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[2:28 pm]

“did someone say something to you?”

jisung was fuming. he knew you like you were the back of his hand—seeing you at the level upset as you were only infuriated him even more.

“no, no. i’ll be fine, ‘sung.” you try your best to smile at him even through the tears blurring your vision.

your boyfriend sighs, tugging you towards him as a soft sob escapes your lips.

“shh. i’m here, baby. cry it all out.”

Acquainted

Pairing: Jisung x afab!reader

Word count: 7.7k

Genre: fwb/ enemies to lovers

Warnings: Smut lol smutty smut smut, penetration, blowjob, grinding, making out, tiny bit of degradation, more praise, switch!jisung, switch!reader

Note: This is for my beautiful best friend, happy birthday El @spilledtee! I love you so much so surprise! not really bc you kind of already knew about it but it's now done! I hope you read and enjoy <33

Summary: Jisung was the repulsive, totally arrogant drag racer from your area. You were the mechanic aways willing to fix his bike, but that wasn't the only interactions the two of you had shared.

Your elbow felt rough against the bench next to the register, head resting against the flatness of your palm as you watched the gentle breeze of the earth allow the rustling trees to dance along the street. It was a nice image to trickle over, a playful, yet temporary distraction

“Welcome to Thunderous automobile store, how can I help you?”

The long sigh that wanted to come out and drag across the rest of your shift was closer to becoming a reality. This job paid well, yes. Being a mechanical assistant was an amazing job. Everything you dreamed of after taking over the family business; but today was just not one of those days. The ones filled with polite customers, easy transactions, and helpful coworkers. It seemed to be that nobody was in a good mood, customers were more than angry, and business was slow. You were truly grateful for this, but you would be lying if you were telling yourself that today was going to be a day of joy and excitement.

The statement of welcome was something you repeated almost every 5 minutes. So much to the point that your tone had lost the enthusiasm it once screamed of oh so many years ago. Eyes peered down, you failed to notice who it was that slammed the door open.

“Well if it isn’t my favorite person checking me out right now.”

Your eyes snapped up immediately, noticing the boy you oh so ‘dreaded’ was below, his face very memorable with that god annoying smirk as he looked at your almost lifeless body just standing there.

“Jisung, what are you doing here? The last time I saw you was like two days ago, did you miss me that much?”

“Well,” he chuckled, swiftly jumping and sitting on top of the very dusty counter, “I may or may not have scratched the bumper of my motorcycle wheel after the big drag race last night and you’re so, so good with your hands,” he pauses, spinning his legs around to face you, lifting a hand oh so slightly, allowing the dorsum of his fingers to brush across the heating up flesh of your cheek, “in more ways than one of course, but I really need you to fix it because I have another one tomorrow, do you think you could do that for me?”

Practically everything this man did stuck under your skin, like a permanent layer of bubbling annoyance was built, but his tone made you want to fold. Hence the reason you were in such a predicament. The reason why he knew that you were good at using your hands in more ways than just fixing cars or motorcycles or any automobile for that manner. It was only a couple of times, yes. The cringe that erupted from your stomach and contributed to the aching pain that assembled everytime your memory of being under Jisung resurfaced. You had conditioned yourself to hate him, repulse him even when he wasn’t around. But the temporary amnesia began the moment he walked through those big steel doors, and you’d be lying to yourself if you didn't want him to take you then and there.

“You’re so cocky for someone that just damaged his motorcycle for the 4th time in 2 weeks.”

The ignorance of his unnecessary innuendo’s was grealty noticed by the man who spoke them, scoffing at the way you brushed past his legs and reached for your magical box of tools.

“Fuck you’re so nonchalont today aren’t you?”

You said nothing, standing back up to full length, pretending to pout at him.

“Wow,” he gasped, an over exaggeration the least as he placed a hand to his chest, “this isn’t like you, y/n, usually you’re begging for me by now.”

The muscles on your face visibly changed as your jaw became clenched. This weaponization of your submissive tendencies was his way of getting under your skin, contributing to that building layer that just made you want to shut him up and slam him against the nearest hard surface, fucking him into silence. The workplace was the one environment where anything about your private life was just not on display, Jisung was abusing his power at this very moment.

“Where’s your bike?”

The spanner was in your left hand, the head being waved around, gently hitting your opposite palm in a repetitive motion. Your eyes fixated on him truly for the first time today, pupils dilating at clothing, or lack thereof as he stood in front of you. The black dress pants, white dress shirt combo was something you had never seen Jisung even touch. From the couple of times you had hung out with him, dressing somewhat professional seemed like who he actually was. Not that you were complaining of course. He looked really, really good, and the fact that he had caught you on a bad day was taunting you, making the idea of having some fun something that you were leaning towards.

“Over there baby,” he smiled, pointing to the back left corner of the warehouse, “let me show you where the scratch is.”

He took one stride, stopping before reaching his arm in front of you.

“Beautiful ladies first.”

“Jesus christ,” you scoffed, shaking your head as you walked in front of him. A gasp left your mouth as soon as you saw the thick line grazed across the rim of the back tyre.

“Jisung, are you joking? How the fuck did you manage to do that?”

“I told you baby,” he chuckled, standing right next to you, “it was from the race! Guy had some kind of dagger that stuck out from his bike.”

Your stomach dropped at the thought of Jisung being in the slightest of danger, the feeling catching you off guard. It felt like the color had drained from your face. You didn’t like him, right? No, definitely not. You’re just an empathetic person.

That’s definitely what it was.

“Oh,” was all you managed to say, squatting down and completely over analyzing the damage. Anything but looking at Jisung was enough to distract you from him towering over you, that smirk on his face that you had seen too many times before, especially in, well, other situations. It was so irritating how effective something as basic as his stance had an effect on you. But your pride, your ego, was still intact and too strong to break down. Maybe you did want to give yourself up to him, but it wasn’t going to be easy, and Jisung always liked a challenge.

“So it’s probably going to take me the whole day. You can stay if you like, there's coffee on the pot in the kitchen tea area.”

“Sure thing darling.”

Jisung smiled, crouching down, invading your personal space once more. He felt closer this time however, the warm scent of his always delightful breath fanned across the opening of your neck, sending an aching shiver down your spine, everything about him was so intoxicating. He could simply lift a finger and it would have you on edge. But that was not the task at hand right now. The to-do list was simple: 1. Fix Jisung’s bike damage and 2. Kick him out of the shop as quickly as possible. Two very simple tasks that could be done in a short period of time if you worked hard enough. On the contrary, any rational thought that was previously comprehended in your brain was dissipating the closer he became. You could feel the bareness of his hand snaking across your back, ascending and dipping into the bare exposed skin of your shoulder, playful fingers dipping underneath. His touch felt like an ice cold blade, cooling your aroused body of heat at the right temperature. A soft sigh escaped your lips at his touch, eyes fluttering shut as his fingers began to drabble back and forth along the petite bra strap. You coursed yourself for wearing such an undergarment with limited fabric.

“Hmm,” he hummed, pushing his lips closer to the side of your face, just under your ear as he continued to whisper in a hushed tone, “I’m barely doing anything and you’re already faltering.”

You didn’t reply, brain fuzzy without a coherent thought. All your senses were purely focused on the way Jisung’s touch felt, how his voice sounded. Cognitions of how he tasted were flooding through, drowning the frontal lobe of reason and rationality the less space there was between the two of you.

“Shhhh,” he hushed, pressing his lips to the back of your earlobe, “look at you, so unprofessional, slutting yourself out for me in the middle of work.”

Your eyes snapped open immediately. How could you forget that you weren’t in the privacy of your home? You stood up as you wriggled out of Jisung’s sex trap. Scratching your head, you scoffed, astonished that you fell for his charms so easily.

“There’s some coffee in the tea room out back.”

Your voice was weak, too afraid that if it had volume it would crack. Jisung understood, happily applying himself to the back of the store, thankfully where everyday customers were not visible. He wanted to get on your nerves, yes, and he did so very well and very easily. But he knew not to go too far. In all honesty, he knew you better than he wanted to. In contrast to your denial, Jisung had already moved past that stage. There was something about you that just set his heart on fire, and although the two of you had a long history of competing against each other, especially in the drag race world (one which you had now retired from), but as soon as that tension of supposed hatred faltered into one of sexuality, it was over for him.

**FLASHBACK**

The night was a dark one, the only thing illuminating the group of people skinny dipping in the ocean was the moon. The five people including yourself, Hyunjin, Chan, Felix and Jisung. How you ended up together with them after an intense race you were unsure, most likely due to the copious amount of alcohol consumed in the club after. Nothing but giggles and chuckles filled the air as the five you swam around together, allowing the calmness of the water to consume your intoxicated brains that felt like they were running at the speed of light.

“Let’s play a game,” Jisung shrieked, causing you and Chan to jump away from him.

“Jisung shut the fuck up right now,” you mocked, a bubbly giggle erupting from the rest of the boys, “you talk way too much for my liking.”

“Oh yeah,” he smirked, “I talk too much, what about you? That’s why you fucking lost to me tonight.”

“You guys please,” Felix whined, spinning around in the light waves, “can the two of you not bicker? I’m too drunk for this.”

The both of you ignored Felix’s request, moving closer together as the volume to your voices began to ascend.

“No you fucking idiot,” You scoffed, thowring your hands in the air out of frustration, “I let you win.”

The scene was already unfolding in front of the other three boys. Slowly backing away, they continued to watch this frantic, yet very composed, very uptight and intense interaction between the two of you; the only thing missing was popcorn. They watched as Jisung swam closer to you, a look of promiscuity settling across his features.

“You let me win? What a load of horse shit.”

“Well I did,” you giggle, flicking your fingers against the water, dozens of droplets hitting him across the face. A look of shock horror overcame him, causing him to repeat the same motion. And so it began, the back and forths of splash attack on attack, so much to the point where Jisung grabbed you by the waist, pulling you down under the water to stop you. It worked successfully, and by the time you had come back up, he was right there, no personal space being respected whatsoever. Hands still eagerly gripped to your sides, he looked at you with such hunger, such desire; lust. It was intoxicating, a different type to the one caused by the multitude of shots hours prior. He couldn’t help it, the way your hair was slicked back, and eyes now black, smudged with mascara, it was making him think very, very dirty things that he wanted to do to you, right then, right now.

“You’re such a fucking idiot,” you huffed, “did you really have to just try and drown me to win, again?”

“Shut the fuck up y/n, you love losing to me.”

You moved closer, lips awkwardly brushing the skin next to his lips as you began to speak once more.

“Shut the fuck up huh?”

“You heard me.”

“Make me.”

You watched him turn on his heels, finally walking away from you, and disappearing into the back door. ‘Thank god,’ was all you were thinking, completely grateful that today was a slow day and no one else except for Mina who just happened to be on her break, occupying the store. The distractions were gone, and you could get back to your passion of fixing bikes and making them brand new.

***

The moment you began working on it, buffing out the deep wound, everything fell back into place. This was your passion, and it made you somewhat grateful that he chose to bring his bike to you. He probably came just to get some yes, but you honestly did not mind. If it meant you could get some work done and have something to do on what felt like such a boring day. It was also satisfying how easy it was coming out. You would say your work was about halfway done when you decided it was the right time to take a break. You hung the sign on the door, notifying customers to come back in half an hour after lunch time, taking yourself to the break room. Ignoring the man you loathed sitting in front of you, you turned to smile at Mina, opening the fridge, and taking out your lunch for the day.

“I see you have met Jisung,” you huffed, opening the microwave.

“Yes I have,” she smirked, “why didn’t you introduce him to me sooner?”

“Because,” you replied, a scowl evident on your face as you sat down to wait for your food, “he’s just a customer, nothing else.”

“Ouch,” he mocked, placing a joking hand across his heart, “that hurts.”

“Mhm, yeah sure it does.”

“My break is over now,” Mina pouted, completely ignoring you and staring at Jisung, “it was really, really nice to meet you. We should hang out sometime.”

“Oh,” he smirked, eyes fixated on you as he replied to Mina’s suggestive remark, “sure thing, maybe I’ll ‘accidentally’ ruin my bike again, any excuse to see a pretty girl like you walking around here.”

