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// Everything I write is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
smut warning: m/m/f, puppy play, hair pulling, teasing, some switching, oral(F receiving), hand jobs, boys touching, cum eating, dirty talk, just smut
Haechan yanks Jeno by the scalp, chunk of hair gathered in his fist tightly. Pulling him across the bed, landing soft slaps on his cheek. He laughs as Jeno’s head shakes irritated, cheeks puffing up with annoyance. Leaning in he presses their foreheads together, mumbling against Jeno’s spit slicked lips- “What a bad bad puppy.”
Jeno grunts, eyes half-lidded glaring at Haechan’s amused expression. You whine, kicking at the bed where they’re wasting time. Scratching down Haechan’s bare back. “Stop messing around! Someone fucking do something before I scream.”
Jeno grunts, eyes half-lidded glaring at Haechan’s amused expression. You whine, kicking at the bed where they’re wasting time. Scratching down Haechan’s bare back. “Stop messing around! Someone fucking do something before I scream.”
Haechan’s back dips in under your claws. Hold on Jeno’s hair tugging roughly, dragging him between your legs. Jeno falls onto all fours, crawling forward between your parted thighs.
“You heard her puppy, do something.” Haechan commands, shoving Jeno’s face down. Nose smack landing against your naked core. Jeno snarls, releasing a low throaty growl. His head aches where Haechan rips at his scalp cruelly. His mockery continuing, flicking Jeno’s forehead- “Bad puppy. Are you a bad puppy Jeno?”
Jeno’s mouth tightens, slamming your thighs apart completely spreading you open. Large hands masking your inner thighs, deeply inhaling your wet center. He’d never admit how much the nickname effected him. Cock twitching with every taunting use of the word.
“Please Jeno..” you curl up desperately. Pleading with your wet exposed middle rolling up. Pussy dragging down his chin leaving behind a trail of wetness. Haechan tsks, pulling your back against his chest. Hand gripping around your chin squeezing your cheeks together.
“Whose Jeno, hmm?” Haechan’s grip tightens, fingernails digging into the fatty flesh of your cheeks. Shaking your head side to side aiding in the dizzying heat scouring it’s way through up your stomach. “That’s nothing but a dumb, stupid, bad puppy.”
Jeno growls ferociously, dipping in wrapping his lips around your bundle of nerves with a mean suck. Struggled air blows from your forced pouted lips, legs wildly kicking out around Jeno. Haechan’s grin appears, leaning forward languidly dragging his tongue from your lips up between your brows.
“Stupid puppy eating you out good baby? Is that what you want?” Haechan snickers. Planting a wet kiss atop your head, releasing your jaw only to reach down. Bending you both in closer to Jeno ravaging at your core. He reaches further, smacking the back of Jeno’s head. Face lifting revealing crazed eyes, chin dripping in your arousal.
“Did I fucking say you could stop?” Haechan’s voice deepens. Abruptly pushing Jeno back down. Tongue sinking in, curling up inside of your walls. Gusts of breath’s pant between lewd sounds of tongue lapping up your juices. Jeno succumbing to the character, lower half dropping flat fucking his hips down. Cock seeking friction against your sheets like some pathetic horny puppy.
“That’s it puppy.” Haechan exasperates. Thickly swallowing down the arousal rising up the back of his throat. Hands ripping tufts of Jeno’s hair. Arms flexing around you as he forces Jeno’s face to press against your core. He bites your ear, teeth dragging your lobe, spitting out- “Don’t fucking stop until she cums.”
“Haecha…” a cry bursts from your lungs. Chest weighed down as impending orgasm builds. Jeno’s relentless, thrusting into your bed hard enough for the headboard to smack against your wall. Groaning and growling with aggressive shakes of his mouth. Drag lapping across your folds, pulling and sucking you with hunger. Haechan’s occasional rough tugs at his scalp earning deep rumbled whimpers. Pained puppy sounds only Jeno can achieve. Vibrations traveling from his tongue up your hole. Your ass lifts, fucking down on his tongue faster with trembling thighs.
“My slutty little babies gonna cum.” Haechan moans, licking up the side of your face. Parted lips gasping hot air against your dampened forehead. “Tell him.. tell him what a good puppy he is, won’t you? Tell him how good he’s eating that dirty pussy.”
Your head nods rapidly, orgasm ripping through when Jeno’s thumb circles your clit. Haechan forcing you to watch Jeno slurp up your release. A ruthless grip around your throat locking your gaze on him.
“S-such..such…good..” you grit, shaking lips stuttering your speech. Jeno’s eyes roll back, licking your walls clean. Tongue painting your cunt in spit, sucking your sensitive tingling nerves with every pass. “..puppy.”
“Dirty sloppy puppy.” Haechan pulls Jeno up by his hair again. Mouth hung open obscenely covered in all of you. Eyelashes clumped together by your climax. “What a dirty boy.”
“Haechan…be nice” you weakly sit up against him. Patting his tight forearm muscles. Heart beat slowing to a calm pace. You drag tips of your fingers over Jeno’s bottom lip. “Let him go. He did good.”
“Be nice?” Haechan’s eyes widen looking at you in fake shock. Snapping his focus back to Jeno, he pushes him back down. “Did you hear that puppy? You did good. You can do better than that.”
The back of your head tosses side to side on Haechan’s shoulder. Mouth falling open with a shout, back dipping up in strained arch. Jeno’s jaw widening, tongue covering your pussy. Lifting an inch away only to spit, returning to your clit working you into a frenzy.
“Haech….ah…no! hurts!” You squirm, digging nails into his arms. Scratching the wire like veins leading to his hands. Eyes squeezing together as Jeno speeds up. Tongue laving around your clit hitting every nerve. Both too familiar with how to get you off.
“Fuck her with your tongue puppy. You’re better than good aren’t you baby?” Haechan questions. Groaning behind you digging his hard angry length into your lower back. Hand stroking through Jeno’s sore head, scratching at his nape. “Doing so good pup.”
Jeno’s lost, lost between your thighs eating up every bit of you. Nothing left untouched, tongue working magic driving your orgasm into a speeding rush. Haechan’s hand drops from his head, slapping your mound intensely. Smirking when you shout noisily, fingers tapping your engorged abused clit.
Jeno’s tongue fucks your hole, head bouncing up and down. Dragging in and out with pointed thrusts. Haechan circling your clit, slapping between each painful rip of pleasure. Fever like orgasm reaching temperature high, sending your eyes rolling back. Vision blurring with a mixture of blacks and whites. Electric tingling shocks running down your limbs. Moaned yelling breaking into broken wails.
Jeno doesn’t stop despite your cries protesting. Hidden animal like nature coming out, sucking your folds harshly. Mouth pulling back stretching your skin between his swelling lips.
“That’s enough pup.” Haechan shoves him away. Jeno’s neck snapping, glaring darkly at the other. Hand reaching up wiping his lips clean with the back of his hand. He pounces him in seconds, grabbing Haechan’s forearms. Straddling him with ease, hard cocks rubbing together as he sits down on him.
“Whose the bad boy now?” Jeno questions. Face coming down near Haechan’s, rolling his hips down in time with his loud breathing. Haechan’s features twist, jerking up. Stomachs clenching as their cocks messily rub together. Precum shining around Haechan’s bellybutton like a mark of ownership.
“Get down, puppy.” Haechan groans pained, dropping Jeno’s shoulder back until he lays flat against your bed. He grips around his cock squeezeing painfully. Quickly shimmying over Jeno’s thigh, setting his ass down on his hip. Haechan slaps his reaching hands away, stroking his pulsing cock. His plump lips part spilling drool slowly, wrapping their lengths together between struggling long fingers.
“Fuck” Jeno’s hips jerk under Haechan. Cock beating violently against the others. Haechan’s hand unable to fully wrap around their sizes combined. His forearms flex encircling their hardened members with a suffocating grip. Spit and precum smoothening each pump up and down. Tips spilling out copious amounts of wetness rubbing against each other.
You situate behind Haechan. Pecking tired lazy kisses over his back. Strained muscles working in succession with each flick of his wrists. Deep rasped groans mix with pretty moans in front of you. Jeno’s stomach twitching in time with Haechan’s fastening fisted hold around them. Your hands slip down past Haechan’s hip indents, tickling against each dip along the way. Cupping and squeezing his meaty inner thighs. His breath quickens, chest rising rapidly as he involuntarily grinds against Jeno’s hip. Lower half jerking into the one below him as heat bursts into flames in his stomach.
“Ohh..” Haechan’s neck sinks forward. Your hands reaching lower fondling their heavy sacks. Jeno jolts up letting out a pained shout. Cock head dribbling the smallest spurt of cum as he controls himself against your bed, holding back. Angry neck veins on full display, gritting murmured screams behind pursed lips. “..f-ffuck”
Haechan’s teeth dig into his fat lower lip, whining muffled cries. Chest jittering and convulsing, shooting sticky loads of cum across Jeno’s defined abdomen. Hot spurts spilling between each crevice of muscle, glazing his damp skin like sun bouncing off a pool of water. Jeno powerfully thrusts up bouncing you both, cum shooting up near his reddened nipples. Chest dipping in losing his breath.
Haechan hunches under your weight, your arms stretching further around him massaging their combined mess into Jeno’s twitching stomach.
“What a good puppy.” You sigh, lifting your filthy fingers to Haechan’s open mouth. Tongue wrapping around you sucking off the blend of cum.
Jeno sits up, trapping Haechan between your bodies. Licking around your hand coating in Haechan’s drool. Half lidded eyes staring at each other, mumbling against the corner of his lips. Haechan gagging around your fingers seeping deeper down his throat.
Jeno bites at his jaw, low whisper tracing his skin- “that’s my good boy.”
a/n: might just do smut filled nohyuck drabbles once in awhile bc why not🌚
Preview: “Bun, why don’t you go dry off in Renjun’s room? I’ll be there in a minute.” Haechan smiles at you cutely, nodding down the hall. You bounce on your way with a scrunch of your nose following his request.
Jaemin fiddles with the zipper on Haechan’s bag sneaking a peak inside. Curiosity getting the best of him, his brows shoot up in confusion- “what’s with the camera?”
“You owe me, you know..” Haechan quirks a brow. Prodding his index finger between Jaemin’s broad chest. Lingering seconds too long tracing down to his abs. “I need a favor.”
Pairing: 00’line x female bunny hybrid reader
Word Count: 4k
Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut- a lot of smut, series
Smut Warning: Haechan’s a bit sadistic, camera use, spitting, gagging, choking, degradation, too much dirty talk, ass play, voyeur, sex toys, cum shots, multiple orgasms, yea it’s filth.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 |
a/n: happy 1 month anniversary to this fic🐰💘
“What kind of surprise?!?” You jump up excitedly nearly dropping the towel tied around your chest. Your hands eagerly reach for the bag in Haechan’s hand. He breaks out into a devilish grin lifting the gift further away too far out of reach.
“Can’t spoil the surprise now, can I baby?” He questions too adorably, batting pretty eyelashes at you. Coyly tapping your twitching nose with his free hand.
“But I wantttttttt it!” You whine like a little spoiled brat. Exactly what Haechan wants. He pecks your forehead with a mumbled ‘patience’.
“Bun, why don’t you go dry off in Renjun’s room? I’ll be there in a minute.” Haechan smiles at you cutely, nodding down the hall. You bounce on your way with a scrunch of your nose following his request.
Jaemin fiddles with the zipper on Haechan’s bag sneaking a peak inside. Curiosity getting the best of him, his brows shoot up in confusion- “what’s with the camera?”
“You owe me, you know..” Haechan quirks a brow. Prodding his index finger between Jaemin’s broad chest. Lingering seconds too long tracing down to his abs. “I need a favor. You’re good with cameras right?”
Jaemin glares at him, tsking out of the side of his lips. “A favor? You want me to suffer you mean.”
Haechan shrugs, opening the gift bag for Jaemin to get a peak inside. His mouth falling open long enough for a fly to buzz through and back out again.
“A maid costume?!” He exclaims full of surprise. Half unsure why he’s surprised, this is Haechan after all. “You’re seriously about to film your little fantasy hentai?”
“No. You are.” Haechan laughs shoving his bag into Jaemin’s bare chest. “I’m gonna help bun get dressed up. You go put on some pants, at least. Meet us in Renjun’s room.”
