Jungwoo X Reader - Tumblr Posts

TRUST ME NOT

Pairing: Bf!(boss unit except one) x f!reader

W.C: 9.1k

Genre: Fluff, Mafia, Angst

Warnings: keeping secrets, innocent reader(?), mafia deals, murder, blast, tracking device, spying on someone, anonymous mail, tying up with rope in basement, unconcious, feeling sorry, sad, regrets, forgiveness, lots of kissing, anniversary surprises lol, getting shot, mention of blood(not detail) idk what to add anymore

1 month late birthday gift to @mymoodwriting sorry🥀

Network: @kvanity-main

🎀 Your anniversary was supposed to be held in a month.

The excitement was brightly visible on your face and you had a lot of arrangements to make. Going out to different stores and contacting some very important people who all are of potential help in some urgent scenarios. It's been five years since you were in a relationship with the mafia gang, NCT. Yeah, some people won't believe you if you say that you are the secret girlfriend, because your appearance and attitude is far from the ruthless behavior of the bosses--- your boyfriends.

The first one to notice that you were busy was Jungwoo, as he is the one who doesn't go out of the house often. His hacking job lets you both to spend more time with each other and well, this makes him throw cocky looks to others. You have told him repeatedly not to tease others because of that, but who is he to listen to?

You have almost planned everything for the upcoming day, obviously keeping it a secret from them. And this made Jungwoo suspicious of you. Earlier he was ignoring your weird attitudes and your now and then excuses to go out but one day when you were out for a long time, he followed your location. Well, he tried to but he couldn't track it.

How the hell is that even possible?

Now, he can't obviously charge you for messing up with the tracking device as you aren't aware of any of these. So, he decided to talk this out with his gang members.

"Are you sure of the suspicion?" Taeyong asked with a dark look. He was already tired with the day and now one of his members is sitting in front of him with a doubt. He glanced at the rest of the members across the room but they all were pretty much similar attentive to the hacker like him. He sighed and urged him to speak more.

The hacker nodded and proceeded, "she is acting differently and when I asked her last week. She was in a hurry to reply as if she would spill secrets if she spoke more than necessary."

"Maybe she is tired. You know her café has a lot of work." Mark stated and Jaehyun nodded his head in agreement. They know very well how dedicated you are to your work and something that might be keeping you busy these days.

Jungwoo shook his head, "No. The surprising fact is that she is barely available at the cafe."

"Then where is she going every morning?" Winwin asked and glanced at him from the corner of the room. And this caught everyone's attention.

Jaehyun remembered his interaction with you from two days back over the call.

"When I asked to pick her up from the cafe, she denied and told me about having extra hours but ended up coming home by riding someone else's car. As far as I know no one from her cafe owns that car." he stated and looked around.

"What? And you are telling me now?" Taeyong banged the table with his fist making the ones sitting near to him to flinch. Doyoung licked his lower lips and ran his fingers through the hairs. He was still putting in the pieces together and hoping that whatever they were thinking should not be the actual case.

Are you hiding something from them?

Or are you planning for something to destroy them?

Mark put his phone beside him on the sofa, "Dude, don't think like that. We must be wrong somewhere. Don't doubt her for anything."

"You are not suspecting her for anything right?" Winwin looked at his leader expectantly who in return just poked his cheek with the tongue and turned towards Doyoung.

"Tell everyone to keep a closer look on her." he said and looked at everyone, "all of you will see what's the matter with her. If she is not going to the cafe and not talking with us that much. Then we should find out what's the matter that she is suddenly acting so differently."

"But-"

"Mark, don't argue with me now."

No one spoke anything after that. Four of them left the room, leaving the leader with Doyoung. The latter's eyes followed how frustratingly the leader was brushing his hairs back and sighing.

"I know, you are not doubting her like the way you are showing your anger."

The leader rested his elbows on the table and held his head with his palms, "I don't want to blame her for anything. I trust her so much but I want to know what's up with her. I love her so much, Doyoung."

Doyoung walked towards him and patted his back comfortingly, "we all love her, Taeyong. If she ever betrays us then nothing can hurt us more than that."

"I don't want to hurt her. She is precious to me. I want all these to be just a misunderstanding."

"She is not betraying us. We will just find out what's the matter with her and then everything will be fine."

The latter just nodded and tears fell from his eyes similarly like the one standing.

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"Where are you going?" Jungwoo asked as he saw you hurrying towards the door. You were smiling all the way down the stairs while looking at the phone. His eyes were staring at you with curiosity and adoration. When he repeated the question again, you glanced at him away from your phone and raised your brows.

"Uh..I..somewhere...do you need something?"

"No. But where? Do you want me to go with you?"

"No!".

He was taken aback by your sudden scream, "what? Why are you shouting?"

You awkwardly laughed and brushed your hairs, "I'll be off to the place and will return quickly. Don't worry."

As soon as you took a turn, someone grabbed your forearm and made you turn around. The turn was so sudden that you almost lost your balance on your heels, "What the hell! Jaehyun?"

"It's late afternoon. I don't think you are going to the cafe right now. Your workers told me that you will be there in the evening. So where to now?" His tone was low and demanding.

His grip was firm and you glanced at the hold then at his face. He had just showered after returning home. The others were not there yet and these two were only at the house so you decided to leave without them noticing you but it's not the case now.

"Hey, I'm just going to meet someone." you smiled at the end of the sentence.

"Who? Let me take you there."

You held his wrist to take off his hand from yours, "No, it's okay. I can go there alone. He will be just a few blocks away and......and then everything is fine."

"he? Y/n, who is this person? Do I know him? Have any of us seen him before?"

"Oh my jealous baby, Jae. Come on, don't think like I am a child. And you don't have to know everyone."

He stepped closer to you, tugging your hairs behind your ears before holding your hands and smiling down at you with a soft look, "I just care for you too much, Y/n. I don't want anyone to hurt you. Please be safe out there as you know your life is always at risk because of us...and dont hide anything from us."

You couldn't hear the last words but you smiled at him, "I will be safe. I promise."

He leaned forward to peck your lips and then planted a soft kiss on your temple. Jungwoo came up behind you and hugged you, nuzzling his nose in your neck inhaling the recently applied perfume, you smiled at the tingling sensation. He whispered, "if you can't keep yourself safe. Then I will kill everyone who will hurt you."

You grabbed one of his hands and brought it to your lips, planting a kiss, "I know. I am always safe with you all."

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You were safe. Your preparations and secrets, everything was safe. Only two weeks left and you couldn't contain your excitement. Skipping steps towards the flower shop, you were greeted by the familiar man holding a rose in his hold and smiling endearingly at you. Your smile widened brightly and a soft laugh escaped your throat when he kneeled down in front of you, "A rose for my queen." He extended his hand towards you and you took the flower from his hand.

"Oh please shut up, Wooyoung."

He again stood in front of you and smoothed his blazer and pants. The look was stating that he was on his way for the meeting but still his playful nature and his childish laugh was not setting right with his appearance.

"Why? I can call you anything."

"Just wait until I tell this to my boyfriend." you chuckled while looking around the flower shop, "Where is the owner?"

You never used your boyfriend's name in front of anyone, always referring to some silly names or simply 'my boyfriend'. No one has ever seen your so-called boyfriend but they know you always have the adoration while speaking of him—- of them.

"I don't know about him. Hey! Why are you asking for the owner when I'm here?" He whined and you shook your head in disbelief with the attitude.

"How old are you? And I need him to choose some exact flowers for the decoration and a perfect perfume to give my boyfriend." you smiled at the thought of surprising them with everything. He nodded with a pout and stood by your side while you were staring at some beautiful bouquets, "Is your boyfriend nice? You can tell me if you have any problems. You have said he lives outside this country but if he turns out as a cheater. I will show him hell."

"Of course, Wooyuong. There's nothing to worry about. I am fine and he is a very nice man. Maybe someday you can meet him and also, I'm doing all these preparations for our anniversary."

The owner just entered the door and greeted you both when the other one smiled at you before exiting the door.

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One week left for your anniversary.

"So, I was right. She is going to this shop almost every day and according to Winwin, our enemy's last location was this shop."

They couldn't believe the pictures and the tracking location of the devices that were showing on the very big screen displayed in front of them. The undercover spy has clicked the pictures of you meeting with a young man well dressed up in a suit and you were hugging him with a smile, also in another picture, you were receiving flowers. The different gestures between you both were assuming that there was a deeper bonding than they can think of. Everything was pretty much fine until the call list and tracking device of yours and their enemy matches exactly.

"Jungwoo, have you gone to this shop before?" Taeyong asked when he placed himself on the sofa.

The hacker shook his head, "no, I never bought anything from there. I thought she knew the owner of the shop, that's why she is going there but it turned out she is meeting the owner of the device who is apparently our enemy. We need to find who is the owner. Winwin even followed her one day and guess what? They were planning for a big event and also went on a date."

"A date?" Mark had a confused look on his face.

Jungwoo nodded and Jaehyun continued, "yeah, she is meeting these certain people every often and that's why you can't find her in the cafe. And this one person is very common."

"That's Wooyoung, a member of the gang, Ateez. the shop owner is his best friend, just for cover." Winwin started from beside Doyoung who quickly turned towards him in surprise.

Taeyong scoffed in irritation, "So that's him? He blew our basement? I was so sure that somebody leaked our plan when we were having the mission in a different state and look, he took that advantage to attack on our base."

"And you think?" Doyoung raised a brow.

"She...she told him?" Taeyong didn't even want to say it but still he did. He blamed you. He doubted you. There was no other option left other than suspecting you with their recent events going on around them. He curled his fingers into a fist, suppressing the anger and hurt.

Mark leaned back into his chair, "we must be wrong somewhere. Or things have not been placed in the correct way."

"No. When I told Jungwoo for the first time, neither me nor him believed this but after one week of research. We are sure that she is involved with this." Winwin himself didn't want to believe what he was voicing out.

His own voice was betraying him. Was your love for them just a facade to destroy them in the end? Were you playing with their feelings? What? NO! This can't be, you are not like that. He couldn't convince anyone, maybe he was not even trying to convince anyone. No one was ready to believe that you were planning something worse behind their back, just to destroy them to get in with a man. The man who is apparently their enemy's gang member.

Mark stood up. A sad look visible on his face, fighting back the urge to cry in front of them. He couldn't hear more about suspecting you. Even if you are wrong, he still wants to see you and love you. His gaze shifted from the leader towards the large wide window, the setting of the sun was visible, "our anniversary is in almost 10 days. I hope we won't be doing something to ruin the day."

The words hit them altogether. Anniversary...they have bought a lot of gifts for you and they have arranged a trip for all of you to spend time together.

He turned around and Taeyong closed his eyes, heaving a sigh. Everyone was in disbelief and fighting whether they should blame you or...or what? There's nothing to think about anymore.

"Hey!  you all here?" your cheerful voice broke the silence. The atmosphere was already tense inside the house but your presence was making it worse. To your oblivion, they shared glances between them when Jaehyun noticed some things in your hold. His jaw clenched at the sight and he stepped towards you.

"Who gave you this?"

You furrowed your brows before looking down and then a smile cracked on your face. Everyone noticed the shift in expression when you held the flowers tightly, "Um...someone. A friend?"

"Friend." he scoffed and glared at you. His expression surprised you and then when you looked around the room, you noticed others were looking at you with no emotions visible. It felt so distant as if you were missing something. But what's even the matter? Mark was standing on the first step of the stairs, when you caught his eyes, there was a hurt look— the look of betrayal.

"Mark-" the young boy didn't wait to hear you when he abruptly turned around and ascended the stairs, without even looking back at you. What happened?

"Where were you?" Doyoung asked with folded hands above his chest, supporting himself against the table. His dark and sharp eyes staring at you, waiting for a quick reply.

"I...I went to the cafe."

"You were not there. Don't lie. Just tell me exactly, where were you?"

Taeyong darkly chuckled, "of course to meet her friend. Right? So, had fun on the date?"

"Date?"

Jaehyun turned to him, "don't pretend that you don't know. You went on a date with your little friend, right?"

You shook your head when Jungwoo pointed at your large plastic bag, "what's all these?"

You tried to hide it behind your back only to get yanked away, "why are you hiding it?" He glared at your action.

"What's wrong with you all?"

"What's wrong with you? Are you planning something behind our back?" His words hurt you. No, it shocked you. Are they doubting you for something?

The phone in your pocket started ringing and when Jaehyun didn't loosen his grip on you, you snatched your arm away and glared at him. Fishing out the phone, you held it to your ear and greeted the person. Before walking towards your room, you snatched away the plastic bag from him and no one protested but watched you going away.

No one moved from their places but only Winwin followed you behind.

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Three days have already passed since that day.

You didn't talk with anyone normally. Everytime, they would be looking at you accusingly or asking you some weird questions about why you were hiding things from them.

but , there was nothing to hide in the first place---- except for the celebration.

Only one week left and when you just wanted to go out finally to arrange the last things of the preparation. Doyoung blocked your way.

"You are not going anywhere."

"Huh?"

Jaehyun came up behind you and harshly pulled you to a particular direction, "your game is over, y/n. Just give up now. You can't hide anything from us now."

The other one walked just closely behind you, gun in his hand. "I can't believe you that after the things we did, only for you to betray us."

"Please Jaehyun...Trust me. you must be wrong somewhere. I am not hiding anything. I promise." Your voice was broken yet he was not glancing at you but dragging you towards the stairs. The grip on your wrist tightened when you tried to pull your hand away. The wrist was burning from his harsh grip.

There were two uncoordinated footsteps from behind you both and when the youngest of them spoke up, you glanced at them. Mark was trying to stop the leader from stepping forward but the latter was just fuming and when he caught your glistening eyes, he sent a glare at you.

"please..." you whimpered when he took the turn and stopped at the first step of the stairs. He inhaled sharply and glared at you before glancing at the leader.

"take her downstairs." He simply ordered and the latter nodded.

Mark held Jaehyun's other hand, "No. Don't. Please, we should listen to her. We must be wrong somewhere. Please don't take her there."

But he dragged you down, stumbling over a few places but he didn't care. No one cared at the moment. As if your voice was not even audible to their ears.

You have never been to this place before and the dark, dimly lit room with a damp smell was making churn in your stomach. The others were already present inside the room and their focus was on you— the helpless figure. He harshly pulled you towards the chair behind the interrogating desk and made you sit on it. Your head turned towards each one of them, no one was having any sympathy for you. Maybe they had but trying not to show it.

"Why are you doing this? Please get me out of here." tears were flowing down your cheek. Before you could wipe off your tears, Jungwoo gripped your wrist and tied them to the armrest. Winwin took away the phone from you and placed it on the table. Taeyong placed himself on the chair across from you and stared at your tied up form. Doyoung stood beside him, palm resting on the head of the leather chair.

"So, from where should we begin?"

You remained quiet. Not because you didn't want to talk but because you didn't know what to say. Mind still processing the situation and why they all were keeping you tied up like a criminal. Do they not trust you?

You stared at him with silent tears falling from your eyes. Jaehyun and Jungwoo stood beside you on both sides, neither of them speaking anything and not even looking at you. Only glancing now and then.

"How do you know Wooyoung?" the leader asked the first question and leaned forward on the table.

"Wooyoung?"

Doyoung tilted his head to the side, "yes. Even that day he gave you those flowers. Having good times with the enemy. Right, y/n?"

"Enemy? He is my old friend from university."

