in,” his fingers slipping into your underwear, “when you’re this wet.”

he pulls his fingers away, leaning into your face once again. “come on, pretty girl,” he brings his hand up to your lips, pushing them through and letting you suck on it, tasting yourself on his fingers. “tell me who can fuck you better than i can.”

he slides his fingers out, dragging along your lips before completing removing them.

“no one,” you mutter, trying to hide the desperation in you with a breath.

he smirks, “good girl.”

he looks down, bunching the fabric of your underwear to one side before grabbing the base of his cock and lining it up with your entrance.

you’re seeing a side to jeno that you haven’t seen before. usually, sex between you was a quick release. half the time it’s like he’s rushing to get through it with how hard and fast he’s pounding himself into you.

but slowly he pushes himself in you—being gentle with you, almost. moans erupting from his throat before he finally fills you up, as evidenced by the outline of his cock bulging up out of your stomach. the sight of it drives jeno fucking crazy—which is why he always fucks you like a dog in heat.

tonight, though, he’s determined to set a different pace.

his hips stills as your pussy swallows the entire length of his dick. no matter how many times you do it, it’s never something you can fully get used to. your back already arched into him, nails digging into your own palms.

“you always feel so fucking good,” jeno rasps, letting go of his grasp on your wrists and placing it on your waist instead.

he pulls his hips back at a steady pace. you feel every inch of it as it drags against your walls.

with your arms freed, you quickly wrap them around jeno’s neck.

he thrusts into you again, hips stuttering as he lets out a breathy moan. his head falls into the crook of your neck, hot breath fanning over your skin.

you hold back a cry as he bottoms out, fingers holding furiously onto his shoulders.

jeno builds a steady rhythm, sliding his cock in and out of you—following each thrust with a grunt.

“fuck, jeno,” you whine, thighs clamping tight around him.

he groans, his entire body responding viscerally to his name falling from your lips. and he can’t hold back anymore.

his hips picking up speed as he pounds himself deeper and deeper into you. fingers gripping tighter on your waist and pushing you down on his dick, meeting his thrusts halfway.

he unravels one of your arms from around his neck, laying it out over your head.

“fuck,” jeno lifts his head, leaving your faces mere inches apart. he spreads open your palm, threading his fingers through yours and holding your hand tightly as he keeps up the pace of his thrusts.

your bottom lip is pulled back by your teeth, trying to contain the whimpers and cries that are threatening to escape. you feel the pressure within you building, and creeping dangerously close to its release.

jeno lets out a string of curses, feeling you starting to tighten around him. “baby, i’m gonna—”

with a sudden choke of his words, jeno pulls out. his cock twitching violently as his cum shoots out from his tip, painting your stomach in streaks of white.

the sudden halt of friction leaves your body aching, desperate for sensation again.

your breathing begins to slow as you watch jeno throw his head back, cock still throbbing. looking down, you can see the ribbons of his cum covering your entire torso.

jeno drops his head, seeing the mess he made all over you.

“i’m sorry,” he pants, “i swear to god, you…”

you watch the bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face for a moment.

“‘baby?’” your voice taking on a questioning tone, ignoring your body’s pleading for attention.

“it just came over me, i know—” he breathes heavily, giving your hand a squeeze. “i know you don’t like it.”

“then, why’d you say it?” you sounding more defensive than offensive, surprising even yourself when your voice rings in your ear.

“i don’t know, i—” jeno untangles his hand from yours, pushing his hair back from sticking onto his face. “yn, are we really gonna do this?”

“you broke the rule.”

the bluntness of your statement forces jeno to look you in the eyes.

in all honesty, you’re not upset at this. but just the principle of him breaking the rule makes it appear like you are.

“you have to know,” jeno simply mutters.

“know what?”

“god, yn,” he shuts his eyes, turning his face away from yours for a brief moment. “you think i fuck everyone like this?”

he continues when you don’t respond—how could you even respond?

“you think i even fuck anyone who’s not you?”

jeno’s chest swells as he speaks. he pushes a strand of your hair back, tucking it behind your ear. “i wasn’t being mean earlier when i asked you that question, i—i wanted to know.”

you bite down hard on your lip.

the feeling of not knowing what to say has never settled well within you.

“jeno, i thought we—”

“i know what we agreed on,” jeno cuts you off. “and i’m sorry i crossed that line. you don’t have to—”

“i like you.”

your voice cuts through his. his eyes fixed on yours as he takes in what he just heard.

“what?” jeno’s voice is weak, his face telling of him being caught off guard.

you cup his cheek in your palm, thumb lightly grazing over his cheekbone, “i like you.”

“i thought—”

you press your lips firmly onto his, breaking off the rest of his words. when you pull away, jeno chases after your lips with his own, kissing you like his very life depended on it.

“fuck,” he mumbles against you, letting out a soft chuckle. “you like me.”

you hum as he pulls back, lips glossy under the dim lighting.

“are you saying this is one-sided?” you rib.

a small smirk turns up the corner of jeno’s lips. “you haven’t cum, yet, have you?”

the sudden turn in topic draws your eyebrows together.

jeno moves lower down your body, hands running down the sides of it, until his mouth is hovering over your bare cunt.

“i guess i should show my pretty baby just how much i like her.”

hello!! can you write a jeno fluff where you offer to sleep in a different room because your work schedules are so different and you don't wanna wake him up when you have to get up for work 🥰

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: separate rooms ✧

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing you always woke up jeno when you went to work, so you decide to offer him a solution.

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing idol!jeno x idol!reader

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋgenre fluff

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwarnings pet names (angel, honey, babe, etc)

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwc 0.7k

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋnote hii, this is my first rq so im so happy. thanks for requesting, I really appreciate it <3

it all started when your comeback came out. this means that you are busy all day with promotions and so on. your day started very early and every time you got out of bed you woke up your boyfriend, jeno. he was an idol, just like you, but his promotions had already ended a few weeks ago, so he was on break while they prepared the next comeback.

so yes, when your alarm went off at 5am and you had to get out of bed, he woke up too. he always seemed to go back to sleep after that, so it didnt seem like a big problem at first. but one day while you had a short break between your activities you decided to send him a message to see how he was doing.

you: hi jens.

you: what u doing?

jens💘: hii babe

jens💘: just watching tiktok since you left

you: you didnt go back to sleep?

jens💘: no

jens💘: i usually cant go back to sleep after you leave

you felt so bad about that. you felt bad for disturbing his rest. you know jeno andhow much he likes to sleep and rest, so you were kind of gloomy the rest of the day because of that. but talking to your group mates they gave you an idea so as not to wake him up. they told you that it was best to sleep in separate rooms. you considered it and came to the conclusion that maybe it was for the best so you would only bring it up to your boyfriend when you got home.

you arrived a little before the time the two of you normally had dinner. as soon as you opened the door, the hot air from the heating and the smell of food hit your face. you left your shoes and bag at the entrance and headed to the kitchen where jeno was. he turned around when he felt your presence in the room and he gave you the warmest smile and walked towards you to hug you.

"hello angel, how was your day?" you hugged him back and let out a tired sigh. "today was good. how are you?" you said as they separated. he returned to where he was cooking. it was something he did when he knew you would be a little late. you leaned against the door frame as you watched him cook.

"my day was also good, i was resting" the message he had sent you this morning saying that he had not fallen asleep again and the advice from your group mate came back to your mind. "are you sure? you said you hadnt gone back to sleep" your voice changed showing concern. "oh, its okay, angel. don't worry."

"no baby, its not okay" you said as you approached him and hugged him from behind. "you work so hard all year round, i cant just wake you up when you can finally rest" you rested your head on his back. he in response caressed your arms and hands that were around his waist. "honey, i think we should sleep in separate rooms."

he turned around quickly as soon as he heard you. this made you break away from the hug and when you looked at his face he looked confused. "what did you just say?" you looked at him also confused "yeah, i think we should sleep separately so i dont wake you up" he let out a giggle that seemed like he was mocking what you just told him "aw, baby you dont need to do that. the reason i cant get back sleeping when youre gone is because youre not in bed with me. unless you want me to not even be able to sleep at night, i think thats such a bad idea."

"but baby, i want you to keep sleeping when i get up," you said with a worried expression on your face. although you did not deny that what jeno had previously said had relieved you. "well, we will find a solution to that, i dont know, i will hug a pillow with your perfume, but there is no way i will sleep without you"

you did nothing but smile in response. he caressed your arm before returning to his task and you went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable. that was something you loved about jeno. he was a man who solved anything, you were lucky to have him by your side.

Lee Jeno || texts with boyfriend jeno!

genre: smau, fake texts, fluff, idol!bf jeno

warnings: cursing, nsfw texts, fem pronouns, angst (?) at the last slide

EVERYTHING BUT NOTHING

PAIRING football captain bf jake x fem reader

WARNINGS swearing, arguments, jake makes a singular joke about killing himself

GENRE angst

SYNOPSIS jake is just the nicest guy, everyone knows that. and he’s even sweeter as a boyfriend rather than an acquaintance. even after an argument, you could never stay mad at him for long. but you question that when you hear him talking about you after school.

“are you gonna talk to jake? i know that argument was pretty intense, but you’ve gone a week with no contact.” yuna asked as she tilted her head, standing by your locker while she waited for you to grab your belongings.

“eventually, yeah. i was thinking today after school. the thing with jake though, he either shuts down, or acts like it never happened whenever i want to talk about an argument.” you sighed.

it’s true. as open as jake may appear to be, it’s all but factual. you could never have a real talk with your boyfriend, because he hated confrontation. avoided it entirely.

typically, you don’t let arguments get in the way of your relationship. especially since living together is hard if you’re having frequent conflicts. it wasn’t too much of a problem now though, since he’s been staying at jay’s. but when you brought up the fact that he’s been spending too much time at practice, and that he always forgets your dates, jake let it all out.

it shouldn’t have been as big of a problem as it was. you just wanted to talk. but he finally argued back.

“i get it. sohee is exactly the same! don’t stress though. i know jake is a good guy, he’ll come around.” she smiled. “now let’s go to class? passing period is almost over, and yizhuo has been saving our seats.”

the lecture seemed to go by faster than usual. you were nervous as you steadily approached jake’s locker, which was directly outside his last class.

but when you heard his oh too familiar voice, you stopped in your tracks. you felt your heart sink to the floor as your stomach dropped.

“god. guys, don’t ever get a girlfriend. i’m bounded to long walks on the beach and dinner dates till i die. y/n’s demanding too much of me. i might just kill myself one day.” jake sighed.

“okay but dude, your girlfriends cool and all yet she’s lowkey uptight.” you heard heeseung say as he slapped jake’s shoulder.

“yeah man, you’ve been missing too much practice for your dates now. coach is getting upset. i saw yours and y/n’s texts the other day, and she micromanages you a lot. blink twice if you need help.” sunghoon joked as the three of them laughed out loud.

“i know, i know. i love y/n, but i cannot with her lately. thank god jay let me crash at his after the argument, because i couldn’t live with her constant nagging. she’s so fucking annoying.” he snickered. but, all their faces fell once they saw you.

you slammed jake’s locker door shut with so much force, your hand turned bright red. him and sunghoon flinched harshly, while heeseung and jay had no reaction.

your face ran hot, you felt it as you tightly closed your eyes, holding back the urge to burst out crying. the glass tears threatened to roll down your cheeks.

but one look at his desperate eyes filled with regret, and you tipped over the edge. your salty tears spilled out, past your lashes.

you sniffled as you continued to cry uncontrollably, staring at their flustered faces. jake reached out to wipe your face, but you pushed his hand away, wiping the tears yourself.

“you fucking asshole.” you whispered. “i came here to apologize. but you can’t leave it be.”

“y/n..” his eyes softened, voice faltering as his words were laced with regret and shame. he reached out for you once more, but you stepped back.

the distance between you two physically and emotionally only continued to grow. “baby, just let me talk. like you wanted.” he pleaded, begging, almost.

“i.. hate you.. how could you ever talk about me like that? i never once would even think about saying something like that about you, like you did me.” you scoffed, looking behind him as you finally realized his friends left the scene.

you watched as his eyes watered, with one last attempt of trying to reach you. but he knew you were untouchable in this moment.

“sweetheart?” he watched as you began to walk backwards, away from him.

but you didn’t let up, still hurt. you shook your head, silently telling him no.

with every step you took backwards, jake moved forward, before finally grabbing your wrists tightly so you can’t leave him.

“it costs nothing to be a sweet guy, like the version everyone sees of you. but it takes everything to be an asshole.” you mumble, before pushing him away, finally and surely leaving out the school’s glass doors.

and jake remained there, his regret suddenly transferred into anger. he kicked his locker, watching the metal rattle.

he hated how his such childish and immature words cost nothing yet everything.

“fuck..” he muttered.

“fuck!” jake said once more, but louder, yelling it out loud.

he watched out the window as you walked towards the parking lot, before getting into your car and leaving without a second thought.

“please don’t leave me.” he whispered as his vision turned blurry.

“please don’t leave me..”

thinking about jeno bringing his twin daughters on your first date because his babysitter cancelled on him at the last second....

"girls, say hi to my.. friend," jeno says, a slight hesitance in his voice. the two girls clinging to his legs slowly peer up at the new face in front of them, their big brown eyes scanning y/n's frame with uncertainty.

a beat goes by when one of the girls speaks, her dark pigtails bouncing as she shifts nervously.

"hi.." she says softly, bowing her body at an angle, just like her daddy taught her. "my name is eunbi.."

y/n gives her his sweetest smile. he wasn't expecting company on his first date with jeno, but how could be upset when jeno's daughters are the cutest little ladies he's ever seen?

"it's nice to meet you, eunbi. my name is y/n," y/n introduces himself, his hand reaching out to lightly shake the girl's much smaller hand.

this prompts the other little girl to speak up, seeing her sister interact with the handsome stranger.

"my name is eunchae!" she calls out, removing her body from her daddy's pant leg. she bounces up next to her sister and holds out her little hand, waiting for y/n to shake it.

"eunbi and eunchae, hm? such pretty names for two pretty girls," y/n says with a smile, the girls giggling behind their hands at his sweet words.

"i'm sorry that they're crashing the date. my babysitter cancelled on me like, less than 5 minutes ago." jeno says with a heavy sigh and a hand brushing his hair back.

y/n waved a dismissive hand at jeno. the male really didn't mind jeno bringing his daughters along, that much was clear.

"don't worry about it, i'm actually glad you brought them," y/n confesses, laughing at the way jeno's eyes practically bulge out of his head.

"really? forgive my shock, but most people would be upset," jeno points out, making y/n roll his eyes.

"i'm not most people, jeno," y/n points out, his arms crossed and an eyebrow cocked. jeno feels his heart beat faster at the sheer sight of y/n.

"yeah, right - uhm," jeno stutters and clears his throat, his cheeks, ears, and neck feeling warm all of a sudden.

"daddy, we're hungry!" eunchae calls out, tugging on his hand to get his attention. jeno shakes his head and claps his hands once.

"let's go eat, shall we?" he says and the four of them walk in the direction of a kid-friendly cafe, y/n holding eunbi's hand as they walk while jeno holds eunchae's.

credits to jaemmphilia, 2024. do not copy, claim, post on other platforms or feed my work into ai.

Lee Jeno || texts with boyfriend jeno!

genre: smau, fake texts, fluff, idol!bf jeno

warnings: cursing, nsfw texts, fem pronouns, angst (?) at the last slide

Lee Jeno || texts with boyfriend jeno!

genre: smau, fake texts, fluff, idol!bf jeno

warnings: cursing, nsfw texts, fem pronouns, angst (?) at the last slide

dreamies kinks .

(MDNI)

everything mentioned is consensual , unprotected sex (be smart) , everything is labelled before u read so be warned , idea by this lovely request !

❀༉‧₊˚. mark lee is needy all the time, all he every thinks about is fucking you

cock warming

the idea of just having you sit on his lap, cock buried deep inside you makes his head turn. only time during something sexual that mark will be calm. if he's stressed this is his go to. it's like meditating for him, feeling you pulse around him, warm and wet. by the end of it he'll have you face down ass up as he rams into you. "s' warm baby, sweet pussy hugging me so tight. feel good baby? feel me deep inside you?"

exhibitionism

the type where you fuck in places where you could possibly get caught. he doesn't care if you're at the mall or backstage of a concert, if he wants you he'll have you. gets turned on by the fact that someone (usually haechan) will walk in on you guys, fucks you harder so that your moans grow louder. it's his way of letting people know you're his. "shhh baby, wouldn't want someone to hear us right? wouldn't want everyone knowing how good i fuck you hm?"

recording

he will always take his phone out and start to record you. whenever he's on tour or just bored he'll open his hidden folder with all the pics and vids of you guys having sex. he might even use an audio of you moaning in one of his songs, if you let him ofc. "fuck baby, i wish you could see yourself right now, you look so hot, sound so pretty too, damn."

❀༉‧₊˚. huang renjun doesn't have sex he makes love, it's intimate and beautiful.

temperature play

whether it's wax or ice he gets turned on by seeing you squirm around from the feeling. sometimes he'll even blindfold you so you won't know what's coming. loves to hold the ice in his mouth as he traces it along your body. "like when i put ice here hm? look at how hard these pretty little nipples are baby."

marking

he always leaves marks on your body. it could be love bites on your chest, or slap marks on your ass. it's the possessive side of jun that can't help but see you painted in purple and pink. "fuck angel, you're all mine right? everyone's gonna know you're all mine."

bondage

hes the type to buy pretty ties and ropes to wrap you up in. will study kinbaku to do it with you. something about seeing you 100% vulnerable to him (and wrapped up with pretty rope) that makes him want to ravage you. "alright angel, put your hands behind your back, tell me if it's too tight okay?"

❀༉‧₊˚. lee jeno likes when you know he's in charge, sex with him is hot and rough

face fucking

loves to see you gag around him. he'll hold your head steady as he fucks himself into your mouth, barely letting you come up for air. "fuck, my pretty baby takes this cock so well. just a little bit more hm? you can do it baby."

breeding

this is a given tbh. the idea of getting you pregnant awakens the most possessive instinct in him. knowing that you trust him and only him to fill you up drives him crazy. "i'm the only one that can fill this pretty little pussy, right baby? only me."

size

another given. he alwaysss mentions how tiny you are compared to him during sex. makes you watch him as he fucks you, your tight cunt practically suffocating his cock. wraps his whole body around you, just to feel how much bigger he is than you. "fuck baby, this tight little pussy is squeezing me so good, barely fits baby, look."

❀༉‧₊˚. lee donghyuck doesn't want you to fuck him, he wants you to use him

breath play

he enjoys choking you but he loves when you choke him. your small hands wrapped around his neck as you ride him will actually drive him insane. his eyes roll back and his mouth hangs open as he feels himself losing oxygen. will literally make him finish every time. just imagine him with an opened mouth smirk as you choke him since he can't speak without air LMAO

overstimulation

that slight pain he feels as you keep fucking him after he's finished makes his toes curl. he's begging you to stop but you know deep down he loves being overstimulated. no matter how much he squirms and tries to push you off, his whiny little moans speak for themselves. "shit, shit, shit, baby, fuck, too much, s' too much, please, i can't, fuck baby i'm, i'm, fuckkk."

degradation

hyucks a dirty perv and he knows it, thats why he thinks it's so hot when you call him names, make fun of him, maybe even slap him around. hearing you talk down to him, telling him that you're better than him will have him on his knees. "fuck yes, i'm your dirty baby, shit, i'm so pathetic baby, keep using me please that's all i'm good for."

❀༉‧₊˚. na jaemin thinks you're perfect, thats why in bed all he wants to do is ruin you

face fucking

jaemin can't get enough of your mouth. all he ever wants to do is fuck your mouth until your mascaras running and drool is spilling from the sides of your lips. he does it mainly for the view tbh. his pretty girl with her mouth full of cock, yes please. "there you go princess, just like that, keep those pretty eyes on me baby, wanna see you when i stuff your mouth full of cum."

clothed sex

he takes you shopping just so he can help you pick out a cute outfit to fuck you in. he loves pushing your soaked panties to the side just to slip himself in, grabbing onto your crumpled skirt as he takes you from behind, pulling your shirt up just enough to have your tits peeking out the bottom. "look so pretty in this little skirt baby, can practically see all your ass. s' easy for me to just- slip right in."

dacryphilia

seeing that you're literally crying, cause the sex is that good is the biggest ego boost for jaemin. it'll just push him to go harder, a choked sob leaving your mouth as he fucks you at an inhumane pace. "look at you baby, fuck you so good you're crying? daddy making you feel good, hm? use your words princess."

❀༉‧₊˚. zhong chenle is a brat especially during sex, he can't help but tease you

cock warming

this little shit does this just to see you squirming. he'll have the calmest demeanor, acting completely unaffected by the fact that his cock is stuffed inside you. he's dying to just flip you over and fuck you but he'll wait till you're practically in tears begging him to fuck you. "dirty girl, can feel your pussy throbbing. can't even stay still for 5 minutes? i have no choice but to punish you hm?"

edging

literally can go hours teasing you. he'll use his cock, fingers, mouth, even toys to bring you to your orgasm, just so that he can tell you to hold it in. by the end of the night you're crying begging for release, but he's waiting for the right moment, if it ever comes... "wanna cum baby hm? i know you do, just hold on a little bit more okay? you're doing so good for me, so good, love seeing you like this beautiful."

forced orgasm

same concept different outcome, your whining and screaming is like a drug to him. i 100% believe that chenle is a pro at making girls squirt (srry not srry) the scenes almost pornographic as he rubs your clit at an inhumane pace, other hand occupied as he stuffs you full with his finger. your legs are shaking, body moist with sweat as you cum for the 5th time that night. "it's okay mama, you're okay. feel good right? let's go for one more hm?

❀༉‧₊˚. park jisung is a shy freak, blushing as he's 8 inches deep

size

jisung is big, and he knows it. big nose, big hands, big dick. he loves grabbing your tits and ass, no matter how big they are his hands make them look tiny. and he loves easing his cock into you watching as you tiny cunt sucks him in, his mouth wide open, shocked that you can take him. "oh my- baby, taking me so well, you're doing so good for me baby, just a little bit more okay? you can take it."

praise

he needs validation. hearing you say he's doing good makes him want to work harder. even if he's at his limit he'll hold it in just to keep fucking you, his priority is to make you feel good, so he loves when you reassure him "is this okay? tell me i'm doing good baby, fuck, just wanna make you feel good."

role play

i know this little freak likes when you dress up. you'd surprise him with new outfits: a nurse, a teacher, and his favorite a secretary. it gives him an excuse to put on a tie and his new glasses, and maybe just maybe, he likes the fact that he gets to be your boss, hearing you call him sir might just be the highlight of his night. "so fucking dirty, love it when your boss fills you up hm? taking you here in my office where anyone can walk in? fuck, naughty girl."

.

me when i lose my mind:

hello!! can you write a jeno fluff where you offer to sleep in a different room because your work schedules are so different and you don't wanna wake him up when you have to get up for work 🥰

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: separate rooms ✧

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing you always woke up jeno when you went to work, so you decide to offer him a solution.

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing idol!jeno x idol!reader

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋgenre fluff

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwarnings pet names (angel, honey, babe, etc)

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwc 0.7k

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋnote hii, this is my first rq so im so happy. thanks for requesting, I really appreciate it <3

it all started when your comeback came out. this means that you are busy all day with promotions and so on. your day started very early and every time you got out of bed you woke up your boyfriend, jeno. he was an idol, just like you, but his promotions had already ended a few weeks ago, so he was on break while they prepared the next comeback.

so yes, when your alarm went off at 5am and you had to get out of bed, he woke up too. he always seemed to go back to sleep after that, so it didnt seem like a big problem at first. but one day while you had a short break between your activities you decided to send him a message to see how he was doing.

you: hi jens.

you: what u doing?

jens💘: hii babe

jens💘: just watching tiktok since you left

you: you didnt go back to sleep?

jens💘: no

jens💘: i usually cant go back to sleep after you leave

you felt so bad about that. you felt bad for disturbing his rest. you know jeno andhow much he likes to sleep and rest, so you were kind of gloomy the rest of the day because of that. but talking to your group mates they gave you an idea so as not to wake him up. they told you that it was best to sleep in separate rooms. you considered it and came to the conclusion that maybe it was for the best so you would only bring it up to your boyfriend when you got home.

you arrived a little before the time the two of you normally had dinner. as soon as you opened the door, the hot air from the heating and the smell of food hit your face. you left your shoes and bag at the entrance and headed to the kitchen where jeno was. he turned around when he felt your presence in the room and he gave you the warmest smile and walked towards you to hug you.

"hello angel, how was your day?" you hugged him back and let out a tired sigh. "today was good. how are you?" you said as they separated. he returned to where he was cooking. it was something he did when he knew you would be a little late. you leaned against the door frame as you watched him cook.

"my day was also good, i was resting" the message he had sent you this morning saying that he had not fallen asleep again and the advice from your group mate came back to your mind. "are you sure? you said you hadnt gone back to sleep" your voice changed showing concern. "oh, its okay, angel. don't worry."

"no baby, its not okay" you said as you approached him and hugged him from behind. "you work so hard all year round, i cant just wake you up when you can finally rest" you rested your head on his back. he in response caressed your arms and hands that were around his waist. "honey, i think we should sleep in separate rooms."

he turned around quickly as soon as he heard you. this made you break away from the hug and when you looked at his face he looked confused. "what did you just say?" you looked at him also confused "yeah, i think we should sleep separately so i dont wake you up" he let out a giggle that seemed like he was mocking what you just told him "aw, baby you dont need to do that. the reason i cant get back sleeping when youre gone is because youre not in bed with me. unless you want me to not even be able to sleep at night, i think thats such a bad idea."

"but baby, i want you to keep sleeping when i get up," you said with a worried expression on your face. although you did not deny that what jeno had previously said had relieved you. "well, we will find a solution to that, i dont know, i will hug a pillow with your perfume, but there is no way i will sleep without you"

you did nothing but smile in response. he caressed your arm before returning to his task and you went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable. that was something you loved about jeno. he was a man who solved anything, you were lucky to have him by your side.

imagine being johnjae's fwb/coworker during nct night night and sucking their dicks under the desk and when you try to move to johnny from jaehyun, jaehyun grabs your hair to keep you on him a little longer and yea I am now dead

ohhhhhhh jaehyun is exactly this kind of guy–a little bit possessive, very needy–fuck

your fingers tracing circles into jaehyun’s thighs as you take his cock down your throat until your nose is pressed against the gathering of hair at the base of his length, he poorly conceals a shaky, breathless groan as he slowly thrusts his hips up into your mouth, always pausing to feel you swallow thickly around him. you do your best to bob your head up and down his length but, what with the fistful of hair he’s got on your head, you’re finding it hard to move of your own free will. tears spring to the corners of your eyes as he fucks your throat, tip ruthlessly abusing the back of your throat. “so good,” he pants quietly, reaching down to stroke your chin sweetly. johnny’s knee shifts under the table, and you’re reminded of the neglected male to your right. you move to pull off of jaehyun’s cock, give johnny some release, but jaehyun whines at you, pulling your head back down and cupping your cheeks as he grinds his hips into your willing mouth. he pulls out, slapping his cock against your cheeks lightly and rubbing the head of it against your tongue before he’s pushing back in. “just a second longer,” he grunts, his grip on your hair tightening as his hips stutter in pace, white warmth spilling down your throat.

when he finally lets you go, you barely manage to muster up a glare at him as he grins down at you, satisfied. 

