being a yuta anti is so random because what are you gonna anti him for? respecting women? being against gender roles? being open-minded? being a great singer and dancer? being beautiful? it just doesn’t make sense.
❝ word has it that yuta nakamoto is the new black. personally, i think whoever came up with that is deeply disturbed. ❞
PAIRING ▸ yuta nakamoto x fem!reader (ft. wong yukhei)
GENRES ▸ slow burn, smut, crack, fluff, angst, college au, enemies to lovers, summer romance au, mutual pining
WARNINGS ▸ reader is super shallow at first but !! character development, mentions of family issues, sexual tension, love triangle, yuta and reader bickering all the time, teasing, sneaking around, corruption kink, yuta calls you princess and kitten, fingering, overstimulation, exhibitionism, oral (fem. receiving), i promise it’s fluffy after the angst
SUMMARY ▸ despite having everything in the palm of your hand, you soon realized that not everything could be won over by money and your jaw-dropping looks. unfortunately, you had to come to that conclusion when your birthday present was the bane of your existence, yuta nakamoto.
PLAYLIST ▸ here!
WORD COUNT ▸ 27739 words
AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ i’m so sorry for the wait but it’s here !! thank you so much for your support on this series, it always makes my heart swell to see the love it gets! part of the dunk shot! series but it can be read separately ♡
DIAMONDS WERE A GIRL’S BEST FRIEND, BUT LEE TAEYONG WAS YOURS.
Sometimes, you wished your father sent you off to an elite private university, but you supposed a public university wasn’t too bad when you found the right crowd. The issue for you was that you simply couldn’t relate to the people around you. There was no right crowd when you were a pearl among stones. It wasn’t like you were classist or anything, but public school students just didn’t suit your taste.
Although, Taeyong was an exception to that. You weren’t just settling for him as your best friend because he was all you had, but maybe somewhere deep down in your tiny, diamond-encrusted heart was a space for Lee Taeyong. He had been your rock since high school, after all.
A/N: Hey everyone! I had this idea for a storyline a while back and I just wanted to put it somewhere since I’m planning on keeping the whole fanfic thing (FAR) away from my friends LMAO
Tags: bxb, love triangle, angst, fluff, considering suggestive/smut scenes, high school AU!, discovering sexuality, underage drinking, low-key some trauma, slight violence(?), the last three do not appear in this particular scene but please be cautious if you are sensitive to such topics!!
Here he was. Jeno. A student at an all-boys school and closeted as FUCK. As much as he wanted to deny it, he was crushing on one of the most popular guys in school, Na Jaemin. Gorgeous, charismatic, and utterly confident, gay Jaemin.
Cliche right?
Luckily, he knew how to hide his emotions pretty well. Not that there was anything wrong with him feeling this way, but he felt that Jaemin was way out of his league. He confidence was enough to make even the toughest upperclassmen fall for him, and the thought of having to compete for Jaemin’s hand weighed against Jeno, so he decided to keep to himself. That is, until lunch came around.
He quickly made his way into the cafeteria. To an outsider, his urgency was a bit weird and so was his reason for doing so, but lunch was the only time he got to see Jaemin at school and he didn't care what he looked like at this point. There he sat at his usual spot, surrounded by some of his older friends: Johnny Suh, Nakamoto Yuta, Ten Lee, Jeong Jaehyun, and Kim Jungwoo.
All of them were so handsome...
"Quit staring" a sharp voice called out.
Jeno jumped at the sudden command.
"I was not staring, Renjun. Get your head outta your ass."
he breathed a sigh of relief seeing the familiar face in front of him.
"Mhm, whatever you say Jen."
Renjun hummed while putting an apple on his tray. If there was anyone who could spot bs, it was Renjun. The one thing he failed to notice though was the love-stricken look plastered on Jeno's face as he daydreamed of Jaemin whenever he wasn't looking, but at the same time, maybe that was for the better.
"Seriously though Jeno, I don't know why you have such an obsession with being popular these days. It's so overrated."
Jeno rolled his eyes, this was so not about wanting to be popular, but for the sake of hiding his feelings, he went along with Renjun's narrative.
"Overrated? Don't you think it'd be cool to be invited to those parties Ten-hyung is always hosting?"
