: How Nct Dream Give You Butterflies

ᵕ̈ ೫˚∗: how nct dream give you butterflies

a/n: this close to making a longer ver of renjun's

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mark

it drives you insane how attentive mark is towards you. no matter what he’s doing, no matter how important it is, there is always time in mark’s schedule for you. sure, he might not be good at the whole flirt-and-fluster routine that haechan and jaemin are so good at, but he’s almost too good at making you feel loved. when he puts his phone on do not disturb, it’s programmed to make sure he still receives your messages; when he’s on an important call and you need something, he mutes and makes sure he fulfills your request; when you talk to him about anything (even if it’s a conversation both of you don’t want to be having), he will maintain perfect eye contact and pay attention to every single word that leaves your mouth. no matter what, mark will ensure you feel listened to—that's how mark gives you butterflies.

renjun

renjun isn’t a dance fanatic or anything, not like jisung, but he does like to slow dance with you. it’s rare that he does, seeing as he’s always so busy, but given the right time…you’ll be swaying around the living room in a comfortable silence. usually, these nights follow a nice date or a particularly difficult day, and they never last long, but you treasure them more than anything. they bring comfort and joy, and make any hardships better in an instant. sometimes, you’ll have really quiet, meaningless conversations about things that will never matter, and you’ll laugh and smile together, and you’ll share quiet kisses under the soft glow of the moon. most of all, renjun always plays the music you like, as if he’s gone through your spotify and picked every single slow song on it—that's how renjun gives you butterflies.

jeno

have you ever seen a smile as pretty as jeno’s? the answer is no, no you have not. there’s something about his smile that makes your head spin, and just about everybody knows it. whenever you accompany him on outings with his friends, he always worries about how quiet you are—in reality, you’re just staring at him laugh and beam at their antics. however, when he smiles at you specifically, it gets even worse than it did before. when he asks about your day, he smiles at every little exaggeration or hyperbole about whatever happened (as long as you didn’t have a bad day, of course). jeno just thinks you’re adorable, and he really can’t help how much he smiles because of you, but you seriously wish he could. most of all, every joke that spills from your mouth earns a full laugh from him, and with that comes his mind-bending smiles—that’s how jeno gives you butterflies.

haechan

you’re sure of it–haechan treats you softer than everyone else he knows. usually, you don’t go out with him and his friends (they can be a bit much), but when you do, it becomes painfully obvious that haechan is in love with you. you can’t help but feel a bit flustered every time he makes sure you’re part of the conversation, or when he picks up on how much seem to want to go home. most of all, your stomach absolutely erupts with butterflies when he takes your side on just about everything. your relationship with him is filled with tons of bickering and play-arguing when you’re alone, but, when you’re with anybody else, you can always be sure that he will back you up on just about everything, even if he’s disagreed with you before—that’s how haechan gives you butterflies.

jaemin

you might be considered jaemin’s personal stuffed animal at this point. no matter where you are or what you’re doing, he has to have a hand on you at all times. when you’re out in public, it’s little displays of affection—holding hands, linked arms, and, on rare occasions, an arm around your waist. when you’re with close friends, it’s almost always an arm hung over your shoulder or his legs splayed over your lap, trapping you in your seat. and, when you’re alone, he’s practically attached to you. on the couch? he practically has you in his lap, arms locked around your waist and his head on your shoulder. during shared naps or general lounging on a bed, he’s trapped you in a koala hug, or is straight up sleeping on top of you. most of all, he never crosses your boundaries, and always knows when to back off–that’s how jaemin gives you butterflies.

chenle

there is no one more willing to try things with you than zhong chenle. he’s done a lot of things in his life, from performing “memory” at a diplomatic concert in austria to showing up on china’s got talent, and anything you ask him to do will never hold a candle to what he’s already done. despite that, he is always accommodating of anything you ask of him, no matter how miniscule it is. chenle is up for anything, especially if you’re the one asking—in fact, if you’re the one asking, chances are he will pay for all of it, too. he never makes you feel embarrassed for anything you want to attempt, and is always the first person behind you, even if you’re jumping out of a plane. most of all, if you decide you want to do something alone, chenle is your first (and, sometimes, your only) supporter—that's how chenle gives you butterflies.

