A/N: My first Chen writing to celebrate his birthday :)
You had been waiting outside your building for Chen for nearly 10 minutes. He had promised to meet you here for date night, but you were starting to think you might just give up and go back in. No sooner had thought crossed your mind, someone snuck up beside you and placed a quick kiss on your cheek.
You jumped slightly as you looked round and found Chen grinning at you.
"Where have you been?" you asked, trying to be stern, but failing miserably when you couldn't help but smile back.
"Does it matter? I'm here now," he replied, pulling you in for a proper kiss before you could respond.
"You're lucky you're cute," you told him, squeezing his cheek.
He grabbed your hand away from his face and laced his fingers through yours so you could walk to the restaurant hand-in-hand.
"Honestly, I just took longer getting ready than I'd planned for," he explained as the two off you headed off. "I wanted to make sure I was looking my best for you."
"You always look amazing."
"So do you. Especially right now."
"Thanks, I put a lot of effort in too," you said, doing a little pose and making him laugh.
With your hand still in his, he pulled you close again and bringing your hand to his lips pressing a quick kiss to the back of it.
To the softest, sweetest, most caring, most talented person of them all- Kim Jongdae. EXO wouldn’t be where it is now without this man, happy birthday Kim Jongdae. You deserve all the happiness the world gives you.
Pairings: chen x reader
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“I feel like I shouldn’t be here.” As you turn to look over your shoulder, your face instantly turned as it you were a dear caught in headlights.
Standing at the threshold of the kitchen was your husband, his shirt now loosely tucked from his pants and his hair already messed up. Unlike you, his shocked face turned to amused and even somewhat teasing as he saw your reaction.
“You weren’t supposed to be home for another hour.” You said timidly, turning to face him fully with the mixer still on your hands, some of the contents dripping on the floor.
Jongdae shrugged, opening the fridge on the side to take a water bottle out. “Sehun and Chanyeol wanted to do a live, our manager made us go home immediately.” Jongdae said, a smile on his face as he opened the cap and begin drinking.
You sighed in defeat, turning back around to place the mixer beside the bowl and lean back to the counter. “I thought I still have an hour.” You said before letting out a defeated sigh.
Jongdae just chuckled at this, going over to you and giving you a kiss, backing away to admire you with the most shinning look, brushing a hair back before giving you another kiss. “Don’t worry, continue what you’re doing. I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything.”
You whined at his teasing, Jongdae smirking at this before exiting the kitchen. “Tell me if ‘dinner’ is ready.” Jongdae added as he made his way back, turning to give you another look to add some bunny ear motions on the word dinner.
It’s at this moment you knew the Jongdae you met from day one was still here, and doesn’t have any plans on leaving.
Request: If there's still space, can I request #1 with jongdae please? Thanks!!
Prompt:
1) ”Here’s a concept…me and you…married.”
Pairing: EXO’s Jongdae x Reader
Genre: Fluff
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Looking to your reflection in the mirror, you let out a quiet groan. The dancing, holiday cats on your sweater were some of the most awful things you had ever seen (and that was ignoring the fact that they also lit up if you flipped a covert switch hidden within the knit.) You turned to the side, furrowing your brows as you further examined your outfit.
Whoever came up with the idea of Ugly Holiday Sweater parties should be sat in a pile of ants on a hot summer day with honey dripping from their earlobes.
But that was just your personal opinion.
“Ugh, how can someone who styles celebrities professionally...show up in an outfit like this?” you clucked, spinning one last time.
SM entertainment was known publicly for their Halloween party, but what few knew was that they also hosted a party in December every year as well. Disregarding holiday preferences, most all employees attended if for nothing more than free food. You had been dragged along every year since you had landed the position as a stylist, and didn’t intend on missing it now. Not even when they changed the theme to an “ugly sweater” party.
“Are you ready?” your friend and fellow stylist asked as she waltzed into the room. Your eyes grew in size as you took her in, her tight sweater leaving little to the imagination.
“You are aware that this is an UGLY sweater event, right?” you croaked, looking down to the sack-like jumper you were wearing.
“Ugly,” she clucked. “Does not mean ill-fitting.”
Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your bag before you had the chance to talk yourself out of going. “Yes, I’m ready.”
“Where’s the antler headband I bought you?” she hummed, her hands on her hips. Her heels didn’t budge as she began to survey your apartment. “They complete the look.”
“Isn’t the sweater enough?” you sighed, already exhausted.
“Fine, grumpy,” she said, sticking her tongue out at you. “Try to save the fun for the rest of us.”
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You moodily gnawed on your candy cane as you surveyed the party bustling around you. Food was being served, drinks were being poured, but you still felt pouty,
“Isn’t this fun?” your coworker gasped, scraping the icing from her holiday cookie.
“I can hardly contain my excitement,” you grumbled. You would rather blend in with the wallpaper than stand out with your brightly flashing cat sweater.
“Did you see Baekhyun over there? Oh, and Key? They’re looking so scrumptious,” she hummed, nearly vibrating with excitement. “Good tidings aren’t the only things I would be giving them-”
“Aye!” you gasped, your eyes wide. “Calm down. You see idols every day!”
“I style for NCT Dream,” she muttered, crossing her arms. “I can’t fantasize about babies.”
“As you shouldn’t!” you said sternly, shaking your head. “You’re impossible.”
“Impossibly attracted to these whole ass men wandering around,” she growled, narrowing her eyes at a guy you recognized to be in Marketing. “Who is that?”
“He’s in a different department,” you murmured, sending a silent wish of luck his way. For as much as you enjoyed being around your friend, she was a bit...difficult sometimes.