“your mouth is just so good, i couldn’t help myself.” he purrs, and you shake your head in disbelief, patting his thigh before you shuffle over to let the older male have his way with your mouth.

hello!! can you write a jeno fluff where you offer to sleep in a different room because your work schedules are so different and you don't wanna wake him up when you have to get up for work 🥰

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: separate rooms ✧

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing you always woke up jeno when you went to work, so you decide to offer him a solution.

. . ⇢ ˗ˏˋpairing idol!jeno x idol!reader

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋgenre fluff

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwarnings pet names (angel, honey, babe, etc)

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋwc 0.7k

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋnote hii, this is my first rq so im so happy. thanks for requesting, I really appreciate it <3

it all started when your comeback came out. this means that you are busy all day with promotions and so on. your day started very early and every time you got out of bed you woke up your boyfriend, jeno. he was an idol, just like you, but his promotions had already ended a few weeks ago, so he was on break while they prepared the next comeback.

so yes, when your alarm went off at 5am and you had to get out of bed, he woke up too. he always seemed to go back to sleep after that, so it didnt seem like a big problem at first. but one day while you had a short break between your activities you decided to send him a message to see how he was doing.

you: hi jens.

you: what u doing?

jens💘: hii babe

jens💘: just watching tiktok since you left

you: you didnt go back to sleep?

jens💘: no

jens💘: i usually cant go back to sleep after you leave

you felt so bad about that. you felt bad for disturbing his rest. you know jeno andhow much he likes to sleep and rest, so you were kind of gloomy the rest of the day because of that. but talking to your group mates they gave you an idea so as not to wake him up. they told you that it was best to sleep in separate rooms. you considered it and came to the conclusion that maybe it was for the best so you would only bring it up to your boyfriend when you got home.

you arrived a little before the time the two of you normally had dinner. as soon as you opened the door, the hot air from the heating and the smell of food hit your face. you left your shoes and bag at the entrance and headed to the kitchen where jeno was. he turned around when he felt your presence in the room and he gave you the warmest smile and walked towards you to hug you.

"hello angel, how was your day?" you hugged him back and let out a tired sigh. "today was good. how are you?" you said as they separated. he returned to where he was cooking. it was something he did when he knew you would be a little late. you leaned against the door frame as you watched him cook.

"my day was also good, i was resting" the message he had sent you this morning saying that he had not fallen asleep again and the advice from your group mate came back to your mind. "are you sure? you said you hadnt gone back to sleep" your voice changed showing concern. "oh, its okay, angel. don't worry."

"no baby, its not okay" you said as you approached him and hugged him from behind. "you work so hard all year round, i cant just wake you up when you can finally rest" you rested your head on his back. he in response caressed your arms and hands that were around his waist. "honey, i think we should sleep in separate rooms."

he turned around quickly as soon as he heard you. this made you break away from the hug and when you looked at his face he looked confused. "what did you just say?" you looked at him also confused "yeah, i think we should sleep separately so i dont wake you up" he let out a giggle that seemed like he was mocking what you just told him "aw, baby you dont need to do that. the reason i cant get back sleeping when youre gone is because youre not in bed with me. unless you want me to not even be able to sleep at night, i think thats such a bad idea."

"but baby, i want you to keep sleeping when i get up," you said with a worried expression on your face. although you did not deny that what jeno had previously said had relieved you. "well, we will find a solution to that, i dont know, i will hug a pillow with your perfume, but there is no way i will sleep without you"

you did nothing but smile in response. he caressed your arm before returning to his task and you went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable. that was something you loved about jeno. he was a man who solved anything, you were lucky to have him by your side.

A Roadtrip with a Stranger | J.jh

one important rule: do not fall in love 🍑

🔅 4,831k words

🔅 fluff, overseas student!characters and more fluff!!!

🔅 youtuber!jung jaehyun x reader

🔅 warning: i didn’t proofread this :(

Hey! It’s been so long since I write on this platform. I hope you guys still like my work cause I’ve been working hard to get the desire to write again. Things has been rough for me mentally that makes me kinda lost the feeling of writing. But I decide to write again, yay! Oh and this work was inspired by an admirable travel vlog by Valspire Family where he went on a roadtrip with a stranger. I’ll put the link to the video at the very end of this work. Hope you like it, and I’m sorry that it’s not gender-neutral but you can use your own imagine from this one i guess :) love y’all.

Jaehyun swam through his e-mails. Okay, no more AdSense pouring in… He wondered. It seems like he needs to create a new content. So, Jung Jaehyun right here is a travel youtuber, where he often travels from place to place, all by himself. He loves traveling. He did it even before he discovered a whole new thing called YouTube. Yeah, that time, he travels by the help of his parents. As an abroad student, he relied a lot on his parents back in their hometown. So he saved some money to travel from close places to places before he eventually wanted to travel overseas as well. Jaehyun learned that he can’t keep using his pocket money to travel forever, he needs to look for a better way.

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Mountain High | Jjh.

genre: adventure, fluff

characters: jeong jaehyun x reader, jungwoo, taeyong, mark, winter, giselle

3,890 words

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃˚.⛰️⋆☁️

The sky above the mountain was a deep, clear blue when two hiking groups set out on their journey. The sun beamed down on the verdant trails, promising a day filled with adventure. Little did they know, the mountain had other plans.

Jaehyun, Taeyong, Jungwoo, and Mark were the epitome of camaraderie as they led the charge up the trail. These four were seasoned hikers, their banter and laughter ringing out like a steady drumbeat as they navigated the rough terrain.

Not far behind them was you, Giselle, and Winter. The three of you were no strangers to adventure, having tackled trails from the rugged to the serene. But today, something felt different—there was an edge to the air that none of you could quite place.

“We should catch up with the boys,” Winter suggested, glancing back at you and Giselle as you paused at a scenic overlook. “It’ll be fun to hike together, don’t you think?”

Giselle smiled mischievously, “Or maybe we just want to hear more of their ridiculous stories. Mark’s got a new one about Taeyong and a goat, apparently.”

You chuckled, rolling your eyes. “I’m sure that’s exactly what we need on this hike. Besides, I think they’re trying to outpace us.”

The three of you pushed on, determined to close the gap. The trail wound through dense forests, each step a rhythm in the heartbeat of the mountain. The air was crisp, the scent of pine mingling with the earthy aroma of the soil beneath your boots. But as you climbed higher, the trees thickened, and the sky became less visible through the canopy.

Unbeknownst to any of you, dark clouds were gathering in the distance.

Jaehyun slowed his pace, allowing the others to walk ahead. Something about the shifting wind didn’t sit right with him. He paused, scanning the horizon, noticing the ominous clouds creeping over the peaks.

Taeyong caught Jaehyun’s gaze. “What’s up, man? You see something?”

“Yeah,” Jaehyun replied, his brow furrowing. “Weather looks like it’s about to turn. We should be careful.”

Mark, ever the optimist, laughed. “It’s just a few clouds. We’ve handled worse.”

Jungwoo shrugged, but Jaehyun’s unease lingered. The group continued on, their conversation growing quieter as the sky began to darken.

By the time your group caught up with them, the first rumbles of thunder echoed through the mountains. You could feel the change in the air, a tension building with every step. The lighthearted atmosphere from earlier was replaced by a collective sense of unease.

“Looks like we’re in for a storm,” you remarked, drawing closer to Jaehyun. His expression was serious, his eyes fixed on the clouds that now dominated the sky.

“Yeah,” he nodded, his voice steady. “We should think about finding some shelter soon, just in case it gets bad.”

Winter glanced around nervously. “Do you think we’ll make it back down before it hits?”

Giselle looked up at the sky, biting her lip. “Maybe, but it’s a long way back. We could be caught in the middle of it.”

Just then, a sudden gust of wind whipped through the trees, sending a shiver down your spine. The storm was coming fast, too fast. The six of you exchanged glances, silently agreeing that the best course of action was to keep moving, but at a quicker pace.

As you continued up the mountain, the storm descended. What began as a drizzle quickly turned into a downpour, the rain relentless as it soaked through your clothes. The wind howled through the trees, making it hard to hear anything but the storm’s fury.

It wasn’t long before the trail became treacherous, the ground turning into a slick, muddy mess. The once steady rhythm of your steps faltered as each of you struggled to keep your footing. And then, as if to emphasize the mountain’s power, a bolt of lightning cracked through the sky, followed by a deafening boom of thunder.

Panic set in as the realization hit: you were all in serious danger. The storm was far worse than anyone had anticipated, and the trail was quickly becoming impassable.

“We need to find cover!” Jaehyun shouted over the wind, his voice barely audible. “We can’t stay out in this!”

The group scrambled to find shelter, eyes darting through the rain-slicked trees. But in the chaos, it was hard to stay together. The rain obscured your vision, the storm disorienting, and in the confusion, you were separated from the others.

You looked around frantically, trying to locate your friends, but the storm was too strong. The rain pounded down, the wind whipping your hair into your face. You couldn’t see more than a few feet in front of you.

Then, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a figure moving through the trees. You called out, and when they turned toward you, you recognized Jaehyun. Relief washed over you as he made his way toward you, his expression mirroring your own concern.

“We got separated from the others,” he shouted over the storm. “We need to find some kind of shelter until this passes!”

You nodded, trusting him to lead the way. The two of you pushed forward through the storm, your hearts pounding in your chests as you searched for anything that could provide some cover. The storm was relentless, the wind so strong it felt like it could knock you off your feet at any moment.

After what felt like an eternity, Jaehyun spotted a small cave nestled into the side of the mountain. He grabbed your hand, pulling you toward it. You stumbled inside, grateful for the temporary respite from the storm.

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🍃˚.⛰️⋆☁️

The cave was small, but it was dry, and that was all that mattered. You collapsed against the wall, catching your breath as Jaehyun crouched beside you, his gaze still wary.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice softer now that you were out of the storm.

You nodded, though your heart was still racing. “Yeah… I’m okay. Just… I didn’t expect it to get this bad.”

“Neither did I,” he admitted, running a hand through his wet hair. “But we’ll be okay here for now. We just need to wait it out.”

The storm raged outside, the wind howling like a wild beast. You could hear the rain hammering against the rocks, the occasional rumble of thunder echoing through the cave. But in here, it was almost peaceful—safe, even.

As the adrenaline from the escape began to fade, you became more aware of your surroundings. The cave was dark, the only light coming from the occasional flash of lightning outside. You could feel the chill seeping into your bones, your wet clothes clinging to your skin.

Jaehyun noticed your shivering and immediately shrugged off his jacket, offering it to you. “Here, take this. It’s not much, but it’s better than nothing.”

You hesitated for a moment, but the cold was too much to bear. “Thanks,” you murmured, accepting the jacket and wrapping it around yourself. It was warm, carrying the faint scent of pine and something distinctly Jaehyun. It helped, but the cold wasn’t the only thing making you shiver.

There was a tension between the two of you now, a silent understanding that you were alone together, isolated from the rest of the world by the storm. The cave, small as it was, felt intimate, and you couldn’t ignore the way your heart skipped a beat when Jaehyun’s gaze lingered on you a little too long.

To break the silence, you forced a smile. “Well, this is one way to make a hike memorable.”

Jaehyun chuckled, his smile easing some of the tension. “Yeah, not exactly what I had in mind when I signed up for this, but I guess we’re getting the full experience.”

“Surviving in the wilderness with just our wits and whatever we can scrounge up?” you teased. “I feel like we’re in one of those survival reality shows.”

Jaehyun grinned, his dimples appearing. “Except without the camera crew. We’re on our own here.”

The storm raged on, but the conversation brought a sense of normalcy to the situation. Jaehyun’s presence was comforting, his calm demeanor grounding you. Even as the wind howled and the rain pelted the cave entrance, you felt a little less afraid knowing he was there with you.

After a while, the conversation died down, and the two of you sat in companionable silence, listening to the storm outside. Your mind began to wander, thoughts drifting back to the rest of your group. You couldn’t help but worry about them, hoping they had found shelter as well.

Jaehyun seemed to sense your concern. “They’ll be okay,” he said softly, as if reading your thoughts. “Taeyong, Jungwoo, Mark… they’re all experienced. And your friends are tough too.”

You nodded, but the worry lingered. “I know. It’s just… this storm came out of nowhere. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Me neither,” he agreed, his voice thoughtful. “But storms like this can blow over quickly. Hopefully, it’ll be gone by morning, and we can find the others.”

His optimism was infectious, and you found yourself hoping he was right. For now, though, there was nothing to do but wait.

As the storm continued its relentless assault outside, you and Jaehyun both realized that spending the night in the cave was inevitable. The temperature was dropping, and the cold, damp air was beginning to gnaw at your bones.

Jaehyun, always practical, decided it was time to do something about it. He reached for his backpack, which had somehow remained mostly dry, and began rummaging through it.

“Let’s get a fire going,” he said, his tone determined. “We’ll need it to stay warm through the night.”

You nodded in agreement, though you weren’t sure how he planned to start a fire in such conditions. The rain had soaked everything, and it seemed impossible to find anything dry enough to use as kindling.

But Jaehyun seemed undeterred. He pulled out a compact, waterproof case from his bag and opened it to reveal an array of survival tools. There was a small hatchet, a flint striker, and even a few packets of tinder.

“Wow,” you remarked, impressed. “You came prepared.”

Jaehyun chuckled, glancing up at you with a grin. “I’ve done a few hikes like this before. It pays to be ready for anything.”

As he began to arrange a small pile of tinder and sticks, you knelt down beside him, eager to help. “What can I do?”

“Here,” he handed you the flint striker, showing you how to use it. “Try getting a spark going while I find some more dry wood.”

You took the striker, feeling the cool metal in your hand, and began striking it against the flint. It took a few tries, but eventually, a spark caught on the tinder, and you blew on it gently, encouraging the small flame.

Jaehyun returned with more wood, which he carefully placed around the growing fire. The flames crackled to life, filling the cave with warmth and a soft, flickering light. You both sat back, watching as the fire grew stronger, casting long shadows on the cave walls.

“Not bad,” Jaehyun complimented, smiling at you. “You’re a natural.”

You smiled back, feeling a sense of accomplishment. “I’ve always been good at following instructions.”

The warmth from the fire was a welcome relief, and you could already feel the chill fading from your bones. You both moved closer to the fire, sitting side by side as the flames danced between you.

For a while, the two of you sat in comfortable silence, the fire providing a sense of security in the midst of the storm. The flames flickered, casting a warm glow on Jaehyun’s face, highlighting the thoughtful expression in his eyes. There was something different about this moment—something that felt more personal, more intimate.

You shifted slightly, feeling the need to break the silence. “You know, I’ve been thinking about our first year in college together. Remember that time we both got detention?”

Jaehyun chuckled, the sound rich and warm. “How could I forget? We were both late to Professor Kim’s class.”

You laughed, the memory bringing a smile to your face. “Yeah, we thought we could sneak in without anyone noticing. But then the door creaked, and everyone turned to stare at us. I thought I was going to die of embarrassment.”

Jaehyun shook his head, still smiling. “And then Professor Kim decided to make an example of us. Detention for both of us—right after class. I remember you were so mad.”

“I was,” you admitted, shaking your head at the memory. “But it turned out to be one of the best detentions ever. We spent the whole hour just talking about random stuff. I learned so much about you that day.”

“Like what?” Jaehyun asked, his tone playful, but there was a genuine curiosity in his eyes.

“Like how you can’t stand the sound of people chewing with their mouths open,” you teased, earning a laugh from him. “Or how you have a secret talent for drawing, even though you never show your sketches to anyone.”

Jaehyun smiled, his gaze softening as he looked at you. “And I learned that you’re a night owl who survives on coffee and late-night study sessions. And that you’re one of the most stubborn people I’ve ever met.”

You pretended to be offended, but the warmth in his voice made it impossible not to smile. “Hey, stubbornness can be a good thing. It’s what gets me through those tough classes.”

“It’s one of the things I like about you,” Jaehyun said, his voice dropping to a more serious tone.

Your breath caught in your throat at his words. The fire crackled between you, but the atmosphere had shifted, the lighthearted conversation giving way to something deeper.

“Jaehyun…” you began, but he cut you off, his gaze intense.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “I’ve liked you for a while now. I just… I never found the right moment to say it.”

His confession hung in the air, the weight of it making your heart race. You had always sensed there was something more between you two, but hearing him say it out loud made it real—tangible.

“I slowed down my pace earlier on the trail,” he continued, his eyes never leaving yours. “I wanted to be near you, to make sure you were okay. I kept an eye on you and the girls because I care about you. And when the storm hit… all I could think about was finding you.”

The vulnerability in his voice, the honesty in his words, made your heart ache in the best possible way. You reached out, your hand finding his in the flickering firelight.

You could feel Jaehyun’s gaze on you, his eyes warm and intense as they traced your features. The way he looked at you made your heart race, and despite the warmth of the fire, you felt a different kind of heat rising within you.

“Jaehyun,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the crackle of the fire.

He leaned closer, his breath warm against your skin. “Yeah?”

For a moment, you hesitated, your heart pounding in your chest. But the look in his eyes, the way he was so close you could feel the heat radiating from him, made you brave.

You reached up and gently placed your hand on the side of his face, feeling the warmth of his skin under your fingertips. You could see his breath hitch, his gaze flickering down to your lips. The tension between you was palpable now, a magnetic pull drawing you closer together.

“Can I…?” you began, but Jaehyun didn’t let you finish.

He closed the distance between you, his lips meeting yours in a soft, tentative kiss. It was gentle at first, a question in the way he kissed you, as if he was giving you a chance to pull away if this wasn’t what you wanted. But when you responded, pressing back into the kiss with equal tenderness, it was like a dam broke.

Jaehyun’s hand came up to cup the back of your head, his fingers threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss. His lips were warm and soft, moving against yours with a sweetness that made your heart swell. The world outside ceased to exist; there was only the two of you, the warmth of the fire, and the feeling of Jaehyun’s lips on yours.

The kiss was slow, unhurried, filled with the emotions that had been building up between you for so long. You could feel everything he was trying to say in the way he kissed you—the longing, the care, the affection that he hadn’t been able to put into words until now.

When you finally broke apart, both of you were breathing heavily, your foreheads resting against each other’s as you tried to catch your breath. You could see the way Jaehyun’s chest rose and fell rapidly, the same way yours did, and the sight made you smile.

“Wow,” you whispered, your voice still a little breathless.

Jaehyun chuckled softly, his thumb brushing over your cheek in a tender gesture. “Yeah… wow.”

For a moment, you just looked at each other, the firelight reflecting in his eyes, making them look even warmer than usual. His smile was soft, his dimples appearing as he looked at you with an expression that made your heart flutter.

“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” Jaehyun admitted, his voice low and filled with emotion. “But I never knew if you felt the same way.”

You smiled, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to the corner of his mouth. “I did… I do. I’ve liked you for so long, Jaehyun. I just didn’t know how to tell you.”

He sighed softly, pulling you closer so that you were nestled against his chest. “I guess we were both too afraid to say anything. But I’m glad we finally did.”

You nodded, feeling the steady beat of his heart under your ear. It was comforting, grounding you in the reality of the moment. This was real—Jaehyun’s feelings, your own, the warmth of his arms around you. It was all real, and it made you feel like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

For a while, you stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, the warmth of the fire and the intimacy of the moment making everything else fade away. The storm outside was still fierce, but inside the cave, with Jaehyun by your side, it felt like nothing could touch you.

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The next morning, the storm had finally passed, leaving the forest drenched and glistening under the pale morning sun. The air was crisp and fresh, the sky a clear, brilliant blue that felt like a promise of better things to come. The birds were singing again, and the world seemed to have come back to life after the chaos of the previous night.

You and Jaehyun had slept in short shifts, keeping the fire going and listening for any signs of the storm easing. As dawn broke, you both packed up what little you had taken out, dousing the remnants of the fire with water from Jaehyun’s canteen.

Despite the trials of the night, you felt lighter, a warm glow in your chest from everything that had happened between you and Jaehyun. There was a new kind of closeness now, a bond forged in the heart of the storm and sealed with the gentle kisses you had shared.

“Ready to head back?” Jaehyun asked, shouldering his backpack and giving you a reassuring smile.

You nodded, smiling back. “Ready. Let’s go find the others.”

The hike back to the base camp was much easier now that the storm had passed. The trail was muddy, and the ground was slick in places, but with Jaehyun by your side, it felt like a walk in the park. You both moved quickly, eager to reunite with your friends and let them know you were safe.

It didn’t take long before you started seeing signs of other hikers—muddy footprints, a few discarded wrappers, and the sound of distant voices.

“Over here!” a voice called, and you turned to see Winter waving frantically from the edge of the camp. Giselle and the boys—Taeyong, Jungwoo, and Mark—were with her, all of them looking a little worse for wear but otherwise unharmed.

“There you are!” Giselle shouted, rushing over to pull you into a tight hug. “We were so worried when we got separated!”

“We’re okay,” you reassured her, hugging her back just as tightly. “Jaehyun found me, and we took shelter in a cave. What about you guys?”

“Once the storm hit, we all hunkered down in our tents,” Taeyong explained, walking over with a relieved grin. “We stayed put until morning. But when we realized you and Jaehyun weren’t with us, we started to worry.”

Mark smirked, glancing between you and Jaehyun. “Looks like you two had quite the adventure.”

You felt a blush creep up your cheeks, but before you could respond, Winter’s eyes widened as she seemed to piece something together. “Wait a minute—are you two…?”

Jaehyun, ever composed, wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close with a grin. “Yeah, we’re together now.”

There was a moment of stunned silence, and then the camp erupted into cheers and laughter. Jungwoo clapped Jaehyun on the back, a wide grin on his face. “About time, man! We’ve all been waiting for this to happen.”

Giselle’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she nudged you. “So, a stormy night in a cave, huh? Sounds like the perfect setup for romance.”

You laughed, shaking your head at her teasing. “It was… unexpected, but it brought us closer. We finally admitted how we feel about each other.”

“And now they’re officially a couple!” Winter cheered, clapping her hands in excitement. “This trip really was a success in more ways than one.”

Taeyong, always the leader, stepped forward with a proud smile. “Well, I’d say this hiking trip turned out to be quite the matchmaking adventure. Who knew a storm could bring two people together like this?”

Mark grinned, slinging an arm around Taeyong’s shoulders. “Maybe next time we should plan for a storm on purpose. Might help more of us find our soulmates.”

The group burst into laughter at Mark’s suggestion, the mood light and celebratory. It was clear that everyone was relieved to be back together and safe, and the fact that you and Jaehyun had finally confessed to each other was the icing on the cake.

As the group gathered their gear and prepared to head back home, Mark couldn’t resist one last comment. “So, how are we going to top this on our next trip? It’s going to be hard to beat a stormy night romance.”

Jaehyun chuckled, squeezing your hand. “I think we’ll just have to wait and see what happens. But no matter what, I’m just glad we’re all safe and that I got to be with someone special.”

You smiled up at him, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “Me too. This was definitely a trip to remember.”

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Dream()scape. Jeno

"Remember. Survive. Run."

Pairing. Jeno x Reader ft Nct Dream

Synopsis. Jeno is deposited in a community of boys after his memory is erased. He finds himself not only drawn but also attracted to you and he doesn't know why. Soon learning they are all trapped in a maze that nobody wants to escape- he joins forces with you in order to escape.

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Your heart is beating wildly as your eyes make out the speed rate in which the fire is spreading at. The building your standing on not being able to withstand the vast heat which melts all beams and poles holding it's structure. Any second now, it’ll collapse with you on it. Your gaze shifts back to Jeno who finally tramples on the ground after a hard jump-off off the building. He breathes deeply before arising turning back having his arms open. “I’ll catch you.”

You shake your head. “Jeno I’m scared.”

“Don’t be. I’m right here.” Jeno gulps breaking a sweat by how close he is at the ground to the fire. But he can’t leave, not without you. “Come on babe, jump.”

“Jeno, I’m scared.”

“Don’t be.” Jeno softens his tone understanding how you’re feeling. “I’m right here. I wouldn’t let you fall down. I’m right here, come on,”

You duck in fright when hearing another crush and the grounds rumble and shake indicating that the beams won’t hold on for so long. You feel the vibration of the ground and peek back at Jeno who’s still looking up at the large building three stories high.

“Do you trust me?”

“For hell’s sake Jeno. How many times do I have to say it?” You pant out when looking at him from the broken run down ledge you’re on. “I trust you.”

“Then jump. I promise. I’ll catch you.” Jeno emphasizes eagerly needing you to jump, while holding his arms out. “Don’t look down and just jump.”

Taking one last deep breath, you wobble your feet while closing your eyes losing all your thoughts when take a high step leaping into the unknown and jumping into the dark night air. The wind is fast in pressing your entire body causing you to squeal and shut your mouth leaving it all in Jeno’s hands. Watching you fall is enough is cause him a heart attack, but he knows he can’t miss you by a second which is why he’s calm in your rapid fall until you’re close enough! Crashing into him with rough and colliding speed Jeno humphs making sure not to fall. Your arms immeditaly latch around his neck breathing heavily crying out his name. “Jeno, Jeno.”

“Don’t worry I caught you,” He breathes out in relief. “Come on, if we run we can make it.”

“I don’t think I can run,” You’re still panting unevenly. Jeno doesn’t hold it against you, but secures you on his back making a run for it on the dark narrow street to a dark door in view.

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Opening up his eyes, Jeno is awakened from the sleep induced nap. The lights up on the ceiling indicate he’s back in reality, especially when looking around at the white room filled with only machines and large screens that would be used to produce his dream into images. Getting up he stands up on his feet, just as the instructor removes the little wires attaching on his forehead tucking them back in the machine. “Well done. You came in first again. Completed the simulation in 7 minutes.”

“That’s great.” Jeno wipes on his forehead. “And Y/n?”

The instructor typing rapidly on his laptop peeks at Jeno with a sigh. “You really have to stop doing that. These simulations are not for you to go and look for her. They’re built with the purpose of studying the brain. What makes the strong, strong and what makes the weak, weak. Y/n is weak. These challenges are made with the purposes to create a better and fit new world where only the strong can survive.”

“Y/n is strong. She just needs-”

“No she’s not. Jeno you can’t keep protecting her.” The scientist gets up from his seat. “You’re our best pupil and we can’t have you chasing after her, which is why we changed the rules. The person who comes in first place will join hands with us, while we keep testing the remaining subjects.”

Jeno’s eyebrows furrow. “I’m not understanding.”

“Follow me.”

Walking out the white experiment room, Jeno has a bad feeling crawling up his mind. Ever since the Corona hit in 2020, the world went into shambles trying to look for a cure. The strong doctors and scientist joined forced in creating a cure. To no avail, it was unsuccessful. However, that didn’t stop the government from expanding their minds and thoughts. In each continent, billions of dollars were poured into building large facilities of ‘paradise’. Within these facilities, civilization would continue on as a new world. However, entry wouldn’t be given to the healthy and non-infected, but instead it would be given to the strong, fearless and fastest and those who’d fight for it. This New World Order permitted for anyone who wanted a chance at a new life to equip themselves and undergo several harsh trainings as well as tests in certain facilities, in order to see if they were fit for the New World. Jeno just as much as the rest of the world wanted to survive, so he, you and your brother Jaemin applied.

