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Love Song

Haechan Lee X Black Reader

Genre: Romance, Poetic-ish, Shortstory, fluff, Confession, POV (hyuck's).

Warnings: potential spelling errors (cause I was just typing away without checking. I'll go back and fix later)

A/n: I've literally had writer's block for the past 3 months trying to come up with stuff to write about, NCT's New album, the dreamies album just dropped, and now 127's album is coming in hot— With that being said, I've got alot of stuff waiting for yall ♡

A/n 2: Sorry this couldn't be longer, Im still recovering from my writers block 😞

Wordcount: 700

Im not usually a fan of the rain but today..I can't help but admit that this day has gotten better. The sound of her heart beating, her light scent. We're so close– it's almost overwhelming.

The umbrella, was decent size. Though, not big enough for the both of us. I admit, it's a bit compact, but im not complaining. My shoulder, her shoulder; the moment they touched seems like time slowed down. I don't mind one bit, I hope the feeling is mutual.

The smell of rain, the ambience of delicate drops. "Hyuck-" Her sweet voice called out to me. Her sweet smile and kind eyes gazing up at me. "Your shoulder!" She points out. Though to be honest I didn't care. I brushing it off, telling her it was alright. Telling her, there just isn't enought space for me to fully be under the umbrella.

"But, You'll get a cold." She expresses with worry.

"It's alright. I'll have you to take care of me, right?", I whispered. Was that too bold of me? I hope not. She smiles, averting her gaze a bit. A slight splash of red undertone on her chocolate skin, ear from ear. "Yes, of course." I smiled back as she played along to my little attempt of flirt.

The cafe we'd just left, disappearing into the blurry distance as we finder further and further away. Like everyone else on the street is disappearing. Like a island with just the two of us.

Once reaching her home, stopping at the door. "I had a great time, I hope you feel the same?" She nervously admits. Shocked, I felt my face burn with happiness. "Yes, I also had a wonderful time."

Watching as she unblocked the door, making sure she got in her home safe and sound. When I turned to leave I felt my arm being tugged at. She stood tall on her tippy-toes having her lips connect to my cheek and whispered– "Thank you Hyuck." I felt so much joy in our date being a success. When I turn to look at her with shock, she giggles.

As for I, well..I believe in eye-for-eye. Especially, when it's something so endearing from some one so beautiful. "Y/n, may I?", I ask.

"Yes", She vocalizes. Gaining concent, I cup her face as she leans into me. Kissing her cute forehead. I had planned a date for us only for the rain to..well what I'd think to somewhat ruin our afternoon plans.

Now that Im thinking about it..maybe I actually love this rain after all.

I'll fix errors later, been at work all day !! Just wanted to post this :) hope you like it!

attention (lee donghyuck/lee haechan)

lowercase intended. not proofread.

“and then, she told me that i was overreacting! was i really overreacting? she did not do a single thing in our paper, not even a single word! how shameless of her to-“ “jeno! to your right!” haechan cuts you off. you let out a huff and roll your eyes. you just wanted someone to listen to you after such a terrible day. haechan was the one who offered to call, but here he is not listening to any word you are saying. “haechan, are you listening to me?” after a minute of you just staring at your boyfriend, who obviously is not paying attention to you, you ended the call. stupid donghyuck, if he doesn’t want to talk to me, he could have just said so. after a few seconds of the call ending, you see haechan’s name on your screen. you waited a few more seconds until he decides to drop the call, but he didn’t and you grew tired of hearing your ringtone, so you answered. “what?” you say. “i got off the game, i’m sorry baby.” “i’m going to sleep, you can go play for how long you want. i don’t care.” before you could end the call, he pouts. “come on baby, i’m sorry. i’ll listen to you now, i’m all yours.” you roll your eyes. you really wanted to talk to haechan, but you’re so annoyed with him right now. “so, tell me, what did you do hyejin about the paper?” “i removed her name! and after doing so, she starts complaining. she has no right whatsoever to even complain! i can't believe her. oh! during lunch, some group of…” you continued to ramble as haechan looks at you with loving eyes, and all he could think of is how lucky he is to have you in his life. “i love you, y/n.” he whispers.

note: i have been so busy with uni, i can’t find time to write, but i have so much ideas in mind. i’ll try my best to write them, but i have some drabbles written already, i’ll post them when i can.

Ma’am I wanna request tooth rotting fluff with Lee Donghyuck

Please babes?

sure~~ Your Warmth [Lee Donghyuck X Fem!Reader] [Request By : @itaintlavuu ] //Fluff// . . After a long day of work, Lee Y/n returned home and was lying on the big and comfortable bed. She glances at the clock to check the time. '11:30 PM'. "It's late.... Hyuck must be coming..." Just the time she was thinking this to herself, the doorbell rang that her husband, Lee Donghyuck, was home. "Y/n-ah~~ I'm home~", Donghyuck said in a loud voice from the living room downstairs. Y/n rushes downstairs to him and hugs him tightly. H e pats her head and asks in a soft voice, "how was work today? you never hug me this tight...." Y/n replies in a low voice, "It was good but I am tired... I want something comforting hehe that's why I hugged u so hard"

"Oh... I'll just change my clothes.... wait for me in the bedroom. ok?"

Y/n simply nods and goes to the shared bedroom.

Donghyuck takes a shower and goes in their bedroom. He saw Y/n already curled up in a blanket, looking like a big ball. He goes near her just to see that his lovely wife was already asleep. Flashing a small smile at the sight of her sleeping like a baby, he plops on the bed next to Y/n, hugging her from behind.

"Y/n-ie~~" no answer. "is my baby asleep~~?" again, no answer. Hyuck pouts at the fact that she's not responding. So, in order to get attention from Y/n, he goes in front of her and hugs her tightly. Y/n whines in sleep because Hyuck was hugging her T I G H T L Y. "What do you want Hyuck~?" Y/n asks in a sleepy voice. "I want to cuddle you 🥺" Hyuck says with the biggest doe eyes. Y/n smiles softly and kisses Hyuck's plump lips like they are some fragile glass article.

Hyuck pulls her closer by waist and slowly starts placing delicate kisses on her milky white neck. "Your so pretty..." Hyuck says, moving the strand of hair, which was covering her beautiful face, behind her ears. "Thanks..." Y/n smiles softly and hides her, now, red face in the pillow. Hyuck hugs her and snuggles his, now swollen but cute, face in her neck. Y/n could smell his cologne and sweat. He was really worked out and you could tell that by feeling his heavy breathing on your skin.

You start caressing his head when u start hearing soft snores. You glance over to him only to find him sleeping peacefully. You chuckle to yourself at the adorable sight in front of you. You slowly put Hyuck's head in your chest and place a soft kiss on his head.

"Good night, my Hyuckie" you smile and hear a sleepy voice responding back to you. "Good night Y/n-ie"

//END//

𝙳𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚞 - 𝚌𝚑.𝟸 - 𝙷𝚊𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜

𝚌𝚑.𝟷 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚌𝚑.𝟹

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟸 : 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎

“Good morning,” Donghuck smirks. “have fun last night?”  

You sit silently seething with rage, looking away from him, trying to figure out what really happened while you were drunk. 

“Why are you being so quiet now?” he asks with that smirk still plastered on his face. “I mean, you were screaming all last night.”

“What the hell did you do to me?” You snap.

“What? You were begging me for it,” Donghyuck laughs. “Don’t you remember, baby?” He reaches up and gently caresses your cheek. You instantly smack his hand away and without thinking you attempt to smack his face. “You asshole,” you scream, fighting back tears.

Donghyuck grabs both of your wrists, pinning them down above your head, “does this feel familiar?” he asks with his classic shit eating grin on his face. “Or do you need me to refresh your memory?”

That comment crosses the line, he went too far. You now remember everything you despise in that man. “You asshole,” you yell as you struggle to break free from his grip. Donghyuck couldn’t help but laugh, amused by your reaction. He releases your wrists assuming you sustained enough embarrassment for one day. You quickly hop out of bed, realizing you were still completely naked.

“I don’t mind looking at you like this,” Donghyuck winks.

His words were disgusting but you couldn't think of a comeback for something so foul. You grab your clothing, quickly dressing before running out of his room with your shoes still in your hand. You slam the door behind you as you exit, hoping it'll deter Donghyuck from following you but unfortunately, he does whatever he wants and is closely behind. 

You spot a younger man that you don’t recognize sitting alone in the garage, eating what appears to be cereal. Although it doesn’t make a difference to you who he is or what he hears, all you know is you need to get as far away from the asshole as possible. 

“Get me two bowls for cereal,” Donghyuck orders as you feel him grab your wrist from behind, stopping you in your tracks and forcing you to face him. “Where the hell are you going?”