The pang of jealousy that went straight to your chest was too real. Seriously? Jisung really had the nerve to come into your workplace, get you worked up, flirt with employees, then act like nothing had happened. You did not want to be jealous, or possessive, nothing of the sort. But the way his eyes lingered on Mina’s behind was something that you were refusing to accept. It’s not like he really had any intention to do the things he was saying, but the intention of making you jealous was a mission accomplished; it was written clearly all over your face. The only other time he had even such an expression was the day Chan rocked up to the derby with a new bike that you thought you had destroyed. Your baby, swept away, or so you thought. The furrowing eyebrows and the suppressed lip line was making Jisung’s eyes fill with curiosity. Was that all he needed to have you under him? He was lost in thought when he felt the restless grip of your palm digging into his shoulder.

“Ow,” he mimicked, obviously not in pain, “what was that for?”

“We’re going home now.”

A smirk came back to Jisung’s wanting lips before he replied to your credulous demand.

“Aren’t you in the middle of a shift?”

“Yeah, well,” you hesitated, nerves suddenly taking over your mouth, “it’s my business, and I can tell Mina to close for me, unless you want me to stay so you can leave with her.”

“Oh,” he chuckled, turning his head slightly to face you, taking your chin in his grip, “somebody’s a little jealous.”

You did not know it was possible to want to punch someone in the face and jump their bones simultaneously. The look on his face was so cocky, pride accelerated and ego exuberating, but his tone, the sultriness and sexuality of it made your heart flutter. Usually if you felt such a sudden feeling, you would back away. Knowing that keeping this relationship up with Jisung was not good for you, and Jisung felt like a red flag. You wanted to say no, wanted to reject his advances. But the way he was now standing up, thumbs barely printing into either side of your hip bones as he slowly walked you backwards, waiting until the arch of your back was the only part of your backside that wasn’t touching the wall.

A sharp inhale escaped your lips at intense arousal that peaked when Jisung parted your legs with his own, digging his upper thigh at the ache that had just begun to form. Things were happening fast, and although your original thought to go home was more appropriate, the rationality and common sense was simply just too much to contemplate. Especially when you felt his lips ghost over the crook of your neck. Another small gasp leaving your throat, not used to the innocent, or, well, not so innocent touches your feelings from the man you oh so desired. The featherlike weight tickled across your skin, the tillitating sensation turning you into a desperate woman; begging to be touched by Jisung was looking like a good option already. It was embarrassing, already this needy, wanton girl for him; he’d barely done anything yet you were already melting into a pool that could be considered a flood, full of lust, full of that desire that your partner was reciprocating.

“Listen,” he chuckled, a deep breath through his nostrils following, “I’m not interested in her.”

He paused, attaching his lips to yours for a brief moment, the loud noise of your lips forming into one was too short to notice as he pulled away again.

‘I really, really want you.” Jisung bit down on his lip, leaning forward, nose grating across your left cheek, “If I have to make you a little jealous for you to realize how much you want this, want me, then I don’t regret it.”

His words ignited something in you. A punishment. His round about way of saying it, practically asking for it was too tempting to just slide over.

“I do,” you gasped, “I really do, but not here.”

You pushed him by the chest for a brief moment, swiping your keys from your backpack. Those occupied your left hand while Jisung’s belonged to the other. You tried to speed pass, but Mina knew you like the back of her hand, already standing at the door ready to ask you 20 questions before you left.

“Please Mina, don’t ask any questions, I’ll promise to pay you extra if you close for me and don't say a word to my dad, okay?”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” she huffed, moving away from the door, “don’t do anything that I wouldn’t do.”

“That’s not much,” you yelled, voice shrieking as you were being pulled away by a very eager Jisung.

The car was not far, Jisung practically slamming you against the exterior of it. His attack was imminent, lips sloppily reattaching themselves to your ready lips. A moan came from him, tongue pushing through your lips, finding yours in an instant. The kiss became so much more as he began to grind against you. An exasperated sigh left your mouth as you felt his incoming hard on choking your thighs. It felt good, so so good. Like magic. Everything in the world was normal. You wanted to moan again, over and over for him at the smallest gestures: but giving a cocky bastard like Jisung that satisfaction was not something you were willing to give up, yet at least.

You came back to your senses as you pushed him away once more.

“You’re such a fucking horny bastard,” you scoffed, rolling your eyes as the key went into the car door, “couldn’t wait till we got home, could you?”

He chuckled as he hopped into the passenger seat, waiting for you to walk around and get into the car, “If only someone else was there to witness how you were moaning against me, practically begging for me to fuck you right here, right now.”

Your jaw clenched as the ignition started. He wasn’t wrong. You were totally into it, and you most definitely would have enjoyed being fucked in public. But your pride was too strong, too great to increase his own ego.

The car ride was silent, very silent. The car ignition, however, was the opposite. To say you were speeding home was an understatement. Desperation was increasing, and the longer this car ride took, which already felt like a lifetime plus two, was really starting to be too long for your liking. The music was gentle. Not too loud, not too quiet, just enough to ghost over the steaming tension that was rising by the minute.

Jisung’s frustration was increasing, and the way you kept your eyes strictly on the road was making him mad. He reached over, fingers spread well apart as he rested them against your inner thigh. The action made you jump slightly into your seat, and the god forbidden, devil coated smile came back to his lips; he knew he got you.

“God,” he scoffed, noticing that your destination was here, “you’re so easy to get a reaction out of.”

The feeling of wanting to punch him in the face was coming back, and now, you really had enough. Storming out of the car, you opened his door, grabbing his wrist, practically yanking him out of his seat as you dragged him to the foyer of your apartment complex.

All he did was laugh. In the foyer, in the elevator, as you were opening your door. Enough was enough, and the fact that you already hated this man with a burning passion did not help the way you core ached whenever he pissed you off, intentionally or not. Locking the door behind him, you chuckled, letting go off his wrist and pushing him down onto your couch. His eyes widen with excitement the moment you’re hovering on top of him. Knees on either side of his hips, a sense of power took over you. It tended to be the other way round the several other times you were with him. You wanted to be in charge, and he had already pissed you off, to a very strong point. You were lifting your shirt, shimmering in the way he ogled at your chest, always like the first time he ever had seen you naked.

“Take it off.”

“Why should I?”

“For fucks sake,” you groaned, sitting down on top of his cock, “you really want to make this difficult?”

A stifled groan escapes his hips as you release all your weight onto him, a gentle rhythm of rocking back and forth over his pants.

“fuck,” he whispered, a poor attempt of keep his gratification under his breath. it made you shoulder, truly enjoying the way he folded, and how the tables had turned in an instant l. Your hood was gentle, barely any friction at the center of your bodies, but it was enough to drive Jisung insane. chest pressed against his own, you leaned forward, heavily analyzing the way he was biting into his bottom lip. you lifted a finger, placing it under his chin, and tilting his head in the slightest as you pucker your lips, stealing a quick kiss from his. The goal was to rip his teeth away from the skin. you gasped, seeing the eroded teeth marks that had sunk into the skin just below. for some reason it really turned you on. so much that you rushed forward, taking him into an attack. you moaned into him, the feeling is his tongue maneuvering in such an arousing way sending electricity straight to your core. it made you rut faster, harder against him. Jisung choked, knowing how embarrassingly hard he truly was now.

“mmm,” you hummed against his lips, teeth sinking into his bottom lip, a large pop sound as you pulled away, “are you sure you wanna do this the hard way baby?”

“fuck you’re such a tease,” he huffs. his palms begin to roam, placing themselves perfectly over each ass cheek. a grunt escaped his lips. playing with you ass was one of his favorite things in the world. it was also one of yours. it was intoxicating, watching Jisung have his way with you, the pace now set by him dragging you behind shading his suffocating crotch. It made you frustrated. frustrated that he couldn’t help himself and take control. this was your time. you had the power. it was all up to you how the rest of this sexual encounter was going to proceed.

“uh uh,” you whined, “it’s my turn.”

gripping his wrists simultaneously, you smirked, ripping them away from your body as you lifted your own shirt off your body. no hesitations came to Jisung’s mind as he hooked two fingers behind your back, letting the thin undergarment linger across his chest, his mouth was already watering at your tits. yes he liked your ass, but your tits: the man was in a completely different dimension. He leant forward, attempting to take one into his mouth. but his attempt fell short, leaving you satisfied with how easily he still thought he could have you.

“you don’t listen, do you?”

he declined to answer, mouth opening as you kicked your leg back over, standing up in front him as you walked to your room, one by one, each piece of clothing sliding off your body. By the time you reached the door frame, your ass was the only thing in Jisung’s sight. you turned on your heels, like a ballerina in the air as the look of innocence and naivety pained your features.

“Are you coming?”

he said nothing once more, almost tripping over his own two feet as he ran to catch up to you. He stood over you, lifting his arms up as you did him the honors. once his shirt was off, you were already pouncing onto him. the dips of his beautifully curved muscles on his stomach felt so tender to the touch as his legs hit the edge of the bed. you pushed him gently, giggling as he fell back onto your bed. He sat upright, legs spread far apart as an invitation. you hovered over him, one leg bent with the side of your knee on his left side, the other bent 90 degrees, his right resting against it. Jisung gave you one last gaze, eyes ogling at your lips. He pushed them forward, swiping them across yours in one more swift motion before attacking your neck. a groan that sounded more enthusiastic than you wanted to escape your lips, the tickling sensation of teeth nibbling at such sensitive skin was divine. Jisung moved with intention, a trail of his own spit and marks tricking down the center of your chest, that was until he found himself where he had wanted to be the moment you began to undress; your breasts. he took one in your mouth, circling his tongue vigorously around the sensitive skin that was your nipple. his hands began to roman once more, finding a familiar spot that was your ass as your back arched into him. god, he fucking loved how you did that. your tits made him so rock hard, he wasn’t aware it was even possible. arms wrapped around his neck, you whined, the feeling of his tongue on you too much to go unnoticed. you felt so greedy, taking one hand off of him, grabbing your own breast and pushing his tongue onto it. The feeling was too good not to chase. a continuous string of moans left your mouth as he sucked on your nipples continuously, milking you like his life depended on it.

“fuck,” he mumbled against your skin. the longer you went on like this, the more his groin began to ache. his pants were still on, and he needed something, anything to relieve himself for one moment. He couldn’t help it. seeing you moan on top of him, solely due to his touch turned him on so much.

his left arm escaped your behind, effortlessly unzipping the zipper on his own pants. He pushed past his boxers briefly, still keeping his tongue on you. his motions had become sloppy, whispers and gags of pleasure suffocating his throat as he began to pump himself.

your eyes peeled down, chuckling at his desperateness he had become, so desperate to the point where he couldn’t even ask you to relieve him from the throbbing arousal he was feeling. If anything it was cute, seeing him taking his desperation into his own hands.

“such a naughty boy,” you gasped, a hint of sarcasm in your tone, “you could have just asked me to suck you off.”

his eyes had formed into those of sadness, like a puppy dog waiting to eat it’s dinner. Jisung looked away, somewhat embarrassed by his eagerness. It was surprising. A facial expression you had never seen come across him. You pulled away for a moment, using your index finger to push his chest down lightly. This gave you room to climb back on top of him, repeating his lustrous actions of leaving a trail of wet, deep, kisses along his chest, watching his face contort into a place of sensitivity and stimulation simultaneously. He watched with great intent. The closer and closer you got to his groin, the more he anticipated. It was like he had never been sucked off before. That poor, innocent little boy, practically frozen at the pretty girl underneath him. He felt helpless, but he was lost in the feeling, too distracted by your lips hovering above his boxers.

Your eyes peeked at his boxers, hard on millimeters away from you, before looking back up at him. Your lips formed into a smirk, engrossed in Jisung’s reeking desperation for you to touch him. Opening your mouth, you let your tongue swipe across the bottom of your top teeth, before biting on the waistband of his boxers oh so slightly. A sound of neediness slipped from his tongue. He rose to his feet as he watched with anticipation, analysing you every move.

“Fuck y/n, please,”

“Oh yeah? What do you want, baby?”

“Please don’t make me beg.”

A chuckle left your lips, “fine,” you paused, removing your teeth from his undergarment, “if you didn’t want me to suck you off, you should have said so.”

The attempt to get off your knees was slow, wanting to tease Jisung in the most cruel way possible. It was the least you could do to get revenge on him humiliating you in the workplace. His eyes widened, hands placing themselves on either shoulders, pushing you back down to your knees.

“No,” he blurted, moving his boxers forward desperately, “please, please y/n.”

“Please what?”

“You know,” he mumbled, a sudden shyness taking over his features, “please.”

“Use your words, Jisung.”