“Interesting,” she said, lifting her brows. “I may have to introduce myself.”
“Don’t make me stand awkwardly alone!” you gasped, already dreading the idea of having to make small talk.
“Live a little,” she grinned, looking down to her cookie before taking a bite. “Make friends.”
“With who?” you groaned.
“Why not an idol?” she asked, tilting her head. “What about Chen?”
“Chen?” you asked, lifting your brows. The name sounded familiar, but you couldn’t entirely place it.
“Yeah, the guy who’s been hogging the karaoke mic. He also happens to have on the same horrifying sweater as you,” she sighed, more interested in her cookie than she was in the conversation at this point.
“You said it was cute!” you gasped.
“It is,” she chuckled. “In a grandma-type way.”
“Why him?” you sighed.
“Because he’s hot,” she said thoughtfully. “And he’s a celebrity. And the matching sweaters are a good talking point.”
“Since when did you become such a social butterfly?” you murmured.
“Doesn’t take a butterfly to know how to interact with people,” she grinned. “Don’t worry, I’ll bring him over your way. Maybe he can introduce me to-”
You missed the name of whatever miscellaneous celebrity she mentioned because she was already shuffling out of sight.
Grimacing you took a few steps to follow her, but stopped yourself. Sure, you knew you should probably be networking and talking with your coworkers, but you weren’t exactly the most confident.
Working with the dreamies had preconditioned you to deal with idols who were more like little brothers. You never worried about how you looked in front of them, or how silly you sounded. They always laughed at your jokes and treated you kindly. The older groups were what intimidated you. The men closer to your age, who were in general the more adultier-adults at the label, scared you to no end.
Of course you knew they were probably just as kind as their younger label mates, but you never allowed yourself to figure that out. You were happy being unseen.
Obscurity was where you had decided you belonged. Things were calmer that way.
Safer.
Stirred from your thoughts, you looked up just in time to see a new face in your field of vision.
“Well, call me Rudolph because i have been sleigh-ed,” he grinned. “I don’t believe we’ve met before. I’m Chen.”
“I’m Y/N,” you nodded with a polite bow. “Nice sweater.”
Chen looked down with a wide grin and shimmied his torso a bit. Your friend wasn’t incorrect. It was exactly the same one that you were wearing.
“I didn’t think anyone else would possibly pick this one out,” he laughed. “You must have wonderful taste.”
You lifted your brows and attempted to stifle your laugh. “Is that it?”
“Duh,” he grinned, careful to make sure you were smiling as well. “When people were asking me about coming here with my partner earlier, I was totally confused...but now I get it! We are wearing couples items after all...
...So, you may or may not have noticed that I was doing a bit of karaoke earlier before your friend insisted I come over. Won’t you sing a duet with me? Pretty please?”
“That’s a nice offer,” you sighed, glancing to your feet. “But there’s a reason why I’m a stylist.”
“Is it because you’re so pretty?” he gasped, his eyes wide with innocence.
You felt the heat of embarrassment begin to creep up your neck. He...thought...YOU...were pretty?
“Because i can’t sing,” you corrected, refusing to look up at him.
“Everyone can sing,” he hummed. You didn’t have to make eye contact to know he was still watching you. “It’s just an opinion if people like it or not.”
You shook your head quickly before allowing yourself to lock eyes with him and let out a nervous chuckle.
“Come on, wouldn’t it be cute if two people, wearing matching sweaters, sang a song together?” He begged, reaching forward and grabbing your hand.
Your face was an unmanageable amount of hot as you willed yourself not to look at the place where your skin was now touching his. He apparently had no issue with being forward.
“What about a dance?” he coaxed. “We can rock around the Christmas tree all night long if you’d like.”
“Dance,” you choked out, more of an acknowledgement of the word. How were you going to keep up with an idol’s dancing skills?
Lucky for you, Chen’s skill seemed to nearly evaporate. If it wasn’t part of a choreographed production, he wasn’t going to be the most talented dancer you had ever seen.
“What are you doing?” you said quietly, trying to hide your amusement. After he had taken your stupid utterance of “dance” as an agreement to actually follow him onto the floor, he proceeded to break into his “best” moves.
Which were thoroughly entertaining, but not for the reason you would have guessed.
“I’m free-styling.”
“You look like your pelvis is caught up in a spasm,” you laughed, shaking your head. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw his fellow idols beginning to laugh at his antics as well.
He really was sweet, but the attention was beginning to make you sweat.
“You say tomato, i say tomahto,” he grinned, eyes closed as he was lost in the beat.
Looking from one side of the crowd to the other, you took a deep breath. Catching eye contact with several people you would prefer to be invisible around, you found yourself beginning to step to the side. “I’m going to get some punch.”
“I’ll come with you,” Chen perked up, opening his eyes.
“That’s really not necessary,” you croaked, keeping your face to the ground.
“I’m thirsty too!” he gasped, instantly taking your hand. Chen smiled brightly at you before offering an obnoxious wink. “We’re pretty similar, don’t you think? I mean...we showed up in couples outfits without even having met before! I don’t want to sound too crazy here, but how about this concept...me and you...married. It’s obvious that we were meant to be.”
You attempted to keep from choking on your saliva. The two of you couldn’t be more different.
“No offense, I’m sure you’re incredibly sweet, but if i take off this matching sweater, will you leave me alone?” you whispered.
“Probably not,” he grinned.
“Well...at least your honest.”
“Honesty is the best policy...and honestly, i would love it if you’d agree to a date with me,” he nodded, not even skipping a beat as the two of you arrived at the snack table. “I’d love to get to know you more.”