Jaemin grumbles left behind, watching Haechan cockily strut down the hall. Rolling his eyes, irritated he didn’t come up with the idea himself. It made sense for Haechan to record footage of private intimate moments. He would be missing out on time with you when 127s schedules picked up again.
Jaemin opens up the camera, grimacing as a video of Haechan jerking off plays. His features twist in disgusts unable to look away. Haechan moans your name, sucking around fingers. Tips pressing to his hardened nipples, the background a white tile wall. Clearly hiding in the dorms shower. Jaemin’s eyes widen snapping the view finder shut as Haechan approaches his climax. Head shaking, rolling his shoulders back attempting to erase the memory from his mind. As if he wasn’t about to witness and help film much worse.
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“Open it up baby.” Haechan’s bright teeth shine. Smile widening gazing dreamingly at you on your knees. Cock beating against the inside of his thigh after you settled down in front of him completely bared. Walking in on you rubbing lotion over your damp skin like no big deal. Renjun probably got to enjoy this everyday. His fingers tighten around his jean covered thighs, annoyed by the thought. Choosing to pretend you didn’t fuck anyone the other day. Cleansing the story clear from his mind. This would be your first time ‘together’. That’s all that mattered now.
“What is it?” You hold up a thin sheer black and white frilly material. Eyes going cross eyed looking over the apron like garment. Pulling out an added accessory to perch on the top of your head.
“It’s a maid costume bun.” Haechan explains. Reaching out, he holds the flimsy material against your perky chest with a satisfied smirk. “Try it on, I’ll help you.”
You stand up, knees indented with the print of carpet from kneeling. Turning bare assed toward Haechan. Eyeing the tiny apron over your chest in front of Renjun’s closet mirror. He moves behind you, stroking your hair to the side off your back. Lips press to your shoulder planting soft kisses up to your half dried nape.
“What do you think bun? You like it baby?” Haechan asks amused. Working hands around your waist to tie the apron up. Fingertips tingle your spine, gently tapping upward. Lips continuously trail kisses across your upper back. His dark eyes visible through the mirror. Watching for your reactions over your shoulder.
“It’s really pretty..” you shyly respond now. Heat igniting in your chest the more his sweet touches paint your skin. Flames rising beneath your rounded happy cheeks. Haechan reminding you silently how easily you fall for his small gestures.
“You’re really pretty. Only looks so good cause it’s on you.” Haechan sighs as if he just awoke from a perfect nights sleep. Hands slide back down your back slowly. Taking time to trace over your shape. Cupping around your backside, squeezing your hips gently. “You forgot the bottoms bun”
The door opens half way, Jaemin distracted pushing at different buttons on the camera. Kicking it shut behind him slowly as he steps in. He begins to speak, eyes lifting slower than his face- “Haechan, I think you need to free up some memo…..holy shit..”
Haechan kisses up your thigh helping you step into a thin stringy piece of underwear. Licking the crevice of your ass pulling the small black material up. Straps snap over your hips. Haechan adjusting back on his heels in satisfaction. He nods his chin to Jaemin, brows waggling in response. Sitting up, settling calmly back on the bed.- “Like what you see?”
“I uh….” Jaemin scratches his bare chest. Stepping in with nothing but a low hanging pair of dark grey sweats. Dragging his hand upward to his hair. Gripping around coarse strands, pulling them in different directions. Stressed. His tongue laps his bottom lip watching you spin in front of the mirror.
“Haechannie, these aren’t good undies!” You squeak lifting the bottom of the maid apron up. Jaemin and Haechan groan deep in their throats.
“You might be a genius.” Jaemin grunts humming behind the camera. Slowly zooming in-between your legs. Wet pussy folds squeeze around thin black fabric enticingly. He sucks in a dry inhale panning over your thighs, slowly lifting the view to your face. Curious questioning eyes stare back at him through the lens. Bravely shooting a wink, adding a pouty blow of a kiss.
“Do you like them, nana?” You bite down on your lip. Twirling your hips side to side watching his eyes slowly lift from behind the recording device. Haechan scoffs hearing the nickname, scooping your hips, drawing you closer to stand between his parted thighs.
“Get a back shot, nana.” Haechan mocks, shooting a quirked brow to the camera man. Jaemin steps around Renjun’s bed, gasping as Haechan bends you over his shoulder. The tiniest flimsiest string sits over your ass, rim on complete display. Haechan’s hands squeeze your bottom, gently patting after every grip digging in. “You’re right. I’m a genius.”
Jaemin zooms in further until the camera screen blurs. Snapping him back to reality, he pauses recording. Dropping to seat near Haechan’s side, his forehead furrows. Reaching down picking up a smaller box that had fallen out of the gift bag. Raising it with a shake, he asks the man near him- “What is this?”
“The best part.” Haechan’s eyes glint menacingly. Maneuvering you comfortably to straddle his lap. Placing pecks up your jaw, he whispers into your ear. “Does my bun want the rest of her present now?”
You pull away, wrapping your arms around his neck. Eyes nearing in frustration, mouth quirking to the side annoyed. Impatiently, you smack his shoulder, pouting- “Give it to me!”
His lips part in fake astonishment, sounding a mocking playful whine. He slaps the sides of your thighs meanly. Loud noises of palm meeting skin burst through the small room. Haechan rasps, dropping his mouth open taunting you. Thick sturdy thighs bounce under you for emphasis- “Who taught you to be such a brat huh? Be a good girl for me and get back on your knees. Now.”
You swiftly move, returning to the position he’d requested before. Haechan snaps at Jaemin, directing him to begin filming. “You’re gonna wanna get this part.”
Haechan dangles the box above your head, laughing as you bounce up and down on your knees. Fingertips tapping the wrapped up surprise before he pulls away too fast for you to grab.
“You really want it baby?” He asks. Tone lowering, eyes falling half open. Pairing a bored serious glare with the question. He throws the box into your lap with extra force. “Open it, and put it on. Be a good little bunny and do as I say.”
Your eyes enlarge, nodding rapidly ripping open the box. Using your teeth, animalistic nature tearing through the tape blocking your way. You spit out wrapping paper yanking free a white collar with a heart shape on the center. Holding it up in confusion, Jaemin gulps. Tongue prodding his cheek out, focusing the camera on your cute naive expression.
“Put it on, around your neck.” Haechan lifts a finger, instructing you. Circling air motioning to your throat. You agree snapping the tight leather at back of your nape. Throat clearing under the added restriction.
“You’re too much, don’t you think? Bunny’s don’t even use collars.” Jaemin speaks low enough for only Haechan and the camera to pick up. The latter turns, mischievous gaze blaring into the lense.
“That’s still not even the best part.” Haechan reaches into his pocket, drawing out a short skinny white leather leash. Evil smile reaching his eyes, biting his lower lip. He reaches forward, clipping it to one of the hooks on the side of your collar. “Now..”
He tugs on the leash, wrapping it tightly around his hand. Your neck jerking forward, mouth flying open in shock. You sink to all fours pulled closer, face shoved against his crotch. Hard covered cock pumping under your cheek.
“Bratty little bunny, hasn’t even said thank you yet?” Haechan’s lips purse. Hips shoving up, pressing you against his crotch too roughly. “A good bunny would have my entire cock down their throat by now. Are you a good bunny? Hmm?”
He pulls harder, eyes darkening as you cough. Groans escaping up your chest, neck burning under every harsh ministration. You suck in a deep breath, hands scurrying to his zipper, ripping the button of his jeans open.
“I’m a good bunny!” You shout out, sitting up straight. Knees aching against the scratchy carpet. Haechan lifts his ass up enough to help you get him out of his bottoms. Precum stained boxers gathered together with his tight jeans left around his calves. Sculpted smooth thighs surround your head. Jaw falling open again staring in awe. Haechan smirks, stealing a glance at Jaemin sharing the same look of shock with you.
“You’re too much dude…” Jaemin moves, standing up. Dick throbbing against his pelvis recording your hands reaching for the cock ring wrapped around the base of Haechan’s length. Awestruck and curious you tap the plastic like device, vibrations coming to life around his size. Haechan’s teeth dig into his lip, nodding down at your gasping expression.
“Start sucking baby.” Haechan commands. He slides forward, ass half hung off Renjun’s bed. You stare at his cock trembling in your hands with fascination. Leaning in with your tongue out, licking up the liquid shining on his slit.
“Oh Haechannie, I like it so much. Is it…is it going to vibrate like that inside of me?!” You break into a pleased grin. Sucking your lips around the tip of his size. Haechan grunts content, dick jerking under your tongue work.
“If you’re a good bunny for me.” He retorts. Sighing, dropping his neck forward. Nose crinkling up when you lift his length, following your tongue over a prominent vein underneath.
Jaemin can’t help to be excited, raging hormones betraying him. Watching your tongue roll lower through the view finder. Gasping in shock along with Haechan when you dip even lower, beneath his balls. Tongue finding way between the crevice of Haechan’s ass. He groans, tossing his head back. Hips lifting up spreading his thighs further apart for easy access. Jaemin quickly moves around, recording you from a birds eye point of view. Silently cursing profanities, inhaling a ragged breath when your eyes shoot up. Staring up with lust hazed filled eyes.
Your tongue circles around Haechan’s wrinkled rim. Stroking his length up and down, thumb gliding along his leaking slit. Haechan’s cock throbs, blood contained from rushing up thanks to the cockring. The tip of your tongue slides in, breeching the tight entrance. Haechan shouts out pretty moans. Your chest fills with need, watching the two men above you fall into euphoric sinful pleasure.
“Fuck bun..” Haechan stammers. Stomach tightening too turned on watching you play out his most depraved fantasies. He lifts off your mouth, tugging at the leash to control your hunger. Your mouth chasing after him, gripping squeeze around your neck placating you momentarily. “Who taught you that huh?” Haechan grunts, assuming it could only be Jeno. Knowing him. “Good bunny. Good little eager learner.”
Your smile beams, licking wet kisses over his knee. Nibbling the meat inside his thigh, coughing between bites. Tickles of hot arousal trickle down to your core with each pull around your throat. Jaemin hums in agreement, moving around the bed when Haechan shoves at him. He tugs you up, kicking his pants away. Moving like lightening speed to strip free of his shirt. He presses at the dip in your back, bending you over the bed with ease.
Haechan assaults your ass, heavy brutal hands land loudly. Smacking hard enough to burn his palms. With a hiss his evil grip returns to the leash. You choke on a scream, neck hauled back harshly. Your hands reach for the leather, sliding fingers beneath it. Coughing out breathy gusts of struggled air. Jaemin sets down on his knees, elbows perched on the edge of the bed. Panning over your parted lips, down to your marked up neck, spending extra time focused on your bouncing breasts.
“Is this what my bunny wants?” Haechan thrusts against your ass. Cock easing in-between your soaked up thighs. Thin string of underwear engulfed between your folds doing nothing to prevent slick from leaking down your thighs. The cock ring vibrates near your entrance, your eyes roll back. Slapping a hand down on the mattress in front of you. “I’ll make you feel so good bun, better than anyone.”
“Please! Please!!” You beg, wailing cries. Eyes squeezing up too tight, your tongue lawls out. Coughing up painful gurgles, spit spilling down your chin. Jaemin rolls his eyes at Haechan’s words. He straightens up, reaching a hand to stroke a thumb across your dribbling chin. Mouth opening up further as he focus on your tonsils shaking.
“I’m gonna take care of you bun..” Haechan aimlessly mumbles. Thumbs gliding over the swell of your ass. He dips in pressing the thin string of underwear to your rim. Sadistic laughter dances off his tongue when you gasp, arching forward in surprise. “Listen well and I’ll give you anything you want.”
Haechan rips at the underwear doing a poor job of concealing your core. Wedging up the soaked through cloth completely between your walls, creating a delicious friction against every nerve.
Haechan’s cock slaps down against your cunt, your hips responding twisting back seeking more. He rips the ruined panties aside sliding them past the mound of your bottom. Hard heavy cock slapping down on your rim in quick successions. You cry harder ready to beg, words ripped from your throat with another mean yank.
“Little bunny pussy made to take my cock baby.” Haechan speaks up above your sobbing pleasured whimpers. Vibrating ring brushing your fluffed fluttering excited tail. His lips swell under his teeth burying through plumpness. Overwhelming urge to fuck you past he point of stupidity taking over. Savoring each tear, broken moan, pained grunt of need. The need for him to fill you up, stuff you full of his cum.