It was the most entertaining seeing him like this. In such a submissive space. It only made you want to fuck him more. His lips began to tremble, a gasp escaping his mouth widely, shocked by the way you ripped his panties off in one swift motion. As you inched closer, his breathing hitched, head turning to the side, yet eyes watching from peripheral view, anticipating the immense feeling of relief he would feel the moment your lips touched him, sunk on him, wrapped around him with so much lust, so much desire.

“Please,” he cried, so much desperation to keep you on your knees, “suck me off.”

“Yeah?”

Your smile was unmatched.

“Yes, baby,” he paused, hands snaking around up to your neck and entangled into your scalp, “put those lips on me and suck that cock real good.”

His demeanor had done a 180. As you opened your mouth, his hips bucked forward, tip prodding at your barely parted lips as he looked down on you so pathetically. He couldn’t even believe himself that you caught him in such a vulnerable state. His hand increased with tension as he felt his tip engulf in your mouth, that sigh of relief coming quicker than ever as he felt him fill your mouth to the hilt. His moves were swift, slow, so much want and need flowing through his body the longer he felt his length buried past your lips. This was going to be a battle of dominance, and you didn’t mind playing around for a brief period of time. Anything to boost the ego of a cocky son of a bitch like Jisung.

“Holy fuck,” he groaned, mouth forming into a growl as he looked down at you. Your lips, wrapped around him, eyes so beady, so innocent, so naive, exactly like how you were the first time you met. Jisung loved your eyes, and you loved the way he looked down at you. So much pity, so much appreciation simultaneously as you obediently bopped your head along his cock. It felt good to have him in your mouth; it was something that you craved. You loved to please Jisung. You hated it to admit it, but as soon as you felt his lips on you, his hands on your skin. Any bit of him you craved, and having his cock in your mouth was a personal favorite. Jisung bit down on his bottom lip, giving you that extra motivation he needed to make him feel good. His hips were increasing in pace, the endless strings of curse words and sounds of gratification music to your ears.

“Y/n,” he moaned, “fuck baby, your mouth feels so good.”

A chuckle of enthusiasm bellowed from your chest, the vibration of your humor adding to the infinite pleasure he felt. He delved even further, slowing his speed almost to a halt, before stuffing his length to the maximum, tip hitting the back of your throat. Your eyes grew wide, that familiar sound of precum gurgling in the back of your throat as a euphoric moan of pleasure left Jisung’s lips, and boy, were you enjoying every moment.

His hips were already shuddering, and there, that was your moment of vulnerability to get him back. Take control. Then a gentle shift in demeanor with his eyes closed and his head blown back, this was the moment you would get back to the purpose of this meeting: the punishment.

Your trusted knees helped you rise to his height, watching his head recoil back instantly when he felt your lips on him no longer. He was confused momentarily, but the shrill terror of adrealline that croused through his body took over as he felt himself being pinned down by you. Your palms resting against his, you began to attack his lips again, and he moaned into this kiss, his whines becoming louder when you rocked yourself against his body. You could make him cum untouched.

You pulled away, legs on either side of his waist as you rocked back and forth against him. Your own sigh of relief had now come, your clit feeling like heaven after what felt like hours of throbbing and ungratefulness, grinding along his length. A deep groan left your lips as your hands ascended up your body fingertips dragging up your torso and past your chest, disheveling into your hair. This felt so good, he felt so good.

Jisung was a whimpering mess. You could hear him begging again, but you were too much in your own world of gratification to hear the words that slipped out of his longing mouth.

“Shit,” you groaned, “still wished you interrupted my work?”

“Yes,” he breathed out, “don’t. Regret. Anything.”

“Hmph,” you huffed, hovering over his waist, “we’ll see about that.”

He had no time to respond. All you gave him to concentrate on was the feeling of lowering down into him. That gasp, the simultaneous one that feels nostalgic, like these feelings that you chased in your everyday life had been found. His cock stretched you out so well. Your hands were already firm on his chest as your hips worked back and forth hardly. The smooth rolling of them was sending Jisung into a crazy headspin. He placed his hands on said hips, wanting to feel the fluidity of them himself.

“Fuck,” he cursed, a sharp tone indicating his voice, “your pussy feels so good.”

“I bet it fucking does,” you hissed, a deep moan following, “being filled up had never felt so good.”

There was nothing but truth behind that statement. The longer you straddled his cock, the more hypnotized you became. You eyes were wounded shut very tightly as your concentration focused solely on how good you truly felt in this moment.

What you didn’t notice, however, was the momentous control Jisung was grasping the longer you stayed like this. All wound up from sexual tension and desire. Your movements were already getting sloppy, and Jisung would be an idiot if he did not notice this.

“Do you like that?”

“Yes,” you groaned.

“You like fucking me?”

“Yes baby.”

“Great.”

He paused, fingers digging into your hips, making it impossible for you to move. Your eyes opened with confusion as you looked down at him, a smirk once again plastered across his lips. Uh oh. You were in trouble. However, you had no time to think, Jisung hastily flipping you over, making himself on top. The gesture took you by surprise, a small shriek coming from your lips.

“What are you doing?”

His actions spoke for themselves, quickly lining himself up before burying his length back into you once more. His pace was decent, the type to make you want to grab your sheets profusely, or scream into a pillow. It was exactly what he was going for, but to give him that satisfaction was something you refused to accept.

“You tried to fuck me, and don’t get me wrong, seeing you on top of me was great.”

He paused, a hard thrust coming after his bold statement. He leant forward, body practically falling onto yours a he placed a merciful kiss under your ear lobe. He only moved back slightly, just keeping enough distance to ave his lips resting on the cartilage of your ear.

“But that’s my job.”

“What,” you asked, breath shaky in response.

“I fuck you, you don’t fuck me.”

Your chuckle in an attempt to brush off his claims was weak. He was thrusting at a snail’s pace, but god did it feel good. His concentration on telling you how it was going to be was so large, you were terrified of what would happen if the focus changed to your pussy. You could see the underlying devil that stood in the shadow of the man on top of you. He was being gentle, very cautious right now, but you know exactly what to do to make that devil come to light.

“No,” you whined, grabbing his left wrist, needing something to hold onto, “you can’t d-do that.”

The cocky facial expression changed to one of frustration. His eyes were pooling with darker shades the longer he stared at the bratty individual underneath him.

“No? Hm, you’re so cute when you don’t listen.”

He stopped briefly, freeing himself from your grip as the hand you previously held in your grip wrapped around your throat.

“I’m gonna fuck you into submission, and you’re gonna like it?”

The gentle suppression of air to your throat made it hard for you to say no. The feeling of only Jisung’s throat made you feel this way. Your core began to throb again, the wanton neediness of his cock was the only option that would satisfy you. It was evident on your face, and Jisung knew that was so close to making this so-called dominant exterior of yours tumbling down.

“No,” you choked out, “w-won’t happen.”

“Oh yeah? Watch me.”

He plunged himself all the way into you, letting his cock become burying against your walls. A desolate whine escaped from your lips as he snapped his hips into you. Jisung somehow gained power with each thrust, making you fall apart completely and utterly against him. The range of noises that came from your lips were unconscious and unstoppable. His hand left your throat, instead, lifting your hips in the slightest so the angle of his cock sliding in you was perfect. Your jaw dropped, feeling the perfect spot being hit by the man on top of you.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,” was all you could say, and all Jisung could do was smile, pleasing himself, but also content with how much you were enjoying yourself.

“Does that feel good baby?”

“Yes,” you blurted, any conscious thought of dominance dissipating from your body, “so good to m-me you are.”

“Shhh,” he hushed, knowing how difficult it must be for you to speak, “let yourself go for me baby.”

He could see the silent tear blistering at the corner of your left eye. He found it so adorable. Jisung could not be mad at your stubbornness. He knew you wanted to prove yourself, but in his eyes, you didn’t need to. You were already perfect the way you were right now. Seeing you like this was one of his favorite moments he shared with you. It felt so intimate. It’s everything he could have asked for.

He picked his speed up greater. Less snappy and rough, but still fast enough to hear the lewd skin scalping bouncing off of the walls. He was close, you were close. It was obvious. Nevertheless, he never sped up nor slowed down, wanting to keep this same pace, and the same amount of pleasure. One hand left your hips, pushing his thumb, ring finger, and pinky down, leaving his index and middle finger in the air. He brought them to your lips, tapping on them gently.

“Suck.”

You opened your mouth instantly, spitting on his fingers before taking them in your mouth. Your head bopped diligently, waiting to make sure more than enough spit was lathering Jisung’s fingers.

“Ah such a good girl,” he chuckled, “so obedient.”

He withdrew them from your mouth, opening your pussy lips as he placed the saliva coated tips against your clit. Your brain had malfunctioned in its entirety. He knew exactly what buttons to push, and how to drive you to the edge, making you beg for him, have you on your hands and knees, or in this case, on your back, arching for him.

“Jisung,” you moaned, his name slipping out of your mouth over and over, “f-feels so good fuck.”

“It’s okay baby,” he cooed, using his thumb to wipe away the tears that brimmed at the corner of your eyes, “I know it feels so good.”

Jisung’s hip pattern was becoming irregular and even though he knew you wouldn’t last much longer, his self awareness was too great to know that he was just as close. Your breaths were becoming shallow, whines dragging out as you felt the brim coming closer and closer. Jisung hovered over your body once more, pressing an angelic kiss to your lips before looking at your contorted face, analyzing how much more you could really take.

“Are you close, baby?”

“Mm,” was all you could say, knowing that your throat would instantly crack if you tried to speak.

“Do you want to cum?”

He was so soft spoken, making sure to properly care for you at this moment. He knew you were sensitive, very sensitive, and in seconds, he would have you cumming: hard. You nodded in response, biting down on your bottom lip to prevent your jaw from locking in position.

“Okay baby,” he whispered, slowing down his thrusts, but increasing his fingers against your clit in contrast, “cum for me.”

He watched intently as as your legs fell apart, a large moan escaping your lips as you came undone around him, wall clenching around his cock as your pelvis shook involuntarily against him. The clench was enough to make him cum, his warm seed dripping out of your soaked pussy. He collapsed next to you, quickly turning to his side to cater to you.

“Fuck are you okay?”

You sat up, head feeling dizzy for a brief moment, before returning back to normal consciousness.

“Yes I’m okay.”

He sat up to be next to you, a gentle kiss laid on your cheek as he looked at you with so much admiration. He could feel the words bubbling in his chest, and you could tell that he wanted to say something. He looked nervous, which was rare, seeing as you did not know he was capable of such an emotion. All he could do was stare at you.

“Is there something you want to-”

“I love you.”

You could see the instant regret Jisung felt interrupting you with such heavy words. It wasn’t what you were expecting, but it did bring a smile to your face, a rather large one too. You pushed him back onto the mattress, head across his chest as he wrapped you into his embrace. It should have been awkward, seeing as you had not replied to him yet. Nevertheless you laid there in peace for a while, a comfortable silence falling over the room.

You turned your head towards him, grinning at the way he was already looking down at you.

“Jisung?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you too.”

something sweat to something more

Word count: 654

Pairing: jisung x stya {stay/reader}

Genre: smut

Rating: 18+

Warnings: hinting at sex, slight mention of Dom!jisung, palming

☪️ Master List ☪️

it had been a few days since jisung had decided to tease you, and you had purposefully given him a few days to forget and not be on edge so he wouldn't expect your revenge.

you are now with the guys, watching a movie, everyone was all bundled up in blankets, as it was an especially cold and rainy day.

you and jisung are sharing one blanket, all snuggled up together. everyone was invested and captivated by the movie. it was the perfect time to start your revenge.

you had you legs across your boyfriends lap, so you took your legs off him and reposition yourself to be sitting on your knees instead. he had looked at you, when you first moved, out of disappointment at the loss of your weight on him, but just went back to watching the movie afterwards.

you leaned your head on his shoulder as you 'watched the movie'. you placed your hand on his knee and he smiled placing his head atop yours, thinking it was a loving act, until he felt your feather light touch, slowly moving up his thigh, and his eyes shot wide instantly.

his entire body stiffened as he sat up in his seat, trying to stay subtle as he used his right hand to stop your left, from traveling up too far up to far, and HIS left to keep the blanket up to cover you both, as to not reveal the situation you both were in.

he lent in, pretended to kiss your cheek, as he whispered in your ear

"what do you think you're doing??!", he lent back with a fake smile.

you drew in closer and also , pretended to kiss his cheek, whispered in a sultry voice

"I'm getting my revenge that little stunt you pulled a few days ago, also felix saw us..." you said while palming him through his sweatpants as you lent back and smiled evilly at him before returning to watching the movie as he reveled in the fleeting pleasure of you still palming him, trying not to make it obvious to the guys what you were doing to him, but his little groan and glare at you as you remove your hand from his growing/hardening member, made them question what you did, but left it alone and return to watching the movie.

jisung started to think of all the things he would do to you as revenge.