“It’s none of your business,” you snap, not wanting to look at him. You harshly pull your arm away, attempting to walk away.

“Hey, I’m talking to you nicely here,” he huffs, quickly grabbing your arm again.

“And why are you all of a sudden being nice?” you ask, starting to get angrier. Angry isn't the best word to describe what you are feeling but it's close enough. “Why? Trying to be my knight in shining armor? Huh? Who the hell offers breakfast after a night like that?” You pull your arm away from his grip once again.

Donghyuck, becoming irritable, looks around searching for the right words. “No, I’m not trying to be a fucking hero. I just need you to understand that I will kill you if you tell anybody about what happened.”

‘The nerve of this man’ you thought. Who does he actually think he is?

“Don’t you worry,” you say before thinking it through. “An embarrassing night like that…I wouldn’t dream of reliving it by telling anyone.”

You turn and walk away leaving Donghyuck behind lost for words. No one ever talks to him that way, he can't believe that you have the balls to do it, and so eagerly as well. You walk down the street attempting to order an Uber.

When you finally get home to the safety of your dorm, you want to kiss the floor. You had never been so happy to be at home. You immediately undress, turning on the shower. You step inside your shower hoping to erase all of the memories of your drunken mistake. You feel disgusting by both your choices and actions. How could you have made such poor decisions? How could you allow yourself to get so drunk that you didn’t even know you were with the man you hated the most? It wasn’t Jisung, it was Donghyuck the whole night and this was something you now have to live with from here on out. You're finding it difficult to handle the emotions any longer and the floodgates begin to open up. Tears start to stream down your face and you fall to the floor of the shower, the hot water burning your skin as you sulk in your self-loathing. Once the water gets cold, you turn off the shower, dry your tears, and attempt to pull yourself together. You throw on some lounging clothing and lay down on your sofa. You know you should attend class but must avoid Donghyuck at all costs.

You look down at your phone, debating on whether you should call your mom when you hear people talking. Their voices are so clear that you wonder if people are on your balcony.

“Oh come on Yeji, I’m so sorry.”

That voice sounds so familiar. But it's not possible, it just can't be him.

“Please don’t be mad at me. I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

You slowly sit up. That’s Donghyuck’s voice. But why is he on your balcony? You creep outside, noticing Donghyuck and some girl on the balcony next to yours.

“And how are you planning on making it up to me exactly?” Yeji asks, with a smile on her face. You can tell she was enjoying teasing him, which makes you feel something that you cannot explain.

“I’ll do whatever you tell me to,” he smiles back.

You lean over the railing trying to act natural, but you can't deny that you want to see what's happening.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” the girl says while looking at you. “I didn’t know you were fully moved in or we wouldn’t have been so loud.”

You are caught off guard and don't know how to respond. You want to play it cool and not show the wrong emotions or act suspiciously.

“It’s ok, she’s the one who well…” Donghyuck says getting closer to the girl and whispers. You can't hear what's said which makes you uncomfortable.

The girl smiles politely, “Well I’m Yeji. I’m so glad I finally get to meet my new neighbor.”

You smirk, knowing Donghyuck must be worried about how this is going to play out. That alone brings you joy. “I’m Y/N. I didn’t realize that Donghyuck would be able to get a girl like you.”

He wraps his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulder, “You always do this, Y/N... you go after men who are already taken.”

You take an exaggerated breath before speaking, “I wish the best to you two,” you smile before walking back inside of your apartment. The smile instantly drops from your face, once inside.

You plop back down on the sofa, dozing off to sleep in no time. You wake to the sound of your phone going off, after seeing that it's your best friend calling, you silence the call and continue to lay in silence. You aren’t ready to confess anything to your friends, if you say it out loud there is no more denying the truth.

After a full day of self-loathing, you decide to get up. You have to try to distract yourself from everything bad in your life. You get dressed and head over to the university pool to get some much needed exercise.

You are hoping to have the pool to yourself. Most students are either studying or drinking by this time of the day. But as soon as you walk out of the locker room you realize your expectation is shortly lived.

“I can do it myself,” Jisung whines. Even though he rejected you, you still can't shake your feelings. You still want him and you still want him to love you.

“Don’t be so stubborn,” Karina says. “I want to do it for you.”

“I’m not a baby, Karina,” Jisung insists.

“I didn’t say you are,” she snaps. “Now give me your arm.”

“Fine,” Jisung hesitantly agrees, putting his arm out for Karina to wrap with an ace bandage.

You walk towards them, listening to their little exchange, suffering in silence.

“See, it’s so much better when you let someone else do the wrapping. It gets tighter,” Karina explained, looking at Jisung with so much love in her eyes. 

“Thank you,” Jisung smiles. “You always take such good care of me.”

“That’s only because you take such good care of me,” Karina giggles, placing her hand on his leg.

You watch as the jealousy continues to grow. You can't stop thinking about that night.

“Because the only person I have feelings for is Karina,” Jisung stated.

You feel the tears welling up again and you have to look away. This is too painful. You sit on the pool's edge and slowly lower your body into the water wanting to wash away the memories. All the little moments you shared with Jisung running through your mind. It hurts so much, you want to forget it all.

Donghyuck spends the evening attempting to show his girlfriend how sorry he is for standing her up the other night. He feels guilty for a multitude of reasons but is only able to express the guilt for abandoning his beloved girlfriend.  They end their evening inside her dorm room. Yeji is busy doing her nighttime routine as Donghyuck sits alone on her bed, patiently waiting. His phone goes off, signaling he received a text from his friend, Jaemin.

JAEMIN: Don't forget tomorrow is Jisungs birthday. You can’t bail on us

Donghyuck exhales out of frustration before setting his phone down on the bed next to him. He looks at his girlfriend, almost afraid to tell her of his prior engagement. 

“I had so much fun with you tonight, muffin,” Donghyuck smiles, trying to ease into the bad news.

“Me too,” Yeji returns the smile. “Dinner was delicious.”

“It really was,” he nods. “So...tomorrow is Jisung’s birthday.”

The smile drops from Yeji's face as she turns around in her chair to look at him. “Ok and?”

“Well, I’m going to take Jisung out for his birthday with the boys. We gotta do something special for him this year but you can come with, if you want,” Donghyuck explains.

“No, that’s ok,” Yeji sighs. “I have a project that I need to work on with Yuna anyway so I’ll just go over to her place. You have fun.”

“Do you want help?” he offers, displaying a goofy smile.

Yeji laughs, “I want to do well on the assignment so it would probably be best if you didn’t help.”

“Hey,” Donghyuck grins. “I’m doing a lot better in school these days.”

“Yea I know, but it’s your friend’s birthday, you don’t want to be tied down with your girlfriend and miss it,” Yeji insists.

“Ok fine, how about this,” Donghyuck starts. “Tomorrow night, I won’t stay out long. Then, we can meet back here for a little cuddle time.”

Yeji smiles widely, nodding her head in response. She stands and walks over to her bed, sitting down next to her boyfriend. “I’m really tired, I think I’m ready to go to bed.”

Donghyuck smirks, pulling the covers down ready to climb inside the bed, “yea me too,” he says eagerly.

“Nooooo,” Yeji state. “You know you can’t sleep in my bed. We’ve talked about this.”

“But baby, we’ve been together for over a year now…”

“Are you saying that I’m not worth waiting for?” Yeji asks.

“Of course you're worth the wait but how much longer are you going to make me wait?” Donghyuck whines.

“I don’t have an answer for that,” Yeji sighs, lightly pushing him off her bed so she could sleep alone.

Donghyuck leans down and kisses her forehead before crawling on the sofa and attempting to get some sleep.

Emotions are a bitch, and currently you are dealing with an infinite amount of them. The heartbreak alone would be hard enough but now you added self-pity, loathing, and shame to the slew. 

You walk around the university grounds aimlessly, simply looking for a distraction of sorts. You end up standing on the bridge of hope, looking down at the water below. You stare down fixated on the currents and how peaceful the scene is. You move closer to the edge…

𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟 | 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 | 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝

Take out

Pairing: rockstar boyfriend haechan x fem! Reader

Genre: rockstar au, smut

Warnings: rockstar haechan, smut, hair pulling, doggy style kinda, haechan marking reader to let people that his, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it people!!!), aftercare, dom haechan if you squint. I think that’s it!!

Summary: your at the after party with boyfriend that is apart of a band until something unexpected happens

A/N: this is a request and I didn’t see it until today so I’m sorry babes and I hope you’re satisfied with this 🤧

MDNI 🔞

You’re at the after party with your boyfriend who was talking with his bandmates at the time but still keeping a close eye on you.