You blinked in surprise. “Backtracking after you already suggested we get married?”
“I mean, we could work backwards if you wanted,” he smirked. “Marriage, then dating, and then...well, what would come after that?”
You still had to wrap your brain around it. You had quickly established that Chen was very similar to a puppy. Not long after meeting you, he had decided he had liked you.
He had chosen you, in essence, and you wouldn’t be getting rid of him easily.
“So?” he prodded. “Don’t leave me waiting in suspense!”
“Uh, sure,” you managed with a wince. You didn’t want to sound unenthusiastic, but the night has changed rapidly. Especially since Chen had introduced himself.
“if you wake up in a box tomorrow,” he cooed. “Just know it’s because I’ve asked Santa for you this year.”
“That is actually horrifying and mildly adorable at the same time,” you laughed, shaking your head. You had nearly forgotten that he had been holding your hand all of this time.
“Sounds like me!”
“Comforting. Something to look forward to i guess,” you shook your head and attempted not to giggle. For as silly as he was, he really was starting to grow on you.
Glancing up from your interlocked fingers, your breath caught in your throat as you noticed the holiday lights reflected in Chen’s dark eyes. He really was quite handsome.
He watched you closely, silent for the first time since you had met him.
“What?” you croaked
“Nothing,” he smirked, continuing to stare at you without shame.
“Then what are you looking at?” you whispered, furrowing your brows.
“An angel, i think,” he hummed, his smile growing wider. “You just aren’t on top of a tree.”
You felt your heart flutter and heat begin to climb up your neck again.
Maybe being different from Chen wasn’t a bad thing.
summary → you might be very tired after a long day, but jongdae is very needy and he knows the perfect way to help you wind down
word count → 2.8k
warnings → smut; pwp, female!reader, oral, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, me rambling about dae’s moles and happy trail for hundreds of words, etc.
a/n → my bby girl @trishmarieco was feeling down and i had to cheer her up !! and what better way to do that than with some jd pwp??? anyway i love u trishie and i hope this helps !! - admin ruby
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The long-forgotten plot of the K-drama you had been mindlessly watching played across your laptop screen, overlapping voices and background music drowning together into an indiscernible mess of sound. You’d lost track of what the main character had been talking about a minute or two into her rambling, but you didn’t bother turning the show off. It was a good enough distraction -- good enough to somewhat take your brain off the hectic week you’d been dealing with. Between work, family, and your daily routine, a night snuggled up in your bed -- with whatever Netflix title you stumbled across -- was exactly what you needed.
But, of course, it couldn’t be that easy. When was it ever?
Even with the colorful light from your screen dancing across your face, one earbud in and the other forgotten against your chest, you could still see Jongdae from the corner of your eye. You lolled your head in his direction, your tired gaze landing on his form slouched against the doorway. His cheek pressed into the wooden frame, pout painted across his lips.
You waited for the inevitable “what’s wrong?” he always asked when you were acting even slightly off, but he just smiled lazily, playfully wiggling his eyebrows. “I missed you,” he spoke, the end of his lips still turned up, but underlying concern heavy in his tone. Of course, he noticed your mood, and you were sure he’d point it out sooner or later.
“Missed you more,” you replied, and took your other earbud out, closing your laptop with a sigh. Your show was good, sure, but your boyfriend’s arms seemed like they’d be a much better cure for your bad mood. Jongdae watched you carefully before he pushed off the doorway and made his way to the bed.
He flopped onto the mattress with a chuckle, the bed creaking and jiggling from the sudden weight. You giggled at that, and Jongdae looked up at you with sparkling eyes, clearly happy with the small reaction he was able to pull from you.
“What were you watching?” he asked, resting his head against the side of your lower leg. His lithe fingers danced below your knee, drawing random shapes into your skin. You melted from the small touch alone, letting out a sound you hoped conveyed an, “I have no idea.”
“Some drama on Netflix,” you responded. “It was boring.”
Jongdae laughed at that, his nose scrunching. He just shook his head, fluffy hair brushing against your calf. “If you were bored, you should have just told me,” he teased, looking up at you suggestively. His fingers pressed a bit harder into your skin, and you raised an eyebrow at him.
“What?” he whined, in reaction to the incredulous look on your face. “I told you I missed you…” He shifted, pushing himself up as he settled further between your legs. “And you showered without me when you got home.” Jongdae’s lips jutted out as he complained, pitch getting higher and higher with each word.
“That’s because I was sweaty from my workout, and I needed to wash my hair.” If Jongdae had been in the bathroom with you, you would have ended up much, much dirtier than when you went in.
Jongdae had no response to that except for a huff. He was undeterred, however, as he pushed your knees apart, and grabbed your closed laptop from you, before setting it aside. You didn’t bother stopping him -- instead choosing to sink further into the bed as he hovered over you.
He looked down at you lovingly, care swimming in his dark irises. You couldn’t help but wrap your fingers around his neck, thumb brushing over the moles below his jaw. He shuddered at the feeling, his chin lifting to let your fingers and eyes wander over the expanse of golden skin. And you did -- letting your palms drift down his chest, nails catching on the collar of his thin shirt, and tugging it down slightly, until that one beauty mark above his collarbone was visible.
You leaned up and pressed a kiss against the small mole, feeling Jongdae’s chest rumble with a content hum. One of his arms held him up, but the other found its way to you, his palm resting on your cheek as he pulled you from his sternum. His lips met your forehead, then, the tip of your nose, and the jutted part of your cheek. Before the impatient grumble bubbling in your throat could be released, he finally kissed you, and you could practically feel your stress from the day evaporating into the air.
