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a week at the cafe (na jaemin)

a week at the café (na jaemin)

pairing: na jaemin x reader

word count: 2.1k words.

content: fluff

notes: lowercase intended.

day one.

“good afternoon! what’s your order?” “one large americano and a watermelon shake please” you say. “can you add a cheesecake too?” mark adds. “i’ll pay for it this time y/n, but you have to help me pass college.” you chuckle at his words, “sure markie.” you sat down at an empty table waiting to be called. “can you believe we have one week left of summer and then we are officially college students,” mark groans. “i can’t wait to study medicine!” you say sarcastically. “i should have chosen music too,” you frown. he flicks your forehead, “you’re crazy! you’ll be one of the best doctor, i’m sure of it.” before you could reply, mark’s phone rings. “it’s my girlfriend.” you smile at him and say, “tell sab i miss her and i can’t wait to study anatomy with her.” you both laugh and he goes out of the café to answer the call.

seconds later, the barista calls out mark’s name. you look up to the barista and see his gorgeous smile. oh god. “one large americano and watermelon shake for mark?” he asks, smiling at you. you look at his eyes and is easily captivated by the way it sparkles. he lets out a chuckle which makes you go back to your senses. “uh yeah mark, here’s the receipt” you stutter as you show him the receipt. he stamps it and you immediately bring the drinks and go outside to find mark. as he ends the call, you start telling him about your encounter with the cute barista. “oh god, i didn’t even check his pin for his name,” you tell him. “y/n, you can just go back and ask you know?” he tells you. “yeah, but i’m shy.”

day two.

“so, who’s this cute barista you’re crushing on?” jennie asks. “the guy with the most beautiful smile behind the counter.” you tell her as you look at him. “drinks for y/n!” he calls out, and you suddenly panic. “oh god, jennie what do i do?” “get our drinks,” she says obviously. “make sure to ask for his name,” she winks at you. you playfully smack her arm and walk towards the counter. “y/n?” there he goes with his killer smile again. you smile at him and gave him the receipt. “weren’t you mark yesterday?” he asks, and you look at him confusingly. he lets out a chuckle and you suddenly remember that it was mark’s name being called yesterday. “ah, it’s y/n. i’m y/n.” you laugh, and he asks, “so is mark your boyf-“ before he could finish what he was saying, he was called by the manager. “oh sorry, i have to go. see you again tomorrow y/n.” he says and gives you the most beautiful smile you have ever seen.

day three.

“mark, can we wait for jennie before we enter the café?” you ask him. “y/n, i am starving, can we just go?” “no because he thinks you’re my boyfriend. you can’t ruin this chance i have.” “i have a girlfriend!” he laughs at you. “but he doesn’t know that markie!” you whine again. where even is jennie? you thought to yourself. “you look so funny when you crush on someone,” he says as he pats your head, and it just so happens the cute barista suddenly shows up outside the café. what is he even doing outside the café? you both look at each other and he gives you a small wave, and you give him a smile. “hey!” jennie suddenly appears. “you’re late,” you tell her. you look back to where the barista was standing to see him nowhere to be found this time. “can we eat now? y/n didn’t want to enter because the barista thinks we are together,” they both laugh, and you roll your eyes at them. “you know if you just ask his name, he might give you his number too.” jennie tells you. “you are quite obvious with this little crush going on.” mark adds. “we aren’t eating here, let’s go somewhere else,” you tell them as jennie laughs and mark whines.

day four.

you were planning to do advance readings for your class, so you decide to go to the café alone. there are three things you love about that café; the food, the ambience and the cute barista. you order the usual and find a table that is secluded. after a few minutes, you see a shadow going near you and it towers over your book. you look up at the person and saw the cute barista with your order. “i saw you studying so i decided to just give your order, i hope that’s fine with you.” he says as he places your drink and cake on the table. “thank you! that’s so kind of you,” you smile at him. “is that anatomy you’re studying?” he asks, and you give him a nod. “college starts next week and i want to come to class prepared, you know?” you chuckle. “i have anatomy notes, i can share them with you.” “i would love that.” “i’ll bring them tomorrow if you plan on dropping by that is,” he says with a hopeful glint in his eyes. “sure! i plan on studying here for the rest of the days anyway” “okay, see you tomorrow y/n” he says as he leaves. you forgot to ask for his name once again.

day five.

as soon as you enter the café, you see the cute barista standing behind the counter. he gives you a smile and you smile back. you do your usual café routine, and just like yesterday, he gives your order personally. “here are the notes as promised,” he hands out notebooks to you. “thank you! are you perhaps going to take med too?” you ask, and he flashes you with a smile again. his smile is so contagious, you catch yourself smiling whenever he does. “yup! my college starts next week as well.” “oh, won’t you need your notes?” “i’ll just get it back when you’re done using it, no worries,” he tells you. “thank you so much uh- what’s-“ before you could even ask for his name, a girl suddenly pats his shoulder. “reina!!” he says as he hugs her. “you’re finally back!” he tells her, and you could feel your heart dropping. “y/n, i have to go. see you tomorrow?” he asks, and you just give him a smile.

day six.

you enter the café again, alone. you look at the counter, but don’t see the beautiful barista. before you order from the counter, you go to your usual table first to place your things. as you go near, you see the cute barista sitting on your table with your usual drink. “hi, good afternoon!” you greet him. “hey! you finally came, i was waiting for you,” he smiles at you. you felt your cheeks going red, but you remind yourself that he might have a girlfriend already– reina might be his girlfriend. “what are you doing here?” you ask him, and he frowns. “oh, don’t take that in a wrong way, i would love to hang out with you, but don’t you have a shift or something?” you add. he laughs at your flustered self. “i was working here just to cover for my cousin, but she’s back, so i’m free i guess.” cousin? could it be- “see, that’s my cousin over there,” he points to the girl at the counter just like he could read your mind. “oh, reina is your cousin.” you said with a hint of relief. he raises one of his eyebrows, and asks, “did you think we were-“ before he could even continue, you start getting flustered again and he laughs. “you’re cute, you know.” he pats your head, but immediately stops when your phone rings. you look at your phone and saw mark’s name appear. “one sec,” you tell him. you stood up to go outside the house, but before you could even start walking, mark’s girlfriend talks, “hey y/n! i’m sorry i accidentally pressed your name, i was supposed to call mark’s mom. sorry for bothering you!” “ah, it’s fine sab. goodbye!” you say. you come back to your seat and look at the cute boy sitting in front of you. “so, you and mark?” he asks. “we aren’t together. oh god no, never. he has a girlfriend.” you say, all flustered. “you’re cute, have I mentioned that?” you did, you mentally answer. “i was just teasing. i saw mark with his girlfriend come by here during my shifts.” you let out a sigh of relief, but as you check the time, you remember that you have plans with jennie in 5 minutes. “i am so sorry but i have to go!” you tell him as you hurriedly pick up your things. “no worries, goodbye y/n! stay safe!”

day seven.

it’s the last day of summer, so you go back to the café to give the beautiful barista his notes back. it has been seven days, yet you still don’t know his name. you promised yourself that you will ask him this time but to your dismay, he was nowhere to be found in the café. you went up to reina and ask her, “hey! i was wondering if you know where your cousin is?” “he has plans with his family today! come back tomorrow, i’m sure he will drop by,” she tells you and you give her a thank you and left. does the world really hate you? doesn’t it want you to have a love life? is this their way on telling you to just give it up and start anew during college?

first day of college.

“first day of college!” jennie screams. “i’m so nervous and excited!” sab says. “can you believe we are now starting our journey to being doctors,” you tell them. “this feels surreal.” sab says. “what are your first classes?” “i have anatomy, and it starts in 30 minutes. i think i should go find the room. see you at lunch?” you tell them and they nod. you walk to your class and surprisingly you found it almost immediately. you sat at the chair at the middle of the room, and start opening your notes. as you were fixing your things, someone calls your name. “y/n! is that you?” it was the cute barista boy. “oh my god! we go to the same college and we have the same class?” you both laugh. “oh, here are your notebooks! i dropped by the café yesterday, but you weren’t there.” “ah, i’m sorry about that,” he says and you give him a smile. “oh, it’s no problem,” you tell him. you both stare at each other, and you find yourself getting lost in his eyes again until he starts to frown. “y/n, honestly, i am quite disappointed in you,” he tells you and you look at him confusingl. what is he talking about? “i put a note with my number on this notebook i gave you,” he pulls out the sticky note on his notebook, and showed it to you. you were shocked because you did not even notice the sticky note when you went through the notebooks. “i didn-“ he cut you off, “i figured you weren’t interested in me when you didn’t call for days,” he frowns. “i’m sorry, oh god, i didn’t see it.” you stutter. he pouts at you, and you panic. “i think you should make it up to me by going on a date with me,” he says, now giving you a smile. “what?” you say. “i mean, what? did I hear you correctly?” he nods and you can feel your cheeks blushing. is this really happening? you look at his eyes again and smile, “it’s a date then.” before he could reply, the professor arrives. “good morning everyone!” the professor greets, and the class greets back in unison. the boy beside you suddenly gives you a sticky note, you look at him then the sticky note. same café after our class today? you look back at him and nod. he gives you the most beautiful smile again, better than his past smiles if that was even possible. “my name is jaemin by the way.” he whispers, and you freeze. “you’re cute, you know?” he adds as he pats your head and lets out a chuckle before he focuses on the professor again with a smile on his face as you look all flustered.

be healthy (na jaemin)

lowercase intended

you stared at the book right in front of you, trying to understand every word written, but nothing was staying in your mind. you quickly look at the clock. 5pm. you have been in the library for almost 4 hours. you let out a sigh, decided to take a break. you checked your phone, and saw a message from your boyfriend, jaemin. “where are you?” “are you in the library? i’ll go there.” he sent the message 10 minutes ago, so you didn’t bother replying— knowing he will arrive soon—so you decide to just continue studying.

after a few minutes, jaemin arrived and gave you a quick peck on the cheek, and sat down beside you, taking your hand into his and giving it a peck as well. you gave him a quick smile, and continued studying. jaemin knew not to distract or bother you when you’re studying, so he kept you company as he scrolled through his phone. when you finished studying, you looked at jaemin and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “hey babe,” jaemin says. “thank you for keeping me company,” you say as you fixed your things. he gave you a smile, stood up and grabbed your bag, “let me carry this for you.”

“what do you want to eat?” he asked, and it dawned to you that you haven’t eaten the whole day. you let out a small gasp, and jaemin looks at you confused. “let’s go to the nearest one, i haven’t eaten the whole day.” “say that again?” jaemin stops walking and looks at you in disappointment, and you knew you should have just left out the latter part. “babe!” he whines and grabs your hand to quickly go to his car. he immediately starts the car, “babe! i understand you have your exam, but you could have asked me to get you food.” “i completely forgot about it, i’m sorry jaem,” “i’m going to study with you this whole week to make sure you eat okay?” “don’t you have training?” “i do, but i need to make sure that you eat.” you let out a huff. knowing jaemin, you knew you couldn’t change his mind, but you still tried. “we can eat lunch together instead! you don’t have to stay with me the whole time” jaemin stays silent for a while. “come on, jaem, i don’t want coach to scold you,” you convince him. “fine,” he says, and grabs your hand and gives it a kiss. “i love you, y/n. i want you to always be healthy.”

i think NCT fic where the one of members are jealous would be very cool :), like they even pretend they arent jealous but they are very irritated not getting attention

Narcissism - for you

Pairing: photographer!Jaemin x f! reader (background Haechan x reader; Jeno x reader)

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Psycho au

Warnings: jealousy, obsession, arguments, doubts on partner, threats, stalking behavior, psycho tendencies and evil intentions.

W.C: 4.1k Network: @k-vanity

Dear Anonie🎀 ik the plot is a bit different but there is jealousy and irritation but not like usual. It’s a bit different how I came up with late at night🤭 I hope you enjoy ☺️

👹. 🎀.💋

You had always considered yourself lucky in love. You met Jeno, Haechan and Jaemin during your freshman year of college, and your relationship blossomed quickly. They were always charming, attentive, and seemed to adore you. However, as your relationship deepened, you began to notice small signs of affections towards you and that brought you all closer. A mutual acceptance and accepting all three of them bloomed a new relationship.

Not a friendship.

But love.

There was not a single ounce of jealousy among them. The three loved you to the extent you couldn't even explain and even if you were glad, there was a tingling sensation itching your mind.

Would it be the same forever?

"Hey! Jaemin...do you know-"

"I am busy." He closed the door behind him and left you standing in front of his room. What happened to him? you kept staring at the closed door in confusion.

Someone appeared behind you and wrapped his arms around you, your body was stiff but soon started to relax when he nuzzled his face into the crane of your neck.

"What happened, y/n?"

Your fingers fiddling with his, in front of your chest and you tilted your head to the side when you felt him leaving kisses on your shoulder and neck, teeth nibbling on your skin and his breath rising goosebumps when he spoke to you.

You shook your head, relaxing in the moment, "I don't know. When I was not here with Jeno, did something happen, Haechan?"

Placing a kiss just below the ear lobe, he slowly turned you around. Giving you a tight cute smile, he pecked your lips and pulled you closer, "why? What did he say?"

"Nothing. He was just sitting on the couch and when he saw me coming towards him, he stood up and didn't let me say anything and said that he was busy and closed the door." Your pout earned a peck from Haechan and you both smiled at each other affectionately.

"don't worry. Maybe he is busy with his photography exhibition and needs some rest." He pulled you closer and rested your head against his chest, inhaling his cologne. You smiled and hugged him tighter. He caressed your head and other hand moving slowly up and down your back, "also, I will talk to him about this."

You nodded and pulled apart to stare at his face.

The youthful charm and that warming smile.

Oh, you love him too much.

Both of you heard the creak of a door. Haechan looked towards the direction of the sound and you quickly followed his gaze.

There stood Jaemin with a blank face, his eyes following the way you two were standing together in each other's embrace. When his eyes met with the boy, the older one gave him a smile but when his eyes traveled to your face, his gaze locked with yours and he scoffed.

"Jaemin." Haechan stepped towards the boy standing at the door and swung his arm around his shoulders, the younger had a sly smile and waited for the boy to speak whatever he wanted to. "I heard you ignored our girl earlier."

Jaemin tilted his head and raised his brows before returning his gaze back to you, "really?" he smirked, staring at you, "and she told you that?"

Haechan nodded, "talk to her. She missed you for the last two days." and when he noticed your unwavering gaze on the other boy, he left you and Jaemin alone and went towards his room.

"Jaemin... are you okay?" you asked quietly.

He licked his lips and stepped towards you, "do you really care about that? If you really missed me these days then you should have come to my room for once but you didn't." he stood in front of you, curling your locks between his fingers, "but instead you went out with Jeno. Why?"

"He told me that you are busy with your schedules and to give you some time alone, we went out." You smiled in the end.

He smirked, "so you wanted to give me some time alone." He shook his head, "you just wanted to spend more time with your two other boyfriends. Am I right?"

you furrowed your brows and shook your head, "what are you even saying? It's not like that, I really did want to spend time with you too but you were busy."

His hands sliding up smoothly, like a silk touching your skin traveling up your arms and ghosting over the collar bone when it stilled on your cheeks. Breathing in the soft touches from him, you smiled affectionately at him, "Jaemin..."

"I think about you everyday but I know it's not the same from your side." The pad of his thumb caressing your face. You felt bad for him. Did you really make him left out? You should have known his end too.

You wanted to let him know about your equal love for them. Grabbing his wrist with your hands, you kissed his palm.

"don't feel sad, Jaemin. I didn't mean to hurt you that way. I'm sorry."

"Are you?" he bent forward, his breath hitting your earlobe, fanning your hairs and your breath heaved, "I don't want your pity, y/n. if you truly feel sorry to make me feel left out...then you need to prove it."

"But how?"

"that's for you to know." He stood straight, meeting your gaze again, "otherwise the consequences won't be good, baby."

Consequences?

What's he onto?

Before you could ask about his weirdness, Jeno appeared at the scene.

"Hey, Jaemin. I have ordered dinner. Will you eat with us?" he approached you two and patted your head, giving you the sweet eye-smile, "and you should take a rest now. We had a long day today."

Jaemin's eyes followed the sweet smiles and words exchanged between the two persons in front of him. A pang of jealousy hit him when he observed that he was the one holding you and yet you were looking affectionately towards the other boy.

Do you even care for him?

He left your cheek and stepped back. Nodding towards Jeno, Jaemin kept staring at you. Jeno left you two alone again and you tried to step forward when he stopped you, "go back to your room, y/n. just think about the consequences you will get or maybe...others."

"what are you saying?"

He smiled, "just saying." And followed the path where Jeno went earlier.

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Jaemin was always quiet and introverted, often found lost in the world of books or photography with his favorite camera. He had few friends and that's Jeno and Haechan and otherwise preferred his own company, until one fateful day, he met you.

You were a girl who radiates warmth and kindness. Your laughter was infectious and your smile could light up the darkest room --- even brings a little smile on his face. He had noticed you before, of course --- everyone had --- Jeno and Haechan used to show their feelings in obvious ways unlike Jaemin who used to steal secret glances but until one day you offered him a simple 'Hello' when you sat at the same table in the cafeteria when Haechan requested you to spend the lunch time with them.

That day Jaemin's world shifted. That small gesture with the soft voice did a magic for him to become completely enamored.

And he was the first one to propose to you.

His world turned into a paradise when you accepted the complicated relationship to be with three of them together.

You have noticed that Jaemin is the one who loves to spend time with you the most and he becomes all pouty and whiny if you ignore him. but since last year, he acts a bit different whenever you spend time with your other boyfriends.

Just like the last week when you encountered his unusual behavior after you and Jeno returned back home from the little date to park.

And what's consequences?

What was he trying to say?

The eerie feeling for his behavior left you to observe Jaemin more. You started to watch his every movement and some arguments with Jeno and Haechan --- which sometimes doesn't even make sense. And you tried to talk about it with him but as usual for the last few months, he ignored you and said the same words, 'the consequences.'

Initially, the dynamics were harmonious. Jaemin was charming and attentive, while Jeno was supportive and caring and Haechan was playful and protective. They communicated openly, ensuring everyone felt valued and secure. However, as their relationships deepened, in the last few months you began to notice small signs that something was off with Jaemin.

It started with his casual comments about your time with the other two. He would say things like, "Don't you think Jeno is getting too much of your attention?" At first, you brushed it off, thinking he was just expressing a need for balance. But as time went on, Jaemin's behavior grew more concerning.

One evening, you went out for a coffee with Haechan. You both laughed and reminisced about old times, enjoying each other's company. When you got home, Jaemin was waiting for you in your room, his face twisted with anger.