The leader was not buying your words, "our enemy is your friend now. Since when are you against us?"

"What are you saying, Taeyong? I would never. I..." you were almost spilling the secrets but held back the words that were about to come out from your lips, "we just recently reunited at the flower shop. He was just...helping me out with something."

"Helping you out to chalk out a plan to kill us?" Winwin offered you an option for your choice of words. You shook your head at him and returned to face the leader. He didn't have any emotions for you. No more those endearing smiles and caring eyes looking at you but a strong and accusing eyes blaming you for everything.

"No, it's not like that."

"There's no point in you lying on our face. You can't fight back, y/n. There's six of us and only, you alone."

You parted your lips and tried to shift forward when Jungwoo held you back. You raised your head to look at him but he just avoided your eyes. Does he hate me so much?  "You all should understand this. I am alone, I can't do anything to harm you all and... I can never think of hurting any of you."

"Don't pretend to be the innocent one like always." Jaehyun spat at you. "It was all a facade to make us trust you. To make us weak for you so that you can easily break into our life and destroy us from the core."

"Jaehyun..." you whispered his name but a long silence followed your longing gaze on him. How could he blame you like this? They never used such a tone with you.

"He is correct. It was only you who knew about our absence for a whole week from the city and during that exact time, Ateez attacked our warehouse. Isn't this a coordinated plan?" Taeyong was irritated with each word coming out of his mouth.

"And you think I told him?"

Winwin caught your attention, "of course. The enemy whom we were tracking has his every location around you. His every location was colliding with yours. The flower shop belongs to them and it's just undercover to hide their spies in that busy street. Your activity was very frequent during the time of the blast."

"It must be a coincidence...I am not aware of all these." you plead to them for mercy but none of them were convinced. It all seemed as an act to break away from them and to run to their enemy for help.

"We thought that too but you have a deep connection with him. Even keeping your meet-ups a secret from us. Don't think of us like fools."

"Mark, you are a fool. All of you are foolish to think of me going against you. He is just my friend and we were just hanging out after some arrangements and if I knew he was the menber of a gang, I would never have spoken to him. But...but he won't hurt me or any of you. He doesn't even know you all are my boyfriends."

"Because for your benefit. So that you can go on dates with him." Jaehyun scoffed at the end of the sentence.

Taeyong slammed his hand to gain your attention back on him. His eyes were raging and he was fuming with anger. You flinched at the sound and scaredly turned towards him when he spoke up, "Now tell me, what do you want from us?"

You shook your head and bit your lips to prevent yourself breaking down more.

"I said speak up, y/n!"

Your broken voice and hiccups echoed the room, "I...I want n-nothing. I just want......your love."

"Shut up!"

"Jaehyun, keep quiet." Doyoung shushed the tall man beside you but you were already hurt too much. You were exhausted after crying so much, the unfamiliar and confined environment was suffocating you. You just wanted to get out of the place and run away, far away and hide from them. You were scared to say anything anymore or they could have done something more.

"You are going to stay here unless you are willing to tell the truth." Taeyong said and stood up to turn towards the door.

You shook your head frantically to not to leave you there. But no one minded your scared form. You were nothing more than a liar to them.

"Please listen to me..."

Jaehyun grabbed your cheeks, his fingers digging into your flesh, "you are only going to speak the truth or else shut your mouth." he harshly jerked your head to the side.

One by one everyone left the room except the one who was almost standing silently since he came here. He stayed back inside the room. When you noticed his gaze on you, there was a hurt look like that day.

"Why did you do this?"

"I did nothing."

He looked up at the ceiling and then at you, "then please confess the truth. I can't see you like this."

"I'm telling you the truth, Mark. he is just my friend. I didn't help him with anything."

Doyoung came back to the room to find the younger one standing at the door. He informed the younger one to stay with you, not to leave you alone down in the basement. He nodded his head in acceptance. You don’t know if It was because they told him to stay behind out of love or they think you could try to run away from them.

Mark actually wanted to stay with you though. He just can't leave you alone.

Doyoung stepped inside the room to take the phone from the table. When he came in sight of your vision, you looked away to avoid him. He waited for a moment but left the room eventually when you didn't look at him.

"Mark, don't get swayed by her?"

They had some whispering conversation outside the door and you zoned out to think about the day, how you were so excited to finally wrap the different gifts for them and then prepare the last arrangement because this last week was supposed to be spending time with them together. But everything went down the hill.

When Mark returned inside the room, he saw you sleeping on the chair uncomfortably. He stepped forward and tugged your hairs behind the ears to have a clear look of your face. You looked so peaceful but your face was stained with sweat and tears. He caressed your soft skin and tears fell from his eyes, he was sorry to you. He untied your wrists and pulled you on his lap on the floor. Resting your head against his chest, his fingers stroked you and he lulled you to sleep.

"I'm sorry, y/n."

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The next two days were just you refusing all the foods they offered and you were getting weak. Even if they didn't hurt you physically, but their words, their hatred looks and their harsh and hurtful touches with their accusing tone was enough to break your every inch.

Doyoung didn't let you stay in the basement but kept you locked in his room. He promised his leader that he won't let you escape the house.

Just before the two days of your anniversary, they got an email from someone. It was labeled with a secret code so when they clicked on it, they found out that it was from someone unknown. They have sent some confidential documents. Jungwoo didn't waste any time before clicking open it only to get a shock. Everyone scooted closer to him.

'How is Y/n? Suspecting her now? Oh, poor girl. Don't worry. I will kill her soon anyways. '

There were all the details under the small links. Whatever they saw was right but the actual explanation to their assumption was what you were saying, not how they interpreted earlier. Wooyoung was just your friend, nothing more and he didn't have any intention to harm you or others. Ateez didn't even attack their base.

Then who is this person?

Is he alive?

Jaehyun threw the glass away in frustration.

"Where is this shit? I will kill him."

Winwin quickly followed some images, "the dreamies are trying to track the id. Hyuck is currently scanning the codes. but... I don't know why this person wants to kill her."

"I'm not leaving her alone for any more second."

Doyoung jogged towards the room only to find you sleeping beside the window stool. Taeyong followed him closely behind and he noticed the dried tears on your face and the other one was quick to pick you up in his arms, "y/n, look at me. You don't have to be here anymore. I'm taking you out of this place. I'm so sorry."

Your breathing was so faint and it scared him.

He peppered your face with kisses, you were so weak and exhausted. There was no reply from you and he shook your body again.

"She must be unconscious. Let's clean her up and let her rest for a while. When she wakes up, I will feed her." Taeyong offered him.

They both nodded and exited the room. Promising to themselves that they won't ever let you be in this sort of situation again.

When they appeared in front of the others, they saw your unconscious body in his hold. Their hearts clenched at the sight, the pain striking through their body.

How could they just blame you and act deaf ears to your pleadings?

"I'm coming with you." Mark approached him and took you in his arms before going towards his room with Doyoung trailing behind him.

Taeyong ordered Jungwoo and Winwin to contact Dreamies for further discussions about the situation and let others disperse to their respective activities.

No one was willing to leave your side but they had no option other than waiting for you to get consciousness. But Jaehyun quietly walked towards your room to take a glimpse of you.

He was hesitating to enter the room but eventually stepped inside and found them inside the bathroom. They were carefully looking after you.

"Is she okay?"

His sudden voice made the two males turn their head towards him, "of course she is. We are here to keep her safe."

After a while, you were dressed in a pair of comfortable top and loose pants. Mark carefully tugged you in the bed before sitting beside your sleeping figure and caressing the hairs, Doyoung sat near your legs and Jaehyun kept his distance from the bed.

"Let her rest for a while. Taeyong will bring her the food."

They all left the room but Jaehyun went near to you and caressed your head, kissing your temple he whispered, “I’m so sorry, love.”

After a while when you woke up, only to find Taeyong sitting by your side with medicines and food placed on the table that he pulled beside the bed. Your head was spinning a bit but still he helped you sit up and placed the pillow behind you to make you comfortable. Before you could say anything, he caressed your head and smiled at you, following a kiss to the side of your head.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I was so wrong about you."

You remained quiet and just observed how he lifted the bowl from the table and stirred the soup, tasting a spoonful and turning towards you with a spoon.

"Why?"

"What do you mean?"

"y-you are not mad at me anymore? Please trust me-"

He put the spoon back into the bowl and placed a finger on your lips, "I trust you. Y/n, I love you. I'm regretting treating you like that. It hurts you a lot to see us blaming you for something you didn't do. But I promise you, you will never have to be like this again. I will make this up to you."

"Really? And others...Are they?"

"they are equally sorry, y/n. we just couldn't help but think all that......why were you at the shop though?" he quickly asked you the thing that was still bugging his mind.

"Um...you will know soon. It's a secret." You expectantly stared at him to see his reaction but he just smiled when he brought the spoon to your lips. You quickly parted open your lips to taste the spoon and hummed in the wonderful warm taste. It melted on your tongue like you were melting under his touch.

"I won't ever hurt you."

"I know, Taeyong. You have so much responsibility but I think I made you scared going out here and there. But trust me it's a good secret, nothing to worry about."

"Can't you tell me now?" he pouted and blinked at you.

"No. Then what's the point of the secret?"

"Is this about-"

Someone entered the room and he was quick to sit on your other side and hugged you from the side.

"I'm so sorry baby. Please forgive me. I don't want you to stay away from me." he nuzzled his face in the crook of your neck and your fingers entangled with his hairs when he leaned to your body more. Taeyong was still making sure to finish the soup and shook his head at the boy clinging onto you.

"Hey, Mark. It's okay. I was just shocked with you all behaving like that." You said slowly and he nodded, muttering a flow of apologies. The leader wiped your mouth when you finished the food and handed you the medicine to take but when you refused it. Both of them tickled you and joked around and ended up with Mark holding you down on the bed and the oldest one putting inside the medicine and handing you the glass.

Three of you spent some time together before Taeyong left when he caught a call from Jungwoo and he hugged you before pressing a long and soft kiss on your temple then hurrying to take the call. Where you and Mark ended up cuddling together.

"That night..." he was spooning you while your back was pressed against his chest and his one leg was flung upon yours. His fingers were playing with yours when you both were watching the screen displaying a movie.

You hummed in response, "you made me sleep on your lap. I woke up from a nightmare but I felt so secure with you. Thank you."

"I love you. I love you so much baby."

"I love you more, mark." You turned around and cupped his face. Your eyes searched for a particular emotion before pressing your lips to his. He was surprised by your move but when you tried to pull away your face, he held the back of your neck and pulled you closer, making the kiss rough and passionate. Both fighting for dominance but still enjoying the power of each other. You smiled and squirmed when he slid his hand under your tee. His kisses traveled down to your jaw and sloppily kissed your cheek. Admiringly, watching each other, he dipped his head down and bit the soft flesh of your neck, he groaned when you moaned his name. When he hooked a finger with the band of your shorts, you held his wrist.

He quickly stopped his actions and looked at you, cupping your cheeks and shock visible on his face. You chuckled at his reaction and he worriedly asked you, "Is there something wrong?"

It's not like you haven't done this before with him but there was something for which you wanted to wait.

"Can you wait for one more day?"

"Before our anniversary?"

You nodded and he smiled before pecking your lips.

"Of course, I can."

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The day before the celebration. You asked them if you could go out. They felt as if they did something wrong that you were taking permission like a child. You bit your lips and stared at them when they were all similarly staring back at you.

Taeyong broke the awkward moment, "I think someone should speak."

"You did just now."

He glared at Jaehyun, who looked away holding back his laugh. The others snickered and you laughed loudly. All of their attention turned back at your standing figure in an elegant knee length dress.

"You all can go with me."

"We?" Winwin asked you and you quickly nodded.

"So?"

They all looked at each other before agreeing and stood up. The one that was hesitant to come near you was Jaehyun. When they all walked towards the door, conversing and joking among them, he remained at the same place. He felt someone entangled a hand with his and when he looked down at his side, you were smiling brightly at him.

"Let's go, my prince."

"Y/n...you.."

You pulled him towards the door. But he was staring at you like a lost man, who knew nothing other than the directions you would give him. He smiled when he noticed the dress you were wearing was the one he gave you on your birthday last time.

"I'm trying to forget about that day so please don't remind me."

He stopped in his track and you turned towards him, "what happe-"

He pressed his lips to yours. He was laughing between the kisses when you were trying to say something. He pulled apart and you glared at him before looking at your appearance on the phone screen.

"you ruined my lipstick."

"I would have ruined you but it's okay coz it's just the lipstick for now."

"Jae..." you groaned but he grabbed your chin softly and other hand quickly went up , a finger wiping away the smudged out portion and then patted your cheek with the clean fingers.

"you look beautiful like always."

Doyoung came back and pulled you both towards the car.

The car ride was fun. Except for Jungwoo clinging onto your side ans asking you the same question repeatedly, "why can't we know the secret now? Please, y/n."

"I am surprised all of you are in a gang."

Taeyong chuckled, "don't add him. He doesn't do anything other than hacking and intruding other's business from his private place."

He scoffed in reply, "at least I keep company with our girl. Right?"

You nodded. It's not like they were not serious with their job. When the work mode is on, you wouldn't even match the people who are the same with the ones you are currently laughing with. Even you get scared. Okay, last time you really got.

Arriving at the mall, you quickly got out of the car to make a quick call with your friend. You told her to receive the perfumes and flowers from the shop tomorrow morning and keep them in the café. You wanted to celebrate your anniversary at the café and your friend was helping you to get all the orders ready for tomorrow so that today, you can spend your day with the boys.

You bought a lot of things, some necessary and some unnecessary. Jungwoo was with you and others went off to other places.

"you are buying us gifts but not letting us buy for you."

"tomorrow."

"Why? I can buy it today. Wait, I can buy for you everyday."

"Don't show off." You turned around to look at the dress when he picked one from the other row and handed it to you, "wear this tomorrow. This is so perfect."

"are you serious? Do you know my size?"

He smirked and bent to whisper in your ears, "I know every inch and curves how they would fit them and how it would be easy to rip off."

Your eyes went round and you hit his arm when he burst out laughing, "Jungwoo!"

You snatched the dress and walked towards the trial room and when you put on the dress, it seemed like it was the one for you. As if They will marry you tomorrow. Marriage...

Jungwoo knocked at the door and when you opened it, he pushed you inside and locked the door behind.

"what happened?"

"I don't want others to get to see you before me." his gaze moved and his breath hitched. You were looking more beautiful than he projected an imagery picture of you in the dress in his mind.

He pecked your lips and then your temple, "you look like mine. I love you, y/n."

"Always yours. I love you so much Jungwoo."

Done with the things you wanted to buy. Jungwoo went to where Jaehyun was and you were alone walking through the newborn section and smiling. You picked up a pink baby wrap towel and someone back hugged you.

"why are you buying this?" his deep voice sent a shiver down your body.

"I am not buying...just watching... they are so cute. Look at this, Taeyong."

He pressed a kiss on your cheek, "We can someday when we will have a baby."

You turned around when his arms dropped down, "it will be soon."

He smirked to see the excitement on your face, he tugged your hairs before raising a brow, "so am I getting the hint to spend some time with me and then we can expand our family. You and I and our daughter."

"you want a girl?"

"I'm fine with both but to have a girl. I love the idea of mini you running around the house and us all chasing her around."

You hugged him tightly, "I love you, Taeyong."

"I love you too, my princess."

"Wait for tomorrow, please."

"Of course."

.

.