It was clear Jongdae wasn’t in the most teasing of moods, thankfully, as he quickly tugged your bottom lip between his teeth. You let out something akin to a gasp, or a whimper maybe, and he soothed the red skin with a kitten lick. His tongue always had you falling apart, and you knew that Jongdae knew that. If only to prove your point, he pulled back, before his mouth met your neck, tongue poking out to lick a stripe up to your jaw. You shivered as cool air met your slick skin, and you could feel Jongdae grin against you.
“So tense.” Jongdae tsked. “You know I’ll take care of you, just let go.” His voice trailed off towards the end of the sentence, his lips soon becoming more preoccupied as they connected to your flesh yet again. He licked, teased, and nipped at your neck while his fingers danced with the hem of your shirt, running over the sliver of skin visible from where the fabric had ridden up.
That soon became not enough, however, as Jongdae started to tug on the bottom of your shirt, making you arch your back to help him pull it off. He barely parted from you while you yanked the fabric over your head, before tossing it blindly to the corner of your room.
Jongdae groaned at the new sight, your bare heaving chest exposed to his lust-filled gaze. You hadn’t bothered to put a bra back on after your shower, and you were extremely grateful for that decision as Jongdae dove between your breasts. His tongue dragged up your sternum, before following the natural curve at the top of your chest. You keened at the feeling, back lifting from the bed as you chased his touch.
As always, he was ever so giving, meeting your reaction with more licking and sucking. This time, his lips curled around your nipple, letting it harden before his tongue circled the skin. He repeated the gesture on the other side, until his saliva glistened against your flushed flesh, and a string of spit connected his swollen lips to your nipple.
“You should have told me that you had a bad day,” Jongdae murmured, as he licked his lips, before kissing down your torso. Your hands carded through his hair, the dark strands tangling around your fingers as you helped lead him lower and lower. “I would have taken care of you earlier.”
“Better late than never,” you retorted, and Jongdae hummed in agreement, the vibrations making your hips and lower stomach tingle as his mouth traced over them. His palms found their place on your outer thighs, caressing them, but also holding you down as he marked you. Blotches of discolored skin and teeth-shaped indents began to cover your body as Jongdae attacked every inch he could reach.
But, just as before, Jongdae was far from satiated. He made that much clear when he bit the waistband of your sweatpants, and pulled it, before letting the elastic snap back in place. You yelped, but he just smirked. You took the undressing upon yourself, and started to tug your sweats off, having to stop every few seconds as Jongdae’s greedy hands and lips covered your now bare legs.
“Jongdae,” you huffed, and he just chuckled, but helped you remove your pants and discard them just like you did with your shirt. The grey fabric was practically still midair by the time Jongdae was already back to being distracted by your legs, spreading them eagerly. He shuffled down the bed and situated himself between your thighs, leaning down to kiss the inside of each of them. His breath was hot and his lips were soft and wet against your skin, his fingers and palms rougher as they kneaded and caressed.
At this point, you were starting to feel the wetness pooling between your legs, the blood rushing as your body heated up. Your panties clung to your soaked core, and when Jongdae nuzzled into you, you couldn’t hold back the throaty moan that racked through your body. He kissed your core through the thin fabric, his nose brushing against your clothed clit. The friction had you squirming, making Jongdae pin you down even more. He inhaled deeply, before his warm exhale hit you -- a whimper leaving your lips at the feeling.
He looked up at you with eyes as black as tar, cheeks flushed and lips swollen and pink. Whatever resolve he had was thrown out the window as he finally grabbed your panties and almost ripped them off, immediately returning to your core once the offending fabric was out of the way. Without hesitation, he licked a long stripe up your folds, wrapping his lips around your swollen clit once he reached it.
“F-fuck, Dae-.”
The nickname had him moaning, the feeling making your thighs clench and your hands grip Jongdae’s hair tighter between your fingers. His tongue flicked against your clit a few more times before he returned to your dripping core, lapping up the arousal that threatened to drip down your thigh.
“That’s right,” he cooed, one of his hands joining his talented mouth. “Give it to me.”
His middle finger slid in easily, and he quickly crooked it to brush against your front wall, your muscles tensing as you squeezed around him -- desperate to be filled. He must have noticed, of course he did, since he let his ring finger join just a few seconds later, spreading them both to stretch you open. His mouth stayed focused on your clit, tongue laving, flicking and lips sucking over the bundle of nerves. With his hands off your legs, that meant you could finally wrap your thighs around his head -- which you did -- and he accepted willingly, though not without a small chuckle.
“Just let go, babe,” Jongdae murmured, his fingers moving faster, wrist flicking and the veins in his arm becoming more apparent as he flexed the muscles. Seeing him so disheveled but so composed between your legs, chin wet with your slick, and fingers rapidly fucking into you had you falling apart quickly, heels digging into his shoulders as you threw your head back with a moan.
“That’s it, so good,” he praised, circling your clit with his tongue over and over as you came around his fingers, their movements never relenting even when your walls had stopped clenching around them. You tried to push his head away when the overstimulation hit, but Jongdae was a determined man -- licking up every drop of release between your legs. He bit a few more marks between your thighs while you caught your breath, chest heaving and legs shaking.
“You’re gonna have to shower again after this,” Jongdae said, offhandedly. His eyes stayed on you, but he busied himself with pulling his shirt off, and aiming for the hamper when he threw it across the room. He grinned when he made the shot, and you just smiled along with him. Even in moments like these, he was still so playful. “You’re already sweating again.”