"Where were you?" he demanded.

"Just out with Haechan," you replied, taken aback by his tone.

"I don't like you spending so much time alone with them," Jaemin snapped. "You should have told me."

you felt a pang of frustration. "Jaemin, we agreed to this relationship. Jeno and Haechan are part of this relationship, just like you."

"Do I?" he shot back. "I saw the way you always preferred them over me. Do you even care for me?"

This was the first of many arguments centered around Jaemin's jealousy. He would constantly check your phone, question you about your whereabouts, and even accuse you of favoring them over him. your once vibrant social life began to shrink as you distanced yourself from others to avoid conflict with Jaemin.

Despite his controlling behavior, you loved Jaemin and hoped things would get better. you tried to reassure him, but his jealousy only intensified.

But one day you got to know about the deep secrets which you never thought to come across. You didn't know there's a little dark world hidden inside the place where you four live happily --- well kind of.

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It was late at night and you knew Jeno and Haechan were coming home late because they went to a party and Jaemin was never a fan of these things and well his ongoing photography exhibition gave him a good and convincing reason to avoid that.

You were in your room after having a silent dinner with Jaemin. Well, you were ignoring him because of his childish jealousy over everything and his gaze boring onto your form across the table. He was observing you like a predator in a hunting mood.

You were like a prey to him.

In the middle of watching your favorite movie, you decided to talk things out with Jaemin when the other two were not there to interrupt your conversations and they wouldn't know about Jaemin's sudden irrational behaviors.

Knocking at the door, you called out his name, "Jaemin. Are you still awake?"

There was no sound from his room. You thought to return back to your room even when you knew that he was not a person to sleep early. He is a night-owl and if he is sleeping at this hour, then he might be too tired.

You heard something fall inside his room and when you asked him 'what happened?'

There was no reply. Did something happen to him? without thinking twice, you pushed the door open and you were hit with an undenied reality.

Jaemin's back towards you, he was in a sleeveless shirt and his biceps all sweaty. But that was not the reason for your shocked and frozen state. The room was the reason. Why didn't you think of it before? He doesn't like anyone to enter his room but if you had entered his room then what are these things you are seeing right now.

"J-Jaemin..."

"Do you like it?" he turned around, smiling dearly at you. You were still focused on the things that were on his walls and scattered all over the room. You didn't realize when he approached you standing all zone out, he chuckled and engulfed you in a hug, "aww...y/n...you loved it so much that you can't take your eyes off."

He caressed your back and kissed the top of your head.

When your senses returned, you harshly pulled yourself apart, "what the fuck, Jaemin!"

He watched you walking towards his study table and pulling some papers off and throwing them away and repeating the actions all over again. He clicked his tongue, getting annoyed with you messing with his treasured stuff.

"y/n...don't throw them away." His low and dark voice was audible to you but the anger bubbling inside you was intense. You ignored his several warnings for you to stop but you didn't until he furiously went to your side and grabbed your hand and harshly turned you to face him. "What are you doing with my things?"

"and what is up to you, Jaemin?" you looked around, gesturing to the whole room filled with photographs and doodlings with some mirrors on which your name was written with red lipstick. "I thought you were busy with your exhibition and don't want us to disturb you with anything in your room then what's all these. Answer me."

He chuckled and licked his lips, looking around as if he never saw them before and right now you were the only one who made him notice it, "it's you, y/n. everywhere is you. You are mine."

"This is insane." You breathed in and out, "are you out of your mind?"

He clenched his jaw and kept staring at you silently. His dark eyes were reflecting his inner anger. Is he mad? But why?

You again took in the view. Pictures pasted on the wall in different angles with all focused on you, some very innocent, some aesthetically appealing and then there some with all the intimate details of you. Even if some pictures were taken in your concern but others weren't and if it was other times you wouldn't have complained but the rest of the mirrors and words written all over the room giving you the impression that something was off.

‘Mine…only mine to admire.’

It was written everywhere.

‘No one else should touch her.’

Then there were two separate pictures of Jeno and Haechan with cross on them with red lipstick.

"Yes. I am insane for you." He breathed heavily, "I want you to be mine. For myself."

"But I am yours. We are already together. We four are-"

"No!" you flinched at his sudden outburst. "I don't like sharing you with them. They are not my brothers but friends and...they were the only bait I could use to get to you. I have always noticed that you were all friendly with them, hanging out with them but never once tried to spend time with me. Why? You were all too silent and shy in front of me. And you know that made me determined to get you for myself. The one for me to protect."

"What..."

He cupped your cheeks. You were shocked — yeah you were but you were trying to believe that it was Jaemin who was speaking those words to you.

"What do you think? I agreed to be in this relationship when I found out you won't hesitate to be in a relationship with us. Jeno and Haechan always wanted to try a thing like this and when they both developed feelings for you, I knew it that you would be in my grasp but the only problem is them to be included." he gave you a smile, "but that's not for longer. I will get rid of them soon. I promise you I will treat you better than them."

You shook your head, tears brimming your eyes, "no you won't do anything like this. You will get these insane thoughts out of your mind. Do you hear me, Jaemin? You will forget all these. We love each other. We are so happy together."

"No we aren't. Even if those two are, I am not. You know I don't like when they touch you the way I do, they kiss you the way I do, when they look at you the way I do… I feel like it’s supposed to be only me. No one else. I want you to be mine. They should know that you deserve me...not them...only me." his tears were flowing down his cheeks. You stared at him with a broken heart and anger inside you. Somehow you couldn't shout, you felt a little pain hearing his broken voice.

Why was he crying?

If only you knew, he wanted something to call his own. He never got a family that only belongs to him. He was raised in an orphanage where he met Jeno. They were best friends and inseparable but soon he realized that his roommate has another friend, Haechan. Look — not his again. But he tried to love them, he was glad that there were two people who stand for him, who would refer to him as their.

Sharing was not an option to him— it was always the only thing he would have to follow to survive everyday.

But in university days, when he felt the sudden emotion of love after meeting you. He knew he had to get you but there was an obstruction. Even though he was the first one to propose to you, the other two had made you fall for them already. He was too late to make you only his. He knew that they would happily share you between them but he had to fight for it and he started his game to make them the bait and get to you.

He agreed to share you with them.

And he hated the word ‘sharing’ with all his guts.

"Jaemin...please try to understand." you pressed the hold on his wrist tighter. You wanted to convince him that whatever he was thinking was not right? He should wake up from his weird dream but no — it's the undeniable reality for him.

But Jaemin didn't listen. His jealousy had consumed him, turning him into someone you barely recognized. The relationship, once filled with love and laughter, had become a battleground.

"What can't you try to understand me, y/n? I am not happy about this. Look around." he turned you around and pulled you closer to him. Your back hitting his chest and he grabbed your hands in front of you, turning you all the way around with him. The way he was purring your name seductively in your ear, his breath fanning over your earlobe, your body was stiff in his hold. "See those pictures...see them? Those are my perspectives of you. You are the perfect and prettiest in my eyes. Your beauty can't be compared."

He inhaled your fresh mint scent, “and I am the only one who would admire and worship a goddess like you. I am the best gardener for a perfect flower like you. I will protect you forever. I love you so much, y/n.”

He made you both walk towards the particular wall, where all the intimate scenes with him were displayed. You would have loved it but now you were feeling disgusting. Why is he making it so complicated? You loved him but you loved three of them equally — you can't comply with his jealousy all of a sudden.

This is not jealousy — it's a pure obsession.

You were hating the pictures in front of you. Those were not his perspectives but his obsession. You can't see his face but the way he was resting his chin on top of your head and humming, he was admiring the pictures in front of you both.

"We are perfect together. We don't need two other people to join us. We have always been meant for each other and we should get rid of the unnecessary things in our life. It's just a waste of time. See...if they were not here then we wouldn't have conflicts and misunderstandings. They are trying to separate us. This needs to be over."

He kissed the top of your head when you whispered, "what are you trying to say?"

He chuckled and stepped back, leaving you unanswered. You quickly followed his movements, he was fumbling with some gadgets on a corner table.

"What are you doing?"

He didn't reply.

You stepped forward when he spoke up, "stop right there. Wait for a while. Have patience, baby." he chuckled and grabbed the necessary items and placed them on the edge of the bed.

You were breathing heavily beside the study table, nails digging on the wooden edge in frustration.

What to do? What to think of? What to tell him? What to tell them? You were all confused and breaking down in pieces.

In pieces of his obsession.

You were always his prey, y/n.

A clicking sound echoed in the room when he pressed a switch, the room was all dark then and he stood beside you to pull a string, a white sheet covered the wall opposite to the bed, hiding some part of his jealousy displayed on the wall.

He pressed a button on the remote in his hold and the projector turned on.

The video started playing but your eyes were on him — a look of disbelief in your eyes.

He smirked when he noticed you and turned your face towards the screen by your chin.

The video started with the opening of a grand glass door, entering a luxurious building with shiny white marbled floor and white walls all around with photos decorated all around the room. Few albums, photocards, clean cut glass and classy fiber frames with pictures and some quotes written in the corners. Wait, the quotes are familiar — its in his rooms as well. Then you noticed the similar mirrors with words written on them with red lipstick and you know those doodling words are your name.

Then when the camera focused on the pictures, you could see it was all yours but in Jaemin's perspective. your face was hidden in most of the pictures but was focused on you with the background. Some had your eyes visible, they looked so nice and oh — the ones with lips — highlighting your smile — such a sweet one.

You could have loved it more if you weren’t in the current situation me.

The video ended with him smiling upward towards the ceiling at drone camera and letters appeared on the screen - NARCISSISM.

The same way he was smiling at you and admiring the beauty you were radiating when the video light was falling on your face.

The exhibition was not only about his photography but it was to prove his love for you.

The exhibition is to prove to others that you are his perfect little, y/n.

Suddenly the screen went blank and two pictures appeared.

Haechan smiling brightly at the lens and Jeno laughing beside him.

You stepped forward and touched the sheet, the projector rays shining on your body and you heard a click sound. You balled your fist in anger.

He clicked a picture of you.

Again.

Suddenly, a red line started to appear from the top corner of the screen and repeating from the other top too. You were confused but soon noticed it was making a cross sign on their picture. You felt a presence beside you.

"Now its perfect."

He was smiling at the screen.

You turned towards him, "what do you mean?"

he rested his palm on your cheek, smiling dearly with lots of evil intentions, "They should say goodbye to you."

Two voices announced their arrival from the living room area and you stared at Jaemin in horror.

(I'm debating whether I should post Taeyong fic or Jeno fic next!!!)

Long note down here: 👇

It's a late night plot when I was obsessing over Jaemin with his new posts. So basically just a weird plot on how I want Jaemin to hold an exhibition for me and him. I love this man so much 😭

Also I had to keep Jeno and Hyuck here👹 and after the scandal if you want to ignore Hyuck then please leave my book coz you will find my twin Hyuck in every plot so if u hate him...you are hating on me as well.

Renjun come back to us soon. We are waiting and we love you so much baby😫

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Cold brew - Na Jaemin

pairing: barista!jaemin x barista!reader

genre: fluff, angst; enemies to lovers, coffee shop au

synopsis: at the coffee shop you work at, there's always this regular who comes and orders the same cup of cold brew coffee every morning without fail. you end up having a rather rude interaction with him one morning when you accidentally spill his coffee on him before his job interview – which turns out to be for the very same coffee shop you're working at. it doesn't matter to you that he got the job, but the fact that he's always on the same shift as you never fails to get on your nerves. Will the two of you sort out your feud, or will the both of you continue to brew these cold feelings towards each other? 

a/n: this is a very VERY long overdue fic for @hcsarchive ! i’m really really sorry for the long hiatus y’all, and for the decline in quality of writing and banner design :”) but to star, i genuinely hope you enjoy this fic that i churned up at 2 in the morning, and that your life will be filled with joy and many many good things! it’s been great having you as my friend, though we haven’t interacted much </3 I promise i’ll try to be more active here <3

"One venti cold brew for Na Jaemin!" you call, voice ringing out through the coffee shop amid the clinking of mugs and cutlery and cool jazz music playing in the background. As expected, a young man clad in a mint green hoodie and jeans rushes up to the counter. His soft, ebony-black bangs fall over his coffee-brown eyes as he claims his drink from you with a muffled "thanks" before scurrying off again, black backpack hanging from his back and laptop case in hand. 

"He came again?" Lia asks, popping a pastry into the oven and setting the timer.

You nod in response. “Na Jaemin. Here every morning, at the exact same time ordering the exact same thing”.

"Aren't many of our customers like this too?" Lia questions, uncertain as to why you suddenly brought up this particular customer. 

"Yeah, but they're not always here at the exact same time every day – sometimes they come a few minutes earlier or later. And even if they have regular orders, they sometimes order different things. This guy is here at 7 am on the dot every day without fail, and he always, always orders a venti size cold brew. I don't recall him having ordered anything different," you explain to Lia as the timer on the oven goes off, and you take the croissant out. 

"Wow, how are you so observant towards these details outside of his regular drink order? It's as if you're specifically keeping your eye out for his arrival. Are you?" Lia questions, raising her eyebrows at you.

"What the hell, no!" You hurriedly deny.  

"But he's your ideal type, is he not? Brown eyes, black hair, pretty cute," Lia replies with a smirk as she gets to preparing a latte, and in that moment you regret the day you'd spoken about your ideal types to each other. 

"I mean yes, but we don’t even know each other! We’ve barely exchanged any words apart from him mumbling his thanks to me when I pass him his drink,” you protest. 

“So? He comes here every day, you’ll sure have a chance to get to know him better,” Lia insists.

“One grande caffe latte for Kai!” you call out, placing the drink on the counter and flashing a smile at the customer, who says a “thank you”, picks up the drink and casually saunters off, in contrast to how Jaemin had practically flown out the door after collecting his order from you earlier. “I don’t know. Compared to all our other customers, he seems to be in a constant rush. He’s like the rabbit from Alice in Wonderland!”

Still, Lia remains adamant. “Trust me, if he’s your destined soulmate, there will be a way for you both to get to know each other. Really”.

You shrug, getting to work making a java chip frappuccino. “Nah, I don’t think he is. He’s probably just the eye candy who comes into our shop every morning for his daily cold brew”. 

Lia simply hums and turns around to take the next customer’s order, while a mild pang of longing settles in your heart. Yes, you knew he was really just eye candy to you, but a part of you wished that you’d at least be able to interact with him a little and get to know him as an acquaintance at least. 

»»————-　☕️　————-««

Your wish comes true the next day — or at least the first part of it. You finally get to properly interact with him, past the muffled “thank yous” he would give you whenever you passed him his cold brew every morning. 

But was it pleasant? 

Far from that. 

It’s about 2:30 pm in the afternoon, and the cafe is way more hectic than it should be at this time. Throngs of people flood the cafe, leaving all of the baristas overwhelmed, yourself included.

“I thought people drink morning coffee, not afternoon coffee!” Lia complains, practically sprinting to the other end of the counter, carrying a customer’s order on a black tray. “One blueberry muffin and one vanilla sweet cream cold brew for Shanice!” 

“I know right. Suddenly everyone’s ordering their coffee in the afternoon for some weird reason!” you exclaim, hurrying to save the pastries in the oven before they burned to a crisp. 

Your already-divided attention is briefly stolen by the sight of a familiar face coming in through the door — it’s none other than Na Jaemin. Weird, he already came in the morning, you think to yourself, already moving towards the cold brew machine out of instinct. You can’t help but notice he’s changed out of his usual hoodie and jeans into slacks, a white long-sleeved collared shirt and a blazer, more formal than the casual attire he normally dons, which leads you to think that he has something important on. As soon as you place the pastries on the counter, you head over to the register where Jaemin is to take his order. “Hi, what can I get for you?” you recite the standard phrase.

“One venti cold brew, please,” he states. 

“Alright, I’ll get that for you. Na Jaemin, right?” you ask, picking up a venti-size cup and a marker, scribbling the name on as he nods. 

You put some ice in the cup, and then stride over to where the brewed coffee is stored before dispensing enough to fill the cup. Just as you’re bringing it to the collection point, a voice calls for you. “Y/n! Hurry, there’s more orders!” one of your colleagues yells. 

“Okay, coming soon!” you reply back, calling out Jaemin’s name and order, passing the drink to him and preparing to hurry off. 

Only, you’d been too fast in handing the drink to him and had let go before his hands were properly around the cup, resulting in the cup falling from your hands and spilling coffee all over his shirt. Your jaw falls to the floor along with the cup as you watch his white shirt turn coffee-brown and prepare to offer multiple sincere apologies, maybe even offer to pay for his shirt to be cleaned. 

But before you can do that, he hits the roof. “Ugh! I have a job interview, you idiot! Why are you so careless?” he exclaims, clearly livid. Veins bulge out visibly from his forehead, a clear sign of his fury. Heads snap in your direction as the commotion distracts customers from whatever they were doing previously. 

Annoyance at how Jaemin had unnecessarily blown up at you, coupled with stress from the already overwhelming shift began to take over you, and you had to use every fiber in your being to maintain your professionalism and not hurl the best insult you could think of back at him. “Sir, I’m extremely sorry”. You murmur repeated apologies as you get several wet tissues for him. “I’ll be willing to pay for the cleaning costs, just let me know how much it costs when you next visit us”. 

Unfortunately, this doesn’t seem to appease Jaemin. “That’s not the point. I don’t have spare clothes, you know! Now I might not get my job!” Jaemin exclaims, eyes boring into you accusingly. Unsure of what to say, you remain silent, your mouth opening and closing like a goldfish’s. “Thanks a lot, I suppose,” he spits, making sure his sarcasm came across clearly. With that, he takes his half-empty drink cup and stalks off. 

Meanwhile, you’re left with a taste that's even more bitter than the cold brew in your mouth from the encounter. “Wow, that was pretty rude of him,” Lia comments, coming up beside you. “Maybe you should have ensured that he was actually holding the cup before letting go, but that was still out of line on his end”. 

You sigh, shaking your head and turning back to the cash register, preparing to serve the next customer. “Whatever. Let’s forget that this happened”. 

»»————-　☕️　————-««

A week has passed since the incident, and you’ve all but forgotten about it, the incident almost having been cleared from your memory completely.

Until you see a familiar face coming in at 2:30 pm — none other than Na Jaemin, the customer who’d yelled at you rather rudely that day when you’d made an honest mistake. “Lia? Can you take this next customer? I’d rather not interact with him again,” you whisper to your co-worker while glaring daggers at him. 

To your surprise, Lia shakes her head. “I don’t think he’s here to order, actually. I think he’s here for his first day on the job”. 

