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˚ ˗ˏˋ autumn — she/her — minor  · ˚.✧˚ ·.

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% treacherous

pairings: jeno x fem!reader || wc: 1k || warnings: light swearing || inspiration: treacherous by taylor swift

❝ put your lips close to mine // as long as they don't touch // out of focus, eye to eye // till the gravity’s too much // i’ll do anything you say // if you say it with your hands // i’d be smart to walk away // but you’re quicksand. ❞

jeno is drying his hair with his towel as he walks through the door of his bedroom. having just finished another round of basketball with mark, he’s fresh out of the shower, clean as he’ll ever be. 

he cracks a smile when he sees you sitting cross-legged on his bed, absorbed in another of his books. “is that tuesdays with morrie?”

you look up at him coming in, and immediately slam your eyes shut. “put a shirt on.”

but alas, it’s too late. the image of jeno’s bare torso has already been imprinted on the underside of your eyelids, and you hate yourself for blushing.

jeno grins and treads over on light feet. the scent of his shampoo permeates the air around you, and you sense his presence right before he whispers right next to your ear.

“no.”

more under the cut!

you flinch away from him, the feeling of his breath against your earlobe a little too much for your poor heart to handle. rolling your eyes (with your eyelids still closed), you push his bare torso away and face the other direction before allowing light to enter your pupils once again.

he laughs at your antics, and grudgingly pulls a random shirt over his head, one he finds draped over the back of his chair. 

“it’s good, isn’t it? the book?” he pulls his chair over to the bed, and sits next to the edge, your back still facing him.

you’re still suspicious. “are you fully clothed yet?”

he chuckles. “yes, y/n, i’ve put my shirt on.”

satisfied that he’d no longer be distracting you with his annoyingly toned chest, you turn and crawl over the sheets to where he is, ready to engage in conversation.

you plop the book down in front of you, and nod. “yeah, it’s really good.” the small smile that rests on your lips brings forth a bigger one on jeno’s face.

“told ya. and you didn’t believe me.” jeno sticks his tongue out at you.

offended, you stick your tongue out right back at him. “well, how was i supposed to know a jock like you would actually have good taste in books? it’s not like you read a lot, anyway.”

“just because i don’t bump into people while my nose is buried in a book doesn’t mean i don’t read,” jeno teases, leaning forward to study your reaction.

“shut up! that was months ago! and you said you’d stop bringing it up already!” you protest against this sudden attack on your clumsy nature.

you’d known jeno your whole life, him being your best friend’s brother. but you’d only really gotten close about a couple months ago, when, as rudely mentioned by him, you’d accidentally walked into him in the hallways while reading a book.

jeno laughs, the sound a clear declaration of amusement. “alright, alright, i won’t talk about it anymore. though it was rather cute, to have you crash into me like that.”

you give him a look of such confusion and disgust that he laughs again.

“what i mean is, i’m not mad you did. i’m… kind of glad it happened, anyway.”

you huff, the action propelling strands of your hair into the air. “yeah, continue to be cheesy, why don’t you.”

the slightest hint of a smirk appears on his face. “would you rather i be more forward…?”

you harrumph. “it might be nice for a change,” you say airily, not really meaning it.

jeno stares at you for a while more, the half-smile still on his face. then, without a warning, he pitches forward, entrapping you between his arms.

“what-”

before you can react, his face is mere inches from yours, and a strand of his hair falls in your eyes.

his nose is almost touching the tip of your own, and he’s too close for your eyes to focus on him. his lips are hovering just centimeters away, teasing you, daring you to close the gap.

you look up at his eyes. they’re not looking into yours, instead drifting downwards to where your lips are. holy hell, you think to yourself, he’s hot.

jeno wants to do it. he wants to touch his lips to yours, reduce the space between you to nothing, to wrap himself around you and never let go. never let the space grow. he’s still struggling with control, wanting to push you further, test your limits with him. 

he wants you.

just as you think he’d finally made up his mind, the doorknob turns, the clanking of the metal jarring in contrast to the utter silence before that. the both of you jolt out of whatever reverie you were intertwined in, and launch yourselves backwards, you onto the bed, and jeno back into his chair.

“y/n! there you are, i was looking for you,” your best friend, jordynn, bounces into the room, her thick hair flying about. “c’mon, stop talking to my brother already. we’ve got a barbie movie marathon to watch!” she tugs gently on your arm, inviting you to her room.

you chuckle. “of course, jord. let’s go!” jordynn’s face splits into a grin, and she quite literally drags you out of the room. but before you step out, you shoot a glance at jeno. 

reality has hit the pair of you. this is why you could never attempt a romance. jeno is your best friend’s brother. if you were to get involved with each other, then what was to happen if someday, the romance ended? was jordynn to choose sides? would it make it awkward for you to come over? what would her parents think?

jeno was, by the unsaid bestie-code, completely off-limits.

unfortunately, you’ve always had a tendency to like what you could never have.

this love is treacherous.

© marklilies, 2022. all rights reserved.

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[marklilies]

HELP I JUST READ WHAT ARE WE AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH AAAAAAHHH thank you for gracing us with your soul 😌

AAAAAAAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE COMPLIMENT IM BLUSHING HDJSGSJSHSJSG ❤️❤️❤️🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧

no no thank YOU for gracing me with your esteemed presence and kind words 😍😍 youre too cute <3

[marklilies]

oh love i really really hope ur not overworking urself :( take care and get enough water and sleep!! or else 💥🔫😍 also autumn is such a pretty name <3

hello sweetie <3 awww thank you so much for the reminders :(( youre too cute ❤️❤️

but im going to give you a big UNO REVERSEE because you need the water, sleep and rest too okay?