“Please, Haechannie. Fuck me please. Want!” You sob. Head restrained back with the gripping hold around your throat. Wanton heat spins around your mind, pre-heat surging out of your veins. Intensifying every touch, every look, every slide of hard length between your core.
“What do you want baby?” Haechan swivels his hips up. Tip teasing your opening entrance. Slick sopping around his thick length. Core convulsing in anticipation, spreading to allow him in. “Just wanna be my dumb little cockslut. My stupid bunny that only knows how to get fucked.”
Haechan slaps your ass, thrusting his size in too fast. Forcing your walls to stretch around his thick length. The tight hold around your neck loosens as he groans squeezed between you. Your head drops forward, face contorting in mix of pain and pleasure. Cock thrumming inside you wickedly aided by the powerful cock ring.
“Haechannie…s’big….so good..” you whimper huskily. Knees sliding apart further down the bed. Face falling from Jaemin’s touch. Eyes rolling up watching him lose himself behind the video recorder. Haechan glides past your clenching walls, balls hitting your clit. Cock ring stimulating your needy swollen bundle of nerves.
Haechan thrusts in again, lips parting amazed. Mentally locking up sensations of pulsing tight heat engulfing his length. His hips circle, cock ring buzzing his balls and your clit at once. Hot load filling the sack between his legs, shooting stings of gratification up his back. Shoulders rolling in as he pulls out. Eyes widening, panting heavily staring at your cunt cling around him in awe.
“Fuck bun, even your pussy doesn’t wanna let me go baby. Desperate little slut, always begging to get fucked.” Haechan grunts. Hips speeding up, slapping against your ass fiercely. Skin slapping back violently into his pelvic bone as he slams down. Long fingers wrap your waist like another cage to suppress your oxygen. Haechan throwing his body weight in with each pointed thrust. Growling and fucking you deeper into the mattress. “Nasty needy baby, want my cum filling you up?”
“Haec…” you break off into a puddle of tears. Gripping a hold around the bed sheets, prying them off the edges. You wail out suddenly, arching up throwing your head back. Heat surging from your core to the back of your throat- “Harder! Fuck me harder!”
Haechan deeply growls between moans. Dick thrumming faster than ever with the cock ring. Blood squeezed around his base staving off his prolonged orgasm. His lips twitch up, stiffening thrusts past your tightening heat. Dragging nails to your hips. Lower half struggling to thrust past your climaxing walls. Slicking up his balls with impactful orgasm. He pulls out swiftly, digging a palm into your side. Flipping you on your back pulling your hips up from the bed.
Haechan rips off the cock ring exasperating a pained sound of relief. Tossed aside hitting the wall loudly for Renjun to stumble upon later. His thick beating length jerks on it’s own as he seethes back inside your aching core.
“Slutty bunny came around me so fucking good already.” Haechan shouts, sinking back in. Calves tossed up near your head folding you easily. Limbs loose and weak, easy to be used over and over. Haechan’s head shakes delirious, body strung out tight from holding back his orgasm.
Jaemin let’s out a sound of need, pain, annoyance. Tongue clicking for Haechan to hurry the fuck up and cum. Familiar enough with each other to say more with sounds than words. The camera slipping from his sweaty palms every few seconds. Shaky footage accompanies heavy breaths from the director. Haechan’s reminder of who filmed this when he watches it later.
Haechan sighs in satisfied happiness, bending over with palms flattening overs the backs of your thighs. His eyes roll in time with his hips, grumbling repeated whispers of ‘fuck fuck fuck’. Dick slamming in inch by inch, hitting deep inside your center.
“Cum inside Haechannie, please cum inside.” You whimper, neck tightening beneath the collar. Throwing your head back in drawn out impending orgasm. Haechan loses his mind, hips lifting, pounding down faster. Hard, noisily fucking spurts of wetness out of your cunt.
“Gonna…gonna cum..inside” Haechan pants loudly. Pussy tightening around him the deeper he thrusts. Hitting spots inside of you just how you want. “My cum slut, mine. Mine.”
Haechan’s face reddens, veins bulging along his neck. Hair sticking to his sweating forehead in clumps. Brows furrowing as he bites back a throaty shout. Cum exploding inside of you, curling his back in roughly. Heart beats bursting throughout your bodies. Hitting your lower halves painfully as relief of climax spreads.
He swallows thickly, rolling off your body in a dizzying spin. Ceiling moving above him forcing his eyes shut. Chest heaving up and down rapidly as he regains his sense post orgasm.
Jaemin crawls onto the bed, tugging your body closer to him by your thigh.
“Bunbun, you did so so good baby. Look at this big sloppy mess Haechan made.” Jaemin spouts nonsense. Camera in hand recording your convulsing stomach. Slowly collecting the visual of your destroyed underwear. Hole pulsing out globs of Haechan’s cum. He sighs, licking his upper lip while tugging out his raging hard length. Tip angry and fat ready to spill with a few rough tugs. “So so filthy bunbun..”
Jaemin takes his time, prodding your folds side to side. Precum slick cock gathering up mixtures of cum covering your insides. He moves excruciatingly slow, whispering dirty words into the small camera microphone. Getting you stirred back up, full of lazy exhausted arousal. Lower stomach in shot twitching with every brush against your clit.
“Nana…” you huff, waist curling up asking for more. Jaemin smiles at you from behind the device. Eyes half open, beads of sweat gleaming over his eyelids enhancing the devious sparkle in his eyes.
“I’m going to have to wash you real good next time bunbun.” He spews in the baby voice only saved to be used especially for you. “My dirty dirty bunny. Letting anyone cum inside her little pussy.”
“Want more.” You cry, reaching a hand up pleading for him. Your hips lift up continuing to babble drunk off the soft stimulation. “Want your cum. Please. Need it to fill me. Need to feel you.”
“Fuck.” Jaemin croons, bending forward fucking between your folds with a quickened pace. Noisy sounds of wetness smack out between your bodies. Camera dropped to the bed near Haechan’s thigh. Skewed lopsided view of your faces inching closer captured behind the blinking light. Jaemin shouts, stuttering to a halt. Tip of his cock breeching your sore entrance just enough to wrap around him so tightly. Like a rubber band snapping around his cap-like cock head. “Oh, fuck!”
His head tosses back, long neck too tempting to resist near your lips. Licking up to his trembling chin as he grits shooting a painful load inside your core. Hot sticky white liquid fills your gut. Satiating you as you lay flat, inhaling shallow breaths. Ripping the maid bonnet from your head to run fingers over your damp scalp.
Jaemin reaches for your hands, easing his body between your thighs. Dark sweats ruined catching the warmth seeping from your cunt. His dried lips kiss your palms, taking extra time over your inner wrist. Nostrils passing and sniffing where your scents most prominent. “I love you Nana.”
Jaemin’s eyes widen, lifting to your charming smile. Bright content eyes stare up, wrapping arms around his neck cuddling in closer. Jaemin lets the thrilling moment wash over him, dropping his face into the bend of your neck to hide his flushed cheeks.
“Love you too Bunbun.” He expresses against your cooling skin. The weight of another body lays over his back, Haechan leaning between your faces.
“I love you too Nana!” He sarcastically laughs, planting a wet kiss on Jaemin’s forehead. A small fight of girlish slaps breaks out. Jaemin curling around you as Haechan swoops in to steal you away.
He sticks out his tongue, paired with a petty spitting sound. Haechan presses your head to his warm chest, softly petting your ear. He murmurs, winking Jaemin’s direction menacingly.
Warning/s: MINORS DNI 🔞; Toxic relationship (ain’t no fuckin way do I tolerate this *more details in the a/n down below)
Smut contains: choking, slight degradation, spanking, oral, fingering, throat fucking, Renjun is freaky af, it’s nasty for real; if you rub your eyes hard with salt water you might see the plot
inspiration: Robbers by The 1975
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Another broken promise.
You swore to yourself that the next time you fall in love, it’s gonna be the healthy kind. The type that reminds you of cozy mornings and vanilla scented candles.
But why… Why do you always fall in love with danger? With walking, breathing red flags?
“Get in the car.” Renjun says. His soothing voice contrasts his stern expression. He’s come to get you from your high school reunion when he saw you talking to your old guy friends. He also threw someone a punch before dragging you out here at the parking lot.
“No. We’re done.” You say, trying your best to stand your ground. “How many times has this been--”
“I say when we’re done.” He traps you with both arms in between him and his car. He tilts his head as he says his next words. “Get. in. the. car.”
“No.” You protest, feeling heaviness taking over you. “I’m tired of this. I’m sick of you always crossing the line.”
Renjun grabs your face with one hand, squishing your cheeks and making you look up at him. He smirks. Your breathing becomes more unsteady by the second.
“I can cross more lines.” He licks your lips and you whimper, trying to look away. But his grip is strong, forcing you to face him still. “Should I fuck you here?”
“Stop!” You cried, but heat rose inside of you. “Please.”
“Please what?” He lets go of your face when he sees your teary eyes. “You tell me to stop but you have the same slutty expression when I’m hammering you.”
“You’re crazy.” You breathe out in disbelief.
“And you’re a liar.” He laughs as he opens the car door for you. “We’d make great partners in crime. Now get in the fucking car while I’m in a good mood.”
You tell yourself that the only reason why you’re getting in is because you need to get your things. You have to get your stuff in his condo so you can finally leave him. And maybe that’s true, but deep inside you know you’re not ready to let him go tonight.
“Good girl.” Renjun says with a smile as he fastens your seatbelt once you’re both inside. Such a sweet smile for a twisted person. “I knew you’d stay with me.”
Your eyes become cloudy with unshed tears as he drives. Why is it so hard to leave? You know you don’t deserve this. But every single time, you find comfort in his chaos. A paradise in his hell. There’s something wrong with him, but you’re much worse for staying.
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Renjun pushes you down the sofa the moment you enter his condo. Doe eyes looking up at a ravenous predator. He stretches his neck from left to right, eyes closed but pretty lips still smirking.
“We’re done, hm?” He leans in closer when he opens his eyes. Your lips part unconsciously as you grasped for more air. Anticipation crawled in your skin, making you shiver all over. “You’re cute when you act tough.”
“I-I’m serious,” you gulp when his smile disappears. You feel your heart tearing from the inside at your next words. “I’m leaving you tomorrow.”
Renjun blinks twice and chuckles. “Sure.”
He doesn’t believe you.
You kinda don’t believe yourself either.
Renjun closes the remaining space to pin you between him and the sofa. Leaning down to feast on your bottom lip. Biting and sucking as his hands slither inside your shirt to unclip your bra from behind. Once he does, he throws it to the ground as he explores your mouth with his tongue.
His hand squeezes your breasts as he massages them in circles. You hold back a moan when he stops to roll your nipple between his fingers. Heat found its way to your whole body, making you feel warmer and lightheaded.
“Let’s see how long my baby can keep quiet.” Renjun coos. He sits up and lifts your shirt up to your neck. Then his hands roam downwards, removing your shorts and underwear. Your panties clung to your entrance from the slick. “So wet for someone who insists on breaking up.”
You bite your lip, forcing yourself to not make any noise.
“Hold here, please.” He feigns sweetness, guiding your hands to the back of your thighs. He wants you to keep your legs high up in the air. The sudden exposure made you want to hide, but it’s too late for that now. “So flexible."
He goes down and licks your folds. Tongue hardening as it flicks your clit from left to right in an inhumane speed. Hands helping you to hold your legs, folding your body fully and exposing your throbbing hole to his dirty mouth. Moans escape from your lips as he licks your mound fully and sucks the center with strength. Your brain starts to forget everything except this dangerous sensation Renjun gives you.
“You’re not leaving me.” He says as he sits up and pushes a finger inside you. “You won’t.”
You bite your lip again but it’s useless. You scream as he adds two more fingers and pumps them inside at a steady pace. Fingers bigger than yours, making you feel full and stretched out. Your hands find his wrist to stop him but he only goes faster. Whole body moving back and forth on the sofa at his pace.
“I-I’m close!” You cry out, breathing heavily with each thrust. He goes even faster then stops before your release comes.
“Did I give you permission?”
You shake your head slightly, feeling fucked out by just his fingers. Mouth hanging open, eyes half-hooded, tears streaming down in overwhelming pleasure.
“I asked a question.” Renjun pulls out his fingers suddenly, making you yelp. “Speak.”
“No, y-you didn’t.”
