HAECHAN 220820 UNIVERSE (LETS PLAY BALL) @ SMTOWN LIVE

HAECHAN — 220820 ‘UNIVERSE (LET’S PLAY BALL)’ @ SMTOWN LIVE

↳ cr: full summer.

it’s my birthday soon, can i please request birthday sex with haechan lol? i need me some tlc and some teasing😶

“Did you think I would forget your birthday?” 

  You stepped into your apartment and looked around at all of the balloons stuck to your ceiling. Haechan stood in the middle of the floor, his hands in his pockets, and a very pleased-with-himself smile on his face. After not hearing from him all day, the surprise definitely made you feel better. You knew he would come through, but each year made you more amazed.

“Come closer.” he said, crooking his finger.

  You approached him, your eyes taking in the candles, and the warm atmosphere he had created just for you. You stopped in front of him. Haechan took a hand out of his pocket and tugged on one of the balloon strings until the balloon was facing you. Written on the balloon was a simple: I Love You. He turned it around to the other side, which read: Kiss Me. He pursed his lips and closed his eyes. You flicked the balloon out of the way and kissed him, attaching your body to his. From there, he walked you both backwards, his lips never leaving yours.

“Praise me.” Haechan said in-between kisses.

  You made it to the bedroom. Haechan sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at you. You pushed his legs open with your knees and came close to him. He rested his chin on your stomach and looked up at you with the softest look. You felt his fingers caressing the back of your thigh.

“You did well,” you said. “The best birthday ever.”

  Being praised made him feel good. He closed his eyes and dramatically breathed in like he was eating all the praise up. You pushed him back onto the bed until he was on his back and climbed on top of him. As you were making out with him, your hands went to his soft tummy, inching high and higher every few seconds. You could feel his erection against your body.

“How well am I doing?” you asked.

  You palmed his cock. You wanted to ride him, to feel his body squirming beneath yours. You whispered, “Donghyuck, tell me you want me.” in his mouth, but he had other plans for the night. He flipped you over until you were on your back. He was on his knees straddling you, his erect cock resting against your pussy. He brought his shirt over his head and threw it. When he leaned down to kiss your neck, your hands were all over his warm back.

“This is your birthday,” he said. “But I’m your gift.”

 He opened your jacket, lifted your shirt until your stomach was exposed and kissed your skin. He got off the bed and pulled your legs until your ass was at the edge of the bed. Haechan went up under your skirt and pulled your pantyhose down your legs and off of your feet. Between stripping you, he came back for kisses and sweet touches. After removing your skirt, he played with the hem of your underwear. Printed on the fabric were little suns, so that you would always be reminded of him. He laughed, scratching gently at the sun over your clit. You were the one squirming from his touch.

“You’re going to be full of the sun in just a minute.” he said.

   Haechan was so smug as he removed your underwear. You loved when he was playful, talking to himself as he stared down at the wetness between your legs. He pouted and looked up at you to find you watching him quietly, your fingers in your mouth. He took your hand from your mouth and kissed every finger before setting himself on you. His tongue made your body relax when you hadn’t realized you were so amped up. You moaned his name and rocked your body into the tip of his wet tongue. Haechan didn’t let you come, just warmed you up at bit. You peeled off your jacket and barely got the shirt over your head before he had removed his pants and underwear. He helped you with your bra and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“I would have made you dinner,” he said. “But this is much better.”

“Much, much better.”

  His mouth was on yours, his tongue running along your bottom lip. You brought your leg up and touched your hand to his cheek. He became shy, pushing his cheek into your palm. There was a moment where you saw your whole world staring back at you.

“I love you.” you said.

“I know.”

 He pushed only the tip of his cock inside of you. Teasing you, he penetrated you with only a little of him, that one inch meant to make you feel out of control. You knew that if you vocalized how much you wanted him, he would give you even less. Haechan kept popping out of you so he held onto himself, taking the time to let his tip rub against your clit before giving you the rest of him. When you finally felt his fullness, you held him closer to you, pulling his head into your neck. Your fingernails dug into his back, no doubt leaving traces of red. He rested his elbows on the bed beside you and used his lower back and ass to plow into you. Some of his weight was on you, but you liked being so close to him. He kissed your neck, some of his spit dripping down your skin. His moans were quiet but high-pitched, and frequent. You loved the sound both of you made as you fucked. 