You all went home after almost buying the whole mall and Jaehyun was casually showing off and showing smirks that he brought the costliest items. Oh boy! How wrong he is. He should just see the expenses of Taeyong. Winwin whispered to you that he would be sleeping with you because both of you haven't spent a night together. You agreed quickly.

After the dinner when you were going towards the room, Winwin asked you to go with him to the garden and of course, you would.

"So why are we here?" you were staring up at the sky while sitting on the outdoor swing with him by your side.

"I'm sorry." He muttered quietly.

"I know."

He turned towards you and shook his head, "don't forgive us so easily, y/n. we don't deserve it."

"Then don't say sorry. Stop reminding me about that. Think about tomorrow and let us enjoy the night."

He caressed your head, " you are the sweetest one. The innocent one in our life and I don't want to hurt you but still I did."

"And I forgive you."

He sadly chuckled and pulled you closer, "Can you tell me the secret for tomorrow?"

You stared at him and waited if he wanted to say something but when he didn't, you kissed his cheek and smiled, "No. You have to wait."

"Are you planning a surprise? For us?"

"Maybe...or something more than you can expect."

He furrowed his brows when you caressed his cheek softly, "see...you are the innocent one now."

"really?" he grabbed your neck and pulled you in for a hungry and deep kiss. You were laughing and clutching his shirt. His other hand was caressing your back and hands, melting you under his control. He pulled apart and started panting for air.

"And now?"

"still the innocent." As the words left your mouth, he swept you in his arms and turned round and round. Both of your laughs echoed in the garden.

"I love you...I love you...I love you, My innocent girl."

"I love you too, my innocent boy."

Your teasing made him tickle you in his hold and you laughed out more.

Taeyong was watching you from his balcony with the wine in his hand. He was smiling ear to ear seeing you so happy.

He would keep you safe till the end.

.

.

.

Finally THE DAY.

Winwin woke you up, calling out your name lightly and keeping you close to him. He peppered your face with kisses and you were giggling all the way when he scooped you in his arms and took you to the bathroom to get ready. You looked at the mirror and felt so happy, quickly did your morning routine before running down the stairs to greet your boys. But you could only find Doyoung at the table preparing the plates and decorating it with the final touch.

The house looked amazing.

"Don't tell me you all did this within a night."

"Then What do you think? You were blind to not notice it till yesterday?"

You reached near the table and when you went to pick up a pancake, he swatted your hand away and you whined.

"Let others come. No eating before greeting."

"No greetings to you."

You turned around and folded your hands above your chest, he chuckled and with slow steps went behind you and snaked his arms around, resting his head on your shoulder.

"Happy Anniversary, My love." He kissed your shoulder, the deep round neckline of the dress gave him access to your soft flesh. Your hairs were tied up and he kissed the crook of your neck and his teeth grazing the skin and licking the jaw, "I love you, y/n."

"Doyoung, I love you. Happy Anniversary."

He turned you around to kiss you. His kisses are always soft and takes his whole time to devour the moment. Just like now, he didn't care what others will see but he just wanted to show you his love for you.

You were smiling all the while but the sweet moment got interrupted by the one who could enter the place without any sound but to disturb you both, he purposely made sounds.

"Did I interrupt something?"

"Yes. My love life." Doyoung spat at him and groaned but didn't let you go when the other one laughed and came near you.

You pulled apart from the kiss and looked at Taeyong. The other one was back hugging you and nuzzling his nose into your neck.

Taeyong cupped your cheek, "happy anniversary, princess."

"Happy anniversary girl's dad."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." You laughed out and noticed Jungwoo and Winwin entering the place when one of them muttered a quiet happy anniversary to you because he was always shy in front of others but the other one had to make it dramatic.

"Everyone. Present here. Wait two are missing."

All of you were watching his stupid act, standing on the chair. He craned his neck to look at the stairs and waited for a few seconds before Mark and Jaehyun walked down with bright smiles on their faces.

"Okay here we have Mark and Jaehyun. Then We have Winwin at the table. Mr. Taeyong and Doyoung with our special girl, y/n." He stepped forward to you and took out a flower and kissed it before extending it to you, " a token of love for my precious soul."

"Thank you. Happy Anniversary to my dramatic love."

"Happy Anniversary, y/n." He pulled you away from the one hugging you and stepped towards the table.

You sat between Jaehyun and Mark and they both greeted you following with a smile and soft kiss. Doyoung cut a piece of the pancake and brought it to your lips. You chuckled and quickly ate it.

"Are these all for me?"you asked them.

"Yes. All for the special one." Mark excitedly said and kissed your cheek.

Winwin cleared his throat from across the table, "so what should we do today?"

"Give her the gifts."Mark proposed the idea but you quickly shook your head.

"No not now. My surprise is still left."

"Wait. Yeah, the secret. So tell me." Winwin happily nodded and stared at you.

"No. Get dressed. We are going to my cafe and then everything will be revealed."

"Promise?"

"Of course, Doyoung."

They all quickly dressed up in some denims or leathers but of course they were looking fine individually. You couldn't take your eyes from one of them. Are you even matching with them?

You looked down at your dress and Jungwoo grabbed your shoulders to face them.

"How is she looking?"

The moment their gaze fell on you, everyone stopped, everything was still, a look of adoration and love painted across their faces. They approached where you were shyly looking away when Jungwoo was keeping you in place.

"You look like my queen, love." Taeyong took your hand and kissed the back of your hand. Jaehyun kissed the side of your head and pulled you towards him, "well, we have something more to say but let's go to the cafe first."

"Then let's go."

It didn't take much time to reach the destination but as soon as you stepped inside the door. You started to feel nervous and that did get noticed by them. They were mesmerized by the wonderful decoration that you did and planned for the day. Somewhere, they felt sorry to even blame you for keeping secrets for this. Doyoung didn't leave your hand when you were showing around the details you organized which perfectly matched all six of their likings but the moment they came across the pink box with a letter on top of it. You stopped them.

"Wait!"

They all turned towards you.

"There's something I want to tell you."

Taeyong smiled at you, "go ahead."

"No. First you gave me the surprise and then I did so now it's your turn to tell me first and then I will. How about this?"

Mark smiled and approached you, hugging you from behind and then you noticed Taeyong pulling out a box from his leather jacket.

"Woah! What's that?"

"It's-"

“Y/n!”

“Y/n!”

"Y/n!"

You knew your friend's voice and when you heard her screaming from outside, you ran towards the door and pushed it open.

The boys shouted out your name but you didn't listen and searched for your friend outside the cafe.

There was no one.

No one on the silent and peaceful afternoon street. You felt weird because you were so sure that you heard your friend call out for you so many times.

Are you hearing things?

You felt someone watching you. You looked in each direction but you couldn't see anyone. The boys already exited the cafe.

"Who was there?" Winwin asked while looking around.

"I heard my friend calling for me."

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know."

Doyoung stepped in front of you and held your wrist, "let's go inside. Maybe she was fooling around."

You nodded and turned around with them.

But the moment you took a step.

All of you heard a gunshot.

What happened?

"Ah...D-doyoung."

"Y/n!"

As soon as they saw you, blood was flowing out of your chest. You got shot? Who shot you? They frantically looked around but there was no one in their sight. Doyoung sat on his knees when he felt your limp body leaning on him.

"It's okay, y/n. I will save you. Just wait for a while. We will take you to the hospital soon."

He held your hand when Mark was searching for a way to stop the flow of blood. But his mind was not working and processing the things to do.

The day started with so much joy and love but suddenly what just happened?

Both of the men by your side were scared. Scared to lose you. You were fighting back the urge to seep into sleep but clutched his hand tightly to stay awake. Mark was repeatedly telling you to keep your eyes open.

"Baring the car. Do it fast." Taeyong pushed Jaehyun towards the car but you weakly called out their names and asked them to come to you.

"Just take her to the hospital. Now!"

"Mark. No...I-i don't think I can make it."

"No no y/n. You can." He pressed your hand, which was clutching your chest.

"Taeyong, tell me what you wanted to say. Please"

"Let's go to the hospital."

you shook your head and looked at Winwin, "Can you bring me the pink box? please..." you coughed. Jaehyun already went to bring the car and you were clutching Doyoung's hand tightly. tears escaping your eyes even though you didn't want to cry. Winwin jogged inside the cafe and quickly he picked up the note and the box and wasting no more time, he went towards you.

"Get inside." Jaehyun opened the door for you all.

"Taeyong, tell me please."

he was hesitant to tell you at that moment but wasting unnecessary time means risking your life more. your breath was heaving and Mark was trying his best to keep you awake. Winwin approached the scene and when you noticed him, you weakly smiled at him.

But Taeyong pulled out the black box from his jacket and opened it. your glistening eyes blinked slowly, everything was blur, you could feel a small thing placed on your palm. Taeyong took your hand away from Doyoung's shirt.

you brought the thing closer to you.

It's a ring.

before you could say anything. you all entered the care. you were still looking at the ring. When Jungwoo noticed your fixed gaze on the ring and your grip was about to loosen. He curled your fingers and held your fist tightly. 

Taeyong held back his tears and weakly said from the passenger seat, "we were going to ask you to marry us. A proposal ring."

you heard them. you wanted to say a lot of things but you couldn't. you wanted to say something else at the moment.

"Winwin, give the box to Taeyong." he was quick to follow your words. Jaehyun was often glancing at you from the rear mirror and to the front. their base hospital is a bit far away and they couldn't risk you reaching there so whatever problem they have to face, they were going to if they had to go to the city hospital.

Winwin kept the note in his hand and it was shaking in his hold. 

"trust me...i love you......" you weakly whispered but the one holding you heard it.

"Y/n...y/n...don't close your eyes...please..hey stay awake."

you didn't open your eyes.

nor you were clutching his hand.

"y/n..."

"drive faster!" Taeyong almost shouted at him.

Mark hesitatingly asked, "what's inside the box?"

Taeyong stared at it for a while and then when he opened it. A tear dropped inside the box. Jaehyun's breath hitched and looked at you but your eyes were closed. 

"Y/n...baby..."

aren't you going to smile at him? atleast for the last time.

Congratulations! It's a girl.'

Mark snatched the box from him and his eyes went wide. he urged the other to open the note and there it was, you have ranted everything like always and in the end,

'I collected some flowers for each day after I got the news of pregnancy. I could tell you earlier but I wanted to say it on a special day. I am not hiding anything from you except this. Just trust me. I want to give it to you all as a surprise.'

Jungwoo brought your hand to his lips to plant a kiss.

Doyoung pressed a kiss on your temple, "I trust you."

Are you just going to leave them now?

They won’t trust anything anymore when you didn’t even say the final goodbye.

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the best present ever

idol bf!jungwoo x afab reader

18+ mdni, angst, fluff, smut

summary:  you’re done with your finals for school, and jungwoo has finished his promotions for the year which leaves you guys hanging out days after christmas. you’ve been dealing with a lot of stress and need some time with your boyfriend. but besides these christmas presents, there are other secrets and feelings you’ve been hiding from each other.

wc: 6.5k (oh that’s not–)

cw: very self-indulgent omg, petplay? (use of dog ear headband, collar, tail buttplug and leash), switch jungwoo, tit fucking, unprotected sex, creampie, breeding

fuck me, you think to yourself as you stand outside waiting for your boyfriend to come open the door. 

it had just stopped raining but the wind was still howling into the dark night. your whole body shivers as another gust of chilling, cold air strikes again with no mercy. it probably wasn’t the best idea to wear this thin long sleeve dress, but you wanted to look nice for jungwoo since you haven’t seen him in so long—four months to be exact. yet you’re quickly starting to regret it as your body trembles again and you almost drop the presents you have in your hands. from where you’re standing outside, you can hear jazz music playing very faintly accompanied by the sounds of pots and pans crashing. 

you’re exhausted from finishing your back-to-back finals this whole week. and right now, your bed is calling to you in a way it never has before—it’s luring you with a seductive whisper and begging you to wrap yourself in the sheets. but you have to make the most of the time you have with your boyfriend since he doesn’t stay for long. it’s all you’ve been looking forward to for forever now since he told you that he had a week off—three of those days which he’d be able to spend with you. so the only thing that sounds better than your own bed at the moment is, well, your boyfriend’s bed.

“hurry up…” you groan, smoke escaping from your lips. it’s freezing.

fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. you repeat the word in your mind as if it’s going to make you any warmer. 

you’ve had quite the day, well, week. or months… it’s been rough, to say the least. all you need right now is to see your boyfriend, but he has you waiting for so long that your legs are going numb.

the next gust of wind has you turning around and heading back to your car though. but that’s when jungwoo finally opens the door, only to see you walking away.

“hey! where are you going?” jungwoo asks. he cocks his head as he dries his hands off onto his stained white apron. 

“home! since you don’t want me here!” it was supposed to be sarcastic but it doesn’t mix well at all with how irritated you’ve become because, once again, it’s fucking freezing. and you honestly weren’t in the best mood.

jungwoo comes running up to you and snatches the gifts you have with one hand. he plants a quick kiss on your forehead followed by a quiet sorry, love as he walks you back to the door.

when you’re both inside the house and into the living room, he places the gifts down on a table nearby. and then he immediately grabs both of your cold hands and begins rubbing his thumbs softly over them in small, gentle circles. 

“forgive me, baby. I was getting dinner out of the oven when you rang the doorbell but then I realized the rice was burning on the stove and so I had to deal with that but then because of the rice I almost forgot about the food in the oven so that almost burned too and then I accidentally knocked over a tray I had left out from way earlier and I just got distracted and I’m really sorry I really didn’t me-”

you cut off his nervous rambling by kissing him. it’s been a while since you’ve done that. and that’s what it takes for warmth to consume your body, the cold’s unforgiving grasp vanishing once and for all. it was one of those short yet intimate ones, and you can feel jungwoo holding himself back as he pulls away from the kiss—as if another one might be too dangerous. 

“it’s okay. I was just in a rush and forgot to bring a jacket to cover up. I was really excited to see you.” 

your boyfriend still has this dazed, almost hungry look in his eyes after the kiss, but he sighs in disapproval.  “you need to take care of yourself, baby. I can’t have you being sick when I just got back.”

“I know,” you say, nervous and flustered.

“but you do look really pretty, as always. that dress looks amazing on you.”

“thank you, woo.”

the aromas and the delicious colors of the food finally rush up to your nose and your stomach sings out an embarrassing noise of hunger. you hope jungwoo doesn’t notice it, but he’s already walking to the dining room not far from where you’ve both been standing.

“come take a seat, darling,” he says sweetly.

he pulls out a chair for you at the table. 

you follow him and sit down. you can still see the living room from here and notice that the whole house has been decorated. but what catches your attention the most is the tall christmas tree that basically kisses the ceiling and the dozens of presents sprinkled all throughout the bottom. it’s straight out of a movie, really. christmas was a couple of days ago, though. he hadn’t had the chance to spend the actual holidays with you because of promotions and he had already stopped by his family’s place before this, so you wondered why he had that many left over.

you snap out of your thoughts as your boyfriend arrives with several plates in his hands and sets them on the table. you get up to help him but he grabs your shoulder. “ah, ah, my love. you stay here. I got it,” he places down a plate in front of you and kisses the top of your head and then rushes back into the kitchen. 

he brings out a couple more before the whole setup is complete–the middle stretch of the table full of different kinds of dishes surrounding a large bouquet of red roses in a vase right at the very center. he serves you the food before you have the chance to do it yourself. with the jazz music playing softly in the background,  you can’t help but swoon over all of his sweet gestures.