He wasn’t wrong -- your body was covered in a light sheen of sweat and leftover saliva, courtesy of the smirking boy above you.
“At least that means we can take one together this time,” he joked, hands falling down to unzip his jeans. The enticing trail of light hair that led to his waistband caught your eye, and you couldn’t help but ogle the sight, practically drooling. His deep v-line only made you more heated, and when his jeans were fully off, you let your gaze drift to his thighs. They were so toned and the small moles dotting his skin were so kissable.
“My eyes are up here,” Jongdae sang, and you looked up at him with a playful scowl. “Oh, don’t give me that look! I know how riled my thighs get you.” Accentuating his words, he pulled his boxer-briefs down and tossed them aside, shooting you a greasy wink as he did so. “I’ve seen you cum on them enough times to guess.”
You playfully slapped his thigh when he hovered over you again, trying not to show how flustered that sentence made you. Jongdae could tell, though, like always, and he leaned down to kiss your flushed cheeks. “Don’t go all shy on me, now.” He grinned, and you buried your head in his neck, pressing a few kisses against the sweaty skin.
While you were somewhat distracted, Jongdae grabbed one of your legs, and wrapped it around his waist, leaving the other on the bed. You held onto his shoulders to steady yourself while he grabbed his cock -- which was practically pulsing against your thigh -- and stroked it a few times. He led the tip to your core and you canted your hips, your wet folds slicking up the shaft and tip.
“Fucking hell,” Jongdae groaned, fingers digging into your thigh. His hips jerked and he slid against your core again, both of you moaning at the friction. The head of his cock bumped against your clit and you whimpered, still sensitive from just having cum minutes before.
You pulled Jongdae closer, though, craving for him to fill you up. He was just as ready, lining up before he sunk into you -- inch by agonizing inch. “Been waiting all fucking day for this,” he cursed, but contradicted his impatient words by pushing into you as slowly as possible. You could feel every vein and curve of his cock as you clenched around him, body already desperate to cum again.
Finally, finally, he was all the way in, so close your swollen clit got more friction than you thought you could handle at this point. Jongdae didn’t let up, though, immediately pulling back and pushing into you at a faster speed than before. His hips barely stopped after that, thrusting rapidly as he sought for his much-needed release.
You mewled out his name as you arched into his body, hardened nipples rubbing against his firm chest. The angle he had you in let him reach so deep, touching every sensitive spot inside you. There was so much stimulation at once -- your body pressed against his, his fingernails leaving indents in your thighs, his shoulder blades tensing in your grip -- you couldn’t hold back all your moans and whines.
Jongdae pressed his forehead to yours, both sweaty and his bangs somewhat in the way. His breathing grew heavier, and you could feel his thighs shaking against your own, his cock pulsing inside you. He cursed into the air between you when you clenched around him, his hips stuttering for a moment as he tried to hold back from cumming too quickly.
You were so close, though, already worked up from your first orgasm. “Please Dae,” you begged -- but you weren’t sure what for. You wanted him to fill you up, but you also wanted him to never stop moving, to grip you tightly like he was doing now and never let you go.
Luckily, your first wish came true, when Jongdae finally groaned deeply, his hips jerking unevenly as he came with a low whine. His last few thrusts and the new feeling of his thumb against your clit had you cumming a few moments later, walls squeezing around his sensitive cock as you milked him dry.
He barely held himself up, a decent amount of his weight on top of you as he sucked in deep breaths. You didn’t mind, pulling him closer and wrapping your other leg around his waist to keep him inside you just a minute longer -- and who was he to complain about something like that?
Jongdae rolled off you a few kiss-filled minutes later, his cum dripping down your thigh when he slipped out of you. He watched the sight closely, and he was sure if he had any energy left he would have gone another round just to fuck his release back into you.
For now, however, he just pulled you into his chest with a sigh, kissing your hair and forehead as you wrapped your arms around him.
“Well,” he murmured, and you could feel his grin against the top of your head. “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for that shower.”
He barely dodged the playful smack you delivered a second later.
@byunfirstlady asks: Knock knock, another request 🌹 any exo boy you want with 26 and 65 please 🌻 also take your time!
a/n: we desperately need more Jongdae in our lives. Next drabble game pls send more of this soft hubby ok??? Also girl did I not take your ‘take your time’ seriously oh my lordt
DRABBLE GAME | MASTERLIST
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Jongdae seemed distracted lately. The two of you waited tables at the small diner in your town, and usually your shared shifts were spent teasing one another and cracking jokes, giving the rest of the crew a hard time. But the past three shifts were the complete opposite, with Jongdae virtually ignoring you the whole time.
It bummed you out, but you thought that maybe he had a lot on his plate lately, so you didn’t question him about his strange behavior.
It became a cause of concern when it visibly started affecting his work.
Like now, you watched as he went to wipe down a table, spilling the salt shaker in the process, causing a bigger mess. He swore under his breath, shoulders slumping as he went to clean the seasoning off the table. Oh, this wouldn’t do.
You were only a few tables away when it happened, so you breezed past him. “Isn’t that bad luck?”
“What is?” He asked, voice void of any amusement, which was a first.
You internally frowned, but pressed on. “Spilling salt. You’re supposed to throw it over your left shoulder or the devil will get you.”
“It’s a good thing I’m not superstitious then, huh?”
“Well, I am.” You took a pinch that still lingered and threw it over your left shoulder like you’d advised. He scoffed and headed into the back, you trailing after him.
“Alright, Jongdae,” you said once the two of you were in the privacy of the kitchen. “What’s going on with you? It feels like lately you don’t want anything to do with me.”