Your talking with your friend on the couch until a guy comes up “hey baby wanna dance with me” the rando says looking in your eyes with a smug smirk on his face “no thank you” you say in the most polite way you can tell him “awww come one just one dance and I’ll leave you alone ba-“ and before he can his words out haechan is standing behind “ i think she said no buddy” he says looking the guy dead in his eyes “ who they are you” slurring at the end of his words “I’m her boyfriend that’s who I am” he says putting his hand in his pockets “y/n get up and let’s go” he says looking at you.

You give your friend a farewell and walk away with your Boyfriend until a the guy tries to grab your hand but haechan grabs your hand and speeds up the pace, until your in the bathroom, he pulls you in the bathroom lock the door behind him and going straight for your neck “h-hycuck” you say when he bites a sensitive part of your neck, he bites and suck on the sensitive parts on your neck so hard that your covered in purple hickeys. He growls in your ear “relax baby just let me take care of you” he says wrapping your legs around his waist to carry you to the sink.

He lifts up your skirt moving your pantys to the side and sliding two fingers into your cunt easily cause your already soaking for him by his touch.

“So wet for me” he says against your ear, moving his fingers in and out of your cunt. You bite your lip to contain the noise so hard that you can taste your blood from your lip. After he’s down prepping you he pull down his black jeans along with his briefs.

he pulls you off the sink and turns you around so you are facing the mirror and your chest laying on the cold surface, he teases your entrance with his cock so much that you can’t hold your moans in anymore “h-hyuck s’to much” you say your Laying your done on the cold surface “don’t put your head look at the mirror” he says grasping you hair and making you look up “I’m gonna fuck you and your gonna look in the mirror or else you don’t get to cum princess” he says with a mischief smirk on his face.

He pushes his cock into making both of you moan in unison at how tight your walls clench around him “f-fuck baby I prepped you for my cock and your still tight” he says growling, he lets you adjust until he starts thrusting into you hard making you yelp at the sudden intrusion “f-fuck” you say keeping your eyes on your boyfriend behind you.

“F-faster p-please” you say your climax coming he then leans down onto you his chest against your back, his hand that not occupied with your slides under you and starts rubbing your bud fiercely “m’gonna c-cum” you say legs beginning to weaken. Biting down on your collarbone so hard that he was sure it was going to leave a mark “cum for me baby” he says thrusting into you more harder and rough then before “f-fuck” you say as your eyes roll to the back of your head and after a few more thrusts haechan cums into your gummy walls some leaking out of you cunt.

That’s when he comes back to reality and cleans you up “since I fucked you so hard that your legs hurt I think I should buy you some food” he says chuckling at how your limping towards the door “let me help you” he says wrapping your arm around him and walking out of the party, helping you get into the car “want some take out?” He says giving that beautiful smile you loved so much “sure”

THE END

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Forbidden Feelings

paring: haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

a/n - if you want to be on the tag list lmk ❤️

profiles [1] — profiles [2]

1. welcome y/n

2. nature 🌻!

3. the wedding

4. the wedding pt2

Forbidden Feelings

paring haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

PROFILES 1 - y/n & friends

- Y/N is a first-year college student majoring in Environmental Science, driven by a passion for sustainability and protecting the planet. She has a quiet confidence about her, with a natural curiosity for the world and an easygoing personality that draws people in. Y/N has sharp, observant eyes and a warm smile that reflects her kindness, and she’s always quick to lend a hand to friends or engage in deep conversations about environmental issues. Being Mark Lee's younger sister, she’s already familiar with a few people on campus, but she prefers to make her own way rather than ride on his reputation. She shares some of Mark’s laid-back charm but has a softer, more introverted side. What she doesn’t know is that Haechan, one of her brother’s closest friends, has been harboring a crush on her for quite some time. While she’s oblivious to his feelings, there’s a natural chemistry between them that Haechan can’t seem to ignore.

- Karina is one of Y/N's closest and oldest friends, having met her in middle school when they instantly clicked despite their different backgrounds. Born into a well-known and influential family, Karina is a "nepo baby," with parents deeply rooted in the entertainment industry. She grew up in the spotlight, but she carries herself with surprising humility, never letting her family’s fame define her. Majoring in Music, Karina is immensely talented in her own right, with a voice that captivates anyone who listens and a flair for performance that comes naturally to her. Confident, stylish, and always composed, Karina is the type of person who effortlessly stands out in a crowd. She’s fiercely protective of Y/N, having been by her side through thick and thin since their early school days. While some might assume she’s privileged or aloof, Karina is warm and deeply loyal to the people she cares about. Beneath her glamorous exterior, she’s just a regular girl navigating her passions and trying to step out of her family's shadow to forge her own path in the music industry.

- Felix has been Y/N's best friend for as long as she can remember, their bond cemented by the close friendship between their mothers. Practically family, Felix has always been a comforting presence in Y/N’s life, and they share an unbreakable connection that goes back to their earliest memories. Majoring in Fashion, Felix is known for his impeccable sense of style and a creative flair that makes him stand out. He has a natural eye for trends and an effortless way of putting together outfits that reflect his artistic spirit. Felix is breathtakingly beautiful, with features that draw attention wherever he goes. But despite his striking appearance, he’s incredibly down-to-earth and approachable. His easygoing, super sweet personality makes him beloved by everyone, and he has a gift for making people feel comfortable and valued. Felix is the type of person who can light up a room just by walking into it, always ready with a smile and a kind word. He’s Y/N’s biggest cheerleader, offering her unwavering support and understanding whenever she needs it, all while pursuing his dreams in the fashion world with quiet confidence and grace.

- Yeji is one of Y/N’s best friends, a bond that formed in middle school and has only grown stronger over the years. She is strikingly beautiful, with features that are both unique and captivating. Her rare, catlike eyes are what stand out the most, giving her an alluring, almost mysterious quality. Yeji’s beauty is undeniable, and she turns heads wherever she goes, effortlessly attracting attention from men and women alike. However, despite the constant attention, Yeji remains humble and grounded, never letting her looks define her. Majoring in Photography, Yeji is passionate about capturing the world through her lens. She has a natural talent for seeing beauty in the everyday and creating stunning visuals, often turning the camera on her friends, including Y/N. Behind her breathtaking appearance is a creative soul, someone who expresses herself through her art. She’s confident and knows her worth, but she’s also fiercely protective of her friends, always ready to step in and offer advice or defend them when needed. Yeji’s elegance, combined with her artistic vision, makes her a powerful presence in any room, but at her core, she’s just a girl who loves her friends and her craft.

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Forbidden Feelings

paring haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

PROFILES 2 - haechan & friends

- Haechan, a lively and charismatic college student, is used to getting along with everyone. Known for his quick wit and playful personality, he’s a social butterfly who never struggles to make friends. However, there’s one person who makes him nervous in a way he’s never felt before—Y/N, the younger sister of his best friend, Mark Lee. As Y/N enters college as an Environmental Science major, Haechan finds himself constantly drawn to her thoughtful nature and quiet confidence. Even though he's been close with Mark for years, Haechan has always seen Y/N as off-limits—both out of respect for his friendship with Mark and his own fear of ruining things. But as he spends more time around her, his crush begins to grow, becoming harder to hide. Caught between his loyalty to Mark and his growing feelings for Y/N, Haechan finds himself navigating a complicated situation. He’s torn between keeping his emotions under wraps or taking a risk that could change his friendship—and possibly his future. As Y/N remains oblivious to his feelings, Haechan has to decide whether to take a chance on love or keep his secret buried.

- Mark Lee is Y/N’s laid-back older brother, known for his calm and easygoing demeanor that instantly puts people at ease. He’s the type of guy who seems to handle everything effortlessly, whether it’s his studies, his friendships, or the constant attention he gets from girls who are always swooning over him. Majoring in Music, Mark is incredibly talented, with a natural gift for songwriting and performing, making him a standout on campus. Despite his popularity, Mark is humble and down-to-earth, never letting the attention get to his head. He’s protective of Y/N, always looking out for her while giving her the space to grow on her own. Mark’s chill, no-drama personality makes him the kind of friend everyone wants, and he has a loyal circle around him, including Haechan, one of his closest friends. With his charming smile and laid-back vibe, Mark effortlessly balances being both the cool guy on campus and the supportive older brother.

- Renjun is one of Haechan’s closest friends, though he’s quite the opposite of his outgoing personality. Renjun is quiet, introspective, and a little shy, preferring to observe rather than take the spotlight. His love for nature and art makes him a thoughtful soul, with a deep appreciation for the beauty in the world around him. Whether he’s sketching in his notebook or taking long walks to clear his mind, Renjun finds solace in the calmness of nature. He’s majoring in a field that aligns with his passions, and he shares an Environmental Science class with Y/N. Though he tends to keep to himself in class, Renjun admires Y/N's dedication to environmental issues and often finds himself quietly supporting her ideas during discussions. While he’s reserved, Renjun has a kind heart, and once people get to know him, they see the depth of his creativity and compassion. His friendship with Haechan is an interesting balance while Haechan is the life of the party, Renjun is the calming presence who keeps things grounded.