“enjoy, my love,” he says.

he looks so proud of himself and you find that so cute. but those words are all it takes for you to start scarfing down the food.

“oh my good, woo, this is… this is...just…wow,” you say in between bites. “I love you.” 

“I love you, too, baby,” he says as he stares lovingly at the sight of you eating like a pig. 

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the both of you are plastered on the couch with full stomachs and watching cheesy christmas movies. your head is rested near his shoulder as he has his arm wrapped under your waist. you close your eyes because you feel so content and loved. you snuggle up to his chest even more and bask in the smell of his intoxicating and irresistible cologne—he knows you love that one the most.

jungwoo giggles at a scene from the movie and pulls your body closer to him. you feel like you’re melting into his touch and his love.

“baby?” jungwoo coos.

“hmm?” you hum.

“i’ve missed you so fucking much, you know that, right?”

“i’ve missed you too. you have no idea.”

“I can’t believe you’re here with me right now. I think about you all the time.”

you just open your eyes and watch the movie more closely and don’t really give a verbal response, and instead just continue cuddling with him. and you think nothing of it until jungwoo shifts in his seat minutes later.

“can you look at me, baby?”

you turn to face him and give him a weak smile before watching the movie again. you’re still not used to looking at him in the eye without feeling shy; he still has that effect on you. 

“let me see your face.”

you turn again but this time he has a concerned expression on his face, eyebrows furrowed.

“is everything okay?” you say.

“that’s what I wanted to ask you.”

“yeah, of course. I’m just a bit tired, that’s all.”

“you sure?”

“yeah.”

“well, I’m not too sure about that. something’s wrong, I can feel it. you’re not mad about earlier, are you?” 

you shake your head no.

but he still continues to apologize: “I’m so sorry, love, I didn’t mean to leave you out in the cold like that.”

“nothing’s wrong. and I'm not upset about that anymore. like I said, I’m just tired.” however, the words come out with a certain tinge of anger that doesn’t make what you said believable— like at all.

he continues staring at you—his eyes trying to pry your feelings from right out of your heart and your rib cage. it’s like he can read the very back of your mind now. you feel vulnerable and exposed at his interrogation.

and for some reason, even though you weren’t necessarily that sad or upset at all before, all these emotions you had bottled up over the time he was gone started flowing back to the surface.

and then you’re just sobbing into your hands.

jungwoo is taken aback by this, but he doesn’t hesitate to grab you and straddle your legs around his hips.

your hair is tied up into a ponytail but he swiftly undoes that, sliding off the hair tie you had on.

he runs his fingers through your hair, massaging the back of your head as he proceeds to catch your tears as they fall and pour down by kissing your cheeks.

all of this is too much affection for you to handle and it clouds your mind and your judgment so you just find yourself grinding on his hips to feel him more, but he stops you by placing a firm hand on your stomach. you feel his rings pressing into you.

“not now, baby, tell me what’s wrong.”

“that doesn’t matter, woo, I want you.”

“I want you too, love, but I need you to talk to me.”

“I just… I don’t know.”

through the tears, you catch a glimpse of his caring and sympathetic puppy eyes and you just cave. it feels like there is needles in your throat and they’re choking you, but you push through and tell him everything you’ve been trying to hide in the darkest abyss of your mind—the family drama, the stress from school and friends, and really just how small and lonely you’ve been feeling when he’s been away. it all just comes spilling out but it’s like blood on a white carpet; there’s no turning back. 

you’re not too sure how much of it was understandable because you were choking on your sobs so much, but after you’re done, he just holds tight onto you.

“I… I had no idea,” he whispers.

“It’s not your fault. I didn’t tell you anything because I didn’t want you to worry. I know you have a lot on your plate too.”

“but what type of boyfriend does that make me? it makes me feel horrible that you’re going through all of this and I’m oblivious to it.” he pulls away from the embrace.

he realizes his tone of voice was too stern and harsh and that’s not the intention he wants to get across to you. so he clears his throat and tries again. “y/n… I’m-”

“no, just don’t…” you interject. you sniffle and sigh. “I don’t need you to be my therapist or anything. I don’t like that I even had to tell you all of this. I just didn't want to be a burden to you too and here I am doing exactly that...”

jungwoo looks visibly hurt by this and slowly reaches to cup his hands on your face. “dont’ ever say that again. you’re not a burden to me, and you never will. fuck, do you know how much it kills me to know that was even a thought that crossed that beautiful mind of yours? you’re my whole world, my everything. I love you. I love you so, so, so much.”

he leans in and kisses you in the most intimate way he ever has. the butterflies start fluttering in the bottom of your tummy.

when you both pull away, you can’t help the one more that escapes your lips. your boyfriend obliges immediately and kisses you again with that same passion. after that, you whisper again and he gives you one that has your heart racing, especially with the way his thumb caresses your face.

when you pull away for real this time, you open your eyes and look at him and by now he’s tearing up too. it’s a sucker punch to the gut. 

“I’m sorry, jungwoo.”

“there’s no need to apologize, baby. I know it’s been hard. and I haven’t been there for you in the way that I should or the way that you deserve. but I’m so proud of you for being amazing and beautiful and talented even when you don’t think you are,” he says. “so no, I can’t fix all your problems even if I want to, but please just let me take some of the load off your shoulders if you’ll let me. that’s all I ask.”

all you can do is mutter his name quietly… because the needles in your throat are threatening to hurt you again. but you  just feel so ashamed. so you start crying harder than before. 

however, his responses are automatic, natural, and so perfect. he just lets you fall into his arms and he places soft kisses around your ear.

“let it out, baby. let it all out~” he coos.

and that’s what you do: you let it all out. it feels like forever, but jungwoo stays with you and comforts you each step of the way, whispering and showering you with sweet nothings. he treats you so kindly, like you were fragile—a piece of fine china.

the tears stop falling eventually,  and you struggle to catch your breath as you calm down.

jungwoo smiles. “you promise to talk to me the next time you’re feeling down?”

you just nod, still embarrassed that even happened, but he doesn’t take that for an answer. “I need your words, darling.”

“I promise.”

“good.”

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it’s probably almost midnight by now and it’s too late and too dark for you to go home. you planned on spending the night anyway. the movie stopped a while ago and the TV has just been stuck playing a firework screensaver. and you’ve just been sitting on his lap still, enjoying each other's company even in the silence where only the crackling of the fireplace can be heard. but jungwoo finally slices through the tension in the room with his bubbly and loud voice: “hey, I know what will cheer you up.”

he pats your back lovingly. he kisses you again. 

“you’ve done so much for me already tonight. we should just go to bed.”

you get off his lap and start walking away, but he grabs you by the arm. 

“baby, please. just open one present for me. I mean they’re all yours, but we’ll do the rest tomorrow..”

you look back at the tall christmas tree and realize all those gifts really were all for you. you bite your lip to fight more tears incoming or a smile—you aren’t sure. but you do know that your heart is fluttering and you feel so loved and happy.

“just one and we’ll go to bed after. please,” he whines in a cute tone.

“ok, woo.” who are you to deny free gifts anyway especially when he’s asking like that.

you run up to the tree and he trails behind you. your eyes scan the scene before you from left to right. there’s a mix of big and small boxes. everything’s wrapped though, all with ribbons and twine—he’s very intentional and meticulous when it comes to these things.

you feel like you should save the big boxes for tomorrow, but you also don’t want to start with a small sized one either. so search until the very back of the tree and find a medium one; it’s perfect. your eager hands grab it and take it to the kitchen table.

jungwoo can’t hide the wide eyed smile on his face but he notices that you’re hesitant to open the gift because of how delicately it was wrapped.

“just open it, love. you won’t hurt my feelings by ripping it.”

“but it looks so nice, I don’t wanna ruin it.”

you look at him and he gives you a reassuring smile, even sticking his tongue jokingly to tease you. you giggle and your focus returns back to the present. you unwrap the paper, carefully though, as if it would scream if you yanked it too hard.

you’re greeted with a simple white box.

you clap your hands in excitement before you slowly take off the lid.

but what awaits inside stops you in your tracks.

you have the lid held up in mid air and your eyes turn back to the present and back to jungwoo who is watching you now in anticipation.

it’s a box full of toys, but not the christmas present kinds of toys. it contains a dog ear headband, a dog collar, a leash, and most shocking of all, a furry tail that most definitely has a buttplug attached to it.

you are frozen, unsure of what to do or what to say. jungwoo leans over the table to get a closer look but that’s when his face drops.

“oh my gosh, baby. I don't even know how that happened. that…that wasn’t supposed to be there.”

“jungwoo…” you mumble. you just can’t believe what’s in front of you.

“It looks just like something else I ordered for you, I must’ve mixed them up,” he groans, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

“well I can see that.” 

by now, you’ve dropped the lid of the box onto the table and it slams quite loudly. he flinches at this.

“baby, I… I’m really, really sorry. I’ll just take it off your hands.”

he reaches his arms out to take the box, but you hold it closer to your chest.

“no! jungwoo, if you wanted me to wear this, you could’ve just asked me. I don’t mind trying new things with you.”

he looks to the ground in embarrassment. “actually…”

he scratches the back of his head and stands awkwardly. you both are engulfed by a suffocating silence.

“look, I’m not mad at all. I just didn’t want to find out like thi-”

“IT'S FOR ME!” he yells all of a sudden. his face is flushed. his ears burn in shame. “I-I want to wear it.”

you’re both shocked at this revelation. but now you feel a wave of lust wash over you as you envision him in this gear, so adorable yet bending at your will. you feel something shift in you. your heat starts to leak at this adrenaline coursing through your veins

the chair legs screech across the tile floor as you stand up and carry the box over to the living room.

“what are you doing?”

“follow me.”

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“take your clothes off.”

jungwoo is stunned. he blinks slowly, as if he’d open his eyes and you’d vanish.

“w-what? take my clothes off?”

“you heard me.”

“I…”

“jungwoo, I’m not repeating myself.”

“but baby-”

“do you want this or not?”

he sighs and his gaze drops to the floor.

“ok…” he sounds defeated, but he starts to undress anyway.

when he pulls down his pants and plaid boxers, his dick pops out and bounces, the tip already red and leaking.

you’re sitting on the couch as you rub your legs together at the sight of this. “ok, go ahead and stand right in front me.”

it seems like his hesitation and nervousness has worn off already and he follows your instructions immediately.

his face is looking downwards,  turned to the side the whole time but his dick is speaking a thousand words—white leaking from the slit of the tip.

“kneel down.”

once he does, you grab him by the chin and make him face you. you play with his hair a bit and caress his face. his ears and cheeks are still bright red and that makes you want to control him even more.

the box is at your side now, opened, of course. you grab the ear headband and put it on his head as if it were a crown. they’re brown and compliment his orange hair nicely. the collar was a bit hard to put on at first but you get the hang of it quickly. you ditch the leash for now. but you admire the sight in front of you: he looks so cute and adorable like that. you didn’t know you needed to see your boyfriend dress up like a dog until now.

you lift your dress up to reveal your white lace panties which are now stained with your wetness. 

“take it off for me.”

he vigorously nods and his hands tremble as he slides them off. he throws them to the side and just stares at you for the next command.

“tell me what you want.”

“y/n… I want to taste you.”

“ok, then beg for it.”

“I…mmm…” he whimpers and pouts his lips.

“come on, baby~ don’t be so shy,” you coo.

you slowly drag your fingers down your entrance to entice the words out of him.

his puppy eyes glow as he brings himself more closer.

 “I need you so, so, so bad. let me have a taste, baby. please, please, please. let me make you feel good.” 

his face is now inches away from your pussy. and with every word of his begging, his breath brushes against your folds. 

“I promise I’ll do it just the way you like and more, please.”

that last plea is what makes you snap and grab him by the back of his head and close the gap between his face and your heat.

he starts lapping up your folds and licking them like a dog drinking water. he’s eating you out as if he was starving, even shoving his hands under your thighs to lift them up so he can have more access to indulge in your taste. it has you seeing stars.

you play with the ears on the headband while your whole body shakes in pleasure. “woo, you’re doing so good for me.”

“mmm…baby…love…you,” he responds.

his words are slurred as he continues to drag his tongue on your entrance, his nose occasionally rubbing against your clit which drives you crazy. he’s panting—so desperate for your nectar and your juices.

you can’t contain the moans escaping from your mouth. it’s animalistic and almost deadly the way you want your boyfriend. your heart feels like it’s going to burst from your chest.

up, down, up, down. the pattern and rhythm of his tongue is so passionate and powerful. but just when you thought you couldn’t get enough, his tongue then starts to go in and out of you. your toes curl and you grab a fistful of his hair.

“fuck, woo…I’m gonna…”

the sounds of his own moans and whimpers set you off. it’s like a knot has been undone in your stomach as you feel the release course through your body like a drug. your back arches as you scream and shove his face further into you. 

when your body falls back onto the couch, jungwoo continues to lap up what he can after. you didn’t realize just how bad the grip you had on his hair was until you saw how the headband had shifted slightly more forward on his head. you find it so adorable how disheveled he looks. but then you see his arm moving from the corner of your eye and realize that he has been playing with his dick.

“hey, I never said you could touch yourself.”

his tongue does one last lick before he pauses.

“s-sorry, baby…”

“that’s ok. that’s enough for now, anyway,” you say, calm yet commanding.

you turn towards the box and take the leash out. it connects easily to the collar.

jungwoo looks more excited than before. 

you bite your lip and take out the final, but necessary, accessory—the tail. the box also has some lube which you didn’t notice before and you take that too. you stand up and use the leash to guide jungwoo in front of the fireplace. he crawls on all fours to follow you.

“you’re so cute, woo. I like when you’re obedient.”

you pat his head. he moans, and you can see the slightest trail of pre-cum he left in his wake.

“okay, baby, I need you to stay nice and still for me. this might be too much,  so tell me if you need me to stop.”

you kneel down on the ground behind him. you lather some lube on your fingers and start to spread jungwoo’s cheeks. he trembles as you do this and you reassure him by rubbing his thigh soothingly.

“it’s ok…I’m not gonna hurt you.”

he just whines in approval but another slight dribble of pre-cum leaks onto the floor. 

you just decide to go for it and lather some lube around his hole first before shoving one finger in slowly.

“ahhh~ babyyy~” jungwoo cries out.

“shhh… it’s alright. I got you.”

“ok~”

you start moving the finger in and out as jungwoo moans in both pain and pleasure. 

he hisses through his teeth and turns his face around to look at you. he’s tearing up.

you stop when you see this, but he slides himself down on your fingers anyway.

“it’s fine, baby, it’s fine,” he reassures you.

his body trembles again but you keep going. it takes a while for the second and third ones to go in, especially because you don’t want to hurt him or anything. but once they do, jungwoo’s a mess. his arms tremble as they struggle to hold his body amidst these waves of new feelings and sensations.

“baby~ so good…” he whines.

that’s when you decide to put in the tail once and for all.  you lube it up and tease him a bit, rubbing the small yet thick nub around his hole for a bit.

“ok, woo. you ready?”

he exhales and it looks like he’s mentally preparing himself before he says: “I’m ready.”

per his words, you shove the plug in. 

at first, you can’t believe you did it so you take a step back to look at this visual masterpiece: your boyfriend is all dressed up in his gear, panting and weak and on the brink of letting loose.

his cock is still leaking, though, and you think it’s time to finally let him cum.