They called your section Project: ‘N’. With 50 test subjects. If all 50 of you passed, then you’d be selected into living in the new civilization. However, the tests have been grueling and merciless. From escaping dangerous situations, to remaining stealth in the face of trouble. Sometimes harsh training was done in order to prepare you. For those that failed, they were immediately cut and never given another chance to participate. Because as stated, if they died in the simulations or training, then there was nothing anyone could do. For a solid 4 months, Jeno, Jaemin and you have stuck together despite the unspeakable challenges. Even though you all slept in different chambers, once being tested in the lab, you’d all be in the same simulation… which is how Jeno was always able to find you. Without Jeno you would’ve been cut a long time ago. The challenges for you were unbearable, but you drew your strength from your brother and boyfriend who refused to leave you behind.

But things are about to be different, when Jeno steps into a white large hall and follows the judge on stage. Jeno faces the empty hall. “As you finished early, those who finished will come in.”

No later then said, Jeno’s heart simmers when seeing you enter into the hall with your doctor. He places you in the front. You look up to Jeno on the stage and smile. Jeno finds the strength to smile at you too. He just doesn’t like that he’s up on the stage, while you’re down there. The others soon begin to fill up the hall. In team ‘N’ there were 50 people, but after the challenges it went down to 40. So once all 40 subjects are in the hall, all the scientist go up on the stage. Jeno’s doctor, also the head of all operations steps forward. “Congratulations to you all. You’ve made it through to the next mission. As if you’ve noticed, subject 24, Lee Jeno has made it first again. This time around we’ve decided to switch things up. To give the rest of you a chance. Jeno will no longer be participating in the challenges.”

That’s news to all the subjects ears. The room falls dead silent with Jeno being worried.

“He’ll join the scientist team in testing you lot. Jeno has pushed through every challenge like a boulder breaking through mountains. He’s basically qualified himself as a worthy and resourceful member to join our New World Civilization.” The scientist says. “You lot are still weak, unworthy, an absolute disgrace on field. So with the help of Jeno, we will intensify the challenges in order to cut down you massive 40 to be just 14. This operations will begin from tomorrow. You may all take your rest, chambers open at 6AM sharp.”

Fear coats you when looking at Jeno as he keeps his eyes straight ahead. There’s no way you’d be able to make it now. Especially without him.

The challenges begin with a bang when the members are put under a simulation of battling an earthquake and finding a way to safety. Jeno is tasked to watch a subject, Lee Mark. His task is to increase the earthquake to make it difficult for Mark. While Lee Mark doesn’t come out first, he does make it out at 19’th place. Sending Mark back into his room, Jeno quickly makes it out the lab in search for you. Walking into your usual testing room, he sees your doctor watching the screen. Once noticing you, he smirks. “It was always a bummer watching her screen and seeing you make a run towards her. Finally she’s all alone and we can see just how slow she is in these challenges. My bet is that she’ll make it out last.”

Jeno watches the screen, his heart aching when seeing you trapped underneath a large truck. You’re screaming and crying trying to pull yourself out of the trap. But you can’t make it. Jeno keeps praying in his heart that you’ll make it. Time ticks by and you’re still trapped, while the doctor intensifies the earthquake. As the ground crumbles thankfully the truck wedges itself underneath giving you some room. Being badly bruised and blood gushing out of your stomach, you wobbly get up and begin running. Jeno is almost in tears of joy as well as agony when watching you weakly run trying to get to that one black door that always appears at the end of the challenges. When you pass through it, Jeno cheers inwardly. You made it through.

“Even though she made it, she’s too late.” The scientist begins packing up his laptop. “I’ll leave you to say you’re last goodbyes.”

Jeno glares at the door once it shuts and he’s next to your bed by an instant. Your eyeballs move underneath your eye sockets before they flicker open. You grunt out in pain holding onto your stomach. “Hey it’s okay, I’ve got you,” Jeno’s voice to your ears only makes you whimper and get up eagerly trying to get into his embrace. Jeno’s quick in holding onto you tightly. “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“Jeno I can’t do it anymore,” You cry shaking. “Jeno it’s too hard,”

Jeno’s eyes spread with tears try to blink the tears away as he bends down, his hands resting on the sides of your head looking into your tearful eyes. “You’re my girl, and I believe in you. There’s no challenge that will over throw you. Okay?” He kisses your forehead. “I hate seeing you in pain, but you’re so brave. Keep it up, okay.” Jeno gives you one last hug before sending you back to your room to rest up.

As you leave, he finds himself sneakily opening up the scientist laptop. Checking the time you finished in, 45 minutes, Jeno erazes the number and puts in 15 minutes instead. He saves the progress and shuts the laptop. However he’s in for a rude awaken, when the results are revealed showing the times. You’re name is part of the 10 who finished early. Of course your scientist is shocked, but he hides it. The last performing member who lasted 30 minutes, Renjun automatically gets cut. Hearing that he’s cut, causes Jeno to stress. If they got cut, it means they were out. He had to make sure that you’d never be cut. And so in every challenge, every mission once Jeno is done with Mark, he quickly makes it to your room to watch you push through. If you passed well, he’d be proud of you, but if you passed but didn’t make it on time, he’d secretly change your scores.

“Jeno. We need to talk.” One evening, Jeno is called to the main lab where all the scientist would bring in their results. Never being in this part of the building before, Jeno is stunned when seeing large capsules filled with blue liquid. There’s a whole passage of these cylinder capsules. A lot of them are empty, but only a few are filled with blue water. Jeno makes out a face, Renjun’s face and he points at it.

“Hey, wasn’t he cut?”

“Once they’re cut, we send them to their final destination. If the manage to escape in the last simulation, they’ll leave and go back to their homes out of this facility and will be deemed as unfit for the New World Order. But, if they die in the simulation, they die in real life.” The scientist explains. “So you see, we do give them a chance. Although, we’ve noticed something strange. Dealing with Y/n’s scores.”

Jeno stiffens, avoiding eye contact with the scientist and keep his eyes on Renjun’s monitor screen. Renjun seems to be in a large field busy building some kind of shelter.

“If you change her results one more time, she’ll be cut.” Is all the scientist says before leaving the room, but stops and turns around to look at Jeno. “I’m serious Jeno. Do it again. And we won’t have any mercy on her. She’ll join her brother who’s already been cut.”

Jeno is stiff faced but nods his head. He wanted to save you, but he didn’t want you to die. Which is why, as he keeps watching Renjun, he notices that the other people that are also in the capsules, are in the same place as Renjun, because in the simulation, the people are building a hut. From there, Jeno gets an idea. He didn’t really want to be a part of the New World Order if you weren’t beside him. So orchestrating a plan, Jeno finds himself risking not only his life, but yours.

3 years later.

Choking on his own breath a guy awakens with a start when hearing (literally hearing) his life flash before his ears with sounds of sheer terror! Adjusting his eyes to the darkness he finds himself in a dark rigidity caged elevator shooting at a high speed into the unknown darkness. As the raging wind sweeps past his face, he's panicked and dares not to move being taken aback by the panic gripping him. The air that seems to be pressing and speeding against him as he lies still (in fear) has only grown since waking up in this strange place. He can't move or speak, and is too afraid to make any noise in case it may lead to his doom! He can't even think or dare wonder where he is as his mind can only scream out: Don't make a sound! His senses kick in peek fear when red lights begin flashing and warning siren sounds blurt in high frequency all over- causing the things in the darkness to awaken as they growl, snarl and screech. Proceeding to be silent he can only sit up gripping the edges of the bottom of the cage as he tries to level his breathing as the sweat drips from his forehead until –

Silence.

Unlike his shaky breath, the other shaky thing is the cage. Metal creaking while swaying side to side. His eyes are shut in pain upon the sudden dungeon-like sound of the cage doors opening. Just as the doors open up he snaps his head to the side being blind by the blazing light coming into the dark pit. He uses his hand to block out the protruding light coming from what looks like the sun and stilettos of figures. Forcing his eyes to adjust, he makes out human looking males peering down at him. It's already late to react in confusion as a man in all black suddenly jumps into the low cage. Causing the guy in the cage to grip the bottom by how heavy it sways with rigid sounds. "Fresh face." The man in black comments before grabbing the guy by the shoulders and with clutched strength he lifts him off the ground. The guy feels himself being lifted up roughly by other guys as they toss him out the cage on green spikey grass.

"Fresh face? More like stiff faced." Another one says as more men emerge blocking him, mockingly and even curiously peeking at him like some circus act. Being uncomfortable by the stares as well as being cramped and crowed on like some freak he's quick in swinging his fist at the first guy he sees before sprinting past with all his might. Not bothering by the sounds of shock laced with enthusiasm from the group of guys, he keeps running. He is running in panic, the weightless feeling of wind and sweat on the surface of his skin only edge him to run more until he takes note of his surroundings. It's enough to bring in more confusion and distortion in his mind as he trips and tumbles rolling in speed until he face-plants into the grass. Feeling incredibly discombobulated and confusion spreads in all his mind, he looks up high while panting out his last sanity. His nose hurts but he's way too focused on what he sees. Has he lost his mind? Is he in some weird frequency dream? Or is it real, that as he peeks high, his head keeps going up as his eyes try to understand the large wall with no ending. Being about tens of meters tall, the walls not only stretch high but are joint closed creating what looks to be an impenetrable wall of concrete. Complete silence blocks his ears. His eyes and head move around the four walls that keep him and the boys shut in green pastures of wilderness.

He can only stare in a trance. He shakes his head as he keeps turning around - not paying mind to the sounds of approvals and cheers from the group of boys all piled and standing near each other in uniforms of black. This isn't reality he tries to tell himself as he zones out staring at the high walls. It's not long before he's broken out of his trance and gripped from behind being forced to move by several guys until he's thrown into a brick like cage made as a prison. “Hey! What are you doing?” They don’t answer him, leaving him to look at his view…of the field, while rubbing on his sore nose. He stares at the field with curiosity and wonder, noting the different huts made of bricks and bamboo. He sees the guys moving into the cage and out of it carrying bags filled with food, water bottles, and stones.

He backs up when suddenly a face appears in front of his cage. "We started off roughly. So I’m hoping you’re calmer now," The stranger turns his face to the side showing his bruised face. "I'm not the best fighter so if you throw hands I'll get the boys who fight."

That doesn't make the new guy any less anxious as he balls his fists tighter trying to maintain distance by staying back in the corner of the cage. The stranger in black notices and with a little smile has his hands in the air. "Let's try a different approach shall we? Promise not to run, or punch and we'll get along just fine.” Opening up the caged bamboo prison cell, the stranger takes a seat on the ground peering at the new guy. "My name is Renjun. Yours?" The stranger’s voice sounds sweet, but his stiff face doesn’t resemble his tone. Looks dangerous.

With trembling lips, the guy's mind clouds when suddenly he can't remember his name. "I can't… I can’t remember my name?” The new guy shakes his head, hearing his raspy voice he clears it. Who is he?

"Relax, it's happened to all of us. You'll get your name in a day or two. It's the one thing they let us keep."

Already from the words coming out of Renjun's mouth, the new guy shakes his head. "This isn't normal." He looks at himself, seeing he's in a black buttoned down shirt and pants just like Renjun- only except the guy sees that his own shirt is tucked and everything he's wearing looks new but Renjun’s clothes look faded and old. It seems everyone is wearing the same uniform. "What is this place?"

"Can I show you?” With little trust in Renjun, the new guy coyly follows. "We eat here, sleep here, grow our own food, and build our own shelter. This is a new world. Whatever we need like clothes, ropes, tools etc. the box provides."

"Box provides?"

"Yes," Renjun turns around nodding his head to the center of the wilderness, the cage that the guy remembers he came out of. "Sends enough supplies up once a month, with a new fresh face."

"Fresh face being me?" the guy questions looking around. "Wait, I'm confused."

"It's normal for you to be–"

"No it's not. When you say new world, are you saying this is some sort of paradise? Who sent me here? Why am I here? Are we trapped inside these walls? Why can't I remember a thing? I can't even remember my name. Why?”

"I really wish I had the answers to your questions." Renjun shrugs his shoulders stating firmly, only letting the guy know that despite his height and petite frame, Renjun has a voice of authority.

"If I may say, it's something we all can't answer," Another guy startles the new guy when just answering out of nowhere. “I’m Donghyuck. Do you have a name?”

"And why are we all in uniform? Why are we all wearing black?"

Donghyuck chuckles. "Fresh face surely is a questioner. Look, let your mind chill for a bit," Donghyuck stretches out his hand but the new guy runs his hands over his head looking around. Donghyuck retreats his hands with a chuckle. "Just chill.”

“Fresh face, you need to pay attention otherwise, you’ll be confused forever. Donghyuck is second in command whenever I’m not around."

"Thank goodness he’s always around." Donghyuck jokes. “Anyway, I just came over to ask if we’re prepping for tonight.”

“Of course we are. We’ve got a new fresh face,” Renjun says and taps the new guy’s shoulder. “You sure are jacked. Get me Jisung,”

Donghyuck nods his head. "Yeah sure. Nice meeting you fresh face. That was some running you did back there. For a second I almost thought you were a dreamer, that's until you fell face first into the ground."

"Dreamer?" He questions. "What's that? Are we in a dream?"

"Again with the questions. Just relax." Donghyuck walks away.

"Come on," Leading the new guy toward a tree that's stacked with boards like some unfinished tree house, Renjun holds his hand out for the newly fresh face to take once they reach the top. The new guy gets a full view of the wilderness they seem to be in. "This is it. It's all we have. Life in the walls. We work hard. We build it all, and we survive. Respect this place and you'll get on just fine with everybody."

Renjun watches as curiosity pokes out of the new guy. "What's out there?" Looking at the walls, the new guy notices that there's a section of the walls that's opened up, only by a hefty gap. Beyond it, is a long corridor space revealing nothing else except darkness.

Renjun folds his arms. "I don’t know. But here are some rules that we strictly follow. Do your part. Never harm another person. And most importantly never go beyond those walls."

"Hey Renjy!" The chirpy and peaceful voice of someone below gets the attention of both the guys. The new guy looks down, seeing a bright smiling guy.

"Jisung, you're just in time." Renjun smiles. Seeing as it’s the end of the tour, the new guy following behind Renjun has a scowl on his face, the confusion still evident on his face. Once down, the bright face of Jisung bows and eagerly encourages the new guy to follow on while Renjun wishes him a great time. The guy known as Jisung moves along the wilderness where there’s several guys working on the fields. Making it to rows of trees and stacked woods built as shelter, the new guy sees beds… more like hammocks strapped on trees. Jisung finds himself making a new bed from scratch while the new guy stands idly watching.

"As tradition, I’ll be with you at all times. I was the last person last month, so it's an honor to show you your bed and be your buddy for the next few days. It's kind of like our own training system, to help you get around a bit. I feel like you'll do just fine," Jisung smiles. "I actually peed myself twice before they could even get me out the box. Speaking of which, you run really fast - oh shindigs!" Jisung cusses lowly when realizing that the new guy is already so far away while trailing towards the open gap of walls. "Hey! Fresh face!" he whisper yells while chasing. "You can't go there,"

"Why the hell not?" The new guy sounds more curious and angrier.

Jisung finally catches up to the new guy and stops him half way. "Because it's the rule-"

"That's not a rule. That's madness. I need to get out of here before I lose any more of my sanity."

Just as Jeno is about to pass Jisung, his eyes move quick to the walls when he spots two males… in jogging style running out from within the walls. Two guys with straps of body vests on them with things such as water bottles, knife sockets and such. Passing by Jisung, the guys acknowledge Jisung.

"What's this, a new face?" One guy laughs. "You've finally been promoted Jisung. How do you feel, good?"

"I feel good Jaemin," Jisung smiles. "Hey Y/n,"

Y/n. Is that a girl? The new guy tilts his head when you catch his eyes. At first you looked like a male, but with your hair plaited back, bare ladylike face, feminine figure. He's surprised by his face that just automatically coats in a shade of pink when you smirk and wink at him. "A new guy. Hey Jisung. Showing him around?”

"Yes,” Jisung answers.

You smile nodding your head once to the new guy. “Welcome,” Following along your path behind Jaemin you leave the new guy staring for a while before turning to Jisung.

"I thought it was only guys here." Survive and Run. The new guy hears in his head over and over again, but when looking at you, he can’t help but be curious about you.

"It is," Jisung chuckles. "She's as much of a guy as any of us, only except she's female."

"I thought no one was allowed to go in there." The new guy changes the topic when feeling his whole body become warm just from thinking about you.

"I said we're not allowed to go in there. They're different, they're dreamers, they know more about the maze more than anyone. So it's safer that way."

One too many things pop up in the new guy's head, one being the word 'dreamer' and the other being the word 'maze'. Not liking the sound of any of the words, he backs up. "Maze?"

"What?"

"You just said maze,"

"I did?" Jisung can only follow behind the new guy trying to stop him from getting close to the walls, but the new guy doesn't stop. "Dube please. We can’t-” Jisung holds him back but the new guy has some strength in him. "I told you we can't leave, especially not now. It's not safe."

"Fine." Despite saying fine, the new guy is filled with so much curiosity that if there was a cat around it would die. Being so close to the open wall and seeing far beyond another wall, only makes the new guy take slow ruling steps forward.

"Hey!"

Being shoved violently off his feet and straight onto the ground has the new guy panting in anger when trying to see who pushed him. Recognizing the face as the same guy who pulled him out the cage, the new guy bites his lip angrily. "Weren't you told politely not to leave?"

Instantly getting back up on his feet, the new guy shoves the other guy back and backs up when noticing that it causes quite a commotion among the other guys as they hazardously approach. "Hey, just calm down will you. Mark why'd you push him?"

"Why'd you let him so close to the wall Jisung?" The Mark guy retaliates.

"Relax," Spotting Renjun and Donghyuck running towards him, the new guy can only pant out in anger watching the group of boys surround him cautiously telling him to relax. If anything, he's even more paranoid with questions bursting out of his head. "What the hell is wrong with you guys?!"

"Just calm down ok-" Donghyuck appears in the front trying to settle the guy with Renjun also with open arms trying to motion for him to be calm.

"No! Why won't you guys just tell me what's out there-"

Renjun speaks up with stern. "We're trying to protect you."

"From what!? Just let me go!"

"Stop backing up into the wall, you'll only get hurt-"

"You guys just can't keep me here!"

"We can't let you leave either." Renjun persists in a tough tone.

"Why the hell not?!"

Renjun can barely get a word in when a loud bricked sound scraping the ground jolts everyone back. The new guy moves back too and stares at the massive walls closing in. The sounds are irritating and the scraping of concrete doesn't help the ear drums as they stand too close. The new guy can only watch in horror as the walls close further more until they are shut with such a loud bang, that birds from the trees begin flying off.

A whole moment of silence passes by before someone's shoulder bumps him. It's the same guy who knocked him over, Mark. "Next time, I'll let you leave. Damnit. We got an angry fresh face."

The new guy feels more than homesick, he feels confided in this small sinking space and just wants to leave. Unlike his intrusive thoughts, he's left alone standing and staring at the wall while the others leave. Minutes turn to hours with the new guy sitting in front of the wall just staring at it. He watches the sun disappear and the hue change color.

"Hey there,"

The new guy cracks his head back being surprised when seeing no light in the sky and all that's left is darkness and a distant quarter moon. But aside from the day turning to night, his eyes wonder over yours that are peering at him. It surely drives away all the questions and thoughts in his head. Your hair fanning around your face, curly and wavy being softly blown by the wind and your smirk, give a soft aura but your black pants and black vest with straps around holding different tools and weapons give a tough hard impression. You're standing up with a long stick in your hand rooted in the ground. Perhaps it's because you're a girl, or maybe because he feels this accepting presence with you, but all he knows is that he prefers your presence rather than the other guys. It even makes him cool off.

You tilt your head to the side and crouch before him. "You know, usually when a fresh face shows up, we throw a party for him. But it seems like you're out here sulking while your party is being run without you. Doesn't make sense now, does it?" It's your smile that has the new guy breathing deeply. You’re so close. "I don't feel like partying,"

"Come on, Donghyuck sent me to get you," You hold your hand out peering into his eyes. "And he had a feeling you wouldn't say no to a pretty girl. Unless of course you don't think I'm pretty,"

For the first time since arriving, the new guy feels himself being able to smile. He takes your hand in his but uses his own strength to get up not wanting to hurt you - however feeling your hand, he feels your strength and is stunned. "You're strong."

"Don't be fooled by these boobs, I can lift up 10 guys with these muscles." You joke, especially when motioning to your flat chest that's not so busty. It makes him smile and nervously rubbing his hands. "Now let’s go and enjoy your party. I’m Y/n by the way. I’m a dreamer. So I look forward to protecting you." Leading him to the celebration camp, the new guy's face watches as the group of boys around a center wait for you. The new guy can only watch as the other boys welcome you with shouts of joy before setting their sticks ablaze and with warrior cries chant out ‘welcome’ before throwing your sticks into the fire. Instantly rapid fire spreads on the branches just as loud drums and bongos beat together creating music. Drinks are served, food is roasted and passed around, everyone being happy and 'celebrating'. All but the new guy.

You take notice of this yet you’re stopped from approaching him when your vision and memory become one- you see an illusion of him looking at you and grinning from ear to ear before engulfing you in a hug. Blinking rapidly and forcing yourself to look away, your heart beats once when hearing a name from the memory. Muttering the name out, "Jeno…" You feel your heart beat faster. Your gaze shifts back to the new guy… He resembles the man in your dreams. The one you've seen almost every night, telling you that he'll come for you… Could it be?

"Of all people to look at with lovey dovey eyes," Your attention snaps back to Jaemin as he trumps beside you tucking you underneath his arm. "You chose the fresh face?"

You chuckle and lean your head on his avoiding to peer at Jeno again… "Jeno," you say much louder.

"What? Is that his name?" Jaemin questions.

“Jeno.” You surprise yourself when saying the name again. "I don't know. I just heard it."

Jaemin chuckles. "By chance, is he the one you've been dreaming about?"

Being a dreamer with Jaemin for more than 2 years, you've confided in him as a personal diary for all your worries, secrets and even dreams. The first time arriving into the field with only men, you had a tough time getting along with the guys, or even opening up to them, but amongst all the guys, the first guy who you found to be easier to get along with was Jaemin. He was almost like a big brother protecting, caring and even guarding. He guarded you. So knowing all your secrets, he's attentive to the way your eyes flicker every once in a while to the new fresh faces guy. Feeling protective, he even gives the new guy a stare down when he catches the new guy looking at you. In this wilderness with all these men, nothing has ever scared you because Jaemin has made you to be tough and strong just like him. He's almost groomed you like a younger brother he's always wanted. Made sure you could stand your own whenever he wasn't around. So his gaze challenges the new guy.

"It's something isn't it?" The new guy peeks his head to the side when seeing another figure leaning on the wall beside him. Donghyuck. He says nothing and looks away from the campfire that everyone is basking in and enjoying and faces the walls.

Donghyuck smiles and puts a drink in front of him. "Here, put something in your throat," Feeling thirsty, the new guy takes on the drink and chugs on it, only to quickly reflex and splurt it out of his mouth coughing out, while hearing a chortle coming from Donghyuck's direction. "What the hell is this?" The new guy asks, trying not to grunt.

"I don't even know. It's Mark’s secret drink to help loosen up. Tastes good after a couple of takes," Donghyuck shrugs his shoulders drinking it up. The new guy, after hearing Mark’s name internally rolls his eyes. "Looks like he’s not in your good books. Mark’s hot headed with everybody, so just ignore him. He’s beneficial in our little society, so we wouldn’t want to kill him just yet.”

"Society…" The new guy shakes his head and looks forward back to the walls that are surrounded in dark ominous shades, especially now that it's night time. The only thing visible to the new guy is how those walls closed, and he felt his freedom fleeing away. "We're trapped here, aren't we?"

Donghyuck, also looking at the walls sighs deeply and shakes his head. "For the moment," This causes the new guy to look at Donghyuck in doubt. After what he saw this evening, there's no way he can believe him. They refused him to leave and then the walls shut. What if that was his way out and those walls were clearly open for him? Celebration? What a joke. They purposely trapped him in here. But he won't say it out loud because the look in Donghyuck's eyes flickers into one of hope as he stands away from the wall and motions for the new guy to follow along. "Look there. Those two over there, are the dreamers. Y/n and Jaemin."

That gets the new guy's attention as he peeks from the little wall he's on and looks beyond the fire. His eyes linger on you. You’re drinking and talking looking just as intimidating even when doing nothing, yet your smile once in a while makes you appear less threatening. "The dreamers, they're the ones who can run in the maze right? I just don’t see why we all can’t just run out this place."

"That guy, Jaemin is the leader and Y/n, is his loyal front-runner. They used to be more but now it's just them. We joke and call them Bonnie and Clyde because of how close they are. Every morning once the walls open they run into the maze, mapping it, memorizing it and trying to find a way out,"

"Finding a way out?” That’s news to his ears. “How long have they been looking?"

Donghyuck bites the inside of his lip before speaking. "Three years,"

The new guy is left dumbfounded. "Three years? And they haven't found anything?" The new guy grunts. “He’s probably getting his dick wet while the rest of us-”

“Yikes man.” Donghyuck chortles. “Did we catch you on a bad day or something, or is this how you are everyday?”

“I don’t know how you expect me to react, three years?”

"It's much easier said then done," Just in time Donghyuck holds a hand to his ear. "Listen," The new guy can only watch him, yet when distant churning sounds and scrapes can be heard, his attention moves to the walls. The sound is coming from there. It sounds like light thunder however he knows it's not thunder because there's an eerie pull sound to it. "Hear that? It's the maze. It changes every night,"

It's when the new guy hears it again, that he realizes that it's the only sound that has been moving all night and he didn’t even realize it. "How… How is that even possible?" he whispers.

Donghyuck scoffs. "I wish I knew. The people who put us in here have made every limit to keep us in. Maybe it’s for our own safety, maybe not. But listen, the truth is, the dreamers are the only ones who know more about the maze. It's confidential information and the rest of us know half, maybe even little of what's going on out there. They're the fastest and believe it or not the strongest, even Y/n, which is a good thing. If they don't make it back before those walls close, then we can kiss our freedom goodbye because then they're stuck out there for the night."

The new guy can only listen, as for the first time he's getting information to go by. "Let me guess, that's how they became just two. The other guys got stuck?"

"No one survives the maze once those walls close." Donghyuck says, his tone changing just as the look of hope flickers out of his eyes. “Especially at night.”

"How come?"

"There are things out there. We call them, Cybertech." Donghyuck sighs. "Haven't seen one, no one has and lived to tell about it. But they're out there. According to the dreamers, these things could be robotic scorpions that are larger than our nightmares. That's enough for one night. I get chills just talking about it." Donghyuck's charismatic smile returns as he gets the new guy under his arm and walks forward into the fun music blasting crowd. "I'll introduce you to the members of our clan. You’ve kinda created a strong reputation as an angry guy, might wanna loosen up,"

The new guy sighs, despite being dismayed he follows along as Donghyuck points out a variety of people and their positions. Mark in charge of building. Everything made here in this society, he built it together with his builders. Chenle and Doyoung have been tasked with nursing those who got sick and bandage up those who were hurt, basically unqualified doctors. Then there was Kun and the- "What if I wanna be a dreamer?" The new guy asks, not feeling interested to hear about the other roles. "Why do you even call them dreamers?"