“I love you.” Haechan finally said.

  After he came, he kept himself inside of you. His hands went to your pussy to make sure you were extra satisfied, rubbing you just to overstimulate your already sensitive clit. Haechan liked how tight you clenched your walls around him whenever you orgasmed after he had come inside of you. When you were breathless and panting, he slipped out of you and flopped down on the bed. He pulled your worn out body to him for sweet birthday cuddles.

I love angst and I read some of your angst stories and I'm quacking, my masochist ass is happy :D Can I please request NCT 127 reaction when, after an argument, you say coldly to take some time/break up? uGHhH, i love this, thank u queen!

Taeil: All you wanted from him was a reaction, for him to show you that he cared, but Taeil couldn't even give you that. You stomped around the dorm, collecting your things, hyper aware that you were acting childishly. Taeil just sat there watching you blankly, his fingers turning the key you returned to him. "It's like dating a hallucination," you said. "Yeah, it brings you joy in the moment, but you know deep in your heart that it never existed." He was silent, his face so passive, that you wondered which one of you hurt the most.

Johnny: "Well, then, maybe you should be alone," you said to Johnny. "Finally get to live that fantasy of fucking all your groupies." You winced as soon as you had said it, and you could tell that he was just as bothered by your words. As cold as you could be, Johnny was still warm. "Is that what you want?" he asked. You shrugged and said, "Isn't it what you want, too? I don't know why we're still together, Johnny. We aren't in love anymore." Johnny's eyes were turning to liquid. "Are we breaking up for good this time?" he asked. You stared at each other for a long time before you spoke, "I don't see any other choice."

Taeyong: "Please," he pleaded, falling to his knees in front of you. "Don't leave me." You had turned your back on him. A lot was said, some of which you were not proud of. The tension in the room was so thick, you felt like you couldn't breathe. Taeyong crawled across his bedroom floor, until he was holding onto your leg. "It's just a short break," you whispered, looking down at him. "We both need to figure out what we want." Taeyong waved your words away with his hand. His eyes were begging you to reconsider the break. "I know what I want," he said. "I want you. I don't need time away to figure that out."

Yuta: He could say hateful things that made it feel like you were insignificant. "I can't do this anymore," you said. "We're not the same people who fell in love all those years ago. For fucks sake, look at us, look at me." Yuta huffed, "I don't want to look at you right now." He was as hurt as you. Deep down, you knew it to be true. Since it was your idea to break up, it was you who had to deal with the fall out. Ideally, you wanted a clean break, but Yuta wouldn't let you leave without speaking his mind first. "You're pathetic." he said, not really meaning it. "Fine," you said. "I'll go, and you won't ever have to look at my pathetic face again."

Doyoung: "Rather than a break up, "Doyoung began. " How about some time apart?" You were both sitting down. You only came to return his things, but the guilt had caused you to hear him out. Doyoung always got his way, even if his way felt more like a business transaction sometimes. "I don't think so. I don't think that will work," you said. "I think we're finished. You don't love me, Doyoung." He shook his head in denial, closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. "How do you know how I feel?" he asked. "You haven't asked about me in so long." You fell silent, choosing to bite your tongue. Doyoung continued, "A break could be good for us. We could make this work."

Jaehyun: He was repressing his anger. He was so quiet that you could hear him breathing through his nose. It was evident that he hadn't been expecting the break-up. Rather than get up and walk away, like he had wanted, instead, Jaehyun listened to all of the qualities you hated about him. "You're so indecisive," you said. "It drives me crazy. And you don't like the things I like. And you never take me out anymore. And it feels like I'm your friend, well, no, because you treat your friends better than you treat me. I'm not saying this to break you down, Jaehyun. I'm saying this so you know how to treat the next girl you find. Consider it a service, honestly." Jaehyun just listened, nodding his head in icy agreement.

WinWin: He was inside of you when you said you wanted to break-up. WinWin stopped thrusting and looked down at you, like he didn't know who you were. You wiggled out from underneath him and said, "I'm sorry. This is probably the wrong way to break up with someone, but I panicked." WinWin took a blanket and wrapped it around his nude body. "Why didn't you tell me this before we started having sex?" he asked, not really wanting to stick around for the answer he knew you didn't have. "Are you even sad about it?" you asked. WinWin looked around, avoiding eye contact. "Not really, " he said. "I've been expecting it."