NAHHH UR TOO SWEET THANK YOUUU ❤️❤️❤️ mwah

[marklilies]

% what are we?

pairings: haechan x gn!reader || wc: 0.66k || warnings: none

a gentle knocking on the door draws you out of the intricate world of hotel du lac. you lift your eyes from the pages as the door creaks open, and donghyuck sticks his head into the room. 

“couldn’t sleep,” he whispers, clutching his blanket around him. 

“mark couldn’t either?”

“no, just me.”

more under the cut!

“why didn’t you go find jeno or something?”

“cause i knew he would kick me out.”

the corner of your lips tilts upwards in a teasing smirk. “and who’s to say i won’t?”

donghyuck’s eyes immediately narrow, and he huffs in annoyance. “jerk,” he mutters, retreating out of the doorway and shutting the door firmly behind him. 

“wait, hyuck-!” it’s too late by the time the words make it out of your mouth, and you give a deep sigh. tossing your blanket off your legs, you make your way to the door, lips pursed and eyes rolling. 

you pull the door open. “just so you know, i was in a very comfortable position.”

donghyuck is standing outside with his back against the wall, not even trying to pretend that he wasn’t just waiting for you to chase him back in. 

he grins at you lopsidedly, messy hair getting in his eyes as he slips past you into the bedroom. “loser.”

he dives into your bed, burying himself under the covers. when he surfaces, his head pops out from the top of the blanket, eyes glinting cheekily over the hem of the sheets. 

you nudge him with your knee, signalling him to make space, and he obliges. his arm, however, sneaks behind your back and around your shoulders as you plonk yourself back down on what little space he has allowed you. of course, there’s no way you’d let him have his way, so you leave a substantial gap between the two of you, even if that makes you sit precariously on the edge. 

just as you resume your reading, you feel your torso tilt sideways, towards donghyuck. your head comes to rest on his shoulder, if at a very awkward angle. 

you raise your eyebrows at him. “what do you think you’re doing?”

donghyuck says nothing in response, instead staring at you. you refuse to concede to whatever he’s trying to convey with his intense gaze, but a minute of eye contact proves too much even for you, and you huff for the third time since he’s presented himself at your door.

you shift yourself such that the both of your legs are touching, and lean into his shoulder, head on his chest. “couldn’t you just ask like a normal person?”

“no. we’re not even dating.”

“that’s a moot point, hyuck. even we think we’re dating sometimes.”

donghyuck makes a non-committal noise of vague agreement, and pulls you closer, such that your head is tucked neatly under his chin. 

for a while, peace is restored, and his light breaths are warm against the top of your head. 

you flip your hand upwards, as if demanding something from donghyuck, and he reacts by doing exactly what you want — putting his hand in yours. 

“sleep,” donghyuck yawns, hand curling around the curve of your waist. he knocks the book out of your hands (of course he would), and pulls you down into the tangle of sheets with him. you follow without much protest, flipping the light switch at your bedside. 

in the dark room, only the outline of the curtains can be seen, bright moonlight silhouetting its rectangular shape. donghyuck holds you to his chest, and asks, “so what are we?”

you turn your head to the side, pressing your cheek against his collarbones. “more than friends.”

“lovers?”

“not lovers.”

“friends with benefits?”

“we don’t reproduce.” 

he snickers at your avoidance of the three-lettered word. “fine then. so what are we?”

you remain silent for a very long time, and he almost thinks you're asleep when you reply with a tone of finality.

“we are what we are, and that’s enough.”

© marklilies, 2022. all rights reserved.

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[marklilies]

i am. back from the dead

[marklilies]

Hiiiii autumn how are you my love? 🙁💕

You haven't been online for a while so i thought I'd check up on u :(( <33

AHANAAAAAAAA IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN ONLINE IN FOREVER 😭😭😭 school really keeping me busy 💔

thank u so much for checking up on me :((( you’re so sweet ILYYYY 💗💗💗

how are you doing?? i haven’t talked to you in forever 😭

[marklilies]

swiftie and a markf?!?!?!? taste🤌

JDSJHSJSDHJSHDSJDH NO CAUSE I STAN ANYONE WHOS A SWIFTIE AND A MARKF 💪💪💪

u too 💗💗💗

[marklilies]

hi there :) we’ve never spoken before (at least i don’t think so? lol) but i just wanted to pop in and say that i love love LOVE your works!! you and some other writers have inspired me to write and i’m grateful for that <3

(my pronouns are she/her and my name is shree 😜)

hello hello!! sorry for the late reply, i haven’t been online in like 3 months 😭😭😭

OMG OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭😭 it means the world to me that people are still reading my stuff even though i’m super inactive 😭😭 💗💗💗💗

ooooo yes writing is so fun!! i’m so glad i got to be an inspiration to you 😍😍 i’m grateful to you for motivating me to write more :D

hello there shree 👀👀 my name is autumn and my pronouns are also she/her! it’s nice to meet you >:D

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@i-m4rk no way 😱😱 it’s us! 😍🤩

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