Donghyuck stops in his tracks blinking once at the new guy. "Have you not been listening to a thing I said? No one wants to be a dreamer. You end up dead, if you're not fast enough, strong enough, besides you have to get chosen,"

"Chose-"

The new guy doesn't get to finish his sentence as he's once again knocked into the ground by another tramped person on the ground. Looking back in confusion, he spots another guy on the ground grunting and groaning. Looking up to the culprit he makes out Mark who's cracking his knuckles. "Fresh meat, wanna give me a try?"

"A what?"

Donghyuck crouches down and pats the new guy's shoulder. "May look weak, but Mark uses his mind to fight instead of his fists. Always knocks out the strongest with wit. He's asking if you wanna fight him."

"Fresh face, fresh face, fresh face, fresh face, fresh face," The chants reach his ears as everyone slowly hypes him up before it's a full on roar of the boys chanting ‘fresh face’.

"Come one fresh meat, wanna see what you're made of, aside from anger?" Mark says. Cheers and applauds bounce all around his ears when the new guy steps into the circle of stones. "Rules are simple as biting an apple. Try to last more than five seconds in the circle,"

Getting into wrestling positions, the new guy takes a look at Mark and measures him out. Donghyuck said that Mark fights with his mind, meaning he must be strong. Taking a deep breath, the new guy makes a run for it towards Mark in attempts to spear him down- only to get side tracked when Mark ducks last minute and whisks the feet of the new guy up and off the ground causing him to flip right over the top of Donghyuck. The new guy lands hard on his back and rolls twice before hitting the floor again groaning. A few people cheer, some scream and others feel the pain voicing it out.

"For an angry bastard you are fast," Mark says in mockery. "Come on fresh meat,

The new guy gets up on his feet when seeing he's not out of the circle. Attempting to strike the lower abdomen again, Mark is quick to lock his elbows around the new guy's neck and use the strength of the new guy against him. "Dang fresh meat."

"Stop calling me fresh meat."

Mark is sharp when the new guy tries to trip him but trips himself instead when Mark jumps and jabs on the side of the new guy while sticking a sharp side arm on the neck. "You don't wanna be called Fresh meat? How about fresh meal?" Mark is having fun while feeling thrills. “You look like a snack. I’m gonna enjoy devouring you.”

The new guy gets off the ground panting but not giving up. You stand up and move away from Jaemin just to get a better view of the fight unfolding. Your eyes on the new guy and he’s speed and strength. He's got zeal and determination…just like the guy in your dreams.

The first few rounds are filled with clean fights and no need of brutality, but it sinks in Mark that in order to win he'd need to use force, that's when the fight becomes physical with fists. People shriek occasionally but don't stop the fight because they love watching a good match. The angry new guy surely has a fire that the guys haven’t seen in a long time. Mark penetrates one last combo of a fist to the back and a kick combo, then uses the new guy's momentum when he tries going in for a punch- but Mark swings the new guy's arm back and instead the new guy punches himself and then Mark shoves him straight to the ground roughly. Something about fighting this new guy makes Mark glad. It’s like some personally grudge. He doesn’t know why, but he knows that he needs to beat up this guy.

But just when everyone is hyped up they're cheers rumble even louder when Mark is suddenly dropped to the ground by his feet. The new guy gets up and manhandles Mark quickly and then tossing him around before throwing him on the ground. “Your first mistake was stooping to my level.” The new guy smiles while understanding that Mark has stooped down from his mind to fight physically, and for some reason that was the new guy's domain. The crowd is boiled in cheers, just as you smile when looking at the new guy. His eyes find yours being entranced but it's short lived when a rough kick to the side of the head gets him straight on the ground.

Mark pants in furry. No one has ever tossed him.

But the new guy is way too deep in pain but suddenly a vision like memory pass through his mind. It's a woman, slapping him across the face yelling. "JENO!"

Jeno… Jeno… Blinking his eyes several times to clear his head he pants up and mutters the name over and over again until it makes sense to him. "Jeno-"

Mark cracks his knuckles. "What?"

"Jeno. Jeno. That's my name!" The new guy, feeling the name and hearing that it makes sense to him is jubilated when recollecting the name, his name. "Jeno! Jeno! That’s my name!"

Renjun with a proud smile leads the crowd in another feast of screams as the boys all cheer out and scream out the name of the new boy, no longer fresh face. "JENO! JENO! JENO!"

Meanwhile your eyes enlarge as your ears are struck when hearing the name. Abruptly the face of your dreams become clear and you identify the face truly to be Jeno. Your head turns back to Jaemin, who looks astonished even though you already predicted his name. You turn back seeing Jeno being welcomed and accommodated by his name. He's given a drink to drink, Mark’s special drink and even though he makes a face, he still chugs it all down. Mark moves past the bodies smirking when doing a bro handshake with Jeno. "Not a bad name, for a fresh angry face like yourself. Good job, Jeno,"

“I beat you,” Jeno teases- but the joy is quickly finished- turned down by everyone when a vulgar raging roar breaks through the bliss in wrath beyond the walls. It even causes the huts and builds to shake a little. The sound echoes and no one makes a sound till it's done. "What the hell was that?" Jeno asks when he's sure that it's done.

Mark answers. "That my friend, is what we're trying to keep you away from."

"Cybertech." Your voice gets to Jeno's ears and he turns to look at you. "Don't worry, you're safe here with us." Your assurance to Jeno is sedative.

"Alright guys, let's tuck it in for the night." Renjun's voice speaks through calmly. Low mummers fall as everyone begins cleaning up and packing up. Jeno helps Jisung before following Jisung back to their space where they sleep. Laying on his hammock bed. He looks out to the walls re-hearing the sound of the cybertech. He can’t stay here forever. He needs to find a way out.

-

Jeno makes out sounds, a voice, female, calling his name as images flash in his head of being in some sort of facility with machines and water inside and people inside. He can't make out their faces, but he makes out himself typing, writing and documenting. The female's voice calls his name telling him that he shouldn’t do it, that he shouldn’t chose her, that he should chose freedom and to forget her. The images flash by rapidly in his head, he sees water, poison and so much more. The females face is blurred but Jeno can tell that she’s addressing him. There’s a point where she slaps him yelling his name before she’s grabbed from all sides and is taken away. The last thing he hears from her is his name-

"Jeno."

Shooting his eyes open he's breathless when a hand covers his mouth. His vision blurs out and he sees Renjun with a finger to his own lips. "Shhh. Follow me."

Jeno looks around, seeing the hues of the sky still dark but faintly turning to light. He gets up scratching his head, puts on his shoes and begins following behind Renjun. Maybe because it's early morning that Jeno can't find himself asking questions like he wants to do, or maybe it's the fact that Renjun is holding a thick knife while walking. Drawing near to the closed walls, Renjun sighs and looks into the field of the little huts and things they've built. "It's hard to believe, but it wasn't always like this. We've come far since then. Established order. Made peace. Despite the toughness of the situation, we've persisted on."

"Why are you telling me this?" Jeno asks in a hushed voice.

"Because, you're not like the others." Renjun mentions. "You're curious. So damn inquisitive. Strong and I can guess also smart. But you're one of us now. And you need to know what that means." Renjun lifts up Jeno's hand and places the knife in it. "Take a look at this wall," Turning around, Jeno takes note of the names that have been engraved into the walls. He sees your name at the bottom with a rigidly looking heart. Some names he's heard of, others he's met, but nevertheless, they're a lot. Despite being a lot, some have a few scratches over.

"What happened to them?"

"Like I said, tough days come." Taking note of the tone in Renjun's voice, Jeno moves closer to the wall seeing how sacred and important a brotherhood is within this space. “Put your name on the wall.” He finds a space between the names of Jaemin and Chenle and with the knife and hammer in hand, he begins to carve in his name. Tapping on the knife and creating the letters, he's left in silence as Renjun mentions he'll go wake up the others. It doesn't take long to carve in the four letters, yet he takes his time in observing the wall with all the names. There's a diversity of people in their mist. After what Renjun said that he's different and curious, Jeno wonders truly how long these people have been in here and haven't once been curious. His attention shifts to the entrance of the wall whereby you and Jaemin arrive.

Preying in on the early morning activity, Jeno watches you and Jaemin hold hands bowing your heads down…assuming it's prayer. Once done you both stretch and prepare to run as you get on your marks. The gurgling sound of concrete jolts Jeno and begins to open up, but by the little of the gap opened you and Jaemin have already pounced with speed into the maze. All he can do is watch. But in his heart there's this deep conviction in him, that if he doesn’t do anything now, he'll not only be helpless later in the future, but all he'll do is watch and be a spectator. Following on with Renjun's next words, Jeno makes his way back to the sleeping heads. He spots Jisung, and Jisung leads him into the ground field, where they'll work with vegetation together with Mark. Donghyuck is already on the field, winding the plants over the metal bars. Light conversation is made, but all the guys do it work. Hours pass, tasks are switched, food is prepared, people eat, the dreamers arrive and everyone goes back to work as the sun is still up and the sandglass shows it's afternoon around 4pm.

"Can I ask you something?" Jeno starts off causing Donghyuck to chortle.

"You've still got more questions?"

Ignoring the comment, Jeno questions. "Hasn't anyone tried climbing to the top?"

"Climbing what? The wall? We aren't exactly the best rock climbers, that wall is 50 meters high. It would take decades to even build something its height. Besides where are you gonna go after that? Jump to your death in the maze?"

"Okay, then what about the box?" Jeno thinks fast. "Like, next time it comes up you just put someone in and-"

"We've tried that too." Donghyuck continues planting the seeds into the soil while answering Jeno, who just stands with a shovel and asks questions. "The box won't go back down with someone in it."

"How about-"

"Geez Jeno-" Donghyuck has his hands in his head. "Trust me when I say, everything you're thinking about has already been thought. We've already tried it, not once, not twice, but more than we can count. There's no way out except through the maze."

"So why don't we-"

"The dreamers are working as hard as they can day in day out. With their determination, we're put to ease and we can rest. Because when it'll be time to run into the maze with them, we'll be safe." Donghyuck concludes and claps his hands. "I appreciate your need to want to help our society, but if you really wanna help, you'll take that bucket, and get us more fertilizer."

Giving Donghyuck a dead look, Jeno takes the basket and sighs continuing in the path towards the woods. All Jeno wants to do is help in finding a way out- not help in finding a way to make life comfortable. It's unusual how everyone here is just so calm about staying here. Goodness, how long did Donghyuck say they've been here? Jeno grunts when seeing he's been walking so far into the woods. "Should I even be getting fertilizer here?" He grumbles his way through the uneven soil and passes by some trees with cross markings and deep soil. Being curious again, Jeno crouches down by one of the trees base. The name: 'Taeil' is engraved on it. And the soil covering on top barely does a thing, because Jeno makes out a pile of bones. His heart hammers when picking up a decayed skull with cracks. Standing up feeling off about the entire place, he realizes that it's a homemade cemetery.

"Oh god." Jeno backs up and looks around seeing the other places of burials and making out some skeletons of different shapes. Turning to leave, Jeno halts in his tracks when encountering another being. Up on the little hill, he notices an eerie looking Jaemin who's breathing erratically. Glaring into Jeno's eyes, Jeno peeks back to see if there's anyone behind him. But there's no one. Meaning that Jaemin is glaring at him… "Jaemin is it?" Jeno starts off politely. Maybe this is a territory he shouldn't cross. "Sorry, I was just trying to get some fertilizer. I know right… Send a new guy to a place he doesn't know." Jeno attempts to joke, but gets Jaemin's lip twitching and his visible teeth grating. Jaemin's hair is covering his eyes, but Jeno still sees red, literal red around Jaemin's eyes. Seeing as Jaemin isn't saying anything, Jeno just backs up. "I'll just go. Leave you to your business." Turning around and taking another crocked step on the branch Jeno hears leaves rustling by haste steps following him. Turning around rapidly he sees Jaemin down the hill still panting erratically in seething anger. "Hey, man. Are you okay?"

The question alone gets Jeno’s heart to shake in shock when Jaemin lunges towards him with violent and aggressive strength. Being knocked onto the ground with force Jaemin pounds on top of him. Jeno panics shouting for Jaemin to get off him! But Jaemin slobbers out like a wild dog trying to land a punch- across Jeno's face while seething out ruefully hissing: "It's all your fault! Why’d you put us in here! I saw you- You did this!"

Jeno stares in complete horror still dodging the rueful attempts of attack from Jaemin- it gets worse when Jaemin's hands grips and clutches Jeno's arms. Jeno screams out in agony trying to find a way to escape. It's useless because Jaemin's hands find a way to Jeno’s neck circling it and keeping him in a tight choke, trying to strangle him. With a free hand Jeno's heated hands pat around desperately trying to find anything on the ground. His right hands lands on a bone and gripping it forcefully- he uses all his strength to strike down onto Jaemin's head- giving him enough time to scram off from Jaemin without looking back- Jeno runs! His voice echoes’ out when screaming for help- Jaemin is fast and heavy on his feet sounding deadly when running- catching up to Jeno without trouble tripping him down. But unfortunately the unleveled ground causes Jaemin to also trip and they both fall down the little hill tossing and turning. That doesn't stop Jeno from twisting in speed and running with his arms out while yelling out! Seeing the sunlight and getting closer to the open area- Jeno keeps yelling.

From the Dreamers hut located in the woods, you hear the screaming and walk out the hut in confusion. Your eyes spot two furiously running males and you twist your head to the side wondering why're they're making such a noise- seeing Jaemin and Jeno you squint your eyes. “What are they doing?” Jeno's on the run screaming for his dear life, and Jaemin looks unruly and almost infec- Not having time to think your legs carry you as you crush the leaves and branches, hurtling towards the pair.

Just like you, the boys in the open field watch as a panicky stricken Jeno runs with his arms flaring all over in deep fright. Jaemin jumps and lunges onto Jeno, his fists striking trying to get Jeno. And even though Jeno dodges the punches his heart beats over the limit and he breathes roughly trying to stop the manic from hitting him. Getting to them first before the others you grab the nearest shovel and spank it over Jaemin's head hearing a loud crack- just in time for the others to cuff him straight to the ground.

"Time! What the hell is happening here?"

Jeno's able to breathe again before coughing out feeling his throat so dry. "He attacked me for no reason. Jumped me!” Jeno pants out, watching as they try to stabilize Jaemin who won't quit squirming and moving around no matter what the guys say.

"Lift up his shirt." Your voice breaks through Jaemin's growls and hisses and upon following your words they discover something so terrifying. You cover your mouth as instant tears pool around your eyes. Although you don't let the tears fall, you let your breath drag out especially when seeing the outsized wound Donghyuck on Jaemin's abdomen. It's purple and spreading all over like wild veins.

Another guy, Chenle gasps in horror. "He's been stung."

"In broad daylight?" Mark questions, still helping the boys. "How's that possible?"

Jaemin seemingly hearing the commotion with faint ears shakes his head when seeing you standing with your hand to your face as you shake your head. "No- no- listen to me- I- wasn't s-stung-"

"Put him in the pit." Renjun orders but Jaemin grunts and curses out- only causing more guys to grab a hold of him in trying to send in off into the pit.

"NO! LISTEN TO ME-" Jaemin tries to implore but no one listens as they lift him off the ground dragging his restless body away.

Jeno is in pure shock, confusion being an understatement of how overwhelmed everything feels. Everyone is disturbed and work doesn't even go on as others sit idle watching from a distance just as others crouch and clamp their heads. Jeno too finds himself following Jisung to their hammock beds watching the distorted field. He spots you standing motionless by a tree folding your arms looking lifeless. He's head brewing questions in all forms. And thankfully, it's Renjun who draws near to Jeno. "Mind if I sit?"

Nodding his head, they're both seated on the hammock facing the field. Jisung from behind has his ear when Renjun speaks. "I know you've got questions, but before that care to help me piece pieces together?"

Jeno goes onto explaining how Donghyuck told him to get fertilizer, and Jeno found himself in the home made cemetery of piles of bones. He gives great detail in how Jaemin didn't look okay and then all of a sudden pounced on him. When he's done giving out the details, he asks. "What happened to him?"

Renjun breathes in. "It’s like a changing. A process leading to being infected. It's what happens when someone gets stung. It’s like contamination, except this one spreads around the whole body so quick. Cybertechs are the ones that sting this poison." Renjun leaves a moment for Jeno to question, but Jeno is in deep thought. Which leaves a que for Renjun to keep speaking. "Listen. We haven't been able to get a word out of him since we put him in the pit. It's only gonna get worse at this rate. He doesn't have full control of his body, and the infection is making him dangerous. He's only saying your name. That you did this. Do you know what he's talking about?"

Jeno recalls the words of hatred being spitted out of Jaemin's mouth. "I don't know. But he said the same thing when attacking me. That it's my fault. That he saw me and I did it. I have no idea what he's talking about. How's it my fault? What did I do? I don’t even know him." Jeno skips the part about Jaemin saying that Jeno is the one who put him here… That part made no sense to him.

Renjun who's usually calm and composed, has no answer at all to the situation at hand. But not to create more panicky, he gets up. "If you were hurt, get Chenle to check you out. But otherwise, get some rest."

"Wait, Renjun." Jeno gets up, just in time to see you sitting down the on the ground beside a tree looking like you're about to cry. "Is he going to be alright? You said it's an infection, so can he be treated right?"

Renjun pokes the inside of his cheek. "If we had a cure, the other dreamers would've still be here with us…"

"So, what's going to happen to him?" Jeno's question rests in the air as Renjun walks away.

All activities seem to halt, as the boys are in no commotion to move around. Jeno lies in his hammock observing the movements. It's not until the sun has set and the weather seems gloomy, does he follow robotically the other boys who move closer to the walls of the maze. Jeno's guard is up when seeing the boys carrying pitch forks and sharp spears. No one makes a sound when Jeno watches Jaemin being grabbed from out the pit and with his arms tied in the back of his head- you take charge and push him forward from the back. The distance is long, the walk is long, and yet within those long minutes, Jeno takes note of the setting and realization slowly dawns on him. The maze is about to close, everyone has their pitch forks sharpened. They're bringing Jaemin into the center…” Are they going…to kill him?” Jeno asks Jisung. Jisung looks solemn.

Once again, Jeno can only watch as you push Jaemin despite his attempts for you to listen to him. Jeno can hear how Jaemin is pleading, but still you throw him to the ground. The semi-circle closes around him, while Jeno peeks his head above to see what's happening. Jaemin weakly kneels, looking bruised, sick and beat up…but with much understanding, Jeno can guess that it is the infection spreading. Despite being in pain, Jaemin only watches you. His blurry vision, his bloody and tearful vision only on you. He calls weakly onto your name. "Please remember…the visions aren't lies…you're my sister…please… you need to believe me… I'm not in-infected ow-"

You cut off the rope used to tie his arms and his hands making sure to cut his wrists in the process, and you bite your lip tightly as you walk to the middle ignoring his cries. Jaemin struggles to breathe, feeling a shortness of breath. If he can only try to get you to listen, he knows you'll help him out. After all, he doesn’t know how he got stung, but all his memories came rushing back and suddenly the visions made sense. Why they were here, the purpose and who they all are. But he could care less about that, the most important thing to him now, is making you believe him. The visions of you being someone important to him were never just visions, they were real memories from their past. You're his sister. His baby sister who he vowed to protect at all cost. Despite coming into the maze months after him, he knew that he always had to protect you at all costs. But now seeing you, with tears in your eyes as you toss a water bag into the maze, Jaemin shakes his head and gets up, trying to get to you.

Calling your name softly, your own mouth trembles when looking into his bloodshot red eyes. "Jaemin, what happ-"

"Back away from the infected, Y/n."

You back away but Jaemin begs you and even stumbles. He's trying as hard as he can to control himself, to not let the infection spread- especially when he crawls to you in attempts for you to-

He breaks down crying when a strong gush of wind surges past him and the all too familiar sound of the scraping walls closing in occur- just as Renjun yells the words push- does he suddenly get separated from you when Mark appears in front of you with a sharp pitch fork walking slowly forward. Jaemin yells your name still begging. Your heart hammers in your chest biting your lip as you step back clutching onto your heart while forcing yourself not to cry. Your neck is stiff, the tears are wedged on your throat. Jaemin is only screaming your name begging you to help him. Your ears ringing with sorrow and regret. He's forced to sprint weakly and tiredly into the long corridor that's slowly closing in. Making it to the other side, he pants out wearily afraid of death, afraid of leaving you. He cries when his other vision blurs out entirely and all he can see is the once familiar faces of his clan- "Please-" He cries and drops to his knees when just before the walls close you step into view and Jaemin breaks down entirely. "SISTER!"

Clutching your teeth, you equally fall to your knees crying out. A large whole in your chest being formed when hearing the words 'sister'…

-

The night is cold and dark only lit up by a few flames held up on high stakes. Crickets and the walls of the maze changing, is all Jeno can hear. Aside from that, he makes out the flickering sounds flames of the guys that are close to the wall scraping out Jaemin's name. "Do you think, he's going to make it?" Jeno asks. After sentencing Jaemin into his death in the maze, the mood was brought down low. Your crying was raw and unruly and caused a lot of the guys to freeze and just stare at the walls. They had just lost a member.

Jisung being close to Jeno and can hear him, shakes his head. "No."

"But he's a dreamer."

"And infected." Jisung sighs. "No one survives in the maze at night."

Jeno's heart breaks just thinking of what you must be going through at this moment. Since the walls closed, your agony broke you down as you cried and mourned your former friend, partner, dreamer…brother. Even right now, as Jeno looks over to the other bunker, he sees you and Renjun sitting together silently. "What's going to happen to Y/n?"

Jisung turns to look at you and his heart also crumbles. "She'll be… strong." It's his first time seeing you like this… hearing you cry too. You’ve never once cried for any other dreamer, or any other member who's been banished. You always stood by Jaemin as he was the one who’d throw in the water bottle into the maze and lead everyone to banish the said infected.

"Jaemin must've been important to her."

"He was." Jisung mummers.

In the depths of the night, Jeno is awakened again after the hectic dream of drowning in water while being watched and hearing strange voices. Panting out as well as sitting up on his hammock, he tries to gather himself together before he can sleep. As darkness clouds the night sky, and stars form above, he smells the familiar scent of rain. Stepping out the shady space for sleeping, he looks up to the skies in the dearest night, feeling the cool air pass through him. The dreamers were his only way out, but now without Jaemin, Jeno wonders if you’ll still go into the maze. Maybe he could offer himself to help… His vision isn't limited to the sky, and he looks around the field when spotting movement. Not being able to see in the darkness, he watches as the stiletto of the person makes their way to the closed walls. Suddenly fire is lit on a branch and Jeno makes out long hair, he familiarizes it with you. Gulping and freezing, his heart swarms in sadness all over again, upon observing you.

What sadness you must be feeling. It doesn’t cross his mind, why his own heart hurts, but he knows for sure that he’s melancholy seeing you being sad. He's pushed by an unknown force to approach you. So when his feet point in your direction and he begins walking, he doesn't regret it as he gets closer to the little fire you've built and takes a seat. He doesn't peek in your direction, because he knows just how burdensome you're feeling. Just as much as he wants to be here for you, he's respecting your space.

"Thought I'd hear him," You tiredly whisper. “But it’s been silent.”

Jeno just listens to the sounds of your breathing, your soft breaths causing his heart to ache. Non-disruptive and humbled down, Jeno also looks at the walls trying to hear something… anything. It's not until light water drops land on his face does he peer up noting the drizzling rain. "We should go."

You nod your head. "Go on."

"It's going to rain." Jeno says.

"A little rain never killed anybody,"

"Yeah, but this isn't a little. And actually, a lot can kill you." Jeno finds himself getting up, when the droplets pick up in speed quenching out your little fire. "You'll get sick if you stay here, plus you need to rest up."

"Rest up for what?" You sniff back not caring that the rain is now pouring over you. "My brother just died." Even saying the words out loud, confirming that he was your brother only breaks your heart. “My brother…”

Jeno covers his head wanting to run back. But he feels off just thinking of leaving you behind. But with your unwillingness to get up, he finds himself sitting back down next to you getting soaked but still shielding his face with his hands his head. This gets your attention as you peek at him. "What are you doing?"

"Aside from wondering why you're purposely getting sick to follow your brother to his grave, I'm just sitting next to you."

Jeno's word hit your chest, and it's enough to bring tears to your eyes. “He’s not dead. I know him. I k-know him.” You bury your head in between your knees, allowing yourself to cry. “He’ll make it. He’ll survive. He always has. He will.”

Being mindful and empathetic to your tears, Jeno's hand carefully finds itself on your back. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have sa-”

"Get a grip of yourself Y/n." Jeno gets his hand away from your back when identifying the voice belonging to Mark. He looks up to the palm trees large leaves, that Mark uses as an umbrella to shield the rain from hitting them. Y/n forces herself to stop crying, but she keeps hiccupping and sniffing back. "Fresh face you can go back. I'll take over."

For some reason, that bothers Jeno. Even as he gets back underneath the shade by the bunks of beds, he watches Mark and you underneath the man-made umbrella not moving. That should’ve been him… Ignoring the feelings Jeno gets on his bed.

-

"How come Renjun gets to go inside the maze?"

"Are you kidding me Jeno?" Donghyuck questions as he and Mark take turns smashing their large chopping axes against the root edges of a tree.

"No I'm not, he's not a dreamer." Jeno question looking at the agape walls. He needed to be there trying to find a way out. "And what do they even do in there? You mean to tell me that from early dawn till now, they're just… spending time in there and not bringing out results? I'm sure if more people go, then results will be brought forth- I'm not trying to be biased, but sending her in the maze after what happened yesterday has no meaning. She needs to rest while someone else goes in there. Plus, I’ve been meaning to ask this for a while now, she’s a female why put her in such a dangerous environment-"

"Damn. You weren't joking when you said he asks too many questions." Mark strikes again with another force before he wipes the sweat off his head facing Mark. "Look fresh face-"

"My name is Jeno. Not fresh face-"

"Geez, why're you pissing so early? Jisung, what'd you do to him?"

Jisung minding his own business while chopping little pieces of the log shrugs his shoulders. "I didn't do anything. He's asked a valid question and you're not answering it calling him Fre-"

"Seriously it was a rhetorical question. You're obliged not to answer it." Mark grunts out when cutting again. "This is why I can't do rotational work with any new beans. Always so quick to talk but not work. Hey, Fresh face. Are you gonna help or keep questioning?" Mark glares at Jeno who equally stares daggers into Mark’s eyes. Mark lets out a cuss dropping his axe. "Should I teach you a lesson-"

"That's not necessary Mark. I think we're all just tired from this heavy work. Just keep working and then we can get out of each other’s hair." Donghyuck steps in between Mark and Jeno who looks like he'll gladly beat up Donghyuck. Picking up the axe and forcing it into Mark’s grip Donghyuck continues to strike down on the roots. "Okay look Jeno. The thing is, talking about the maze and dreamers is a touchy subject right now. We're all at a loss of words, because as it is Y/n is the only dreamer left-"

"What do you mean she's the only dreamer left? Aren’t they others on standby?"