“such a good boy. you know that good boys get treats, right?”

it’s like the ears on his headbands perk up and his eyes glow in excitement. he shakes his hips so that the tail wags too.

you take off your dress and your bra finally. and then you crawl to your boyfriend, nudging him out of the way to take his spot. however, you lay your body flat to the ground on your back instead. the fireplace and all the passion is keeping you warm despite now both being naked. 

jungwoo stares at you with excited yet lost puppy eyes. he’s now on his knees next to you with his head tilted.

you pat your stomach and utter a soft right here. he nods and comes closer to you. he gets himself ready to align himself at your entrance but you stop him immediately.

“no, right here.”

you cock your head,  holding your tits and bouncing them in your hands.

jungwoo is about to burst at the sight of this. his body acts immediately and he puts his knees at the sides of your chest and waist area. he slaps his dick on one of your boobs. and then he rubs the tip around a nipple in slow circles as his eyes and pouted lips beg for approval. 

he’d always talk about wanting to fuck your tits before but you always said no because they were too sensitive and it would be too much for you. but at this moment right now, that did not matter. you just knew you wanted and needed to make your boyfriend feel good.

“go ahead, woo. you deserve it.”

he immediately slides his big cock in between your boobs and uses his strong hands to push them together to make it as tight as possible. 

his hips start pistoning into your chest and he lets out the sweetest and most delicious moans you’d ever heard from him. you can’t help but clench at these vulgar yet beautiful sounds. 

he notices that you’re wearing a gold necklace he got you for valentines day with his initials on it and that turns him on so much.

“fuck darling~ so pretty…” 

he starts to lose his breath. the grip he has on your boobs becomes looser and his hips start to falter. you react quickly and put your hands on top of his and squeeze them together as hard as you can even though it hurts.

you feel the tail and it’s fuzzy fur brushing along your stomach and it tickles you. it makes you laugh a bit. and you lick your top teeth while admiring how gorgeous your boyfriend is.

he continues panting and his hips relentlessly push into your chest.

you squeeze harder. “I want it all.”

his moans fill up the room as you gently coax the load out of him.

you know he’s close by the way his pace becomes even more messier.

“don’t hold back on me now. tell me how much you like it.”

“feels so much…better than I…imagined….you’re so…perfect,” jungwoo says in between moans.

“my precious woo. so close, huh?”

 “‘mmm…” he hums and nods.

“I love you.”

“aaahh~”

“say it back.”

his eyes are closed shut and he moans out again.

“please baby, I won’t say it again.”

it looks like he’s about to cry from how good it feels, and his lips tremble as his confession of love is unearthed from the deepest soils of his body and mind: “I love you!” 

he groans, and just like that, he shoots ropes all over your chest and face. he keeps repeating soft I love yous as he moves his hips, his knees now wobbling.

“good boy~” you coo as you do one last squeeze to milk out all the last drops out of him.

you both let go as he slides out and falls to the ground next to you.

he’s laying on his side and you do the same to face him. you reach out to move some hair out of his face, and then cup his face after. you just stare into each other’s eyes.

“I love you so much. you’re mine forever,” he whispers. he places his hand on top of yours and caresses his thumb on it gently.

“all yours, baby. all yours,” you whisper as jungwoo’s face approaches yours and then your lips crash into each other’s.

that, however, was all it took for him to go back on top of you, kissing with no restraint. it’s dirty and needy. tongues and teeth and moans, love bites and marks. you don’t know if it’s passion or greed, but you know that you need your boyfriend in more ways than one.

“mmm…need you inside me… please…”

“ok, baby. ok,” he says before placing a soft kiss on your forehead.

you thought he was going to take you right then and there on the floor but he lifts you up in his arms and carries you back over to the couch. he sets you down gently on your back, kissing your forehead again as he does.

you blush at how he treats you even when dressed up like that. you shiver now in the absence of the fireplace, but jungwoo rubs his hands over your arms.

“gonna warm you and fill you up soon, my love.”

you rub your thighs together at his words and his tone. you think you’re losing control here but you don’t mind.

jungwoo yanks off the leash and then grabs the lube from before and lathers it all over this thick cock. he puts some more on his hand and rubs it all over your heat, slipping in his fingers to get you ready.

impatiently, you buck your hips into his fingers to match the pace they go in and out of you.

“my pretty girl,” he murmurs.

“jungwoo~” 

“almost done, ok? just hold on for me.”

his fingers work their magic for just a while before he stops. you whine at the emptiness but know you’re going to get what you’ve been craving soon. jungwoo gets closer to you and your entrance. his expression is a mix of so many feelings but it’s mainly lust and excitement.

but that changes when he remembers he should have put on a condom first. he turns around, ready to run off.

“I’ll be right back, baby. they’re in my room.”

you immediately wrap your legs around his waist to prevent him from getting up.

“it’s fine. I want it like this, actually.”

“o-ok,” jungwoo stammers as he feigns a slight disappointment. but you know this excites him because his cock twitches twice.

he spreads your legs and then he softly slaps his cock onto your slit, but doesn’t enter inside just yet.

he slides his cock slowly up and down against you, the tip brushing against your clit just enough that it has gripping onto the couch. the lube is making it feel ten times better than it normally does.

he’s teasing you. 

and that’s the last thing you want.

you moan and drive your hips forward more. you want him. you need him. 

“jungwoo…” you moan.

you feel like you’re about to go crazy from how bad you need it and your boyfriend smirks at how the tables have turned. 

“need you… so bad…” you mewl.

“good girl… sound so pretty begging for me,” he coos.

finally, he slips the tip inside and eases it slowly into you.

the way your body knows his size and shape is something sort of magical but your walls immediately invite him in as he bottoms out. your eyes roll back as he starts to drag his cock back and forth inside you, not really giving you much time to adjust.

he places one hand on the side next to your stomach to hold himself up and the other to play with your swollen bud.

“fuck, oh my god…” you moan and you arch your back.

his hips roll into yours in a way that has you feeling like you’re going to cum again in seconds.

“so tight, darling. so perfect taking me in like this,” he coos.

he kisses you so tenderly, biting onto your bottom lip.

another moan into his mouth is all you can manage because your head is spinning with thoughts of your boyfriend and how good he feels. jungwoo, jungwoo, jungwoo, jungwoo.

his fingers feel so soft and rough. even when he’s giving it to you like this, you still want more. your love might border on that fine line between obsession but that doesn’t matter when his cock and fingers are loving you in a way nobody ever has or ever will.

“more… harder…”

he laughs a bit at your desperation  and then his hand abandons your clit. but that’s because he needs both hands to support himself as he rams his hips into yours. 

his pace has become rough and merciless but that’s what you wanted. a particularly hard thrust from him has you crying out in the most painful pleasure. you wrap your hands around his back. your slick starts to coat his thick cock, adorning it with a white ring. 

“holy shit,” you mewl, nails clawing into his back as the feeling blossoms all over you.

“that’s it, my love. go ahead and cream on me.”

you clench tighter at these words and you feel the knot in your stomach forming again.

his hips slam into you with so much force yet so much love. 

your nails dig deeper into his back.

“tell me. tell me how much you like it.”

he’s using your own words against you yet you’re so fucked out you can’t even respond.

he keeps slamming into you and you come undone.

your eyes roll back again as the release bursts through your soul and body. your body shakes and you clench tighter onto him as the waves of the orgasm wash over you.

“good girl~ that’s my girl~” he coos as he rides out your high.

just when you think it’s over as he slides out, he turns you over on all fours and inserts his cock into you again. 

his chest connects to your back and he slams into you again. your head lies flat on the couch as you take him in. he wraps his arm underneath you to pull you closer to him.

“just take it. take in all of me, baby,” he whines, kissing up in the crook of your neck. 

you just moan and scream into the material of the couch.

it’s never been like this. sex with your boyfriend has never felt this good. and you’ve never felt this euphoria and bliss to this degree and it blends dangerously with an insatiable lust and hunger. as bad as it sounds, you just want to be a vessel for his pleasure, for his every need and wish. to say his love is a drug would be an understatement. it’s essential to your being and your survival—food, water, air, sleep, and jungwoo.

“darling. please. let me fill you up. I’ll give it to you so good,” he whines.

his pace has become messier now and you know he’s about to finish. you bite onto the couch and clench tighter around him. he ruts into you with force even though he’s becoming more lost in the feeling.

he moans right into your ear and you feel every breath and whine that comes out from within him.

it’s like your souls are connecting together and dancing under a beautiful moonlight. the feeling can only be described as celestial like the gods and the stars. they seem so small in comparison to this deep seated feeling of pleasure and love. you’re not sure if your mind is leaving your body but that’s what it feels like.

“i love you, i love you, i love you…” jungwoo coos along with other sweet nothings.

“i love you,” you manage to whisper weakly as everything starts to fade into black and white.

and with that, he does one final thrust that has him finishing and unraveling. and you just lay there and milk him dry of all of his cum. 

it's silent for the slightest of seconds as you guys just bask in the afterglow of your love, catching your breath.

“god damn, baby. that was amazing,” he says into your ear and places a soft kiss.

he says some other things, but you don’t really catch them as sleep wraps you in its warm and inviting embrace.

jungwoo slides out of you and then carries your sleeping body into his room and onto his bed. he tucks you in so many blankets and then places a soft kiss on your forehead.

he smiles and warmth and happiness fills his heart—he can’t wait to see your reactions to the other presents you’ll open in the morning.

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a/n:  I got really carried away with this one but it has been brewing in my mind for weeks now. I feel like a monkey gnawing at the bars of my enclosure and cell. like you guys don't get it. orange / ginger hair woo brainrot is killing meee…

also this a bit rushed so pls be nice bc otherwise I would’ve have posted this months after christmas lmfaoooo. anyway I hope you enjoy :3

- amma

would you mind?

boyfriend!jungwoo x afab reader

18+ mdni, smut

summary: jungwoo doesn’t last long inside of you so you have to take some control.

wc: 1k

cw: unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, girl idk I was horny as fuck (still am) and I won’t him so bad

now playing: ♫ would you mind - janet jackson ♫

jungwoo hisses through his teeth as he pushes himself into you. his face dives right into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and then letting out a sigh of pleasure and relief.

“uh, baby, shit I’m think I’m coming…”

“but you just put it in?”

“I know…”

“wait-”

“f-fuck–sorry…”

jungwoo is five strokes in before he’s emptied himself into your warm walls, his whines and moans so sweet and loud.

“oh my god, woo. seriously?” you laugh softly.

your hand finds treasure in his ruffled hair and the other on his cheek.

“what? it’s not my fault you feel so good,” he whines.

“I do?”

“yes, baby,” he says, face flushed red in embarrassment.

you giggle and then kiss the mole under his eye.

you guys are already in a missionary position so you wrap your legs around his waist to lock him in better as you can feel some of his seed begin to spill out of you.

this seems to get your boyfriend going again as he starts to rut his hips into you with rhythm.

“you’re not gonna last long this time, huh?” you tease.

“with the way you’re squeezing onto me, I might not,” he confesses with a shaky voice.

you can’t help but laugh at him a little bit. it’s so adorable.

“hey! it’s not funny. I’m trying, you know.”

his release makes it easier for him to slide in and out of you along with the little white, creamy ring of love that has formed right on your entrance.

you can tell he’s holding back to make himself last longer for you—his eyes shut closed and his whimpers more subdued.

but you don’t want that; you want him to feel good.

“come on… it’s ok. I don’t mind.”

he groans loudly when you clench around him on purpose.

you smirk at this, already knowing your next move to get him to unravel.

“please daddy. I want it so bad,” you coo.

that’s when his hips start to stutter and he looks at you with eyes full of desire.

“shit, can you say that again?”

“hmm?” you tease.

“baby p-please. i need to hear it from your pretty mouth.”

“daddy… need you to come in me so bad… please...”

you wrap your legs tighter around him, pushing him closer into your walls. and just like that, you feel yourself getting filled up to the brim with his love.

“aaa… that’s not fair…” he whimpers as his hips pathetically grind into yours, cum still shooting into you.

“you’re so cute.”

his hips are still moving into you as your walls suck him dry and your hands run smoothly along his back.

it’s endearing the way he kind of trembles in your arms but tries to hide it.

“think you gotta another one in you?” you ask.

“yeah,” he says weakly. “need to make my baby cum too.”

he looks spent already though so you decide to take matters into your own hands.

you flip him over so that you’re straddling his hips, hard cock still in you.

“h-hey!”

he tries to get up in protest but you place your hand on his chest and push his body back down onto the bed so he lays flat.

“no. it’s my turn. and I wanna ride.”

“but y/n-”

before he gets to complain more, you roll your hips onto his and it shuts him right up. instead, he whines in his sweet, honey-like voice again for you.

“touch me,” you whisper, guiding his hands to your tits.

“mmm…” he mumbles quietly.

he fondles your breasts with his huge, warm hands and pinches your nipples just the way you like. he knows all the things that get you going even at moments like these when your body is too much to handle for him.

it gets you to squeeze your walls tighter on him, earning back more delicious moans from your boyfriend. he is always vocal for you and the way you feel and that’s something you have always adored about him. you hate that he tried concealing it earlier because you laughed, but happy that he let those walls fall down.

you lean in to kiss him with passion and heat. your tongues collide as you just moan into others mouths, the pleasure only intensifying.

you alternate between moving your hips back and forth, then in slow circles, and then bouncing up and down.

the slaps of your skin and the wet sounds only ignite the adrenaline in your body.

“jungwoo~” you whine as you let go from the kiss, desperate for release.

you feel it building up in your stomach, the euphoria bubbling to the surface.

you keep riding him—riding the edge of this dangerous pleasure. his cock starts to twitch in you and you know he’s about to cum for the third time. he’s drunk on your walls and the way you feel.

he’s a moaning mess under you.

and even then, you rest your forehead on his and helplessly moan “I love you daddy” over and over again as you chase your high.

“baby…ahhh..hhh” he chokes out.

his hands abandon your boobs and head straight to your hips to guide you up and down his thick cock that is now dripping with your incoming release.

the feeling is indescribable. all you know is you need to finish and need him to finish inside you too.

“daddy… love you… love you so much…” you babble as the searing pleasure wants to rip you open.

“s-such a good girl for me.”

you hands latch onto the top of his head, gripping onto the hair they find. your mouth is like a magnet to his face, kissing and sucking anywhere it can.

“that’s it, baby, you got it.”

and your walls clench with all their might.

“yeah just like that, cum on daddy.”

jungwoo’s nails dig deep into your skin as his head tilts backwards.

then his warm ropes coat your plush walls. and seconds later, the pressure in your stomach snaps and you gush all over your boyfriend’s cock.

jungwoo helps you ride it out, hands still guiding you with care and love.

you both are at a loss for words as the rush comes down. so you just shove your face into the crook of his neck and start to plant kisses all over his neck and jaw.

“I don’t know how you do it, baby.”

“I don’t do anything special,” you say. “But I think I just made you become a daddy for real.”

he laughs at this and runs his fingers through his hair, looking at the ceiling.

“I might as well just seal the deal then, huh?”

“wait what?”

he flips you over and then pushes your knees to your chest. he inserts his cock into you again, and with only a couple of strokes, he is pouring into you for the fourth time.

once he pulls out, he uses his long fingers to push the seed back into you, making sure every last drop doesn’t go to waste.

“ok, baby…that should do it,” he says confidently.