You narrow your eyes at her as a sense of foreboding comes over you. “What do you mean?”

“He’s our new barista, and he’ll be working here part-time. Did no one tell you?” Lia explains, wiping the counter top. “The job interview he mentioned last week — it was for a position here as a barista”. 

“No way. Please tell me you’re lying”. You feel your eyes grow to the size of the saucers in your hands. 

She shakes her head. “I’m being for real here”. 

You watch as your supervisor comes out to meet Jaemin and they exchange greetings, before she passes him a set of uniform and he heads to the restrooms. “Oh, my gosh”. Your hand comes up to your forehead, and your lips form a thin line as you feel your annoyance levels peak again. “No way I’m sharing shifts with this guy”. 

Lia shrugs. “Maybe it won’t be as bad as you think. Hopefully he forgot that it was you who spilled coffee on him last week,” she says while placing a hand on your shoulder, in an effort to appease you.

At that moment, your supervisor comes out of the store room with Jaemin in tow and approaches you and the other baristas. “Everyone, this is our new employee, Na Jaemin,” she says, introducing him to all of you. “Some of you may know him, as he’s a regular at our cafe. He’ll be working the afternoon shift from Monday to Wednesday. I hope all of you look after him well, and show him the ropes”. She then takes her leave as Jaemin comes to join all of you behind the counter. 

“Hello everyone,” Jaemin greets, his pearly whites appearing as he gives all of you a small bow. So cute! You internally squeal as you greet him back. It was the first time you’d seen him properly smile, as every time he ordered coffee from you, his face had this permanently exhausted look on it thanks to what you can only assume to be the university student life. You return his greeting, relaxing as you realise that maybe Lia was right and he’d forgotten about the incident. 

Or…maybe not. 

“Aren’t you the barista who spilled my drink on me last week?” Jaemin questions as he pours milk into a blender, eyes narrowing into slits as he stares at you. “How do you still have a job? You can’t even serve a drink properly”. 

Okay, that does it for you. First day on the job and he’s already being so rude?

“Can you just forget about it? You got the job in the end, didn’t you?” you snap, making your annoyance clear as you somewhat aggressively spray whipped cream onto a customer’s drink. “Also why are you showing disrespect to colleagues on your first day here? How did you even get hired?”

Jaemin shrugs, and you feel a vexation prick at the back of your neck at his nonchalant attitude. “Bold of you to talk about respect, considering you were pretty disrespectful to me last week by spilling my own drink order on me”.

"Shut the fuck up, will you?" you hiss, trying to keep your voice from rising to fever pitch, in order to not attract unpleasant attention to the both of you.

Jaemin opens his mouth to retort, but Lia steps in. “Enough, you two. Let’s just move on from the incident, shall we? I’m sure she didn’t mean to do that”. 

Shooting her a grateful look, you move over to the shelf to grab a tea bag to prepare a customer’s order. “Not quite your ideal type anymore, huh?” Lia whispers from next to you as she washes a mug. 

Cringing, you shake your head furiously. “Appearance wise, still yes. Personality-wise, definitely not”. 

»»————-　☕️　————-««

Ever since Jaemin joined the team, it was almost like you couldn’t have a peaceful day at work, especially since you and Jaemin always shared the same shifts. Both of you were constantly at each other's throats now, even over small things, and today wasn't any different.

“Y/n! You didn’t heat this up long enough!” Jaemin hollers, gesturing to the chocolate chip cookie on the counter top. 

Rolling your eyes, you turn around to address him. “You didn’t serve it on time and it’s cooled down, you idiot. Also, Seungkwan asked for an extra espresso shot, which you didn’t add in. Who’s the one who can’t do his job properly now, huh? I hope the boss fires you one of these days”.

As a look of hurt flashes across Jaemin’s face for a fleeting moment, you feel a small pang of guilt hit you. Jaemin covers it up by rolling his eyes at you and muttering “piece of shit”, before moving over to add the extra espresso shot as you shove the plate with the cookie on it into the oven again. At that moment, his ringtone sounds out, and he takes his phone out of his apron pocket. Colour drains from his face at the sight of the caller ID, and he hurriedly excuses himself to the storeroom, leaving you to man the counter yourself since both Lia and the other barista weren’t able to make it to work today. “Hi, what can I get for you?” you inquire, plastering a smile on your face and turning to face the customer, who asks for a cappuccino. 

You open up the mini-fridge below the counter, only to find that there’s no more milk left. No big deal, you could always get more from the bigger fridge in the store room. Heading over to the store room, you push the door open and prepare to step inside when Jaemin’s voice stops you in your tracks. “…what? The surgery costs that much? I thought it was cheaper…” 

Peeking through the door slightly, you’re greeted by the sight of Jaemin pacing around the small room and clutching onto a handful of his black hair. From his tone and demeanour, it was evident that he was in a clear state of stress. "Yes, I got the job, but I don't think my earnings from the shifts I'm working currently can cover the costs". Another pause. "It's alright. I'll just ask the supervisor if I can work more shifts. It's more important that grandma gets well. Okay, bye. Send my well-wishes to her". 

Jaemin turns around and you dart back out of the room to avoid being seen, but you still catch a glimpse of the tear drops falling from his eyes, sending a pang to your heart. Sure, you both argued all the time at work, but it didn't mean that you had no empathy for him at all, now that you had an idea of his circumstances — even if it was a vague one. You recall when he lashed out at you for spilling coffee on him just before his interview, and now you're able to better understand his reaction, thanks to the newly learned information about his grandmother’s situation. Yes, his reaction was still rude and unnecessarily harsh, but he was going through a stressful time himself. Guilt floods you suddenly as you think of all the times you'd flung harsh words at him for no reason.

As Jaemin emerges from the store room, you enter and get the milk and start preparing the customer's drink, all while this question replayed in your head: what could you do to help him?

"Y/n!" a clear voice sounds from the cash register, and you recognise it to be your regular customer and best friend from junior college – Chaewon. 

Enthusiastically returning her greeting, you inquire about her order. "Chae! What would you like today?"

Chaewon scans the menu and makes her decision. "I'll get a tall strawberry frappuccino, no whipped, takeaway". 

"No problem!" You answer, and prepare the drink for her as she goes to the side to wait. "One tall strawberry frappuccino for Chaewon!" you announce, and your friend skips up to collect her drink. 

"Thank you! Here's a tip for you – you deserve it," Chaewon adds with a wink as she stuffs a wad of notes into your hand before sauntering away. "See you in class tomorrow!"

"See you Chae!" you call back. You head into the store room, intending to keep the money in your wallet, until the sight of Jaemin's wallet peeking out of his backpack catches your attention. A thought then hits you: why not give the tips I get to Jaemin? He needs it more than I do, anyway. 

Without a second thought, your hands are already pulling the wallet out of his bag and stashing the tip Chaewon gave you into the wallet. Putting the wallet back where it was, you stride out of the room again as if nothing happened. Yeah, I'll keep doing this. Hopefully it helps to ease Jaemin's financial burden, you think to yourself.  

Thankfully, the rest of the day goes by without a hitch. “Y/n! Good job today, just finish the last order and then you can go,” your supervisor comments, giving you a small smile. “Here’s today’s pay. See you tomorrow!” she finishes, passing you an envelope which contained your day’s earnings. 

“Thank you so much ma’am! See you tomorrow!” You reply, calling for the last customer and then heading off to the store room to collect your bag. Peeking inside, you catch Jaemin gawking at his open wallet, prompting you to just stay outside and observe his reaction for a while. "No way. I don't remember receiving any tips. So how did this cash appear?" he asks himself, opening and closing his wallet repeatedly – even slapping himself at one point. "Oh my goodness. Whichever supernatural power provided me with this, thank you," he whispers, putting his cash into his wallet before shutting it again and placing it in his bag. His stressed expression melts away, and is replaced by a smile – one of relief and hope. The sight makes your heart rate increase faster than you'd like to admit, but you ignore it and exit the coffee shop, glad that you were able to do something to brighten up Jaemin's day. 

»»————-　☕️　————-««

Jaemin had gotten the green light from your supervisor to work extra shifts, so over the next few weeks you both see each other more often as all his shifts coincide with yours. Though both of you are still rather cold towards each other, you argue less with him as you force yourself to hold your tongue whenever you're tempted to spew unkind things at him, knowing that he was going through a rough time. 

And of course, you continue with your plan of secretly giving him all the tips that customers leave you – whether it was sixty cents or fifty bucks. 

Today's just another day at work, and you overhear Jaemin on the phone as you're busy whipping up drinks for customers again. "Oh my gosh, no way". 

Though you know it’s technically wrong, the saying “eavesdroppers never hear any good about themselves” leaves your memory momentarily as you prick up your ears to listen to the conversation, hoping that it was news about his grandmother. As his voice raises in pitch and grows increasingly excited, you feel your heart begin to beat faster as well, like the wings of a bird about to take off. "We only need $50 more and she can get surgery? That's fantastic news!" 

Your heart swelled with joy, so much so that you thought it would burst right there and then in the cafe. Jaemin's grandmother would be saved! Though you didn't know the elderly woman, hearing the news still made you nearly melt in relief. 

"Thank you, see you again!" you flash a bright smile to a customer as you hand them their order. 

"Thank you! Here's a tip for you!" the customer replies and hands you some cash. Accepting it gratefully, you take a peek at it, and your heart leaps even higher than before at the sight. It's a fifty dollar note!

"Just what Jaemin needs!" you whisper to yourself, stashing the note in your pocket and making a mental note to put the money in his wallet when the day was over, since it was a very busy time at the cafe right now. 

As promised, you secretly stash the note in his wallet again after your shift is over. Hopefully, this covers the costs of the surgery, you think to yourself as you pull the wallet out, unclasp it and stuff the money in. 

“Wait, it’s you?” A familiar voice sounds from behind you, making you jump and whip your head around at breakneck speed as his wallet falls out of your grip and onto the floor with a clatter. 

“Jaemin?” you blurt out dumbly, stunned by your colleague’s sudden appearance. 

“Y/n? It’s you who’s been giving me the extra money?” Jaemin responds, seemingly even more astonished by the whole situation than you were. 

It’s at this moment you realise there’s no point hiding it from him any further — he’d already discovered the "culprit" behind the extra money appearing in his wallet. “Yes, it’s me,” you sigh, handing his wallet back to him. “Look, I'm really sorry about this, but I happened to overhear your phone converstion with someone one day, and you were saying something about there not being enough money to send your grandmother for some kind of surgery or something like that. You seemed so sad and I just couldn’t bear to see it because I know it must be so stressful, having a family member who’s severely ill and not having financial means to get them treatment. So I thought I’d just quietly help you by giving you whatever tips customers left for me — I don’t really need the extra money right now. I did all this secretly, because I was worried you’d accuse me of purposefully eavesdropping or pitying you if you knew what I was doing. Also, it’d be awkward if I were to suddenly start intervening in your family matters since we’re both not really on good terms right now,” you explain, attempting to clear the air of confusion by explaining your intentions. 

For a few moments, the only sound in the store room is the drone of whatever machinery is keeping the old fridge running as Jaemin slowly processes what you'd just told him. Finally, he speaks up. "Y/n, you have absolutely no idea how much that means to me. I was so, so worried when I found out the actual cost of the surgery, and that we might not be able to pay for it on time for my grandmother to survive. For so many nights, I couldn't sleep for so long because I was so worried," he explains. "But thanks to your kind donations, we'll be able to pay for it before she gets it today. Words alone can't express my gratitude to you. Really". He looks up and meets your gaze, and his eyes are moist with emotion. 

Your lips curve into a gentle smile. "I'm glad I could help, Jaemin. I hope your grandmother's surgery goes well, and for her to have a speedy and stable recovery," you answer. 

"I'm going to the hospital to visit her now, so I'll convey your well wishes to her. See you tomorrow, y/n". As he leaves the store room, he shows you a genuine smile, the first one he'd shown you ever since you both became coworkers. 

Your heart melts at the sight, like the marshmallows you used to top orders of hot chocolate. "See you tomorrow, Jaemin". You return his smile, and continue to pack your own things as well before you leave the cafe. As much as you don't want to admit, for some reason this much more pleasant interaction has you using every single ounce of your willpower to stop yourself from squealing out in joy.

»»————-　☕️　————-««

"Y/n!" A familiar voice calls out to you as you start up the coffee machine next Monday morning.

"Oh hey, Jaemin!" You reply calmly as said boy comes up to you, looking much more relaxed and confident, compared to the usual worried and downcast expression etched on his face that had been the norm for the past few weeks. 

"Excuse me," he murmurs, reaching out for the coffee machine and dispensing some into the plastic cup in his hand that was half-filled with ice, before calmly sipping on the beverage. "By the way, my grandmother's surgery was a success, and the doctor's prognosis for her looks good," Jaemin reveals, officially putting your worries about his grandmother to rest. 

"Really? That's awesome!" you exclaim, sharing your coworker's joy over the good news. 

Jaemin nods, a radiant smile forming on his face as he continues. "On behalf of the rest of my family, thank you so much. I know this probably isn't much, but please, let me treat you to a meal one day".

Though you initially refute his suggestion and say it's not necessary, arguing that you were simply helping him out in his time of need, you eventually give in to his insistence. "How is she now? Is she recovering from surgery well?" you inquire as you pile marshmallows onto a cup of hot chocolate.

"Yes, when I visited her yesterday, she had regained some of her appetite, and though she still seemed quite tired, she had slightly more energy than before, which are good signs," Jaemin replies, blending a matcha frappuccino. "Actually, do you want to come with me to visit her after work today?" 

"Why not? I don't have anything on today, so I should be able to come," you reply. 

"Alright then!" Jaemin grins, before turning and calling for the customer to pick up their order.

You return your attention to the drink you were making, totally surprised by your exchange with Jaemin earlier — much more pleasant compared to the interactions you’d had prior to this day. Maybe the saying your teachers had drilled into your head since elementary school was true. A small act of kindness could turn a situation around — in this case, it helped Jaemin’s family afford a life-saving surgery for his grandmother, and helped you and Jaemin warm up to each other. 

»»————-　☕️　————-««

Before you both go to visit his grandmother, Jaemin insists on treating you to a sumptuous burger dinner. Which is how you both end up at a restaurant, with the juiciest chicken burger you've ever seen in your life, along with fries that have been fried to crisp golden brown perfection and a cup of iced lemon tea. 

“How’s life been?” Jaemin asks, tucking into his own burger.

“Oh, it’s been quite chill. I just finished my graduating exam not long ago and am waiting for my results to come out, so I don’t really have much to do. That’s why I took on this job — to earn some money and pass my time,” you explain, picking up a few fries and popping them into your mouth, savouring the crunch that followed. “What about you?”

“University’s been kicking my ass,” Jaemin groans. “The professors have gone ham on my class — who gives their students freaking five essays to finish in a week? On top of that, I’ve got frisbee practices after school and also this job. Luckily my grandmother’s condition has stabilised, or else I’d have even more stress to deal with,” he adds. 

“Oh my, that sounds tough. All the best,” you grunt empathetically, knowing exactly how he felt. Though you had never studied in a university, you’d just finished junior college, and had experienced days where the onslaught of homework seemed never ending, leaving you feeling as if you were going to suffocate to death under the workload that only seemed to get heavier and heavier each day. “Oh yeah — speaking of your grandmother, what exactly happened to her? If you’re not comfortable sharing this with me, please don’t feel obligated to do so,” you hurriedly add at the end. You were aware that this was a very sensitive topic, and that Jaemin might wish to keep such matters to himself. 

“About that…” Jaemin’s voice trails off, and he scratches his head as he contemplates whether to tell you or not. “Okay. I’ll tell you, since you’re the one who basically saved her life,” he decides, before beginning his story. “It was cancer. Stomach cancer. She lost her appetite, and often complained of stomach pain. Initially, we thought that it was simply a stomach bug, and we took her to the doctor who just prescribed her some medication. But she didn’t improve — if anything, she got worse. The day she began vomiting blood, we knew that something was terribly wrong. A check up at the hospital revealed that she had stage 3 stomach cancer”. 

“Oh gosh, that’s horrible,” you muse, brows forming a furrow in the center of your forehead. 

“It was. Our whole family was devastated, especially knowing that she wouldn’t have any chance of survival unless she went for surgery. But at that point of time, my dad had just been laid off, meaning that we weren’t able to afford to pay for the operation. Hence we began scrimping and saving, with my dad taking on three jobs in order to try to earn some money. My mother took on two odd jobs, while also having to look after my younger siblings at home. I was really anxious about my grandmother, and I felt terrible seeing how exhausted my parents were. So, I decided to do whatever I can to help, which is why I took on this job, thinking that the salary I’d earn would be sufficient. But the hospital called back to say that the cost of the surgery would actually be more expensive than we initially thought, since my grandmother’s case was extra complicated, and it sent me back into a panic because I knew that even with extra shifts, the money I earned might not even be able to cover the costs. Gosh, I’m so glad it’s over,” Jaemin finishes, breathing out a sigh. The tears that had welled up in his eyes, now pouring out like rain, spoke volumes just how bleak that period had been for Jaemin. 

The sight of him tearing up made your heart ache. “I’m so sorry you guys went through that,” you murmur, reaching over to rub his shoulder to comfort him. “That must have been so tough. Fortunately, you guys were able to afford the procedure in the end. You're so strong".

Jaemin nods. “And it’s all thanks to you”. 

“Now I know why you were so worked up that day,” you add, thinking back to the day when you’d had your first proper interaction with Jaemin.

A quizzical look comes upon Jaemin’s face. “Which day?” 

“The day you came to the cafe for your job interview. I spilled your drink on you, remember?” you remind him, a sheepish smile gracing your features. 

Jaemin's brows furrow as he searches his brain, trying to recall the moment you had mentioned. His eyes widen, and he snaps his fingers as the memory returns to him. "Oh! Right! Oh my, I still feel so bad about it, jeez," he exclaims, his palm meeting his forehead. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have lashed out at you like that over such a small thing. I think that's why our relationship has been so sour". 

"No, no, it's fine. That was in the past, was it not?" you say, reassuring Jaemin that you don't hold any grudges against him over past events. “I’m sorry too, for saying that I hoped the boss would fire you, when it was a time when you needed this job most”. 

“It’s alright. Honestly, I don’t even have any memory of that incident, anyway,” Jaemin chuckles, popping the last of his fries into his mouth. “You done? Let’s go, then,” he decides as you nod. 

At the hospital, you get to know Jaemin’s grandmother. She took the chance to express her thanks towards you for donating the money that went towards her life-saving surgery. "Jaemin told me all about it," she mentions. "Thank you so much. Make sure to treat her to something nice," she adds, directing her comment towards Jaemin.