- Jeno has been one of Haechan’s best friends since grade school, and the two share a long history filled with inside jokes and a close bond that has only grown stronger over time. Jeno is known for his easygoing and reliable nature, always there for his friends whenever they need him. He has a quiet confidence that makes him approachable, and while he’s not one to seek attention, his warm personality naturally draws people in. Majoring in Photography, Jeno has a keen eye for detail and loves capturing the world through his lens. His passion for photography is personal, especially since his relationship with Jaemin, his boyfriend, has become his favorite subject. Jeno often takes photos of Jaemin, finding beauty and inspiration in the small, everyday moments they share. Their relationship is full of warmth and affection, and Jeno’s photography is his way of capturing the love and happiness they have together. Jeno's loyalty and artistic nature make him a deeply valued friend. His dedication to both his art and his relationship with Jaemin shines through in everything he does.

- Jaemin is one of Haechan’s best friends from grade school, known for his stunning, almost ethereal beauty that has quickly gained him a following, especially on social media. His sharp features and captivating smile make him stand out wherever he goes, but despite his popularity, Jaemin is naturally an introvert. Around strangers, he can be quiet and reserved, but when he’s with his close-knit circle Haechan, Jeno, and the rest of their group his true, playful self comes out. His extroverted side shines when he feels comfortable, and his humor and warmth are infectious in the right company. Majoring in Art, Jaemin is deeply passionate about drawing, and his favorite subject is, unsurprisingly, his boyfriend Jeno. He finds endless inspiration in Jeno, often sketching him in candid moments, capturing not just his appearance but the love and connection they share. Jaemin’s art is an extension of his emotions, and his drawings of Jeno hold a special significance, a private expression of their relationship. While he’s often admired for his looks, those close to him know that his real beauty lies in his kindness, creativity, and the way he pours his heart into everything he loves—including Jeno.

- Chenle, one of Haechan's best friends, has a magnetic charm that draws people in effortlessly. Born into wealth, he's a classic nepo baby, but you wouldn't guess it from his friendly, down-to-earth nature. Basketball is his passion, and his admiration for Stephen Curry shows in his precision and dedication on the court. Majoring in athletics, Chenle balances his studies with his love for the game. But beyond his talents, what stands out the most is his playful spirit. He’s always cracking jokes or goofing around, making every moment with him light and fun. His high-pitched laughs are iconic, filling the room with an infectious joy that has everyone smiling and laughing along. With Chenle, there’s never a dull moment he’s the kind of friend who makes life brighter just by being around.

- Jisung, Haechan’s younger best friend who is y/n’s age, is the quiet, thoughtful type. He’s shy, preferring to stay in the background while keeping a watchful eye on those he cares about. Though he may not always be the loudest in the group, he has a nurturing side that makes him the one who checks in on everyone, ensuring they’re alright. It’s his way of making sure he’s okay too by seeing to others' well-being. Majoring in environmental science alongside Renjun, Jisung has a deep connection with nature and a passion for preserving it. His calm, introspective nature blends well with his studies, and his quiet strength makes him someone everyone can rely on.

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Forbidden Feelings

paring: haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

1. WELCOME Y/N

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paring: haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

2. NATURE 🌻!

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Forbidden Feelings

paring: haechan x fem¡reader

synopsis: college student haechan who has a crush on his best friend mark lee’s sister. whom by the way is COMPLETELY off limits to his friends.

genre: smau

3. THE WEDDING

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Sweet Release | Lee Haechan.

summary: haechan tries to keep his composure on Instagram live in your shared hotel room, as you give him the head he deserves after an undeniably, and physically demanding concert performance.

Genre: smut (mdni) 18+ warnings! ⟶ nsfw, handjob, cum eating, sulky haechan, oral, sexually descriptive, reader cries while swallowing. Word Count: 0.7k

Thinking about Haechan being dumbfounded as you delicately pump his cock behind the phone he holds with his sweaty palm. Fingers decorated in his favorite silver rings you wished were around your neck instead.

His pretty head leans on the cushioned headboard, eyes dazed behind his clear glasses from him being deliciously coated in your warm slick for the past three minutes or so. Moistened pink lips leave wet kisses on the underside of his thick length causing him to twitch and spill beads of his seed onto your fist—your own nectar arousing at your sacred core as your eyes well up with tears—his lips parting unconsciously, all while his delusional fangirls thirst over him in the speedily chat wishing they were in your position.

Teasing him and clinging to him in secret behind the camera is something you always did. Whether it be with the rest of dream, 127, or solo, you’re always there waiting patiently for it to end, or impatiently like tonight when he’s alone, tempting him to want to eat you alive and so publicly riled up that he can’t beg for more even if he wanted to.

Haechan reads a comment with his half lidded eyes of someone who notices the love bites on the sides of his neck and his mind is completely too blank to care, but before he decides he can’t handle your sensual touch anymore he reaches down to stop your hand from trying to stroke him any further and angles his camera just above his pressed lips.

He always came fast, that’s what you love about him, how pouty he usually gets when he knows you can ruin him in typically under ten minutes, but you know he loves it. Sometimes on days where he’s being too much of a brat as usual, you experiment with edging just to tease and make him last a little longer. The truth is there’s just something so satisfying about seeing how confident he is on stage in front of thousands of people and the differentiating submissive personality he has in the bedroom, or anywhere with you in that matter.

You smirk as he tells his fans he’ll be ending the live early tonight in that baby voice of his, knowing damn well that when he speaks to you, an authentic rich and low tone escapes him, one he’s slipped out carelessly in a few recent videos with his friends.

Bringing your hand back down to caress his beautifully tanned exposed thighs where you’ve left hickeys that are still trying to heal from the previous nights, he whines, playing it off as he always does, pulling at his cardigan button for no apparent reason.

You know he’s close, so you plant soft quiet, moist kisses on his bruises as he thrusts himself into your slowly twisting fists. He looks so perfect being so achy as you tilt your head up slightly to look at him through your wet fluttering lashes.

You twirl your tongue around his throbbing leaking tip before slipping him into your mouth once more, sinking all the way down and lazily drooling around his pulsating cock. Your nose meets his faint happy trail as his thighs and stomach tense at his climax. Fuck.

Haechan involuntarily jerks his hips upwards repeatedly and rolls his glazed eyes, biting his bottom lip until it turns pale from the pressure. He releases his sweet warm seed down your throat as you continuously swallow and suck him off, tears running down your flushed face, all while coincidentally pointing his camera to the wall that reveals the outline of your shadows in full display.

He knows he’ll be scolded in the morning for this, but he couldn’t care less. He’ll just do it again ‘cause this definitely isn’t the first and won’t be the last time.

Maybe he’ll even be a double menace after tomorrow nights concert by playing an unreleased original as he reciprocates the favor to you immediately after being lectured by his frustrated management.

Besides, from the perspective of the thousands of viewers who will always run back, they’ll be eager for more.

And suddenly an unexpected video call with their idol is over and the live cuts off with no further explanation, except that of a deep and heavenly moan resonating from your boyfriend, Lee Donghyuck.

Author’s Note: Hi! Thank you SO much for reading! So, of course inspiration struck me out of nowhere again when I was planning on going to sleep, but it hit before midnight and I trusted the process ‘cause you know when I actually WANT to write I can’t, but I’m MORE than happy to have received that random spark last night. 😭😵‍💫🤍 P.S It’s my first time writing and publishing smut (happy tears).

I hope you enjoyed! Feedback is deeply appreciated, with love @hisunflower ❀

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early for you, late for others | lee haechan.

Genre: Fluff. | Word Count: 0.5k. | No warnings.

Author’s Note: I suddenly started writing the most random thing and here we are— my brain’s telling me something!!! No time is wasted? Time is precious with the ones you love? Anyway, enjoy!! I love soft Haechan <3

Thinking about Haechan whispering to you that you have to get up for work, but he doesn’t yell or give off the slightest vibe of annoyance from your alarm blaring.

He knows how tired you’ve been from working all week. It’s completely understandable, you’re not the only one.

“Baby…” he says lowly. Your boyfriend is back from the bathroom where he had freshened up for the morning.

You heard everything, but it was comforting knowing he’s there. The toilet flushing, the shower running, the occasional dropping of a product on the floor by accident, his electrical toothbrush and the sound of his house shoes sweeping across the floorboards when he came back to bed.

The mattress sinks in beside you as he sits. He reaches for your phone and turns off the alarm. You only have one set ‘cause you know you can trust that he’ll wake you if you’re ever close to oversleeping.

He smells like coconut. That’s your shampoo.