jisung

there’s just something about you that makes jisung nervous. he cares so deeply about your opinion of him, whether it be on his dancing to something as stupid as an email he’s asking you to proofread, and will get visibly upset if you show any sort of dissatisfaction with it. so, when jisung kisses you, he’s almost always a nervous mess. you can always tell when he’s thinking about it; there’s a certain face he makes, a certain glint in his eyes, when he starts giving himself the mental pep talk. the best part? every single time, the anxiety that exudes from him starts to make you nervous too, to the point that, when he finally does say screw it and goes in for the kill, it’s more meaningful than it would’ve been. and, when you reciprocate his affections, there’s an intense wave of relief that just flows off of him in waves—that’s how jisung gives you butterflies.

thank you for reading!

gohdamn 😩

enhypen making YOU lose nnn ?

OUUUUHHHHH. this is good. i love this. ur mind needs to be studied

cw! fwb with heeseung, established relationship with jay and sunghoon, riding, oral (f & m receiving), doggy, reader gets called slutty girl, princess, jay brat tamer hehe, hoon is evil, lmk if i missed anything!

이희승 heeseung ᥫ᭡

as you’re heeseung’s number one fuck buddy… well, he’s not very ecstatic about your decision to join the nnn challenge. he thought it’d be okay at first– he has other people to attend to while you’re busy. he actually discovered something new about himself thanks to your personal challenge: he can only go a few days without you. he really did try to distract himself with other hookups but they just aren’t you! no pussy felt like yours, and no one moaned his name the same like you do. so now he has his own personal challenge: to make you lose nnn! he thinks it’d be a piece of cake, really. because have you seen him? how can you resist him?

turns out pretty well, much to his dismay. he disguises his mission as an innocent “wanna watch some movies tonight?” to come over. you, in skimpy top and flimsy shorts that you typically like to wear when staying in. he thinks– knows– he’ll have a hard time keeping his hands to himself. and you’ve always been such a good girl, so you’ll obey him this time again, right? 

it starts off with just a hand on your thigh, and even though you give him a side eye he pretends he doesn’t notice, eyes too focused on whatever movie you decided to put on. he notices when your thighs tense each time his hand inches close to your clothed cunt, and it’s so slow– you guys have probably burned through two movies already but heeseung wants to take his time, see how long you can really resist him. 

you’re doing too well, and the space in his pants is beginning to tighten up the more you tense your thighs… he swears he can feel the heat radiate off your cunt, he knows you’re wet… you just have to be! by the third movie, he’s done playing around with you and grabs the remote out of your hand, “how ‘bout i give you something else to hold?”

“knew i could get you to cave- ah, shit!” heeseung cursed, hands on your waist as you bounce up and down on his cock. you whine, nails scratching his chest to leave marks that will definitely last for days. 

“i hate you!” you squeal at one particular thrust when he bucks his hips into you, the tip of his cock hitting your cervix. his eyes are focused on your entrance taking his length in, brows furrowed in concentration as he lets out a breathy chuckle. “heh, not enough or you wouldn’t be cumming on me right now.”

박종성 jay ᥫ᭡

he is such a good sport about it, honestly. he’s an amazing boyfriend, at that! he makes sure he avoids doing anything particularly sexy around you (but let’s be for real, anything he does is sexy). he encourages you and does his best to avoid any particular advances that you put on him during no nut november because he knows that once he reciprocates it, it’s over for you. so you do get a lot of no’s and don’t even think about it throughout the month… but he thinks you’ll thank him by the end of the month.

wrong. you’re extra bratty in particular today (november 27th), trying to tease him and tempt him when you rub your palm against his bulge during game night with the other members. he has a good poker face… for maybe ten minutes until he’s rock hard in his sweats underneath the blanket that you both are sharing. you’re stifling your giggles behind his back, occasionally popping in some commentary of the game so the members don’t get too suspicious on why you’re so quiet. 

old habits die hard, so how else is he supposed to act when you’re being bratty? 