"He already has, and besides, there's no need for it," you chuckle. "I’m just happy that I could help". 

Your evening ends with you and Jaemin spending an hour chatting with the affable elderly lady over the happenings in your lives, who was a pleasure to talk to. "Thank you for coming over to visit! I hope to see you again, y/n. You're coming again tomorrow, right?" she confirms with Jaemin.

"Yep, that's right. See you tomorrow, grandma. Have a good rest," he replies, giving his grandmother a hug before leading you out of the ward and shutting the door. 

The walk out of the hospital is silent, but this time it's a comfortable silence and not one that's permeated by a frosty, cold atmosphere. "So…coming tomorrow?" Jaemin asks, breaking the silence.

"I think I can come," you reply. "I should be free. If you and your grandmother are okay with that, of course," you hastily add. 

Jaemin snorts and chortles at your answer. "Of course I'm alright with it! Why would I ask you if I wasn't? And plus my grandmother literally just said she hopes to see you again," he replies. 

"Alright then, I'll come," you confirm, laughs pouring out of your mouth as well. From relentlessly firing abrasive remarks at each other to being able to laugh together, you and Jaemin's relationship sure had come a long way.

»»————-　☕️　————-««

In the days that follow, you find yourself tagging along with Jaemin to visit his grandmother more often whenever you're free after work, and having dinner with him after. Through these interactions, both of you grow closer, and the fluttering in your heart whenever he cracks a joke or pulls a silly antic increases in frequency, which you often try to suppress. As much as you try to deny it, you’ve grown fonder of him as the days go by, as he shows more and more of his true self to you. 

It's also no surprise that now the old lady sees you as her own granddaughter, and often treats you as such. You came to trust her with whatever was on your mind as well, sharing with her deeper things that were on your heart and mind and taking the sensible advice she offered. She would also humour you with many different stories, from both her own and Jaemin's childhood. 

Today, however, was slightly different. You had gone to visit Jaemin's grandmother by yourself, since Jaemin had to attend a project meeting with his group mates after work. So here you were, seated in a chair beside her bed and laughing out loud as she let you in on some of the embarrassing things Jaemin had done in his childhood.

"You know, Jaemin used to be so shy to talk to girls when he was a child. Last time, he'd come and hide behind me whenever girls tried to talk to him. I would have to coax him out just to say hi!" she explains, chortling as she relates the memory to you and your eyes go wide. Jaemin seemed so comfortable around you, you'd never have known that he was so shy as a kid.

"Really?" you ask, letting the surprise sink in.

"Yes, really," his grandmother confirms. "And whenever he liked any girl he never ever made any move to confess. He simply kept his feelings to himself and only ever spoke to me about them". 

"Wow, I didn't know," you laugh.

"Yeah, Jaemin was terribly shy as a child. Come to think of it, you're the only girl he's been this comfortable with," she adds. "I actually think he feels a certain way towards you, but he doesn't want to say anything," she adds.

"How would you know?" You inquire, brows furrowing in surprise. Surely she was wrong?

"He's always bringing you along on his visits, if you're available. And when you're not, it seems to make him feel a bit sad," the old lady begins explaining. "Every visit, he has to mention at least one thing about you – even if it's as small as the smile you gave him when he arrived at work". 

"Oh…I see". You falter in your reply, unsure of how to process what his grandmother had just told you.

"And when I tried asking him about it, he tried so hard to deny his own feelings for you. But I can read my grandson, you know. He likes you more than a friend, but he doesn't want to say anything. He's too shy, and he’s scared that he’ll spoil the friendship between you two," his grandmother adds, before shooting you a question that catches you off guard. "Do you feel the same towards him too?"

"Well I- I…" you stutter even more, unsure of your response. "Okay, maybe I do. At first it was purely due to his looks, because I always saw him order from us during my shifts and found him really handsome. But as I got to know him better, I found things about his personality attractive too. Like how he loves his family so much, he'd willingly sacrifice more of his limited time to work extra shifts to provide the money they need. And how gentle he is towards the people he cares about. There's more, but if I were to list them all I'll be here past visiting hours," you joke, while at the same time voicing your true thoughts and feelings about Jaemin.

His grandmother nods, processing your answer. "I see. From my previous interactions with you, I can tell that you're a sensible, compassionate young lady as well, and I think you'd be a good match for my grandson. Now that you know he feels the same way towards you, will you be bold and take the first step to tell him your feelings?" she asks, looking up at you with hope in her eyes. 

“I…” you trail off, not knowing if you should accede to her request. On one hand, you had come to terms with the fact that you fancied Jaemin more than a friend, and what you felt was probably not just a fleeting crush, and you badly wished to get these feelings off your chest. On the other hand, you were immensely worried about what would happen if you told Jaemin these things. 

That he would see you differently. 

That he’d reject you, and you’d have to deal with the sting that would come after. 

That the friendship between both of you would be affected. 

There was just so much to worry about!

“Y/n, I know what you’re thinking. I know you’re worried about his reaction,” Jaemin’s grandmother drawls understandingly. “But trust me, he’s thinking the exact same things as you, and because of that he’s not willing to make the first move. So, now the ball is in your court. Are you willing to take that risk?” She asks, her gaze on you unmoving. 

“I…I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it,” you answer honestly. 

His grandmother nods, grunting in understanding. “Alright then, if you wish. There’s no pressure on you to do anything, really. The choice is really yours. But believe me — it would make his day”. 

That day, you left the hospital in the biggest dilemma you’ve been in for a long while.

»»————-　☕️　————-««

It doesn’t take too long for you to make up your mind. 

“I’m gonna do it”. You declare, striding out of the store room as you tie up your apron. It’s a monday morning, and you’re back at work again.

“Do what?” Lia asks, a quizzical expression coming over her.

“I’m gonna shoot my shot”. 

At this, Lia lets the plastic cups in her hand clatter to the floor. “You’re what?” 

You move quickly to help her pick up the cups. “I said what I said. I’m shooting my shot today”. 

“Yes, yes, I heard you, but with who?” Lia speaks quickly, looking as if she’s just heard the most ridiculous new in her life. 

“Na Jaemin, duh,” you answer, stacking the plastic cups up where they should be. 

“You’re- no way.” 

“Yes way. I’ve decided I’m gonna take my chances today, and if it doesn’t go as planned- oh well, what’s the worst that could happen? At most, I get rejected and I lose a friend,” you reason, explaining your thought process — though more so to try and calm your nerves than to appease Lia’s curiosity. Truth be told, you were becoming extremely jumpy, and you felt like you were going to begin bouncing off the walls any moment.

“Are you insane? There is no way on earth he’s going to reject you!” Lia exclaims, staring at you incredulously. “If he rejects you, it means the sky’s gonna fall down tomorrow”. 

“How are you so sure?” you question, narrowing your eyes into slits as you stare at her. 

“It’s so obvious, duh. I can practically see hearts in his eyes whenever he looks at you!” she answers as she gives the countertop a quick wipedown with a cloth. “Bet he’s too shy to speak his mind, though”. 

You shrug in response, arranging a few more mugs on the countertop. “I don’t know. But I’ll see how everything goes”.

“It’ll be more than fine. Trust me,” Lia declares. “But anyway, what’s your plan?”

You whisper your plan into her ear, and her brows furrow disapprovingly. “That’s it? That’s so basic, y/n!” she groans. 

“Hey, basic isn’t always bad!” you exclaim, shoving her playfully. “If it works, it works, okay!”

“Whatever”. Lia rolls her eyes jokingly. “But just know I’m rooting for the both of you”. 

Fortunately, Jaemin shows up to work punctually, meaning that your plan can be put into action. 

“Psst, Jaemin,” you whisper, waving your hand in front of his face. “Earth to Jaemin”.

“Sorry, what?” Jaemin responds, snapping out of his momentary trance.

You can’t help but laugh at his stunned response. “Looks like the mid-afternoon coma is hitting us both — I feel it too. So, I was thinking we make each other a coffee of our choice, just to perk ourselves up. What do you say?”

“Why not? I need the caffeine fix real bad right now anyway,” he reasons, standing up from his chair and moving to where the cups and mugs were placed. “Hot, iced, or ice blended?” he asks. 

“Surprise me”. You simply respond, flashing him a grin. “And I’ll surprise you too”. 

With that, you both begin whipping up drinks for each other. 

You decide to make him a venti vanilla sweet cream cold brew, since his usual order is a cold brew, but you also know that he’s been obsessed with iced vanilla lattes recently — so why not combine the best of both worlds? Being aware that he enjoys having a stronger coffee taste in his drinks, you make his drink a little less sweet. 

This is where your plan comes to life. Picking up a marker, you write this on the cup, taking care to write where the vanilla cream is visible:

Be mine?

▢ yes

▢ no

Now, all that’s left to do is to wait for Jaemin to finish with yours, pass him the drink, and then wait for his response. 

It sounds so simple in theory, so why do my hands feel heavy as lead now? You question mentally as Jaemin reappears, looking slightly sheepish. “Y/n? I’m done with yours, are you finished with mine?” he asks softly. 

“Yes, of course! Here you go,” you exclaim, pass him the cup of cold brew and take your drink, trying to hide how your hands are shaking as if a 9.2 magnitude earthquake is taking place on them. 

The sight of your drink sends a new wave of butterflies flying right through you, while at the same time causing a laugh to bubble up in you, which you fight to keep down. 

Jaemin had made you a classic latte, but with a hilarious yet heartwarming twist. He’d clearly given his best shot at latte art, as shown from the words on the drink which have now almost dissolved into illegible, messy foam streaks. Fortunately for you, you’re still able to comprehend it. 

It’s the exact same thing that you wrote on his cup. 

You peek in Jaemin’s direction and catch sight of him gawking at the writing on his cup. “Y/n…” he trails off, his facial expression a clear giveaway of the shock he’s feeling. “I can’t believe we were thinking the exact same thing!” he exclaims, before bursting into guffaws. 

“I can’t believe it either,” you respond, now laughing your head off along with him. “Gosh, and to think I was so afraid to do this!”

“So was I!” Jaemin chuckles, sipping on the drink. “If only I knew you had almost the exact same plans as I had”.

“Well…I guess our answers to each other are obvious then,” you giggle. By now, you’re smiling so widely, the corners of your mouth could reach your ears, and you feel as if your whole chest is going to explode with how fast and hard your heart is pounding. 

“Well then, cheers to our newfound love for each other,” Jaemin declares, raising his cup and pulling you in for a side hug, all while gazing at you lovingly. 

“Cheers,” you respond, bringing your cup to his as you lean closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder as you soak up the warmth of his embrace. 

[23:16] “are you done ignoring me?” jaemin asked you, his head sticking round your bedroom door. you were currently curled up in your blanket, watching some netflix shows on your tablet. you didn’t reply anything to him, rolling your eyes instead.

“okay if you insist.” he slammed the door leaving you alone.

just now you were having discussions about which pokemon is the strongest when your opinions clashed. in the end, you ended up arguing and giving silent treatment to each other.

when he went back to your shared bedroom, he saw you sleeping peacefully. being careful to not wake you up, he lightly pressed a kiss on your temple. but still he won’t forgive you for belittling his beloved pikachu.

he promised to go biking with jeno before sunrise next day, but he didn’t want to disturb you at this hour just to ask you to wake him earlier. and he didn’t want to talk to you yet.

so he left a note by your bedside table.

baby, please wake me up at 5 a.m. -nana

he then dozed off to dreamland, his hand holding yours (he wanted to cuddle but his ego was just high).

-

jaemin was furious. you were not there beside him when he woke up from his deep sleep and you didn’t wake him up at all!

it was 8 a.m. and he was running late. at this time maybe jeno left him and went cycling alone.

he then noticed a note pasted on his arm.

babyyy, wake up~ -y/n

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Culture Things [M]

Genre: Dystopian, AU, SMUT, non-idol, angst, fluff

Pairing: NCT x OC

Warnings: None for this chapter <3

Word count: 3.07k

Summary: Zennie’s dreams of entering the walls are finally coming true. But she is about to also inherit a group of men who all have one common goal in mind.

A/N: Oh oh oh! I enjoyed writing this update because we get to see more of Zennie’s personality as she starts to grow more comfortable inside the walls~ I have actually told myself that I would try my best to update this story in a timely manner because it’s just such a good one. I love being able to incorporate all of the neos into one story because I feel like the number of members in the group, gives us so much more to work with. I am going through a transitional period in life rn but in the best way possible. It is has been nothing but great news since I started the journey. I am all set to have a hot girl summer and I hope everyone can also enjoy themselves this upcoming season <3 I appreciate all of you for reading and please leave feedback or just say hi. I love hearing from you~ 

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Culture Things. [M]

Genre: Dystopian, AU, SMUT, non-idol, angst, fluff

Pairing: NCT x OC 

Warnings: Oral sex, bodily fluids, rough sex, multiple partners, unprotected sex, dirty talk, voyeurism, threesomes, thigh riding, spitting (don’t ask), fingering, anal  

Word count: 4.5k

Summary: Zennie’s dreams of entering the walls are finally coming true. But she is about to also inherit a group of men who all have one common goal in mind. 

A/N: Man....all I’m gonna say is I LOVE me a nice slow burn. And it is soooo fun writing all neos into one story. It’s like the possibilities for the characters are endless fr. But anywho, I started a new big girl job last week and it has been insane (in the best way possible!). I am currently excited for all of the NCT stuff coming up! Starting with TOLO!! <3 I have a feeling that teasers will drop soon!! And Johnny saying that they have been recording for NCT 127′s new album as well as NCT 2023!??! And Dream is also have a comeback soon?!? I LIVEEEEE. I am also sure wayv will be coming back soon! And I think NCT Tokyo is basically at our door. IDK. I just feel like this year will be a good year for NCT. 

But not to drag on...please enjoy this chapter! Like, reblog, and leave comments. But most of all, you should follow me so you won't miss the next update <3 Happy reading, grass people! 

3. 

Still upset about Sungchan, Zennie stepped out into the sunny day and made her way down a path. She didn’t care where it took her but she had a few hours to kill before she had to be at the Pillars. Jackson hadn’t answered his phone and Zennie knew better than to call her sister. She figured she’d do as Sungchan said and get more acquainted with the community.

“Excuse me, I think I deserve some alone time with you, too.” A bright and soft voice said from behind her as she was walking towards the park. She turned around and was face to face with Haechan.

“Oh hi!” Zennie said once she realized who it was. She remembered him from the night before. He was also one of the younger Neos and he had some kind of kiss cam going around. Zennie had found it amusing. He walked around the common area and kissed Neos on the cheek while recording for his daily vlog. Most of them just looked at him like he was insane and she remembered Mark actually pushing him away. But Haechan just walked off laughing. Probably because he already had the footage he wanted.

“Do you want to play with me?” He asked with a smile.

“Play?” Zennie asked. “Play what?”

Haechan grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers. Zennie looked at him in shock but said nothing. She thought of the particular rule that Sungchan had mentioned and wondered why Haechan seemed to act as if it didn’t exist.

“Whatever you want.” Haechan said. “As long as it’s only me and you.”

Zennie was taken aback. He was the most bold. By far.

“You wanna play Uno?” She suggested. “It’s a card game.”

“A card game?!” Haechan asked? “Wow it is true that the rookies really enter and bring vintage things with them.”

Zennie didn’t know how to take that. “Vintage? Cards are considered vintage? Everyone plays Uno!” She said, getting defensive.

“Yeah if you don’t have 10G wifi.” Haechan said while rolling his eyes. “Come with me, I’ll show you something.”

10 fucking G. Zennie thought to herself. She thought it stopped at 5. Not inside the walls apparently.

She let Haechan drag her to the destination he had decided for both of them. They came to the front door of a dorm.

Zennie gulped. “Haechan.” She started to say. “I’m not sure if this is a good idea.”

“C’mon. I know you are going to enjoy it. You aren’t even giving me a chance.” He said whining and pouting.

“Well…okay.” Zennie said. And they stepped into his dorm.

Zennie immediately came to the realization that Neos had extremely different dorms than everyone else in the community. Their spaces were HUGE. And Czennie was way more talkative in their dorms. As soon as they walked in, Czennie chimed. “Haechan, you’re home. I’ve missed you.”

Zennie wanted to hurl.

“I’ve missed you too, Czennie.” Haechan said in a cheerful voice.

“Hello, Zennie.” Czennie said after a moment. “Please play kindly with Haechan.”

“Oh wow!” Zennie replied.

“I wanted to show you this.” Haechan stood up and opened up a digital box on his wall by spreading his thumb and pointer finger apart. “Czennie, add in a deck of Uno cards.” He said after he made the box big enough. It had grown to be about the same size as the entire wall. Suddenly both sides had a stack of cards.

“You can just tell Czennie when you’re ready to draw and she’ll do it for you.” Haechan said.

“But then she’s playing for me and I’m relying on her strategy rather than my own.” Zennie said.

“It’s completely randomized.” Haechan said with a shrug of the shoulders.

“But -” Zennie was cut off by Czennie’s chime. “Incoming call from Taeyong.”

“Oh shit.” Haechan said. He put a finger to his lips, signaling Zennie to be quiet.

“Answer.” He said.

“Haechan, please come to the Pillars. I’ll need you a little bit earlier today. I have an assignment for you.” Taeyong said, his voice taking space in the entire dorm.

Haechan immediately started to whine. “You always call me when you need someone to come in early. Why don’t you call Jeno?” He asked.

“Simple. I want you to come in. He has had his fair share of early days. Don’t worry.” Taeyong reassured Haechan. “Get here and get here soon.” He said sternly and then the call ended.

Haechan let his head drop and put a hand on his hip as he let out a sigh. “Our play date is going to have to wait.” He said with a small smile.

“I think it’s cute that you go whenever Taeyong calls.” Zennie said genuinely impressed.

Haechan let out a small laugh as Zennie stood up to head for the door.

“Zennie, wait! You have to give me a goodbye hug!” Haechan pulled Zennie into his arms and hugged her tightly. “I promise I will make it up to you.” He rubbed Zennie’s back, before finally releasing her.

“I’ll be waiting.” She waved goodbye and stepped back into the sunlight.

Well that was short-lived. Zennie thought to herself but still smiled to herself because although she wouldn’t admit it out loud, she found Haechan refreshing and fun.

She looked ahead and saw someone with a camera taking pictures of the summer sky. The person looked familiar but Zennie needed to get a little closer to confirm…

The person eventually faced her direction and made direct eye contact with her. Jaemin. It was Jaemin.

He smiled widely and started walking towards Zennie.