The two of you usually slept in on weekends, but you’ve both been working overtime due to your work schedules.

“Hyuck, how do you do it?” You groan, peaking at him through half lidded eyes. You slept late, staying up watching your favorite show. It was worth it, yet now you’re as tired as you were when you arrived home from work yesterday.

He’s wide awake. Still in his pajamas after his shower, but wide awake. He doesn’t have to be at work as early as you.

He leans down, lifting his legs onto the bed and scooting his body next to yours, until he’s resting on your pillow with one arm. “What was that baby?”

You turn your head to him. Hair a mess. “How do you get up everyday, get ready and just not procrastinate?”

“Me? Not procrastinate? I think everyone procrastinates—it’s just a matter of how they do it. I’m late to work all of the time, but it’s just ‘cause I’m handling more important things here. He’s smiling. (Fyi: He usually just hangs around as you get ready for work. Sometimes even making you lunches or rambling about the most random things. It’s always a surprise with him, but you love it and miss it when you don’t have it). It just looks like procrastination...especially by the time I get to my job.”

He places his free arm over your waist and gently feels along your soft skin as he speaks. “I get up everyday because you give me the strength to. Everyday isn’t perfect, it can be hard, but I get ready first so I can come back to see my beautiful girlfriend in her most authentic form.”

Haechan looks at you and doesn’t hesitant to physically adore you. His hand comes up to move your frizzy hair out of your face, which is extra volumized this morning, making him laugh. He softly squishes your puffy blushed cheeks together, pressing a kiss to your lips over and over again until you’re giggling into his smooches.

“I love you Hyuck.” You’re fully conscious.

“I love you more y/n.” He’s fully in love.

You reach to kiss him again, “I love you most.”

“Impossible...” He returns, caressing your cheek with his thumb and tracing the curved smile of your bottom lip.

-

You have no clue just how quickly he sprints through those doors from work to come home to you, the person on the other side of the door to his heart.

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[ ALWAYS FOREVER ]

chapter nine. we ate 😼

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Até os Fuckboys têm coração ❤️

Pairing: Haechan universitário e leitora universitária

Notas: É aquilo né, tava com aquela ideia, e acho que seria bom compartilhar com a comunidade cadelinhas do haechan. Principalmente pra querida @sunshyni ❤️o vídeo é esse aqui. Aproveitem 🙂 [não revisado]

Haechan era um nome conhecido pelos campus da Universidade Neo, você nunca tinha o visto de fato, mas todas as meninas falavam sobre ele. Típico fuckboy que pega todas sem se preocupar com o dia de amanhã, e você sabia bem que não era esse o tipo de problemas que gostaria de atrair, então decidiu desde o dia 1, que ficaria longe dele.

Um plano simples que funcionou bem até. Você seguiu sua vida, focou nos estudos, conheceu pessoas legais, e escutava as fofocas sobre Lee Haechan, e ficava inacreditada que mesmo sabendo sobre o jeitinho dele, elas continuam a cair no papinho do menino. Tudo estava lindo, estava dando certo, até que o universo decidiu que todo seu esforço seria em vão.

Um trabalho para a matéria de Estudos Literários, que era preciso ser em grupo, você se juntou a Karina e Ningning, que por acaso eram amigas do menino em questão. Não seria um problema, na verdade nem tinha pensado sobre, mas enquanto as três andavam pelo campus marcando sobre quando, onde e como fariam o trabalho, até uma risada alta chamar atenção das três.

O som veio da direção de dois carrinhos de golfe que eram controlados por dois rapazes, um moreno de boné e jaqueta rosa acompanhando por um menino que usava o camisa de algum time de basquete e o cabelo moreno claro, e no outro carrinho um menino de cabelo rosa, e roupas que não conseguiu ver, e seu companheiro moreno com uma jardineira branca e camisa tie dye.

Os que dirigiam os carrinhos o faziam em direções opostas, e os dois que estavam do lado de fora, se esticavam para se comprimentarem. Você não pode ver o rapaz de camisa tie dye, mas o de uniforme de basquete é de tirar o fôlego! Ele tinha alguma coisa extremamente atraente, e a forma como ele se sentou no carrinho olhando para sua direção.

— Que idiotas! — Karina zomba assistindo a cena. Você se viro para ela curiosa.

— Conhecem eles?

— Infelizmente sim — Ningning responde cruzando os braços e fazendo uma careta, ela explica que o de cabelo colorido é Chenle e ele cursa economia junto ao rapaz da jardineira que se chama Mark, e os outros dois, Haechan (camisa de basquete) e Jeno (jaqueta rosa) cursam marketing, e de alguma forma, todos eram amigos das meninas.

Tentando ignorar esse novo fator, você segue em frente tentando esquecer também a cena do carrinho de golfe co modo como Haechan pareceu te olhar, mas não pôde negar que finalmente entendeu porque as meninas ainda caíam no seu charme.

...

Por algum motivo depois daquele dia, você viu Hoechan muito mais que nos últimos semestres. Ele estava em todos os lugares, uma vez indo até uma de suas aulas e se sentando no cadeira vazia a sua direita. Karina e Ningning que estavam a sua esquerda se viram pra ele, assim como você, estupefatas com a nova presença.

— O que faz aqui? — Karina investiga o amigo. Haecham se acomoda na cadeira, e a olha como se a garota fosse completamente maluca.

— Vim estudar, não é isso que se faz na faculdade? —Seu tom era de deboche, e infelizmente foi muito atraente da parte dele. Haechan sorri de lado pro você, que entra em pânico interno, com o coração acelerado, mas determinada a ficar longe de problemas,não demonstra apenas erguendo sua sobrancelha. — Qual seu nome?

— Haechan você cursa marketing! — Ningning argumenta, o fazendo a olhar sério, como se ele tivesse uma motivação de verdade para estar ali.

—Dizem que não se pode negar educação pra ninguém, porque querem começar logo comigo?! — Enquanto reclamava, Haechan falava com biquinho, o que te fez rir, um movimento cem por cento errado, uma vez que só chamou mais atenção do moreno.

Depois daquele dia ele ainda apareceu na biblioteca onde faziam trabalho. Tanta movimentação por parte do rapaz chamou atenção das suas duas amigas, que insistiam que ele estava a fim de você, e que por conta disso de tinha parado de correr atrás das outras garotas.

A ideia era estapafúrdia mas ele continuava a aparecer. Até que em um dia cansada de tanta negação, Ningning puxa Haechan para seu lado, e o pressiona:

— Você está afim da s/n, sim ou não? — apesar de ter ficado sem graça, Haechan te olha e você sente suas bochechas ficarem vermelhas

— Tô, tô sim — o sorriso dele te tira o fôlego, e Ningning sorri convencida que estava certa, e como queria ter apostado dinheiro com isso.

— Ótimo, vocês dois podem sair hoje a noite -sua amiga combina ignorando completamente não só sua presença, mas também sua tentativa de impedir aquilo — você passa lá em casa pra buscar ela.

— Por mim tudo bem, mas eu vou sair só com ela né? — dessa vez ele olha pra você, e ele e sua amiga esperam uma resposta sua, que não vê como consegue negar, então aceita.

...

Infelizmente Haechan não é só bonito e charmoso. Ele também é legal, engraçado, gentil, e tinha uma bela mistura de sarcasmo e ironia que não o faziam ser chato, mas ainda mais atraente.

Ele te levou para um parque de diversões, ganhou pelúcias, uma tiara de tigrinho pra ele e pra você, porque vocês tinham que combinar. Te fez ir na montanha russa apesar dos dois estarem com medo, por que seria uma coisa especial pros dois.

— Vem cá, por que eu só fiquei sabendo que uma princesa como você existia esses dias? — Lee pergunta quando será sentam para comer uma batatinha frita com ketchup. Estavam sentados vocês e o grande elefante que ele te dera entre os dois.

— Primeiro: "uma princesa como você" ? É por isso que todas as garotas se apaixonam? — você zomba da escolha de palavras do rapaz que acaba rindo com você (e talvez, só talvez, você tenha gostado de o fazer rir) — e segundo: foi mais uma coisa voluntária mesmo...

— Defina "voluntário", por favor — as sobrancelhas do rapaz se erguem em confusão, e você resolve brincar com as batatas e evitar seu olhar.

— Quando se tem rumores de um cara gatão que só atrai e não se atrai, você meio que sabe que é uma boa ficar de fora...— explica dando de ombros.

— hum... então você me acha gatão? — Haechan solta em tom brincalhão, movendo as sobrancelhas. Enquanto ria você percebe como ele se aproximou e estava quase te beijando, mas em um pânico você coloca o elefante na frente.

...

— Como assim não vai pra festa do Mark?