Jungwoo: "Do you have anything to say to me?" you asked Jungwoo. He had retracted into his body, clamming up when you asked him to talk. You felt annoyed that he couldn't even stand up for himself, and he definitely wouldn't stand up for you. "You won't fight for us?" you asked. Jungwoo awkwardly patted the top of your hand. He tried to speak but no words came out. "Do you even care?" you asked. "This is what I mean when I tell you that it seems like you don't love me. There is no passion, no fire. You don't yell or get angry. There are no emotions. It's like you're self-obsessed." Jungwoo raised his eyebrows, his angry growing steadily. He said, "There are plenty of emotions I'm feeling right now, none that you deserve to hear about."

Mark: "What do you want me to do?" Mark asked. "I've done everything you asked of me. I'm tired." You paced back and forth, feeling a fresh fire lit underneath your ass. "Oh, you're tired!?" You said. "Mark, for the last three years of my life, I've had to deal with yours, your career, your interests, your problems. I don't even know who I am anymore." Mark sat down. He looked exhausted, which did stir up a little regret. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't think. Are we breaking up for good? I don't want that. Is it what you truly want?" You sank down beside him, feeling deflated. You held his hand. "I don't know what I want." you said. " Some days I want to be done. Some days I only want to come home to you. Maybe a break? I know a break can't hurt me as much as I've been hurt already."

Haechan: "You're going to talk to me right now." Haechan said, grabbing your wrist and spinning you around to face him. "Don't treat me like a child. Talk to me, please." To protect yourself, you didn't emote. You were pissed off and feeling like there was no escape. "It's too late." you said blandly. "Your words can't fix this, Donghyuck. I've made up my mind." Haechan stood, his body slumping over slightly. He said, "What about me? What will happen to me? Please consider me and my feelings. You're all I have. If you leave, I will respect it, but I want you to know that in every lifetime, I will fight for you. I will work for us. Therapy? Counseling? Anything. I'll do it for you."

A Little Too Much ㅡ l.hc

oneshot - fluff - slice of life - boyfriend! haechan - w.c. 0,5k

For the longest time you can remember, Haechan has never lost his smile every time your eyes and his met.

Even when you’re on your lowest daysㅡthose times where you feel like nothing goes the way you planned it to be, he always wait at the end of the room with his arms open. Just like tonight, opening your apartment door is the only part of the day you waited for.

You smile at him, who’s already smiling at you as he’s showing a gesture for you to hug him. You let out a sigh of relief, knowing that you have a boyfriend who will always be there for you.

For a quick moment, you let go of all the things you carried from the office recklessly. You don’t even care if it’s fragileㅡyou want to feel the warmth of your boyfriend’s skin as you run fast to where he sits.

Haechan taps his laps as he sees you standing right in front of him. You quickly understand, sitting on the top of them as you wrap your hand around his revealed neck.

“I had a really long day.” You pouted, complaining to your boyfriend like a baby, despite at your grown age.

“I know.” You can feel his hand stroking your hair so carefully, as if you can break down if he did it rough. He looks at you, still, smiling because he is also has been waiting for you to come home. “I know.” He told you once again.

As his hand runs down to your cheek, you quickly trap his warm skin so that it won’t move further with your head. It feels nice, him, this moment, what he does, every thing that is happening now. You close your eyes, releasing your stress by just his touch.

As simple as that, Haechan’s view right now somewhat looks heavenly to him.

Haechan adores you so much, even when you don’t think that you look the best, he loves it when you reveal yourself to himㅡany part of you. Even when you think it’s embarrassing, it’s not appealing, it’s boring, Haechan never thinks the way you think about yourself.

For him, every time he looks at you, he can’t think of anything apart from love.

“You’re quiet.” You cut between his daydream. Your eyes find his once again, realizing that his pupils never moved a bit from your face. “Why?” You asked as you take his arms that you stopped earlier, caressing its back.

“I don’t know, (y/n).” He tucks your hair behind your ear, look at you once more as he kissed your lips quick. For a second, you felt a spark.