“you only had three more days left, princess,” jay taunts in your ear, his hand on your back to bend you over the sink counter. you whine, but you shaking your ass tells him exactly what you wanted. “guess this slutty pussy just can’t live without me, huh?” 

you nod your head repeatedly, “mhm! can’t get enough- wan’ your cock now~” you moan when he slides down your bottoms, hand slapping your ass in the process. he’s a weak man for you, and honestly he’s been dying without your warmth around him for almost an entire month so he’s impatient as well.

jay reaches for your neck, lifting your head up towards him so that your back is arching. “could’ve just stayed a good girl and lasted the whole month,” he mutters into your shoulder as he slides himself in your tight entrance, both of you releasing a long sigh of relief.

심재윤 jake ᥫ᭡

okay… he definitely set himself up for failure when he proposed that you both do the nnn challenge together. he thought it would be soooo funny and easy! not even twenty four hours passed and he already regretted it, seeing you prance around in some cute shorts that leaves half your ass hanging out and a loose shirt that clearly shows your perky nipples. he really hates having a roommate that is as hot as you– maybe nnn wouldn’t be such a challenge then.

you’re determined to get your assignment done as you sit on the couch next to jake, typing away at your laptop while he merely scrolls through his phone, occasionally (every five seconds actually) staring at your tits through your t-shirt like he has x-ray vision. he clears his throat, mindlessly letting some random tiktok play as he begins to zone out, letting his mind think about him wrapping his lips around your pert nipples as he rubs you through your stupid excuse that you call a pair of shorts. 

“you’re hard.”  you comment after hearing the same tiktok play for over seven times. “it’s like you want to lose no nut november?” you tease before shifting your attention back to your laptop. jake clears his throat again, shifting in his seat when your words snap him out of his daze. “want to help me lose?”

“slutty girl- ah fuck- can’t say no to some dick, yeah?” jake muses as you choke down on his cock, saliva dripping out from the corner of your lips. you moan around him, your hand around his length tightening a bit at his words that causes him to curse underneath his breath. 

you go particularly deep, a small reward for him when his fingers inside you speed up. he has you on all fours on the couch, his long arm reaching your cunt as he scissors his fingers inside of you. if he’s going to lose, he’ll lose with you. “f-fuck, you’re so good ‘n so wet for me, huh?” he taunts, your juices squelching from his fingers and sloppy mouth working on his cock.

“oh, you cummin’ already? roomie… didn’t know you were this sensitive. so cute,” he hums, slowing his fingers down as he works you through your orgasm. but he’s talking as if he isn’t five seconds away from cumming down your throat.

박성훈 sunghoon ᥫ᭡

he thinks it’s cute you want to do the nnn challenge! but he also thinks it’s cute that you think you can resist him for an entire month. the exact opposite of jay– he makes it his personal mission to make you lose. he’s such a bad boyfriend, making you exceptionally horny, especially the first night after you tell him about your little goal to accomplish this challenge. he’s playing with you in bed, the hands on your waist not so discreetly creeping up to your chest. you have to physically detach his hands away from you so you don’t start acting up. 

the next morning is even worse– he’s stepping out of the shower and into your shared bedroom with only a towel that is barely hanging on his waistline. your mouth goes dry, your attention completely stolen away from your phone and onto sunghoon. “you sick bastard,” you curse under your breath, but it doesn’t go unheard by your sneaky boyfriend. “you could just… i dunno, lose right now,” he mumbles, going over to you as he nuzzles your neck. you’re doing much better than he thought when you push him away with a stern and determined look on your face. 

but in the end, he’s always right. and you give in like a child who’s offered some more playtime if they complete their homework. but he really didn’t expect you to give in when he’s doing something so basic, cooking dinner for you when you come back late from uni or work. but it gives him an ego boost either way. 

“can’t believe you got turned on from me cooking,” he snickers as he lifts his head up from in between your thighs. you roll your eyes, your grip on his hair tightening as you pull him back into your cunt. “i-it was the domestic-ness of it, okay? just shut up and make me lose already,” you pout. 

he groans, sliding his fingers inside of you with ease, thanks to his own work. “you already did… approximately one minute ago. but i guess i can make you lose twice,” he grins before he latches his mouth onto your sensitive bud.