"Well if you didn't cut him off then-"

"Mark it's okay." Donghyuck dreads before continuing. "Let me explain it like this. Every month, the box comes up with one new member. This month was you, last month was Jisung, the month before was Hendry and before that was Shotaro and so on, next month will be somebody else. Somebody male and young and fit. Our clan is supposed to be encompassed with 38 members by now, because we've been here for 3 years and 2 months. Before us all, 1 member was here in this whole forest like woods for a full month. 1 person spent an entirety here by themselves, trying to understand, survive and live. Can you imagine facing a cybertech by yourself? How about spending days without food because the supply you have finished? How about the maze? Can you just imagine, picture it, 1 person having to figure out that those walls close before sundown, and if you're not back by then, you spend a night with a cybertech. 1 member who'd spend the entirety of 1 whole month by themselves trying to figure out how on earth to get out, how on earth to understand where the heck he was and what he was doing. That one member, that 1 person was Renjun. He figured out how to survive all on his own in this forest and each month as 1 more person kept being added, finally there was a chance at really escaping and understanding. But. There's a big but. We're not 38 anymore, we're 21. Why 21? Because we've lost 17 members of our clan. 11 of them were runners, runners was a term we used for those who'd run the maze and try to find a way out. 6 a few of them had dreams, vivid dreams pointing at a way out, and because they had dreams, they had good memory skills, as well as visions of how to get out by using certain routes. We lost all those 17 men to the cyberpunks. Those 17 men are the results of trying to find a way out. When I say that we've tried and tested a lot of things to escape, I mean that it was all at the cost of the lives. Lives that were taken so that we could move forward in progress. Now in all those lives taken, Jaemin and Y/n emerged the strongest. For 2 whole years, they've survived the horrors of the maze-"

"And they have brought back results- they just don't report to you, Dumb meat." Mark’s voice cuts in between the air.

"Mark," Donghyuck warns before continuing. "But now the balance is off because Jaemin got stung. Things are different now because Y/n is the only dreamer, so Renjun went with her so retrace Jaemin's footsteps. And trying to make out what the hell happened for Jaemin to get stung." Donghyuck stands up straight after pulling out one big root with his hands groaning out when hitting his head on the ground.

"I'm confused." Jeno looks to Jisung, who's been invested in the conversation ever since. Unlike himself, Jeno was confident in asking all the questions he's ever wanted to ask. "Did you just say dreamers have dreams? Is that… don't we all have dreams?"

"Dreams of finally finishing this damn tree so I can get away from you guys, yes." Mark grumbles.

Donghyuck dusts his hands off. "No. I'm not talking about aspirations; I'm talking about dreams. When you sleep, do you get dreams?"

"Yes?" Jeno answers as a question, because he's not too sure what to understand. He's sense thicken in confusion when both Mark and Donghyuck stop cutting and stare at Jeno in shock. Even Jisung looks to Jaemin with wide eyes. "What's wrong? Don't you guys get dreams?"

"What type of dreams do you get?" It's Mark's turn to ask the questions. "Have you had dreams since you got here?"

Jeno nods hesitantly. "I can't understand the dreams I get, but it's like… I'm in a lab or something like that and I'm drowning."

"Just when this angry bastard couldn't get weirder." Mark curses before standing up and untucking the gloves from his fingertips before throwing it to the ground. Glaring at Jeno. "So what? You're fucking telling me, we're all gonna drown?"

"What?" Jeno’s eyebrows pinch.

"Mark," Donghyuck gets up in surprise. "No, you idiot. He's not yet been trained, we need to tell Renjun and Y/n when they get back." Donghyuck stares into the distance. "Maybe with new dreams, they might be a clear path out."

"As if I'd trust his vision, he just said drowning.”

“Don’t you think they should be back by now?” Jeno questions looking up to gloomy sky that fills up with clouds.

Donghyuck peeks up spotting the rain clouds. He’s too wrapped up in the thoughts that they might be hope with a new dreamer, he even feels a bit hopeful when thinking of Jeno as a dreamer, Jeno seems eager to deliver results and do things. But first he’d need to wait for Renjun so that they could discuss the fate of what happens now that Jaemin has… The thought of Jaemin brings Donghyuck back to reality into a solemn mood. “Keep working guys. We can clear these trees up before rain hits. Jeno, I’d really appreciate it if you worked just as much as you spoke.”

Work continues on in the field, but as more clouds fill the sky, work is on pause as the rain begins pouring. However, alarm starts to raise in everyone’s heads when you and Renjun have not yet arrived. It’s past 5pm. The walls would close soon. “What happens if they don’t make it back on time? Are we going to send someone after them?”

“Jeno.” Mark sternly calls. “Stop talking. You’re making everyone anxious.”

“I’m just asking-”

“They’re going to make it.” Donghyuck says with his arms folded. “Just…keep quiet please.”

“Here, put something in your throat.” Another guy offers Jeno a drink. Jeno drinks up, but his beady eyes are on the wall. Once the rain clears up partially, it’s an understatement when saying the boys all rush to the walls waiting impatiently. It’s frightful waiting, it’s nerve-wrecking looking at the sky when feeling rain again, but it’s even more dreadful when the all too familiar boom sounds from both the agape walls. The crunching, grinding sound of stones against stones indicate the sounds of the closing doors. Now it’s panic washing over the hearts of all the boys. Then a flicker of movement to the left catches Jeno’s eyes deep in the walls, he sees two forms, stumbling along the alley towards the corridors.

“There!” Jeno points out when seeing you with one of Renjun’s arms draped across your shoulders, practically dragging and carrying Renjun on your back. “Shit.”

You look up, eyes immediately landing on Jeno’s petrified face. “It got him!” You screech out, almost crying, exhaustion wreaking from your voice with every strangled step. Jeno’s whole body wants to run into the maze to help you, but the rule about leaving seems to hold him in place. The one time he wants to help, he finds himself unable to react. Renjun slips out of your clutches and you cry as you catch onto him again- voices raging out for you to let him go, to run- all the boys yelling out in heaps of panic. Your conscious can’t allow you to let go of Renjun. You’re hundreds of feet away from the doors but with seething strength you bulk up grappling Renjun over your shoulders and hurrying- your eyes moving to the walls which are closing in faster.

They’re no chance of you making it. Jeno watches the walls, willing them to stop, but they don’t. Jeno turns to look at Donghyuck who’s staring in terror. Jeno’s eyes look back to the closing walls. Only a few more feet. You stumble up ahead when finally reaching the closing doors leading to the corridor. But already time was up- you weren’t going to make it. Not while dragging Renjun- not while crying, especially not at your speed.

Jeno hears the clan of boys’ screech something from behind him. “Jeno no!” But before his mind can even take control of his body- adrenaline bolts Jeno within the little gap of the walls alarming his ears which hear crunching, grinding noises of the stone doors grinding annoyingly on the floors squeezing and pressing into him. Deafening his ears- barely squeezing through- Jeno feels like a moth drawn to a flame- your teary eyes call onto him- giving him all that power- edge- verge and will to reach you just before you fall to the ground!

The walls slam shut behind him- just as he leaps down and you land straight into his arms with a heavy Renjun on your back. The boom from the walls echo and bounce off like mocking laughter. For a few seconds, Jeno can’t feel anything. It feels like time has frozen. The sun is frightened away by what lurks in the maze, as a thick silence follows a thunderous rumble. The air is splattered with rain drops as the skies darken with grey clouds shutting out any light. Instinctively Jeno leans forward shielding you from the rain with his body.

“You idiot.”

Jeno bends his head down to hear you better. “What?”

“Why’d you do that?”

Jeno’s thoughts are just as terrified of coming out. What had he just done? He ran into the maze. “I’m as good as dead, aren’t I.”

Your tears make an appearance again, as your head wedges on Jeno’s legs again. “We’re all dead now.” Jeno nervously gets his hands on your head patting it down.

“We just need to find a shelter and we’ll be fine.” He mumbles lightly, despite the thrashing rain.

You sit up on your knees facing him. Your hand itches to slap him, but you hold yourself and bite your lip instead. “What fucking part of we’re dead don’t you understand.”

Jeno ignores you, hearing a grunt coming from a weak Renjun. “What happened to him?”

This time you don’t hold it as your arm swings and your hand rods up when slapping Jeno’s face. “We’re dead! All of us!”

The slap seems to do the trick in plunging all of Jeno’s thoughts to come out. He leaves his face to one side, the side you slapped him before huffing out and getting up. He doesn’t say anything when lifting up Renjun swiftly and getting him on his back. Turning his head left and right, he begins walking into the open path he sees on the right. The rain is pissing him off, but not as much as your anger. He was just trying to help. He doesn’t know why he ran into the maze. He was terrified. But in him, there wasn’t even a thought in him to run. He just did it, because he saw you. Your tears were like a sirens call. But now being here, he feels helpless. “Shit.”

“It’s a dead end stupid.”

Hearing your voice, Jeno’s thoughts come back to reality when seeing that he bumped into a wall. He turns around and looks for another route. Every route he takes leads to another dead end, and he passes by you so many times that he wonders if he’s walking around in a circle. With the sky getting darker, Jeno adjusts Renjun on his shoulder.

“You should ditch him.” Jeno hears you say. “The first section is laced with so many open ended walls and he’ll only wear you out.”

“Now you wanna help?”

You sigh out thankfully when the rain clears and only drizzles are left. You’re drenched but Jeno is just as soaked and looks tired from carrying Renjun up and down in circles. You catch up to him and grab his arm from walking into another corridor. You don’t seem distressed anymore. You’re calmer now. “Sorry for slapping you.”

“It’s pointless apologizing for that. Now-”

You stand in front of him holding your hand out on his chest stopping him. “I said I’m sorry for slapping you. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Jeno peers down at you, your petite wet frame looking earnest and sincere. “I accept your apology.”

You look up to him once before turning around. “Can you run with him on your back?”

“I can try.”

“No. I need a clear answer from you.” You say as your eyes scope up the area you’re in. “Cybertechs will come out any second now. It’s either we ditch him and run, or get caught and be eaten.”

“Neither.” Jeno adjusts Renjun on his back. “If you know where to go, I’ll follow you.”

That gets you to peek at him from behind before nodding your head when seeing how ready Jeno looks. “Renjun will slow us down. Let’s try hiding him.” Your idea is accompanied by Jeno spotting a vine wall full of leaves. You’re both at the same level of thinking, when getting to the wall and you pull out some rope. Removing your gear vest, you drape it on Renjun and attach the rope on it. Hooking your foot on the vine branches, you begin to climb up the vine with the other end of the rope, once reaching the top, you hook the rope around it before climbing down. Jeno is ahead of you, when he catches the end of the rope and begins pulling. Renjun’s body begins to elevate higher, the more Jeno pulls on it. You fall back behind him, joining on pulling. However, you halt when hearing something. Your heart beats fast and you feel your legs turn to jelly. “We have to go.”

“Just a little more.” Jeno leans back pulling a little higher.

“No. I’m serious. We have to go now, otherwise we’ll-”

The sounds of metal clinking onto the grounds, does the talking for you. Jeno’s tense as his neck hairs rise. But he’s focused on pulling. A hollow moan fills the air just as something like clanking of chains rattles on the ground. Before a bellowing howl fills the air. That only makes you shriek. “Jeno don’t make me leave you again.” You grate through your teeth, your eyes and heart ready to just jump out of your body.

Jeno is just as scared, but he can’t express it. Not when his eyes are trained on Renjun who’s almost covered- You push Jeno into vines, disappearing into the lengths of the leaves as you both hold onto each other. You in keeping Jeno away from view and Jeno in trying to protect you whilst holding onto the rope with all his strength.

Its’s like nails suddenly tapping onto glass, when Jeno sees it. Freezing in place. Something rounds the corner and walks slowly past the vines. Jeno stares in horror at the monstrous thing making its way past. It looks like an experiment gone terribly wrong. Something from a nightmare. Part animal, part machine. The cybertech was a scorpion look alike but with deformed parts that a machine tried holding together- but failed. The thing rolls and clicks along the stone pathway. Its body resembled a gigantic slug, covered in hair and glistening with slime, parts of it terribly pulsating out. It has no distinguishable head or even body… come to think of it, it doesn’t look like it’s facing front of back, it’s just… randomly placed mechanical arms stuck here and there and the thing is just slurping and clicking by. With chain like legs, and metal legs, even gooey hairy legs. The source of sounds makes sense now. While your grip over Jeno tightens, his own arm around you loosens. Here he was thinking he’d protect you. Against that? Impossible. They were dead.

Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Click-click-click-click-click

Whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Click-click-click-click-click

But then all of a sudden a deactivating sound fills the air, and the cybertech thing stops and the lanky head as well as robotic parts visibly stop.

Jeno’s senses are sharp when carefully stepping out only for you to hold him back. “No. Not yet. I’ve seen this in my vision. We run, it chases. Don’t move.” You stress out.

“Visions.”

You shush Jeno trying to hold yourself together. “When I say move. We move. Don’t move.”

Jeno despite wanting to run, is obediently tucked into the wall, holding tighter with all his strength. “He’s getting heavier.”

“Shhh.”

You reach into your pockets, bring out a few bolts and pins. “It can’t see. But it can hear. Very weak ears, but it’ll be able to tell when you’re around if you make sharp sounds. Watch and learn Jeno. Tie Renjun up tightly. Secure him and I’ll be back.”

“Don’t you do it.”

“I’m fast.”

This is what it must’ve felt like for the other boys watching him leap into his death in the maze- because the moment you leap out yelling out “Move!” The creature springs and roars to life whirring and clicking just as you thrash the bolts on the ground picking up speed when running for your life into the abyss. Jeno holds his tongue back from yelling. Instead his shaky hands pull and he bends down with his feet hanging to the wall while grabbing the rope tighter and wrapping the rope around the vine. He lets it go, falling to the ground. But he doesn’t stop there when seeing Renjun looking lifeless hanging from above. Using the same method, you did, Jeno climbs up the vine, but he holds onto the rope and wraps and ties each gap. He doesn’t have much time as he hears the raging roars emitting your struggle. It’s good that he’s not hearing silence, but it’s terrifying thinking that you’re running for your life being shitless scared. Finally reach to wear Renjun is, Jeno tucks him in between the leaves. It’s a pity if all this was done and Renjun was in deed lifeless.

Getting back on the ground, Jeno makes sure that Renjun is all secured like you said before he runs! It’s a fucking maze when Jeno tries following the sounds and hits a dead end! Trying and trying and trying- all last bits of hope draining from his body when the maze goes silent for just a second. But like a beacon of hope Jeno crashes onto the wall of vines again and falls flat on the ground.

His eyes land on the bolt that’s on the ground and his head ticks in realization- you made a pathway! Perhaps it is- Jeno doesn’t think when running while following the bolts and nail pins on the ground- the scarcer they become the more panicked Jeno gets. He yells out your name only causing an out bursting rage from the cybertech.

“I’m here!” Jeno hears somewhere in the maze, but it’s enough hope in him.

“I’m coming!”

Two corridors down Jeno suddenly feels something reaching out grabbing his hand- you direct him to follow you just as he becomes glad by your presence- heading deeper into the maze while the sounds of the clinking are no longer coming from just the ground but also the walls. He doesn’t need to look back knowing that the thing is following them. Pushing off with his feet as strongly as he can, he feels you pulling him forward in front. “Go! Keep going straight! Turn left and then-”

“I’m not leaving you!” Jeno holds onto your hand tighter as you take turns after turns.

“Turning makes it slow down to try and collect itself. It may be big, ugly and scary but it sure is dumb as dirt!” You pant out. “If we can make it to section 7 before the walls close then we’ll lose it.”

Your legs run so fast with Jeno equally catching up with you. You thank the heavens the moment your ears hear the boom and rough grinding of the walls beginning to change. “Jeno-”

“I’m not letting go.” His hand seals tighter on yours as suddenly the floors begin to rise where you’re both running. You keep running hearing how hasty and nastily the creature’s clinks grip the walls climbing it and then hurdling towards you both. “Jeno we have to jump down- we can make it.”

You’re both running on adrenaline when taking a huge leap as the wall continues to rise up. You both tumble and plunge straight into the ground- but you’ve got no time to react as you keep sprinting without delay. You stretch your hand back and Jeno locks his finger grips over yours again. Dodging incoming walls that are falling over, left wing walls closing in and sudden death floors rising, you and Jeno are soaring through the maze in sync and speed. It’s not until Jeno sees a pathway closing that you rush into without delay, does Jeno let go of your hand. “Go!”

“No!” You stop in fright looking back and forth. “Are you crazy the walls are gonna close-”

“The thing may be dumb as dirt but it’s still chasing us.” Jeno keeps pushing you to run, but you fight him holding him tight.

“Let’s keep running-”

“It’s either we end it here, or we keep running till sunrise-”

“Jeno-” The rueful roar never ceases to terrify you. “What are you doing!?”

Jeno breaks free from your hands running back, you don’t waste time in running forward and waiting by the walls begging and pleading for Jeno to make it out fast.

“Jeno don’t look back just run!”

“Come on!” Jeno yells back to the cybertech trying to detangle itself after getting caught in some vines. Upon detangling itself, almost in a mocking whirring and clicking sound, the cybertech creature jolts and pounces towards Jeno. Jeno head first running like a chicken doesn’t look back when running towards you, as you’re standing close to the exit while watching the walls close praying for Jeno to make it.

Thunder strikes the sky perfectly just as the all too familiar boom sound and scraping of the stones on stone stop. Everything hurts, but you’re still breathing. And even though flat on the ground with Jeno slumped down on top of you, you still chuckle in astonishment. Jeno trying to catch his breath leans up a little looking at your face, before he shakes his head with a little smile rolling off from your body. The last minute jump could’ve costed him his legs- but it was all worth it. With adrenaline high, and their light cackles whisking into the light and rain filled sky, they don’t notice the squashed bug like cybertech thing literally compressed and spilling guts.

“Jeno,” You shut your eyes still chuckling. The high faintly fades away, before your hands pats on the ground until you find another cold hand. Jeno’s a bit startled when you take it in yours and place it over your heart. “Is my heart beating? Or am I dead right now and just blissfully being a ghost.”

Jeno’s lip tugs upwards when turning to look at you. You’re already looking at him, your eyes getting lost in the dark pits of his gaze. Jeno takes a hold of your hand before bringing it to his own chest over his heart. “Feel my heartbeat instead. What do you hear?”

“Ba dum, ba dum,” Your whispering tone slowly slows down with each thump from Jeno’s heart. The longer he looks at you, the slower his heart paces.

His hand leaves yours against his chest, before his hand breezes past the wet strand of your hair and then tucking behind your ear. You adjust yourself, your posture to lean sideways while drawing closer to Jeno, still with your hand over his heart. It’s calming. You remember a vision so faint, a vision so real of you laying on his chest as you fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

“I know you… don’t I?” Jeno questions quietly, not knowing why the thoughts of your face pass over his mind like a soft wave. “I can hear you laughing in my head. I think I’ve even seen you once or twice in my dreams too. Slapping me…telling me to-”

“Come find me.” Your heart beats expressively fast and you pull yourself closer to him. His hand goes down your face, just as leans closer to you until he is touching your lips with his own, initiating a kiss. Your hands go up his shoulders to cup the back of his neck, pulling him closer, kissing back. His other hand reaches for your waist as he holds you, both of you feeling warm and relaxed in each other’s embrace as you fall into this moment, this memory. It’s only a kiss but from the kiss, waves of emotions flow through him… of having done this before. He can see you and feel how familiar your lips are on his. He could feel it in his body that he’s been eagerly waiting for you. When your fingers touch his cheek, the way they felt on the back of his neck and the slight pressure against them as they curl over his hair, he automatically moans out. “Who are you?” Your soft hair faint smell of flowers gets him dizzy when diving deeper into the kiss. He felt all of those things from you. Whispering your name feels like a superpower because it ignites a fire in his heart.

But for you, you feel more things when he kisses you. Such as your visions and dreams… were never really dreams because he has always been real.

Memory…

“Promise me something.” Jeno’s voice fades into your ear as you hold hands when entering a dim dark lab. You’re scared and tense, but with Jeno’s hand in yours you feel all the confidence and courage. “We’ll get through this together, like always. No matter what, just promise me something…”

“Okay,” You timidly say, looking up to him. “What is it?”

“Never forget me.”

You gulp and nod your head. “I won’t. You know I won’t. But…” You cling onto his hand tighter the moment the double doors begin to open. “I’m not strong enough, smart enough, or even fast enough. I might even fail this next test and they’ll find me out to be weak. Jeno, wherever they’ll put me…please… I know it’s impossible, but please Jeno…come find me.”

Jeno stops walking, not minding the guards who take notice of the sudden delay. Jeno holds onto the sides of your head leaning down and he pressing his forehead to yours. “You’re not weak. Not in my eyes.” His lips meeting yours, taking away all the pain you felt, all the nerves and even giving you strength. “I’ll come find you. You know I will. However, before that, I want you to push on and strive. You’re my girl. And my girl is strong, intelligent and fiercely fast. Remember that.”

End of memory…

You didn’t even know it would feel like that, but when he pulls away from the kiss you feel something different in you. Tears of joy, tears of gladness. When finally looking at Jeno in the rainy darks of the night. Your heart still pounds rapidly against your ribs, but somehow you feel more at peace than before. He looks up at you through his lashes, looking like a little kid who did something wrong. “I’m sorry.” He apologizes. “I don’t know why I did that,”

“It’s okay.” You smile lightly biting your lip. “I liked it.”

Jeno’s cheeks heat up even underneath the rain. Of course he didn’t see what you saw just now. But knowing his identity and seeing him look so confused at knowing yet not knowing that he knows you somehow makes your heart warm. Jeno was your boyfriend… Is your boyfriend. And he came back for you. He found you… which could mean a variety of things. But your memory isn’t that clear to see the trouble ahead.

“If I had to tell you right now, that this rain is artificial, would you believe me?” You find yourself asking, wanting to just bask in this ambiance with him now. “That this is some sick twisted pattern that happens every year. Would you believe me?”

That’s news to Jeno’s ears. Not wanting to look away from your own galaxy eyes that sparkle, Jeno quickly peeks up getting eye stabbed by a droplet of rain before he quickly looks back to your smiling figure. He wipes on his eye before peering at you. “What do you mean?”

“It isn’t real. The sky.” You say, your hand daring to rub his chest. “It’s all just science. The weather all the way to the ground, is all artificial gadgets and technology imbedded into our minds.”

“Wait, what?” Jeno frowns a little, and you nod your head.

“The weather is fake.” You whisper. “What you’re seeing now is all mental. It’s all in your head. None of it, is real.”

“What?”

You chuckle lightly and shake your head. “Never mind. It’s too much to grasp right now,”

You look away from him, facing upwards again but closing your eyes this time. Jeno doesn’t do the same. Instead, his eyes analysis, every feature on the side of your face. Your face is familiar, but he can’t put a face on it. Not wanting to break his mind, he just dwells on the thought that he kissed you. “The ground is quite hard, do you wanna lay your head on my chest?”

Jeno’s surprised by the sudden words that leave his mouth, and he quickly retreats. To you though, his mind is beginning to question a lot of things. Without hesitation, you’re on his chest. He feels warm against your body, not in a way that makes you uncomfortable, just in the right position for him to be comfortable with his arms around you nervously. You don’t say anything, just lie there quietly enjoying each other presence. His breathing is steady and calm, trying not to draw attention to how fast his heart is beating, Jeno settles onto how you were. “You know. Out there when dealing with that cybertech thing, you were actually brave, fast and so damn clever.” Jeno complements. “Obviously if it weren’t for you, I’d run straight into that thing. So I’m really thankful to have had you here, to find you.”

The night calmly flies by with little to no conversation, just your body on his. While his mind wanders and forms all types of curiosity. “Why do they call you dreamer? Is it because you have dreams?”

“Mhm,” You nod your head. “The dreamers are like, a selected few who can just see outside of this maze. It’s like… we can see beyond. Like prophecy. So, Jaemin…he used to have dreams about the maze and all the sections. From memory we’d run the maze from front to end, using every inch of time we had, yet to no avail. We’ve found no way out. I’ve run every inch of it myself, at times Jaemin and I would split up, trying to see if each section had something new. What we did find, is that per day, per night 1 section opens up. Yesterday night section 7 was closing, while section 4 was opening. It’s a pattern that we’ve learnt. 5 9 7 4 1 2 3 6 8. With each new open section, a cybertech comes out. The cybertech only comes out at night, but recently something odd has been happening, it’s what got Jaemin accidently stung, as well as Renjun.”

“What happened?” Jeno’s ears tingle with interest when he’s finally getting all the answers about the maze.

“We started seeing them more frequently in the mornings. They’re less energetic and don’t do much chasing, however they do shoot out poison like venom. Jaemin probably never noticed it till it was too late. I was able to see it shoot out and then hit Renjun. The affects didn’t start immediately, but just as we were about to head on back…he attacked me.” Jeno’s eyes enlarge when your fingers pull down the shirt showing your shoulder. Huge in size but faintly red rough scratches are over your shoulder. “I tried getting away from him, but he was just too fast under the influence of the poison. And so, I hit him. Really hard with my fist and ran. I ran so fast and was close to the doors, but… just the thought of leaving Renjun broke my heart. Jaemin kept saying that he wasn’t stung, and I felt like maybe if we weren’t so quick in banishing him then we’d be able to learn something. So I ran back to Renjun. He was still unconscious and I thought that if I bring him back then we could tie him up and just… ask him what he’s feeling. I mean it’s Renjun after all. He didn’t want to bite me and he kept holding himself back and even hitting himself, but he was under the control of the poison. So I really had the hope… I still have the belief that if we speak to him, he might explain something that will really be helpful to us.”

Jeno instinctively wants to lean in and place smooth kisses over your shoulder. However, having kissed you already out of the blue in the dead of the night alerted him to not do it again. But yet he finds his fingers glazing over your skin giving you light tingles. “It sounds to me like you wanna get out this maze just as much as me.”

You smirk when looking into his eyes. “Trust me when I say Jeno, the others don’t want to get out. Staying longer here has brainwashed everyone that we’re safer in the walls then whatever is in the maze. When we told Renjun that we might now a way out, but it’ll require us to act fast and leave fast, he told us to just keep it a secret until we were sure.”

“A way out?”

“It’s hypothetical, but it’s not unreasonable.” You let go of your shirt, yet Jeno’s hand still rests on your shoulder gently moving over the scar. He doesn’t know why he keeps his hands there, but his heart just tingles in pain when feeling the scar. Something in him just recognizes that he doesn’t like when seeing you hurt. From your cries all the way to your physical pain, he doesn’t like it.

“What’s your hypothesis?”

“That the cybertechs way into the maze, could be our way out. See it like this, we’re trapped in the center, and the cybertech is trapped in the maze. We both want to get out. They’re most active at night, however at night that’s when the maze doors are shut, so they’re trying to find a way in the center. And with us it’s the same as wanting to get out, only except we can only move in the morning but all exits are shut in morning and only open up at night.”

“That’s interesting.” Jeno finally lets your shoulder go. “That’s actually not a bad hypothesis. In fact, we could explore it….”

Your eyes enlarge a little. “You want to explore the maze?”