He nods, satisfied with your answer. Then he grabs your legs and puts them on both shoulders. Something hard brushes against your entrance, making you sigh. He unzips his pants and pulls down his boxers.
“Say my name.” Renjun says, demands even. You whimper as he pushes your legs down until you can feel it touching your stomach. He’s folded your entire body so much you almost lost feelings in your hips. “Do I have to ask again?”
“R-Renjun...” You breathe out.
He smirks as he slams his entire length on to you without warning. You scream louder than before and he covers your mouth with one hand.
“Do you want to wake the neighbors?”
You shake your head fast. Inhaling sharply through your nose with his every thrust. Renjun goes deeper and pushes his entire lower body down with strength each time. Moans stifled by his soft but strong hands. Vision blurring as your eyes roll to the back of your head.
He then pulls then thrusts back in before the tip goes out. The sensation felt so hypnotizing, you begin clawing at his back. He grunts, feeling your sharp fingernails marking him. You say his name again and again, urging him to go faster, even though it’s somehow inaudible because of your covered mouth. Your hand touches his hand on your lips, pleading eyes telling him to let you go so you could breathe. He kisses it.
“Maybe we should just let the neighbors know.” Renjun chuckles and lets you go. But before you could savor the fresh air, his hands shifted from your mouth to your neck, pressing at the sides and making you feel slightly dizzy. “Scream all you like. Let them know who you belong to.”
You bite your lip and shake your head. You try so hard to suppress your moans but Renjun goes feral. He sits up, flips your whole body around and enters you from behind. Hands grabbing your shoulders as he thrusts faster than before. He goes down once to kiss your shoulder.
You grab a throw pillow to bite down on as you come undone. You almost lost consciousness because of how mind-blowing it felt. You start moving back and forth, out of control, fucking yourself and clenching on his throbbing cock still buried deep inside. Renjun groans, breathing rough and heavy. His movements become slower as he rides both of your highs but he never stops until every last drop of his cum is spilled inside you.
He stands up while you collapse face down on the sofa. Your breathing still hasn’t gone back to normal and your center still feels sensitive.
“I thought I already told you,” Renjun says as he flips your body over again. “I get to say when we’re done.”
“W-what?” You gulp, seeing his dark expression. You’re already feeling sore and sleepy.
"Open." Renjun taps your leg but you just shake your head.
"N-no… " You whine. "Still sensitive…"
He tsks and carries you as he sits on the sofa. He made you lie face down and on top of his legs, ass arched up just like he wants you.
"Since when were you so disobedient?" He asks and lets a heavy hand drop on one of your ass cheeks. You whimper as you feel the impact.
"Are you really going to leave me, hmm?" Another smack. Then one more. You flinch in surprise every time. It's not painful but it stings after and the vibration feels so good on your skin. You can't even understand what he's saying anymore.
"You're not leaving. You're mine." Renjun lets another smack go for each word, teeth gritted as he speaks. His fingers brush over your hole, making you moan again. "Do you understand?"
You moan for an answer and he clicks the roof of his mouth with his tongue in annoyance. "Speak when you're being spoken to."
He squeezes both of your cheeks so hard his fingers start digging into your skin. You bite your hand to stop yourself from screaming in pain. Then, he lets you go only to smack both cheeks at the same time. Each hit stronger than the last, but the lingering sensation felt so good you started moaning again.
"Do you understand? Hmm?" Renjun’s question sounded more like a warning.
"Y-yes…" You mumble in between pants.
“See? Your vocal chords are still intact,” he smiles as his hands move up to your back. Slithering from your shoulder blades to your neck, holding you up and forcing you to sit up next to him. A lightbulb lights up in his mind as he looks at your delicate neck. “Should I destroy it?”
You look at Renjun, eyes begging for him to stop but he just pushes you down until your head falls on the soft armrest of the sofa. “Renjun, please...”
“Since you won’t talk anymore, we should at least put that throat to good use.” He smiles, eyebrows moving up and down playfully. Such an angelic face for a demon in bed.
“Can you be considerate, please?” Your words do not match the excitement you’re feeling. Maybe he was right. Maybe you really are a liar.
“You said you’re still sensitive down there. This is me being considerate.” He laughs as he positions himself, hand grabbing at the base of his cock and pointing it at your mouth. “You’re welcome.”
Left thumb dragging your bottom lip down, forcing you to open your mouth. You oblige. Your tongue relaxes to welcome him as he slowly enters balls deep until he reaches your throat. Your eyes start to water, corners of your mouth burning from being too stretched out. You almost gag, but Renjun’s twisted expression made you want to do better. You love it when he bites his lip as he scrunches his nose.
“Breathe through your nose, baby. It’s not like you’ve never done this before.” He gathers your hair into a ponytail, thrusting back and forth slowly and throwing his head back in pleasure. “Good, so good for me. Only me.”
Tears began spilling as he picks up the pace, fucking your throat until you can’t think of anything else but his handsome face contorting from pleasure. Just seeing him lose himself is enough. Renjun thrusts one more time, releasing everything on your tongue before he pulls away. Head cocked to the side as he wipes the sides of your mouth, reinserting the dripping cum. “Don’t waste any. I know how much you love that.”
He watches intently as you swallow everything. The soreness in your throat is followed by a burning sensation as it goes down. He moves in closer to lick your tears and hugs you tight before you can protest.
“Stay with me.” He whispers near your ear, sending shivers down your spine and a pinching sensation in your chest. “Hmm?”
The tears you shed due to overstimulation were replaced with tears of frustration. Renjun shushes you and brushes your hair with his fingers. How can you leave the person you love once they beg you like this?
All the toxic memories are easily being overshadowed by the few happy moments you have. Sure, he’s always threatening to kill men who come near you but that’s only because he’s protective, right? And sure, he’s too obsessive but at least he will never cheat, right? It’s all beneficial for you in the end, right? Right???
No. You shake your head. Stop fooling yourself.
One day he will explode and turn all that rage on to you. He will make you so dependent on him and then leave you when you’re unable to fend for yourself. His obsession will turn sour and you’ll remain locked up in his jail while you try hard to convince yourself that this is what you wanted.
Your heart is begging for you to not leave. Stay with me. But your mind knows it’s not healthy anymore. By staying with Renjun, you’re robbing him of a chance to change. And by forcing you to stay, he’s robbing you of inner peace. No one’s in their right mind in this relationship and you both know it.
The urge to lose everything else rather than lose each other is starting to take over again. But you’ve already fought it within you for a long time. And for once, you’re finally winning.
“Of course.” You whisper, trembling in his embrace before you collapse on his shoulder from exhaustion. “I’ll stay.”
Renjun frowns as he carries your sleeping body to his room. Kissing your forehead and whispering in your ear on the way.
“You really are a liar.”
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TWO YEARS LATER
“Isn’t that your ex?” Your friend looks up. Glaring at whoever is behind you as she sips the coffee she ordered. “Don’t look back.”
Too late. You’re already locking eyes with Renjun as he enters the crowded cafe. Your eyes widen in shock. He looks even more handsome than you last remembered. You look away, pretending not to notice him even though it’s useless at this point.
“We should go.” You tell your friend and she nods, standing up immediately. You both walk fast towards the exit, but someone bumps into you and knocks over your iced tea.
“Oops, my bad.” Renjun. He holds you by the hips before you fell. When you both realized it, he retreated his hand quickly. “Sorry again.”
“It’s fine.” You brush it off, looking at him as your friend drags you away. He smiles a little before walking away too.
When you returned home, your hands find something tucked inside your jean’s pocket.
Renjun’s calling card. And behind it, some handwritten words: I still love you.
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Another broken promise.
You swore to yourself that the next time you fall in love, it’s gonna be the healthy kind. The type that reminds you of cozy mornings and vanilla scented candles.
But why… Why did you fall in love with danger? With a walking, breathing red flag?
“Get in the car.” Renjun smiles as he sees you walking towards him for your date. For another ride. For another robbery.
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*A/N: Woooh! I’ve been in the same toxic relationship in the past & IT’S HELL, ISTG. So please don’t romanticize toxic relationships. And don’t think of this story as me romanticizing it. It’s more of a warning, a short trailer of what will happen if you don’t break the cycle and start prioritizing your own self over a toxic lover. Because yes, love isn’t always easy, but it also shouldn’t be so hard. Find the balance. In everything. Always.
Also, not everyone’s as hot as yandere Renjun so it’s definitely not worth it 🤷♀️.
Jk. It doesn’t matter how FINE they are. Leave if it’s not healthy~!
That being said, I hope you enjoyed reading this :"> Maybe try reading some fluff afterwards for inner peace? XD
// Everything written here is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Preview: “Look at me baby. Keep those pretty eyes on me.” Cupping your cheeks gently, he sweeps away sweat rolling down. Burning hot under his hold, Renjun swears steams fuming off your forehead. “Can you tell me how you feel? What do you need?”
“Need..feel..hurts..” you croon, splaying your legs open further. Three pairs of eyes take you in, quietly groaning. “Hurts right here.”
Jeno soothes a hand over your thigh trying to remember everything he read about heats. A light bulb going off in his head, lifting his hand with wide eyes- “I think buns in pre-heat. Her first heat would be worse than this.”
Renjun and Jaemin nod, continuing to pet you softly. Mentioning to keep trying to get a hold of Haechan.
Pairing: 00’line x female bunny hybrid reader
Word Count: 4k
Genre: Hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut- a lot of smut, series
Smut Warning: loss of virginity, oral(F receiving), multiple orgasms, multiple partners, daddy kink, the nasty one eats cum, it’s basically all smut
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 |
“Haechan’s not answering.” Jeno huffs irritated.
Renjun shrugs at a loss, more concerned with your skin burning under his touches.
“Look at me baby. Keep those pretty eyes on me.” Cupping your cheeks gently, he sweeps away sweat rolling down. Burning hot under his hold Renjun swears steams fuming off your forehead. “Can you tell me how you feel? What do you need?”
“Need you..feel..hurts..” you croon, splaying your legs open further. Three pairs of eyes take you in, quietly groaning. “Hurts right here.”
Jeno soothes a hand over your thigh trying to remember everything he read about heats. A light bulb going off in his head, lifting his hand with wide eyes- “I think buns in pre-heat. Her first heat would be worse than this.”
Renjun and Jaemin nod, continuing to pet you softly. Mentioning to keep trying to get a hold of Haechan.
“Daddy..” you croak out, hands opening and closing asking for Renjun. Jaemin and Jeno pause, dicks rising to life hearing you so wanton, needy. Jaemin lifts a finger pointing to himself in question. Renjun smacks him down quickly, moving on his knees to settle between your thighs.
“Bun means me. I’m know baby, I know. I got you.” His fingers interlock with yours, kissing across your knuckles between soft husky words. Jeno nearly drops his phone, jerking back in surprise as the ‘Me So Horny’ ringtone blares out of the speaker. Renjun’s eyes fall shut annoyed, concentrating on your thighs closing around him. Jaemin shoves Jeno off the bed to go answer, biting back a laugh. Having changed Jeno’s ringtone after listening to him jerk off three times in a row.
Jeno jogs out to the hallway swiping open Haechan’s call- “Dude.”
“What’s up?” Haechan questions raising his voice above the sounds of multiple shoes scuffing. Taeyong in the background directing Johnny to the center for whatever choreography they were preparing.
“Bun’s in heat, or something. I think it’s pre-heat. She’s..” Jeno sighs pacing up and down the hall. Tugging his hair into a mess. “She wants, dude…she just said daddy. I think she was talking to Renjun but..”
“WHAT!” Haechan shoots up stepping further away from his group members. Jungwoo jumps up following after him, pressing his phone up to the ear.
“Hey Jeno!” He pipes in, earning a shoulder to his chest from Haechan.
“Jeno listen! Do not let Renjun fuck my bunny!” Haechan squeaks loudly. Everyone in the practice room halts, directing their attention to him. Some erupting with laughter. Jaehyun punching Taeyong about how they need to invest in an hybrid too.
“Dude, I can’t do anything about it! She…she’s hurting!” Jeno protests. Stopping at his door peaking in watching Jaemin help strip your top off.
“This is bullshit!” Haechan groans, shoving Jungwoo away harder when he suggests inviting him over to meet their bunny. “At least record it for me, oh please. I can’t believe I’m not there!”