[12:38pm] Drippin’ - l.jn (Jeno x gender neutral reader, established relationship!au, fluff) 0.5k

You and your boyfriend Jeno, both graduate marine biology students, worked for a marine research lab and sanctuary. There was recently a rescue dolphin who was brought in with wounds from getting wrapped in a fishing line.

For some reason, the animals you both worked with, no matter what species, always liked Jeno more than you, which was why you were surprised when Rodney, the rescued dolphin, chose to play with you instead of Jeno during the scheduled activity time. This activity time is normally when one or two people would join animals in their enclosure and play with them using toys and snacks, just to make sure they’re not bored. All the other animals would go to Jeno no matter what he was holding but Rodney was the first one to come to you instead.

You held a brightly colored beach ball above your head whilst standing on a shallow platform in the tank. Jeno was a couple of feet away from you holding large rings to play fetch. When Rodney came to you, you nearly froze out of shock as he circled around you in excitement.

“Babe, I think he wants the ball,” Jeno noted with a laugh when Rodney began letting out squeaks and clicks of excitement.

You tossed the ball into the air and watched as the dolphin swam after it, bumping it with his nose once it landed in the water. He brought it back to you before circling around you, telling you to do it again. You threw the ball once more, but this time at Jeno.

He let out a yelp of surprise as Rodney came speeding towards him. Rodney didn’t stay long though. The moment he got the ball, he returned back to you. “Kind of like having a dog, isn’t it?” Jeno commented, watching you taunt Rodney with the beach ball, acting like you were going to throw it but never releasing it.

A mischievous smile spread across your face. “Kind of like dating you.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” Jeno sputtered out. “Are you calling me a dog? Or a dolphin?”

You shrugged after throwing the ball again. “I didn’t say that but sure,” Jeno was clearly unamused, “though you’re more like a dog than a dolphin.”

“If I’m a dog then what are you?” He asked while following you, walking along the platform to get closer to where Rodney was nudging the ball around.

“Your owner, I guess.” You didn’t even have to look in order to see his reaction. There was a yell then a splash that covered your wetsuit. Rodney squealed to express his amusement at the way Jeno had fallen over.

You rolled your eyes at Jeno, “get out of the water, pretty boy. Stop playing around and do your job.”

He forcefully splashed water on you, making you scoff and do the same at him. All while Rodney watched from the sidelines, squeaking and swimming in quick bursts out of excitement.

they’re both so precious 🥹💕

polarized hearts

WHEREIN: taehyun realizes your opposing personalities might just complement each other in unexpected ways

彡 pairing: college!tyun x reader 彡 genre: fluff 彡 warnings: mild language, kissing

SEUL SPEAKS! this isnt part of the plot but i just have to say that taehyun is so literature major-coded

° ⊹.📜` read the whole collection here!

you’ve always been the life of the party. vibrant, extroverted, and spontaneous, you thrive in social settings, drawing energy from the people around you. on the other hand, taehyun was the polar opposite. quiet, reserved, and contemplative, he preferred the comfort of a good book and the serenity of his own thoughts.

it was a mystery to your friends how the two of you ended up together, but to you, it made perfect sense. there was something comforting about the way taehyun grounded you, bringing a sense of calm and stability to your otherwise chaotic world.

it all started during your college years. you were at a friend’s party, laughing and chatting animatedly with a group of people when you first noticed him. taehyun was standing in the corner, nursing a drink and observing the room with a detached sort of interest. intrigued, you made your way over to him, determined to break through his quiet demeanor.

“hey,” you greeted with a warm smile. “i’m y/n. enjoying the party?”

taehyun glanced at you, his eyes flickering with a hint of curiosity. “it’s alright,” he replied, his voice soft but clear. “i’m taehyun.”

“what are you doing over here all by yourself?” you asked, leaning against the wall beside him.

he shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “just people-watching. it’s interesting.”

you laughed, the sound light and musical. “well, you’re missing out on all the fun. come on, join us.”

taehyun hesitated for a moment, but something in your eyes convinced him to follow you. you led him to your group of friends, introducing him with enthusiasm. despite his initial reservations, taehyun found himself enjoying the lively conversation and your infectious energy.

from that night on, a delightful friendship blossomed between you two. you would drag taehyun to social gatherings, coaxing him out of his shell, while he introduced you to quiet coffee shops and libraries, offering you a glimpse into his world of introspection and tranquility.