“Since day one,” Jeno mentions. “I wanted to be a dreamer. But if what you said is true, that they don’t want to leave then they could overthrow the idea of leaving. How about this, we only present an option to them.” Jeno says finally turning his head to the large bloody chunk of mashed dead cells and tech parts being squashed in the wall. “Those that want to leave, can leave and the others can stay.”

You’re in a trance just watching Jeno. Despite his lack of memory, the kiss you shared allowed you to calm down a bit knowing that he’s here with you and will help you out like always. So as he stands up and moves to the machine crushed animal in the wall, you follow him.

“You said one cybertech comes out per night from a different section, so if this was section 7’s cybertech that means tonight section 4’s cybertech will come out.”

“Right.”

Jeno’s brain is quick in thinking but so are his hands when being sharp in digging into the squishy bloody gooey parts of the thing and pulling out something that he sees flashing. It’s cylinder machine piece that blinks red every second. Jeno looks at your wondrous face smiling a little. “I have an idea.”

-

It’s barely sunrise, but already a few members have awoken and patiently wait by the walls. What a scary sight it was to witness not one but three members disappear into the maze walls. There was great confusion, anger and even worry filling in through the members. First they lost a dreamer, but losing the second and last dreamer only caused panic in them. Not to mention for Donghyuck who thinks that Jeno could’ve been a dreamer, really threw all his hope in the gutter. They lost all the dreamers and their leader. What would happen? However, those thoughts were kept at bay when Jisung repeatedly had hope that Jeno would survive the maze. So as the sun slowly peeks and the familiar ground shaking doors grumble up opening up slowly, eager eyes peek into the dark maze trying to make out responses of human life. From the hammocks, the others awaken running to the doors as it continues to open up.

“Where are they?”

It’s the lost voice of disappear that the boys all hear when seeing nothing emerge from within the maze. Sadness washes over their faces as they stare in shock-

“Wait. I can see something.” Someone points out into the maze. “There on the ground. Look.” Without sunlight it’s hard to see the sitting figure on the ground, but with squinted eyes surely they can see it.

“Hey!” Mark yells out repeatedly. “It’s not moving.”

“I don’t think it’s dead either.” Donghyuck says. “It’s a person.” He breathes in deeply. “I’m going to get it.”

No offers to come, no one offers to help as Donghyuck in all timidity slowly moves into the maze. The corridor is long and overwhelming. He doesn’t peek back, he only looks forward to the hunched sitting figure. The closer he gets the more he sees that the person is tied up. He can even hear faint breathing coming from the person. “Don’t touch me.” It whispers out trying to control its breathing.

“Renjun?” Donghyuck bends down quickly going to make sure that Renjun is alright- before making it there he kicks on a pile of little bolts and screws on the ground. Looking down on the floor… he sees letters formed by the bolts. ‘EEP HIM.’ Donghyuck comprehends it as ‘keep him’. The hesitancy flies out his system when quickly picking him up ignoring his faint whispers to let him go. Trudging back to the field, Mark is the first notice the hands.

“Donghyuck don’t you dare bring it in here, it’s been stung!”

“There was a sign saying keep him.” Donghyuck ignores Mark and keeps walking sideway with Renjun over his shoulder. “I think Y/n and Jeno might still be alive.”

“What? Are you crazy!” Mark follows after Donghyuck in heaps. “News flash there was no one in the maze-”

“Renjun was there.”

“Besides him you idiot!” Mark gets worked up.

“Chenle, Doyoung help me get him inside.”

Work is cut for the day as majority of the hours are spent in the council room with all the members, trying to figure out what’s plan ‘B’. Some prefer to kick Renjun back into the maze. They can’t have him on the hospital bed for long knowing that he’s stung. While a few want to keep Renjun, they’re initially converted to kicking him out once seeing no use to him now that the dreamers are gone. Majority of the vote prefer in continuing life without Renjun and the dreamers, in their defense Jeno had a big head and went into the maze- Y/n risked her life trying to save Renjun and Renjun was a fool for trying to retrace Jaemin’s steps.

“You guys can’t be serious.” Donghyuck shakes his head when listening to the nonsense being imposed and spread.

“Donghyuck what’s crazy, is you trying to create more dreamers.” Sungchan, one of the cooks speaks up. “We never needed them in the first place. What if this place was made with the purpose to keep us in to protect us?”

“Exactly.” The others gang up in believing that message. “This is a utopia, and the people who put us in here probably did it preserve young boys. Society is in need of strong men who can create a world. This could be training for us.”

Donghyuck turns to Mark who nods his head agreeing. “I feel exactly the same way.”

“Do you guys, not feel remotely trapped? Don’t you sense that something is off?” Donghyuck questions with his eyebrows raised in concern. “You mean to tell me that you guys aren’t brewing with curiosity? Ever since Jeno came, it’s made me realize just how fired up, we all were when first arriving to leave.”

“I still feel that way,” Jisung shyly lets his voice be heard. “Look, I don’t know if Jeno was brave or stupid for entering into the maze. But his act should push us to bravery to run into the maze-”

“Curiosity got him killed.” Another member Yangyang, who deals with stocking up all their tools speaks up. “And it’ll get you killed too if you even think of entering into that maze.”

“Jeno.” Mark scoffs. “That guy has been having a death wish since he came here. He refuses to work, continuously questions our intelligence and on top of that, did you guys know that he had dreams?” Mark poses gaining reactions of surprise. “Exactly. So here’s my theory all over again. The runners as well as the dreamers were moles in clan, trying to lead us to our deaths. Thank god we didn’t follow or listen to them, otherwise, we would’ve ended up like all of them. Does it ever strike you that the only people we lost were the runners and dreamers? This says a lot. And I’m betting that the people who sent us here knew that we needed to get rid of them, that’s why-”

Mark’s speech is halted, when a weirdly familiar sound reactivates itself and the blaring horn of the box arrives. Not just Donghyuck, but everyone else is up and heading out the commune hall and into the center of the field where the box kept ringing announcing that it’s coming up.

“It shouldn’t be coming up.” Whispers and mummers begin to go around. “It hasn’t been a month yet. What’s going on?”

Once the horn stops indicating that the box has arrived, with one glance to Jisung next to him, Donghyuck finds himself bouncing into the cage and then opening it up. Expecting to see a male figure like all the other times, he’s surprised when seeing a box. A tiny box. Getting inside to pick up the box, Donghyuck is startled just as the cage violently shifts and breaks a little. “Shit I’ve seen this in my dreams before.” Donghyuck’s eyes widen. “Give this Y/n, she’ll know what to do.” Tossing the box overboard into the hands of Mark- the other boys try to assist in getting Donghyuck out. Yet by another creak and drop- all jaws are dropped open in yelling out when the cage doors itself close and the box sinks vanishing into darkness.

Panic wafts through the field and area where the boys are standing. “What just happened? Did the box fall? Did Donghyuck just say he saw in his dreams?”

As others panic and cower in fear and worry of just suddenly losing Donghyuck to the box, Mark’s eyes read over the note that came with the box. On one end ‘Times up’ is written, and when turning the card around it reads ‘This might help to slow down the poison. Use it wisely.’ Despite cries of worry going around, Mark opens up the box and inside is a large syringe with blue liquid. “Does anyone have an idea of what I’m looking at?”

Eyes now wonder away from the closed box to Mark’s hand holding up a syringe. But their reactions are slow when another phenomena happens and it all starts with your yelling. “Guys! We found a way out!”

It’s like looking at pairs of ghosts watching you and Jeno run out from the maze. Jeno and you are blazing with large smiles when reaching the other boys. “Guys, we think we found a way out.”

“You think or you know?” Mark’s sharp voice cuts through their smiles. He tosses the box aside storming to you. “What’s this?”

You step back a little from Mark’s rapid attitude towards you. Standing right in front of you holding up a syringe, your eyes move to his hand and then his eyes. But just as he can say more, you’re backup as Jeno pulls you behind him standing in front of Mark staring him down. “What’s your problem?” Jeno’s low voice speaks up. “Didn’t you hear what she said? We found a new passage, we think it could be our way out-”

“I wasn’t talking to you.” Jeno is slow to react when Mark pushes on his chest violently. Jeno holds himself from knocking you down. “I’m getting fed up of seeing and hearing your stupid face and voice. Ever since you’ve come nothing but chaos has been upon us! Because of you we lost Jaemin, Renjun and Donghyuck!”

“Mark you can’t put all that blame on Jeno. If anything Jeno has played a huge part in finding a way out-”

“What, now you’re kissing his ass? Was Jaemin’s dick not big enough for you-” Mark glares wholes at you but his gaze sharply turns to Jeno when Jeno forces him back.

“Respect the dead.”

“Where’s Renjun?” Your iced voice laced in annoyance speaks up as you turn to walk away in anger. “Jeno let’s go. They’re clearly not in any mood to talk.”

“And so what? You’re going to talk to Renjun? No. I’m sick and tired of all these secrets, we should have you guys kicked out of this place because all you want to do is run to your deaths in the maze. But you know what, I’m not going to stop you two dimwits this time. If you want to leave and end up like that misfortunate cockblock Jaemin then go. You’re smarter then this Y/n. Your place is here with us.”

The word misfortune has you stopping in your tracks even though you so desperately want to ignore him. “Just ignore him.” Jeno reads your mind, but you just can’t stop as you harshly turn around tramping to him.

“Now that Jaemin’s gone you think you can say all types of shit to me. Huh? Misfortunate?” You stand in front of him not being afraid of his height and size. “Do you know how many people lost their lives trying to keep you and everyone ‘safe’?”

“You mean those stupid, pathetic, useless, worthless assholes who left the field to die in the maze?”

“You haven’t a clue of what we’re going through trying to get down to the bottom of this all. Finally, we’ve got a chance- a real shot at being free and you’re being a coward. But you know what, if you want us to leave we’ll leave.”

Stomping away from him with Jeno following next to you, you stop one last time when hearing Mark’s final way. “The only way to leave officially is through banishment.” Mark pokes the side of his check. “Take this while you’re at it. Donghyuck said you’d need it.”

Reaching the little infirmary room which was used to keep any of the sick, another clan member Doyoung sits with a roughly panting Renjun. “How’s he doing?” You ask while getting inside with Jeno following behind you.

“Have no idea. He’s stung for sure, so he must be in so much pain.”

“I’ve seen that before.” You look down to your hand by the item Jeno points out. “I can’t remember it well, but…”

“Me too.” You mention while pulling out it’s cup seeing the thin firm needle. “I think it might help him relax,”

“And it might bring back his memory.” Jeno underlines when looking at it recalling it being used as some sort of memory device. “After Jaemin and Renjun got stung, they clearly had a few brain cells left that reminded them of who they were. If what we saw back there in the maze is real then, I think this might help in reviving our memories.”

Jeno simply stares at you while unbuttoning his black wrist button and pulling it up revealing his skin. Your thoughts are in sync when, but it still has you feeling nervous. “Are you sure?”

“Not really. But I really do think it’ll bring my memories back.” Jeno breathes out. “Plus I wanna know why you keep looking at me like that,” Like you love him.

“Jeno, we just got each other back, we can’t lose each other again.”

“We won’t.” He tilts his head to the side looking into your eyes. It feels like he knows you, but it’s so weird that his mind doesn’t, yet his heart yearns so much for you. The kiss just added onto their intimacy. You’re someone he doesn’t mind following. Looking at you, he knows for sure that the reason he was sent up here was to find you. “I promise, we won’t lose each other again.”

-

Challenge after challenge, Jeno finds himself to be top of the ranks surpassing all the scientists’ expectations. He flies through the speed tests, excels in accuracy when put into logical thinking solutions and fights hard for his survival… as well as yours. Being put through hell from crazy challenges by the doctors in lab coats, to being put in a level of authority and power over subject and finally rendering in a place of power in order to keep you safe and alive. Even while reducing down Mark’s scores in order to boost you up. Once Mark is cut and sent to the maze grid, Jeno’s next subject is Donghyuck. And just like Mark, Jeno purposely reduces Donghyuck’s marks to give you a shot.

“Jeno, you can’t keep choosing me to stay.” You timidly speak, your gaze on the floor just as your confidence is non-existent. “The others already hate me.”

Jeno being fervently touched when seeing you broken hits his chest hard like a punch. He hates seeing you upset, he gets on his knees before you and shakes his head. “Baby, I’m aware that they have a strong distaste towards you, but it’s not about them, it never has been. It’s about staying alive till the end. Who knows, we might get chosen and all of this would’ve been worth it.”

“At what cost?” You tearfully look into Jeno’s eyes. “I can’t keep watching as the others get cut while we try to survive.”

“I know you hate it,” Jeno has his hands over your arms. “But it is, what it is. I promise you, it’ll all make sense when we’re finally chosen to go into the Neo Tech. Virus free, poverty free, this is our ticket. Plus, you’re also doing your part. You’re working hard and trying to survive.”

“I’m not strong like you, and there others can already-”

“You are strong.” Jeno stops you from discouraging and undermining yourself. “And brave, and fierce. You never give up, and that’s all that matters.”

“Have you purposely been making the others lose just so that I could get ahead?” You look up at Jeno in disbelief. Jeno’s mouth halts before clearing his throat. “I’m not brave, fierce or even strong, because you keep cheating me. My doctor told me that I was supposed to be cut a long time ago.”

“Don’t listen to them.”

“How can I not listen to them, when they told me that you willingly sacrificed to put Jaemin in the cut zone, just to save me. Jeno?” Your tears fill your eyes. “You sacrificed my brother’s freedom, just so that you and I could be together? No. How can I accept that?”

“Baby listen-”

“No. I’m done listening to you.” You get up and shake your head. “This isn’t love anymore. You’re obsessed with me now.”

“I love you that’s why I’m doing this-”

“This is obsession! This isn’t love! What have they done to make you so hell bent on wanting to save just me? Jeno! Please. This isn’t normal anymore.” You shake your head but Jeno holds your wrist back being confused. You yank his hand away from yours. “I’m turning myself in.”

“No.” Jeno’s eyes open widely. “You can’t do that.”

“I will.”

“No.” His grip gets tighter on your wrist, and there’s a bit of a wrestle for him to set you free. But he’s so strong that in the end you twist your body back and your arm flies to his face with a strong 5 finger slap. Jeno backs up in shock and stares at you.

“Jeno! Snap out of it! I am turning myself in. Right now. I’m going to do it. Because you have lost your mind.” You storm out giving him one last glance. “And this time don’t follow me. I never want to see you again.” Your voice breaks when staring at him in the eyes. “It’s over.”

Jeno watches you walk away in complete shock, at how strange the conversation turned out to be. What did he do wrong? In shock, he doesn’t follow you and simply stays behind in your room. Trying to understand what he did wrong. Emptiness fills him up as he ponders. He just wanted to survive and have you near to him. Was that wrong? Even if he had to put others out and chose to save you, didn’t mean that he didn’t do it out of love. If anything, everything he’s ever done while here was to save and protect you. The night comes quick, when Jeno hears that the next person to have gotten in the maze was you. He can’t bring himself to even go on normally as he’s stuck in limbo, in a wave of seas of confusion..

The rest of the days pass with Jeno focusing on his tasks of watching the others trying to survive in the simulations. All the girls have made it through and since only 14 people were required to move on, Jeno chose to stay and remain as part of the scientist. A part of him only wanted to watch you, but the other part of him wanted to join the subjects in the new world… It’s within training the new subjects that he realized something.

Whenever he realized something, he’d go back in the grid to watch you peacefully sleeping in your capsule while dreamt an endless dream of being in the maze. He’d watch you take charge on your own, without memory, he watched you fight and train and realize your own worth and what it meant to be free. It took 1 whole year to realize what he did wrong, and why his head was so deeply into the gutter. You realized it. You left him because you longer felt his love was genuinely about you… it was always about freedom. Freedom is limited by so many things, and it can never truly or properly be achieved… but it always depends on a person. Do they want to be free or not?

When watching you survive and hold up your own in a world full of boys, Jeno admired your will and emotion strength. Without him butting in your freedom, you became stronger. And Jeno realized that he almost took your freedom of choice away. “I’m sorry.” He’d whisper when watching you float in the capsule. Other times, he’d purpose speak into your mind, saying that he was sorry. For you however, it was a dream that you’d see if a guy you never knew apologizing to you.

Jeno now had a choice. To join the new subjects in the New World as a new person, or keep being a scientist and watching you trapped in a capsule. It’s weird because the capsules were designed to keep the ‘failures’ for a limited amount of time. Yet, for some reason, these failures didn’t want to die by going into the maze. They preferred to stay in, in order to stay alive. Because they didn’t know their own fate, would they live or die. And so when a plan to over throw everyone in the grid comes to motion, Jeno forsakes his new dream of freedom in the new world, by staying true to what he’s always wanted, which was just to be with you. He wants to be free, but what he’s always wanted, was for you to be free too. After seeing your progression and your strong will, and how you’d take charge on most situations and how you were respected, he couldn’t let you die, just like that. You deserved to be free too. To do what you want, and not be dictated.

So, after setting up the machines, Jeno sets a timer for his last mission. He locks himself inside the capsule as the blue water begins to rise. He wasn’t going into the maze, for his own freedom. He was going there to free you, so that you could be free. He needed to remember that. He needs to remember that. He needs to make you escape, so that you can be free. The doctors and scientist are in shock when storming into the room seeing that the breach was actually Jeno trapping himself with the other failures. To the scientists, Jeno was a force to reckon with, a beacon for the new world. They adored Jeno and felt he would play a huge part in the new society, so seeing him getting in a ticking timer that would only over through all the failures is a gable. They could decide to save Jeno, or kill him and the others.

“We’ll give him 5 days.” Jeno’s doctor looks at Jeno who’s fallen into trance, a dreamlike state as his mind enters the simulation. “Knowing him, he’ll want to defeat the challenge as fast as possible.”

“The only problem is that he’s in grid full of failures who refuse to leave.”

“He’ll change it.” Jeno’s doctor motions. “I have faith in him.”

Y/n’s old scientist scoffs. “I’ll bet you, he’ll go look for her and try to bring her out.”

It’s no secret that Jeno pulled all sorts of strings to save you, so it is a big gamble the doctors are taking. “Whatever. If he fails after 5 days, we kill them all.” Jeno’s scientist walks to the capsule pod that Jeno is in and speaks into the earpiece. “Jeno. Remember this. Survive and Run. You have no other purpose. Survive and Run.”

“JENO! WAKE UP!”

Bolting his eyes open like being struck over the head by lightening, Jeno’s whole body shoots up. He’s in pain but can’t even begin to process it- because all around him, there’s chaos. Jeno sees fire first, feels the heat and then realizes where he is. The grid? Why is it in flames? Why is it burning up? The field is something out of the pits of hell. Trees are on fires, huts are on fire, and demon like creatures are jumping and crashing from hut to hut, trampling over people. He makes out the demons to be cybertechs- “What the hell?”

“Jeno!”

You’re crying voice gets to his ears again, and he realizes that’s who was crying out his name. Seeing you underneath him, Jeno feels how bumpy his ride is- that’s because you’re carrying him and running with him on your back. Noticing this, he doesn’t rest on your back any longer and twists his body side ways falling straight to the ground. You’re panting and breathing and your eyes are wet with tears. “Y/n- what the hell happened?”

“There’s no time to explain- we need to run!”

Running seems to be the only thing that everyone underneath the dark sky is doing. Jeno notices that indeed it’s night time and the only light coming is from the fire. His memory fully comes into him when remembering the plan to kill all the failures. “Shit!” He curses out but you grab his hand running as fast as you can while dragging his distorted out phase. It only took him being under sedative for a while for the chaos to begin. Outside, Mark was already ready to throw you, Renjun and Jeno out. So, they picked all three of you up and tied you up to poles. They’d wait for Sundown when the maze would close to finally push you all inside and let you die inside. But as the sun set, and the maze didn’t close, they all sensed that something was wrong. Mark only blamed Jeno saying this such as ‘One night in the maze, and already he’s caused trouble’. Just in time, all the other shut walls began opening up. It was terrifying, because on one hand, Renjun and Jeno were both out unconscious and the other hand, the boys in the maze began scampering around to all the open walls wondering what the hell was happening. With pitch forks and fire open up in defense mode, Jisung ran to you and cut you open trying to help you.

However it was too late because just as he cut you lose- a large animalistic piece of tech with a large roar grunged into the field and bit him. The mere sight of the roaring monster alerted everyone in the field! You knew what it was, it was a cybertech! Not one, but 4 came out from all sides of the walls and began devouring all the little males running and screaming. There was no time! You had to run- and you did run! But when seeing the cybertech draw fiercely close to Jeno- you lunged with your knife! Screaming in raw anger you jumped and stabbed it in the eye- it roared in agony- falling back and going blind and chasing in rage. Creating time for you to cut Jeno open. Carrying him on your back, you began running towards the entrance of the maze! This was it. You needed to escape. Jeno was heavy- but your will to carry him was even heavier. You kept calling out his name- screaming for him to wake up! Boys you once knew began falling and dying, left and right, but you kept running dodging and avoiding the cybertech. Even though you’d fall, you’d insistently get up with tears in your eyes as you groped Jeno’s toned body and force him on your back. The field is covered in darkness and fright! Everywhere you turn there’s just shouts and screams and you can hear everyone being devoured. “Jeno!” You yell out trampling over and cowering away from open spaces when seeing the cybertechs lunging and lacing.

If he hadn’t woken up- you don’t know if you’d be able to escape with him on your back. “Come on!” Running into the maze, and cutting corners following the familiar pattern, you finally stop hearing the screaming of the former members as it’s only you and Jeno’s panting. “We need to keep moving.” You turn back seeing Jeno’s running, but his attention on the ground. “Jeno?”

“Yeah?” He whispers out.

“What’s wrong?”

Jeno’s tongue tied. His heart feeling like it’s breaking. “We broke up.”

“What?”

And just like that, Jeno lets go of your hand and stops running. He can’t look at you. You also stop running, looking at him in confusion. You grab his run to run again, but he yanks his hand away. “Go, without me.”

“No,”

Jeno shakes his head. “I remember it all. It’s all my fault.”

“Jeno?” Your whimpering voice comes into view when hearing him down.

“I took your freedom away from you. We broke up because I kept trying to save you and free you.” Jeno mentions with his hands drawn to his side. “I only came up, to make sure that you run out. That you run free. You’ve got so much life, so much potential ahead of you, and I just didn’t want to see you die. I know it’s selfish for me to make a decision like this, but all the time I’ve been watching you, I’ve seen you become so strong and fierce. Go without me and be-”

A fiver finger slap across Jeno’s face as him looking up to you with tears. You’re equally crying while biting your bottom lip. “If you tell me to be free one more time, I will slap you again. But please Jeno, I promise I’ll tell you why I left, but first we need to get out of here.” A loud raging roar and hearing clicking on the ground, alarms you, but for some reason, Jeno stays on place. “Please. We just found each other again, and I’ll be a damn fool if I let you go again. Please let’s run.” You beg Jeno, feeling the tears fall.

Not thinking twice, Jeno follows you as you lead him just like you did in the morning. Together, you reach the exit of section 7. Running inside, and running towards a door that has a pin, Jeno shakes his head. “I wondered what this door was.”

“Never thought I’d be glad to see this door.” You smile while typing out the sequence numbers of the changing of the maze. “Seeing this door, always meant an escape from this nightmare dream.”

But just before you can enter the door- Jeno holds your hand back. “Once we go in there, we won’t have any time to ourselves. Let’s talk now,”

“But the cybertech-”

“Won’t get to us, not while we’re here. All it takes is walking through this door to stop the simulation.” Jeno says, his heart simmering down but he breaks in a little smile when seeing your face. His thoughts can finally flow normally. He can’t believe that he forgot you, that he forgot who you were. “I’ve missed you. So much.”

Hearing his confession, the dreams as well as memories flow back to you. Still with his hand in yours, you find yourself taking a seat on the ground. Jeno follows you to the ground, folding his legs and holding your hand securely. “You know, Jaemin and I realized something. That the dreams we were having, weren’t dreams, but that they were some kind of reality we lived. I’d tell him everything I dreamt. From all the challenges, to this one guy who kept coming to look for me. In every challenge, this guy would come like my knight and shining armor. He’d not only come for me, but he’d save me from the challenges. It was you.”

Jeno recalls every challenge, beginning to end, he was supposed to save himself, but he’d first run to look for you, when finding you, he’d help you find your way out. “You didn’t like me saving you, right?”

“Wrong.” You bring his hands up and place a kiss on them before laying your head on it, looking at him lovingly. “In fact, I missed you saving me. It’s been hard dreaming about this guy who’d save me all the time, to realizing that I needed to save myself. I…” Your tears blur your vision. “When the doctors and scientist told me what you were doing, that you would purposely grade the others low just so that I wouldn’t be last place, always touched my heart. Even though you had so much power, you used it for me. I felt guilty. Jeno… in all this mess, you’ve always been the strongest, fastest and smartest. I was holding you down-”

“Never-”

You shrug your shoulders when Jeno leans his forehead on yours. “It’s what I felt. I felt useless and weak. I couldn’t even save myself without my boyfriend cheating. I was… insecure. The other girls made it through without any help. It was just me who’d continuously fail in all the missions.” You look at his hands clasping yours and you kiss his fingers. “I broke up with you, because I reached my breaking point. I convinced myself that I was a hindrance to you, that I was a burden. So I left. I left in hopes that you could finally go into the new world order, and get a girl who was just as fast, and smart and brave and all the traits you possessed.”

Jeno wants to speak, but you shake your head and smile lightly.

“When I told Jaemin that, he nearly hit me.” You chuckle lightly. “He told me, that, the fact that you’d willingly risk it all to save me, spoke in volumes of how much you loved me. I didn’t believe it, because I didn’t feel like there was a need to love me. I was weak-”

“I never understood, why you kept saying you were weak. Despite others saying I was strong and whatever, I was only that way because I knew that you would push on. You kept pushing yourself, you kept trying, and seeing you put your all, made me not give up on you. You didn’t have muscles, but that didn’t stop you from trying. You weren’t the strongest, but seeing you withstand forces greater then you, was powerful. The only reason, why I always ran to you at the start of every simulation was because I wanted to be with you, I never wanted to see you go it alone. I was prepared to be your strength and shield, when you couldn’t find a reason to keep going. I guess I failed. Your determination, was my motivation. Even if I had to cheat, I never once doubted you, you kept me going. Everything, I did, was just to be with you. I just wanted to get past this mile and just be with you. I knew that even if you took time, you’d still pass. I fell in love with you, because of you never ending determination. Even if it could take years, you’d still always find a way out. The other girls had nothing on you, because you already had my heart, from the day you jumped into my arms, my life was yours. It broke my heart, when you left. I… lost my motivation. But I’ll tell you something crazy. That day, that day that the maze doors were about to close… seeing you try to drag Renjun out, awakened something in me. You were giving your all, while we were all watching. That fire that only bursted when I was with you, flamed inside of me, and I just ran into the maze, because I wanted to reach you. To be with you.”