"You mean the ones littered with drunken bastards and brainless nobodies? Hard pass."
Renjun answered plainly. Parties weren't his scene. He didn't really see the appeal in socializing with a bunch of blowouts. Jeno shrugged, not caring too much about the conversation at hand.
"We're meeting at your place later though right?" he asked, changing the topic.
"When have we not? ," Renjun smiled before being cut off by the bell signaling that lunch was over, "see you later dork!" he said before heading back to class.
"Dork? Try a better line next time. I'll be there at 5!" Jeno laughed as he called out after him.
As he packed up his things, Jeno's eyes landed on a folded piece of paper left on the ground which seemed to be Renjun's. He bent down to pick it up without giving it a second thought and shoved it into his pocket before popping up and-
"Woah, careful there love! You nearly killed me!" said a honey-sweet voice.
Jeno looked up to find his one and only fruity obsession crush, Jaemin, smiling brightly at him. He felt his heart pound at the close proximity, and the smile on Jaemin's perfectly sculpted face didn't make his racing heart slow in the slightest. Who could blame him though? His smile was heavenly, his eyes were the stars, and his aura was intoxicating. But nonetheless, Jeno sucked in a breath and took on a cool composure.
"Ah, sorry"
was all he said as he patted Jaemin's shoulder nonchalantly before heading to class.
Jaemin who was still with shock watched Jeno's broad frame leave his view. No one his age had ever acted so coolly in front of him. Normally, his classmates would be too shy to approach him, and let's not even get started on those who felt they had a 'thing' for him.
It also didn't help that his older friends were pretty flawless and built guys either, it was like he had his own brand of personal bodyguards. Granted he loved them to the ends of the Earth, but he admitted to himself that they unintentionally made it a bit difficult for him to make friends his age.
"Ooh, tough guy~" Johnny cooed, breaking Jaemin from his trance.
"And cute too!" Jungwoo happily remarked as Jaemin tried to hide a smile.
"Alright, let's get you to class before you start creating those fake scenarios you're always talking about" Johnny said jokingly, placing a hand on Jaemin's back.
Little did they know, Jeno's calm exterior was a total facade and in reality he was practically dying on the inside, cursing himself for acting so weird and cold in front of Jaemin, and in front of all of his friends nonetheless.Once school ended, Jeno collected his bike from the bike racks and made his way home. Normally he'd just go straight to Renjun's, but he felt the need to take a shower considering they had to run a mile in the sweltering heat during PE today.
Meanwhile, Renjun waited for his older brother. Xiaojun often drove home from work, just to bike to Renjun's school to walk him home. The two of them were really close but Xiaojun was always busy with work and those rare bonding times were always appreciated (even if he had to walk since Renjun still didn't earn how to ride a bike.)
"Jeno's coming over later m'kay?" Renjun said while looking down and tightening the straps of his backpack.
"Ooh lover boy huh?" his brother said teasingly.
"Oh shut up" Renjun retorted, trying to suppress a smile.
"C'mon Injun, I see the way you look at him when he's over. I'm not stupid y'know?" his older brother said with a chuckle.
"Ah, did you give him the note by the way?" he suddenly remembered.
Renjun let out a defeated sigh,
"No..."
"WHAT?" Xiaojun said, abruptly coming to a stop as they pulled into their driveway.
"Jun, you literally said you were gonna do it today. Two weeks before your surgery remember?? You had a whole plan!"
His brother's voice sounded with urgency, making Renjun cower at the word 'surgery.'
"Hey, it's just a cataract calm your tits. People get eye surgery all the time. And besides, I looked up the rates of surgical failure and my odds are fine, so don't say it like I'm gonna die." he said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Pshh of course you did. Renjun, listen to me." Xiaojun said, turning to face his younger brother, "Your eyes aren't functioning properly. I don't need to remind you what happened, do I?"
To your average bystander, Xiaojun sounded like your typical nagging older brother, but the truth is, he was scared. Terrified even. His little brother would be needing surgery that could potentially make him blind for life and it would be all on his conscience considering what happened...
"SHIT!" Renjun said, ripping Xiaojun from his sentiment.
"DUDE!" he said, slapping the back of his brother's head, "What's wrong with you?"