“Haechan, I can’t record her! That’s….no! She’s vulnerable..” Jeno trails off. Eyes widening clutching his phone tighter. Your neck falls back on Jaemin’s shoulder. His hands cupping around your breasts, rolling your hardened nipples. Jeno grunts, tempted to drop the call and rush back in.
“What’s happening?! Please, at least a picture! Ugh! Don’t fucking cum inside her!” Haechan beats his head against a wall. Dick aching as images of you strung out fighting off heat flash past his mind.
“I’ll…I’ll try alright! I gotta go!” Jeno shouts bye over Haechan’s garbled shouting anger. Silencing his phone and tossing it on Jaemin’s bed. He crawls returning back to his prior spot.
Your arm extends toward Jeno, fingers slowly moving down his chest. He draws in a deep breath taking a hold of your hand. Renjun kisses the velvety skin between your thighs gently working his way lower. You gasps out baited breaths, bouncing off the walls throughout the small room. Rapturous thoughts float around your mind blurring your vision. Head losing to a haze of pre-heat.
“Daddy..” you sob. Thighs locking up around Renjun’s grip keeping you held in place. Itching for him to do more. Different pairs of hands cover your body igniting heat further down your core. A craving need for more, to be filled.
You hole violently opens up dripping out gobs of slick with each pass of his lips. Each tweak of Jaemin’s fingers over your chest. Jeno fascinated watching you unfold under the pressure of arousal. His fingers tracing over the lines drawn into your palm. Thirsting to be the one in Renjun’s position.
“Are you sure baby?” Renjun leans over. Lips pecking timidly over your chin. Nerves spiking in his gut with an audience present to watch what you’d no doubt be asking for next.
Your head nods rapidly, plump lips calling to him. Planting a passionate kiss full of adoration, lightly passing his tongue over your cupids bow. Cautious hands grip your panties trembling around your hips as he begins pulling them down. Jeno assisting in removing the soaked cotton tossing it to the side landing in a lewd wet plop.
Jaemin groans reaching for your knees wrapping around the backs holding you open.
“Don’t be shy bunny, open up. Show Renjun how wet that little pussy gets.” He purrs nuzzling into your ear. Lower half twitching up, staring at the two others fall into a trance like state. Renjun licks over his lips, chest tightening as his fingertips brush down the backs of your thighs. Your hole convulses making Jeno curses under his breath. Leaking out wetness creating a puddle on the bedding beneath you.
“Fuck, do something Renjun. My dicks gonna crawl away and fuck her if you don’t.” Jaemin orders. Face dropping into your neck squeezing his eyes shut. Adjusting his hold behind your knees to not hurt you. “Comfortable bunbun?”
You slowly nod, arching up whimpering. “Please Renjunnie. Want you, want you so much daddy.”
“Fuck baby..” he rumbles out. Thumbs massaging over your outer-folds. Soothing touches calm you momentarily, focused on his every movement. Renjun shifts back, scooting down the bed onto his stomach. Hands never leaving your body. His face dips in kissing your swelling bundle of nerves. Lips instantly glistening coated in your arousal.
“Renjunnie” you plead. Lower half jolting up encouraging him to touch you where you need him the most. “Kiss me more.”
Renjun groans, chin lowering. Tongue lapping up all your juices hungrily. Burying in deeper, circling around your entrance. Your heat burns up his cheeks, languidly inching the tip of his tongue inside. Nearly combusting from how tight how wrap around him. Slowly wiggling in his tongue. Handprints burn into the backs of your thighs. Your head drops back shouting for more, imploring him to slide in deeper.
Jeno watches in a daze, snapping back to reality when your hand balls up fisting around his. Jaemin trapped behind you suffering in horny anguish concentrating on your face. Your eyes roll to the side staring at Jeno, tugging him in closer. His pupils dilate excitedly, setting up by your side. Kissing your up jaw to your ear, hushing words for only you to hear- “Doing so good bunny. Good good girl.”
Renjun pulls away dragging his tongue up. Gently nipping around you clit, flicking it with firm pressure. Pretty moans cascade from your lips. Heated body struggling under his and Jaemin’s holds. Renjun hotly licking over your entire mound. Forcefully shoving your folds side to side with the weight of his tongue. Growling hungrily diving lower to you pulsating wet entrance.
Sucking in an audible heavy breath of air, Renjun plunges in. Tongue hardening gliding past your hole clutching around him. Your hips draw up from the sudden surge of pleasure arching up off of Jaemin. Strength nearly pulling you free of his harmless weak hold. Jeno shushes your cries, swiping fingers down your tense flexed stomach. Eyes stuck on your bundle of nerves like a laser.
“Ne-need…need to…” you break off wailing. Jeno tapping your clit, firmly pressing down circling around you. Nerves shoot up to your chest down your spine. Jerking back falling into Jaemin’s chest shouting out cries.
“Cum bun, come on baby.” Jeno whispers softly into your fluffy ear. Working figure 8’s over your clit faster. Renjun fucking his tongue in at the same speed. Too lost in his own world between your thighs, forgetting Jeno and Jaemin’s presence.
The rough combination sets off your orgasm. Ripping through your chest wildly at a new level of intensity. You scream reaching behind tugging on Jaemin’s broad shoulders, he grunts in pain. Boner shoving into the dip of your back. Still doing his best to calm you with praises. Reminding you how good you’re being for them.
Renjuns wet lips slurp up your release. Audibly groaning inhaling the powerful sweet scent mixed in your slick. Hybrid slick much sweeter than human, almost too sweet. Addicting even, he laps over your sensitive folds greedily. Craving to suck you up whole. Jaemin soothes your legs down, placing fingers over your lips with a ‘shhh’. Snapping his other hand at Jeno, distracting you licking down your heated cheek.
“Make him stop.” He commands nodding to Renjun lost in a daze between your thighs. Driving you to a second orgasm, weakly lifting up. Numbness running throughout your veins tingling to your fingertips. He moans eagerly pressed to your clit. Vibrations from the back of his throat travel up your spine. Your eyes falling shut as Jaemin coo’s, head shaking in disbelief watching you cum again so quickly.
“Dude chill.” Jeno grimaces, yanking Renjun’s head away from your swollen core. Your lower half twitching up, chasing after his mouth for more. Renjun swallows, throat bouncing, face shining covered in your slick. Eyelashes stuck together m, clumped with your wetness. Jeno’s nose scrunches releasing him, telling himself he’s disgusted. Mostly jealous.
“More!” You squirm, grabbing at Renjun. “Like the other night! Please daddy.”
Jaemin’s eyes widen in shock, shooting Renjun an evil glare. Jeno double taking before doing the same. Voicing out in unison ready to accuse- “The other night?!”
Renjun waves them off, fully succumbed to his desires. Pushing off his bottoms swiftly, he grips your thighs pulling you closer. Length resting on your mound, bending over pressing tender kisses upon your cheeks. “You okay bun? You want more?”
His hips grind down, cock head prodding your entrance to emphasize the question. Wrapping around around his neck, your head nods quickly again. Appreciative he’s taking it slow, frustration winning over the longer you wait. Your fingers play at Renjun’s nape, scratching gently over his scalp. Dragging the tips of your fingers between sharp cuts of hair and smooth skin. You drone, whimpering- “Please daddy, wanna feel you.”
Lowering his face, Renjun’s nose rubs over yours swallowing down a gasp. Your thighs lift around his narrow hips clinging like a vine. Slowly guiding his length in inch by inch. Your mouths fall open releasing silent moans. Renjun’s eyes tightening up slowly seeping into your wet gripping walls. Eyes fluttering open quickly, attentive to your reactions as he enters half-way. Your eyes flash red with elation, ankles locking together at his lower back.
“Daddy, more, more!” You gasp unable to close your mouth. Jaw hung open in awe, finally filled. Finally what you’d dreamt of becoming reality. Renjun nods, pecking your lower lip with wet kisses. Neck tossing back as he seethes in balls deep. Head shaking, tremors roll through his back. His arms sink beneath your shoulders pulling your body closer to his. Hips stilling to give you time to adjust to his size. Heavy cock thrumming inside your vice like clutch.
“Baby….oh fuck, my baby. My bunny.” Renjun croaks distressed. Spine tingling holding back from brutally fucking you into Jaemin’s bed.
“Renjunnie..” you breathe out, hair framing around your face perfectly. A vision right out of a dream wet enough to ruin three pairs of boxers. Bunny ears cutely flopped back, eyes gleaming brightly. Relief, anticipation, pure joy painted over your features. You mess with his hair, tugging tufts of strands between your fingers. Stuttering with another arch up- “Don’t…don’t hold back anymore. I’m ready.”
Renjun bucks forward crooning softly, turning your face to his. Hips working in meticulous grinds, rocking in and out of you slowly. It’s too much for him, too good. Too hard to hone in on how amazing it feels to finally be inside you. Whimpers spill between your lips, sharing grazes of kisses with every thrust in.
“Ugh, daddy..” your eyes roll up, reaching out aimlessly besides you for something to hold. Jeno and Jaemin each take one of your hands squeezing. Both uncomfortably watching in silence, fuming with jealousy. Your hands find purchase in theirs, cutting sharpened nails inside their palms with your tight grip. “Daddy please..”
“I know.. fuck baby. You feel so fucking good bunny. Ugh, I’m not gonna last.” Renjun’s voice cracks. Face dropping into the crook of your damp sweat coated neck. Huffing harshly into your skin, he reaches for your thighs. Pulling your lower half up. You scream moans as his pace quickens, hips piston faster. Ass burying deeper into the wet cushion beneath you. Cunt sucking him in ferociously with every draw back.
Renjun kisses you messily sucking down your cried moans. He sits up on his knees, shoving one of your legs forward. Thrusting fully into you, speeding up his pace. Your eyes flutter watching him fuck you down faster, chest pulling up. Wheezing on thick gusts of air, shaking head to toe with impending orgasm. Jeno slips down returning to your side, pressing soft kisses to your hairline.
“It’s okay bun, cum for daddy.” Jeno sighs out on your skin, rubbing his lips back and forth on your ear. “Let go, don’t be scared.”
You nod into his cheek, Jaemin sneaking his other hand to your lower half, winding his arm between your bodies. Renjun cries out rutting forward harder. Bed shaking under you adding to the overwhelming feeling.
“Oh fuck bun, love fucking you, love it so much” Renjun can tell he’s close. Thrusting in sloppy, stuttering with every tight draw back. Jaemin presses two fingers on your clit roughly. Rolling your bundle of nerves side to side. You shudder all over, yelling as you arch up high.
“Fuck! Fuck!” You breathlessly fall back. Head slamming down on the bed. A strong dizzying white heat building in your chest, coiling down to your stomach.
“Like that bunbun? Tell daddy..” Jaemin whispers harshly on your cheek. Licking up a tear rolling down. “Tell daddy how good he’s fucking you.”
“Daddy! Oh fu…” you stammer out, convulsing around Renjun’s cock. Falling back gritting your words out. “You.. you fuck me so good! I’m..I’m cu-cumming!”
The orgasm rocks through you harder than any other you’d experienced so far. Evaporating oxygen from your lungs momentarily, choking on nothing. Renjun loses it, fucking through your convulsing heat. Slowing down spilling cum deep in your womb. Stomach filling up full of his load. Sighing as the room spins above you. Three sets of lips kiss over your sweat soaked flesh. Praising how good you did, Jaemin nuzzling your nose with his.
“My bunbun did so fucking good.” He smirks despite his own aching arousal. “Made to take cock.”
Your eyes fall shut, soaking in the relaxation of finally reaching euphoric peace. The need to be filled and fucked full subsiding enough to catch your breath. Renjun slowly pulls out watching his cum drip out hypnotically. You hiss when fingers press to your entrance keeping you filled.
“Love you so much bunny.” He kisses your forehead. Slapping his hand over your mound. “My baby loved getting fucked didn’t she?”
You shiver, agreeing with a nod biting your lip. Jaemin shoves Renjun aside with a glare.
“No round two’s, daddy. Go make bunbun something to eat. Jeno and I will clean up here.” He snickers. Snapping fingers directing Renjun to leave the room. Jeno scoops you up while they go back and forth. Smoothing your hair and ears back off your face.
“You feel okay bun? Can you-..” Jeno starts to ask. Cut off by you sitting up straight throwing your arms around his neck. Littering kisses over his nose and cheekbones.
“Jeno, want more. Do that thing again.” You urge rolling your hips into his lap. Painfully hard cock straining under his sweats, instinctively thrusting up meeting your movement.