He sighed, eyes locking with your fellow coworkers who were in the same room, making it pretty obvious they were pretending they weren’t listening.
“Not here,” he finally replied, voice cold.
“Then when?” You pressed on. “You can’t keep giving me the cold shoulder! Especially if I don’t even know why!”
“I’ll explain everything later, okay?” He promised through gritted teeth.
“Jongdae! You’re needed out front! Table four!”
You watched in amazement as he changed his demeanor. His tight lips curling into an attractive polite smile as he headed out into the lobby.
You let out a shocked laugh, also catching the eyes of your nosy coworkers. “What?”
They all jumped from your question, rushing back to the tasks they were paid to do.
Finally, after working probably the tensest shift ever, you clocked out. Jongdae quickly ending his as well. He made a run for it, but you hastily blocked the door with your body.
“Not so fast!” You said and he sighed again.
“Can we at least do this outside?” He bartered and you allowed it, letting him lead you out to his car. You leaned against the vehicle as he played with the cobblestone of the parking lot. “Do you remember last Friday? At the work party?”
Oh, how you wanted to forget that cursed event. You had a growing crush on Jongdae for some time now, and at the party he had spent majority of his time by your side. That was, until the new girl waltzed in. She was gorgeous. All of the guys that worked with you thirsted over her like she was a lake—all except Jongdae. At least, that’s what you had thought, but the party proved otherwise when he gravitated towards her instantly, leaving you in the dust.
Your drunken mind drowned in jealousy and you did the only thing that seemed right at the time—you threw yourself over another coworker, Yixing, who was just as hot as her and unnervingly polite. You weren’t proud to admit that you took advantage of his niceness, making sure Jongdae had a full view of you getting close to someone who wasn’t him. It wasn’t soon after he left—alone—and you grew sober enough from guilt, leaving soon after.
You had hoped that had nothing to do with the way he had been treating you, but it turned out it must have.
“What about it?” You asked, defenses already building.
He laughed humorlessly. “Your message was well received. I’m giving you space since you want nothing to do with me anymore.”
“What the hell are you going on about, Jongdae?”
“The party! I left you for five minutes just for you to be all over Yixing! If the way you looked at me while you did it was any indicator, I would think you didn’t really want to be my friend. Message received! And to think I thought, I don’t know, maybe I’ve been reading too much into things, but I thought that you and I were growing closer? That, maybe, we were a little more than friends? But Friday night you definitely let me know we are nowhere as close as I thought we were.”
“Wait, wait,” you interrupted, raising you hand to stop him. Jongdae gulped, obviously uncomfortable with the conversation being had. “You thought we were ‘more than friends’?”
“You don’t have to mock me,” he muttered, glancing away embarrassingly. He shrugged, trying to make it nonchalant, but his neck was too stiff. “I get it, okay? We’re not. I’m sorry for liking you. As I said before, I got your message so… I’m reeling it back.”
You walked up to him, watching your breathes’ mingle in the cold night and bopped him on the head—hard.
“Ouch!” He whined loudly, rubbing the spot you hit. “What was that for?!”
“If you think I don’t feel anything for you, then you’re more stupid than I thought,” you revealed, feeling your face heat up despite the chilly air.
“Wait, what?” His eyes slowly widened with realization. “But… Yixing? Why…?”
“I was trying to make you jealous, Dummy!” You said with pinched eyes. “You had ditched me for Jennie and I got jealous! I wanted you to feel what I was feeling. I wanted you to see that I was unbothered by you not liking me because, damn it, Jongdae! I like you! Okay?”
It was silent as you both let the new information process.
“So…. You do like me…? Like that?” He asked quietly.
“Don’t make me hit you again,” you threatened. “Yes, Jongdae, I like your unsuperstitious ass!”
A pleased grin grew on his face. “I like you too.”
You both simply smiled at each other. Jongdae took the few steps left to close the gap between you, pulling his hands out his pockets so that he could hold your hips tightly. “Well, it must be a good thing you are, because I’m now the luckiest guy alive.”
“Ew,” you joked and you both laughed as he dipped his head to give you a tender kiss.
Genre: A mix of fluff and angst,but with a happy ending.
Length: 7.9k+ (Wow)
Warnings: Mentions of death
A/N: how long has it been since I last posted a fic? Idk anymore but this is finally here! Inspired by The Little Mermaid so get ready for Disney level fluff and angst. Also I’m on mobile so I couldn’t put read more. Once I figure out how I will. Hope you enjoy and sorry for the inconvenience.
All he could see was black, as he floated to the bottom of the ocean. He tried to breathe but it was to no avail. He tried to open his eyes but that was in vain as well. His world had shattered right before his eyes and was about to end as well. His body stopped the fight to try and stay conscious. He fell asleep for what he thought was going to be eternity. This was the end for him. Or so he thought...
You heard the ship crash. You heard the panic, screams and tears. The debris sinking down to the bottom, with the ship that once stood proudly on the seas. Then you saw him. He looked helpless. Shirt ripped and tattered. Blood coated his hands and face. His body descending into the depths of the ocean. You couldn’t leave him like this. Even if you were going against your strict father’s wishes, you wanted to help. Carefully, you gathered him in your arms and swam up to the surface, your purple tail slightly poking out. You laid him on the hot sands and waited for him to wake up. You thought it was maybe too late and he had already kicked the bucket. You had no knowledge on how to revive humans so you just stared at him. His blonde hair damp and all over the place. His eyes shut tight. After sometime, he started to regain his consciousness and awaken. The first thing he saw was your orbs boring deep in his soul, tracing his frame.