"THE NOTE IS GONE." Renjun choked in a panicked state after triple-checking his pockets.
"Hey relax. Did you put your name on it?"
"WELL OBVIOUSLY."
"IDIOT. If you were just gonna hand it to him, why'd you sign it? He'd obviously know it was from you!" Xiaojun said ready to smack him a second time.
"I'm done for...." Renjun whispered, making Xiaojun lower his hand.
He dragged himself into the garage in misery and opened the door to their house, before stepping inside. Without another word, Renjun made his way to his room, plopping onto his bed with a groan.
"Stupid. Stupid. Stupid," he muttered into his pillow.
He didn't know why he felt this way about his best friend. He hated it. The butterflies he got when Jeno called him a silly nickname. Or the way they'd playfully tease each other.
He knew Jeno wasn't like that.
It made him feel so complicated inside. Why couldn't he just see Jeno as a friend? The way he saw him?
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
"Lover boy's here!" Xiaojun called out.
Shit. There was no way it was already 5 o'clock. Renjun checked his phone. Sure enough, it read 4:00pm. You'd think Renjun was the calm type. The only who was always organized and kept his room clean, but Renjun's chaotic actions of frantically tidying up and spraying his room with cologne said otherwise.
"Of all days to come early without warning Jeno..." he mumbled, as he went to answer the door.
"Party's hereeee!!" Jeno practically bounced his way into the Xiao-Huang household for the fifth time this week. Despite not having any classes together, Jeno always came over to work on homework with Renjun (and to hang out of course).
As he pushed past the doorway, his large frame nearly pushed against Renjun's and his natural smell of fresh linen engulfed Renjun, making him forget to speak.
Renjun opened his mouth to say something, but was of course cut off by his overly excited older brother.
"JEEEEEENOOOOOO!"
"DEJUUUUUUUUUNN!"
Ah yes, the greeting these two idiots gave each other on those rare days Xiaojun was home at this hour. Sometimes Renjun wondered if Jeno really came here for him or his brother instead.
While in mid-conversation with Xiaojun, Jeno was being dragged by Renjun towards his room. Renjun glanced back at Xiaojun, shooting him a dirty look, to which he responded with turning around and making out with the air (cause that's what brother's do).
"Eager now are we?" Jeno asked teasingly, seeing Renjun close the door behind them in frustration.
"Yeah, eager to start your homework." Jun said matter-of-factly.
"Ok listen Jun, it's only math I need help with. Other than that? I'm practically a genius." Jeno said with satisfaction while crossing his arms.
"I- totally."
"I'll prove it. Screw your ways! I'll do my math on my own today. Just watch me." Jeno rolled up his sleeves, determined to show off his undeniable skill.
After about 10 minutes Renjun heard Jeno groan in agony.
"Junnieeeeeeee" he whined.
"Hmm?"
"I... I..." Jeno began and stopped, not being able to form the words that would hurt his pride.
"You need help huh?" Renjun said, still looking down at his own schoolwork.
Jeno nodded in defeat, looking at Renjun with puppy eyes to catch his attention.
"Ugh fine" Renjun said playfully rolling his eyes as he patted the empty spot next to him.
"Yes!" Jeno said happily plopping beside Renjun on his bed.
Jeno and Renjun were always just homies, but to Jeno there was something different in this moment. Was it Renjun's stern and focused expression? Was it the way the sunlight kissed his cheeks through the small crack of the blinds? Was it because they were both on his bed? Was it because his cologne made him feel at home?
"Is staring your new hobby Jen?" Renjun said tilting his head.
Bruh. Jeno didn't even realize his eyes were glued to Renjun. He cleared his throat.
"You have a pimple." he pointed.
"WHAT? WHERE?" Renjun said on the brink of a heart attack.
"Kidding" Jeno replied with a satisfied smile.
"You little shit-"
Renjun grabbed a nearby pillow and slammed it against Jeno's smug face. Handsome yet irritating, he thought as a smile snuck onto his lips, seeing the shock on Jeno's face.
"Oh it's on!" Jeno yelled before tackling Renjun.
"Hey guys, I brought some snacks just in case-"
The view in front of Xiaojun was almost enough to make him drop the plate of fresh fruit on Renjun's carpet. His brother sprawled on his bed, while Jeno hovered above him pinning him down.