@time skip, cus i can @

after the movie it was thundering and you could not go yet, and this worked out in jisung's favor. as you were about to go with jeongin, to play video games, jisung grabed you and pulled you onto his lap.

he planted kisses all over your face, it would have been sweet if it weren't for the raging boner you could feel clear as day {pun not intended }under you.

"eww you should get a room before being this gross." changbin complained.

jisung stopped with his attack on your face, and made it so that you were straddling him. his hard-on was pressed against your kitty, he wrapped you both up with the blanket, looked changbin dead in the eye and said,

"i think i will" he picked you, still wrapped/ carried you all the way to hi room, placing you down onto the bed before crawling on top of you covering you both in the blanket, and wrapped you up in his arms, the same time felix walked in, looked at you both, smiled and awed before he turned his attention back to jisung and asked if he would like to play street fighters with him, but jisung declined saying he'd prefer to watch right now, felix nodded to him and sat on his own and started to game.

now while the two boys in the room may have been chilled you're terrified because you knew that jisung is planning something...

🟠🟧🧡

something sweet to something more pt 4

Word count: 757

Pairing: jisung x stya {stay/reader}

Genre: smut

Rating: 18+

Warnings: bj {male receiving}, lingerie, body positivity, fingering

☪️ Master List ☪️

ever since that faithful day, the two weeks that followed was filled with sexually fueled pranks and tricks. there were so many good ones, like the time you teasingly pretend to undo his belt with the others in the room, without them knowing, the time when he wore sweatpants without boxers - and boy did you notice, when you wore a mini skirt on your date with him, and on the drive back his hand was on your thigh, and traveling up - but he stopped before he got too close, and a lot more pranks.

but that would all stop tonight. tonight was an award show, on the way to the show you made sure he was informed that you were wearing his favorite lingerie.  

Throughout the show he was surprisingly chilled, which made you think it didn't work.

even on the drive back he was quiet, too quiet.

as you opened the door to your apartment you both quickly went in. you closed the door and locked it, and just a second later you were pinned on that very door. both your hands were above your head, being held in place by one of jisung's hands. the other hand was on your hip as he pulled himself impossibly closer to you and kissed you hungrily to which you reciprocated.

he pulled away from you and said, "so you think you can send a picture like that to me before a big event without consequences? oh love your about to be punished so harshly you wont be walking for a while."

his voice was filled with lust dripping from his lips. consequently making you dripping.

his lips made contact with the skin of your neck traveling down to your collar bone sucking and biting to mark what's his.

he let go of your wrist, using both his hands to unzip your dress carefully. he got a glimpse of the lingerie under and lost control of himself and decided he couldn't wait any longer and instead opted to RIP the dress off you.

"i'm sorry, but i'll buy you a Gucci one or even six later." he said, throwing the ripped dress aside. he picked you up, wrapping your legs around himself as he littered kisses all over your shoulders, collar bone and neck, while he tried to make it to the bedroom, but he ultimately failed to, not because he was too weak to carry you, hell no of course not, he's ripped, jacked, muscled, i mean obviously, he can RIP A DRESS! the reason he failed to carry you the bedroom was, he simply could not wait that long. he needed to have his dick in you soon or he just might die of lack of pussy.

so to prevent that from happening he pinned you to the wall just a few feet from the door of the bedroom. your legs are still wrapped around his waist. you quickly haphazardly unbutton his shirt while he continued to give you hickeys, his hands gripping tightly on your waist, to which you knew was gonna leave suspicious hand shaped bruises but you didn't care.

both breathing heavy, breaths intertwining as he came back up to kiss you needily. you finally pulled the shirt off of him.

he pulled out of the kiss with much hesitation, just long enough to say,

"I'm so sorry for what I'm about to do, but i promise to take you on a shopping spree after."

to be completely honest you didn't really care, so you let him rip that lingerie off you completely unbothered by it. however you were shocked beyond understanding when you felt him slip a finger into you. you moaned loudly into the kiss as he smirked.

he put another finger in you and began fingering and began scissoring you, occasionally curling his fingers, to try and stretch you out.

jisung pulled his finger out setting you down.

"don't you think it's a bit unfair that you're the only one getting attention here?"

as soon as he said this you were on your knees, undid the belt and button, unzipped his pants and let it fall to the floor and pulled his boxers down and let him set out of them. you looked up at him as if asking for permission. he nodded at you before putting his tip to your lips for a kiss on it.

"no teasing." he said as he grabbed the back of your head with one hand and rested his left on the wall behind you.

🔴🟥❤️ FIN

something sweet to something more pt5

Word count: 759

Pairing: jisung x stya {stay /reader}

Genre: smut

Rating: 18+

Warnings: degradation, smut, rough sex, Dom!Jisung

☪️ Master List ☪️

jisung lent onto the wall as his knees buckled beneath him. he felt his cock repeatedly hit the back of your throat, and soon he came in your mouth. you let him ride out his high in your mouth, before pulling off and swallowing. when he had calmed down he pulled you up off your knees and kissed you passionately.

he went back to kissing your neck as he led you to the room. upon arrival he lightly pushed you onto the bed and crawled over you continuing to kiss your neck. he trailed his kisses down, landing on your chest, showing your nipples a lot of attention. the pleasure you were feeling was absolutely immaculate, making you moan out loudly. your lewd mewls were helping him in making him hard again. even after your pleas for him to leave your tender breasts alone, he continued to worship them. when he was done with you, your skin was painted in his love.

he continued kissing downward, slowing down when he reached your lower abdomen, tracing your v-line with his tongue, kissing and bite marks. you whined for him to stop teasing you. he opened your legs and placed himself between them. when you felt him place a kiss on your clit before sucking on it, you bucked your hips up to meet his lips, more, but he held your hips in place, pressing you into the bed.

he then ate you out until you came on his tongue. he didn't stop, he continued to eat you out while he grinded on the bed, he continued until you came on his face over and over and over again. you were so overstimulated you were tearing up.

"baby please, i-i can't take it anymore. please stop." you said between tears.

he looked up at you,

"what color are you at baby?" he asked.

"yellow" you answered.

"sorry baby, do you wanna stop?"

you shook your head no and he kissed your forehead before he left to get you some water.

after a few minutes you were already asking him to continue.

when you had asked that he was a bit concerned but you assured him you were fine.

he layed between your legs once again. this time he started fingering you.

"god, i don't regret sending you that photo." you moaned out.

"oh, you don't?"

he looked up at you, two fingers knuckles deep inside you when he stops.

"you know what, since you don't regret what you did, i think it's time for that punishment that i promised."

he leaned up, his lips and chin covered in cum and spit, and he lined himself up with your entrance.

"w-wait, you're too big,you didn't stretch me out enough .."

He wiped his face in the sheet.

"you need to learn a lesson, love, and i think this is the perfect punishment for a dirty minded whore like you" he said right before he bottomed-out into you.

you screamed out his name, and he groaned into the nape of your neck. you were so tight he, almost, couldn't move. key word, almost. he pulled almost completely out before slamming back into you, not giving you time to adjust to him. you moaned his name with every thrust. when you were so close to your climax, to your peak, your high, he pulled out, barely able to do so from how good you felt around him, especially with you clenching around him.

you whined at the loss of the feeling of being so full, at the loss of your climax.

he continued to fuck you dumb in so many positions but never letting you cum.

"you wanna cum?" he asked after denying you for the 12th time.

you nodded.

he then looked at the mirror that replaced your head board.

"you'll have to ride me, darling."

you quickly agreed and sat on his lap, hovering, straddling him, while lining up his dick to your entrance. you took too long so he pushed you down onto him, all the way down, in one go.

you moaned out loudly, to think, even after so long you still haven't fully adjusted to his size. even though you were on top he was doing most of the work, with his hands on your hips, picking you up before slamming you back down. you were lost in this sensation barely able to think of a coherent sentence that's not about him fucking you.

#5. The moment he knows he wants to marry you + Sungie?? Pretty please? 🥺🥺

Have you ever seen Brooklyn nine nine? There a scene in which Jake realizes he wants to marry Amy and it’s one of the cutest scene I’ve ever watched.

I haven't seen Brooklyn nine nine but I do not doubt you bc you've never lied to me b4. lol. This is going to be short - but hopefully I'll get the super sentimental point across:

Boyfriend Prompt #5 : The Moment He Knew He Wanted To Marry You - Han Jisung

Jisung knew he wanted to marry you the moment he expressed something about his anxiety to you.

He'd come to you - two years and three months into your relationship - after a therapy session he'd had earlier in the afternoon. Work wasn't something he'd worried about that day, taken care of the night before; So he'd slept in, gone to his appointment for two hours, and then come home to the smell of lunch being cooked by his truly.

Jisung was all smiles instantly. You turn to look at him, wearing a pink apron he'd gifted you the Christmas prior. "I'm assuming it was a good session?" You quip, giggling when he comes in closer to rest his hands on your hips. Plush lips press to your cheeks in silly little kisses, his smile undeniable.

"It was great. My therapist said she thinks I can come off of my anxiety medication soon if everything keeps going this well." He beams, "I've been feeling... really good, lately. Everything feels lighter. I'm not overthinking as much and I see the light in every day. I feel like myself again."

Surprised and excited by the wonderful news, your hands come up to cup your boyfriend's cheeks with care. "Oh, sweetheart - that's amazing. I'm so happy for you," Your thumbs brush over his cheeks, the soft skin dimpling under your fingertips. "And I'm so proud of you, too."

Jisung's smile falters just the slightest bit before it returns. "P-... Proud...?"

"Mm." You nod, looking up into his glossy eyes. "Very proud. You've worked so hard to better yourself and get to this point, Jisung, and you've done it all while keeping up with your career and never giving up on your friends or yourself. Though I knew that if anyone could do it in the world, it would be you."

Jisung's heart slammed in his chest, skipping a beat before catching up with itself as he peered into your eyes. He knew in that moment that he just had to be with you forever. You were too good to let go; You took care of him, encouraged him, brought him back to standing when all he wanted to do was curl up in bed and rot away for the rest of his days.

You meant the world to him - And maybe one day, sometime soon, Jisung will see how he is your universe as well.

take the bus home

friend!park jisung, friends to ???

word count : 1,109

A cold rainy day bus trip back home ends up starting something new between two friends.

it just had to be cold today. The one day she forgot her jacket, was the day it was cold and raining all day. Her clothes were soaked in rain and the bus stop shelter did little to cover her shoes from the rain.

The rain didn’t ease up, it just continued to fall and hit the road at a continuous pace, never letting up. It would’ve been a pretty sight - the dark clouds lit up slightly by the sun in the far distance and the rain hitting the road which was lit up the street lights - but it was to cold for her to focus on anything other than the uncomfortable feeling of her clothes and how damn cold she felt.

She had a few messages from her mother, asking her if she got caught in the rain, but she had yet to reply to her.

When I get on the bus, I’ll reply.

when the bus stop finally lit up with the headlights of the bus approaching, she lifted her head up and took out her bus card out of her pocket, ready to get on the bus as quick as possible to avoid the rain.

The bus doors open and she practically ran the few steps she needed to take. She thanked the driver and tapped on, quickly heading down the aisle of the bus, barely looking up. It wasn’t until she felt a grasp on her arm that she looked up.

Jisung, a boy from one of her classes, looking at her with a smile. He shuffled over in his seat a bit and let go of her arm, giving her the option to sit next to him or sit somewhere else.

Smiling, she took the seat next to him. She leaned back into the seat, trying to relax but despite being in the heated bus, she felt like she was freezing. The bus started up again and continued on its journey, only then did she look up and realise there was barely anyone on the bus.

It was one women at the back with her young sleepy child, jisung and her. It was understandable, it wasn’t the most popular bus to take and it was most certainly not a day people usually go out.

“Why don’t you have a jacket?”

Jisung asked, starting the conversation after a few minutes of silence. She turns and looks at him, weakly smiling.

“I didn’t realise it was going to rain.” She sighed and looked down to her soaked pants. “The one time I forget my jacket… I swear this week has been horrible.”