Your smile is genuine, and the tears falling from your eyes are happy instead of being sad. “You looked possessed. And I was so upset, because I didn’t want you to die. Your eyes shined so brightly with this will. And I’m like, if I can’t lead these people out, I know Jeno might. Renjun kept saying that too. Unfortunately we didn’t’ save anyone else,”

“Unfortunately, I never cared about them. My only red flag, is being obsessed with you,” Jeno timidly smiles when recalling it’s the words you used to describe him. “In fact, I was an intern for 3 years and only watched you. The only reason I came up, was for you,”

“I’m glad you came back for me. I’m happy you came to find me.” Your lips tilt upwards when Jeno pulls you into his lap.

“I’m thankful for giving you time to find yourself, your unknown strength- babe you literally carried me and my heavy body,” You laugh sitting on his lap. “You’ve grown ever since then, and I’m proud of you.”

“Babe- I missed you calling me that. Thanks baby,” you whisper closing your eyes and enjoying his holds again on you. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Jeno mumbles in your ear allowing your back to flutter with emotions. “No matter what, I won’t let you go,”

“Me too,” You nod your head. “Just promise me one thing,”

“It’s already a yes, to whatever it is.”

“Once we get out of here, promise that no matter what, we’ll never lose each other,”

“I’m prepared to see that promise out till the end.”

-

Dream ( ) Scape

(12:23) perfection.

jeno didn’t know why he liked you. why he always wanted to be near close proximity, regardless of the time or weather. he didn’t understand why his heart thumped loudly whenever you’d give him a late night call, or how his body would grow hot as your soft voice would speak through the phone, asking about his whereabouts. jeno didn’t understand why out of everyone he knew, you were the only one he wanted to please. make you happy, if he had to say himself. jeno was dying to know why out of everyone he knew, you were the only one that piqued his interest “you okay?” your soft voice asked him, a hint of concert hidden in it. jeno didn’t even realise that he was staring at you, mouth slightly open, as he was daydreaming about just how perfect you were.

you waited for an answer, watching jeno open his mouth to say something again. nothing came out. what was he supposed to say? would you be weirded out if he told you that he thinks you’re the definition of perfect? the person his dreams could only imagine? would it step over the line that’s being friend? “you’re… how can you be so amazing?” jeno said, trying to test the waters. you slightly frowned. what is he talking about? “what do you mean, jeno?” you asked, genuine confusion in your voice. jeno sighed, he might as well continue. “you’re just so, perfect? i’ve never met someone like you, or at least as amazing as you. and i wish i knew why, but i genuinely can’t pin point exactly what makes you so perfect.” jeno blurted out, not being able to hold all the questions he had for longest back. by the end of the sentence, his eyes were tightly shut, too scared to look back up. a hand grazing against his arm made him look back up, meeting your half smile. “i am no where near perfect, jeno. i have no idea where you got that from. i am the most boring person anyone can know.” you chuckled, feeling his tense muscles loosen up.

maybe that’s why jeno liked you so much. you were so oblivious to all your likeable qualities. always persistent on being just like the others, when you weren’t. maybe jeno liked you because you never failed to make yourself fit in with the others. maybe he was interested in you because of how humble you were. jeno didn’t care for the reason, he just really liked you.

— nct dream as love languages .

[ ! ] none as far as i can think of?

nct dream x reader , genre — fluff!

a.n ; my first piece of writing of this blog, this was fun to make lol. hope you guys enjoyed it!

— MARK ( 이마크. ) quality time

• mark is a busy guy. being in two active groups that requires his attention all the time, he isn’t one to have much time for himself or others. but i feel like if mark really liked you, whether it be romantic or as a friend, he’ll definitely makes time free just to spend that time with you. i can imagine him finally having a small break throughout the week, and instead of using it to invest in personal hobbies, he calls you up and asks if you’re up to hang out with him and do something. such as going out to eat or visit a local arcade. if mark likes you, he’d love to have you around, because your mere presence brings him enough energy to forget about his busy week.

— RENJUN ( 황런쥔. ) gifting gifts

• i’m sure everyone knows how much renjun likes to draw and art itself, so i don’t think the thought of him making you small drawings is far off. he likes crafting too so he’s definitely the type to make little gifts. those gifts could range from bracelets he made over the week and personalised for you, with your favourite colours and things that remind him of you. or other gifts such a small sketch he made of you while you were too distracted, he would hand it to you saying he ‘thought you looked very nice in this angle’, making you flustered without even intending to do so. he definitely likes creating gifts rather than spending money on gifts because to him, it carries more meaning. if renjun likes you he’d love to surprise you with self made gifts that he took about an hour to make.

— JENO ( 이제노. ) physical touch

• though jeno doesn’t seem like the type to be into physical touch, he still likes to have you near him and wants to be near you too. he’d be the type to always wrap an arm around your shoulder if you’re walking around or have his hands on your shoulder as he walks behind you and guides you. he might even consider linking your arms together as you walk around. he also uses it as a way to protect you, when the two of you are outside, he’ll keep a protective arm around you as you make your way through the busy streets. he also likes the warmth he gets from it so winter is spend with him being super close to you while he complains about the cold weather. with physical touch, jeno likes to show you that he is always close and won’t have to worry.

— HAECHAN ( 이해찬. ) physical touch

• i don’t think it’s a surprise. haechan is a touchy person in general and it shows how much he cherishes one person. whether it be subtle small gestures such as gently touching you whenever you have conversations, or big gestures as clinging onto you when he sees you. he’s definitely the type to give welcome and goodbye hugs or hold hands to drag you with him because he saw something that he wanted to share with you. if comfortable with it, he wouldn't be against the idea of giving platonic kisses on each others cheeks every now and then because to him it just shows how close and strong your friendship is to have reached such a point. he also loves holding hands and the warmth he gets from it. it also makes him feel more connected with you. haechan just likes to show his love for others by keeping them close and smothering them with hugs.

— JAEMIN ( 나재민. ) acts of service

• though jaemin is also a touchy person, he wouldn’t be as touchy like haechan or want to be near every minute like jeno. instead jaemin likes to show his love and appreciation through caring acts. that could be making you food while you’re busy studying for an exam, or bringing extra food in case you’d forget yours, giving you the answers to homework the both of you had, or finish the list of groceries you didn’t get to finish. his way is the silent but very much present type of affection and it's pretty easy to spot who he has a bias against since he puts more effort into the actions he does for the ones he adores. these ways, jaemin likes to let you know that he appreciates you for sticking with him. through acts of services, jaemin show that he truly cares about you and likes to get rid of the burdens bothering you.

— CHENLE ( 종천러. ) words of affirmation

• chenle isn’t one to openly display PDA, he also isn’t one who needs to be with you all the time to feel loved. however, he likes to let you know he appreciates you and cares about by letting you know about his whereabouts. he’ll text randomly at 2 am in the morning telling you that he just won a match in a game and wanted to tell you first since it meant a lot to him. or he’ll ask you what you’re doing, and annoy for the next 30 minutes until you ask him to stop, which he does, reluctantly. when he notices you had a bad day, he'll come up to you when no one is looking and tell you there truly is nothing to worry about and how great you did in his eyes. he loves to encourage you whenever you doubt yourself, and he’s the best hype man for whenever you feel like life is going bad. chenle loves to assure you that he thinks about you with his affirming words, even if those words don’t directly say it.

— JISUNG ( 박지성. ) quality time

• jisung seems like someone who’d be just fine on his own idk. the type that doesn’t need people to be with him all the time to be entertained, so for him to want to reach out to you first and ask to hang out says a lot. he’d want to see you at the most random moments, coming up with any excuse that sounds reasonable enough so he won’t look like an obsessed person. through quality time jisung is able to show you that he really does appreciate you in his life by spending his greatest moments with you. he’d use the quality time spent to make sure the both of you leave with the thought that it was an enjoyable time spend together. through quality time jisung shows that he cares enough to want you around all the time

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library. next: dream showing affection 𖹭

haechan: he doubles it. you're showing affection? he's showing the double. equally, he teases you about how you can't live without him, even though you've only put your arm around his waist, but when you try to pull away annoyed, his hand quickly wraps around your wrist and snaps them back into place. it doesn't take seconds when you find him sticking like gum to you.

jisung: he gets flustered. you just hold his hand. without him having to ask. you've kissed him because he's said something funny. you've pinched his cheek even when he's just existing; his neck always burns when he's with you.

jaemin: he turns into a puppet. do you want him to raise his arms while you hug him around the waist? done. do you want to sit on his lap while he's doing something? okay. he lets you give him affection complacently.

renjun: he melts. whatever he was doing fades into the background, even if you only gave him a little kiss on the cheek absentmindedly as you bumped into him on the way to the kitchen. now you sense him following you for more.

mark: cringes. he's not used to receiving affection, and after he sees you puzzled by his reaction, he gets closer for you to do it again. you find out he gets startled very often, but once when he discovers that it's just you, he relaxes and wants you to keep doing it.

chenle: he doesn't react. he usually lets you show your affection without intervening. from kisses to hugs. it's like he's turned to stone. he doesn't seem to be paying attention to you and it lowkey feels like he wants you to leave him alone. then, when you're pulling away, he snaps out of it and spreads pecks on your head and calls you pretty.

jeno: he imitates you. if you rub his back, he will stroke yours, if you comb his hair, then he will comb yours. it's just a habit that he does without realizing it but that you find tender. every show of affection on your part becomes a reflex act towards you.

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slowly falling in love with jeno !!

a/n: reading this back, the milk texts sound freaky asf...

fake text m.list ☁︎⋅

stress relief || lee jeno

smut. mdni.

content warning: rough (unprotected) sex, choking, missionary, sidefucking in front of the mirror, reader has a praise kink, oral (fem receiving), whiny pussydrunk jeno, creampie

jeno had been away for a while, but he was coming back home today. no words could describe how excited you were to see his face again. nothing could prepare you for him fucking you raw tonight.

jeno's eyes fluttered open and were met with the bright lights in the airplane cabin. his flight landed a couple of minutes ago, and everyone already left except for him and the flight attendants. he felt a tap on his shoulder and that's what awakened him. they were very kind and understanding of the fact that he was exhausted. he took his bag out from the overhead bin and made his way to the terminal.

once he got out of his sleepy daze, he waited for you to arrive. you were already on your way. if it wasn't for you wanting to look extra good for your man, you would've already been waiting outside for him. you pulled into the pickup zone and there he was. his hair was all messed up and he looked so cute. you pulled up next to him and nearly jumped out of your car. he dropped his bags as you ran into his embrace. he picked you up and your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

"i missed you so much, pretty girl," jeno whispered in your ear before pulling you into a heated kiss. you sighed into it, nearly forgetting that you were in public. "let's go home, baby," you smiled. you picked up his bags and placed them in the backseat of your car. he got into the passenger seat while you got back behind the wheel. "so how was your flight?" jeno sighed at your question, still exhausted. "it was long. i actually fell asleep for once," he joked. you smiled at his response, happy that he got some rest.

you both joked for the rest of the way home, enjoying each other's company once again. unbeknownst to you, jeno had been straining in his pants. getting all dolled up for him seemed to have an effect on him. he's been ogling you the entire ride and he can't wait to get home and show you how much he missed you. he didn't want to tell you, but his trip was a pretty stressful one. he was just happy to be back home to you.

you pulled into the driveway of your house before turning to look at jeno. he was already looking at you, though. the way he looked at you was a look of desperation. it made your stomach flip and you could feel the blood rushing to your face. "you okay, baby?" you asked him, wondering what was on his mind. "i'm fine... just want you, princess." the pet name made your body buzz. what you thought was a look of desperation was truly a look of lust.

you took his bags out from the backseat of the car and rushed inside. you were forced to drop them to the floor once jeno pinned you against the front door. "you don't know how much i've missed you, princess," he said in a low voice. you whimpered as he rolled your dress up only for him to see that you had no panties on. "good girl," he cooed. he freed himself from his pants, ready to take you right against the front door.

"oh, fuck." you sighed as he entered you. he filled you up perfectly and you'd missed this feeling so much. he slid in and out of you slowly, savoring your warmth around him. your cunt swallowed him in, taking every thrust he gave you. "taking me so well, princess. i'm sorry for leaving you empty for so long." he groaned into your neck as you clenched around him. his hips faltered and he wrapped your legs around him.

he carried you to the nearest bed, laying you down. he put some pillows under your head and settled between your legs once again. he slid his cock through your folds a few times just to listen to your whines. "so impatient," he mocked. he pushed the tip of his cock into you, teasing your entrance. you felt that he was going too slow and decided to wrap your legs around his waist to pull him deep into you. he groaned at your sudden movement but was quick to regain control.

he wrapped a hand around your throat, barely pressing down. "you were doing so well before," he cooed. without warning, he slammed in and out of you. the squelch of your wetness around his cock filled the room. "no,, please," you begged. "i'll be good...i p-promise!" he could only laugh at your current state. he had you wrapped around his finger. "i don't know, princess. you weren't patient." he pretended to consider going soft on you again, knowing damn well he wasn't gonna let up until you were cumming stupidly on his cock.

he brought his hand down to thumb at your clit, abusing the sensitive bundle of nerves. you squirmed beneath him, overwhelmed with his force. you couldn't lie though, it felt good. you were so close to the edge, and jeno knew it. he felt you clenching down on him. "a-ah! i'm so close, p-please," you pleaded. he continued his same pace but didn't bother to answer until you were right on the edge. "cum, princess." you completely let go, seeing white as jeno continued to fuck you through your orgasm. he kept rubbing circles on your clit, making sure to prolong your orgasm as long as possible.

once you came to, jeno leaned down to kiss you. "you okay?" you nodded, kissing him back. your chest heaved as you tried to catch your breath. he smiled against your lips, clearly pleased with the effect he has on you. he brings his head down to your cunt, admiring how it glistens. he takes in your scent and it sends blood rushing to his cock. he kisses up and down your thighs but he purposely ghosts over your weeping cunt. you open your mouth to protest but a moan escapes instead as jeno latches onto your clit.

your hands make their way into his hair, tugging at the strands each time he sucks on your clit. his tongue goes up and down your slit, as he tastes you all in all. "taste so sweet," he moans into your pussy. one hand grips the sheets while the other cups over your mouth as jeno expertly flicks his tongue over your sensitive clit. you can feel yourself get closer to the edge, your hips bucking at his touch.

he holds your hips down as his tongue abuses your sensitive cunt. "let me hear you, princess," he pleads. you remove your hand from your mouth and he continues ravaging you. "good girl," he coos. the sound of your moans egg him on. he loves knowing that he makes you feel so good. your back arches off the bed once his tongues enter you. he fucks you with his tongue, your arousal dripping down his chin. he was eating you out like he hadn't eaten in years and he was determined to make you cum.

he moaned into your pussy, turned on by your reaction to his touch. "cum on my tongue," he pleaded. "i know you don't wanna disappoint me." he kept his pace on your cunt, fucking his tongue in and out of you. he took your hand into his, giving you a reassuring squeeze as you let go. "fuck!" you cried out. your legs closed around jeno's head but he never stopped his ministrations. he pried your legs back open, sucking your clit until your orgasm was over. "such a good girl," he smiled, licking up the arousal that dripped from his chin.

he admired how puffy your clit was and how your cunt glistened against the light. you were busy catching your breath while jeno was achingly hard and he needed to cum. he positioned you so that you'd see the both of you in the mirror. his hair fell perfectly in front of his face and his cheeks raged pink. he got behind you, lifting your leg to glide against the entrance of your pussy. he slid in, not wasting any time. he whined as he plowed into you, your sopping cunt swallowing him in.

"such...a...perfect...pussy," he moaned, emphasizing each word with a thrust. he dropped his head to your neck, marking you up perfectly. he whined beautifully in your ear and you could tell he was close. he brought a finger down to your clit, circling it as he neared release. "oh, fuck... i'm gonna fill you up." he moaned into you as his thrusts became sloppier by the second. with a couple more thrusts, you came around his cock and he stilled inside you, shooting his cum into you.

"shit," he whined, emptying himself into you. his cock throbbed inside of you as you clenched around him. he slowly slid out of you and he watched the cum start to drip out. "you have such a pretty pussy, princess," he groaned, watching his cum drip out of you. he picked you up to take you into the bathroom, where he cleaned the both of you off.

he was very gentle with you, washing your hair in the shower and holding you up since your legs were still weak. that was the best stress relief he's ever gotten.

❛MY DOG ROOMMATE❜ ( l.jeno )

p. hybrid!jeno x fem!reader w. 1.9k

warnings? unprotected sex, breeding kink, squirting, big cock jeno

— 𖦹 ( jeno can’t spend another heat with his mate ) !

freaktober masterlist

jeno first figured out you were his mate the day you moved in – it wasn’t common for hybrids and humans to roommate , but you both were strapped for cash and needed help paying bills. the day you came through the doors , boxes in his hand he felt it , his need for you.

not wanting to scare you off , he decided to push it aside , but as time went on and you got closer , it was so hard for the hybrid to deny it , especially with his heats becoming stronger , you knew about his heats , but he’d often just lock himself in his room for a week , you weren’t aware that he’d be in there , wrapped up in pool of clothes he’d stolen from you , fucking his fist , wishing it was you , cumming over all your clothes with a whimper , his cock still hard and twitching against his stomach.

even though you didn’t know about the mate thing , you didn’t really help either – your constant touching , the scratches behind his ear randomly which sent him into overdrive , you were also extremely caring , buying him things , making his food , packing him lunch for work , make sure he had his protein shakes after working out – you were practically his acting as his mate already.

“good morning jeno.” he was met with your beautiful smile. “good morning.” he sat down , immediately being bombarded with your sent , it was much stronger – way stronger than ever before. “did you go to the gym today?” he questioned , your eyes widened , it always shocked you when he would guess. “i just got back , i heard you moving around in your room , so i got your breakfast and protein shake ready before my shower , i know you normally eat all this after the gym , but i’ll be out with a friend when you get back so i wanted to make sure you’d have it.” you said.

there it is again , the pulling at his heart – it was even more painful than before , he hissed grabbing his chest. “you okay jen?” you questioned. “just some chest pains , i’m okay.” you ignored his answer , walking over to him , your scent even stronger. “fuck.” he whispered , something was definitely wrong , this was a different type of pain. “jeno , hey.” you snapped him out of his thoughts. “huh?”

you put your hand up to his head , his body immediately calming down due to your touch. “you’re a bit warm , maybe you shouldn’t go to the gym , i’ll call my friends and tell them i can’t make it.” he stopped you , grabbing your hand. “no , it’s fine.” he said. “told you just a bit of chest pain , i’m fine now , go have fun with your friend.” you nodded. “well take it easy at the gym , don’t over do it.” you warned. “okay mom.” you chuckled. “good boy , i’ll go shower now.” you reached up , scratching behind his ears , before walking back to your room , he bit his fist to cover up the painful moan that left his lips

he couldn’t focus on his workout , the pain in his chest getting worse and worse – to the point where he’d almost dropped a weight on his foot. he ended up coming back to a empty house , you must’ve left out already , the food sitting covered on the stove , his protein shake sitting in the fridge with a cute little note that made him smile.

he decided to shower , not having anything else planned , he made his way to his bathroom , opening the door , your soap still lingering in the air – it wasn’t uncommon for you to use his shower , your hot water never working. the pain coming back in his chest , he groaned , leaning over the sink. “fuck.” he picked up his phone , dialing jaemin , his friend who was another hybrids number. “yo wassup jeno.” the boy shouted into the phone , jeno hissed in pain , his scenes heightening , the boys voice ringing through his head. “bro , you okay?”

“no , i’m in so much fucking pain right now.” he growled. “what kind of pain?” jaemin asked. “a pain in my -fuck- in my chest.” he said. “it hurts so fucking bad , it feels like i’m dying.” he slammed his hands on the sink. “bro , you’re going into a early rut.” jaemin said. “what , that can’t happen.” he said , jeno was growing frustrated. “it can when you have a mate , but it’s not a good thing.”

“why?” he said , jaemin explained to him , “because combined with the chest pains , that means you mating bond is being rejected , if you don’t do something , you’re slowly gonna descend into madness , and that won’t be safe for you or your roommate.” he hung up on jaemin , making his way back to his bed , throwing his body on to the bed , his thumb hovering over your number.

you could barely focus on the guy in front of you , your mind was stuck on jeno , he did not look so well before you left , you should’ve made him some soup before you left. “everyone okay?” soobin , the sweet boy in front of you asked. “yeah i’m-.” you were cut off my your phone ringing. “just a second , i’m sorry.” you read the number , it was jeno , he never called when you were out. “you have to answer that?”

you smiled apologetic , before answering the call. “jen?” it was silent. “are you okay , what’s wrong?” you heard a groan , a painful one at that. “i-i c-can’t.” you stood up worried. “hey , i’m coming home now.” you turned to soobin. “something is wrong , i have to go.” he nodded , understandingly, you grabbed your things , giving the boy a quick hug and another apology before almost running out the restaurant. “i’m coming now , just holding on.”

the ride home was torturous , worry filling your body as you asked the taxi driver to speed up – getting on the elevator , making your way to your floor. you opened the door , making your way to jeno’s room. “jeno.” you knocked on his door , his groans made you push the door open , where he laid against his headboard shirtless. “oh my god.” you ran over to his bed , sitting down.

he was sickly pain , skin all sweaty like he had just been working out. “my god jeno.” your hand came up to feel his forehead. “you’re burning up.” you gasped , he wrapped his hand around your wrist , pulling you close to his body , sniffing. “j-jeno.” you stuttered. “why do you smell like that?” his voice deep. “why do you smell like a guy?” you furrowed your eye brows. “jeno that’s not import- why do you smell like a fucking guy (y/n)?”

“i told you i was going out with a friend.” you said , holding yourself back hand on his chest. “that’s why it’s rejecting , you were out with another guy.” you were confused. “rejecting? jeno what are you talking about , you aren’t well.” you said. “because of you , i’m not well because of you , i’m at home in pain while my mate it out with another guy.” he scoffed.

mate? you’d done research on hybrids and mates and stuff when jeno moved in , just to be prepared , but you only thought hybrids mate with other hybrids. “jeno , how was i supposed to know , you didn’t tell me anything.” your hand came up to scratch behind his ear , he grabbed your wrist , pulling you down , flipping your body over , hovering over you. “mine.”

he pressed his lips against yours , grinding his hard cock against yours. “his scent is all over you.” he groaned against your neck. “he touched what was mine.” his sharp teeth scrapping against your neck. “je-jeno.” you moaned. “gonna mark your pretty skin , let everyone know you’re fucking mine.” you yelped as he sunk his teeth into you. “fu-fuck!”

he sat back on his knees , yanking the front of your dress down , your tits spilling out , jeno was salivating , taking one of your boobs into his mouth sucking while squeezing the other one , rocking his cock against your heat. “sh-shit jeno.” you moaned. “jeno i’m gonna cum.” he bucked his hips against you , the fabric of his gym shorts rubbing against his cock , his tail wagging side to side in excitement as dry humped you. “jeno!”

you came , your panties sticking to you. “fuck i’m gonna cum , gonna fucking cum in my shorts , ngh fuck!” he groaned , his cock twitching as he came , messing up his underwear. this didn’t nothing his cock was still hard , he needed more. “need to fuck you , stuff your cunt full of my cock.”

you moaned at his lewd words , whining. “pl-please fuck me.” he practically ripped your panties off , pulling his cock out from his shorts , he was above average , and really thick – his tip red , cum still dripping from his hole. “y-you’re so big.” your eyes widened. “might not fit.” he spread your cunt , rubbing his cock against your clenching hole. “fuck , then i’ll make it fit.”he pushed it thick tip in. “sh-shit.” he pushed his cock in. “tiny fucking pussy , my cock can barely fit.”

you screamed in pain and pleasure as he slowly bullied his cock into you. “w-wait jeno.” you moaned , your legs shaking as you came for a second time. “f-fuck.” he finally pushed himself fully inside you. “you came just from taking my cock.” he groaned , thrusting.

“shit , such a warm fucking cunt.” he grunted. “had to spend all these ruts alone.” held your waist , fucking into you. “fucking my fist to your scent , while you were only feet away , could’ve filled this pussy with my pups a long time ago.” you couldn’t speak , your brain completely shut off , only thing on your mind was jeno. “pl-please.” you moaned.

“is that what you want?” he wrapped his hands around your throat. “fuck you full of my pups , fill your tiny pussy until your stomach is bulging from my cum.” he pressed down on your stomach , you screamed. “that’s my cock , gonna fill your womb with my cum , make you take my knot.” he grunted , his thrust becoming sloppy. “je-jeno i’m gonna cum again!”

he slapped your cunt , you yelped. “go ahead cum.” your back arched off the bed , cumming – coating his abdomen with your juices. “that’s it , squirt for me , gonna fuck you full of my kids.” he stilled himself inside you. “shit.” he groaned , his cock swelling as he empty his cum inside of you – you were shaking as his cum leaked out around his cock. “sh-shit , too much!” he kissed your lips. “just a bit more , just hold on.” he came a lot, his cock finally softening , but not fully. “sh-shit i’m still hard.”

“c-can’t take anymore.” you whimpered. “it’s okay baby.” he rubbed your waist. “i’ll let you rest now.” he slowly pulling out of your spent cunt.

“we still have all week for me to fuck you

©LUVYENI

❛BRUISES AND BALLET SHOES❜ ( l. jeno )

💬nia's notes: based on this drabble. is this late? absolutely but was hidden with all the other unfinished drafts.

p. badboy!jeno x goodgirl!reader w. 1.5k+

warnings? unprotected sex, breeding kink, dirty talk , name calling.

— 𖦹 ( jeno gets into a fight and almost misses your preformance ) !

you peeked your head out the curtain — the reserved seat still empty as people began to fill up the stadium. you pouted , closing the curtains. 'where is he? he promised he'd make it'

"(name)?" your director tapped your shoulder. "you okay?" you nodded. "good , we need you ready , there are a lot of people here to see you." you smiled , shaking your head. "i'm alright." there were many people here to see you , but not the one you wanted.

"jesus you guys look like crap." renjun sat at the computer as the rest of them came limping back in. "yeah well we can't all stay behind the computer." haechan opened up the freezer , grabbing a frozen pack for his eye. "some of us have to fight."

normally jeno would've entertained them , but he looked at the clock and went into panic mode , he was gonna be so late. "shit." he hopped up , looking into the mirror. "what's your problem?" he ignored chenle , he had bigger problems — he had a black eye and multiple little cuts littered all over his face. "she's gonna kill me."

he grabbed his helmet , normally he didn't wear it , but he was going to see you and he knew you'd be upset if he didn't. "what are those?" haechan laughed , pointing to the pink glitter stickers scattered all over the helmet. 'so you'll know what one is yours.' he remembered your voice. "she put them on there , are you laughing at her?" mark jumped in before jeno beat haechan to pulp. "haechan stop it."

he really didn't have time anyway. "i'm leaving." he rushed out , he'll make it if he rushes , jumping on to his bike , putting his sparkly helmet on before speeding off.

"(name) , you have to go on now , the show is about to start." your director called , you sighed , nodding. "okay." you made your way to the side of the stage. "you can do this." you said to yourself. 'i just hope he's safe and not in any trouble.'

he made it just in time , handing the lady — who definitely thought he was in the wrong with all the bruises on his face the ticket. "thank you." he ran to the to concet hall , swinging the door open , just as the music started.

everyone gave you a standing ovation , you were incredible , so graceful. you took your final now , before making your way off the stage where everyone was waiting to give you hugs and congratulations. "thank you everyone." you said smiling.