He grabs your hand, pulling it to his chest. The fast beat of his heart can be felt through his skin alongside with the warmness of his skin. You were confused, but he still can’t move his view away from your face.

“I think I like you a little too much.”

smashing the six | nct series (M)

there’s a notorious tradition at nct university - hookup with a player from each of the six athletic programs. bonus points awarded if you get any of them to fall in love with you. but don’t forget about neonet, nctu’s infamous social media app, where rumors get passed around like candy and no one is safe from having their business aired out for all to see.

notes: do not read if you are uncomfortable with rated scenarios. this series is for adults only. each chapter contains strong language, alcohol or marijuana use, and explicit sexual content.

disclaimer: the members are just my muses. I don’t know any of them personally and would never say that they would actually act or behave in the ways portrayed in this story.

⚾ the short stop (M)

stats: jeno lee; #23; freshman; engineering major

neonet says: given that he’s new to the area and has yet to make friends, this mystery boy seems to spend most of his time either in class or practicing on the field, but he is always on his phone.

⚽ the center forward (M)

stats: yuta nakamoto; #10; senior; kinesiology major

neonet says: rarely will you find this grade A fuck boy in class, but you are almost always guaranteed to find him vaping behind the library or hooking up with a cheerleader in the locker room.

🏐 the middle blocker (M)

stats: johnny suh; #00; senior; business major

neonet says: fresh off a very bitter breakup from a long-term relationship, you will probably find this lover boy blowing off frustration in the gym or chatting up girls at the plaza, looking for a rebound.

🏒 the left wing (M)

stats: mark lee; #02; sophomore; journalism major

neonet says: the mama’s boy can always be found in his natural habitat, doing exactly what he’s supposed to do and never stepping out of line, but he will follow the girl he loves into danger without hesitation.

🏈 the tight end (M)

stats: jaehyun jeong; #14; junior; education major

neonet says: the golden boy is typically found in his dorm room, listening to melodramatic music and getting buzzed off wine, but occasionally he comes out of hibernation to let loose like everyone else.

🏀 the point guard (M)

stats: haechan lee; #66; freshman; psychology major

neonet says: this pain in the ass can usually be found hanging around the food court, because his two favorite things in life are spicy rice cakes and being up in everybody’s business.

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hello mina!!! can i request a taeyong x reader fic where it took a long time (maybe about a year) to say what they feel towards each other? and that's because johnny had enough of them not confessing their feelings!

Pairing: Taeyong x Reader

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: When you find out that your best friend Taeyong has a date, you take matters into your own hands and try to sabotage it.

A/N: Inspired by this TikTok. I hope you like it 💖

“Where is Taeyong?” you asked, looking around in the room. “Is he not coming today?”

Someone inhaled sharply and when your head shifted aside to Mark on the couch, he quickly looked away just like everyone else. You caught Yuta shooting worried glances at Johnny though who suddenly found the wall especially interesting.

“You guys have something to tell me?” You folded your arms in front of your chest. “Johnny? You? Taeyong wouldn’t leave out a day of snacks and playing video games. So where is he? He’s not responding to my messages either.” Now, everyone was staring at Johnny and you slowly grew impatient over their secretive attitude. “John-”

“Okay, okay!” He put his hands flat in the air as though to either defend or protect himself. You were sure you’d find out soon. “I didn’t want to be the one telling you this though.”

You frowned, sensing the air gradually growing thicker. “Tell me what?” 

“He’s out on a date today,” Johnny finally admitted. “That’s why he’s not coming.”

“Oh.” You tried to bite down the sinking feeling in the pits of your stomach and flopped down on the couch next to Mark while joking, “Cool. Thought he’d never get one. Maybe he’s not such a loser after all, am I right? Switch on the game, Johnny, we can finally start.”

But nobody dared to move or to even make a single sound until Mark risked it as the first one. “Are you truly okay with it?”

“With what?” Your poor attempts to play it cool didn’t pass by your friends so easily though.

“With him going on a date,” Johnny meddled again. “I mean, after all, you’re in l-”

“I’m no such thing!” you nagged. “We’re only best friends, okay?”

