Can I Request Nct Dream Reaction To Reader Calling Them Their Husband? But They Arent Married

Can I request nct dream reaction to reader calling them their husband?💕 but they aren’t married

when you called them your husband but you aren’t married

fiancé!nct dream

reader is referred to as wife in jaemin’s.

mark

“hey husband! do your job right!”

you were only messing with him, but god did he love it. he is looking at you with wide eyes. he was just trying to help cook food with your mother as the rest of your family was all waiting at the table.

everyone laughed at your words but mark is biting his lip to try and NOT blush even more. you notice it and when everyone looked away, you gave him a peck on the cheek. he looks at you, eyes filled with love for you. his puckers his lips for you and you giggle, giving him a short but sweet kiss.

renjun

you sent him a text, a sweet little “quit being mean and get me an ice cream too! you’re meant to be my husband.”

he is willing to buy you the whole ice cream shop for you the second he read that message. he is all smiles the whole way home, even as he opens the door and sees you glaring in his direction, waiting for the ice cream. he holds out the ice cream and refuses to give it to you.

“call me husband again and I’ll give you it.”

jeno

he opened the jar for you, all the while you held his biceps and looked up at him with a dreamy look making him laugh at you for the silly act.

“thank you my sweet husband.” you say letting go of him and continuing on with the cooking. he steps back and is smiling at the back of your head, feeling all giddy just from hearing you say that. he wraps his arms around your waist and back hugs you, pressing himself against you and resting his chin on your shoulder, his smile never leaving his face.

haechan

“this is my husband, haechan.”

his is screaming inside. eyes wide for a split second before he is quickly putting an arm around your waist to try and compose himself and he greets your friend who you hadn’t seen since high school. he is one hundred percent blushing and you don’t even notice his reaction.

when you two are walking away, he presses a kiss to your cheek “I didn’t realise we already got married?” he teased, making you realise what you said and blush at the remark.


jaemin

he was taking photos of the scenery when he heard you from behind him, talking to someone who had asked you what he was doing. “my husband takes really good photos so he is opening an exhibition. he is just gathering extra photos.”

he isn’t able to focus for the next few minutes, too busy giggling and smiling to himself. he packs up his camera and equipment, making his way back to you with the grin still placed across his face.

he pulls you into his arms for a brief hug before you two walk off to the next location. It’s silent for a bit before he says, “I want to take photos of my beautiful wife next, you’re a perfect model.” he says it so casually just as you did, you almost missed it.

chenle

“-and chenle, he is my husband.”

that’s all he paid attention too and that’s all he needed to hear. he immediately hung up the phone call he was having with jisung and looked your way. he doubts you even realised what you said because you’re acting so causal. normally you would’ve looked his way with a teasing grin. the thought of you actually considering him your husband already has him feeling even more giddy.

when you walk up to him after realising he was staring at you, he grabs your waist and pulls you close to him, placing kisses on your lips.

“I’m your husband, huh?” he teased.

jisung

he was SHOCKED. like he knows that you already have the wedding booked and everything was planned out. BUT WOAH! he is so happy that you’re just as excited to get married as he is, so excited that you’re already referring to him as your husband. he approaches you and drapes his arms over your shoulders, pressing a kiss to your head as you try to look back at him.

“you should keep calling me husband, I like it.” “what do you call me then?” “love, my everything, sweetheart-“ the list goes on, he is saying everything that comes to mind.

what do you mean i have 250 pages left to read and I have to have it read and annotated it by tmr? this is why you don’t procrastinate everyone (I have spent my whole day procrastinating so far and I will continue to procrastinate most likely🤭)

WOAH PARK JISUNG

YALL. I GOT SO LUCKY IN MY ALBUMS PULL HOLY‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

FOR WAYV I PULLED SOMETHING FOR EVERY MEMBER(stickers but still!!!!!) I GOT THE PHOTOCARD I WANTED!! TEN! I GOT YANGYANGS POSTCARD!!! LIKEEEEE!!!!

AND THEN FOR TXT I GOT A YEONJUN SET LIKE KWJDKSBSIDBDISBSJSBDIF

and the posters are so pretty too omg.

photos taken on my bed in a rush since I have to go to work but YIPPPPEEEEEEE

can you write a smut abt renjun please? 🥹 i don’t have an exact topic in mind haha

make out

w/renjun

i don’t write smut (don’t know how and never have sooo) but how about a make out..

suggestive content ahead.

the both of you had been friends for roughly a year, but the friendship had blossomed quickly and within a few months he became a close friend of yours.

but in his eyes, he felt something more than just friendly platonic love for you. so when everyone started to leave your apartment after a friendly gathering, he offered to stay and help clean up.

you were so thankful for his help since it was all cleaned up so quickly compared to when you would have done it yourself. you wanted to pay him back, but you felt a bit unsure how.

“I’ll have you pay you back one day. if you ever need help just let me know.”

you say, glancing at him as you put the last of the clean dishes away into the cupboard.

he stood there in the kitchen, leaning against a cupboard with his arms crossed as he eyed you. his mind reeling with ideas of what he could do with you if you gave him the chance.

“you can help me now.. if you want.”

“oh? with what?”

you closed the cupboard and looked back at him, seeing how he was blatantly eyeing you up and down.

“a little kiss never hurt nobody.”

your eyes widened as he pushed himself off the cupboard and began walking over towards you.

“what? renjun..” You say, barely above a whisper. he was approaching so quickly that within a second in was in front of you, face leaning near yours and you were cornered.

“do you want to kiss?”

you stayed silent, staring at him with wide eyes as his gaze flickered between your lips and eyes. “yes or no?” he asked again, standing up a bit straighter and moving back slightly.

“renjun I like you.. I don’t want to kiss you if it means nothing.”

renjun chuckles and brings a hand up to your face to brush some hair behind your ear.

“I have liked you since we first met. I would never ask to kiss you for no reason.”

you’re quick to put your hands on his shoulder and press your lips onto his.

he groans at the quick action but he was fast to kiss you back. tilting his head to the side ever so slightly to kiss you deeper. one hand resting on the back of your head and the other holding your waist close to his.

he pushes you back until you’re directly pressed against the counter, his lips never leaving yours as he tries to show you just how much he wants you.

you pull away from his lips, breathing heavily as you open your eyes to look into his. he was breathing just as heavily, his actions moving on the adrenaline of finally being able to kiss you.

he is quick to start kissing your neck where he finds a spot that has you making a noise he loves. you whimper, holding onto his shoulder tightly before you let your hands drift down and hold onto his biceps, gripping them.

“renjun.. oh god.”

you were so out of breath, but you didn’t want to stop. you had wanted this for long that when you finally got it you didn’t know how you would be able to stop yourself. though that didn’t matter because it looked like renjun didn’t know how to stop either,

“I want you so bad.” he said, pressing kisses along your jaw until it makes his way back to your lips. his hand moved from the back of your head down to your hip, where he pulled you flush against him.

“you have me renjun.“ you say, pulling away to look into his eyes for the hundredth time within the past few minutes.

he smiles, “I’ll take you on a date tomorrow. but first..” he holds onto your hand, taking you along with him as he walks out of the kitchen. “how about your bedroom?”

friend!jeno text imagines

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