“What else happened?” He asked, turning in the seat ever so slightly to turn his body towards her, his full attention on her.

They weren’t close friends, but he was always nice and friendly to her in the one class they had together, so she really didn’t mind telling him about her week in detail.

“First of all, i dropped my food on monday, and that was all the food I had brought that day!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands around to further aid her explanation.

He stifled his laugh as he looked at her, biting his already grinning lips. She turned to face him, glaring at him before turning away to continue.

“On Tuesday, I got stood up by my friends because they suddenly couldn’t make it anymore. Like, they could’ve told me when they found out they couldn’t go, but they waited until I was already there.”

“They sound like shit friends.” Jisung said, leaning forward in his seat as he begun to take his jacket off.

“I don’t mind, they aren’t close friends anyway. I would’ve been more disappointed if they were my close friends.” She mumbled as she stared at the back of the seat in front of her.

Jisung lifted his jacket up and behind her, placing it on her shoulders. She straightened up her posture and turned her head to face him, surprise written all over her face. With her facing him, he fixed the jacket over her shoulders, making sure it covered her well.

When he looked back up to her eyes, it felt like time stopped for a second. The longer they held eye contact, the harder her heart begun to beat.

“You were shivering…” His face started to feel hot. it was cold, right? why did he suddenly feel hot?

“You can put it on properly if you want too.” He said, looking away and out the window.

She was silent and it made him nervous. Was that the wrong move? They weren’t strangers or anything. She was cold and he was just helping her.

“What about you?” He heard her say after her shock disappeared. Jisung leaned back into the seat completely, turning his head to look at her with a smile.

“I’m fine without it. My house isn’t far from my bus stop anyway. Anyway, tell me about yesterday. What went wrong yesterday?”

He is just being kind, I need to remember that. He is just a nice person. This does not mean anything. Don’t get delusional-

“Was it that bad?”

Jisung said with a slight laugh to his words. She quickly looked back at him and shook her head, beginning to tell him about yesterday.

As the bus ride went on, they got closer and closer to her stop and she didn’t even realise. Normally this bus ride felt like forever, but now it felt like it was going so quick.

“Oh shit, I have to go in a minute.” She said, grabbing onto his jacket to take it off and give it back to him.

“Keep it.”

He said before she could even get it off. She looked at him with unsure eyes, to which he just smiled at.

“I’ll be fine without it. Just give it back to me next time you see me.”

“When will I see you again? Next class? But sometimes you don’t go…”

Jisung smirks and pulls his phone out, unlocking it as she watched him intently.

“I guess you need my phone number then.”

He says as he hands his phone to her, with his contact app open. Her lips tuck up into a smile as she takes his phone and begins to type her number. She hands the phone back to him and he sends her a message instantly.

“Just message me when you want to meet up to give it back.”

“We can meet up at anytime?” She says jokingly as she puts her arms into the jacket sleeves, wearing it correctly. She wasn’t expecting him to nod, but it only made her smile grow wider.

“Anytime.”

masterpiece

bf!jisung, magic au

in which you hid a secret from the whole world, only for it to be discovered by your boyfriend.

the books that held all sorts of knowledge levitated upwards, carefully making their way up through the air, defying gravity as your eyes stared out the window. your hand that relaxed by your side was the one that was doing all the work, you didn’t even need to look at the books for them to levitate.

it took a years to master this, and despite having no one you could tell this too, you had managed to master it completely, all the while keeping it a complete secret.

you were doing a good job at this secret keeping, until jisung burst into the room.

the books slam to the floor, making a loud noise that would be hard to cover up. you put a hand to your heart as you prepared to pretend that the loud noise was you - but judging by jisungs own expression, you couldn’t get out of this.

“what was that…”

he said, voice barely audible from how loud your heart was beating in your ears. your boyfriend was someone you loved, and you knew he loved you just as much. but he didn’t know this. this could change everything.

“uhm…” you stand to your feet, “what’s what?” you laugh, forcing a smile to your face.

“the books… I swear they-“

“it’s nothing, jisung.”

jisung snapped his head in your direction, tearing his eyes away from the books that had been levitating in the air not long ago.

“don’t lie to me.” he said, his eyes brows furrowing. his eyes pierce into yours, making you panic momentarily. you look away and walk to the other side of the room, approaching the desk.

you had done some research in the past and found that statistics that showed if people were to have magical powers, people would want them to go through testing, to be separated from society, no matter if it was someone they loved.

which is why, as jisung looked at you, you were moving things behind him as quietly as possible, just to make your escape easier.

“so when are you going to leave?” your free hand rises up from your lap and your fingers trace over your lamp that had gathered some dust over the past few days.

“what?” he seemed so perplexed by the idea that you almost let your guard down. you look at him briefly before looking away and sitting down on your desk chair.

“show me what you can do.” he says, walking over to you. you don’t move a muscle as you continue to look at the floor. he stands next to you and turns his back to the wall, looking out into the room from the corner you two were in.

silence fell over you two like a heavy blanket, almost suffocating you. you slowly tilt your head to look at him, your heart beating faster at the thought of this all going wrong.

did you trust him? yes, completely!

did you trust that he would be okay with this? not so much

“I’m not going to leave you unless you’re a killer or something, I swear.”

he said, and despite the lightheartedness to his words, his eyes spoke a different story. he was being honest and completely serious as he spoke.

you look over the pile of books that had yet to be moved since he came in. you look up to look into his eyes, as your hand began to twist, fingers bending in slightly as if you gripped the books - and they rose.

jisung didn’t realise yet, he was still looking at you. you flickered your gaze over the books quickly before looking back at him, wanting to see his reaction.

he looked over and instantly his mouth opened ever so slightly, a small gasp following short after as his his eyes widened.

you continued to watch his expression, as you moved the books around the air, making them dance in the air.

“…how?” he asks, never once looking back at you as he was mesmerised by your powers. your lips quirk up into a smile, as you two look over to your own masterpiece.

“I wish I knew.”

when you scare them

bf!nct dream

mark

you scared him at the company, jumping out from a corner when he was going to go meet up with you. he flinched away with a loud ass gasp that had him loose his breath. he recovered quickly and stared at you with a glare and his nose scrunched up.

he walked away, leaving you to follow up after him, apologising and asking him what you two were going to eat for lunch. he didn’t speak for a few minutes, you could only tell he was fine by the slight smirk every now and then. after a few minutes of silence from him, he started to laugh and looked at you, “that was actually funny.”

renjun

you didn’t mean to scare him when he was in that position exactly. you didn’t know he was holding drinks for the both of you. so when you jumped around the corner, making him jump back, the drinks also spilt. he yelled in the process but you both fell quiet when you realised the drinks spilt.

you both stare at each other, not saying anything and not moving a muscle, just processing the situation. eventually you reach out and grab the drinks from his hands. “… sorry… and thank you..” he just blinked and nodded, a smile slowly creeping up on both of your faces.

jeno

he just got back from the gym and was currently looking around the house for you. you hid behind the bathroom door, quickly to yourself. when he went to the bathroom, still calling for you in a soft voice. you jumped behind him, yelling boo as you grab his shoulder.

he gasped loudly and quickly moved forward, away from you. looking back with wide eyes and jaw dropped. You laughed and moved in to hug him, greeting him with a gentle hello to contrast your previous actions. he laughed, saying hello as he hugged you back. it was going fine until he hugged you even tighter and had you hitting his back to be free from his grasp, yelping apologies. all the while he had a happy little smile on his face.

haechan

it wasn’t supposed to be like this. when you jokingly surprised him by jumping out from a corner, wearing a scary mask - it was just a joke. turns out he loves jokes, only if he can do them back. after he realises it’s you, he just tells you to watch your back before continuing to walk, calling back to you to ask if you wanted to order lunch together.

after he pranks you back, scaring you so much you screamed and startled your neighbours, you are both just being so cautious around each other. eventually you manage to settle on a deal with each other to no longer scare each other.

jaemin

you were fearful when he stopped and stared at you. at first it was funny, waking your boyfriend up with a scary mask on. his eyes went wide and his hands went up to protect himself. he relaxed when he saw your pyjamas but he still ripped the mask off your head just to make sure,

what scared you was that he just stared at you with a blank expression as you giggle to yourself. he smiled, lifting his finger to brush some hair behind your ear, “you’ll regret that, love.” he said, making the smile leave your face immediately,

chenle

you quietly unlocked his door, and sneaked through the house until you got outside his room. you heard he was playing a game on his phone. daegal came running out of the room, and you picked her up immediately. chenle called out for daegal to come back, but she didn’t. you brace yourself but then jump into the doorway, yelling boo just to add to the thrill.

he gasped so loud, falling back into his bed - you didn’t even realise he was getting up. he glares at you as you giggle to yourself, patting daegal who was happily in your arms. he breaks into a smile and approaches you, but he just takes daegal out of your arms. “you’re mean.” he says, walking out of the room leaving you to follow after him as he continues to sulk and jokingly ignore you.

jisung

maybe you shouldn’t have put a mask on in the middle of the night when he didn’t know where you were. you were in your room, and he was on his way. you hadn’t heard him enter your house but you did hear him in the lounge room, calling for you. you decided to keep the mask on as you walked out to the lounge room.

his soul was gone the seocnd he laid eyes on that mask. he screeches in such a way you’ve never heard. you immediately take the mask off, apologising through your giggles and you quickly tell him you were going through your halloween box whole cleaning your room

when you accidentally ignore them

bf!nct dream

mark

you were talking to your friend on face time while doing your make up when mark walked in. you smiled at him through the mirror before going back to talking to your friend. you were giggling too much to hear mark say something. your friend noticed him though. she laughed at him, catching your attention.

mark was just awkwardly laughing, saying your name in between his breaths. “sorry, did you say something?” he approaches you this time and stands right behind you, looking at you through the mirror. “I just asked what you guys were talking about.” “oh! oh my god wait tell him the story!” you say to your friend on facetime.


renjun

you and renjun went on a walk for a much needed mental break. you put your headphones in, wanting to drown out the world for a little bit. you thought he saw you do this, but perhaps he didn’t. he stopped walking about half way through your walk. you stop as well, turning your music off as you look back at him.

“why’d you ignore me?” “I can’t even hear you.” you say pulling one of your airpods out of your ear. he awkwardly smiles and begins walking again. “leave one ear out for me?” you giggle and agree, putting the extra airpod into the case.

jeno

you were so immersed in watching the newest episode of a show that regularly played on the television. it wasn’t even a show you enjoyed, but you were absolutely immersed in it. so immersed that you didn’t notice jeno getting home until he was stood right beside you. you almost screamed when you noticed his presence.

he smiled and dropped his things onto the couch beside you. “you didn’t hear me?” you shook your head and reached for the television remote, turning it down so you could actually hear things around you, instead of just the television. “what if someone broke in? you wouldn’t even have noticed.” he joked.

haechan

you were playing with a strangers dog that you walked past on a nightly walk by the beach. you had heard haechan and the owner talking a little bit, so when haechan spoke up again you automatically assumed he was talking to the owner again. It wasn’t until the owner didn’t reply and you felt an awfully heavy stare on your back that you looked up to haechan.

he was just staring at you, before repeating it again, “let’s go now?” as you both walk away you tell him that you didn’t hear what he said the first time. he scoffs and looks at you with a pout, “am I that easy for you to ignore?”

jaemin

you were watching a movie when you heard jaemin say something. all day, he had been talking to his three kittens, so you assumed he was just talking to them again since he wasn’t even in the same room as you. it wasn’t until he walked into the room and sat next you, looking at you with awaiting eyes. “what is it?” you ask, before realising maybe he was talking to you earlier.

“Oh I’m sorry, we’re you talking to me before? I thought you were talking to the cats.” he laughs and shakes his head, “ah yes, because the cats have a choice of where we are going tonight?”

chenle

you’re on you phone, watching some stupid reels that make you giggle to yourself. chenle calls out to you from the kitchen, “do you want me to cook dinner now?” when you don’t reply, he sighs and closes the fridge, walking down to the bedroom where the door was wide open. you didn’t even notice him there until he coughed.

“oh sorry chenle, what’s wrong?” “babe… you’re going deaf I fear.” “huh?” he just leaves the room saying he is going to start dinner now, hoping you at least heard him that time.

jisung

you were sitting on the couch, playing a game musical rhythm game when he sat down next to you. you heard him saying something, but because you had your headphones in your ears and you weren’t sure if he was even talking to you, you stayed quiet and ignored it. when the song finished, you finally heard what he was saying. “what do you think?” you looked at him only to find that he was looking at you.