“Bun..” Jeno stutters caught off guard. Jaemin comes up behind you meanly pinching your waist.
“What about me bunbun??” He tsks, pressing his cock into your backside. Your eyes shut in sigh, face dropping into Jeno’s neck inhaling. Jeno cradles you closer, fighting with Jaemin behind your back. Slapping at his chest to back him off. Serious expression mouthing ‘fuck off!’, coming to a halt when you groan. Shoving your core into his stomach.
You reach under Jeno’s sweats growing tired of waiting. Fingers circling around his raging length freeing him from his sweats. Eyes opening up pleased when you see his angry cock.
Jeno gasps in shock falling back, pulling on your hips. You sink down on his size too eagerly. Your mouth hanging open groaning, head tossing back grunting lewdly. Jaemin circles your waist from behind, annoyed, but amused.
“Oh slutty little bunbun needed more cock so fucking bad?” Jaemin roars, bucking against your backside. Freeing his dick, rutting between your the crevice of your ass. Jenos teeth grind together, pinching your hips. Veins pulsate up his arms willing his self control to not thrust up. Jaemin easing you down Jeno’s massive thick size. Mockingly baby voice egging you on- “Can my bunbun handle that fat fucking cock? Hmm?”
At a loss for words, gulping and nodding you force yourself down lower. Jeno face contorts throwing his head back. Jaemin continuing to encourage you. Jeno’s head shaking as he seethes in half-way, stretching you open so full. Jaemin’s hand snakes down, tapping your clit teasingly.
“Ride his dick. Fuck him baby, fuck him ‘till you cum bunbun.” Jaemin bites the burning roundness of your cheek. Tears springing free from your eyes throttled past your point of pleasure. Orgasm threatening to break through too quickly. Attempting to slow your glide, savoring every inch of Jeno’s size.
His hands grip you firmly, helping you take his length. Your hips jerk together back and forth. Slowly allowing in more of his thick size. Folds gripped tightly clinging to his thick cock, beautifully wrapped around him with every lift.
“So fucking slutty bunbun. Fuck..” Jaemin’s eyes roll shut. Ass bouncing back over his cock faster with every swivel of your hips. His fingers pinch and roll your clit messily. Concentrating on the swell of your backside clapping back against him. “Feel good bun?”
“Fu-fuck…Jaem….Jeno….” You sink down bottoming out on Jeno’s length. Mouth pulling back in a scream. Core clenching around his cock too tightly. Jaemin roughly stimulating your bundle of nerves. You arch forward crying out, slick splashing out on Jeno’s tight abdomen. Dribbling out as you cum again. Your eyes shoot open cross eyed. Falling back landing into Jaemin’s sturdy chest. Wind completely knocked out of you. Jeno trembles beneath you, near his breaking point from the second you touched him. Cock thrusting up once your orgasm settles.
He lays flat, weakly jerking. Cock thrumming, pulsating violently inside your cunt. White ropes of cum shooting out painting your insides. Warmth filling your gut, satiating you at last. Wheezing broken airy breath’s below you, Jeno cries whimpers softly. Embarrassed he couldn’t hold it in longer.
Jaemin grunts, slowly lifting you off Jeno’s softening cock. Laying you down, jerking his dick off angrily over your used pussy. A mess of Renjun and Jeno’s cum spilled over your thighs, leaking down to your ass.
“Fuck me” he falls over holding himself up with one arm. Shooting cum across your swollen core, some landing on your bellybutton. Jaemin falls to your side panting, chest rising and falling. Rubbing hands over his face growling, cock twitching wanting more.
His neck lifts, taking a look at Jeno recovering by your other side. Jaemin shifts crawling between your legs. Lifting your thighs over his shoulders. Your eyes meet, mouth hung open amazed watching as he laps your center clean. Laving between your folds, kissing over your hardened sensitive bud. Tongue covered in slick and cum, a lot of cum.
Jaemin sighs pecking kisses down your inner thighs- “Can’t leave my bunbun messy.”
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“Can’t believe you assholes fucked my bunny.” Haechan pouts. Arms crossed across his chest. Foot tapping on the kitchen floor annoyed, listening to the shower run. Waiting for you to come out for his chance to pounce.
“Our bunny, as if you wouldn’t have done the same if she was in pain like that begging for you. She needed us.” Renjun rolls his eyes. Cutting up carrots to blend into a juicer for you. Pre-heat had you extra sensitive to certain foods. Haechan scoffs, flicking loose strands of hair away from Renjun’s face.
“Easy enough for you to say that. Daddy.” Haechan’s brows wiggle, stealing a carrot to munch on. Renjun’s cheeks warm up, ducking in his chin with a shake of his head.
“Maybe if you guys weren’t trying to fuck her at any given moment, she would have been asking for you.” Renjun tosses out scraps. Cleaning up the mess left behind, Haechan lifting a hand ready to debate. The sound of the shower turning off snaps his head toward the hallway. Cheeks lifting happily listening for the sounds of the shower door sliding open.
“I’m gonna need your room.” Haechan nods, tapping Renjun’s shoulder. “Don’t interrupt, I think I deserve to be alone with bun. You all had your fun, now it’s my turn.”
Renjun throws Haechan a look of dismay, shoulders shrugging. Shaking his head, pointing in the direction to his room. “All yours. Be nice. Don’t make a mess.”
Haechan’s smile widens bending over lifting up a large gift bag. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder. Heaviness of the item dragging his arm down. Puffing out a sound of satisfaction as he remembers why it’s so heavy.
“No promises.” Shooting Renjun a wink, he spins on his foot. Stepping up to the bathroom door waiting for you to exit.
The door opens covering him in foggy clouds of air. Haechan’s fans away the moist humidity exiting the bathroom. His eyes squint catching you by surprise. Jaemin standing by your side wrapping a large cotton towel around your shoulders.
You cutely bounce forward clutching the towel around your body to your chest. Beaming ear to ear throwing arms around him- “Haechannie!”
Jaemin grunts behind you, locking eyes with Haechan. Chest glistening in the aftermath of taking a shower. Haechan’s mind puts two and two together running hands up and down your spine through the soft cotton material of the towel drying your skin.
“My bunnies all clean now?” Haechan whispers, planting light pecks on the shell of your ear. “Did Jaemin help?”
“He always helps me!” You pull away sharing a smile between the two of them. Jaemin smirking, wiggling his brows at Haechan. You look Haechan over, lighting up spotting the pastel pink bag in his hand held together with a large white sparkly bow.
“What is that??” Your question breaks Haechan’s death glare. Grin spreading across his features lifting the bag up.
idk if you take requests but we’d love to hear more about groom jisung, would chenle be the best man?
omg Y E S
Chenle and Jisung are each other’s best man! >u< (like Jaemin & Jeno, Mark & Haechan and Renjun & Yangyang)
Boi has a hanky in his suit pocket ready for his bestie’s tears. He has a cheque & ballpen ready for anyone who stands up and tries to sabotage the wedding. Name yo price. He will buy their soul before his bff Jisung’s wedding is ruined. Forget the bodyguards. This man’s net worth & deadly stares are enough to scare any intruders.
Jisung would have one of those beach weddings where everyone can see the sun setting over the sea in the background. The aisle will be covered in rose petals, flameless candles sprawled all over the sand to light the path, and there will be glowing lights covering every palm tree. He might not show it much, but he is a real romantic and is hella emotional on the inside so it will show instead on how beautiful the setting is and how he looks at you. And boooy those eyes could melt.
He also doesn’t like to be bothered with swimming after the ceremony because he thinks it’s a hassle to clean up after. However, when he saw you bodying that swim suit-- bOI MICHAEL PHELPS WHO??? He went from wearing a whole suit and tie to a Hawaiian shorts that 40 year old tourists dads wear (the difference is your husband puts models to shame so the vibes are ‘son of mafia boss taking a vacation’ instead // lmao wattpad?). Ain’t no way you’re showing ALL THAT without him to intimidate other men on the beach.
He might carry you back to your lodge earlier than you wanted though, but it’s all good because he gives the best back hugs and cuddles. And you’d choose Jisung’s warm embrace over the ocean waves any day. 💗
hi just came here to tell u that i loved ur renjun blizzard in jilin fic. idk why it has so little notes when it's so good ugh u deserve more recognition.
anyways sending u love!!
dude you have no idea how happy your words made me feel
all my life it's been a struggle to fit in, to be heard... so to hear someone say that they loved something i wrote is just-- 😭
i hope i get more interactions too so that i can meet more people as kind as you 😭 im happy you liked it as much as I did writing it~ thank you sm & i love u too 💗
- on crack, what’d u expect from this account lmao XD
- the picture qualities are Jurassic negative HD 0.4K but they still look good because dem visuals infinity/10
DISCLAIMER: Considering that not everyone has the same religion and wedding traditions, just imagine that this is for y’all own culture & religion’s weddings. Also, these men will be down to marry you a thousand times in one lifetime so.... conducting a ceremony again is no problem (that equates to more honeymoons and we love honeymoons).
♡ MARK
The “I do this for my squad, I do this for my gang” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: The type to inform family and friends a year before the actual wedding (he says it's an adult thing). You and Mark will have everything ready as early as possible so y'all can just chill as the date draws near. Will also be loud about it but not in an intentional way, he’s just neomu excited.
⊰⊹ DURING: Dude will throw finger guns to the guests *ehem* Johnny & Yuta *ehem* while he’s literally right next to the priest. He will also shed a few tears and laugh at himself for crying as he sees you walking down the aisle. Will never forget to thank God for blessing him with you ♡
⊰⊹ AFTER: Mark will dance with you in different genres (except there’s no twerking and grinding because you gotta leave space for Jesus). After the big reception, there will be a smaller reception at home with just you, him and yall parents before the actual honeymoon. He will do everything you like once you two are alone tho ;)
♡ RENJUN
The “You’ll remember this as the wedding of the century” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: Renjun's the type to write the most touching and heartfelt vow that will make you both cry and then add some savage twist at the end which will make everyone laugh (flashback to Haechan's birthday vlive). He will also make sure that everything--from the theme to the background music--is aesthetic af.
⊰⊹ DURING: Mans will 100% cry as he pictures you and him spending your entire lives together once he sees you walk down that aisle. Also, he is genuinely crying happy tears but will wipe them dramatically while he’s being filmed by your wedding videographer for ✧ remembrance and effect ✧
⊰⊹ AFTER: “Renjun, why is the temptation of wife OST playing in the background?”
He will sing close to your ear and give you a peck on the lips once in a while while everyone's busy partying. You two will greet the guests for a short while and then escape in a private plane to an island getaway for your honeymoon… it will take off in front of everyone because... ✧ art ✧ Also, get ready for the most romantic love making in Maldives ;)
♡ JENO
The “You thought it’d be no jam but it was actually the best wedding” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: Lets you take charge of planning, but when he suggests his ideas it’s so top notch that you’ll be all “why aren’t you saying more?” and it’s because he believes that the wedding is not as important as the person he is marrying (opposite to Jaemin: Jeno thinks you’ll be happier if he just lets you do whatever you want--as an act of letting you have freedom in your creativity). He’ll be super helpful if you need it tho so no worries.
⊰⊹ DURING: Will accidentally open your veil before the person in charge says “you may now kiss the bride/groom.” He doesn’t care about the cameras, all he sees is you, you and you. Jeno won't cry in the actual event but he will be teary eyed af for sure (he's saving the tears for when you guys are alone).
⊰⊹ AFTER: He will take all his chances to carry you and hold you in his arms all night long. Jeno’s signature eye smile will be plastered on his face all night. That innocent face also prepared a bed of roses and other surprises in your room ready for the honeymoon ;)
♡ HAECHAN
The “We’re not going home until someone blacks out” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: Haechan will pull a prank on you before the wedding so that you’ll coming running to him and he’ll see you (he can’t take the “you can’t see each other the night before the wedding” tradition because he misses you already). He will even make the vow writing a group activity lmao: “Whatchu writing?” “Haechan, stop looking! This is supposed to be a surprise.”
⊰⊹ DURING: He will tell everyone “I’m not gonna cry, that’s sus” but will definitely cry while laughing and get laughed at by family and friends lightheartedly. Haechan will say the funniest vows out of everyone but will also make you emotional because he can switch from being humorous to serious in 0.00001 second.