"I... Imma just leave this here..." he said while placing the plate on the floor cautiously, before backing away from the doorway.
Jeno and Renjun awkwardly looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.
Eventually, the two boys finished their work, with the help of Renjun's nagging of course, and Jeno was set to go home. He mounted his bike as Renjun was about to send him off, but he felt like he had more to say.
"Hey um," Jeno started, "Could I ask you something?"
"Sure, what's up?" Renjun said a bit nervously.
"You ever... you know, feel things towards anyone at school?" he said embarrassed.
Them being at an all-boys-school, Renjun got what he was referring to and felt his heart leap out of his chest. Jeno was the one who made him feel like that, and he didn't even know he was doing it now.
"Yeah... I get what you mean..." Renjun said quietly.
Jeno's eyes lit up, thankful that his best friend understood how he felt.
"WHEW. THANK FUCK." he breathed in a hefty sigh of relief, "ah, also," Jeno rummaged through his pockets, "pretty sure this is yours," he held out his palm with the folded piece of paper he picked up at lunch sitting there.
Renjun froze at the sight of the familiar white paper which held his deepest and most coveted secret. Jeno gently slide his hand onto Renjun's wrist, pressing the note into his empty hand before flashing him with his signature charming smile and speeding off home on his bike.
Renjun watched him, still frozen in place. He knows. There was no doubt about it. There was no way he didn't read it and ask that question so out of the blue. Jeno knows. Renjun's heart beat faster. But did he feel the same way?
His hands hesitated as you laid yourself out in front of him wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties. You ran your hand through your hair and arched your back a bit accentuating your curves and driving him deeper into madness. You were the first girl he’d be doing this with and saying he was nervous would be a massive understatement. To him you were the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen and here you were practically naked in his bed.
Your hands made their way towards his and took him out of his frozen state. You then guided his cold hands along your torso making you shiver. You slowly led him up to your chest before pulling your hands back and leaving his there. His eyes were fixed to where his hands sat and he looked back up at you for approval. You gave him an encouraging nod and his hands cupped your breasts letting a wave of pleasure to shoot through you.
Summary: Your boyfriend ditches your offer to watch a game, but you go with your friends and bump into one of your classmates
Warnings: slight ✨profanity✨
You sighed as you checked your messages. It was the big basketball game tonight at your school and your boyfriend stood you up, again. What an asshole. Nothing you weren’t used to though.
You and your friends headed toward the gym and you fixed your blouse before entering. The bleachers buzzed with a mix of shit-talking and screaming from students and coaches alike and you desperately searched for an open spot when the glimpse of a wave caught your attention. It was filled with the same energy the crowd held and more. To your surprise, it was Mark Lee from your art class waving at you so eagerly.
Art was the only class you two had together and despite him being the new transfer this year, it was you who still felt a bit awkward when talking to him. He was pretty damn good-looking if you were being completely honest and not to mention, a total sweetheart. It only made it more nerve-wracking that the popular group who practically claimed him surrounded Mark at this very moment. Nonetheless, his bouncing frame signaled you to come over and you reluctantly deviated from your small circle to say hello.
You approached his group a bit more relaxed seeing that everyone was too busy on the game. A few of your classmates greeted you with handshakes and you held out your hand to Mark, but when you looked down to where he sat, his eyes gleamed and his arms were extended for a hug. You were slightly confused. You never hugged him before, but guess there’s a first for everything. You corrected your posture and leaned down only to trip on his shoe as you came close. Shit. When you opened your eyes, your breath hitched as you found yourself in an awkward position. You looked down at him with your hand braced on his broad shoulder and both his hands securing your waist in place like this was some scene out of a high school kdrama.
Now everyone who wasn’t paying attention suddenly was and it didn't help that your chest was spilling out of your shirt directly in front of Mark. You quickly straightened up collecting yourself and began apologizing profusely to the blond boy in front of you. Amazingly, he held a smile and reassured you despite his friends cheering him on and the girl who normally throws herself at him radiating pure rage. Your cheeks grew hot as you turned away on your heels and made your way back to your friends. What in the Wattpad...