"we're all gonna go out and celebrate." your director said , you really didn't want to , just wanting to go home and crawl into a ball. "honestly i just wa- baby." you turn around upon hearing his voice. "jeno!" you smiled , the first real one of the evening. "maybe next time , excuse me."

you ran over to him , running straight into his arms. "you made it!" he smiled as your eyes lit up. "of course i did you were amazing , you'd really think i'd miss your preformance?" you pouted. i thought you got caught up." you finally noticed his face. "you were out fighting again."

he frowned , "baby it's apart of the job." you touched his busted lip , he hissed in pain. "eh , i told you to be careful , let's get you home so i can fix you up." you grabbed his hand , guiding him to his bike. "put your helmet on." you said. "baby." he whined. "now , you don't need anymore bruises on your face."

"ow , baby that hurts." he hissed as you sat on his lap , applying the alcohol to his busted lip. "you should've thought about that when you were out fighting." you scolded. "you told me you'd calm down." he sighed. "i know princess , but you know it's not easy."

you finished him up , throwing the trash in the bed next to the bin. "renjun's girlfriend said he never comes home with bruises." jeno rolled his eyes. "that's because renjun sits behind a computer." he kissed your lips. "maybe you should do that then."

he laughed , kissing your pouty lips again. "i'll ask mark next time." you knew he wouldn't , he loves the thrill too much , but you decided not fight it. "now let me give you some love as a reward for a fantastic show." he kissed your neck , making sure to mark you up. "j-jeno , no marks , my director is gonna be pissed."

"good." he said , leaving a few more. "maybe he'll get the hint that you don't want to fuck him and that you're taken." he growled against your skin , your panties soaking , his jealousy was always a bit of a turn on.

he flipped your bodies around , hovering over yours. "you're getting jealous for nothing." he lifted the shirt you stole from him above your hips , revealing your pink panties. "such cute panties."

you whined , squirming around impatiently. "calm down." he stilled your hips. "so eager to have your little pussy stretched , i have go make sure you're ready for me." he said , pulling your panties down your leg. "look how wet you are."

he toyed with your clit , rubbing slow circles to annoy you. "j-jeno , please." you whined. "n-no teasing." he chuckled at how needy you could be. "okay baby , okay , i won't tease." he pushed a finger into your hole. "fu-fuck jeno."

he moved his finger , watching your cunt suck in his finger. "fuck princess , only one finger and you're barely taking it." you moaned. "a-another." you barley got out , he cooed. "you want another?" he added another , your juices soaking his hand. "so wet baby , you're making such a mess on my hands."

"j-jeno." you moaned out. "jeno , im gonna cum." he curled his fingers up. "fuck , im cumming!" you screamed out , he pulled his fingers out , bringing them to his lips , tasting your reminisce. "just as sweet princess."

he pulled his sweats down , his cock springing out , hitting his abdomen. "look at you drooling over my cock , you want it in your mouth?" you eagerly nodded , he chuckled. "maybe next time baby." he rubbed your folds with his hard cock. "i really need to split you open with my cock."

he slowly pushed his cock into your cunt , your hole clenching around his tip , squeezing him. "fu-fuck, no matter how many times i fuck you." he groaned. "you're always so fucking tight."

he finally bottom out , holding your legs around his waist , rocking into you. "s-so big." you moaned , jeno was on the bigger side , so it was always a tight fit when he was fucking you , but it felt good , the way he stretched your poor cunt out. "yeah , but you always take my cock like a good girl."

"f-faster." you stuttered , he listened , fucking into you faster , hitting your cervix. "j-jeno , fuck!" you screamed , he groaned , holding on to the headboard. "oh fuck , you feel so good , moaning my name like a slut." he growled.

"e-everyone thinks you're such a good girl -shit- they don't see it when you're screaming my name like a whore , letting me stretch your tiny cunt out on my cock." he moaned. "ngh fuck , gonna cum in this tight cunt." you felt it coming , your orgasm about to hit you like a ton of bricks. "gonna cum."

"you can cum princess , cum all over my cock , so i can breed you , fill you with my cum." he felt his orgasm , holding it , waiting for you to finish. "would you like that?" he grunted. "for me too breed you? make your stomach all round." you nodded dumbly. "p-please."

"fuck- then cum for me." on his comand , you came , tightening around so tight you almost pushed him out. "oh fuck , fuck im cumming." he grunted , his cum filling you up. "sh-shit jeno." you mewled. "t-too much." he kissed your lips. "you can take it , your a big girl." he whispered. "you can take it."

"fuck look at that." he slowly pulled out of , his cum leaking out. "your tummy all bulged because of my cunt." you whined. "such a good girl , taking all of me like that." he praised.

he helped you get cleaned up , he was really inattentive when it came to things like this , making sure to be softer , washing your skin with your favorite sent , putting a towel in the dryer so it can be warm for you when you get out , wrapping around you.

you laid in bad , tracing his tattoos as he play with your hair , your favorite movie playing on the tv , your laughter breaking him away from it. "what's so funny?" you shook your head. "nothing." you smiled. "it must be , you're so giggly princess , what is it?"

"it's just that , to everyone you look so scary , but in here you're like a little puppy." he whined. "stop that." you chuckled. "i already get made fun of because of those stickers you put on my helmet." he said and you pouted. "then take them off." he pulled you closer , kissing your forehead. "and why would i do that?"

"my favorite girl did that , im keeping them even when they fade."

©️LUVYENI

i know you | ljn

plug!jeno x fem!reader — fwb to lovers

summary: jeno doesn't think he's ever felt this restless in his life. maybe he's been smoking a bad batch of flower, or maybe it's the fact that you haven't knocked on his door in over a month.

wc: 4.7k 18+ mdni

cw: dom!jeno, angst, smut, fluff yay, little weed/alcohol use, protected pinv sex, fingering, oral (receiving), heavy jealousy, emotional sex?, cursing, toxic-ish relationship/cycles, arguments, mean-ish jeno but also clumsy with feelings jeno, pet names: baby, my girl

you’re late.

saturday night has come once again, and jeno sits in his room, inhaling and exhaling the smoke until the air around him is heavy. he passes the time as he usually does, expecting a knock at his door any second now.

he doesn’t realize that your presence hasn’t made him just expect you—he actively waits for you, even if he doesn’t admit it.

but as the hours go on and no knock comes, he feels unsettled. perhaps he’s just annoyed that he might be going to sleep tonight without releasing the week’s pent up tension, but he knows deep down that’s not it.

where are you?

there hasn’t been a saturday in months without you, and he pulls out his phone subconsciously, scrolling through his contacts. only now does he realize that he doesn’t even have your number, not that he would be entirely willing to put aside his pride to contact you.

you’ve started to spend more time together, now even staying over at his suggestion. your weekly routine has spoiled him — why need your number when there’s a day, or night, of your week that belongs just to him?

you’ll be here, you always are.

but when he’s made his way through every joint he rolled for the night, including the two he packed for you, time on his phone reading well past 1 in the morning, he’s still. and when this continues on the next week, the week after, and it’s reached a month and a half since he’s seen you, he becomes restless.

jeno knows that the function his roommates throw every weekend is still in full blast downstairs, arguably just getting started. he’s never in attendance; he hates the crowds, the heat, the noise. but for once in his time living there, he debates leaving the comfort of his room tucked in the furthest corner of the house.

he shakes his head at the thought. why would you be here if not for him? he knows you’re not into these kinds of things. well, he thinks he knows. the first time you came you were dragged in by your roommate, one of his regular customers, and the rest goes from there.

that’s right, your roommate. you might not be the biggest party animal, but your roommate was who got you there in the first place. and she never resists bumming some weed.

he grabs an old pack of pre-rolls that he threw in a drawer a while ago. maybe he can at least get your number. he has no solid plan for how he’ll ask about you, but still continues on as if he’s possessed.

he knows this is way out of character for him, putting on a hoodie before walking out into the hallway and closing his door behind him. maybe it’s the weed coursing through his veins pushing him to do so, despite it being the same weed he smokes every day. who knows?

he comes down the stairs, passing by some randoms perched up in deep conversation over the loud music. it’s exactly like he thought it would be—hot, loud, and quite literally the last place he would want to be. nonetheless, he scans the crowd. before he can find any sign of your roommate, his find him first.

“jeno!” a clearly inebriated hyuck clings onto him, eyes wide as if he’s experiencing an alcohol-induced hallucination. “there’s no fucking way you came out of your little smoke hole for once,” he slurs out, alcohol on his breath.

“shut the fuck up,” jeno mumbles lowly, prying him off as another roommate approaches to help.

“dude, i really did not think i’d ever see you down here, though.” mark holds hyuck away from jeno, the drunk man scurrying away at the mention of another shot waiting for him in the kitchen.

“had to do something.” jeno keeps it short, not wanting to deal with anyone but someone who will get him to you. mark knows his roommate enough not to pry, and with a tired smile nods in understanding.

“got it, well if you need anything i—” jeno doesn’t hear the rest of mark’s sentence, eyes zeroing in on a scene over his roommate’s shoulder. there stood your roommate, laughing her ass off, but more importantly, there was you.

his surprise quickly turns into ire as he realizes you have additional company. male company standing behind you, arms draped around your waist as you both sway to the bumping music along with your roommate in front of you.

he sees red.

poor mark doesn’t know what’s gotten into his roommate as he pushes right past him, steps heavy and enraged.

you hadn’t expected any of it.

the last time few times you saw jeno, something shifted.

he was still quiet and spoke more with his actions than words, but these same actions had made you start to expect more. there was tenderness, yet it felt heartless. so sweet, yet at the same time so bitter.

there was this line you couldn’t cross—one he didn’t seem to want to cross either. yet you felt like you had done enough, given enough, and if he wanted to, he would.

so you stopped coming.

tonight was different, however. your close friend, shotaro, is visiting from out of town and your roommate had the bright idea of introducing him to the beloved parties hosted at this house, so she ended up dragging you there just like all those months ago. you didn’t have it in you to make excuses or flake on your longtime friend for a man.

your friends know nothing about the arrangement you have with jeno, and you have no intention of telling them. realistically, when making the plans you felt there was a good chance he wouldn’t even be bothered.

even if your consistency felt like an unspoken agreement, you didn’t know if it was just you who had that expectation. after all, he didn’t come looking for you all this time.

it’s another saturday without sex, and who knows if he would just go find it somewhere else. the thought stings, but you know he would be fine. you would be, too— at least you hope so.

you hold back a sigh as your drunk friend clings on to you, resting his chin on your shoulder and talking animatedly with your roommate. you lean back subconsciously, a few shots deep yourself.

while you had no intention of telling them about jeno, he had other ideas it seems. a strong hand grabs your arm with a tight grip, and you yelp and look up at your captor, eyes widening in surprise at who it is.

you were so sure he wouldn’t come down, even if it was his house. he hates these things.

“jeno?” you question, but the man doesn’t answer, burning holes into the friend behind you whose hands still ghost around your waist. jeno glares harshly as he makes eye contact, but shotaro pulls you back, protective instincts activated at the unknown man.

“who the fuck are you?” your friend spits out, meeting the man’s glare with as cold of a look as he can muster. you turn in his arms to try and explain.

jeno’s not having any of it—he should be the one asking that. his glance falls to your friend’s hands firmly gripping your waist—he should be the one in that position. the anger bubbling at his throat is spilling out and it’s taking everything in him to not start something he knows he’d regret.

he starts to hear some attention directed at your group, half buzzing about a potential fight and half in shock that jeno’s even down here, only a few of his regulars even knowing who he is. he hates it all— the looks, the whispers, the thought of himself in their heads.

yet he hates seeing you in someone else’s arms even more.

you manage to get out a “don’t worry about it,” before he yanks you out of your friend’s grasp, not even sparing him nor your roommate a second look. you look back at them apologetically as he leads you up the stairs, steps rushed and grip bruising.

the route flying past you is familiar as always, up the stairs, down the hall, last door on the right. jeno’s silent as he shuts the door behind you as usual, but you know it’s not the usual silence.

you study him carefully, noting his usually sharp features pulled into an even stonier expression. you can feel your heart pounding in your chest at his erratic behavior, yet you can’t deny a twinge of excitement running through you.

keeping your expectations low is a coping mechanism and you know it, but if you’re being completely honest, deep, deep down you had hoped this would happen.

though you’d like to have zero expectations for this obscure relationship as a means of protecting your heart, you’ve always hoped that jeno would prove that he cares about you more than you think.

through the cold exterior, moments of almost-affection had kept the hope alive, yet that same hope was always dashed when no further action would come from him.

you don’t know if what you had of him could satisfy you anymore. you want more, or nothing at all, and it’s looking like this night may bring the outcome of that choice.

you thought you were dreaming when he appeared in front of you, the idea of even getting a glimpse of him outside of his stuffy room something straight from your imagination.

coming to this house for the first time in a while, you convinced yourself tonight would be different. it is—just in a way you didn’t expect.

while you’re a bit sorry to your friends, it feels like a win. you always do what he wants, but who knew how exhilarating it would feel for him to be doing what you want for once, even if he didn’t know he was.

“who the fuck was that?” once in his room, his low voice growls in a way you’ve never heard him before. though he’s still seemingly as collected as ever, the irritation radiates off of him as he corners you roughly against his bedroom door.

“a friend,” you answer, doing your best to keep a strong face.

“a friend, huh?” his hands slide down to your waist, gripping tightly as if trying to replace the feeling of another with himself. “do you do this with all your friends?” he questions.

“it wasn’t anything crazy, jeno,” you defend, and in your eyes, it wasn’t. especially if there’s still this line between you two.

“i assume this friend is who you’ve been wasting your time with,” he mutters, and his angry tone actually starts to flare up some anger of your own. why can’t he just be honest and ask you where you’ve been? you push further.

“and what about it? it’s not a waste of my time, it’s my choice on how— or who i spend time with,” you can’t stop the pointed words from pouring out, and he just takes it with a darkening expression.

“why are you so angry about it? what’s it even to you? it’s not like you know anything about me outside of this room,” you bite. “you don’t know me.”

you don’t think you’ve ever talked to jeno this way in the time you’ve known him. you know what you’re saying isn’t 100% true.

you know you’ve gotten to know each other more in the time you started seeing him. you know you’ve held onto everything he’s revealed about himself, but who’s to say that he’s done the same? he doesn’t know you.

he responds with silence, and for a second you feel as though you’ve pushed a bit too far.

“you’re right,” he mutters.

that response was the last thing you could have predicted.

“i don’t know you.“ his hold tightens further, and you can already feel that it’ll leave marks. his dark eyes are focused straight on yours, and more than anger, there’s an emotion you don’t know you recognize in him. “but i know there’s no one in this fucking world who could make you feel better than me.”

a bold streak runs through your veins, and his face comes closer, lips hovering over yours as if waiting for a response. you barely breathe one out.

“prove it.”

his lips slam into yours immediately, kisses bruising and desperate. his tongue intertwines with yours, leaving no part of your mouth untouched as it feels like he tries to devour you whole. his hands move to the back of your ass, gripping as you gasp into his mouth.

you feel him smirk against your lips as he lifts one of your legs to wrap around him, grinding his raging member into you repeatedly, thudding noises against the door resonating in the room. your mind briefly jumps to the same noise being heard in the hallway, but the thought disappears as quickly as it comes.

his lips fall to your neck, nipping and undoubtedly painting the skin with his marks. “could just slip it in right now, baby, i know you’re fucking dripping down there,” he breathes against your neck, and you feel yourself clench around nothing.

“let me see,” he says under his breath, leaving you with one last kiss as pulls off your dress, leaving you in just your underwear. he leaves marks trailing down to you soaking heat, keeping your legs spread with a firm grip.

his fingers trail up and down your slit, gathering the wetness and he slides your underwear to the side. the direct contact has you gasping and holding onto his shoulders as your knees buckle. his fingers leave your slit, and you feel his hands hook onto the back of your underwear.

a tearing noise accompanied by a brush of cold alert your senses, and you see jeno tossing your torn underwear to the side. “jeno!” you gasp.

“i’ll deal with it later,” he assures gruffly, his thumbs going to spread your lips apart, spreading your juices around as his eyes focus in. blood rushes to your head at the sight of him looking so intently at your cunt, as if it’s his next meal.

“that little boy toy of yours ever make you this wet?” he asks, holding you flush against the door as one of his thumbs dip into your entrance.

“h-huh?” you stutter, mind lost as you already start to feel fucked out just from his fingers and the sight of him on his knees for you.

“your friend from earlier, putting his hands all over my girl.” his other thumb brushes over your clit, circling as your mind tries to come up with a response. “answer me or i’ll stop,” he threatens with a press to your clit.

“no! no one does,” you gasp out, but jeno is not entirely satisfied with that answer.

“no one but who?” he digs his thumb harder.

“you! you, jeno..” you moan, hips thrusting forward seeking more friction.

“good answer, baby.” with that, you find yourself on your back, thrown onto his soft mattress. you look up to see jeno tugging his hoodie and shirt off, tossing them carelessly to the side before wrapping his strong arms around your thighs.

immediately he latches his mouth onto your sopping cunt, burying his tongue into your dripping hole and nose rubbing fiercely against your clit. he mouths at you like he’s starved, hands keeping your legs steady.

it’s all so much, and your hands move to grip his hair, unable to contain your hips as they move against his mouth desperately.

“oh, fuck, jeno! f-fuck,” you moan out, only being able to exclaim curses and his name. your cries only serve to keep him going even harder, the slurping sounds his mouth make on you filling the room alongside your cries.

as much as you’re loving this, and you’re already starting to lose yourself to this pleasure, you want nothing more but for him to fuck you senseless. the time apart has been a dry spell for you, too, and all self control you had for him disappeared the second your lips met.

“jeno, p-please. i need you to—” he shuts you up with two fingers snaking their way into your entrance, his lips shifting up to your clit, enveloping the bud before sucking harshly.

you gasp out at the pressure, your eyes fluttering shut as your leg released from his grip tightens around his head. he simply elbows it back to the side, other hand tightening around your other thigh as his mouth and fingers speed up.

you know you aren’t gonna last long. you force your eyes open, moving them from the ceiling back down to the man between your legs.

his tongue starts to flick back and forth, and when he opens his dark eyes to meet yours, you feel dizzy. with a curl of his fingers, you come undone, shrieking as he continues his ministrations to help you ride out your high.

he comes to a halt and you try to catch your breath, your grip on his hair releasing as he sits up. he seems to be admiring you for a second, all fucked out for him, back in his bed like you’ve always been.

except you haven’t been in over a month, and the thought sends jeno’s mind into a flurry again, wanting nothing more than to cool the burning sensation he feels in his chest at the thought of you with someone else. to remind you that making your body feel good is what he knows best.

he leans back down between your legs, about to wrap his arms around your thighs again when you stop him.

“j-jeno. please..” you needed him inside you forever ago, and you needed to let him know before he had you dazed on his tongue again. “no more, please.. need you inside.”

he sits back up again. you think he’ll say something, but he simply nods, pulling down his sweats as his member springs free from its confines. he grabs a condom, tearing the wrapper open before lowering it onto his member with a hiss.

the image before you is delicious. he’s still the most beautiful man you’ve ever met, and that along with everything you’ve been feeling about him stirs up your chest. if it wasn’t him, then who would it be?

you can’t stay in your thoughts for too long as he resumes his position between your legs. you’re already dripping for him, and with only a few low grunts he guides his member into your waiting entrance.

the stretch is just as good as it always is, and in no time he’s completely bottomed out. he’s still said nothing, dirty talk from earlier now completely absent. he’s not moving yet, just letting your walls adjust as you pulse around him.

as his hips start to move, his mouth does as well, finally breaking the silence.

“you think i don’t know you?” he asks. his voice is gruff, but the malice laced in his voice has been replaced with something softer. you can’t quite put your finger on what it is.

his hips move at a slow pace still, a stark contrast to all the other times you’ve fucked, where his hips piston into you relentlessly from the get-go.

“do you?” you ask quietly, the bite from your voice earlier also gone, and something flickers in those dark eyes of his.

his hips pick up just a bit. “i know you.”

he speeds up even more. “i fucking know you.”

your hands fist the pillow under you as his hips slap against you. “i know how sweet you are.” he moves to pull one of your hands from its place as he intertwines it with his own. "my sweet fucking girl," he mumbles, pressing you further into the bed. “but you should only be sweet for me," he bites out through grit teeth.

his hips pick up the pace with his words, pistoning into you now at the speed you know him best, slapping sounds of skin on skin now filling the room alongside your moans and the groans that leave his throat.

“i know you’re mine,” he asserts roughly, his voice quiet yet firm. his words strike a chord in you, and you clench around him at his claim over you, hoping to the universe that he actually means it. “s-shit,” he gasps out at the tightening around his cock.

his chest tightens, and his resolve crumbles by the second. he utters a quiet “say it, baby,” as his other hand moves now to grab yours, intertwining them as well. it feels like he’s enveloping your whole being with his.

you turn your head to the side, closing your eyes as you continue to cry out at the feeling of him gliding along your walls, hitting your deepest parts.

“f-fuck. ing. say. it. baby,” his words are punctuated with harsh thrusts, but come out almost like a plea. you’ve never heard him like this before. your eyes flit back up to really try and get a good look at him.

you now know the emotion in him you couldn’t recognize. all the anger and hate was replaced with pain.

“say you’re mine..” he heaves one more time, breathing hard. you’ve never seen him like this before.

he’s in pain over you.

just one last push.

“jeno… you say it,” you muster up as best as you can with your brain starting to fog from the combination of physical and mental stimulation. “say you’re m-mine, jeno,” you gasp out, keeping your eyes trained on his.

his hips falter just a bit, clearly not expecting that response, but he picks up the pace again. chewing hard on his bottom lip, he stays silent, and you could laugh. it seems he’s stubborn to the very end.

but like earlier, he doesn’t react the way you think he will. he doesn’t prove your low expectations to be true.

he leans down, kissing you softly at first, moving his hands from yours to hold you, one around your hips and the other cradling the back of your head. his lips envelop yours deeper, and with shaky hands you reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, lost in the warmth of his skin against yours.

you want this intimacy to last forever. in this moment, he truly feels like he’s yours, and it feels too good to be true. his lips disconnect from yours, moving down to kiss along the side of your head, down to your ear. his warm breath tells you it’s not a dream.

“i’m yours, baby. i’m yours,” he whispers fervently, over and over again, almost as if it’s his own way of apologizing. your nose stings as your eyes well with tears, and your stomach does flips as you feel yourself nearing your peak.

all those nights filled with uncertainties on if he’d ever let you into his life, let alone his room, all those moments of disappointment when your efforts towards being something more felt shut down, all those excuses you made for yourself and for him to keep the cycle going—all of it feels worth it for this moment.

his hips move harshly as he continues his rambling into your ears, holding you as tightly as he can. you can feel yourself reaching your peak once more.

“i’m yours, jeno,” you finally get out alongside your moans, and his head shoots up. he meets your teary eyes, leaning down to give you one last deep, tender kiss as the band in your stomach finally snaps, cumming with a loud cry.

your mouths are unable to separate even as his hips stutter against yours. he groans into your mouth as he cums, filling the rubber and riding both your orgasms out before coming to a stop. you continue locking lips until both of you are out of breath.

you both catch your breath, and as you look up into jeno’s eyes, once dark and cold, filled with anger and pain, you can’t stop the tears from flowing once again.

maybe you’ve had a glimpse of this in your time together, but now you can see for certain that his eyes are full of untamed warmth and affection. your devotion was never in vain.

jeno gets up, separating from you reluctantly. the room is silent once again, but it’s not the suffocating silence you’d felt from him before.

he cleans himself up before pulling a fresh towel from his closet to clean you, helping your spent form into a t-shirt of his. he grabs a water bottle from his mini fridge, handing it to you and urging you to drink. once you’re all settled, he turns off the dim lamp he’d had on.

he climbs into his bed with you, wrapping the both of you in his comforter as you lie on his arm.

“where were you?” he asks carefully, perhaps a little unsure on how to initiate the conversation after what was basically your confessions. “were you really with him?” you’d have to thank taro for this later.

“no,” you respond, and his shoulders seem to relax a bit, his hand rubbing up and down your hip mindlessly. “i just thought we needed distance.” his hand stops at that.

“we don’t,” he refutes bluntly. “don't do that, come see me,” he continues. you chuckle a bit at how honest he’s being. he needs you just as much as you need him, and he’s finally showing and saying it.

“and not just on saturdays..” you raise your eyebrows at this, butterflies erupting in your stomach at where this whole conversation is going. “or, uh- i’ll come see you.”

you’re silent for a second, letting yourself relish in the feeling of your heart swelling with emotion. this is a scene straight out of your dreams, but he continues to prove that you’re wide awake. jeno doesn’t take your silence well, nervous as he awaits your answer. he continues.

“’s that okay?” he asks, trying to make out your expression in the moonlight. you take a second to take in his features illuminated by that same light.

“yeah, i’d love that,” you finally respond. snuggling into him, you feel sleep start to overtake you as you lie in his warm arms, but it seems he’s not done with the conversation yet.

“so, well..” he starts. his body starts to warm up, and he buries his face into the top of your head, holding you close.

“what’s your favorite restaurant?”

you’re shocked for a second before letting out a hearty laugh into his chest. he squeezes you tighter in a scolding way, but urges you to answer. you respond with your favorite and another question of your own, and he answers in turn.

you don’t think he knows you entirely, and the same is true for you, but you do know for certain it won’t stay that way for long.

a/n: same universe as stuffy, just actual closure to the fwb storyline? idk but jeno's been doing smth to me.... like his summer sonic looks... yeah..... this one's more for me to get back into the groove of writing, but i'm a sucker for a fwb to lovers story </3 anyways tysm for reading, trying to work on my johnny fic in the meantime but it is just nawwwt turning out how i want it to. maybe will write more plug!jeno or a different stoner!jeno au, but enjoy for now!! ty as always to my bb @wispyxjae for beta reading <3

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-coco! ♡

making jeno flustered 🤗

i think im subconciously biasing jeno atp. thank you for the request! enjoy! ☺

jeno was never good at taking compliments, especially when those compliments came from you. you always made him look you directly in the eyes as you would compliment him, never failing to make him blush. tonight was no different, both of you curled up on the couch watching a movie together. it was a rom-com, not your usual go to genre but you both were feeling like trying something different. what you didn't expect was how much jeno was enjoying it. his eyes were glued onto the screen, goofy smile plastered on his face. you couldn't help but look over at him to keep seeing his cute reactions, "jen, are you enjoying the movie that much?" he choked on his spit, blush rising on his cheeks, realizing that he'd been caught, "uh yeah, i mean, it's okay" you giggled at his nervous tone, "fine, i just think it's cute okay, reminds me of when i fell in love with you." now you were the one blushing, you turned around to face him, noticing the slight pink color on his cheeks, "stop looking at me like that, what's wrong?" he was looking away from you avoiding your gaze. you reached out to hold his face so he would look at you, "awe don't be embarrassed baby you just look so cute watching the movie thats all." if jeno was blushing before, now he was red hot, he moved away from your hold, getting up to leave, "um, i think actually, i'm really tired you know, so i'm gonna head to bed!" as he hurried away you shuffled behind him, "jen baby we share the same bed, i'm coming with you!"