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one of your favorite outings with taehyun was a visit to a local bookstore that had become somewhat of a sanctuary for the both of you. nestled in a quaint corner of the city, the bookstore was an oasis of tranquility amidst the bustling urban landscape. the faint scent of old books mixed with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee from the attached café created an atmosphere that was both inviting and comforting.

as you walked through the door, the bell above it chimed softly, announcing your arrival. you smiled at the familiar sight of tall wooden shelves filled with books of all genres, the muted lighting casting a warm glow over the cozy space. taehyun, with his usual calm demeanor, seemed perfectly at ease, his eyes already scanning the shelves for hidden treasures.

you spent hours together, browsing through the vast collection, discussing your favorite authors and recommending books to each other. taehyun had a knack for finding the most intriguing titles, often pointing out books you might have otherwise overlooked.

“have you read this one?” taehyun asked, holding up a well-worn copy of a classic novel. the cover was slightly faded, the pages yellowed with age, but it was clear that the book had been well-loved.

you took the book from him, flipping through the pages with interest. “no, but it looks interesting,” you replied. “i’ll have to check it out.”

taehyun’s eyes sparkled with delight at your response. “i think you’ll like it. the writing is beautiful. the author has this way of capturing emotions that’s really captivating.”

you smiled, touched by his enthusiasm. “i can’t wait then. you always have the best recommendations.”

as you continued to explore the bookstore, you found yourself drawn to a section filled with poetry books. taehyun noticed your interest and pulled a slim volume from the shelf, handing it to you with a gentle smile.

“this one’s a favorite of mine,” he said softly. “the poems are simple, but they have a depth to them that’s really moving.”

you opened the book and began to read, the words flowing off the page like a melody. it was clear why taehyun cherished it so much.

taehyun picked up a novel he had wanted to read, while you began to delve into the poetry book he had recommended. the quiet rustle of pages turning and the occasional soft sigh of contentment were the only sounds that filled the air.

these quiet moments with taehyun became a cherished part of your life, bringing a sense of calm and balance to your otherwise hectic existence. his presence was soothing, a steady anchor that grounded you. you found yourself looking forward to these peaceful interludes, the times when it was just the two of you, lost in the world of books and each other’s company.

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months turned into years, and your friendship deepened. you found yourself falling for taehyun’s quiet charm. he had a way of making you feel seen and heard in a way no one else ever had. and unbeknownst to you, taehyun had also developed feelings for you, drawn to your vivacity and warmth like a moth to a flame.

one evening, you found yourself at taehyun’s apartment, a cozy space filled with books and plants. you were sprawled on his couch, flipping through a magazine, while taehyun was seated at his desk, typing away on his laptop. the comfortable silence between you was a testament to the deep understanding and respect you had for each other’s space.

“hey, taehyun?” you called out, breaking the silence.

he looked up from his laptop, raising an eyebrow in a silent question.

“do you ever wonder how we became friends? i mean, we’re so different,” you mused, twirling a strand of hair around your finger.

taehyun leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful expression on his face. “i think that’s why it works. we balance each other out.”

you smiled, feeling a warm flutter in your chest. “yeah, i guess you’re right. it’s just… sometimes i wonder if you ever get tired of me dragging you to all these social events.”

taehyun’s eyes softened as he regarded you. “i don’t mind. i actually like seeing you in your element. it’s… refreshing.”

your heart skipped a beat at his words. taehyun rarely expressed his feelings so openly, and when he did, it always caught you off guard.