“The ship.” He murmured, looking at the sand, “ Where am I?”
He looked at your and saw your tail.
“What are you?!” He said, “Get away from me!” He tried to get up, but staggered down to the sand in pain.
“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. I’m here to help you, even.” You said in a soft reassuring tone. You gave him a small smile hoping that would calm him as well.
“You’re a mermaid?” He asked, cocking his head to the side slightly.
“ Yes, I am.” You replied
“I still can’t believe it. I’ve met a mermaid.” He said loudly, showing of his bright pearly white smile in the process. You swear that smile could kill a person. It was that infectious.
“I’ve heard bad things about your kind. Like how you are all manipulative cheats and how you are all good for nothing. But you don’t seem to bad.” He explained.
“Same on my side.” You said, “ They say humans are evil and all they want to do to is kill our kind. I’m actually disobeying my father by talking to you. In the mer world any contact with humans is forbidden.” You laughed a bit at your similar situations.
“Jongdae.” He said reaching his hand out.
“Y/N. Nice to meet you Jongdae.” You returned his hand shake.
You enjoyed Jongdae company, finding his loud and quirky personality appealing. Every time he laughed, you ended up laughing. He had this positive energy radiate off of him, you had never felt another mer-person have. You felt with him like you could faced anything. You felt complete with him. You guys just clicked. It was shame when your conversation was interrupted. Someone walked on to the beach and looked in your direction. You quickly hide behind a rock, trying not to be seen.
“Jongdae!” The man shouted, “Look at the state of you! We better get you to a hospital.” He had a sympathetic look expression as he lifted Jongdae up and supported him while walking. Jongdae turned his head round, to see you. He mouthed a silent thank you and walked away from the beach. “Until we meet again.” You hear him quietly say. The sky was now an light orange with the sun slowly sinking down below the sea. You also decided it was getting late to head back home. Diving your head back into the water, you swam back home. On your way someone called your name.
“Y/N, where have you been?” It was your friend Kibum . “I was waiting for you all day.”
He complained. Kibum then saw the smile on your face and knew that something had happened.
“Why are you smiling like that?” He questioned, “What happened?”
You decided to open up to your best friend as you knew you could trust him. He would keep your secret safe for sure.
“I.. Umm saved a human from drowning.” You said wearily.
“Y/N.” He sighed,”Why? You know how much trouble you would be in.”
“But I had to! He was going die if I didn’t!” You tried to argue.
“I just don’t want you to get into trouble. I’ve seen how bad your dad gets when he’s angry.” Kibum voiced his concern. He was always worried for you, which you could always appreciate.
“I know, but he doesn’t have to know.” You said with a hint of mischief.
“Are you implying what I think?”
“ Just please don’t tell anyone,Kibum, please, just for me?” You tried to convince him.
“Fine, you know I can’t resist.” He finally gives in. “ But you have been warned.” He said and swam away. You didn’t see what was so wrong with humans. You saw one up close and he was fine, nice even. You swam back home only to meet your father outside the cave door.
“Would you look at the time.” Your father said sarcastically,”What were you doing, that made you stay out so late?” He knew something was different about your demeanour, you were being skittish and hesitant. “Answer my question!” He demanded. Kibum wasn’t lying when he said your father gets angry quickly. He can go from 1 to 100 in a second, always scaring you. “I’ll give you 5 seconds to answer, if you don’t answer things will become serious.” He threatened you.
“1...... 2.....3......4-“
“ I was with a human, okay!” You said as you tensed up. You thought there was no point trying to hide it anymore, it was better to get it done and over with. Maybe he would understand this time.
“A HUMAN!” Your father shirked, “Out of all the things to do you decide to be with a human!”
“He was going to die, I had no choice!” You retorted.
“Not only did you engage contact with a human but also saving one as well?” Your father said, “Y/N you are such a disappointment, I have done nothing but raise you the best I can and then you go and bring shame to me!”
“No wonder mum left you, she must have felt trapped! Suffocated. You give me no space to breathe. Maybe that’s how she felt as well!” You said in the heat of the moment,with tears pricking your eyes and clouding your vision, not fully processing what would happen next. You mum has rarely been mentioned as she left when you were small. Your dad had never mentioned her, maybe because it hurt to much.
“How dare you disrespect me like that. That’s it go to your room. You’ll be lucky if you ever see the light of day again.” He said coldly, pointing to the door of your room. You knew you had gone to far, but he called you a disappointment. A disappointment, he was crossing the line to. You just silently obeyed his order with a scowl on your face. You swam to your room, once there you finally allowed yourself to cry. You felt as this was injustice, he didn’t even give you chance to explain that Jongdae was a nice person, who meant no harm. Humans weren’t as bad as he thought. Mer-people were no different to humans in your eyes. You wondered if you were the only mermaid to have this point of view. Everyone else around you seemed to despise man kind. You just couldn’t wrap your head around everything. Eventually, you drifted to sleep dreaming of Jongdae, the cute sailor boy you had meet earlier that day and how you yearned to see him again.
Weeks you spent cooped up in your house, no matter how hard you pleased your dad he refused to let you go out. It was miserable. All you could do was stretch your fins and swim around your room. Staying inside also didn’t help your feelings for Jongdae. You hadn’t seen him in days but you fell harder and harder for him. *That smile. That damm smile.* You know it sounds cliché, but you couldn’t help it. He was perfect to you, an absolute angel. You knew your feelings could only lead to bad things, as your father was fuming at you just for taking to him. However, no matter what you’re brain tells you, you will always follow your heart. Your heart wanted Jongdae. Interrupting your reverie, your heard bang on your window, breaking the lock preventing it from opening. You looked outside, only to see Kibum , splashing his yellow tail around.