Você pergunta para Lee Haechan que tinha se jogado no seu sofá. Mark estava dando mais uma de suas milhares festas, mas seu...Haechan não queria ir de jeito nenhum.

— Você vai? — o rapaz que agora está com os cabelos pretos ergue a cabeça pra te olhar quando você aproxima. Ele sentado no sofá ergue a mão para segurar sua cintura e você acaricia seus fios, observando seus olhos pedintes, de quem já implorou pra você ir na festa com ele milhares de vezes.

— Pra ver 50 a sua esquerda se jogando pra você e 50 a sua direita recebendo sua atenção? Não, obrigada!

Depois do melhor encontro forçado que já teve, você acabou se aproximando de Haechan e agora vocês dois têm uma relação... se beijam e se pegam por aí, mas não tem nada sério.

— Eu já falei mil vezes meu amor, — quando você se senta ao lado dele no sofá, o moreno joga seus braços e pernas em cima de você e começou a falar com aquela voz manhosa dele — eu quero você, e só você!

E apesar das palavras e de o ter sempre ao seu lado, você simplesmente não conseguia acreditar nele. Teve amigas que acreditaram em caras como ele, e se arrependeram amargamente, e claro que não queria ser igual a elas.

— Você não acredita né? — Haechan indaga fazendo biquinho, e você suspira explicando mais uma vez a situação, mas ele simplesmente não comprava sua justificativa. — Tudo bem, então vamos pra festa, e você vai ver, como eu tô gamado na sua! — e pra pontuar o que diz, Haechan puxa seu rosto contra o dele, e te beija tirando seu fôlego, e acelerando seu coração.

Acostumada com o efeito do Lee sob você, acaba aceitando o convite e vai pra tal festa. Pensou que assim que chegassem, Haechan te largaria, mas pelo contrario ele te segurou pela cintura e saiu cumprimentando todos e te apresentando como "minha s/n".

Quando se aproximaram de Karina e NingNing que estavam com o resto do grupo de amigos, elas começaram a se cutucar rindo e apontando pra vocês dois.

—Olha só se não é o novo casal da Universidade Neo! — Chenle brinca te entregando uma garrafa de cerveja, conforme você rola os olhos, mas aceita a bebida.

—Ouvi por aí que o Haechan anda chamando ela de "Minha S/n" —Karina adiciona mais fogo na brincadeira.

— Já que ela não me deixa falar que é minha mulher, minha esposa, minha dona...—haechan reclama colocando o braço sob seus ombros, mas deixando um monte de beijos na sua têmpora, te fazendo corar.

Felizmente pra você os meninos arrastaram ele pra um jogo de beer pong, te deixando pra conversar com as meninas, e...Mark.

— Olha eu sei que você não acredita — o moreno começa a falar — e acredite, eu sei por que ele não para de chorar que você não acredita no amor dele e tals — ele diz rolando os olhos e você ri por que consegue ver Haechan realmente fazendo isso — mas ele não desgruda de você, faz tudo por você, só fala de você, e o mais importante, não fica com ninguém além de você!

Você paralisa escutando o rapaz, e observando Haechan de longe. Lee jogava animado, mas virava pra te olhar praticamente de cinco em cinco segundos, sorrindo e jogando charme.

— Pelo bem dos nossos ouvidos — Karina segura seu braço e te olha pedinte — por favor o tire desse tormento!

Ao final daquela noite, enquanto saíam, Haechan comenta com o grupo "Vou levar minha S/n pra casa", quando você faz uma careta o que o preocupa levemente. Você o olha de cima à baixo cruzando os braços "Pensei que eu fosse sua mulher".

Pode ter demorado um pouco pra fixa cair, mas assim que Hechan entende o que quer dizer, voa pra cima de você, com as comemorações dos seus amigos ao fundo.

"Coisas de Dançarino..." Haechan

Lee Haechan!Dançarino X Leitora!Dançarina

Avisos: Provocações infantis, linguagem imprópria (desculpa não sei o que colocar 😬 )

Notas: Então né gente, Surtos da meia noite que só saem no outro dia... Era pra ser uma coisa, acabei focando em outra, e quando era pra sair melhor o que eu planejei saiu bem meia boca, mas no final tudo junto até que deu certo (eu acho). Acho que é isso, boa leitura! ☺️

P. S: Será se devo postar o que imaginei, mesmo que seja pequeno?

Dividers by: @cafekitsune 🩷 (love your work!)

S/n e hee Donghyunk são nomes conhecidos pelos alunos da Universidade Neo. Os dois são os alunos em destaque do curso de dança, sendo constantemente vistos com suas roupas de ensaio (que por algum acaso ninguém entende como tais peças horríveis parecem incríveis em vocês), fones nos ouvidos, e bolsas repletas de remédios em diversas Formas.

Vocês entraram na Universidade no mesmo ano, porém no começo do curso nunca se cruzaram, foi apenas no segundo semestre que, para a alegria de todas as almas fofoqueiros que também estudam em Neo vocês se cruzaram na aula do Sr. Jordan de "Danças urbanas". Seus amigos em comum, Sabiam quetal encontro poderia ser a melhor coisa do mundo, ou o encontqqro mais desastroso do mundo!

— Eu voto na segunda opção. — Huang Renjun comenta distraído enquanto coloca sua bolsa no canto da sala. Seus outros amigos reclamam alegando que ele estava os amaldiçoando. — Vocês falam como se não conhecessem os dois, eu só estou sendo realista!

E o rapaz não estava errado. Logo nos primeiros minutos de aula se estranharam, pois de acordo com Hyuck você estava no lugar "dele", e de acordo com você "isso é ridículo" e que "não estavam na quinta série". Por conta disso o moreno passou a aula toda tentando te provocar o que te deixou surpresa com tanta infantilidade, mas sem o deixar sem uma resposta (e por conta disso, Huang recebeu olhares feios dos amigos).

Com um encontro tão marcante, vocês passaram a se provocar em toda e qualquer oportunidade que tinham, e passaram a ter muitas, oportunidades, agora que não só dividem três aulas, mas também se encontram com seus outros amigos. E por sua vez, a patota já não aguentaram mais suas provocações e reclamações.

"Você acredita que ela chegou meia hora antes da aula só pra ficar no meu lugar?! Meia hora Jeno!"

"Karina eu juro por Deus! Aquele garoto pediu pro desligar o ar condicionado, só porque ele não ficou no canto! Karina agente tá no verão! São quase 40 graus na sombra!"

Mas haviam coisas que nenhum dos dois poderia negar: Vocês possuiam beleza e talento. Talvez por esses motivos, mesmo não se gostando, não conseguiam reclamar quando eram colocados como dupla nos exercícios. Mesmo os estilos diferentes, vocês se completavam: quando Hyuck focava nos movimentos da parte superior do corpo, você chamava atenção para os membros inferiores; quando ele abusava das isolações e bopings, você realizava os mesmos passos com mais fluidez; e claro, sempre adicionavam detalhes de acordo com seus estilos,ele abusando do hiphop New School, e você com os elementos Old School.

Quem se aproveita dos constantes embates são os outros alunos da Universidade, que sempre colocaram mais lenha na Fogueira, inventando e aumentando histórias sobre os dois. Por isso você sempre evitava ir à festas principalmente quando sabia que Hyuck estaria Lá. Porém era final de semestre você precisava relaxar, e deixar Ningning e Chenle te convencer à ir a festa de Yeri pode não ter sido a melhor decisão (na realidade foi a primeira má decisão de uma longa sequência de mais decisões!).

Vestindo sua melhor roupa, decidiu ignorar a aura maçante de Donghyuck, que estava empenhado em levar uma pobre garota para seu covil, e foi tomar seu primeiro drink com suas amigas... depois o segundo... o décimo... o décimo... quinto?... Bom drinks suficientes para dançar com Hyuck sem nenhuma remarcação irônica ou sarcástica. Apenas você e um Haechan bem gostoso em seus jeans preto Skinny, camisa de botões - também preta-, que você percebeu estar com os dois últimos botões abertos, e aquela jaqueta ridicula preta dele.

Porque raios ele tinha que ficar tão bem vestindo assim?

Porque raios ele tinha que usar o cabelo desse jeito?

Porque raios ele tinha que ser tão cheiroso?

Porque raios ele tinha que falar no seu ouvido para o encontrar no banheiro?

Mesmo tentando, não consegue tirar do cabeça o modo como o moreno te prensava contra a porta com seu próprio corpo, mãos te apalpando firme enquanto seu quadril rodava contra o seu, e os lábios macios do rapaz roubavam todo o ar dos seus pulmões, explorando sua boca como se ele tivesse esperado por tempo demais para te beijar. Quando fecha os olhos consegue escutar voz abafada da Doja Cat que tocava na Festa, misturada com a respiração pesada que dividiam no banheiro, e claro, os gemidos que Hyuck soltava contra sua pele enquanto te marcava, mas também os gemidos roucos que eram proferidos contra sua boca quando você o pegava de surpre sa puxando os Frios de cabelo do rapaz.