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a/n: let’s pretend this was posted on jungwoo day ijbol. and yes I titled this after that one freaky ass janet jackson song 😭🤦🏽‍♂️

✨Would NCT 127 fuck with a fat girl but it’s based on my honest opinion as a fat girl✨

This is all based on my opinion, if you don’t like my opinion that’s nice. Keep it to yourself😊

Taeyong: Yes 100%. Did y’all see that like short thing he did, idk if it was a commercial or what it was but the woman in it was plus size. Also, he exudes so much confidence all the time that I can’t really see him being ‘picky’. By that I mean, images don’t really matter to him, if he vibes with you he vibes with you.

Taeil: I don’t see him like actively seeking out a plus size person but I don’t think he’d be against it either. Idk what to say other than that, he isn’t against it or anything. Just neutral.

Johnny: I’ve seen a lot of people say he’s a no but I just can’t see it. I think he’s another one who doesn’t see body type as a big deal and if he finds you hot he finds you hot yk🤷 I think he would actually quite enjoy a plus size partner because he’s so tall and skinny. A shorter chubby girl would just be so cute to him.

Yuta: OMG YES. Yuta is like the only member who I think actually prefers big girls. He love love loves it when his lady’s got a tummy and thighs. Nakamoto Yuta would fuck a big girl today, tomorrow, any day of the week. Honestly he’s probably doing it right now.

Doyoung: Hmmmm no probably not. I just can’t see it no matter how hard I try. I don’t think he’s like fat phobic or anything, but I don’t think he’d be attracted to plus size people. Sorry🤷

Jaehyun: Idk tbh. It’s hard for me to get a read on him. Like on one hand I can’t really see him with a big girl, but on the other I can see him being against being with a big girl yk? Idk, lmk what y’all think.

Jungwoo: Jungwoo simply doesn’t date. Idk what it is but I don’t see him actively seeking out anyone. He’s maidenless😭

Mark: I think his type is probably thicc girls. Like hourglass figure little chubby type beat. Idk, I feel like he’s one of those guys with a ‘weight limit’ like no one over 200 yk. Also cause I don’t think Marks self esteem could handle dating someone bigger and possibly stronger than he is.

Haechan: Okok so. I was talking with my friend about this and she said he wouldn’t cause he has internalize fat phobia cause of his experience with the members *cough*Jisung*cough* targeting him for being ‘chubby’ (he’s not, like, at all). HOWEVER I feel like if he met a plus size person who was not only a sexy beast but also hella confident in themselves and their body????? He’d be foaming at the mouth. I think he finds chubby girls to be the cutest thing on the planet and would definitely be down to get with one at all times.

NCT Behavioral Analysis Unit

A Criminal Minds inspired au. Members included: Johnny, Taeyong, Yuta, Doyoung, Ten, Jaehyun and Jungwoo. Taeil is also mentioned but he isn’t part of the team. Reader x Mystery member. Try to guess who y/n is dating and see if you got it right! In this story, Doyoung is the leader. Also, in case you’ve watched Criminal Minds, JohnTen’s friendship is inspired by the friendship between Penelope Garcia and Derek Morgan.

Warnings: Murder, blood, robbery, mental breakdown, swear words, illegal activities. Genre: crime, mystery, angst but has fluff towards the end Word count: 3k (3000 words) ~~~~~~~  “Sorry to interrupt, but we have a new case. Everyone gather up.” Doyoung‘s voice made Jungwoo and you jump. Everyone soon appeared in the conference room and sat around the large table, while Ten was putting up the pictures of the victims.

“Three women were shot and found in their homes. Park Aera, aged 67, married to an old famous actor, Song Jieun, aged 64 married to a retired but very successful lawyer and finally Jung Yeona, aged 56 who was married to a surgeon who’s considered to be one of the best, if not the best in our country.” Doyoung started.

“So, for now the thing that connects the victims is the fact that all 3 women were married to very successful men and probably a lot of money.” Yuta spoke up and Doyoung nodded. “Yes, but now no, since the person killed the women and mugged them.”

“That must be the reason for his killings. Maybe he needed money, it could be a junkie or in general someone who doesn’t have a good paying job.” Jaehyun spoke up and Doyoung shrugged before continuing.

“Maybe, however there were no signs of forced entry. No broken windows and nothing on the doors.” Doyoung informed and showed us some quick pictures of the crime scene.

“So the person must have known them” Johnny said.

“But if they were considered higher class, why would they befriend a person of a way lower class and invite them in their house?” Yuta asked.

“It’s not impossible, but we don’t know how these three women could have met this person.” Doyoung reasoned and we all nodded, deep in thought.

“Also, keep in mind that those people kept large amounts of money in safes in their houses, so the person stole their money first, asking them to open their safes and then killed them.” He added and showed pictures of the wide open safes and the bodies of the women laying in the same room with blood all over them and the floor.

“Since the person simply shot those women, it’s obvious that he didn’t rely on anything other than his gun, so it must be someone of their age.”  You thought out loud.

“He didn’t try to choke them or beat them up because he wasn’t in a good physical condition to do so.” Jungwoo added and you nodded, before turning to Doyoung.

“Exactly. We will continue this on the plane, wheels up in 20.” Doyoung announced and everyone got up to gather their things.

 “Yuta and Jaehyun, go handle the press, the rest of you follow me to the crime scene” Doyoung instructed.

“As you can see, no signs of forced entry, no footprints and sadly there were no eye witnesses.” The local head policeman, Taeil informed you.

“The victims were found late at night, so it’s estimated that all of them were killed around 10pm on different days.” Doyoung said.

“Do we know where their husbands were?” You asked and Taeyong shook his head. “We will see them later today so we will ask them.”

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“After we finish investigating the crime scenes, we will inform you about the killer, but until then be safe everyone.” Yuta thanked them and left with Jaehyun, everyone coming back to the headquarters after investigating all the crime scenes.

 “My wife was a sweet woman. She hadn’t been in a serious argument with anyone since high school, or maybe even before that.” Park Aera’s husband cried.

“So, you don’t think your wife had any enemies or people who were jealous of her?” You asked and the man shook his head.

“No, definitely not. She was very friendly and selfless.” He replied and sat back.

“Did she have many friends?” Taeyong asked and the man took a second, before answering.

“She had a few close friends, but she was also very social. She could start a conversation with a stranger easily.” He replied and Taeyong looked at you before asking again. “But wouldn’t ever invite a stranger to the house, right?”

“Of course not. Who even trusts people this easily?”

“Where were you, before you found your wife?” Yuta asked Jung Yeona’s husband, but the man looked away.

“Sir, we can’t be of help if you hide things from us. Right now all we want to do is find the person that did this to your wife.” Jungwoo explained and the man gulped.

“I...” the man hesitated and sighed before continuing. “I was with one of the nurses of the hospital I work at. I have to admit I was cheating on my wife, but I did love her.” The man said and Jungwoo nodded.

“Did your wife know that you were cheating?” Jungwoo asked. “She probably had suspicions. I was distant and she was too.” The man relpied

“Do you think your wife would ever cheat on you as payback?” Yuta asked and the man shrugged. “It could be an explanation as to why she was disinterested in our marriage too.” The man said and Yuta just nodded, before exiting the room with Jungwoo.

“If she cheated, then the guy she would be with could have done that.” Yuta said but Jungwoo shook his head.

“I don’t think she would invite him in their house though. She would probably have gone to his house instead.” Jungwoo reasoned.

“Hey, Song Jieun’s husband was barely interested in his wife’s death and mostly cared about the money he lost.” Jaehyun informed the rest of you. “Park Aera’s husband was the complete opposite.” You replied and Jungwoo chuckled. “We got the husband who was a mix of these two, then. He was cheating on her.”

“So far, there’s no connection between the three.” Johnny said.

“We have the basics of the killer’s profile. We will continue informing the police as we gain more details, but for now everyone gather up for the profile analysis.” Doyoung walked past you into a conference room.

“We’re looking for a white male, late 50s to 60s.” Doyoung started. “He must have had a job that isn’t very high paying, so he targets wealthy women around his age or older for their money.” Jungwoo added and everyone took notes.

“He knows all his victims and probably develops a relationship with them. He is charming, flirty and very social.” You continued.

“He seems trust worthy and flies under the radar. No one suspects this person would do something like this.” Jaehyun concluded. “We will learn more about the women’s close friendships soon. For now, increase patrol around the houses of wealthy women.  We will hold a press conference and inform the public.”  He said and everyone left the room.

“Jaehyun go handle the press” Doyoung instructed and Jaehyun complied.

“Call Ten and ask him whether he has found any article about the three women that could help us find out more about their social circle.” Doyoung turned to Johnny, who nodded, calling Ten.

“You have reached the sass master Ten. If there’s anything that you need, I’m sorry but I don’t care.” Ten joked as he picked up.

“Hey sass master, we need you to check any articles written about these women. We need to know about friends or anyone they are close enough to invite to their house.” Johnny said.

“I have already done that and trust me there are many. Park Aera was married to an actor, so there are many photos of her with other people and fans. However, there’s something interesting about Song Jieun,. She was accused of participating in an illegal poker club, but her husband is a lawyer so he covered her.” Ten said and everyone looked at each other.

“Ten, can you check if the women had big money withdrawals recently?” You said and Ten started typing.

“Um, I wouldn’t say big money withdrawals. But they were very frequent, eventually adding up to a lot of money.” He replied.

“Thanks Ten. Let’s go ask them if they knew anything about this illegal poker club.” Doyoung said.

 “I- Am I gonna get arrested if I admit that I knew about this? I never liked poker, but my wife was a little addicted. I tried to stop her but it always led to big fights.” Jung Yeona’s husband said.

“Do you happen to know anyone of the people she met at that poker club?” Jungwoo asked and the man shook his head.

“No, they never revealed their names. They used code names.” The man answered. “What kind of code names?” Yuta asked. “Names from cards. For example King of hearts.” The man replied and Yuta sighed.

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“How are we gonna find them, if we don’t even know their names?” Jaehyun asked. “Don’t worry, we have Ten.” Johnny said and nodded towards Doyoung who was already calling him.

“Ten, make a list of all the people who had frequent money withdrawals.” He instructed and Ten sighed.

“It won’t be of help. I have found about 2000 people.”

“Narrow it down to only our city.” You suggested.

“It already is narrowed down to our city. Don’t forget this is the capital.” Ten replied.

“People in their 50s and over” Jungwoo said.

“212 people” Ten replied and waited for more orders.

“People of high paying jobs or married to people of high paying jobs.” Taeyong said and Ten raised his fist in triumph.

“Now we’re talking. 40 people.” Ten replied.

“Still too many.” Doyoung sighed and everyone was deep in thought.

“Keep the list and check the phones numbers. Did any of them contact any of the three women frequently?” Jungwoo said and Ten typed quickly.

“Narrowed down to 5, all of them are women. I’m sending you their names and addresses. Ten replied.

“Okay, thank you, baby, you were very helpful.” Johnny flirted and Ten giggled. “Call me that more often, will you?” He sighed and Johnny chuckled before hanging up, but no one questioned the two, as you were all used to the two flirting, but still keeping an amazing platonic relationship.

“We met up and had tournaments in each other’s houses.” One of the women admitted to Taeyong.

“Was any man a little too friendly to Jung Yeona?” Taeyong asked her.

“There is a man who is very friendly with every woman. But he is the one who actually started all this and just wants to have more people participate. He is naturally this social.” The woman admitted.

“Do you know anything about the man?” Taeyong asked and she nodded.

“We don’t know names, but I know that he wasn’t married and that he was the head of a famous restaurant.” The woman replied and Taeyong raised an eyebrow. “Was?”

“Yes, he has retired and started these poker tournaments to collect more money and send his daughter to a good university.” The woman replied and Taeyong nodded and got up. “Thank you.” He said and immediately let the others know.

“Ten, search for a head of a famous restaurant, not married, but has a daughter.” Doyoung instructed into the phone. “Found him. It’s Son Jihoon. I’m sending you his address right now.”

 “I’m telling you, I did not kill those women.” Son Jihoon said, but Jaehyun shook his head. “The only reason I ever contacted these women was just to invite them to the tournaments. But nothing else. You can check that I never called them. Only texted them.” He reasoned.

“That doesn’t mean that there wasn’t a secret message hidden in these texts or that you never went to their houses.” Jaehyun said and the man sighed. “Where were you the nights the women were killed?” Jaehyun pressed.

“In other tournaments, since these women didn’t want to participate in any tournament for the past 2 months.”  

“Jaehyun,” You appeared and called out, making him turn and look at you. “We found another body. The rest are heading to the crime scene already.” You informed and Son Jihoon sat back with a smile. “Do you now believe that it wasn’t me?”

 “This is the body of 68 year old Kim Eunji, wife of an old Politician named Seo Sunghoon who died 7 years ago.” Policeman Taeil informed you.

“This woman wasn’t murdered the way the other three were.” Yuta pointed out.

“She was stabbed repeatedly. How can a person in the age we estimated do this?” Jungwoo spoke.

“And the killer was able to get away so quickly, even if police patrolled everywhere.” Taeyong spoke as a matter-of-factly.

“This means that our killer must be younger than what we expected him to be.”  Doyoung said and took out his phone.  “Jaehyun, ask Son Jihoon if there’s anyone young taking part in those tournaments”

“There is a man. But I don’t know his name or number. He was always invited by someone else.” Son Jihoon answered and Doyoung sighed.

“Um,” Jungwoo spoke up holding a book and a piece of paper in his hand. “I don’t think we will need Son Jihoon anymore.” He said and pointed at a rough drawing of a man, drawn by Kim Eunji.

“Quick! Send the picture to Ten.” Taeyong said and Jungwoo complied.

“How did you even find this between so many books?” Doyoung asked and Jungwoo pointed at the book. “It’s obvious that it’s in worse condition that the rest, so I guessed it was her favorite.” He shrugged as if he didn’t do anything special.

“The man you are looking for is Hwang Kwangsoo. He is 23 years old, he has been in the hospital many times because he was bullied by his classmates for being fat and nerdy. He has a membership in a gym for year now and changed his ID photo to a more recent one where it is obvious that he is much thinner now. And his number has contacted all the victims more than once.” Ten said and Johnny chuckled.

“You’re fucking brilliant, you know that?” “Oh, I know, darling, but it took you long enough to realise.” Ten said and hung up.

“I texted Jaehyun and (y/n) the address, they will be there soon.” Yuta said and they all quickly got in their cars.

“Hwang Kwangsoo! FBI!” Jaehyun yelled. “Open the door! This is FBI!” Yuta yelled next but still nothing.

Jaehyun signed to us that he planned to kick on the door. “I’m taking the back with Jungwoo and Taeyong” Johnny said and Doyoung moved closer to you. Jaehyun kicked the door and all 4 of you immediately walked in.

“Clear!” You yelled from the living room and Doyoung repeated from the kitchen. Johnny motioned up the stairs and walked with Jaehyun trailing right behind him.  He opened the door and was faced with Hwang Kwangsoo with his gun on his own head.

“Why do they do this?” Kwangsoo cried. “Kwangsoo put the gun down.” Jaehyun ordered, but Kwangsoo didn’t move. “I tried so hard and they still ignore me. WHY DO THEY IGNORE ME? Why do they ignore me, agent? I am not fat anymore. I dress nicely. I now even have money. What the fuck does a woman want from me? What more do they want?”

“Kwangsoo, put the gun down and let’s talk about it. We will take you to someone who can help you.” Johnny said, but the man ignored him.