⊰⊹ AFTER: Reception is real party vibes; it’s not over until it’s game over. He might get bored eventually so you too will sneak out laughing in your wedding attires and just chill around the hotel’s swimming pools. He might also push you into a pool so he can save you and bathe you afterwards ;)
♡ JAEMIN
The “I’ve been dreaming of this my whole life” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: He’ll make the wedding planner question their entire existence (opposite to Jeno: Jaemin thinks you’ll be happier if he plans the wedding for you--as an act of service). He’ll be super open to your suggestions though and will immediately change up anything you don’t agree with so no worries.
⊰⊹ DURING: Jaemin will also give one of the funniest vows but it's because he's unintentionally funny in his speech delivery. He will say the sweetest and uplifting words, refraining from being too emotional because he doesn't want to see you cry... but you still do. Dude might do mild aegyo in front of everyone just to see you smile again (you know the finger on pouty lips one that he does with Renjun? Yep, that one).
⊰⊹ AFTER: He will drag you somewhere when everyone’s busy partying just so he can give you a kissth. He’s down to party with your family and friends but only if you’re always by his side. And he definitely won't care if the party's over or not--once he sees that you’re tired or want to be alone with him, he'll announce to everyone that you guys are gonna bounce… and bounce you shall ;)
♡ CHENLE
The “We can afford a Kardashian wedding but I’d rather keep it simple” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: Boi WILL 100% invite his bestie Stephen Curry. There will be three weddings: one for the grand wedding (at an arena for all of Shanghai to see--he doesn’t like this one but gotta keep those investors in check, you know?). Another for a small circle wedding (just family and friends). The last will be the “just the two of us casually exchanging chips and diamond rings while playing pubg” wedding
⊰⊹ DURING: Daddy Chenle will never forget to mention his son Mark in his vows and speeches. His whole clan will shower you with gifts and affection so much that he doesn’t know if he should be happy or annoyed because they’re not giving you two enough time to spend YOUR wedding together. He’s staying put though because hakuna matata #the scorpio side jumped out
⊰⊹ AFTER: No one else is allowed to touch you except for him. He will carry you bridal style away from the building and to his car so he can have you all to himself. He’ll definitely cry happy tears when it's just the two of you.
♡ JISUNG
The “We really should’ve married in secret instead” Groom
⊰⊹ BEFORE: Will let you take control of the event but will pitch in his creative ideas here and there. Jisung insists that you have a small wedding but the number of NCT members is far from small lol. There's also a high chance of a beach wedding because he loves the open area (gives him more space to breathe plus he’ll see Haechan and Renjun trying to drown each other in the distance and that’s free entertainment).
⊰⊹ DURING: Dude will 100% get clowned by the NCT members while saying his vows (honorable mention: dreamies). He might rap some of his words out of nervousness (which everyone finds cute because it is). He will be all shy and awkward at first and then surprise everyone by his sudden bold moves (e.g. dip you as he kisses you, say the sweetest things). He will also cry happy tears as he sees you walk down that aisle.
⊰⊹ AFTER: He's truly grateful for all the support and love of everyone who attended but as an introvert and an Aquarius Plus Pro Max, he’ll be wishing on the inside that everyone just goes home already so you two can have fun alone. Mans will still get clowned by the members even during the reception but he doesn’t mind because he’s clowning them back now. His hand will be glued to your waist all night and he will sneak in a few kisses here and there.
♡ OT7:
- Everyone will get clowned by the other members regardless of the event so a wedding isn’t an exception. So either you protect your husband or join in on the light teasing... or both.
- You may also get clowned. It’s NCT we’re talking about.
- This is a work of fiction. Except the clownery & RenHyuck drowning each other in Jisung’s wedding. That’s true to life.
Happy Anniversary to our Dreamies >u< we love you guys sm!
This is the story of Renjun’s childhood friend who he left in Jilin when he followed his dreams of becoming an idol.
Now six years have passed, dozens of awards, hundreds of thousands of fans, and a triple million selling album later... he comes back home to see her engaged to another man.
A blizzard is coming to Jilin and it’s the strongest one China has ever seen.
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“I passed the auditions!” Renjun hugged you tightly, shaking you from side to side in joy. “I’m going to Korea!”
“Congratulations.” You smile, tears forming at the sides of your eyes.
Renjun’s dream has always been to be an idol, but your dream was always him. To be with him.
For him to spill out the words that his eyes never fail to say everytime you catch him staring at you.
For him to realize that maybe he didn’t give you his coat on cold winter mornings when yours did not make you feel warm enough just because he thought of you as a friend.
For him to tell you that what he truly wants is to just be an ordinary man in Jilin, grow old with you, chill with each other in the warm fireplace as you look back on your lives in old age.
To leave it all behind and choose you.
But that would be selfish. That would leave Renjun always wondering with what ifs. He would be with you but his heart would be stuck with a dream he never got to achieve. Like an empty vessel of a person you once loved. You can’t bring yourself to do that to him just to make him stay.
You love him so much to cut off his wings when he wants so badly to fly.
“Shouldn’t you go home and pack?” You ask with a forced smile. You’re on the verge of crying in front of him. He needs to go before he sees your tears.
“Right!” He jumps. “By the way, you’re the first one I told. I’m gonna prank my family and tell them I didn’t get accepted first hehe. Serves them right for trying to stop me from going.”
“You meanie.” You chuckled and he smiled.
“Come on. You know I love them and it’s just for light fun,” Renjun ruffles your hair and you almost tell him not to leave you then. You bite your lower lip to stop yourself and his eyes land on your lips before he clears his throat. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
You’re always the first one he told everything to. That was your place in his life. But now, seeing him walking away from you, you realize he no longer belongs only to you and you to him.
He will be loved by a thousand screaming fans and he will perform for them in return. He will end your calls at night earlier than usual because he has to meet other girls and boys in the morning for a fansign event. He will eventually stop messaging you as he becomes busy and you’ll wonder if he forgot about you completely.
Renjun will get his wish while you can only dream of yours.
He will be shining as always. Under the bright, blinding spotlights and the glowing eyes of his many supporters. While you will be at your hometown, staring out at the snowy mountains, reminiscing the days when he looked at you the same way his fans look at him now.
Then you will wake up one day and realize that maybe this is bearable enough.
Maybe it’s okay to continue on, knowing that in this short life you met the one you’d choose in a hundred lifetimes, but he couldn’t choose you in this one.
Maybe you’ll finally agree to that arranged marriage your parents have been trying to set you up to.
And maybe you will change your dream to an actual goal instead of a person who will end up leaving you. Maybe, just maybe… you will forget about Renjun too.
And that’s exactly what you did. Or so you thought.
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5 YEARS LATER
“Honey, remind your fiancé that we’re having his family over for dinner,” your mom says, poking her head out of the kitchen. “Call him, okay?”
You nodded and proceeded to just text Hendery. This arranged marriage isn’t out of love and you both know it. He’s in love with someone else and you’re not willing to give your heart to him. There’s no reason to call each other over things you can just text.
“He says they’re coming.” You said, walking towards the kitchen and making yourself green tea by settling it over ice and waiting for it to melt. Someone you once loved told you this is the best way to make them.
“You didn’t call him?” Your mother asks, concerned. You shrugged. “He’s a nice boy, sweetheart. You’ve been engaged for years and yet you still--”
“Mom, please,” your smile never reached your eyes. “We’ll be fine.”
“Is it because of Renjun?”
You gulped. The mention of his name felt like the cold air that hits you when you step out of the house. It felt like beautiful smiles fading into the background. Like a thousand dreams that were thrown into the fire but the ashes keep on coming back, smothering you and making it difficult to breathe.
“No.” You said almost immediately.
“I heard he’s back home, taking a short vacation.” She presses on, concern plastered on her face as she studies your expression. “Have you talked to him yet?”
“He’s probably forgotten about me.” Your heart was clawing at you from the inside. “Let’s stop talking about him, mom. Do you need help?”
“No, honey. I’m almost finished. You should just get ready.” She pats your back and goes back to cooking dinner.
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Finished with making yourself look presentable, you went down stairs.
You stopped halfway when the doorbell rang.
No one rings your house doorbell. Hendery texts you whenever he’s in front of your house. Your father just goes in when he comes home from work every month.
Only delivery men use that contraption. But it’s night time right now. What delivery company would be on duty at 8 in the evening?
“Sweetheart, open the door for me, okay? I’m setting up the table.” Your mom called out from the dining area.
Something feels off. What if it’s a murderer? Nah, you’ve been watching too many true crime documentaries.
You looked at the peephole just to be sure.
You wished it was a murderer instead.
That would’ve been better for your health than Huang Renjun carrying a bouquet of flowers in front of your doorstep.
“What happened?” Your mom walks towards you. You look back at her, the color in your face gone. “Why aren’t you opening the door?”
She grabs the doorknob but you stop her, shaking your head. You hissed. “Don’t!”
Your mother’s eyebrows furrowed. She peeks in the peephole and sighs before she uses her strength on you and forces the door open despite your struggling.
“Oh look, it’s Jilin’s superstar! Welcome back!” She smiles, genuinely happy to see the boy who made your entire province proud. Asian parents amirite. “Come in, come in. Just in time for dinner.”
“Thank you for your hospitality.” Renjun says as he steps in and pays his respects. His voice was deeper than you last remembered. He was taller, more regal looking and even more handsome. How is that even possible?
Your eyes meet and a million memories flood through your mind. Him hugging you, telling you that he’ll be back soon. Not soon enough. You crying every night until one day you just stopped because you became numb. Not numb enough. Him saying goodbye on the phone one last time before he ghosts you. You cursing him on the top of your lungs and crying in the middle of a storm, wanting to just sink into the snow and freeze outside for years to come.
“Hi,” he says and hands you the flowers. Your eyes flutter, your hands are shaking as you receive it. You don’t know if you should be angry or what. “How are you?”
How are you? You chuckled bitterly. “Great, thanks for asking.”
“Hang his coat, honey. I’ll be in the dining area if you need me.” Your mom says quickly to mask the contempt in your voice and leaves the both of you. If your mother noticed anything, she pretended not to notice. The tension was so thick, it probably suffocated her.
“Won’t you ask me how I’ve been?” He smiles and your throat constricts. You don’t say anything so he sucks a deep breath, continuing. “We’re triple million seller idols now.”
“C-congrats.” You say, forcing yourself to not say more because if you do, you might say things you'll regret. You place the flowers down and he hands you his coat for you to hang. A whiff of his perfume passes. He smells like how a cozy and warm morning would be if it was a scent.
“I’ve missed you. I’m sorry for not reaching out--” You didn’t have enough time to process what he said because your phone suddenly rang in your pocket. He nods, eyes never leaving yours. “Go ahead. Must be an emergency.”
It was Hendery. You picked up. He only calls when it’s really important.
“Yes, Hendery?” Renjun's expression darkens at the mention of Hendery’s name. “A blizzard? Okay, I understand.”
You walk past Renjun and went to the dining area where your mother is. “They can’t come, mom. Can’t drive because the blizzard suddenly worsened.”
“Oh no,” she pouts, then her expression changes when he sees the man standing behind you. “No worries, we have a guest to help us finish the meal. Don’t we, Renjun?”
“Of course, it’s an honor.” His honey voice from behind surprised you. You didn’t know he followed you. “Careful.”
He caught you in his arms when you almost tripped. You were quick to stand up and remove his hold on you. Your mother just stared amused. You were always too composed and collected, but Renjun brings out a clumsy side to you she’s never seen before.
“It’s a shame her fiancé couldn’t meet her childhood friend.” Your mother sighed when all three of you were seated. You and Renjun sat across from each other while your mom was beside you. “The blizzard really did it this time.”
“Fiancé?” His brows knitted, mouth hanging open, waiting for your mom to say he heard it wrong.
“Hendery.” You said, not looking at him while taking a bite of the steak. “We’ve been engaged since 2018.” Since you stopped talking to me.
“Ah, of course,” he takes a bite out of his food but his eyes are still glued on you. “Congratulations.”
“They’re to be married next month. So exciting!” Your mom exclaims beside you and brings more food to your plates. “Eat up, babies. You both grew up so fast. You’ll probably have babies of your own soon!”
You cleared your throat, feeling the heat on your face. You probably looked so red right now.
“But… next month?” He asks again, this time not bothering to cover his distaste of the marriage topic. “Isn’t that too soon?”