“oh… ji… I didn’t hear anything you said.” you said taking the headphones out of your ears. he just blinks at you and closes his eyes, leaning his head back, muttering something about having to repeat everything, but he does it anyway.

when you walk through heavy rain

bf!nct dream

mark

when you walked through the door, completely drenched with water droplets falling onto the floor beneath you, he could only stare at you in disbelief.

“you should’ve brought a jacket at least… you literally keep an umbrella right by your front door!” he exclaimed, pointing at the umbrella right next to the door. you just smiled, “I wanted to see you right now though.”

he rushes you to the bathroom and tells you to shower while he gets you some clothes to change into.

renjun

when you said you were coming over right now, he thought you meant by car. you know, since it was literally storming. but when you arrived at his door, dripping water onto the floor and a broken umbrella in your hand, he almost laughed.

he acts fast, pulling you inside and rushes you into the bathroom where he runs the shower and gets you inside. he does this all the while telling you that he could’ve picked you up or that you should’ve put a rain jacket on.

jeno

he waited at the cafe, hoping you would get here before the rain hit. but you didn’t. so when you walked through the doors to the cafe, laughing at yourself when you saw your reflection in the window, he could only laugh at you as well.

“take an umbrella next time.” he said, taking his own jacket off to give it to you.

“I thought I could make it..” You say, looking down at the floor where you were quite literally dripping water into a small puddle.

haechan

you wanted to go for a walk before the day ended since you had literally done nothing all day despite the perfect weather. haechan didn’t want to go and instead said he would do the dishes while you were gone.

ten minutes later he heard heavy rain hitting the windows. he immediately called you, and was met with you yelling over the loud rain into the phone, “I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS HAPPENED TO ME!”

he goes to the front door, leaning down to put his shoes on, “where are you? I’ll come with an umbrella.”

“THE RAIN IS ON A ANGLE! I NEED A JACKET TOO!”

just know that when he approached you, standing under a tree that was somehow protecting you just a bit from the rain, he was laughing hysterically at you and your bad luck.

jaemin

when you walked through the door, appearing in his lounge room, he was expecting you to be DRY and happy. not wet and upset. he rushes to his feet, taking his hoodie off in the process and walking over to you.

“you shouldn’t have walked in the rain.” he scolds, putting his hoodie over your head and onto your drenched body.

“I didn’t look at the weather. it was perfect all day and when I left the house the weather wasn’t even bad.” he just sighed and took a good look at you, laughing before telling you to go shower and he will get you some clothes.

chenle

you two were meeting at the shopping mall so you could then go for a walk to a garden nearby to eat lunch. neither of you read the updated version of the weather today, and only assumed it would be perfect weather just like it was when you last checked. however, chenle was smart enough to bring an umbrella, since the clouds did look a bit grey.

when you walked up to him, drenched from the heavy rain that was still falling from the sky, he laughed at you and pulled you into a tight hug.

“this isn’t funny.”

“yes it is, oh my god I have to get a photo.”

jisung

you texted him that you were on your way to his place, and told him to get a movie ready. every saturday, if not busy, you two liked to watch a movie together. it had been like this ever since you two were friends. as he got ready, he didn’t notice the rain, he didn’t even know it was going to rain today.

it wasn’t until he opened his door and was met with you, immediately rushing into his heated apartment. “I’m taking a shower.” you say as you take your shoes off and make your way through the apartment.

“why didn’t you bring an umbrella?” he asked, before taking a good look at you, “OR A JACKET?”

hi! if you're taking requests, can you do playing the pepero game with bsf dreamies please? thanks! :D

playing the pepero game as bestfriends

bestfriend!nct dream, friends to lovers

mark

when you mentioned how your friends had all done this game with each other and you didn’t get the chance to do it since you had to go home, he insisted you two could do it together now. he regretted it though when he realised how nerve wrecking it was to have you in front of you, getting closer and closer to kissing him just to beat a game.

he knew you wanted to beat your friends record, so you wanted it as small as possible. he didn’t hesitate anymore and decided to just go for it. each time your lips brush, he is internally freaking out, but the both of you had a goal in mind so you just focus on that for the few seconds it would last. afterwards he is definitely rethinking the whole friendship.

renjun

you had brought quite a few pepero boxes because there was a sale. renjun saw the stack in your kitchen and was reminded of the game instantly. he grabs a box and returns to your bedroom, holding the box out to you. he asks if you wanted to play the game and you agree instantly. you take the lead the first few rounds, but every time it got to close, you pulled away out of shyness.

he takes the lead, biting down the stick. once your lips were about to touch, he placed the back of his hand on the back of your head, looking into your eyes with a stern look. you laugh at his seriousness and stay still as he finishes it. sure, your lips touched and you guys practically kissed, but you won the game!

jeno

when he jokingly suggested you tried this challenge, he wasn’t expecting you to be so serious about the game. he wasn’t that shy to do it either. you two were best friends, nothing could come between that! until your lips touched. he realised how much he enjoyed that and was internally panicking. he tried to act calm when you pulled away and celebrated.

“let’s do it again, I think we get rid of it completely.” you just stared at him in shock while he grabbed another one out of the packet. you agreed and wait as he bites down until he gets to you lips, where he ditches the game and kisses you.

haechan

he saw so many people suddenly doing this challenge with their friends lately, and everyone freaked out when they got to close to their friend. haechan was so confident that you both could do this and do it successfully. the aim was just to get it as small as possible. once you clarify with him that it’s really just for games sake, he goes for it and doesn’t care when your lips touch. however, he gets shy when the pepero is gone, and neither of you pull away. he stares into your eyes for a little bit and eventually pulls away asking,

“what are we?”

jaemin

he didn’t want to do it at first, but when you explained it was just a fun little game, he hesitantly agrees. before you even open the packet, he is sat on your bed and telling you that he doesn’t want this to affect the friendship at all if something happens. you assure him that nothing bad will happen. when your lips do touch, he doesn’t panic like you thought he would. he kissed you instead which had you both shyly laughing as you moved away.

chenle

he suggested it, but the second you go to his house with the box in hand and telling him to sit in front of you, he regrets it. he lost his confidence the second you put it between his lips and start biting. when you get closer, he pulls away, letting the pepero fall between the two of you. you complain and tell him to have some confidence since it’s just a game. he immediately does a 180 and take the lead instead. he holds your head and bites down the pepero, not stopping even when your lips brush. you two successfully finish the pepero, but it did end with him just kissing you.


jisung

he really was not expecting you to suggest this game. you two had never really done much games or challenges together unless it was online games or maybe even a silly little board game. so when you sat down in front of him on his bed he was shy. so shy that you wasted three pepero’s just because he kept pulling away, or it broke because he suddenly moved. you told him to be serious since you genuinely wanted to see how far you two could go. so he took it serious. he held your chin, keeping you still and bit down until your lips brushed. he pulls away with his cheeks red, “we did it?” he said holding the small crumb up to show you.

Can I request nct dream being jealous of member for being too close with reader?

when they are jealous of another member for being too close to you

bf!nct dream

mark

he really didn’t want to be jealous since he knew your relationship with his members was just platonic, but seeing you and chenle being so close, laughing at jokes together and even whispering to each other had mark feeling things he didn’t think he would be feeling. he kept glaring at chenle whenever he saw chenle going over to you. mark feels a bit silly for thinking badly about the two of you, so whenever you two are giggling together he just joins into the conversation until his feelings are at ease again.


renjun

when you and haechan discovered you both played the same game, you two got really close. renjun didn’t mind at first, until he found out you two called each other and played games together. he brings it up to you, telling you that he felt a bit uncomfortable with you talking to haechan so much. he will even message haechan how he feels as well, just to make sure you both knew he wasn’t happy with it. haechan told renjun to join them when they play a game. after that renjun wasn’t too jealous, and you and haechan didn’t call much anymore, only calling when you two were versing each other in the game.


jeno

jeno felt bad when he realised he was jealous of you and jisung. you were just being kind and helping jisung learn how to cook a simple meal. jeno didn’t do anything about his jealously, he just sulked to himself and waited for you to be done. when you came back to him, you noticed his sad mood. he tells you how he was feeling and you only laugh. “don’t worry, I like men that know how to follow a recipe.“ You say and he smiles at you. he might still feel a bit jealous for a while, but with a few kisses in front of judging jisung, it goes away.


haechan

you and jaemin both had an interest in photography, and while haechan did as well, you and jaemin seemed to really bond over this. the both of you talked separately to the group about this hobby one evening. haechan felt jealous so he places a hand on your thigh, reminding you that he was there. you look at him with an eyebrow raise but he just smiled at you. when you talk with jaemin again, haechan just gives jaemin a dirty look. jaemin notices and laughs, ending the conversation and points out how haechan was glaring at him.

jaemin

he wasn’t jealous the first few times you and mark spoke in english together, he could understand what you spoke about most of the time. but one time, you and mark were speaking so fast to each other, both excitedly talking about a movie that you both had seen. he doesn’t do anything in the moment, but when you and jaemin were alone he asks about what you two spoke about. as you tell him, jaemin is playing with your hands, just touching you to comfort himself. you realise his actions and question him, “are you jealous?” “whaaat? noo.” he looks at your face, breaking into a smile. “maybe..”

chenle

you and jeno had never been close before, so when you two decided to get to know each other so that it wouldn’t be awkward in group settings, you didn’t think chenle would get jealous. but to be fair, neither did chenle. he was fine with the idea until you and jeno had been speaking for almost two hours. he didn’t know what to do, so he joins you on the couch and grabs your hand, holding it while he scrolled on his phone in his other hand. eventually you and jeno stop talking and all is good again once you begin paying attention to chenle.

jisung

it was early on in the relationship, so he didn’t know how to feel when you and renjun were having your own conversations and laughing hard together. he tried to ignore it but he couldn’t. he knows you two aren’t trying to cause any problems, but he feels so jealous that you aren’t laughing with him right now. he goes to another member to try and keep his mind off it but he couldn’t. “go over there, you’re clearly jealous.” haechan said, already distracting himself on his phone. quickly forgets his jealously once you hold his hand and bring him into the conversation.

when they join you at the library

you go the library to study, but your boyfriend joins you! the only problem is that he has nothing to do at the library.

bf!nct dream

mark

he kind off joined you impulsively. so with 48% charged phone and dying AirPods, he will use the first half of your study session just listening to music. when you take a break, he is literally so excited to talk to you, just because he is honestly growing bored. once his airpods die and his phone is on its death bed, he may just stare at you for a bit before deciding a nap might be good. if you asked for help, he won’t be much help unless you explain the whole thing and by then you might even figure out the answer yourself, but he will try to help you as best as he can!

renjun

as soon as you start studying, he stands up and is gone for like an hour. he is touring the whole library, looking at every section and all the books. he comes back with at least two books and reads them. if he didn’t have a library card before, he has one now. he will borrow those books under his name and join you every time you go the library just so he can read. he will help you with your work but if he doesn’t understand it, he will just google it.

jeno

he actually stays quiet for the moment you got in. he only really speaks when you spoke to him, otherwise he is just on his phone. if you ask for him, he immediately has google up. however, he may get so bored that he tries to learn whatever you are learning. if he does do that, he will try to help you to complete the work faster. otherwise, he may be taking a nap to make time pass by faster.

haechan

how much he talks will be like waves. at the start he is just quietly talking about something that happened but when you tell him you actually want to study, he goes quiet. for like… 30 minutes. he distracts himself with his phone most of the time, if not then he is just staring at the wall. if you asked for help, he is more than happy to try and help you. he may end up distracting you so much that you two have to leave the library because all of a sudden you two were unable to contain your laughter.

jaemin

he doesn’t even try to be distracting, he just is. at first it was fine, but when you got bored of the work for like a split second, you look up at him and just… didn’t do work again. he doesn’t distract you, but once you start talking to him, he won’t stop talking to you until you stop. he is there just for the vibes and the calm atmosphere. if you asked him for help he will help you as best as he can, even doing some of your research and summarising it for you if it means helping you complete your work faster.


chenle

he was a pain to sit next to at first. he just wanted to talk, and kept asking questions about the work. you tried to answer them but within thirty minutes you had only written down one sentence, but had managed to tell chenle the whole topic. “if you know what you’re doing, then why are you studying?” “it’s an assignment chenle, I have to do it.” he goes quiet when you ask him too. he won’t really be much help but if you start getting stressed he will immediately take your work away from you and start trying to do it himself to give you a break.