“Are you dating anyone?” The man asked no one in particular. “Why is it important?” Johnny asked and the man got up, making Jaehyun and Johnny raise their guns higher and follow his movement immediately. “Because,” the man started and pointed at them. “you are not as attractive as I am and I’m sure you have less money than me. So if you are dating someone, then you have to tell me why women don’t like me!”

“I’m not dating anyone. But it doesn’t matter what I-” Johnny started but got cut off.

“What about you?” he turned towards Jaehyun. “Are you dating someone?” He asked and Jaehyun let out a simple ‘no’.  “YOU ARE LYING TO ME!” Kwangsoo pointed his gun at Jaehyun.

“Kwangsoo, put the gun down now!” You ordered and Johnny looked at you as if you walked in at the worst timing ever, probably because you did. Kwangsoo immediately moved towards you, trying to grab you.

“YOU BITCH! WHY DO YOU NOT WANT ME?” But before he could get any closer, a gunshot was heard, coming from Jaehyun’s gun, who shot Kwangsoo on his side.

Kwangsoo collapsed on the ground, bleeding, his hands instinctively covering his wound, his gun falling from his hand.

“We’re gonna need an ambulance quickly.” Johnny spoke into his walkie-talkie.

Everyone thanked policeman Taeil and gathered up their stuff to get on the jet and finally go home. Taeyong tried to sleep, Jungwoo was finishing up his report on the case and the rest of you simply discussed the case together.

“I couldn’t not shoot him after seeing he tried to grab (y/n)” Jaehyun said to Johnny and he chuckled.  “Why? Were you worried that she wouldn’t be able to protect herself?” Yuta teased and Jaehyun shook his head ‘no’ quickly.

“Hey! I’m perfectly capable of protecting myself!’ You said, but nuzzled closer to Jaehyun’s side.

“Oh, I know. It’s because he was afraid that (y/n) would wanna date Kwangsoo, since he was more attractive and had more money than both of us.” Johnny joked and everyone laughed along.

Jaehyun turned to you, making you look up. “What?” you asked and locked eyes with him. “Will you leave me for Kwangsoo because he is more attractive and has more money than me?” He jokingly asked you and you chuckled.

“If I wanted someone more attractive and with more money, I’d simply date our leader, Doyoung.” You joked and everyone except Jaehyun laughed, Doyoung letting out a “Thanks for the appreciation.”

“Nah, I’m just teasing you, baby” You said and pecked his lips. “EW. I told you no pda at work!” Doyoung grimaced, but you waved him off, kissing Jaehyun again, who just smiled into the kiss.  

NCT 127 when you jam to their songs:

Taeil:

This guy will probably be super embarrassed when he comes into your bathroom, only to find you wearing a fuzzy pink bathrobe, wet toothbrush in your hand as you lip sync to his high note in "Simon Says" passionately, your eyes closed and dark eyebrows furrowed. He'll probably debate if to leave and pretend he didn't see anything, but before he can decide you'll open your eyes, your mouth forming a wide smile when you see him. Grabbing your boyfriend's arm, you'll tug him into the shower, closing the door behind him with your feet before grabbing his hand, forcing him to dance with you. Taeil won't let you down, though, even if he'll be bright red, wrapping his own strong arms around your waist, swaying the two of you side to side as he giggles into your neck.

Taeyong:

When Taeyong finds you watching "Kick It" music video on the big screen in your living room, trying to repeat the difficult choreography, clad in a furry unicorn onesie, a pout forming on your pink lips as you don't manage to execute the moves like you want to, he'll simply giggle, feeling his heart melt slightly at your cuteness, before padding over to you. He'll teach you all the dance moves while holding your hands, waiting patiently until he's sure you understand everything, and he'll compliment you, continuously repeating how amazing you are and how fast you're catching on, your own self-esteem boosting up slightly everytime your boyfriend looks at you with wide, brown puppy eyes and a mouth open in awe.

Yuta:

Yuta can't help but feel full of himself when he wakes up to you making a batch of pancakes for breakfast, NCT 127 songs playing on full volume on your apartment speakers as you sing along, your wavy, dark hair tied into a messy, high bun, wearing one of your boyfriend's shirts and old, short pyjama pants. Yuta won't join you, simply making himself a cup of coffee as he lazily leans against the marble kitchen counter, a cocky grin on his face as he watches you prance around the small room. His small smirk will grow every time you sing his part of the song, and he might even join you in singing his parts if he's feeling it.

Johnny:

Johnny and you are cleaning your apartment, both of you dressed in old, washed-out clothes, holding a broom and a washcloth, when you decide to put on some fun songs for motivation. And of course you put on your favorite song at the moment: Superhuman by your boyfriend's group. Johnny is probably the first to start pulling out his derpiest dance moves, your whole body shaking with laughter as your lover takes the imaginary stage by storm, pulling on your arm for you to join him. It'll probably end with the two of you having a dance battle, belting out your best (worst) singing just to make each other laugh before collapsing on the floor, still giggling nonstop.

Doyoung:

Doyoung is going to be cringing as hell on the outside, his whole face expressing judgement as he watches you try to sing his lines in "Punch", wrapped in one of your huge couch blankets as a juicy stage outfit. But even though he's slightly embarrassed by you being so passionate about his songs, he can't stop the smile surfacing his lips because he's just so happy that you love and support his career as much as you do uwu. But when you'll come over to him, trying to pass him your imaginary mic, he'll simply call you stupid in the fondest way possible, pulling you into a warm hug instead and it'll probably end with the two of you cuddling on the sofa (and Doyoung managing to stop your ruckus lmao).

Jaehyun:

Jaehyun is going to be a smiling mess when one of his songs come on the radio, only for you to boost the volume up significantly, jumping on the sofa immediately when you hear "Cherry Bomb" and starting to jump around. Your boyfriend will simply chuckle while watching you, his chocolate eyes crinkling with fondness as he looks at your small, energetic figure zipping around him, shaking his head when you start to serenade him passionately, his cheeks blushing. If he's feeling silly, he might join you, the two of you dancing together, Jaehyun's hands finding their way to wrap around your lower back, but he's also perfectly content with watching you lovingly until you collapse on the sofa, out of energy.

Win-win:

Win-win is the type to think you're adorable, and he won't hesitate to tell you that either, especially when he sees your flustered reaction to him entering the apartment, only to find you dancing to "Regular", your new shades covering your eyes and a fake chain around your neck. Your boyfriend won't be able to stop repeating how cute you are, admiring your red cheeks with a big, sparkly eyes and a wide smile. When you'll rush to stop the music, he'll grabbing your hands and pull you back, begging you with big, brown puppy eyes to keep dancing for him. And of course you can't say no to that.

Jungwoo:

My cutie puppy is going to be so freaking flustered, like his chubby cheekies will be bright red when he walks into your shared bedroom, only to find you sitting on the bed in your short pyjamas, holding a NCT light stick in one hand as you watch Jungwoo's fancam for their latest song, "Highway to Heaven", cheering everytime his part comes up. Your boyfriend will smile shyly, avoiding eye contact with you until you coo, taking his face in your hands and leaving kisses all over it until Jungwoo lets out a giggle, relaxing into your side. After that he'll watch the rest of the performance with you, a small smile tugging at his lips whenever you shout his name.

Mark:

Mark is the type to be straight up confused when he comes into your house, only to see you with a pair of his dark shades on your eyes, your messy hair flying all around you as you jump around the living room, jamming to "Gimme Gimme" almost violently. It'll take him a few seconds to even realize it's his song, but when he does, his eyes will widen and his mouth will drop in surprise, before curving into a satisfied grin. No matter how famous he becomes, Mark still appreciates every single person who takes their time to listen to his music, even if it's his girlfriend and it seems obvious af. This cutie will simply laugh, unable to hide the hearts in his eyes as he watches you dance to your hearts content.

Haechan:

You and Haechan are in the car on your way to meet your boyfriend's parents, and you're responsible for the driving playlist, so of course you put on NCT songs, smiling to yourself when you put on one of your favorite songs: "Touch". Haechan doesn't even seem surprised, almost immediately jumping in to sing with you on the top of your lungs, even managing to do some steps from the choreo while driving, until you yell at him to focus lol. But yeah, your boyfriend won't be embarrassed whatsoever, and literally nothing boosts his ego like seeing you sing and fangirl over his songs.

NCT 127 Reaction: you moaning their name in your sleep

Pairings | Nct 127 x Reader

Genre | smut (more suggestive than anything but some are questionable), fluff

Warnings | SMUT!!! Do not read if you are underaged!!!! Also slight somnophilia.

Word Count | 4.6k

Author’s Note | I did a reaction like this for NCT Dream, but I decided to do the same reaction for 127 just because I thought it'd be fun. I, however, did not redo Mark's and Haechan's because I was simply too lazy too so there's will be the same (I do apologize). Also, I'd like to add that NCT Dream's was smuttier than this one. This reaction is really more suggestive, but there are a few members that get a little more descriptive. I hope you enjoy! I apologize for the images with Jungwoo - Haechan. Dumblr was acting up again and I didn't have the patience to fuck with it.

Tagging | @treasuretaeil @hachanbaecon

Taeyong

Originally posted here

Coming home late was always normal for Taeyong. Being the leader of such a big group, he was always the first one up in the morning and the last to leave schedules. With the new comeback on the rise, he was coming home even later than usual.

Oftentimes, when he returned home, he’d find you awake, sitting on the couch watching whatever came on the television. Recently though, he was coming home to find you already asleep, curled up on your side of the bed, arms encircling a pillow with one of his shirts over it. Tonight was no different.

He was quick to shower and return to the bedroom. It was already 2am and, though he’d not have a schedule until tomorrow afternoon, he wanted to spend as much time with you as possible. Sleep was necessary for that, and as such, he clambered into bed as quietly as possible, sliding up behind your body and draping an arm around your waist before burrowing his face in the pillow, begging sleep to claim him soon.

However, he was quickly caught off guard when a small noise left you, your body moving slightly against him.

He looked over at you, lifting his head.

“(Y/N)?” he asked quietly.

You didn’t respond and he pressed his head back against his pillow, thinking it was his imagination or just a sigh leaving your lips.

“Taeyong…” his name spilled from your lips in a breathy moan, and he knew he heard it this time.

His cock stirred in his sleep shorts and he pressed his pelvis a little closer to your bottom, pulling a grunt from your throat before you stirred awake.

“Tae?” you asked, voice hazy with sleep.

“Yes my love?” he whispered back in a sultry tone.

“You're sticking me in the ass.”

“I know.”

You could hear the smirk in your voice and you rolled your eyes.

“Practice make you horny?” you asked.

“Nope. You moaning my name in your sleep did.”

Your face heated up and you buried your face in his pillows. You knew exactly what he was talking about, even if you didn’t remember moaning out loud.

“Now, why don’t you tell me exactly what I was doing so we can pick up where your dream left off,” he smirked.

A small squeak left your lips, but you weren’t about to complain.

“Your cock felt so good inside me…” you breathed.

His smirk grew as you rolled over to look at him.

“Good thing I’m hard and ready for you then,” he winked.

Taeil

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It never ceased to surprise Taeil just how quickly you could fall asleep in any situation it seemed. Currently, you were sitting on a rather uncomfortable couch with your head on his shoulder, snoring quietly in his ear as Donghyuck recording finished the last few verses of his parts, Taeyong sitting at the controls beside the techy. You had fallen asleep somewhere along Johnny and Yuta’s recording sessions and hadn’t moved much since.

Taeil smiled down at you fondly. His shoulder might have fallen asleep twenty minutes earlier, but he’d never dare move and disturb your slumber. Especially when you looked so adorable against him. Even if it was a little awkward with you laying on him in a room full of his members. That awkwardness grew, however, the second a breathy moan escaped your lips.

“What was that?” Mark asked, spinning around in his seat, eyes wide and looking in every direction of the room.

Taeil’s ears tinted pink and he squirmed nervously as he caught Yuta’s smirk in the corner of his eye.

“Maybe you should take (Y/N) home,” he suggested, wiggling his eyebrows and looking all too suggestive.

The pink turn to red and Taeil tried to hide his face in your hair when his blood ran cold.

“Taeil,” you moaned softly, but not quiet enough that the others didn’t hear.

“Oh-ho-ho,” Johnny grinned. “I think Taeil’s right! You should take her home.”

The plan had been for you to go out to dinner with the boys once they’d finished rehearsing, but that seemed to be dashed along the rocks now. The boys wouldn’t be able to stop cackling at your expense if you still went out with them and you’d likely never want to show your face around them again if you found out what happened.

“Take her home, hyung. And, word of advice, don’t tell her what happened. It will only mortify her,” Taeyong’s wise words voice what Taeil had just been thinking and he nodded stifely.

“(Y/N),” he called softly.

You shuffled against him but didn’t respond until he shook your shoulder lightly.

“Hm?” you asked sleepily.

“Come on baby. You fell asleep. Let’s go home and get some more rest,” he spoke as calmly as he could under the suggestive smirks of Johnny and Yuta.

“But what about dinner?” you inquired, biting back a yawn as you glanced up at him.

“Uh… They decided not to go…” Taeil responded, sweating beading his forehead at the lie.

“Oh… ok,” you accepted the answer.

You snuggled more against Taeil slightly before pulling yourself from his warmth and standing from the couch, stretching out.

“Can we go back to my apartment?” you offered.

A whistle left Jaehyun’s lips and you turned to glance at him in confusion before Taeil was ushering you out of the room, shooting a dirty glare at his dongsaeng.

“You know, I had the most amazing dream,” you muttered as Taeil closed the recording room door.

“Oh really?” Taeil deadpanned, eager to get you out of the building.

Johnny

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Johnny loved going on tour with his bandmates and performing for their fans across the globe, but it was never easy to leave you behind for such long periods of time. While you both skyped most every night, it just wasn’t the same without you snuggled against his chest and no matter how many times Donghyuck crawled in bed with him and cuddled him in the same way, it would never be the same.

When the tour finally ended, he was sad he wouldn’t be performing across the globe any longer, but he was so excited to see you again. As the van pulled in front of your apartment building, Johnny bid goodbye to the members that would be heading back to the dorm, thanking the manager for dropping him at your place, before climbing out, grabbing his bag to haul with him. He didn’t wait for the van to pull off before walking into the dimly lit lobby, casting a small smile at the slightly confused overnight manager sitting at the front desk. He flashed a copy of your key, earning a disinterested nod before heading for the elevator and pressing the button for your floor.

It was late. You’d no doubt be asleep, but he didn’t mind as long as he woke up in the morning with you in his arms.

As the elevator dinged, he got out and walked down the hallway as quietly as possible before reaching your door. He pushed the key into the hole and made his way inside. He left his luggage in the living room, afraid the wheels would wake you, so he opted to store it away in the morning. He stripped off his clothes leaving them laying on the couch and padded into the dark bedroom where you were, sure enough, sound asleep on his side of the bed.

He cooed at the sight, but he passed the bed and headed for the bathroom to wash his face before bed when your sweet voice met his ears.

“Johnny,” you moaned quietly.

It would have been inaudible if there was another noise in the apartment.

“Go back to sleep sweetheart, I’ll be there soon,” he reassured.

This appeased you, or so he thought, until his name was tumbling from your lips again.

He peaked out from the bathroom, raising an eyebrow in confusion until he saw your body writhe and roll over.

“Johnny,” the moan was whiner this time.