É claro que a fofoca que "S/n E Haechan se pegaram forte no banheiro da Yeri" não demorou muito para se proliferar, e você não tar dou em rebater alegando ser mentira, o que não só causou uma dúvida coletivo sobre o que é mentira ou verdade na sua relação, mas também resultou em um Lee Doughyuck incrédulo e Frustrado na porta do seu dormitório. E sem muito esforço, esse mesmo Hyuck te fez engolir não só suas desculpas ("Não significou nada", "A gente tava bebado!"), mas tam bém seu pau.

Na semana seguinte foi você quem bateu no dormitório do rapaz reclamar de uma de suas gracinhas, e claro o fazer calar o boca sentando nele.

Mas mesmo com a mudança secreta e confusa na relação dos dois, suas interações provocativas pareciam ter se intensificado. Até porque sabiam que quanto mais provocações, mais orgasmos tinham. E para Lee essa é melhor preliminar do mundo!

— Vocês tão transando? — Jeno pergunta para vocês dois quando finalmente chegam na pizzaria, claro se provocando. A mesa todo encara o rapaz em silêncio, completamente chocados. Mas logo irrompem em lamúrias abismadas.

— Credo! Por que disse isso? — Renjun indaga, incrivelmente indignado.

— O que? Vocês não perceberam? — Jeno olha a mesa toda mas todos apenas o encaram como se fosse louco. — Os dois tão se provocando mais que nunca, sempre chegam ou saem ao mesmo tempo... sem contar do rumor da festa da Yeri! - Jeno apontou seus fatos.

— Jeno querido... — Ningning chama sua atenção — Cê tá chapado?

— Porque você juntou essas palavras, cara?! - Karina reclama, e a mesa toda começou o atacar, menos você eHaechan que ficam em silencio sorrindo um para o outro. Não que alguém além do já encrencado Jeno tenha percebido.

Com as aulas voltando, o ritmo ficou mais pesado e intenso dificultando para você e Hyuck. Porém sempre podiam usar os "ensaios extras", onde alternavam entre dançar, se pegar, conversar e voltar tudo de novo. E apesar de começar a gostar de verdade um do outro, ambos concordaram em não estar prontos para assumirem e firmar algo (pelo menos você, porquê Lee estava pronto pra se declarar na segunda noite que tiveram juntos).

Mas em um ensaio informal, algumas meninas estavam se jogando para o moreno, que por sua vez parecia amar a tenção. O bicho verde do ciúmes te cega. Ignorando o presença dos resto dos seus amigos, você coloca "Finesse" do Bruno Mars e caminha até o moreno.

Haechan te observa enquanto se aproxima, e meu Deus, só uma encarada sua, foi o suficiente pre o deixar arrepiado. Você o puxa até o centro da sala, e não tem ninguém ali que não esteja os olhando.

A coreografia é energética, e apesar do conceito parecer alegre, os movimentos são bem sensuais. Com os corpos próximos você consegue o provocar ondulado Seu corpo com o dele, mas sem o encostar, fazendo com que o moreno gruna frustrado. Para logo na sequência Hyuck se aproveitar do modo como se arqueia e rebola para de fato roçar sua virilha na sua bunda. Mesmo que milimetricamente afastados, o moreno não parava de a encarar, deixando o corpo seguir instintivamente, só para aproveitar não só a visão de você dançando perfeitamente, mas também saborear o seu modo de marcar seu território. O que Lee considerava ver a coisa mais sexy do mundo.

Quando a música acaba, vocês estão parados ofegantes, o rapaz segura sua cintura firme, encarando sua boca - te fazendo lembrar da noite no banheiro- considerando se podia te beijar, mas é você quem o faz, o puxando pela nuca tomando os lábios alheios nos seu. Quando se afasta, morde o lábio do garoto que grune.

— Meu. — é tudo o que diz.

— Sim Senhora! — é tudo o que ele diz, antes de te abraçar ete atacar de beijinhos. Tentando escapar de Haechan, vê as meninas em um misto de choque e decepção, e então seus amigos entregando dinheiro para Jeno, no que você descobriu ver o pagamento de uma certa oposta.

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[08:52] | nct lee donghyuck | haechan

“I love how you cared for me after, especially last night.”

pairing » nct lee donghyuck (haechan) x fem!reader​

trope/au » ​established relationship au!, marriage!au, non-idol au!

genre » mildly (?; as compared to my latest one before) suggestive but mainly fluff, dad haechan and mum reader, fluffy aftercare morning, just a cute little scenario in the morning, husband haechan who loves you very much, gentle haechan who treats you well, haechan and you both get to be the little/big spoon

word count; estimated reading time » 1626; ~6 mins

warnings (lmk if i missed anything!) » aftercare in the morning (continued from previous night), suggestive talk, reader wears haechan's clothes, reader has hair long enough to be tucked behind the ear, mentions of s*x; from previous night (no smut), haechan touches your lower body momentarily, abdominal cramps after s*x, (a ton of) kissing, pet names (baby girl, bubs), nicknames (hyuck), mildly (?) suggestive sentence at the end, haechan implied to be physically bigger, not proofread 😭

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just a small little something because exam season got me going 🤸🤸🤸🤸

i have a feeling that the next story i release is going to be a long one and is going to be quite emotional (for me at least) so this is a little 180 before that happens!

The sun seeps through the small gaps between your curtain and the birds sing their songs too early for your liking; especially after what happened last night. Blinking your eyes open wasn’t effortful and so was satisfyingly yawning your sleep away. What your overused muscles did not like too much however was when you tried to sit up on the bed, your abdomen forcing your head to lay back on your pillow.

“Okay…” You chuckle to yourself, heat creeping onto your cheek when you remember the events of last night. A hand goes on top of your stomach, stroking your skin and remembering how someone else did the same thing to lull you back to sleep last night.

You turn your head towards that someone, an adoring smile on your face when you’re greeted with his messy morning hair and slightly gaped lips. You couldn’t help but lay on your side to admire Haechan’s features, his relaxed and light snoring making your heart beat faster. His eyelashes took your attention and you couldn’t help but brush the posterior side of your index finger along it, unfortunately stirring him into consciousness.

“Sorry,” You quickly apologised, scooting over closer to him to share some body warmth. You gently pulled his head to your chest, cradling and blocking the sun behind you from reaching him and playing with his black strands, humming a quiet song while your other hand patted his back.

Haechan satisfactorily groans at his wife’s loving touch, snuggling over to bury his nose between the pillow and the crook of your neck, “Morning, bubs.”

“Good morning, Hyuck,” pressing a kiss to the top of his hairline.

“How was your sleep?” His morning voice was still evident, deep and husky; almost like last night but in a more tame and most definitely more innocent way.

“Too good.”

You feel the smirk on your skin as Haechan leans into you to pamper kisses all over the curve of your shoulder, “Yeah?” Up towards your jawline to your chin. His tongue runs free a little bit when he reaches your bottom lip before lightly biting it. “You like that?” Asking after hearing you gasping and closing your eyes. “Baby girl, didn’t get enough action last night?”

A hand sneaks up past your waist, pulling his oversized shirt up and immediately finds its way on your lower body down to your ass. You couldn’t help but whine slightly when Haechan spread his fingers around one of your cheeks, his palm warmer than your body. He lightly grips your body, so differently from last night, and you can’t help but tilt your head down to kiss him as he reminds you of last night. 

You got lost in his lips treating yours so gently, making sure that he pours all his love into you. But as the intensity increased, you forgot about the lower body pain and your husband was alarmed by the way you pulled away suddenly, flopping over on your back with the crease between your eyebrows evident.

Haechan gives you space, backing away just enough to get a proper look at you. He props up to one elbow against the bed, a hand tucking your hair behind your ears, “Hey, what’s wrong?”

You shake your head, a reassuring smile forming on your lips as soon as you see the worry in his eyes. A hand cups Haechan’s jawline, pulling him closer for a kiss. Just like before, Haechan didn’t stop giving you light reminders of his love around your face this time: the tip of your nose, forehead, eyelids and anywhere he could reach without hurting you. The hand that held your lower body moments before is now over the weighted blanket over you both, and he strokes the cotton to where your stomach is below.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you, bubs.”

“You didn’t. Don’t apologise for that, Hyuck.” You immediately attempt to reassure his worries, “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”

“You didn’t, bubs.”

But Haechan still couldn’t help but pout again and you mirror his expression more exaggeratedly in hopes of making the situation lighter; to make sure he knows that he took care of you well straight after as well and that last night shouldn’t be something he should apologise about.