“thanks, tyun. that means a lot to me,” you said softly.

the evening wore on, and as the clock struck midnight, you decided it was time to head home. taehyun insisted on walking you to your car, a habit he had picked up over the years.

as you reached your car, you turned to face him, feeling a sudden rush of emotion. “taehyun, i—”

before you could finish your sentence, taehyun took a step closer, his gaze intense. “y/n, there’s something i need to tell you.”

your breath hitched as he continued, his voice steady but tinged with vulnerability. “i’ve been wanting to say this for a while, but i wasn’t sure how. i like you, more than a friend.”

your heart pounded in your chest as his words sank in. “taehyun, i… i like you too.”

a look of relief washed over his face, and without another word, he closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a soft, tentative kiss. your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as you melted into the kiss, savoring the warmth and tenderness of the moment.

the kiss was gentle at first, an exploration of newfound feelings. taehyun’s hands rested on your waist, his touch light as if he were afraid you might disappear. you could feel the hesitancy in his movements, a cautiousness born from the fear of crossing an invisible line. you responded with equal tenderness, letting him know through the press of your lips that this was something you both wanted.

as the initial surprise faded, the kiss deepened. taehyun’s grip on your waist tightened, pulling you closer against him. your fingers tangled in his hair, the softness of it sending shivers down your spine. the world around you seemed to blur, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of shared emotions.

when you finally pulled away for breath, your foreheads rested against each other. taehyun’s eyes were still closed, his breath coming in soft pants. you could feel the rapid beat of his heart against your own chest, a mirror of your own racing pulse.

“wow,” you whispered, a slight smile tugging at your lips. “that was...”

“incredible,” taehyun finished for you, opening his eyes to meet yours. there was a sparkle in his gaze, a mixture of relief and joy that made your heart swell.

you both laughed softly, the sound filled with a mix of nerves and happiness. the tension that had been building between you for months seemed to dissipate, replaced by a new sense of intimacy and connection.

the two of you stood there momentarily, wrapped in each other’s arms. the night air was cool against your skin, but the warmth from taehyun’s body kept you anchored in the moment. it was a perfect blend of the serene and the exhilarating.

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OOO prologue : i'm just a girl ( wc : 499 )

9:39 AM.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Buzz.

Several notifications make your phone vibrate in an annoying manner. You tsk in irritation, your head pounded against your pillow with a violent rhythm.

The sunlight burst through my window, casting its extreme brightness into your eyes. With a deep groan, you slowly raised your hand to shield your tired eyes from the intense light, barely able to keep your eyes open for a moment.

Your limbs felt like dead weight. You let your eyes adjust to the light before sitting up and for a moment you tried to sit up on your bed, slowly trying to wake up. You rub your fingers into your temple in an attempt to shake the cobwebs from memory.

You ran your fingers through your hair in a mixture of exhaustion and frustration, trying to make sense of the fragmented memories from last night.

You closed your eyes again, trying to force your way through the mental fog, the throbbing in your head intensifying. Despite your effort, your thoughts were blurry and distant. You were lost.

You were trying to recall but it was becoming elusive. your mind cleared slightly, fragments of the previous night’s events started to come back to you in disjointed flashes.

You confusedly close your eyes to recall it properly. When you close your eyes the first thing to appear in your mind is the blurry image of yourself bumping against a guy’s chest. You continued to look through it and your heart skipped a beat in an unreadable emotion.

As you delved deeper, searching for clarity, the image of his face remained a blur. One thing was for sure: his lips lingered in your memory.

Your lips locked into his, clearly and you can't remember his face but his tongue movements inside your mouth. What a whore. You opened your eyes in a thug.

What was that? Was it supposed to be an event that happened in real life? You slap your forehead in frustration.

Too many thoughts continued to gather in your fuzzy mind. It was clearly you who made the first move. Did you even make out with him at the end? Or even, hooked up with the guys?!

Laughing out loud at your “cute” life, you slam your head on your pillow and the last thing to be heard was the horrendous scream that was capable enough to get rid of one's lung. Girl, you will be missed.

synopsis having the first ever kiss of your life in your freshman year, sure was on your to-do list but not being able to recall whether it was in your dream or in reality was definitely not something you'd envisioned. worse still, you can't ignore the fact that you only remember the lips of the guy you kissed, can you? smh . . .

or in which, sunghoon, the popular and known to be “unaffectionate and cold” ice skater of the uni meets this ridiculously irresistible weird girl in her drunk state on a wednesday night, soon finds himself with his lips on hers. accidental, he reckons.