Her breath hitched once she remembered how their meeting went the night prior. There was something about him that made her slightly nervous. He kissed Zennie’s hand when he introduced himself and then went back to his table with Jeno and silently watched her for the remainder of the night. Zennie would periodically steal glances and she’d meet his eyes. But he said nothing.

She later forgot about him when Sungchan stepped into her view. Now she found herself face to face with Jaemin again. And she was anything but prepared.

“Hey.” He said, flashing a smile at Zennie. “This is such a nice surprise. I’ve been thinking about you.”

“Oh, you have?” Zennie asked.

“Yeah,  you’ve been on my mind since last night. No one warned me that you’d be this beautiful.” Jaemin bit his lip and looked at the Nikon camera in his hands.

“Oh.” Zennie said. “Oh.” Zennie didn’t understand what was going on. She had not one, not two, but three Neos in the span of 24 hours. Something told her Taeyong and Johnny would disapprove.

“I know you don’t have a fully open day, but spending some of your free time with me wouldn’t be the worst idea. How about we take some pictures?” He held his camera up and flashed another toothy grin. Zennie felt herself smile. Jaemin actually had a certain warmth to him. Maybe he was the one she should’ve latched on to instead of Sungchan.

“I would love to but I’m not wearing any makeup.” Zennie said, making a face at Jaemin.

“You do not need any makeup!” Jaemin said with widened eyes. “You are always pretty, Zennie!”

Zennie couldn’t help but laugh at his sudden outburst.

“Well, tell me how you really feel.” She said, placing a hand on her hip.

Jaemin brought his camera back up and snapped a picture of Zennie before she could say anything else. “Jaemin!” She gasped and watched Jaemin as he examined the picture. He didn’t seem to be fazed by Zennie’s reaction. Instead, he proceeded as if nothing happened.

“Let’s take more.” He said, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards a nearby garden. “Pose but try to make it look more natural than anything.”

Zennie didn’t know what else to do, so she just obeyed and let Jaemin take the pictures. He was very focused and seemed to genuinely be enjoying himself and Zennie felt she had no viable reason to take that away from him.

After about ten minutes, Jaemin seemed to have been satisfied, so he walked back to Zennie and started showing her the shots. She looked at them in silence and was pleasantly surprised at how they turned out. Jaemin was an amazing photographer. She’d never had shots like these, even with professional photographers.

“We aren’t quite done yet. Come with me.” He started walking without waiting for a response.

-

Back at the Pillars, Haechan was complaining to Johnny and Taeyong. “I just wanted to spend time with Zennie and you two got in the way.”

Johnny looked at Haechan with a soft smile. “There will be more opportunities. And I am sure she will understand.”

“Is that rule still a thing?” Haechan asked, still upset.

“It is still a thing and it will continue to be a thing.” Taeyong said while slowly twirling in his chair. “Haechan. I know it must be hard for you, but you will need to exercise a great deal of self control this time around.”

“I want her soooo bad.” Haechan whined.

Johnny walked up to Haechan and fixed his collar. “As do the rest of us.”

-

“Oh, this one is really nice.” Zennie said. She was sitting next to Jaemin on his floor as they were reviewing the pictures from earlier on one of the walls. Courtesy of Czennie, of course.

They sat very close to one another, letting their knees touch as they occasionally rubbed against each other.

They’d been at his dorm for over an hour but it was only twenty minutes ago that they had settled on the floor to start reviewing the pictures from their outing. Zennie had told herself she would continue to explore but after spending some more time with Jaemin, she realized she truly enjoyed his company. She learned that he was very good with numbers and was a hard worker. He also knew how to make a girl feel seen.

Everytime Zennie would speak, he’d stop whatever he was doing and give her his undivided attention. He made her feel as though everything she said was most important. His bright eyes would gleam and he would say nothing but only smile while watching Zennie speak.

Although Zennie wouldn’t admit, it made her knees weak.

“You’re a natural.” Jaemin said softly with his eyes still glued to the screen. He slowly turned to look at Zennie, letting his brown pools seep into her. He then moved closer and placed his chin on her shoulder.

“Yes?” Zennie said.

“You smell good.” He said cutely.

Zennie nervously laughed, but she didn’t attempt to remove him from her shoulder.

“Zennie…” Jaemin stood up and extended a hand to Zennie. “Follow me.” He said.

Zennie looked at Jaemin’s hand and then back to him. “Jaemin..” She said, still unsure.

“I’ll make you feel good. I promise.” He smiled and kept his hand out for Zennie to grab.

Fuck.  Zennie thought to herself. Jaemin had her right where he wanted her. They were alone. She was comfortable and she was needy. And he was damn near perfect. After a few seconds of having an inner battle within herself, Zennie placed her hand in Jaemin’s and stood up to face him.

“Jaemin, I don’t think we should do this.” Zennie said as a wave of guilt hit her.

“Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll stop.” Jaemin said, wrapping an arm around her waist and staring at her lips. He then brought his eyes back to Zennie’s just so he could see her flustered look.

“Adorable.” He said with a wide smile.

Zennie wanted to protest but she couldn’t. She wanted him. She wanted Sungchan too. But Sungchan wasn’t there. Jaemin was present and he was ready to give her what she wanted..

Zennie pushed all thoughts of Sungchan and his words out of her mind and let Jaemin press his lips onto hers. She kissed him back and could feel him smile in the kiss.

Jaemin slowly pulled away, searching for a reaction on Zennie’s face.

Zennie pouted and went in for another kiss but Jaemin stopped her. He put a finger to his lips and then spoke as soon as he could see that Zennie got the message.

“Czennie, sleep.” He said loudly. After a split second, a low chime sounded throughout the entire dorm.

Zennie gasped and broke away from Jaemin completely. “We can turn her off?!”

Jaemin chuckled but pulled Zennie back into his arms. “I’ll teach you about more things, once we’re out of bed.” He said directly into her ear.

“Are you sure you aren’t about to do something that could get you in a lot of trouble?” Zennie pulled away again and raised an eyebrow at Jaemin as he continued to stare at her with half closed eyes.

“I can handle whatever is coming.” He responded before licking his lips and kissing Zennie once more. Zennie wrapped her arms around his neck and sank into the kiss as the heat from his arms and chest spread throughout her body. “Let me just lock the door before-”

Then the door slid open and Jeno walked inside.

“I had to manually open the door, why is Czennie-” He stopped talking once he took in the scene.

Zennie waved meekly. “Hi.”

“No way are you actually this stupid.” He said to Jaemin, but with his eyes glued to Zennie’s.

“You should learn to knock.”Jaemin said, grabbing Zennie’s hand. Jeno looked at their intertwined fingers and laughed.

“Jaemin! Stop your game and send her off so she can start her schedules for the day.” He ran his fingers through his hair and stared at the pair. “You know…you are truly amazing. The biggest womanizer I’ve ever met but you always did so well with rules. Now look at you.”

Jaemin smiled and put his free hand up. “We aren’t doing anything we both don’t want to do.” He looked at Zennie and winked.

Oh, I’m never getting laid. Zennie rolled her eyes, and pulled her hand out of Jaemin’s.  She folded her arms and left as both Jaemin and Jeno’s set of eyes followed her.

“You’re just jealous because I was going to fuck her stupid and she was going to enjoy every second of it…and once again, nothing for you.” Jaemin scoffed as soon as the door shut.

“Well in the end, it’s just the two of us and a bottle of lotion, huh?” Jeno said, flashing a triumphant smile.

Afternoon rookies assemble in twenty minutes. The voice blared over the intercom. Zennie was still trying to make sense of Czennie and how she was so advanced and efficient. She smiled as she approached the entrance of the Pillars building. Her only win of the day. Because she was at Jaemin’s place, she was already close to the Pillars building so now she was early. So early that there was no greeter. Jungwoo wasn’t there and Zennie wondered if he’d show up in a few minutes if she waited.

The doors swung open on their own once Zennie was close enough and she made her way inside. The hallways were empty, so she figured she would try to catch Taeyong or Johnny before the other rookies arrived.

Just before Zennie reached the elevators, she heard a faint knocking sound coming from one of the rooms. So, naturally, she went to investigate. A door across the hall was left slightly ajar and the sound was coming from inside of that room. Zennie slowly walked closer, the sound growing louder. Then she heard heavy breathing and….moaning. After a few seconds, she got closer and heard audible words.

“Ah fuck, you’re creaming.” Zennie’s eyes widened. That was Mark. MARK WAS FUCKING IN THE PILLARS BUILDING. Zennie had to see this. Maybe even film for blackmail? There was absolutely no way this was allowed.

She pushed the door softly and slowly, but gasped as she lost her footing and landed in the room on all fours.

“Oh my god!” She said as she met Mark’s eyes as he was balls deep in some woman Zennie had never seen before.

The woman shrieked and Mark quickly pulled up his pants, trying his best to hide his very obvious boner.

“Zennie?!” He said, visibly shaken.

“I’m sorry, I need to go. I just heard a sound-I’m going upstairs now. Bye!” Without even waiting for an answer, Zennie ran out of the room and to the elevator.

-

Once the elevators opened, Zennie ran into Taeyong’s office and he looked up from his desk with a raised eyebrow. Zennie had almost forgotten how handsome he was during her time away from him. Almost.

“Is everything okay?” He stopped typing and stood from his chair. He was wearing glasses and was dressed rather casually. He looked tired. His eyes were a bit sunken in, his cheeks flushed, and his hair looked disheveled.

“I need to talk to you.” Zennie said, out of breath.

“Usually one would make an appointment for that.” Johnny said, as he appeared from around the corner. He was holding a book in his hands and he was also dressed casually and looked like he too, had missed a full night of sleep. But still, he looked like he could step into a magazine shoot.

Zennie, a person with poor sleeping habits herself, felt stuck. She hadn’t realized just how busy these two must be. Here they were, obviously sleep deprived and in less than fifteen minutes, they would have to deal with a room filled with rookies. Suddenly, her worries didn’t seem to be as big of a priority.

“I’m sorry, I just-”

“Please do not apologize.” Taeyong said in a calm voice. “We are here to make sure you are taken care of. Whatever you may need, Zennie.”

Johnny gave a small, tired smile but still nodded.

“No, it is okay.” Zennie shook her head. “I’m ready for schedules. That’s what is most important.”

“While we are happy to hear that, we only have one schedule for you today.” Johnny said before setting down the book in his hand. “Czennie, please download Zennie Pearl’s schedule for the day.”

“Of course, Johnny.” Czennie responded and not even a second later, Zennie heard her phone ping.

“Schedule share is now complete.” Czennie said.

Zennie read the words on her phone screen and was a bit confused.

“I’m sorry but there must be some kind of mistake.” She looked at the two men in front of her. “It says Dreamies from 3 to midnight.”

“Yeahhh..” Taeyong said. “It’s correct. I was able to speak with Jungwoo this morning. It’d be really beneficial for you if you spent your first few schedules working with them.”

“Health is a very important aspect of our culture. You aren’t healthy if you aren’t sleeping.” Johnny said, leaning against the wall.

“But what about you two? It’s obvious that you pull plenty of all nighters.” Zennie responded.

Taeyong and Johnny looked at each other and Johnny sighed.

But it was Taeyong who responded. “Zennie…We don’t actually pull plenty of all nighters.” He started. “ This is the first in a very long time. We are going to be leaving in the next few minutes.”

Leaving?!

“What about the rookies?” Zennie asked.

“Mark will be taking over for today.” Johnny replied with a shrug.

No fucking way. Zennie thought to herself. But it seemed her face and body language gave her feelings away because Taeyong made a puzzled face and tilted his head.

“Am I missing something here?” He asked.

“Nope! Nothing at all. Do I need to stay here? I mean I already got my schedule..” Zennie trailed off. She desperately needed to leave before she made an ass of herself.

“You can leave, Zennie. Enjoy your time with the Dreamies.” Taeyong said with a small smile. Despite the stress that decorated his face, he still managed to look the part of the most angelic being.

“Oh okay. Thank you. Bye.” Zennie waved and made her way back to the elevator.

Once the doors closed, Taeyong and Johnny looked at each other again. “Please tell me we made the right choice.” Taeyong said, biting a nail.

“I sure the fuck hope so.” Johnny responded, looking back at elevator doors again.

-

Zennie reached the Dreamies’ center and hesitated before going on. She even contemplated simply skipping out and going home. She could figure out an excuse after the fact. Too much had happened in one day and she had no idea what kind of work she would be doing with the “Dreamies”.

Zennie backed up and was about to turn to make a run for it, when the doors slid open.

A cute man with longer hair stood in front of Zennie. His jet black hair was the first thing Zennie noticed. Renjun. She felt her heart race become steady.

“Hey, are you okay? Czennie told me you were in front of the building but wouldn’t come in.” He said with a smile.

Oh, this AI bitch. Zennie mentally cursed but responded to Renjun with a warm tone.

“Oh it’s nothing, I’m just a little nervous.” She said, finally making her way inside.

“What exactly do you have to be nervous about?” A new voice chimed in from her left side. She turned to follow the voice and met Chenle’s unamused expression. “You have every Neo wrapped around your finger, including the two most important people on this site. Are you pretending or are you really that stupid?”

Zennie looked at Renjun, not sure how to respond to Chenle’s words.

“Well you don’t seem to be liking me that much.” She said with a hand on her hip.

“Sorry, I’m just smart. You are cute and smell like heaven but if any of what Taeyong said is true, I’m going to be keeping my distance. Us Neos are incredibly unstable.” He said, shaking his head.

There it was again. That word. Unstable.

“Chenle, what did Taeyong tell you? Renjun, do you know, too? What do you mean by unstable?” Zennie was determined to get some answers. She felt that this could be the perfect place to get more information. Clearly they had it.  Maybe even more than Sungchan could give.

“We won’t be telling you anything, Zennie. And not because we don’t want to. We just aren’t allowed to talk to you about it.” Renjun said calmly. His voice was soft and he seemed sincere.

Zennie only sighed and crossed her arms. Chenle smirked and continued on his way. He went down a hallway and disappeared through a door.

“Please follow me.” Renjun added. “We should get started.”

Zennie nodded and followed him down another hallway. The entire building was clean and extravagant. The floors were golden, the walls were white, and all Zennie could do was stare in awe.

They finally reached their destination and the doors slid open and Zennie and Renjun stepped into a white room.

A voice snickered from the side. Jeno appeared from a corner wearing his uniform. His hair was slicked back and he wore a white coat with a white button up and black slacks. The smirk on his face only added on to his perfect visual.

Zennie’s eye twitched as she remembered their encounter from about an hour before. He was an asshole and it didn’t help that he was attractive. She wanted to cry once she realized how long she was stuck with them. Until midnight. And doing what exactly?

“Well hello.” Jeno said, the smirk never leaving his face. “Today is just full of surprises, huh?”

“I guess.” Zennie said in a low voice, averting eye contact.

The doors slid open and Jaemin walked in with his eyes glued to the iPad in his hand. “Have you guys seen today’s file? You will never believe-” He looked up and froze when he saw Zennie. Then he gave a sly smile. “Zennie. My favorite girl. I am so happy you found your way back to me.”

“Ugh, dude.” Chenle said, coming around the same corner as Jeno. “Please, we are at work.”

“Has that ever stopped any of us before?” Jaemin raised an eyebrow and walked towards Zennie.

“Come on, I’ll show you around.” He reached for Zennie’s hand.

“The hell you are.” Renjun slapped his hand away. “She is already in the room that she needs to be in.”

Zennie looked at the room and felt as though she was in outer space. There were a few white chairs placed on a higher platform in the middle of the room and a control center, paired along with a massive screen where Zennie assumed Czennie showed all information. Then it suddenly clicked. She was the patient.

“There is no one else here.” She turned to Renjun, sensing he would give the most comforting response.

Renjun smiled sweetly and nodded. “Yes, Zennie.” He started to say. “I… well…. I think you have it figured out. Please don’t be scared. We would never do anything to hurt you.”  

“Unless you were to ask for it, of course.” Jeno said, putting his hands in pockets and leaning against a wall.

“Gross, man. Can you at least try to be decent?” Chenle spoke again, this time from a desk.

Renjun took Zennie’s hand and led her to one of the chairs. She sat down and Renjun pulled a lever at the bottom, flattening the chair into a bed. Zennie took a deep breath and looked at the fluorescent lights on the ceiling. “Just relax, okay?” Renjun said as he pulled a chair and sat beside Zennie. She nodded her head and closed her eyes.

“Hey, Czennie. Let’s get started with her scans.” Renjun said.

“Yes, Renjun. Scanning has commenced.”

Zennie  then heard lasers and assumed Czennie was scanning her face or maybe even her entire body.

What an angel. Zennie thought as she listened to Renjun direct Czennie with instructions. Please don’t leave me alone with these madmen.

“A few more minutes and we can look at what we need to tackle first.” He said softly, seeing that Zennie was finally relaxed.

“Okay.” Zennie said, fully trusting Renjun.

Suddenly Renjun grew silent and Zennie heard Czennie speak.

“All scans have been completed. Please direct your attention to the screens.” She said.

“Holy shit.” Zennie heard Jeno speak.

“No fucking way.” Chenle said after Jeno.

Zennie opened her eyes and sat up to look at everyone’s face. They all had a look of worry on their faces and Renjun walked up to the screen with a hand on his hip as he bit his bottom lip.

Zennie followed their eyes to the screen but couldn’t understand the codes on the screen. “What does this mean?” She asked in general. She would take a response from anyone. But none of them gave her a response.

“I think we should call Taeyong.” Jeno said.

“He said not to bother him unless it’s an emergency.” Jaemin said, raising a hand up to stop Jeno.

“This is an emergency.” Renjun and Chenle said in unison.

Say Yes. [M]

Genre: ABO, SMUT, ROMANCE, READER X MEMBER

Warning: Unprotected sex, SMUT, oral, dirty talk, profanity, some horror (?)

Summary: You are offered a choice that would change your life as you know it. 

Word count: 5.2k 

Currently playing: Lips- NCT 127 

A/N: Jaemin brainrot has led me here.  Can you believe??!? He is working so hard to climb higher on my bias list and it's working!! fhjdgjkdshgkja Please enjoy and interact. I will now retreat and continue working on my ongoing stories. 

“He’s been staring for the past 20 minutes. What a creep.”

“They always get like this around this time of year. God, I hate this so much.”

“This is supposed to be our busiest day. I won’t make rent if we get our hours cut again”

“Customers keep leaving. We are about to be in some deep shit. It will be a dog’s fault, once again. I like them better when their muzzles are shut. Fucking mongrels.”

“Shhh, he can hear us!”

You stared back at the very obvious Alpha seated in the booth near the entrance of your family’s restaurant.