jisung

he felt awkward at first. just sitting there next to you as you diligently did your work. he tried to talk to you quietly but you kept turning him down, reminding him that you needed to get this done. he ends up getting up and exploring the library. he picks up a random book and sits next to you, reading it. he grows bored of it quickly and ends up just going on his phone. if you asked for help, he won’t really be able to help much but he does try!

when you randomly ask for a hug

bf!nct dream

mark

you came in front of him in the kitchen, asking for a hug. he puts down whatever he was holding and pulls you in aggressively for a hug, patting your back roughy as a joke. you two laugh and he loosens the tight hold he had on you. he’ll give you a kiss on your cheek and ask if you’re okay.

renjun

when you came into the room asking for a hug, he doesn’t move yet. he instead just asks if you’re okay. when you clarify you’re fine and you just wanted a hug, he will get up and hug you tightly until you both lose balance and fall onto the bed, giggling together.

jeno

you asked for a hug, and you certainly got one. like mark, he will practically yank you into the hug, holding you tightly. swaying side to side kind of hug. he will kiss your lips a few times before letting you go and asking if everything was okay.

haechan

as soon as you came in front of him, you didn’t even have to ask for a hug since he was already reaching out to you. you laugh and tell him that you wanted a hug, as he holds you in his embrace. he may tease a little bit. “awww see I know you so well.” “you hugged me because you wanted a hug, you didn’t know anything.” “nahh our souls connected, we both needed a hug.”

jaemin

when you approached jaemin, asking for a hug, he instantly opens his arm and hugs you without a word. he’ll rest his head on your shoulder, his face in your neck. he’ll give you a little kiss on the neck before straightening up and asking if everything was alright.

chenle

“can I hug you?” he is confused. normally, you would just hug him without asking. he kind of just looks at you before slowly moving closer to you and hugging you. when he realises you aren’t upset or anything, he just playfully teases you. “you love me so much!”

jisung

when you asked for a hug, he will immediately ask if everything was okay, just like renjun. however, he will also hug you at the same time. when you tell him you’re fine and you just wanted a hug, he will happily give you a kiss and hug you tightly. might even playfully spin the two of you around.

How about nct dream proposing to reader? I luv the way you write them

proposing to you

bf!nct dream to fiancé!nct dream

mark

he had been planning his proposal the moment you hinted at the kind of ring you like. he got the ring almost immediately after you pointed it out, and he then started trying to get information out of you about proposals - how you wanted it to go, the type of proposal ideas you liked.

he did it on a day when the weather was perfect. he took you down to a pretty private area where the nature was green and lush, and the sun was shining through. he would be nervous as the moment got closer and closer to it, so the second that there was silence between the both of you, with you too busy looking at the view, he is slowly getting down on one knee. when you turn around he is even more nervous, but his nerves ease immediately when you say yes.

renjun

he knew from the beginning he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, so when he felt the time was right he would talk to you about marriage. he wanted to make sure you were ready for it, and thankfully, you were ready.

he was rather calm about the whole process, he spent his time making sure it would be a perfect proposal. but the day of the proposal, all hell is broken loose and he is stressing from the moment he woke up to the moment he is on his knees.

you two would probably cry out of happiness.


jeno

you two had spoken about marriage since the beginning of the relationship, because it was something you both really wanted in life. so he already knew the kind of proposal that you would like.

he is a mixture of calm and stressed. he is more so stressed that it won’t go the way he wants it to go, that you won’t like the proposal, but he also is confident you will say yes so he is rather calm.

he proposes to you at home. he got home before you just so he could set the place up, and as soon as you walk through those doors, he is sweeping you up into his arms and taking you to the lounge room. when you’re busy looking at the decorations, he is behind you getting down on one knee. he has a whole speech for you, that he can’t even get through because you started crying and it made him start crying.


haechan

he has never prepared something so seriously before. in the days prior of the proposal he went shopping with you, he brought you a pretty dress just cause you liked it and paid for you to get your nails done because you hadn’t got them done in a while.

he managed to get a full day off and he used it to fully plan and prepare something. he told you that he would be extra busy today, and he even told all his managers and members to cover for him. he’ll randomly call you and tell you that he is taking you out on a fancy date and for you to get ready. he picked you up and took you to the sentimental location. it was the place of one of your first dates.

you two ate and then he offered to go for a walk. you were a bit reluctant since it was a bit cold outside but he persuaded you and gave you his jacket. he gets down on one knee when you two are alone and no one in around, letting it be the private and meaningful proposal you always wanted.

jaemin

he was so casual about the whole process that you had no idea he was even planning a proposal. in every moment he got, he was working on it. he wouldn’t even hint at it when he wanted to take you out somewhere. he would simply tell you he wanted to go out to the beach with you. you two spent the whole day there, and when the sun was beginning to set, he took you up to a viewpoint that over looked the beach. thankfully it was empty, and he was able to get down on one knee and propose to you without any other people there.

when you say yes, he puts the ring on your finger as his eyes start tearing up. he stands up and wraps you in his arms, hugging you in his arms as he peppers your neck and face with kisses.

chenle

you two were going out on a vacation to the place you wanted to visit ever since you were young. he knew it would be the perfect place to propose to you, so the months prior to the trip, he began planning it.

when you arrived to the hotel, you both immediately got ready for a dinner out. as you got ready, chenle was practicing what he would say to you when the moment came.

he was rather nervous and kind of quiet the rest of the evening but kept brushing it off when you asked if he was okay.

when you two got back to the hotel room, as you thanked him for going with you on this trip and how you are already having so much fun, he gets on one knee behind you, the ring box in hand. he’ll begin his speech and when you turn around, he will try his best to continue his speech as you fall to your knees in front of him, already nodding your head as you listened.

jisung

out of all of them, he is the most nervous. so nervous that he makes it obvious that he is planning something. so naturally you start leaving hints around for a proposal and wedding jokingly. but trust me, he takes every single hint very seriously.

he got the exact ring you wanted, he planned the exact type of proposal you liked, he got the types of decorations you liked. and eventually, he realised he can’t keep delaying this, so he finally gets the courage to finally propose. 
he does it on a day where you both have no schedules or anything to do. he tells you he is going to go somewhere for a little bit and will be back home in an hour. he gets his friends to help him set up a place in a park, where you two had your first date. he then picks you up and says he wants to take you somewhere.

when he took you to the set up, you already knew where this was going, so you started crying. he took this as his sign to get on one knee and show you the ring, while he shyly asks if you will marry him.

when you sobbed out a yes, he is up on his feet and pulling you into his arms, hugging you tightly as he cries himself, he eventually remembered he needed to put the ring on your finger.

I love how you write 🩷 can you write when the dreamies fall in love with u (like in different tropes) please? Thank you!!

how they fall in love

nct dream

a/n : this is so short sorrryy lacking so much motivation ;(

mark

childhood friends to lovers

your parents had been bestfriends, so naturally they wanted their children to get along. ever since you were kids you always got along really well. you two sometimes drifted a little bit but when you reconnected it was just as strong. it wasn’t until you were adults trying to figure out life that things changed between your relationship and you saw each other in a different light, leading to secret kisses and dates until you both decided to tell your parents (who were extremely thrilled.)

renjun

rivals to lovers

your parents had been bestfriends, so naturally they wanted their children to get along. ever since you were kids you always got along really well. you two sometimes drifted a little bit but when you reconnected it was just as strong. it wasn’t until you were adults trying to figure out life that things changed between your relationship and you saw each other in a different light.

jeno

fake relationship / friends to lovers

he was just trying to be a good friend and help you out when this one guy wouldn’t get the hint that you were interested. so to keep people from bothering both of you, you two decided to fake date. he was a natural at acting like he was your boyfriend, he was easily pull you into his arms and kiss your head, which turned into kissing your cheek which turned to kissing your lips. eventually it became real love when you both confessed to each other one night after being out with your friends.

haechan

best friends to lovers

everyone knew you two would end up together. from the very beginning you both basically treated each other as significant others, and not like friends at all (obviously minus romantic aspects). so when you two kissed randomly, not thinking that it was odd for friends to kiss until it happened, you both realised “woah, we are and have been basically dating this whole time, haven’t we?”

jaemin

boy next door

you could see his room from your room, and at first it was awkward and the curtains were always closed, until you two began to get to know each other. you both became really good friends and stayed up late talking through your windows, sharing secret smiles and laughs. when you developed a crush on him, you tried to hint it at him, by being more flirty. one day he comes over and confesses that he also feels the same. he remains the boy next door for a long time until you both end up moving in together.

chenle

slow burn, strangers to friends to lovers

you both met through some mutual friends but other than that didn’t know each other at all. eventually you became friends but only hung out with the others. then, slowly over time did you both start to hang out with each other only. which slowly became more like dates, until one of you realise what was happening and confesses. I say it’s slow burn because I feel like the part where you two are just getting to know each other and hanging out with friends only is at least like six months long. you two really didn’t expect the relationship to become like this.

jisung

brothers best friend

you never really saw him around at first, even if he was always at your house. but over time, you grew interested in the boy so whenever he was over you tried to go see him. your brother was totally against the idea of you two even being friends, but he soon grew… okay… with the idea. jisung probably told your brother he was interested in you, which after a while, lead to you both being teased until you were dating. secrets glances no longer a thing because you both just look at each other with such love that your brother gets disgusted and leaves the room, saying something like “you stole my best friend.”

Omg girl can I request one where they recently had an argument so she refuses to hold their hands in the car 🥹🩷🩷🩷

when you refuse to hold their hand

bf!nct dream

mark

the mood was tense still even as you both got into the car to go back home. the argument was a silly one at first but you both got really annoyed at each other never the less. he knew it was silly, so as he drove he tried to grab you hand, a quiet apology for the time being.

you snatched your hand away from his and he instantly looked at you with wide eyes before looking back on the road, slowly retracting his hand. after a minute of silence he will apologise in hopes you will at least hold his hand so he knows you’re okay.

“I’m sorry for the argument, I shouldn’t have said what I did.”

renjun

it was a serious fight, but he knew that even in the worst of fights you would both still continue to go on with your day to day lives full of habits involving each other such as goodbye kisses and hugs, even when mad at each other.

so when you retract your hand as he tries to hold it while he drives you both to the local market, he is hurt. you both had apologised for the argument right before you went to sleep the night before but things were still a bit tense now.

he keeps trying to hold your hand, whining a bit in the process until he gives up (for the time being).

jeno

the fight from last night caused you to be avoiding him all morning. he tried apologising again but you brushed it off and said it was fine.

when he remembered you had plans to go out with friends later today so he offered to drive you to their house, which you accept since it was easier than walking.

as soon as he began driving he instantly tried to hold your hand. when you keep pulling your hand away from him, he will stop trying and instead will talk. “why are you still mad at me?” “is there anything I can do?”

the car ride to your friends house became emotional to the point where you had to sit in the car for ten minutes after arriving just to sort things out.

haechan

he thought everything was good again after the fight. you both had apologised and seemingly made up, until a few hours later when you were still mad at him and acting distant.

in the car, he tried to make a move to at least hold you hand, but you instantly moved your hand away. instead he rested his hand just above your knee and kept silent… for a little while. “can I hold your hand, please?” he says, looking at you when he came to a red light.

you don’t move for a few seconds as you contemplate but eventually you do place your hand in his, making him smile.

jaemin

neither of you had apologised, but he thought it was a silly little fight that wasn’t serious at all. but as he drove you both home (which was going to be an hour drive) he realised it wasn’t fine. you were rather quiet and compared to normal, so he tried to hold your hand in hopes of easing the tension.

he didn’t expect you to instantly snatch your hand away from his, crossing your arms. he pulls his hand back and goes back to driving, not saying or doing anything about it until ten minutes later where he pulls into a parking lot and turns to face you. best believe you are both sorting this out before he continues driving.

chenle

he made some comments which were meant as a joke earlier, but it led to an argument which led to him apologising and then… he thought it was fine. but then in the car, he realised you were facing the window, completely ignoring him.

he tried to hold your hand before he began driving, but you kept moving it away from him. you shoot a glare at him when he kept trying, so he glares at you back and stops the car engine.

you ask why he stopped the car and he just stares at you. “we aren’t going anywhere until we sort this out or you hold my hand.”

you hold your hand out for him and he smiles, interlocking your fingers together and starting the car back up. “we are talking about this when we get home either way.”

jisung

he was annoyed at you, you were annoyed at him, but he still wanted to hold your hand. you were determined not to give it to him though. he was getting more and more hurt by your actions of avoidance. his last straw was in the car when he tried to hold you hand and you just snatched it away.

you thought he would whine again or look at you like he had been doing all night, but he didn’t. he just kept driving and didn’t speak to you. you started feeling bad, realising that maybe you went too far considering he did try and apologise to you earlier but you just ignored him.

so instead you apologise, quietly, but he hears it. “that hurt, you know?” he says, still not looking at you. you do end up holding hands but the heavy tension is still there.