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go on, KISS the boy (you know you want to)!

florentis ; k.hj

requested by anon (24 + magic au) for my milestone celebration !!

pairing ; roommate!hongjoong x nature manipulator!reader (gender-neutral)

summary ; you find yourself getting a little too immersed in your book.

themes ; fantasy, fluff, superpowers au, roommates au, hints at college au

words ; 0.7k

warnings / includes ; no warnings, hongjoong being a sap, reader has cool powers :D

a/n ; this was super fun to write :D and it's my first hongjoong piece omg !!! i love him mucho :( thanks to @subways-stuff again for letting me ramble to you <//3

masterlist.

Fantasy has always enamoured you. The blazing dragons of the sky, the glinting swords of knights, and the soft pastels of elaborate ball gowns never failed to send you into a dreamy haze. It was the longing for a life you knew you couldn’t have, the sweetest of romances between forbidden parties, the thrilling action that had you gripping the book so tightly, it was a wonder its spine didn’t split into half.

In fact, you were so immersed in the story of the princess and the knight that you hadn’t even realized your powers had gotten the better of you. Vines snaked up the walls and ceilings, crawling out of your room and into the hallway. Small wildflowers blossomed by your nightstand, but you had yet to notice.

You let out a breathy laugh as you rolled over on your bed, not once ripping your gaze from the inked words, drowning in your thick woolen blanket. With this action, leaves sprouted from the vines and criss-crossed over your bed. Within minutes, your room started looking more like a forest than a place of slumber.

Finding your nose buried between the pages of a book far too thick for his liking wasn’t an uncommon feat for Hongjoong. Finding his laptop shrouded with greenery and roses, however, was not. His narrowed gaze traced over the vines leading out of his own sanctuary and into the hallway, confirming his suspicions by twisting right into your bedroom.

He pushed away from his work desk with an amused sigh, careful to sidestep the plum-hued orchids in the midst of fluorescence by his feet.

“You have a peculiar way of luring people into bed with you,” Hongjoong murmured once he ducked under the canopy of leaves decorating your doorway. “While I appreciate the flowers, I do have a paper to finish.”

In an instant, your irises snapped away from the worn pages of your book, finding solace in your roommate’s entertained gaze. It took you a second to realize the repercussions of your slipping reign over your powers. The green was hard to miss, after all.

“I am so sorry.” Your voice came out far smaller than you intended it to, but you slanted your lips into an apologetic smile to make up for it. “I didn’t realize.”

Hongjoong shrugged it off lightly, a smile of his own playing at the corner of his lips. It relieved you to see that he wasn’t actually mad. He meandered over the foliage and sat beside you on the bed, raising an eyebrow at your book. “So you didn’t send me those flowers on purpose? I’m offended.” A faux gasp of indignation escaped his lungs, but ultimately betrayed by a striking grin.

With a scoff, you nudged at his shoulder with your own. You placed a bookmark (also your receipt from your last grocery run with Hongjoong) where you left off and pushed the story to the side. Bringing both your palms together, you conjured a singular, minuscule canary buttercup, its petals falling soft against your fingers. Hongjoong watched in muted awe. Nimbly, you slotted the flower behind his ear, smoothing your thumbs over his faded clementine hair, trailing over his cheek. He shut his eyes at your gentle touch.

Had you gone too far for a roommate? Your fingers curled in on themself, and you reluctantly pulled your hand away.

Hongjoong seemed mildly disappointed when your warmth retracted, but he cleared his throat and the twinkle in his eye came back just as quickly as it disappeared.

“There. You happy now?”

“It’s small.”

“Seems fitting,” you teased.

Hongjoong shot you a spineless glare. “Don’t even start.” He looked oh so pretty with that flower behind his ear. He was also pretty without the sweet blossom, but you weren’t quite sure you were ready to admit that to yourself just yet. The both of you fell into a comfortable silence before he spoke up once more. “You know, the paper can wait. That book must be pretty good to make you lose this much control.”

A warm flush spidered through your skin, and you reached over to grab at the frayed book once again. “You want me to read a bit to you?”

“Nothing would be better,” Hongjoong quipped as he laid down, sinking into your plush pillows, inhaling your fresh fougere scent and enjoying this moment a little more than he should’ve.