He finally stood and started to walk to you. He was incredibly handsome. He couldn't be older than 25. He stood at about 5’10 with silver hair. He wore the widest smile you’d ever seen on any male. Human or werewolf.  You took a step back, flashbacks of what an Alpha’s fangs could do….started to play in your head.

“Hello.” He said. His voice was nothing like what you were expecting. And his eyes.... They lit up once he noticed that he had all of your attention, the wide smile never leaving his face.

“I didn’t mean to scare you or your coworkers.” He looked past you, to the concerned women behind you with worried expressions on their faces. “I come in peace.” He looked back at you and raised both arms.

You shook your head and took another step back.

“Please leave.” You said in a quiet voice and nodded towards the door. “You’ve scared all of the customers away.”

His smile drained from his face but he made no attempt to leave. He frowned and stepped closer. You, along with the rest of the staff, gasped in unison.

He chose to ignore them and kept his focus on you. “I can pay everyone for the week.” Your eyes widen. “But only on one condition..”

The smile returned as his eyes turned a fiery red. “You come with me.”

“Do not go with him!” Your younger brother said from behind the counter.  Nobody dared to come any closer but your brother was always the bravest out of the bunch.

The young alpha looked at your younger brother and tilted his head.

“There’s no need to worry. I promise to bring her back. Alive.” He said as his gaze shifted back to you, his jaw now clenching. You couldn’t see any other reason for that other than him gradually losing patience.

“You guys. It’s okay. I’ll go.” You said as the Alpha put his hands in his pockets and flashed a smile at you.

“Payday is this Friday.” You told him in a low voice.

“Just give me the bank information and I’ll have one of the Betas take care of it.” He said with a smirk. “Now. I think it’s time for us to leave. Don’t you agree?” He nodded towards the door.

You nodded in response and walked around to the back to grab your things. You came back to the front and left the front door keys on the counter.

“Please close up and go home. I will be fine.” You said as you walked to the door where the Alpha held the door open for you. He watched your every move and bit his lip as you passed him and went into the bright, spring day. He followed you outside and let the door close behind him as the chimes collided into each other.

You turned around to look at him, but said nothing.

“Yes?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Who are you and what do you want with me?” You asked him.

He stared at you and began to laugh.

You looked at him with a look of confusion. Did he think you were joking?

“I don’t know if you know this, but you’re supposed to get the guy’s name before you leave with him.”

You wanted to slap that ridiculous smile off his face. Of course he found humor in your panicked choices. Alphas never have to worry about their safety. The perks of being at the top of the food chain. You had six employees that would’ve ended up dead in an instant had you made one wrong choice. Finding out the Alpha’s name was last on your list of priorities.

“I am sorry but there were more important things for me to worry about…” You said as you folded your arms.

The Alpha reached out and gently unfolded your arms with both hands. Your jaw dropped as he placed both arms at your sides. He let his hands linger on your wrists before fully letting go..

“You really shouldn’t do that. It makes you look very unwelcoming.” He then said, his eyebrows meeting together in the middle of his forehead, paired with a crease. “My name…My name is Jaemin.”

He then slightly nudged you to the brick wall to your right as a sudden influx of people started making their way onto the sidewalk. The daily lunch rush.

“Okay, Jaemin. I’m assuming you already know my name.” You started.

“Yes, I do.” Jaemin responded. He was towering over you and simply observing your features but you felt as if the air was being pushed out of your lungs.

“O-Okay, so what do you want from me..” You finally got out. You had a very strong feeling deep in your gut about what he was possibly after. Coming to a human infested city when he could be enjoying his time with his pack somewhere deep in the woods..

Jaemin didn’t respond. Instead he grabbed your hand and led you to his car. You scoffed underneath your breath as he opened the passenger door to the very expensive sports car. But you got in and waited quietly as Jaemin entered through the driver’s side and started the car.

You said nothing for the entire drive and Jaemin allowed it. You watched in the rearview as the skyscrapers became smaller by the minute. You could pinpoint the exact spot in which the land turned into werewolves territory. The trees were healthy, the houses were huge, and the roads were lonely. You said nothing as Jaemin pulled into the driveway of the biggest mansion you’d ever seen. Made of…wood.

Jaemin stopped the car and the two of you looked at each other in silence. He smiled as he unbuckled your seatbelt. You then opened your door and he exited the vehicle, as well. You shut the door just as Jaemin appeared by your side. He grabbed your hand and led you to the front door. He opened it without unlocking it and brought you inside. You gasped and quickly put a hand over your mouth.

There were so many of them. Were they all Alphas? No way. They all looked at you as soon as the door opened but said nothing. There had to have been at least twenty of them. You involuntarily squeezed Jaemin’s hand, out of fear.

“Easy. Your heart is going to stop beating at this rate.” Jaemin pressed his ear as he spoke to you.

“A human?” A voice said from your left side. You quickly turned to see a very tall male walking towards you. “This is what we have been smelling?”

The look on his face was complete bewilderment. He ran fingers through his hair and chuckled to himself. “Do you know how much danger you’d be in, if it were any other Alpha that got to you first?

“Alright, Johnny. That’s enough.” Jaemin motioned for the taller male to cool it down. “I haven’t told her anything.”

Johnny mouthed “O” and stepped away slowly. The others in the house made no attempt to speak with you. Instead they returned to their previous conversations. Jaemin shook his head as he brought you to a spacious and beautifully decorated room. He closed the french doors and looked back to face you.

“Spill.” You said without missing a beat.  

“I chose you as my mate.” He looked at you with a straight face.

“Come again?” You asked him, unsure of what you’ve just heard.

“You heard me right the first time. I really don’t like repeating myself.” Jaemin replied with an eyeroll.

“And how exactly are we supposed to mate?” You asked him.

“Oh….. I don’t actually know. Maybe you can tell me how babies are made.” He shot you a mocking smirk with a raised eyebrow.

You nodded as a subtle smile formed. Just for a brief second, you’d forgotten Jaemin was an Alpha, but he reminded you quickly.

“I see..” You turned your back to Jaemin and walked towards the regal bed in the middle of the room and sat down at the edge. “What does this mean for me?”

“It means you are receiving an opportunity that many humans can only dream of.” Jaemin slowly walked over to you, his boot heels thumping against the wooden floor.

You watched Jaemin as he slowly made his way to you. He was calm and alluring, but above all, he was a mystery.

“Do I even have a choice here?” You asked Jaemin as he sat next to you.

He bit his lip and tilted his head but you could still see the smile form on the side of his face. He truly had never experienced a single worry.

“Oh humans…” Jaemin began. “Of course you have a choice. I can’t mate you without your consent. But I know you will choose me. You see….There are some factors that are in my favor.”

“Oh?” You could feel yourself falling deeper as he continued to talk. There was something about the way he enunciated his words and the tone he used to speak to you. It was much different than when he spoke to the Johnny character downstairs.

“Tell me. How much success have you actually had with human males? Can’t be too much, because I know you haven’t been touched in months. Your scent is all female. Not a single trace of male.” He stopped and sighed deeply. “I would never neglect you. I would never leave you. And I would make sure you never lacked anything you truly wanted. Now….does that sound so bad?”

You gulped at his words and he finally looked over to face you.

“You should also understand something about how we Alphas operate. Usually….among werewolves…The Alpha picks up the scent of an Omega and that Omega eventually becomes his mate. But things are a bit different with humans. If one Alpha has picked up on your scent, well that means so have many others…”

“Excuse me?!” You blurt out. “What do you mean by that?”

“It means exactly what I said. It was only going to be a matter of time before you found yourself with quite the werewolf problem.” Jaemin laid on the bed with an elbow propped to keep him on his side.

“So basically it’s you or whatever the fuck is out there looking for me right now.” You said, beginning to bite your nails.

“Hey.” Jaemin shook his head and pulled your hand away from your mouth. “There is no need for the nerves. Let’s just be grateful that it was me that found you.”

“I am never going back to my family, huh?” You ask quietly.

“Being an Alpha’s mate isn’t a prison sentence. My goodness.” Jaemin rolled his eyes. “You’ll be able to see your family as much as you please.”

“Oh.” You said, a bit embarrassed. Maybe you’d read one too many books about Alphas.

“I am getting really tired of being patient with you.” Jaemin muttered underneath his breath.

“Excuse me?!” You responded to his sass, unsure how anyone else dealt with him.

Jaemin said nothing but instead, began to lightly stroke your arm. His fingers were hot. They weren’t that hot when he touched you a few minutes prior. His eyes were focused on your skin and you could see him bite his lips in admiration.

“Jaemin?!” You said as he started to trail kisses up your arm.

“So pretty…” He finally reached your neck and began to suck as he pulled you closer to him by your waist.

You froze as you felt your panties become soaked. Jaemin hiked your skirt up over your hips and let it bunch on your waist before lifting you up and placing you on top of him.

“I need to be inside you.” He half groaned. “I need it.”

He then grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you deeply. Tongues fought for dominance as you began to leak through your panties. A deep growl grumbled in Jaemin’s chest once the scent reached his nose. He finally broke the kiss and looked at you with lust crazed eyes.

Jaemin was now breathing heavily. His hold only grew tighter around you as he started thrusting up.

“You’re so wet. I can feel it on my thigh.” He said reaching into your shirt. “You’re just as much of a cock slut as Omegas, aren’t you?” He said into your ear as he massaged a nipple between two fingers.

“Oh my…” You breathed as you felt a hard bulge at your core.

Jaemin kissed your neck and hummed. You felt him smile as he inhaled your scent once more. “Gonna fuck you so deep.” He started to rip your blouse open, the buttons flying in every direction.

You squealed as he shoved his entire face into your cleavage.

“God, you feel so fucking good.” Jaemin’s eyes fluttered and closed as he took a bud into his mouth and started to suck on it gently. You moaned softly and finally gained enough courage to touch him.

Sharp ridges could be felt underneath the silk button up he wore. You let your hands roam to the smooth skin on his collarbones and to his chest until you reached to the point where his shirt held together with three buttons.

You hesitated for a second but started to undo his shirt. Jaemin noticed and let the nipple slip out of his mouth with an obscene slurp. He looked up at you with red eyes again and gave a toothy grin.

“You’ve been nothing but skeptical since the moment we’ve met but now look at you.” He let you continue to undress him and pulled his arms out of the sleeves once you were finished unbuttoning his shirt.

“My Alpha is calling out to you. He’s very excited. Gonna fuck you until you’re begging me to mate you.” Jaemin rubbed your thigh as he hummed. He smiled when you slightly trembled at his touch. “Are you scared?” He said with a smile as he lifted you and placed you on your back, letting you melt into the soft pillows.

You shook your head no, afraid you’d only confirm Jaemin’s theories. “So it’s not fear that I’m hearing.” Jaemin said as unbuttoned your skirt and pulled it off of you.

Before you could respond, he took both of your legs and spread them and pushed them towards your shoulders. He lowered himself until he was facing your core.

“Jaemin, no!” You screamed.

He paused and sat up with a confused look on his face.

“You said you couldn’t do this without my consent. Well..you don’t have it.” You sat up and grabbed the blanket to cover yourself.

Jaemin placed both hands on his thighs and sighed. “You are truly something.”

“I’m not- I’m not ready.” You stutter.

“For sex..” Jaemin raised an eyebrow. “Or for sex….with me.”

You threw him a look of indifference and he moved off the bed. You didn’t know why but you felt a pang of disappointment as he put on his silk button up and started to button it up.

“Here.” He opens a door and you can see that it is a walk in closet. “Change into something. Dinner should be ready soon.”

“At 3pm?” You ask him.

“We are werewolves. We eat once a day.” Jaemin said before walking out the door and shutting it behind him.

You sat in silence as you tried to gather your thoughts. Was he angry? He sure didn’t seem like it, if he was. Your stomach started to growl, so you quickly got up and half ran to the closet.

“No way.” You gulped and walked deeper into the closet. The closet seemed to have belonged to a woman. A woman that wore your size. A woman that had your same exact style. You pulled a maxi dress off a hanger and pulled some underwear from a built-in drawer.

Within minutes, you emerged from the closet feeling brand new. You had on a pair of dry underwear and you were out of your work clothes.

The aroma of a feast filled the entire hallway as you made your way to the circular staircase. The entire house was booming with bass filled laughter from Alphas and it only grew louder as you descended down the stairs. Once you reach the bottom, you hear someone clear their throat. Jaemin is waiting for you at the side of the staircase and he’s wearing the warmest smile.

He reached out his hand and for the first time that day, comfort led you to take it. “I thought you’d be mad at me.” You said softly, a bit intimidated by the amount of eyes on you.

Jaemin wrapped an arm around your shoulder and squeezed. “I can’t be mad at a human for experiencing human emotions, now can I?” He said into your ear before giving you a peck on your cheek.

Truth was, you were terrified of going all the way with Jaemin. How much of your life would change once you fully immersed yourself into a community full of werewolves? How likely were you to be accepted? What would truly become of your family?

“Still can’t believe you really turned out to be a human.” A deep voice said from behind you. You turned and saw a new alpha eyeing you and Jaemin. You froze, afraid this meeting would take a turn for the worse.

The Alpha looked at Jaemin and then looked at you. “Nevertheless, you are beautiful. Jaemin has always had a tendency to follow beautiful things.” He took a swig of his beer and stepped closer. “Just so you know, we all know just how scared you are. You don’t have any reason to be. You’ll find out soon enough.” He tapped Jaemin on the shoulder before leaving.

“That was Jaehyun.” Jaemin said as soon as the Alpha disappeared. “He’s very friendly. As are the rest of us. Here, let me show you around.”

You felt your mood change as Jaemin held your hand and led you through the numerous lively bodies in the mansion.

When you arrived earlier, you only saw males but now there were also females as well as young ones. One of them ran to you and sniffed your hand without warning.

“Oh!” You exclaimed, completely surprised.

“Jisung, we talked about that!” An older Alpha came running after the young child.

“Sorry, dad! I just wanted to say hi.” The child said. He looked very apologetic and reached out both hands and lowered his head.

You looked at Jaemin and the Alpha with a confused look on your face.

“Grab both of his hands, if you forgive him.” Jaemin said into your ear.

You instantly grabbed the child’s hand and told him it was okay. He jolted up with the most adorable smile you had ever seen. Was he? Was he already an alpha? He looked like nothing more than a young boy.

“In case you were wondering, he is just a regular boy. The only difference between him and a human child right now is that he has more strength and a stronger sense of smell.” The Alpha, who you assumed was the father, said while seemingly reading your thoughts.

“Oh. I-uh.” You started to say.

“My name is Doyoung.” The Alpha smiled and extended his hand. You quickly shook his hand and told him your name.

“So nice to finally meet you. I hope you enjoy the dinner.” He gave you a warm smile and rubbed Jaemin’s shoulder before walking away with his child.

You immediately searched for Jaemin’s hand and he laughed. “Relax. I’m not going anywhere.”

Jaemin had only shown you the first floor of the mansion when you told him you were hungry.

“I guess I should feed you, huh?” He said, leading you to the kitchen. You weren’t sure how you even lasted so long.

You reached the dining room and felt your nerves go haywire. All eyes turned to you once you entered the room.

Some of the werewolves smiled and waved and it calmed your nerves a bit. Jaemin pulled out a chair and you sat down quietly. You were moved by his gesture but you tried your best to not let it show.

“Everyone seems so much nicer now.” You whisper to Jaemin.

“They weren’t sure who you were before, but they are now.” Jaemin said calmly.

“Oh…” It dawned on you that you were the only stranger in the entire mansion. You hadn’t taken into account how the others viewed you.

“Well how do they know so much now?” You asked him as the serving dishes began to get passed around.

“Oh, I told them while you were changing.” Jaemin said as he poured some wine into his glass.

“What did you tell them exactly?” You looked at him with widened eyes.

“I told them that you were the human I chose as my mate.” Jaemin responded nonchalantly.  

“Oh wow.” You said. “And they just accepted it?”  

“Of course.” He looked at you with a confused look. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“I mean….I’m not one of you.” You said in a soft voice.

Jaemin sighed. “That doesn’t matter. We are more alike than you think.”

“Well I am seeing that now…” You trailed off.

“Eat up. You said you were hungry. I don’t want you to starve.” Jaemin said, now digging into his food.

-

Thirty minutes later, you were finished with dinner and people were leaving the house.

“I thought everyone lived here?” You looked at Jaemin.

He looked at you and laughed. “Now, what would make you think that?” He asked.

“Everyone was here when we came earlier. And this place has like ten thousand rooms!” You said in a hushed whisper.

“That is true. But they only come to keep me company. It'll only be me and you most nights…”  Jaemin said with a smile.

“Oh… I didn’t realize. You actually live alone.” You said, feeling a bit embarrassed. It all started to make sense.

Jaemin lived alone in a community where being alone wasn’t the norm. Word spread that he had found a potential mate and everyone decided to show up and see who it was. Your introduction as well as your presence was important to them. Jaemin wasn’t the enemy that you made him out to be. He was just trying his best to not make this any more nerve wracking for you then it already was.

“Can we go upstairs?” You asked Jaemin.

“Are you okay?” He said, his voice laced with concern.

“Yeah, I just want to be alone with you.” You tell him as you wrap an arm around his neck.

Jaemin stood up and waved to the few guests that were still sitting at the table. You did the same and they smiled back. On the way to the stairs, you saw Doyoung holding a sleeping Jisung in his arms, while talking to a few other Alphas.

Once in the room, you walk a few steps and then turn to face Jaemin.

“I’m sorry.” You blurt out. “I passed so much judgment. I don’t know anything. You have such a beautiful community standing behind you. Your home is amazing. There is nothing that you lack. What I am trying to say is…. let’s do it. Jaemin, let’s be together.”

Jaemin looked at you in awe. The smile slowly formed and by the time it reached his eyes, he was directly in front of you and you reached out to caress a cheek.

“I was sure you’d choose me.” He covered your hand with his own and bit his lip as he looked down at your own.

You felt your breath hitch as he lowered his face and pressed his lips onto yours.

“Do you want to try again?” Jaemin asked once he pulled away.

You nodded a few times and Jaemin kissed you again. This time he removed the straps from your shoulders and let your dress fall to the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked you both to the bed.

He laid you down and started to unbutton his shirt. He practically ripped off his shirt and threw it across the room. You wrapped your arms around him as he lowered down to kiss you again. He pushed his clothed boner into your core and you gasped.

“I know it feels really big but I can make it fit, I promise.” Jaemin said seductively in your ear. He rose again and this time he started to undo his belt.

“Jaemin, wait.” You stopped him again.

He froze and looked at you. But he didn’t say anything.