“That’s not what you confessed to us drunkenly one time when Taeyong was not here,” Yuta called you out and mimicked your voice, “What happened to ‘I’ve been in love with him for almost a year already, Johnny! But I don’t want to ruin our friendship since I don’t know what he’s thinking about me’? Only to have us tell you that he-”

“I already told you all to erase your memories from that night,” you hissed. “No such thing happened!”

“Well, okay.” Johnny shrugged. “If you say so, then let’s start playing.”

And you did. At least in the beginning.

When you lost for the nth time that day though, despite you usually being one of the best all while looking at your phone every few seconds in hopes to find a message from your best friend, you couldn’t deny anymore that Taeyong going on a date bothered you very much. More than you wanted to admit to your friends, let alone yourself. 

With every passing minute, you wondered what he was currently doing with the girl, when the date would finally end or wished it was so awful that he’d cut it short so that he would come back and spend time with you. 

“The café across the mall,” Johnny suddenly said when you were too absent to follow the game again.

“Huh?” You faced him, absolutely confused. 

“The café across the mall,” he repeated with a grin. “That’s where they’re going to meet in a few.”

You jumped up from the couch, earning encouraging smiles from all of your friends. “I have to go.” But you quickly corrected it to, “Home, I mean. I forgot I actually had something to do there.”

“Sure you have.”

____

“Don’t go inside, you idiot!”

“Excuse me?” 

When the guy who coincidentally had the same hair color and style as your best friend spun around, you took a step back, totally embarrassed. “I’m so sorry, I thought you were someone else!”

He shook his head and then walked into the cafe, leaving you behind in wonder what the hell you were even doing there in the first place. You hadn’t spotted Taeyong from the outside, but you also didn’t want to enter in case you had no excuse for interrupting them. And now that rationality settled, you suddenly felt like a clown.

“Going around, calling other people idiots. I knew this was you.” A familiar presence had walked up to you that you only noticed now. Taeyong leaned in and looked through the window into the café you were standing in front of. “So, what are we doing here? Who are we spying on?”

You blinked in confusion. “Wait, you weren’t inside this whole time?”

“What was I supposed to do inside there all by myself?” He raised his brows. “Didn’t Johnny tell you that my phone broke and I just went to get it repaired in that shop over there?” Taeyong nodded to a location right next to the café. “That was why I was supposed to come later today. Luckily, they were finished by now.”

“So you didn’t go out on a date with a girl… in this café?” you asked, even more puzzled than prior to his appearance, but before you were able to realize what you had blurted out, you already met your best friend’s questioning expression.

“I didn’t,” he spoke slowly. 

The tension that grew in the silence between the two of you made you want to get buried in the grounds right there and then. Damn that Johnny. 

“Well,” you began, brushing everything off. “Nice to know. I have to go home now. See you around.”

But before you could run away with a heated head, Taeyong held you back by your elbow. “What did you mean by that?”

You stopped in your tracks, facing him with your back so that he couldn’t see how flustered you were by now. “By… what?” You weren’t prepared for this kind of conversation, at all.

“That I shouldn’t go inside.”

“You must have misheard.”

“I didn’t.”

The pressure that weighed down your shoulders and that you had been carrying around for so many months now had suddenly grown unbearable. You had known all along that this point was about to come sooner or later, and a year had already been pretty generous enough in your book. 

Perhaps, there was nothing to salvage anymore except for your heart that didn’t need to suffer any longer, no matter the outcome. Not much longer and it would have gotten entirely crushed anyway, together with every single piece of your soul that was still intact.

You shook Taeyong’s hand off your arm and turned around to him. This was the real you, not pretending anymore. You looked him directly in the eyes, as you said, “I can’t do this anymore.” 

“...Do what?”

“Pretend you’re just my friend. I think about you every day, all the time.” And, hoping that this would still be able to have a happy ending for you after all, you asked in the same breath, “And you? Do you even think about me?”

His mien was’t easy for you to read, but his silence spoke more than words anyway. Tears threatened to spill from behind your eyes when you slowly nodded, wanting to say something witty back, but no words came out.

You already motioned away from him, preparing to run as far away as possible, when you suddenly felt his warm palms cupping your cheeks, and as you looked into his eyes, there was an expression you had never encountered before. 

A loving smile tugged on the corners of Taeyong’s lips, but you didn’t see it spread entirely anymore as he came with his face close to yours and just whispered,

“All the time,” 

before he kissed you.