You said nothing. Why does he care anyways?
Your mom explains for you that Hendery’s parents have been trying to get you both married since last year but you keep on saying you’re still too young.
“Right!” Renjun extends a hand to prove his point. “What if she changes her mind?”
He looks at you, trying so hard to steal your glance from the food. You give in and look at him. You almost gasp. This is the first time you’ve ever seen Renjun look this desperate. Not when his parents told him not to go to that audition. Not when he talks about becoming an idol. This was much more intense. Like he was about to do unspeakable things to you if you don’t answer him right now.
“I-I don’t think I’ll change my mind.” You finally say, feeling the heaviness in your chest spread through your body, tingling at the end of your fingers.
“Of course you won’t.” Renjun leans, shoulders rolling back as he adjusts his posture. He says nothing to you throughout the whole meal. He smiles and humors your mother when she shares more stories but he has never looked at you again.
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“It’s dangerous for you to leave now,” your mom says, worried. Renjun insisted on going home because their house was within walking distance, but the air was blowing outside at terrifying speeds. “Just stay the night like you always do when you were kids, hmm?”
But we’re not kids anymore. Now, we’re young adults who are totally frustrated with each other. That’s not a good idea. But going outside is evidently much worse.
“You can use her brother’s room.” Your mom laughs from the living room where they both are. Your brother Lucas has rarely visited since he married. “You’ve always been like a son to us anyways, even her brother gets jealous of you sometimes.”
Renjun laughs with her, remembering the good ol’ days. You roll your eyes.
“Thank you so much. I’ll behave, I promise.”
Your mom turns to look at you. You’re washing the dishes in the kitchen. “She’s always insisting to hand wash instead of using the dishwasher. I taught her well.”
“I’ll help her. Please get some rest.” He smiles warmly at her and walks towards you. You both hear your mother go up the stairs, leaving you and Renjun alone again.
“Next month, really?” He asks, grabbing the plate from your hand.
“We’ve already talked about this over dinner.” You sigh. “Just drop it.”
“Are you even sure you want to marry him? Don’t you like someone else?” His tone carried a meaning behind it. Like he knew.
What does he even know?!
"I'm marrying him and that's final." You say sternly, your patience drying up. “That would make me happy.”
“Since when did you start lying to yourself?”
The ticking bomb within you explodes. Years of sadness turned into rage and it filled your heaving chest. Your eyes started to water. Renjun settled the plate down when he saw your expression and faced you, apologizing immediately.
“Please don’t marry him.” He suddenly pleads as he kneels down, touching your hands and looking up at you. “Come back to me. Please.”
“What? Why are you so--” you stop to breathe out loudly. Tears began spilling and your heart felt like jumping out. You wanted to shout in his face. Why do you care?! Why are you begging?! What are we?!
But only a fountain of tears followed. Years of practicing what you would say if something like this happened just blurred in your mind. No amount of practice will suffice once your first love comes back and tells you something like this. None.
“I’m so sorry,” Renjun stood up and wiped your tears away. His eyes also started to become teary. “I know I’m not in the position to tell you that but I still did. I also know I’m way too late, but I just want to tell you that I love you. I really, really love you. I tried to forget my feelings because I know it would be difficult for you to end up with someone like me, but I just can’t get you out of my head.
“Every time my group members asked me if I liked someone, I would say no but in the back of my mind all I see is you. Whenever someone sings your favorite song, I would remember how beautiful you looked when we sang it together. Every moment I go up on stage, I always wondered if you’re watching me from somewhere in the crowd. Every winter when it snowed in Seoul, I would think of how the snowflakes fell softly on your hair here in Jilin. I may have left, but my heart stayed with you.
“I’m sorry I stopped talking to you. I knew you liked me back so I thought it would be selfish of me to let you wait for so long because of the path I chose. You didn’t stop me from following my dreams back then despite that. So I thought to myself, ‘she sacrificed for me, but I can’t do the same for her?’ and I decided that I needed to let you go. You deserved to be happy, too.
"I stopped reaching out so you could forget me and finally be happy in someone else’s arms. I was ready to let you go. But when I heard you were getting married next month, I couldn’t bear it. I can’t imagine it. I’d rather die. I’d rather give up on everything than see you walk down the aisle for another man--”
His voice cracks. Head drooping down into yours as he hugs you tightly. As if he let you go now, he would lose you completely. As if he doesn’t squeeze you like this, you will end up continuing with the marriage.
You looked up at the ceiling, tears flowing and mouth hanging open from his words. Isn’t life funny? For years you were scrambling for answers and in just a mere minute, everything has started coming together.
“Renjun...” You say, your voice low and shaky. “I can’t breathe.”
He loosens his hold on you and looks you in the eyes. His hands cupped your face. “Did you hear me? I said I love you. I said I really, really, really love you.”
“I heard, dumbass.” You cough up a small laugh, the tears won’t stop falling. “I love you too.”
He sighs, relief washing over his face. “Marry me instead?”
“Dude, don’t you think you’re going too fast?” You say, your hands planted on his chest. Eyes puffy. Renjun only found it cute.
“The last time I stalled, I almost lost you. So I’m going all-in now.”
“You’re a kpop idol. What am I supposed to do if you're on tour and I need to give birth, hmm?”
"Don't you think you're moving faster than me? I'm just at the marriage part and you're already at pregnancy." He chuckles. "Then again, maybe we can rearrange the order of things…"
You smacked him on the chest lightly. Who knew he could make dirty jokes like this now?
"You told my mom you would behave."
"Your mom likes me and wants grandchildren. I don't think she'd mind."
"Shut up." You say with a smile and he kisses you. You didn’t expect him to come in stronger than a blizzard and break down all your defenses. His kiss. His truth. His love for you. Him.
There’s still a lot to be done before you two can be free to love each other without worries. But it doesn’t matter. No matter how challenging it is from here on out, you two will have each other and that's all you need. It would be like this. Always.
Renjun's kiss deepens and he smiles victoriously as you melt into his arms. A dozen awards and a ton of trophies he received, but none of those comes close to winning your heart.
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From upstairs, your mom smiles to herself. She heard everything when she went to ask what's taking so long but backed away quietly when she heard you both crying.
"I knew these kids just needed a little push. Oh, oof. We have to cancel that engagement…."
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a/n: Dude I loved writing this so much I actually didn’t want it to end lmao
ship your mutuals with a member of nct and explain why you’d ship them with them 💚💚💚
hi! thank you for this interesting request! i also added colors that describes them ♡♡
꒰ @hakneo ꒱ — doyoung
ani matches doyoung's energy well and they are both gentle human beings. she is a softie and everything about her is unique, just like doyoung.
꒰ @bigbrainenergytingz ꒱ — haechan
she’s a real baddie. haechan matches her chaotic energy just right, they are like two puzzle pieces. fabriha is funny and she cares about others. ps: we’re twins.
꒰ @doeliscious ꒱ — jaemin
she’s a caring, beautiful and soft person. kay and jaemin matches together well and they are such a creative duo. i love her 🥺
꒰ @renchinworld ꒱ — jisung
bryze is the cutest. that’s why she got shipped with our maknae, jisung. she’s kind, funny and shy. please be kind to her because she deserves the universe. this duo is honestly the cutest.
꒰ @jaemintcookies ꒱ — taeyong
nini can’t be shipped with anyone else than taeyong. she’s kind, weird (in a good way) and charismatic. together, they are the cutest aliens. i love her.
a/n: happy 500 followers <3 cw: mentions of food, very slightly suggestive themes (sfw)! <3
✦:˒ Mark◞⁺☆．
like the sizzling sensation you feel on your tongue after eating sugary kids sweets. like the way the cold winter air hits your warm cheeks after stepping outside at night. like laughing so much your belly hurts, but you wouldn't ever want to stop. like a late night drive to all your secret spots, with him softly humming along the songs playing on the radio. like him hitting your shoulder in a fit of laughter and then immediately apologizing. like laying in your beds after a movie night, not tired enough to fall asleep but not awake enough to move, resulting in drowsy talks and sleepy giggles. like the pit your stomach drops into after he backs you up against a wall, challenging you to make the first move. like the weight of his hands around your body, not ready to let you go in the mornings. like stolen smiles and even more stolen kisses.
✦:˒ Renjun◞⁺☆．
like the way the grass tickles your skin when you lay down on it. like the way your nose itches when you've been looking into the sun for too long. like the embarrassed blush rushing over your cheeks after you've mistaken your paint water for your tea cup. like hushed whispers and shared secrets that feel too precious to tell anybody else. like the shared glances you give each other after someone said something questionably stupid. like the looks he gives you that are just a tad too long to be just friendly glances. like the giggly feeling that still lingers after everyone has left from the party. like the small frown that forms between your brows when the lyrics of a song feel a little bit to real. like the soft touches and playful nagging you missed after a period of time apart. like the lingering hugs you only exchange when nobody's watching.
✦:˒ Jeno◞⁺☆．
like the soft cotton blend of hooded sweaters and matching pants. like the sticky feeling of sweaty skin, but bearing it because you can't resist his touch. like the tender feeling of being protected and cared for, without feeling guilty about it. like the sudden body contact after running into each other's arms and clinging onto the other's limbs. like the warmth rushing to your head when he gets all up in your space, just to see your reaction. like the warm blush you wear on your cheeks after hearing his groggy sleepy voice, noticing how much deeper it is than normally. like the warm summer breeze hitting your face when cycling, having long given up on keeping up with him. like the smudged corners of your eye-makeup after smiling too much. like the unexpected laughter you get after landing a spontaneous joke.
✦:˒ Haechan◞⁺☆．
like the warm feeling that lingers in your stomach after a fit of laughter. like the pleasant surprise you feel when he shares his snack with you without hesitating. like the comforting feeling of knowing you can talk for hours but don't have to. like the soft whispers spoken into your ear in group settings, sharing secrets and jokes around the members without them noticing. the warm feeling of his body against your back and his soft breathing making your neck hair stand up. his rough voice coming through the speakers of your phone, asking if he can still come over, even if it's past midnight. like the burning sensation on your hands after they met for a high five. like the stolen glances and blushing ears when he suddenly gets shy with you. like the constant reassurance that you have each other and not much else matters. like the exchange of knowing smiles after he lets you win in a game. like his smug smile after he made you flustered with a particularly bold move.
✦:˒ Jaemin◞⁺☆．
like the soft smell of his cologne always lingering in your clothes. like the weird poke you feel on your hip from laying on one of his plushies. like the small pouts you two have when you have to get up earlier than planned. like the slight brush of skin when he hands you your favourite drink. the feeling of his nose touching your neck and the back of your ears, with soft sighs escaping both of your lips. like the warmth that you feel on your cheeks after catching him watching you with the most lovestruck look in his eyes, and a wide grin to match. like the small protective hand at the lower half of your back, leading you towards his group of friends. like the flavours of food hitting your tongue from the homecooked meal he made you and jisung. like the slight eye-roll you can't hold back when he sends you a one-second-voicenote, screaming ok! from the top of his lungs. like the sweetest smile he wears when calling you hot for no reason.
✦:˒ Chenle◞⁺☆．
like the feeling of knowing each other better than anyone else ever could. like the random feeling of protectiveness you get when just looking at the other sitting next to you. like the promise of not giving up too easily when you don't understand the other right away. like the soft shoulder nudges in order to calm him down. like the deeply furrowed brows and runny mouth after you muttered even the slightest insecurity of yours. like the exasperated sigh you let slip after finding yet another set of dog hair on your dark clothes. like the feeling of waking up with a hand over your face and a leg in your spine. like the feeling of random admiration causing you to call each other cute at the most unexplainable times. the feeling of talking effortlessly, without worrying about what others are thinking.
✦:˒ Jisung◞⁺☆．
like the warm cheeks and shy smiles you try to hide in your sweater. like big hands ruffling your hair after you argued with him and failed to prove your point. like the sound of a random tv show running in the background while you admire his sleepy features in the fluorescent lights. like the sound of rushed footsteps after looking for the last clean t-shirt in the laundry. like the pressed laughter you try to hold when he whispers something into your ear. like the blushing smiles you hold when you are being teased by the older members. like the soft skin of your hands touching when you compare hand sizes. like the disgusted looks you share when you find something super cheesy. like the spicy taste of ramyeon he makes at 4 am because it's the only thing he can cook. like the incomplete sound of music you hear only in one ear after sharing your headphones with each other.