A smirk grew across Johnny’s face and any sense of exhaustion immediately left his body. He padded across the floor to the bed, standing over your still moving form and grinned.

“Baby,” he called in a soothing tone.

You stirred but didn’t wake.

“Wake up baby girl.”

This time, your eyes slowly opened, meeting his.

“Johnny? You’re back!” you cried, moving to sit up.

He didn’t allow that though, instead, moving down on top of you, hovering over your body.

“How many times have you called out for me in the middle of the night without me hear to satisfy you?” he whispered softly.

Heat crept up your neck and you turned away from him, but he guided your eyes back to his.

“Tell me, baby girl,” he spoke calmly.

“Too many,” you answered with a small whine.

He hummed, nodding at your statement as he gripped the comforter, pulling it down from your body.

“Let’s start easing your discomfort,” he smirked, bending down to capture your lips in a heated, desirous kiss.

Yuta

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It was absolutely not uncommon for Yuta to wake up before you in the morning with his dick painfully hard against the fabric of his boxers and a conundrum of either waking you up to help him or letting you sleep.

Most of the time, he was nice and stroked himself to completion in the shower while you slept. Other times, if he was desperate enough, he’d wake you up and ask for anything you were willing to give. Which usually lead to him fucking your mouth.

Today was no different. His eyes opened with the sunlight that bled through the bedroom curtains, his body feeling rested. His cock straining against the tight fabric of the underwear he’d been wearing because no matter how many times he begged, you refused to sleep next to him if he was completely naked. He let out a small groan. It got old being horny and having to make an important decision so early in the day. Sometimes he wished he could just control his dick’s hardness and make things easier. Today, however, seemed to be his lucky day.

“Yuta…” you moaned, body rolling over slightly.

Yuta glanced over at you, eyebrow raised.

“Yes, my love?” he asked.

When he received no response, he rolled over to face you, hand moving to rest on your shoulder.

“Yuta,” you moaned a little louder this time.

His dick twitched in his pants.

“Don’t tease me so early baby, it isn’t nice,” he complained, trailing his fingers along the bare skin of your arm.

Again, he received no response.

He pursed his lips, eyes trailing over your body. You looked asleep but you sure sounded awake. Could you be teasing him because you knew he was horny? Could you actually be asleep? Could you be moaning his name in your sleep from a wet dream?

It proved the latter was the case as your hips suddenly jerked forward, a quiet mewl leaving your lips. The kind of sound that you made only when his lips were attached to your clit.

A smirk grew across his face and he leaned in close to your body to press his mouth against his ear.

“If you like what I’m doing in your dreams, wake up and we’ll make it a reality,” he whispered huskily.

Your eyes flew open almost instantly, lips parted as you took in a deep breath, your body shaking ever so slightly.

“Yuta?” you questioned.

“Hm?” he grunted, raising a teasing eyebrow as you turned to look at him.

“Eat me out.”

It was neither demand nor plea, and while Yuta would usually make you beg for him, he was feeling a little generous this morning.

“As you wish,” he winked, head disappearing beneath the blankets.

Doyoung

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Doyoung’s eyes cracked open blearily in the pitch black room, a scowl adorned on his lips as he glanced at the red letters flashing on the alarm clock. He had no idea what had woken him up from such a peaceful, much needed rest, but whatever it was seemed to have no effect on your figure lying curled into his side sweetly.

He sighed, jealousy at your uninterrupted sleep and the thought of possibly waking you up crossed his mind. However, you were even more cranky than he was when woken up in the dead of the night. If he woke you up for no good reason other than to make you suffer with him, he wouldn’t hear the end of it for the next month.

He sighed, rolling onto his side, careful not to disturb you as he moved. He curled his legs behind yours and draped an arm over your middle, letting out a soft sigh as his body relaxed against the mattress, eyes closing as sleep began overtaking him again. However, right as sleep began knocking on his door, he was roused again by the same noise that woke him to begin with.

A small, breathy moan that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

“Doyoung,” your voice whispered.

It sounded odd. Too shaky and breathy to be the voice of someone who’d just woken up, but he answered nonetheless.

“Hmm?” he asked quietly.

He waited a moment for you to respond, but when he was met with silence, he raised an eyebrow.

“Are you awake?” he whispered.

Silence met his ears again and he began to think that maybe he was hearing things when his name tumbled from your lips again, but this time, he knew exactly what had woken him up.

“Doyoung…” you moaned quietly, head digging into the pillow, your body shuddering slightly against him.

Part of him wanted to take you up and kick you out of bed, but he couldn’t deny the feeling your breathy moans stirred inside him. Besides, what kind of boyfriend would he be if he let you suffer in silence.

“(Y/N),” he whispered into the night.

No response. Instead, your back arched against his chest and he grit his teeth.

“(Y/N),” he called a bit louder.

This time, your voice hummed in response.

“Wake up so we can fuck,” he demanded.

You groaned in distaste.

“Go jack off in the bathroom.”

“And leave my girlfriend to get off in her dreams?” he asked, voice pitched higher, teasing.

You rolled over, eyes now wide and alert as you gawked at him.

“How did you know that?!” you hissed.

“Well when your moaning wakes me up, it’s kind of hard to miss,” he replied almost sarcastically.

You let out an embarrassed squeak that was silenced as his lips met yours in a piercing kiss.

“Now tell me, are we going back to sleep and pretending this didn’t happen or are we going to fuck until we’re satisfied and then sleep in in the morning?” he asked.

You took a moment to answer, almost as though you were weighing your options.

“Fuck me daddy.”

Jaehyun

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Sleep was something that had always come so naturally to Jaehyun that he had no idea what to do as he lay awake staring at the ceiling as you snored quietly beside him. He didn’t want to say he was jealous as you snoozed so soundly, practically dead to the world as your eyelids flickered with whatever dream you were having, but you just looked so peaceful while he struggled to put Donghyuck’s words out of his mind.

“Have any you ever tried 69ing with your partner?” the younger man had asked randomly earlier that day as the members and their significant others had sat down to eat lunch at a restaurant.

When everyone responded with questioning eyes with the exception of Johnny who’d likely educated him on the subject.

“It’s when you both give oral at the same time! Not only do you get to eat your partner out, but you also get to stuff her mouth and gag her with your own cock that she’s practically choking on as she moans! It’s so hot!” he had insisted.

Taeyong had scolded him for such talk, especially at the table, and everyone had sense tried to put it out of their minds, but Jaehyun just couldn’t. Every time he looked at you, all he could see was you choking on him, teas falling down your cheeks as he drove you to your third orgasm with just his mouth.

His body shuddered. Oh how he wanted to see you writhing as you struggled to get him off the same way he got you off. To see you squirm and moan and choke and-

“Jaehyun,” your breathless voice moaned, bringing the male back from his imagination, eyes glancing at your still sleeping body.

Had he imagined hearing you? Perhaps he had, thinking too much about how you’d sound choking on him-

“Jaehyun,” you moaned again, voice stretching out the syllables of his name in a drawn out whine.

He definitely heard that!

“Babe?” he asked quietly.

When you didn’t respond, he kept his eyes on you, waiting to see if you showed any other sign of being awake, but when a small snore left you, he let out a small sigh.

“Wistful thinking, Jaehyun,” he muttered to himself.

“Not so wistful,” your voice answered.

He jumped so hard at the sudden intrusion into his spoken aloud thoughts that he felt as though he’d jolted right out of his skin.

“You’re awake?!” he croaked, heart thundering in his chest.

“Mm.” you responded, resting your head on his arm and glancing up at him, your eyes lighting up in the darkness.

“Did I wake you?” he asked.

You shook your head and he let out a sigh of relief.

“The thought of your cock down my throat and your lips on my clit did.”

He choked on his own saliva, eyes wide. Had you been dreaming about the same thing he’d been thinking?!

“You wanna try it?”

“Hell yeah!” you responded, kicking off the blanket.

Sleep was overrated when you two could be doing much more exciting things.

Jungwoo

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It had been a long day. Almost unbearably long. So when you both had walked through the threshold of your apartment, Jungwoo didn’t blame you for immediately pulling him to the bedroom and plopping down on the bed, falling asleep almost as soon as your head hit the pillow. Jungwoo, on the other hand, couldn’t fall asleep quite as fast.

With so many exhausting dance practices and constantly moving from one place to the next, his body had gotten used to staying up extremely late and waking up just as early the next morning. In fact, it had come to the point of almost calling himself an insomniac as he always struggled to shut his body down enough to get a few measly hours of sleep. This week off was hopefully going to help with that, but his first night on break was going to do nothing for his sleep schedule if he didn’t wind himself down as effectively as possible.

He stripped off his clothing, dropping them in your hamper by the sink in the bathroom before starting a warm shower and stepping inside. The water worked wonderfully on his muscles and he could feel himself relaxing, his mind becoming hazy as his body slumped against the shower wall.

It wasn’t often that he got the luxury of hot showers. He usually squeezed a shower in after practice after six other people had gone ahead of him. By that point, most of the hot water was long gone and he was left to shiver in the icy, moving in and out as quickly as possible. Tonight, however, the heat felt amazing. So amazing, in fact, that he felt his cock stir. The warmth of the water had, apparently, reminded his dick of your warm, moist walls and how snuggly they held him between them.

His shower ended not long after that. He didn’t bother jacking off. He wouldn’t be able to cum like he did with you, anyways, so there really wasn’t much point. Instead, he dressed in a pair of soft, fuzzy pajamas that you must have laid out for him earlier in the day and crawled into bed beside your sleeping body, casting you a soft smile as he got comfortable on his side, letting his eyes drift closed.

He still couldn’t sleep. But at least he was relaxed and comfortable. That had to account for something. And eventually he’d fall asleep.

“Jungwoo,” your voice mumbled incoherently.

“Did I wake you?” Jungwoo questioned in the darkness, eyes opening to glance at your still figure.

“Jungwoo,” your voice sounded again, except this time, it sounded like a-

A gasp tore past your lips and Jungwoo sat up straight, eyes scanning your body for whatever could possibly be making you make that noise.

“Oh Jungwoo,” you moaned, hips slowly beginning to grind against the air.

Pink seeped to Jungwoo’s ears. Y-you were…

Something in your dream must have snapped you awake because not five seconds later, you were sucking in a deep breath and looking around you, flustered as your eyes met his.

“Nice dream?” Jungwoo choked out.

You squirmed nervously, fidgeting with your fingers under the blanket.

“I-I… yeah,” you mumbled.

Jungwoo didn’t respond. His tongue felt tied to the roof of his mouth as he replayed your actions in his mind, his dick growing harder in his pants the more you thought about it.

“I can’t sleep,” he mumbled finally, breaking the silence.

Your eyes met his again, sympathy painting your features.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” you asked.

“Yes. Ride me,” he answered.

You certainly had no problem with that.

Mark

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Mark winced when the bathroom door slammed closed behind him. He had meant to close it gently, but as he clung to the towel around his waist, he seemed to have lost his hold on the door.

Nervously, he cast a glance in your direction, sighing when it appeared that you hadn’t even rolled over. It was late and he’d just gotten home. The last thing he wanted to do was wake you up, for a multitude of reasons. One of them being you scolding him for staying out with the Dreamies so late. He just couldn’t help it. He felt like he hadn’t seen them in forever.

He padded across the floor to his dresser to grab a pair of boxers when he heard you shift under the blankets, his name falling from your lips in a whisper.

“I’ll be there in a minute,” he called, thinking you were awake.

When you didn’t respond, he thought you’d simply fallen back to sleep, that is, until a breathy moan stopped him dead in his tracks.

“(Y/N)?”

“Of fuck! Mark!” you called out, louder this time.

His mouth ran dry as spun around, eyes wide as they scanned your silhouette under the comforter. Your hips were moving, grinding against nothing, your fingers delicately clutching the top blanket as you threw your head back and moaned again.

Fuck…

Mark could feel his member hardening as he watched your body writhe on the bed, caught up in whatever dream Mark was doing. And damn, dream Mark seemed to be doing a damn good job.

“Mark please!” you begged, eyes still closed tightly.

Mark swallowed thickly, now torn between waking you up and fucking you senseless or simply getting himself off and waiting until morning to make your dream a reality. However as your eyes suddenly flew open, his question was answered for him.

“Mark?” you asked breathlessly.

A smirk crawled onto Mark’s face as he sat down on the edge of the bed, hand finding your thigh under the blankets.

“Fuck me,” you whimpered.

He let the towel drop from his body.

“Your wish is my command,” he grinned before diving under the blankets.

He pushed your thighs apart and pressed a kiss to your clit, making you jolt and whine before kissing up your body.

“How about you tell me what I was doing to you in your dream?” he asked, smirking.

You looked away as embarrassment crept up, but he caught your jaw, making you look at him.

“Tell me.”

“Y-you were eating me out, but you wouldn’t let me cum,” you whined.

His smirk only grew.

“Maybe we’ll have to try that next time,” he said before pressing his member into your heat, making your back arch off the bed in desire.

Haechan

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Sleep was hard to come by for Lee Donghyuck. One would think that after multipe schedules with multiple units he’d be completely tuckered out and seconds from sleep by the time he finally got home, which was partially true.

He was exhausted, but he wasn’t sleepy. Not yet at least. After so many schedules, dance practices specifically, he was wired, energy and adrenaline continuously pumping through his veins. It was his hope that taking a hot shower would wash away the energy and allow him to get some sleep, but as he settled into bed beside your sleeping body, he couldn’t keep away the wiggles.

He squirmed this way and that, but he tried not to move so much he woke you up.

“Hyuck…” your voice groaned.

He paused in his movements, stilling completely as he waited for you to chastise his movements and tell him to sleep on the couch if he couldn’t be still, something he was seriously considering, but when no other words left your lips, he just assumed you were sleep talking like you did at times. Except this time, instead of muttering something else incoherent, a low moan escaped your throat, making Donghyuck’s blood freeze momentarily.

When he did roll over, it was to smirk at your sleeping for, eyebrow raised as he waited for more of his favorite sounds to escape your perfect lips.

With another moan, Donghyuck was on you, hovering over your body as if he expected you to wake up any moment and give him that teasing grin you knew would get you in trouble. However, when you didn’t move, your still as relaxed as a sleeping person’s, he sighed. You weren’t awake. But… That didn’t mean he couldn’t wake you up.

Under the blankets, he shifted his body until his hips where between your spreak thighs. No more sounds had left your mouth and, for a moment, Donghyuck almost felt guilty about wanting you, however, as his cock strained against his too tight boxers, he knew he wasn’t about to use his hand to get himself off, especially not when you and your dreams had caused his issues to begin with.

“Babe.” he whispered, lowering his hips onto yours, pressing his clothed member against your underwear-clad core.

You didn’t respond, head lulling to the side.

Again, Donghyuck toyed with the thought of leaving you to sleep, feeling almost like a creep for being on top of you while you were sleeping, but as your back arched and a loud gasp left your lips, it was game over.

“Right there Hyuck!” you moaned out.

“(Y/N) Wake up!” he snapped, admittedly a little louder than he meant to.

Your eyes snapped open, immediately shrieking at the boy on top of you.

“What are you doing?!” you hissed.

“Do you want to continue your dream?”

Embarrassment crept onto your face, pulling a smirk onto Donghyuck’s.

“W-what?”

“Do you want to continue your dream?”

With a nod, Donghyuck made haste removing your clothes before pressing himself into your heat, drawing a long moan from your lips as you were finally filled.