Hi I love your account can you please write dreamies revealing their relationship with a non idol reader

when they reveal your relationship

Idol!nct dream x non-idol!reader

a/n - I really struggled on this for some reason so I’m sorry for the longer wait

mark

you two were just trying to enjoy an evening at a bar for a friends birthday. the back of the bar was booked out meaning no fans were going to even be allowed in. it wasn’t fans that were the problem, but rather it was one of the staffs who recognised mark as an idol.

a photo of the two of you hugging each other and another one of mark kissing your cheek was revealed to the public and immediately the response was strong.

people you knew were recognising you and contacting you, EVERYONE was freaking out.

mark didn’t know at first until you called him, panicking as you explained what happened. he left his schedule as quick as he could and went home to you, calling the company to set a meeting to see where to go from here. he is rather mature about the situation and oddly calm, mainly because he knew this kind of thing was bound to happen one day.

doesn’t mean he isn’t panicking though.

renjun

he was the one who saw the post revealing photos of you two shopping together. in fact he saw the post before it even reached the general public. he was quick to get staff and his members to try and get the post taken down but it grew more popular by the minutes and eventually it was making headlines.

he called you and talked to you through what had happened. he was trying to be calm because this wasn’t the end of the world but damn did it feel like that as he read through the public’s opinion.

he did see a few positive comments but the negative outweighed them, so he deletes his social media apps of his phone, only posting photos on Instagram every now and then before deleting again. goes inactive until everything has calmed down for his own mental health and his suggest you do the same - even if it takes months.

jeno

you two were talking in the background of a behind the scenes video uploaded to the youtube channel. the editors thought you were a staff member, they didn’t even notice you and jeno hugging in the background that was only shown for a split second.

the clip was instantly being spread around and the youtube video was re-edited but it didn’t stop the original from being shown.

when he saw it he was a little shocked since he didn’t even notice that there was any type of camera in the room at that moment, which was why he was comfortably talking to you in the middle of the room.

you contacted him minutes later after he first saw it, crying in a moment of worry for what this all meant for you both.

he will reassure you but he will also be just as worried and be telling you to be careful if you go out anywhere JUST IN CASE.

haechan

on a live one of the fans asked what time it was there and he showed the fans his phone, not realising he hadn’t turned notifications off. you sent a message at that exact moment saying, “love, I’ll be home soon.” he moved the phone away quickly but he knew he was done for. he laughed it off awkwardly at first before apologising and ending the live.

he called you as soon as the live was over. “BABE I JUST REVEALED YOUR TEXT OH MY GOD”

you’re both freaking out but once you’re home he tries to calm down and think maturely about this. “look… they can’t ALL hate me? I’ll still be able to make music…” He is thinking positively and refusing to pick his phone up because he knows if he goes online he will only think negatively.

jaemin

you were somewhat a youtuber, and in one of your vlogs, in the background as you walked with the camera through your house there was a picture of you and jaemin.

people managed to recognise it immediately and you were shocked because you didn’t even notice it when you were editing. you contact jaemin, worrying what he would say. you speak so fast into the phone that he didn’t even get to say anything until you were done speaking.

“love… it’s okay we can sort this out.” “I am so sorry jaemin.” “it’s okay, I’ll contact the company then I’ll call you right back, okay?”

you both ended up just coming out about the situation and admitting your dating. you take a break from your socials.

the only positive to this situation is that he gets to see you more since he doesn’t have to hide anything anymore. you can go to his place and he can go to yours!

chenle

there was two instances where he accidentally revealed it and he didn’t even realise that fans would connect these two instances. the first thing was when he accidentally followed your account on instagram. he went on bubble not long after he made it seem light hearted, “oh I accidentally followed an account while going through reels.”

the second time was when a fan asked to be daegals mother and he instantly said, “she already has a mother. WHICH is me I’m the mother and father. I’m the only one she needs.” he panicked as he spoke and tried to play it off.

fans put the two times together and looked more into it, figuring out that you two HAD to be dating. the one and only time the crazy fans were right.

he is panicking when he realises fans were figuring it out and instantly gets in contact with both you and the company. you’re a bit more calm over the phone about this than he is but when you see him in person you’re also freaking out.

jisung

you two were seen together out in public. it was really late at night when the two of you were going for a walk to a local shop near your place to get some late night food.

fans approached jisung, leaving you both shocked since he was disguised pretty well in your opinion.

the fans kept pestering you both so you two ran away- literally.

it made headlines the next day, and you laughed at the photos of you running away with jisung. your laughter was really just covering for how nervous and worried you were though. He on the other hand was texting everyone he trusted and getting all sorts of different advice.

he is really worried about what this meant for his future and he might consider a hiatus to avoid having to face the fans for a bit if the response is really negative.

thank u for all ur hardwork, ur writing is great!! can u write where u get hurt in a fight and the dreamies are the ones taking care of u after please?

they take care of you after you got into a fight

bf!nct dream

a/n ; I feel like for some of them I went more into detail of how you tell them you got into a fight… but there is still the caring aspect! went off track but never the less i hope this is somewhat what you wanted <3

mark

you had promised mark you would meet him at the cafe, so despite everything, you did. you approached him with a bandaged hand and walking at a rather slow pace. he was confused by this, since you were perfectly fine last night when he saw you. he decided to meet you half way, bringing you to a stop in the middle of the cafe.

“hey, what’s wrong?”

“kinda… got hurt.” you say, figuring maybe it wasn’t a good idea to tell him that you got into a fight.

his eyebrows knitted together but he accepted that maybe you just fell or something.

but as you two sit in the corner of the cafe slowly sipping your drinks that mark had ordered prior to you arriving, you end up bringing up what happened.

“you know that… one boy who kept bothering me?” “yeah?” “yeah… I punched him.” “oka- wait what?!” man is shocked and all of the above.

“we got into a huge fight and I had to get pulled away because I was beating his ass up.” you smiled but mark just stared at you.

“are you okay?”

“yeah I think so, just a couple bad bruises and sore knuckles but I think that’s it. I’m okay.”

“dude… you should’ve called me. I know you can handle it by yourself and you did but when you got pulled away I would’ve jumped in and continued!”

you both leave the cafe after finishing your drinks and he takes you back to his place and makes you sit on the couch with an ice pack on your knuckles as he inspects every injury you gathered, cleaning any injuries that could be dirty / open wounds like cuts.

renjun

he was against physically fighting, but this time, he wasn’t. this one girl had been awful to you practically all year long. she shoved you around and spoke horribly about you.

so when you facetimed him out of nowhere, with a bloody lip and a bright smile, he knew what happened.

“did you get her ass?”

“I GOT HER SOOO GOOD! but I have a few cuts from falling over, can we meet up?”

he was instantly on his way, stopping by a store to get some bandaids.

once he was in your apartment he was looking around all over for you until he got to the bathroom where he saw you sitting on the counter, swinging your legs as you looked at him. he laughed and placed the bandaids down, grabbing a fresh cloth to clean your wounds for you.

you go into detail about the whole story, explaining how she started it and for once you didn’t back down. even though renjun told you not to get into fights, he was rather proud of you for this one.

jeno

this man had been bothering you all evening as you and jeno were just trying to enjoy an evening with friends at the bar. the man touched your arm so you threw your elbow back into his stomach. jeno was shocked at fast this turned into a physical fight. he grabbed your waist and pulled you away from the angry man once he saw security coming.

“you should’ve let me-“ “I don’t want you going to jail, let’s go!” you both leave the bar and sit on the sidewalk. you examine your hands as they hurt pretty bad. jeno took your hands into his and looked at them, seeing that they were definitely going to start slowly bruising up and were currently really red.

he pressed kisses onto your knuckles and held your hand gently in his as he kept walking, planning to take you back home to put an ice pack on your knuckles.

“I’m glad you’re okay, I never knew you could fight like that baby.”

“yeah, so don’t make me mad jeno.”

he laughed at you, leaning into to kiss your head, “you would never.”

haechan

he was the one filming actually. the fight was one of those fights where it was just building up over the course of a few days until it finally burst and someone throws a punch.

at first you were shocked, but instantly you started fighting back. haechan whips out his camera, wanting to film this so you can see it later.

though once the fight ended and you were back at home haechan completely switched on you and he picked you up and sit you down on the counter. “don’t get into unnecessary fights.” “haechan you literally were filming it.” “yes I was but still don’t get into fights like that, because now look! my baby is hurt.”

he takes a while to help you clean your wounds and bandage them because he keeps giving you kisses and ‘scolding’ you.

“I’m proud baby, you fight really well.” he says making you laugh at how quick his opinion is changing.

jaemin

as you walked into the room, hiding your hands in your pockets and with your face down, he was immediately eyeing you. “what’s wrong?” he asks as he sits up straight and spins in his chair to face you completely. you’re at the closet, grabbing some clothes to change into.

“nothing, I’m going to shower.”

he gets up from his chair and approaches you, standing in front you. you didn’t look at him, still trying to avoid him seeing your face which had a bruise and a cut from the girls ring.

he placed his fingers on your chin and lifted it up, and at this point you figured you might as well just let him see it.

he gasped aloud, his eyes widening as he quickly grabbed your hand and took you to the bathroom.

“ow.. my hand jaemin.” he left go as soon as you said that and looked at your hand.

“oh my god…” he muttered under his breath as he looked at the red bruising knuckles. “what happened?”

“I got into a fight… she’s looking worse than me right now!”

“not something to be happy about.” he said, looking at you with a stern glare. you sat on the edge of the bathtub as he cleaned your wounds for you and out bandaids on them.

he holds your face in between his hands and presses a kiss to your forehead. “don’t get into fights, love.”

“I’ll try not too… but trust me she deserved it.” he could only roll his eyes with a scoff at that.

chenle

you walked into his apartment, dressed completely different to how you left his apartment earlier that morning.

“you changed? why?”

“oh… my pants got dirty so I went home before coming here.”

you catch his eyes briefly as you walk past and instantly knew he would pick up that something was wrong very quickly.

you came back over to his to watch a movie together since you had planned this last night and had no legit reason to cancel, you couldn’t just not show up.

you also didn’t want to tell him you got into a physical fight with someone and how your stomach hurt really bad and your knees still hurt from when you had fallen over.

“what’s wrong?” he asks about the minutes into the movie.

“what?”

“you’re holding your stomach.. did you eat something bad?”

“oh- uh yeah.”

he glares his eyes at you, not believing a word coming from your mouth.

“don’t lie what happened?”

he is sitting next to you on the couch, the movie long forgotten as you eventually confess about the physical fight.

chenle insists on seeing all your wounds, he insists that he checks your whole body and helps apply any needed treatment onto them for you. he gives you panadol and pulls you into his arms when you’re back seated onto the couch. his hands playing with your hair, “just tell me next time, I’ll go help you immediately.”

jisung

you walked into his apartment fuming with anger. “park jisung you won’t BELIEVE!!! what happened!”

he is up on his feet rushing to where you were standing. he eyes you up and down, red and beaten up hand, knees dirty and bleeding from cuts grazes and tear stained cheeks from obvious crying.

“oh my god come with me.”

he is scared to touch you in any way incase you’re injured there, so he just gestures you to the bathroom as you stomp your way over. you sit on the edge of the bathtub as he pulls out his little kit of bandaids. he grabs a clean cloth and drenches it in water as he listens to your crazed rants.

“she said that to me! right to my face! I’m surprised I didn’t punch her right then and there honestly.” 
he is nodding and humming in agreement with your words as you gradually lose the anger and get more upset over the situation.

he finishes helping you clean up and puts bandaids on you where needed and looks up at your face. you’re just silently watching him, tears in your eyes.

he pulls you into a hug, still being extremely careful with your body since you haven’t told him where you got hurt except for the obvious visible injuries. he might cry a little with you if you break down crying. just seeing you upset upsets him! especially if you’re hurt.