“Let me.” You sat up and went for Jaemin’s belt. He let you undo his belt as he softly rubbed your neck.

“I love how eager you are. We are going to have so much fun together.” You smile at him before you pull his hard cock out from his jeans. It was huge. Your mouth watered simply by the sight of it and you quickly became mesmerized by the birthmark on the side of his shaft. Determined to show that you were cut out for the job, you kissed him deeply.

“Shit...” Jaemin said, but then whimpered softly as you swiped your thumb across the tip, spreading his precum around. You hadn’t a clue how you were going to manage his entire length but you started with the tip and gradually worked your way down, opening your mouth wider so your teeth wouldn’t get in the way. You felt him successfully slide down your tongue as his abs flexed from his sudden intake of breath.

You opened your eyes to meet Jaemin’s, only to find him already gazing at you. He smiled widely and bit his lip once your eyes met. “Deep-throating on the first night…hmmm. What am I going to do with you?” He then held your head in place as he thrusted further down into your mouth, making you take his entire length. You gagged as tears formed in your eyes and spit spilled from your mouth.

“You look even prettier with tears in your eyes.”Jaemin chuckled. “Now keep that mouth open wide. I wanna fuck your throat so more.” You obeyed and he thrust in deeper with an elongated grunt. You continued to gag as you felt tears stream down your cheeks, his hardened, thick cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. You gasped loudly once he finally pulled out his entire length.

“Awww, you poor thing.” Jaemin tsked as you wiped your mouth in a frenzy of heavy breaths. “Let me make it a little easier for you.” He got off the bed and stepped out of his pants and briefs, before coming back to you and laying you on your back. He traced a finger along the outside of your soaked panties and mouthed a slow “Wow.”

You tried to close your legs, too consumed by the overwhelming feeling of embarrassment. Jaemin stopped you from closing your legs with his hand and smiled at you as he laid on the bed and rested between your legs. His face was right at your core and he draped one of your legs over a muscular shoulder. “You can’t hide that mouth watering scent away from me, pretty.” He said before kissing the inside of your thigh.

He slowly peeled the panties off of you and threw them across the room.

Jaemin looked at you and smiled once your eyes met his. He held eye contact with you as he dragged his tongue from the bottom of your wet folds to your already throbbing clit. You covered your mouth with both hands before any sound escaped as Jaemin began to suck on your bud. He removed your hands from your mouth as soon as he noticed what you were doing. “I want to hear.” He said before bringing his attention back to your glistening core. Within moments, you were a screaming, withering mess as Jaemin started to make out with the most sensitive spot. A familiar sensation started to boil in the pit of your stomach and you grabbed a fistful of the Alpha’s hair.

“I’m close! I’m so close!.”Jaemin immediately stopped and pulled himself away. You groaned in disappointment but instantly stopped once you felt Jaemin line himself up, readying himself to enter. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he pushed himself in. A half lidded smile appeared on his face as he went in deeper. It wasn’t long before tears formed in your eyes again.

“They say pain is pleasure, baby.” He said, wiping a tear from your cheek. “You must love this cock.”

You nod rapidly while gasping as you struggle to accommodate his entire shaft. “Yes, Alpha! I love it so much.”

Jaemin’s smile grows wider as he finally finds his rhythm. He lowers himself to your ear and licks the outer shell. “Rub your clit while I fuck your tight hole.” He mutters in your ear.  You follow his order and start to rub on your bundle of nerves while Jaemin continues to plunge into you. He quietly chuckles to himself as he watches your eyes flutter close, leaving only the white showing, as you moaned loudly.

Jaemin watched as your face scrunched together and admired the soft breaths you let out before taking a breast into his mouth and gently sucking again.

“Alpha!” You screamed, the overstimulation becoming painfully unbearable.

“My princess, you are just so sensitive…” Jaemin groaned in your ear. He took both of your hands and locked them above your head in one hand, his thrusts going deeper than before. You felt your legs begin to shake as he slowly but surely began to near your spot.

“Do you like the way my cock stretches that pussy?” Jaemin asked, looking deep in your eyes once you opened them.

“Yes!” You blurt out.

“Can I mark you as my mate?” He asked, his eyes now glowing red.

You gasp but only mutter a strained “yes” as Jaemin finally hits your spot.

Your heart stops for a split second as you see fangs appear in the place of Jaemin’s human-like teeth. Before you can say anything, there is a splitting pain in the side of your neck. A blood curdling scream can be heard through the entire mansion as Jaemin sinks his fangs inside of your skin.

“That took much longer than expected.” Johnny said to Jaehyun as they finished up the last of the dishes.

“And they say humans aren’t a challenge.” Jaehyun chuckled and opened the front door for him and Johnny.

They locked the door from the inside and went home to their mates, leaving you and Jaemin to enjoy the mansion alone on your first night as official mates.

Say Yes. [M]

Genre: ABO, SMUT, ROMANCE, READER X MEMBER

Warning: Unprotected sex, SMUT, oral, dirty talk, profanity, some horror (?)

Summary: You are offered a choice that would change your life as you know it. 

Word count: 5.2k 

Currently playing: Lips- NCT 127 

A/N: Jaemin brainrot has led me here.  Can you believe??!? He is working so hard to climb higher on my bias list and it’s working!! fhjdgjkdshgkja Please enjoy and interact. I will now retreat and continue working on my ongoing stories. 

“He’s been staring for the past 20 minutes. What a creep.”

“They always get like this around this time of year. God, I hate this so much.”

“This is supposed to be our busiest day. I won’t make rent if we get our hours cut again”

“Customers keep leaving. We are about to be in some deep shit. It will be a dog’s fault, once again. I like them better when their muzzles are shut. Fucking mongrels.”

“Shhh, he can hear us!”

You stared back at the very obvious Alpha seated in the booth near the entrance of your family’s restaurant.

He finally stood and started to walk to you. He was incredibly handsome. He couldn’t be older than 25. He stood at about 5’10 with silver hair. He wore the widest smile you’d ever seen on any male. Human or werewolf.  You took a step back, flashbacks of what an Alpha’s fangs could do….started to play in your head.

“Hello.” He said. His voice was nothing like what you were expecting. And his eyes…. They lit up once he noticed that he had all of your attention, the wide smile never leaving his face.

“I didn’t mean to scare you or your coworkers.” He looked past you, to the concerned women behind you with worried expressions on their faces. “I come in peace.” He looked back at you and raised both arms.

You shook your head and took another step back.

“Please leave.” You said in a quiet voice and nodded towards the door. “You’ve scared all of the customers away.”

His smile drained from his face but he made no attempt to leave. He frowned and stepped closer. You, along with the rest of the staff, gasped in unison.

He chose to ignore them and kept his focus on you. “I can pay everyone for the week.” Your eyes widen. “But only on one condition..”

The smile returned as his eyes turned a fiery red. “You come with me.”

“Do not go with him!” Your younger brother said from behind the counter.  Nobody dared to come any closer but your brother was always the bravest out of the bunch.

The young alpha looked at your younger brother and tilted his head.

“There’s no need to worry. I promise to bring her back. Alive.” He said as his gaze shifted back to you, his jaw now clenching. You couldn’t see any other reason for that other than him gradually losing patience.

“You guys. It’s okay. I’ll go.” You said as the Alpha put his hands in his pockets and flashed a smile at you.

“Payday is this Friday.” You told him in a low voice.

“Just give me the bank information and I’ll have one of the Betas take care of it.” He said with a smirk. “Now. I think it’s time for us to leave. Don’t you think?” He nodded towards the door.

You nodded in response and walked around to the back to grab your things. You came back to the front and left the front door keys on the counter.

“Please close up and go home. I will be fine.” You said as you walked to the door where the Alpha held the door open for you. He watched your every move and bit his lip as you passed him and went into the bright, spring day. He followed you outside and let the door close behind him as the chimes collided into each other.

You turned around to look at him, but said nothing.

“Yes?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Who are you and what do you want with me?” You asked him.

He stared at you and began to laugh.

You looked at him with a look of confusion. Did he think you were joking?

“I don’t know if you know this, but you’re supposed to get the guy’s name before you leave with him.”

You wanted to slap that ridiculous smile off his face. Of course he found humor in your panicked choices. Alphas never have to worry about their safety. The perks of being at the top of the food chain. You had six employees that would’ve ended up dead in an instant had you made one wrong choice. Finding out the Alpha’s name was last on your list of priorities.

“I am sorry but there were more important things for me to worry about…” You said as you folded your arms.

The Alpha reached out and gently unfolded your arms with both hands. Your jaw dropped as he placed both arms at your sides. He let his hands linger on your wrists before fully letting go..

“You really shouldn’t do that. It makes you look very unwelcoming.” He then said, his eyebrows meeting together in the middle of his forehead, paired with a crease. “My name…My name is Jaemin.”

He then slightly nudged you to the brick wall to your right as a sudden influx of people started making their way onto the sidewalk. The daily lunch rush.

“Okay, Jaemin. I’m assuming you already know my name.” You started.

“Yes, I do.” Jaemin responded. He was towering over you and simply observing your features but you felt as if the air was being pushed out of your lungs.

“O-Okay, so what do you want from me..” You finally got out. You had a very strong feeling deep in your gut about what he was possibly after. Coming to a human infested city when he could be enjoying his time with his pack somewhere deep in the woods..

Jaemin didn’t respond. Instead he grabbed your hand and led you to his car. You scoffed underneath your breath as he opened the passenger door to the very expensive sports car. But you got in and waited quietly as Jaemin entered through the driver’s side and started the car.

You said nothing for the entire drive and Jaemin allowed it. You watched in the rearview as the skyscrapers became smaller by the minute. You could pinpoint the exact spot in which the land turned into werewolves territory. The trees were healthy, the houses were huge, and the roads were lonely. You said nothing as Jaemin pulled into the driveway of the biggest mansion you’d ever seen. Made of…wood.

Jaemin stopped the car and the two of you looked at each other in silence. He smiled as he unbuckled your seatbelt. You then opened your door and he exited the vehicle, as well. You shut the door just as Jaemin appeared by your side. He grabbed your hand and led you to the front door. He opened it without unlocking it and brought you inside. You gasped and quickly put a hand over your mouth.

There were so many of them. Were they all Alphas? No way. They all looked at you as soon as the door opened but said nothing. There had to have been at least twenty of them. You involuntarily squeezed Jaemin’s hand, out of fear.

“Easy. Your heart is going to stop beating at this rate.” Jaemin pressed his ear as he spoke to you.

“A human?” A voice said from your left side. You quickly turned to see a very tall male walking towards you. “This is what we have been smelling?”

The look on his face was complete bewilderment. He ran fingers through his hair and chuckled to himself. “Do you know how much danger you’d be in, if it were any other Alpha that got to you first?

“Alright, Johnny. That’s enough.” Jaemin motioned for the taller male to cool it down. “I haven’t told her anything.”

Johnny mouthed “O” and stepped away slowly. The others in the house made no attempt to speak with you. Instead they returned to their previous conversations. Jaemin shook his head as he brought you to a spacious and beautifully decorated room. He closed the french doors and looked back to face you.

“Spill.” You said without missing a beat.  

“I chose you as my mate.” He looked at you with a straight face.

“Come again?” You asked him, unsure of what you’ve just heard.

“You heard me right the first time. I really don’t like repeating myself.” Jaemin replied with an eyeroll.

“And how exactly are we supposed to mate?” You asked him.

“Oh….. I don’t actually know. Maybe you can tell me how babies are made.” He shot you a mocking smirk with a raised eyebrow.

You nodded as a subtle smile formed. Just for a brief second, you’d forgotten Jaemin was an Alpha, but he reminded you quickly.

“I see..” You turned your back to Jaemin and walked towards the regal bed in the middle of the room and sat down at the edge. “What does this mean for me?”

“It means you are receiving an opportunity that many humans can only dream of.” Jaemin slowly walked over to you, his boot heels thumping against the wooden floor.

You watched Jaemin as he slowly made his way to you. He was calm and alluring, but above all, he was a mystery.

“Do I even have a choice here?” You asked Jaemin as he sat next to you.

He bit his lip and tilted his head but you could still see the smile form on the side of his face. He truly had never experienced a single worry.

“Oh humans…” Jaemin began. “Of course you have a choice. I can’t mate you without your consent. But I know you will choose me. You see….There are some factors that are in my favor.”

“Oh?” You could feel yourself falling deeper as he continued to talk. There was something about the way he enunciated his words and the tone he used to speak to you. It was much different than when he spoke to the Johnny character downstairs.

“Tell me. How much success have you actually had with human males? Can’t be too much, because I know you haven’t been touched in months. Your scent is all female. Not a single trace of male.” He stopped and sighed deeply. “I would never neglect you. I would never leave you. And I would make sure you never lacked anything you truly wanted. Now….does that sound so bad?”

You gulped at his words and he finally looked over to face you.

“You should also understand something about how we Alphas operate. Usually….among werewolves…The Alpha picks up the scent of an Omega and that Omega eventually becomes his mate. But things are a bit different with humans. If one Alpha has picked up on your scent, well that means so have many others…”

“Excuse me?!” You blurt out. “What do you mean by that?”

“It means exactly what I said. It was only going to be a matter of time before you found yourself with quite the werewolf problem.” Jaemin laid on the bed with an elbow propped to keep him on his side.

“So basically it’s you or whatever the fuck is out there looking for me right now.” You said, beginning to bite your nails.

“Hey.” Jaemin shook his head and pulled your hand away from your mouth. “There is no need for the nerves. Let’s just be grateful that it was me that found you.”

“I am never going back to my family, huh?” You ask quietly.

“Being an Alpha’s mate isn’t a prison sentence. My goodness.” Jaemin rolled his eyes. “You’ll be able to see your family as much as you please.”

“Oh.” You said, a bit embarrassed. Maybe you’d read one too many books about Alphas.

“I am getting really tired of being patient with you.” Jaemin muttered underneath his breath.

“Excuse me?!” You responded to his sass, unsure how anyone else dealt with him.

Jaemin said nothing but instead, began to lightly stroke your arm. His fingers were hot. They weren’t that hot when he touched you a few minutes prior. His eyes were focused on your skin and you could see him bite his lips in admiration.

“Jaemin?!” You said as he started to trail kisses up your arm.

“So pretty…” He finally reached your neck and began to suck as he pulled you closer to him by your waist.

You froze as you felt your panties become soaked. Jaemin hiked your skirt up over your hips and let it bunch on your waist before lifting you up and placing you on top of him.

“I need to be inside you.” He half groaned. “I need it.”

He then grabbed the back of your neck and kissed you deeply. Tongues fought for dominance as you began to leak through your panties. A deep growl grumbled in Jaemin’s chest once the scent reached his nose. He finally broke the kiss and looked at you with lust crazed eyes.

Jaemin was now breathing heavily. His hold only grew tighter around you as he started thrusting up.

“You’re so wet. I can feel it on my thigh.” He said reaching into your shirt. “You’re just as much of a cock slut as Omegas, aren’t you?” He said into your ear as he massaged a nipple between two fingers.

“Oh my…” You breathed as you felt a hard bulge at your core.

Jaemin kissed your neck and hummed. You felt him smile as he inhaled your scent once more. “Gonna fuck you so deep.” He started to rip your blouse open, the buttons flying in every direction.

You squealed as he shoved his entire face into your cleavage.

“God, you feel so fucking good.” Jaemin’s eyes fluttered and closed as he took a bud into his mouth and started to suck on it gently. You moaned softly and finally gained enough courage to touch him.

Sharp ridges could be felt underneath the silk button up he wore. You let your hands roam to the smooth skin on his collarbones and to his chest until you reached to the point where his shirt held together with three buttons.

You hesitated for a second but started to undo his shirt. Jaemin noticed and let the nipple slip out of his mouth with an obscene slurp. He looked up at you with red eyes again and gave a toothy grin.

“You’ve been nothing but skeptical since the moment we’ve met but now look at you.” He let you continue to undress him and pulled his arms out of the sleeves once you were finished unbuttoning his shirt.

“My Alpha is calling out to you. He’s very excited. Gonna fuck you until you’re begging me to mate you.” Jaemin rubbed your thigh as he hummed. He smiled when you slightly trembled at his touch. “Are you scared?” He said with a smile as he lifted you and placed you on your back, letting you melt into the soft pillows.

You shook your head no, afraid you’d only confirm Jaemin’s theories. “So it’s not fear that I’m hearing.” Jaemin said as unbuttoned your skirt and pulled it off of you.

Before you could respond, he took both of your legs and spread them and pushed them towards your shoulders. He lowered himself until he was facing your core.

“Jaemin, no!” You screamed!

He paused and sat up with a confused look on his face.

“You said you couldn’t do this without my consent. Well..you don’t have it.” You sat up and grabbed the blanket to yourself.

Jaemin placed both hands on his thighs and sighed. “You are truly something.”

“I’m not- I’m not ready.” You stutter.

“For sex..” Jaemin raised an eyebrow. “Or for sex….with me.”

You threw him a look of indifference and he moved off the bed. You didn’t know why but you felt a pang of disappointment as he put on his silk button up and started to button it up.

“Here.” He opens a door and you can see that it is a walk in closet. “Change into something. Dinner should be ready soon.”

“At 3pm?” You ask him.

“We are werewolves. We eat once a day.” Jaemin said before walking out the door and shutting it behind him.

You sat in silence as you tried to gather your thoughts. Was he angry? He sure didn’t seem like it, if he was. Your stomach started to growl, so you quickly got up and half ran to the closet.

“No way.” You gulped and walked deeper into the closet. The closet seemed to have belonged to a woman. A woman that wore your size. A woman that had your same exact style. You pulled a maxi dress off a hanger and pulled some underwear from a built-in drawer.

Within minutes, you emerged from the closet feeling brand new. You had on a pair of dry underwear and you were out of your work clothes.

The aroma of a feast filled the entire hallway as you made your way to the circular staircase. The entire house was booming with bass filled laughter from Alphas and it only grew louder as you descended down the stairs. Once you reach the bottom, you hear someone clear their throat. Jaemin is waiting for you at the side of the staircase and he’s wearing the warmest smile.

He reached out his hand and for the first time that day, comfort led you to take it. “I thought you’d be mad at me.” You said softly, a bit intimidated by the amount of eyes on you.

Jaemin wrapped an arm around your shoulder and squeezed. “I can’t be mad at a human for experiencing human emotions, now can I?” He said into your ear before giving you a peck on your cheek.

Truth was, you were terrified of going all the way with Jaemin. How much of your life would change once you fully immersed yourself into a community full of werewolves? How likely were you to be accepted? What would truly become of your family?