“I love how you cared for me after, especially last night.” A light blush spread across his face and you giggled at the way he face dived into his cushion, red and shy. “Pulling me onto your lap, letting me rest on your shoulder while you dressed me and messaging my body.” 

“Were you okay?” You heard him over the pillow, “I tried to be as gentle as possible.”

“You were super gentle with me,” You nod, acknowledging him, “Non-stop kissing me and telling me that I’m beautiful.”

Haechan turns his head to you, a slight look of confusion on his face, “I’m just stating facts though?”

A push against his shoulder and a light melodic laugh is what you give him. Haechan joins in the laughter, and his hand over your stomach begins to move, his fingers rising and falling delicately. You both just stare at each other, commuting through your eyes the upturned corners of your lips. It wouldn’t be for too long though because this time, it’s your turn to be the little spoon, imitating exactly what you did before plus the addition of his whispers of sweet nothings against your ears. You indulge yourself in his warmth and his natural scent that reminds you of safety and home. The blanket is adjusted, Haechan pulling it up just underneath your eyes and you could swear you could slumber back to sleep at this moment. 

The door clicks open then and there, Haechan’s eyes lighting up at the sight of the little one. The younger girl runs to her parent’s bed like usual but stops in her tracks when Haechan puts a palm out towards her hurriedly, “Don’t jump on the bed, little bean.”

“Why…?” Sadness laced her voice.

“Mumma is in a little bit of pain at the moment,” You peek up behind your blanket, saying a quick greeting to what Haechan would say is a mini version of you. “Come over on this side,” Tapping an empty spot on his side of the bed.

Soon, your child slumps over your husband’s figure, chin resting on his biceps as she looks over to you sadly, “Mumma, are you alright?”

“I am, baby, don’t worry.” You outstretched an arm towards your child, patting her head and successfully putting a smile on your face.

“Whoever hurts my mumma will have to go through me!”

Oh, if only she knew.

“You can’t beat, dadda, bean.” 

…oh my. 

You mentally face-palmed at the conversation unfolding before you. As your child lightly slaps your husband’s arm and asks for a reason why you’re bedridden, you can’t help but hide your face behind your blanket. You hear your husband panicking and stuttering, trying his best to go around the topic whilst also giving her a proper explanation that no, Haechan would never hurt you in that way.

“Dadda! You said you would always take care of mumma!”

“I-I do!”

“Then what is this?” She points at you, “Get away from mumma!”

You could no longer contain your laughter and it was the reason why your child stopped reprimanding her dad. Seeing you smile and laugh was the only reassurance that your child needed because she no longer gave her dad slaps and Haechan mentally thanked you for getting him out of that situation.

But seeing your child awake also reminded you of the time and the empty belly that she must have. Your mother instincts kicked in and your stomach cramp didn’t matter with her in your sight, “Alright, mumma will get up now.” 

“Hey, hey, no you’re not.” Haechan takes hold of your shoulder, grabs the corner of the blanket from the other side of the bed and pulls it to your chest. He hovers above you, heart-shaped eyes decorating his gaze on you. His arm stays there to lock you in, “I’ll take care of her. Just rest, bubs.”

“Hyuck, it’s fine.”

“No.” He curtly responded. “Stay here. I’ll take care of the little gremlin.” 

“Dadda!” So maybe it wasn’t as quiet and subtle as he thought it was. 

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” Haechan pinches your daughter’s cheek, “Go to the kitchen. Dadda will meet you there with your favourite breakfast.” It didn’t take a second for her to jump out the bed, excited screaming and variations of ‘yay’s echoing your room, the hallway and soon, basically your whole house.

“Are you sure she’s not your mini me?” 

Haechan playfully scoffs, rolling his eyes at your question. “And what about my lovely wife? What breakfast do you want?”

“I’m not too hungry yet.” Feeling your eyelids becoming heavy once more as you exhale lightly from your lips, “I’ll make brunch later.”

Haechan hums at your thoughts and slips out from the shared blanket. The disappearance of the secure warmth and the weight of his hand on your stomach wasn’t the best but you’re aware of the parental duties that must be addressed first. As Haechan finally stands and stretches his limbs in the air, he doesn’t forget to give you a final kiss on the lips, staying there for a while, separating to look at you before planting another one.

“You shouldn’t want anything, baby girl,” Your slight eyebrow raise only made him smirk. And as you thought you would be able to go back to being sound asleep for another hour, Haechan just had to make your brain and heart go haywire, “Not with how I filled you up last night.”

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hi!!! I wanna request a fic with either mark, haechan or renjun hehehe with them and the reader reenacting latter's favorite film scenes jshsjsbsj. I will really appreciate it! I REALLY LOOOOOVE YOUR WRITINGS! YOU ROCK! <333

favorite movie

{it turned out a little differently than the initial request…but i think you’ll like it}

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pairings haechan x fem implied!reader

bffs2lovers

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you and your childhood best friend!haechan have been inseparable since preschool, no matter how much you wanted to be separated from him. You hoped that by the time you reached college you would have escaped him, but he followed you there too.

you were taking a cinematography class, and of course, he was there as well. you had just been assigned a project where a group would choose a movie scene to reenact and film. of course, you and haechan were partners. the two of you got to work at his place.

“ynnnnnn” a high-pitched whine shook you awake. “yn you can sleep later. we have to choose a scene.”

you lifted your head off of the cold kitchen table.

“hyuck you watch tons of dramas…let’s just do your favorite movie or something…”

suddenly, a light when off in haechan’s eyes. “perfect.”

he flashed a devious smile and you didn’t dare to ask what he was thinking.

he pulled his laptop from his bag and pulled up a video. “let’s do this one.”

on his laptop was a clip, where the male lead was leaning against the wall with his his arm up above the female lead’s head.

you weren’t surprised at what haechan had suggested; he’s always been a flirt.

you playfully nudged his shoulder. “donghyuck be for real.”

“pleaaaaaaasssseeeeeee can we please do this one?” he stomped his feet underneath the table. “it’ll be funny. plus, the professor said whoever chooses romance films gets extra credit.”

and for some reason… you believed him.

“seriously?”

“mhmm” he smiled.

“i hate you.” you grabbed the camera from the table and set it up on the tripod. “im only doing this for the sake of my grade.”

“this is a good spot over here.” haechan led you over to a wall in his living room.

you watched the video a few times to take notes of how the scene played out. “so you’re supposed to pin me to the wall, and then you say “look at me”, umm then i look at you.” you paused the video, and pressed record on the camera. “okay. take 1.”

haechan approached you confidently, a little too comfortable. he reached his hand up to the side of your face, and leaned forward, inching closer towards you. “look at me.” he said. you couldn’t look at him. not when you could feel your face burning red. you stepped away from haechan’s gaze for a moment. “i forgot my line.” you said, still looking away. “you’re not even supposed to say anything yet.” haechan giggled. “is your heart fluttering already?” he teased you. “let’s just try again.” he pulled your shoulder to turn you around. “oh my gosh.” he covered his mouth to hold his laugh. “yn your face is so red!” he clapped his hands together. “i was just joking about your heart fluttering-”

you pushed him away. “im just a really good actor.”

“wowwww actor yn. can i get your autograph??” he gasped.

you just ignored him. “take 2” you adjusted the camera.

haechan approached you again. “look at me.” he said. this time, you did look at him. he smiled. you were waiting for him to continue with the scene, but he just stared at you. you noticed him getting closer, his head tilting ever so slightly to the side as his face came to yours. you wanted to seem annoyed but you didn’t bother trying; you were so distracted by him. you had never really looked at him so intently before. “haechan.” you whispered, stopping him, but not pushing him away. “you know, there’s no kiss in this scene.”

he had that suspicious smile pasted across his face, like a kid stealing candy. “i know.” he continued where he left off. soon enough, his lips and your lips were glued.

normally when haechan got even remotely close to your face, your reflexes would shove him, but oddly, you didn’t feel like that anymore.

you kissed him. you kissed your best friend and you didn’t mind at all.

“yn.” he broke away from the kiss. “what do you think about me?”

you came to a sudden realization that you did have feelings for your best friend, and you saw no point in lying to him. “i think i like-” you started.

“that’s what i thought.” haechan tilted your head up a little before kissing you again. he pulled your head in to his chest. “i’ve been waiting for this moment since 5th grade.” he hugged you tighter.

you were still a little shocked at what just happened, but you couldn’t help but enjoy the warmth of haechan’s embrace, and what a good feeling it was to be loved by him.

“wait,” you muttered. “is that thing still recording?” you inspected the camera. haechan laughed. “well i guess now i’ve got a new favorite movie.”

you ended up submitting that very video, and to your surprise, you did get extra credit.

the end.