“Still can’t believe you really turned out to be a human.” A deep voice said from behind you. You turned and saw a new alpha eyeing you and Jaemin. You froze, afraid this meeting would take a turn for the worse.

The Alpha looked at Jaemin and then looked at you. “Nevertheless, you are beautiful. Jaemin has always had a tendency to follow beautiful things.” He took a swig of his beer and stepped closer. “Just so you know, we all know just how scared you are. You don’t have any reason to be. You’ll find out soon enough.” He tapped Jaemin on the shoulder before leaving.

“That was Jaehyun.” Jaemin said as soon as the Alpha disappeared. “He’s very friendly. As are the rest of us. Here, let me show you around”

You felt your mood change as Jaemin held your hand and led you through the numerous lively bodies in the mansion.

When you arrived earlier, you only saw males but now there were also females as well as young ones. One of them ran to you and sniffed your hand without warning.

“Oh!” You exclaimed, completely surprised.

“Jisung, we talked about that!” An older Alpha came running after the young child.

“Sorry, dad! I just wanted to say hi.” The child said. He looked very apologetic and reached out both hands and lowered his head.

You looked at Jaemin and the Alpha with a confused look on your face.

“Grab both of his hands, if you forgive him.” Jaemin said into your ear.

You instantly grabbed the child’s hand and told him it was okay. He jolted up with the most adorable smile you had ever seen. Was he? Was he already an alpha? He looked like nothing more than a young boy.

“In case you were wondering, he is just a regular boy. The only difference between him and a human child right now is that he has more strength and a stronger sense of smell.” The Alpha, who you assumed was the father, said while seemingly reading your thoughts.

“Oh. I-uh.” You started to say.

“My name is Doyoung.” The Alpha smiled and extended his hand. You quickly shook his hand and told him your name.

“So nice to finally meet you. I hope you enjoy the dinner.” He gave you a warm smile and rubbed Jaemin’s shoulder before walking away with his child.

You immediately searched for Jaemin’s hand and he laughed. “Relax. I’m not going anywhere.”

Jaemin had only shown you the first floor of the mansion when you told him you were hungry.

“I guess I should feed you, huh?” He said, leading you to the kitchen. You weren’t sure how you even lasted so long.

You reached the dining room and felt your nerves go haywire. All eyes turned to you once you entered the room.

Some of the werewolves smiled and waved and it calmed your nerves a bit. Jaemin pulled out a chair and you sat down quietly. You were moved by his gesture but you tried your best to not let it show.

“Everyone seems so much nicer now.” You whisper to Jaemin.

“They weren’t sure who you were before, but they are now.” Jaemin said calmly.

“Oh…” It dawned on you that you were the only stranger in the entire mansion. You hadn’t taken into account how the others viewed you.

“Well how do they know so much now?” You asked him as the serving dishes began to get passed around.

“Oh, I told them while you were changing.” Jaemin said as he poured some wine into his glass.

“What did you tell them exactly?” You looked at him with widened eyes.

“I told them that you were the human I chose as my mate.” Jaemin responded nonchalantly.  

“Oh wow.” You said. “And they just accepted it?”  

“Of course.” He looked at you with a confused look. “Why wouldn’t they?”

“I mean….I’m not one of you.” You said in a soft voice.

Jaemin sighed. “That doesn’t matter. We are more alike than you think.”

“Well I am seeing that now…” You trailed off.

“Eat up. You said you were hungry. I don’t want you to starve.” Jaemin said, now digging into his food.

-

Thirty minutes later, you were finished with dinner and people were leaving the house.

“I thought everyone lived here?” You looked at Jaemin.

He looked at you and laughed. “Now, what would make you think that?” He asked.

“Everyone was here when we came earlier. And this place has like ten thousand rooms!” You said in a hushed whisper.

“That is true. But they only come to keep me company. It’ll only be me and you most nights…”  Jaemin said with a smile.

“Oh… I didn’t realize. You actually live alone.” You said, feeling a bit embarrassed. It all started to make sense.

Jaemin lived alone in a community where being alone wasn’t the norm. Word spread that he had found a potential mate and everyone decided to show up and see who it was. Your introduction as well as your presence was important to them. Jaemin wasn’t the enemy that you made him out to be. He was just trying his best to not make this any more nerve wracking for you then it already was.

“Can we go upstairs?” You asked Jaemin.

“Are you okay?” He said, his voice laced with concern.

“Yeah, I just want to be alone with you.” You tell him as you wrap an arm around his neck.

Jaemin stood up and waved to the few guests that were still sitting at the table. You did the same and they smiled back. On the way to the stairs, you saw Doyoung holding a sleeping Jisung in his arms, while talking to a few other Alphas.

Once in the room, you walk a few steps and then turn to face Jaemin.

“I’m sorry.” You blurt out. “I passed so much judgment. I don’t know anything. You have such a beautiful community standing behind you. Your home is amazing. There is nothing that you lack. What I am trying to say is…. let’s do it. Jaemin, let’s be together.”

Jaemin looked at you in awe. The smile slowly formed and by the time it reached his eyes, he was directly in front of you and you reached out to caress a cheek.

“I was sure you’d choose me.” He covered your hand with his own and bit his lip as he looked down at your own.

You felt your breath hitch as he lowered his face and pressed his lips onto yours.

“Do you want to try again?” Jaemin asked once he pulled away.

You nodded a few times and Jaemin kissed you again. This time he removed the straps from your shoulders and let your dress fall to the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he lifted you up and wrapped your legs around his waist as he walked you both to the bed.

He laid you down and started to unbutton his shirt. He practically ripped off his shirt and threw it across the room. You wrapped your arms around him as he lowered down to kiss you again. He pushed his clothed boner into your core and you gasped.

“I know it feels really big but I can make it fit, I promise.” Jaemin said seductively in your ear. He rose again and this time he started to undo his belt.

“Jaemin, wait.” You stopped him again.

He froze and looked at you. But he didn’t say anything.

“Let me.” You sat up and went for Jaemin’s belt. He let you undo his belt as he softly rubbed your neck.

“I love how eager you are. We are going to have so much fun together.” You smile at him before you pull his hard cock out from his jeans. It was huge. Your mouth watered simply by the sight of it and you quickly became mesmerized by the birthmark on the side of his shaft. Determined to show that you were cut out for the job, you kissed him deeply.

“Shit…” Jaemin said, but then whimpered softly as you swiped your thumb across the tip, spreading his precum around. You hadn’t a clue how you were going to manage his entire length but you started with the tip and gradually worked your way down, opening your mouth wider so your teeth wouldn’t get in the way. You felt him successfully slide down your tongue as his abs flexed from his sudden intake of breath.

You opened your eyes to meet Jaemin’s, only to find him already gazing at you. He smiled widely and bit his lip once your eyes met. “Deep-throating on the first night…hmmm. What am I going to do with you?” He then held your head in place as he thrusted further down into your mouth, making you take his entire length. You gagged as tears formed in your eyes and spit spilled from your mouth.

“You look even prettier with tears in your eyes.”Jaemin chuckled. “Now keep that mouth open wide. I wanna fuck your throat so more.” You obeyed and he thrust in deeper with an elongated grunt. You continued to gag as you felt tears stream down your cheeks, his hardened, thick cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat. You gasped loudly once he finally pulled out his entire length.

“Awww, you poor thing.” Jaemin tsked as you wiped your mouth in a frenzy of heavy breaths. “Let me make it a little easier for you.” He got off the bed and stepped out of his pants and briefs, before coming back to you and laying you on your back. He traced a finger along the outside of your soaked panties and mouthed a slow “Wow.”

You tried to close your legs, too consumed by the overwhelming feeling of embarrassment. Jaemin stopped you from closing your legs with his hand and smiled at you as he laid on the bed and rested between your legs. His face was right at your core and he draped one of your legs over a muscular shoulder. “You can’t hide that mouth watering scent away from me, pretty.” He said before kissing the inside of your thigh.

He slowly peeled the panties off of you and threw them across the room.

Jaemin looked at you and smiled once your eyes met his. He held eye contact with you as he dragged his tongue from the bottom of your wet folds to your already throbbing clit. You covered your mouth with both hands before any sound escaped as Jaemin began to suck on your bud. He removed your hands from your mouth as soon as he noticed what you were doing. “I want to hear.” He said before bringing his attention back to your glistening core. Within moments, you were a screaming, withering mess as Jaemin started to make out with the most sensitive spot. A familiar sensation started to boil in the pit of your stomach and you grabbed a fistful of the Alpha’s hair.

“I’m close! I’m so close!.”Jaemin immediately stopped and pulled himself away. You groaned in disappointment but instantly stopped once you felt Jaemin line himself up, readying himself to enter. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he pushed himself in. A half lidded smile appeared on his facenas he went in deeper. It wasn’t long before tears formed in your eyes again.

“They say pain is pleasure, baby.” He said, wiping a tear from your cheek. “You must love this cock.”

You nod rapidly while gasping as you struggle to accommodate his entire shaft. “Yes, Alpha! I love it so much.”

Jaemin’s smile grows wider as he finally finds his rhythm. He lowers himself to your ear and licks the outer shell. “Rub your clit while I fuck your tight hole.” He mutters in your ear.  You follow his order and start to rub on your bundle of nerves while Jaemin continues to plunge into you. He quietly chuckles to himself as he watches your eyes flutter close, leaving only the white showing, as you moaned loudly.

Jaemin watched as your face scrunched together and admired the soft breaths you let out before taking a breast into his mouth and gently sucking again.

“Alpha!” You screamed, the overstimulation becoming painfully unbearable.

“My princess, you are just so sensitive…” Jaemin groaned in your ear. He took both of your hands and locked them above your head in one hand, his thrusts going deeper than before. You felt your legs begin to shake as he slowly but surely began to near your spot.

“Do you like the way my cock stretches that pussy?” Jaemin asked, looking deep in your eyes once you opened them.

“Yes!” You blurt out.

“Can I mark you as my mate?” He asked, his eyes now glowing red.

You gasp but only mutter a strained “yes” as Jaemin finally hits your spot.

Your heart stops for a split second as you see fangs appear in the place of Jaemin’s human-like teeth. Before you can say anything, there is a splitting pain in the side of your neck. A blood curdling scream can be heard through the entire mansion as Jaemin sinks his fangs inside of your skin.

“That took much longer than expected.” Johnny said to Jaehyun as they finished up the last of the dishes.

“And they say humans aren’t a challenge.” Jaehyun chuckled and opened the front door for him and Johnny.

They locked the door from the inside and went home to their mates, leaving you and Jaemin to enjoy the mansion alone on your first night as official mates.

in which y/n is keeping a life-altering secret.

🌈  extreme fluff + angst every now and then + occasional sexual references

🌈  started 30th march 2020

🌈  completed 19th september 2020

🌈 female!reader x na jaemin (reader and jaemin are already in a relationship)

part 0 - character introductions

part 1 - mistakes have been made

part 2 - how did this happen

part 3 - cletus lives

part 4 - the c word

part 5 - does anyone know where I can find a Chris Bang?

part 6 - men r weird

part 7 - girly chat in the bathroom

part 8 - are you kidding?

part 9 - cletus needs me

part 10 - all this jesus worshipping has got me feeling sick

part 11 - 6 weeks

part 12 - summ fishy goin on

part 13 - mood swings

part 14 - premarital eye contact is a sin

part 15 - the bomb drops

part 16 - bangin’ cake

part 17 - babie boots

part 18 - domestic life of jaemin and y/n

part 19 - she’s just plain dumb

part 20 - I’m an adult virgin

part 21 - congrats on your teen pregnancy

part 22 - operation joyeon

part 23 - we sent her to a crack den

part 24 - poor boy

part 25 - drinks, chick flicks & girls generation

part 26 - beyoncé?

part 27 - sleepover night deux

part 28 - love scenario

part 29 - you really turned me on

part 30 - confident and thriving

part 31 - who messed with my daughter

part 32 - that one episode of victorious

part 33 - why is everyone betting on our child

part 34 - i’m a prodigy

part 35 - my human

part 36 - baby table

part 37 - bag of nuts

part 38 - cleopatra

part 39 - double date

part 40 - she lost it

part 41 - the girls

part 42 - glass mug

part 43 - love you

part 44 - ready

part 45 - birth in a swimming pool

part 46 - ugly villager

part 47 - single forever

part 48 - we goin birthing

part 49 - leave

part 50 - joyeon rights

part 51 - milkshake

part 52 - dramatic effect

part 53 - bump

part 54 - girlfriend asf

part 55 - clothes, train tickets & money

part 56 - rub your feet

part 57 - seaside town

part 58 - strawberry juice

part 59 - glacé cherries

part 60 - u birth

part 61 - nesting

part 62 - yoga ball

part 63 - lots of washi tape, not a lot of stickers

part 64 - baking abilities

part 65 - are you jenny

part 66 - apples & lemons

part 67 - hurry up and push her out

part 68 - helicopter over mars

part 69 - water balloon inside you

part 70 - finally here

part 71 - just us three

part 72 - my perfect girl

part 73 - still chaeyeon

part 74 - my entire world

part 75 - in the future

epilogue 1

epilogue 1.5

epilogue 2

epilogue 2.5

epilogue 3

epilogue 3.5 (final)

extras:

[happy birthday to you]

Diecinueve

Jaemin (demon au) x lectora

Smut

Sinceramente aún no entendías cómo es que el mundo le temía. Quizás fuera cierto que tenía las habilidades y rasgos de un demonio, pero también portaba el corazón de un humano. Jaemin hacía lo que podía para adaptarse a ese sentimiento que sentía por tí, pero estaba tan aterrado de que por su culpa algún día el mundo ya no te aceptará. Te consideraba demasiado buena como para ser real, tenía que tomarte de la mano para saber que no estaba soñando ni imaginando nada. Cada vez que lo veías a los ojos antes de besarlo se sentía humano.

Eran las siete de la noche cuando llegaron corriendo a su departamento para reguardarse de la lluvia, no quería que enfermaras, tu sistema inmune no era tan inmune después de todo. Jaemin vivía en un séptimo piso con vista muy bonita a la ciudad, y de noche desde esa altura, todo cobraba cierta magia a decir verdad.

Aún puede recordar claramente el día en que se conocieron, tampoco es como si hubiera pasado mucho tiempo, solo seis meses, pero tenerte así de cerca hacía que el tiempo se congelará y tomará forma amena. Aquel día había sido particularmente caótico, se suponía que tenía que ir a buscar a un tipo llamado Johnny quien lo ayudaría con su nueva condición, pero este tuvo un contratiempo de tres horas, solo le quedó entrar a la cafetería más cercana y esperar. Fue allí cuando después de esperar veinte minutos en la barra, te vio cruzar la puerta principal con un gatito gris entre tus brazos cálidos, una coincidencia que te sentaras a su lado y tu personalidad amigable le hiciera hablar, conseguir tu número, y desde allí un sin fin de salidas que supuestamente no eran citas pero que te hicieron verlo como nadie se tomo el tiempo de hacerlo.

El día hoy sería diferente a los demás, porque mientras más tiempo pasabas delante de Jaemin con la ropa mojada y pegada al cuerpo, más lejos se iban sus ganas de contenerse. Se habían besado innumerables veces antes, y aún así siempre se mantenía correcto, caballeroso. En ese instante quiso mandar todo a la mierda.

Sus labios tomaron los tuyos desprevenidos e iniciaron un lío de sonoras caricias desordenadas después. No podía evitarlo, tenía tanta sed de ti que sus manos se rehusaban a quedarse quietas, mucho más aún cuando estabas correspondiendo a su llamado lujurioso, entonces tomó las riendas para guiarte por primera vez a su habitación mientras en el camino se despojaba de tus prendas mojadas por la lluvia. Un éxtasis sin fin lo inundó cuando te sentaste sobre su pelvis iniciando un vaivén lento generando mariposas esquizofrénicas en su ansioso vientre. Con ambas manos, Jaemin sujetó tus aterciopelados muslos. Los dedos le cosquilleaban y su erección era cada vez más palpable, estaba seguro de que podías sentirlo. No podía parar de devorar tu cuello con besos hambrientos, seguro de que dejaría marcas después.

La camisa de Jaemin desapareció entre la oscuridad de su habitación en menos de un minuto, al igual que el resto de su ropa. Traviesos gruñidos necesitados escapaban de sus labios rosados mientras el cuerpo se le contorsionaba por el placer. Sus caderas marcaban un ritmo firme y profundo, los ojos entreabiertos contemplando el arte pornográfico que creaba tu anatomía vulnerable a merced, con tus piernas abrazando su cintura y tus manos recorriendo su espalda. La cama no paraba de sonar y se hacía más evidente su crujiente canción cuando más intensos eran los movimientos de ambos en el colchón.

Antes de pensar siquiera en acabar, se posicionó sobre su espalda para colocarte nuevamente sobre él así serías libre de hacer tu voluntad. De repente sus gruñidos bajos pasaron a ser jadeos profundos y finalmente en pequeños gemidos ahogados cuando más apretada sentía tu intimidad palpitante. Subía tan alto y no quería bajar, incluso después de que te hizo llegar al cielo, algo dentro de él le gritó necesitado que continuará, así que tomando otra vez el control logró hacerte llegar por segunda vez al glorioso orgasmo. Jaemin se corrió tan fuerte que su miembro seguía tartamudeando dentro de tí.

Minutos más tarde, con el cabello hecho un desastre y los ojos negros en su totalidad, Jaemin sonrió satisfacho a tu dirección recuperando el aliento. Se veía radiante e irónicamente angelical. No importaba todo lo que dijeran los demás sobre los demonios, Jaemin era la vivida prueba de que no todos sucumbian a los malos deseos, o para empezar, no todos eran malos.

𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧 | 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

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[a/n: this is only for entertainment purposes, do not come for me for writing this]

[7:43 pm]

“i should go,” you say to secretlover!jaemin as you watch the late afternoon sun scatter its final light onto the flowers in the garden. it streaks across your face when you turn to glance back at him.

jaemin is already staring at you when you meet his gaze, a small peony delicately balanced between two fingers. the breeze sweeps through his clothes as he makes his way over to you, the gravel crunching beneath his shoes.

he tucks the flower into your hair so it won’t fall out, working carefully. “i’m sure you should,” he whispers, his words close to your ear, and his fingers brush over your collarbone, exposed by your dress.

jaemin doesn’t step back to admire the view before moving to capture your lips in his. you slide your arms over his shoulders and he finds your waist, kissing you softly to make up for lost time and time that will be lost without you.

his fingers caress your jawline and your dress billows in the wind, the last bit of sun disappearing behind the stone wall, becoming nothing more than a golden memory that will fade into the evening sky.

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