“What the heck do you think you’re doing!?” You shouted in a low voice as it was late.
“Trying to get you out of that cave,” he replied sarcastically.
“What happened to *you must listen to your father *.” You rolled your eyes.
“Forget about that.”Kibum said,”Anyway I have much more important news to tell you, but you need to be down here for that.”
“Ugh, fine.” You carefully opened the window and left the room you’ve been locked in for weeks. You swam down to the sea bed where Kibum.
“So what did you want to tell me?” You asked in a whisper.
“I know how you can turn human.” He said. “WHAT!” You shouted but quickly covered your mouth soon after. “Turns out it’s not that hard, it’s simple even.”Kibum said. “What do I have to do then.” You said a lot quieter this time. “Turns out all you need to do is walk on land.” He replied. “That really is simple, how did you find out?” You questioned. You were always told that if mer-people stepped on the sand of the other world you would die. Your soul too pure to handle the filth of the human world. “I’m pretty sure you don’t want to know, I went to some pretty sketchy places to find out that, perhaps a little bribery as well.” He said slyly. If what Kibum is saying is true, why would they make up this lie. Are they trying to hide something? Is this something we are even supposed to know? Some deep truth locked behind the walls of secrecy for millennia? Of course Kibum was the only one who could get this kind of information. You rolled your eyes and sighed at your friends antics. “Let’s not waste any time and go the surface to try it out.” You said.
The both of you swam up to the shore, feeling the sun’s rays beat down on you. The scorching hot sand against your fingers tips was quite a contrast with the slight chill of the ocean. “The only thing you may have to worry about is the heat. As it human summertime, You’ll have to take more water breaks than usual, but apart from that you’ll be fine.” Kibum explained. “Wait you’re not coming with me?.” You said. “Nah, I rather stay here where it’s cooler, I don’t wanna to deal with heatstroke.” Kibum remarked. “So you are saying that we could die of heatstroke, but still sending me up here!” You exclaimed. “Y/N,honey, I’m doing you a favour here! I saw those *doe* eyes you had after you came back from saving him.” He snapped back,imitating the look on your face. He* did *have a point. You chuckled slightly then looked around the beach. Your eyes found the figure of a man. You looked harder and found it to be Jongdae. He looked much healthier now, his cheeks fuller and blood-free. Scars now replaced the once massive cuts and wounds that adorned his cheek bones and callloused hands. His expression looked lifeless though as he stared out to the seeming never ending ocean. “Kibum, look over there, that’s Jongdae.” You pointed to him, sitting on a rock not that far away from you. “Ooooh, he’s cute, but looks a bit lost, maybe you can cheer him up.” He patted you on the back and signaled you to lie on the sand. You followed his instructions and lifted yourself upon the sand, waiting in anticipation of what might happen. You felt a weird tingling sensation in your tail and you shut your eyes tight, hoping for the best. When you opened them again your shimmering purple tail transformed into a pair of legs. You gasped as you looked down at them, you did still see a few purple scales but you didn’t care. You were now wearing a purple skirt instead. After a few attempts, you managed to stand up and walk.
“Wow, girl you look amazing!” Kibum screamed,” Now go get your man, I’ll be waiting for you when the suns down!” You waved him off, watching him disappear in the aqua sea. It was time to see what these legs could do as you walked over to Jongdae, tripping on the way. You lightly tapped his shoulder, making him turn around and look at you.
“Y/-N...” He stuttered, with a look of pure confusion on his face. “It’s me.” You confirmed with a smile. His expression then turned to once of happiness and bliss as he engulfed you into a hug. “What happened to your tail?” Jongdae said, with his lips curving up in a genuine smile. “I found out how to turn myself human.” You answered. “Why, I liked your tail,” he smirked. “Because I wanted to see you again.” You looked down the ground to try and hide the evident embarrassment on your face. “Don’t look down, your cute when your shy,” He said laughing a bit. That didn’t do anything but worsen your flustered state. Jongdae laughed a bit louder this time and used his hand to lift up your chin so your now facing him. “Are all mermaids this cute?” He gushed and booped your nose. “Hey don’t do that.” you said while covering your nose. He whined and pouted at your defiance. “Why don’t you let me take you around the city? Don’t worry it will be fun.” Jongdae offered.
You accepted quickly and grabbed on to his hand as he lead the both of you out of the beach. Your heart was racing and a shot of adrenaline rushed through you. You knew your dad would kill you but you didn’t care what he had to say any more. You were happy and safe with Jongdae. Even in the short time you had known him in, you know he could never hurt you. If he was really out for you he would have killed you by now, right? But you trusted him and he trusted you. While walking he turned back and looked into your eyes. “Everything all right, you’ve been really quiet back there.” He said concerned. “I’m fine, I’m just excited.” You said with a reassuring smile. “Oh good, I’ll take to a place I know you’ll like.” He replied.
Those eyes that held the galaxy. That stare that caught your attention every time. That smirk that could make anyone feel weak to their knees. That laugh that lights up the earth. You were getting addicted to everything about him. He was the breath of fresh air you needed. A chance to show how adventurous you could be ,without your father’s restrictions. You could finally have fun with your life. Jongdae was the perfect person to let out that side of you to. He was fun and explosive, the type anyone would warn you, to stay away from as they might seem like a bad influence. But Jongdae has this aura that surrounds you and suffocats you in the best way possible. You were intoxicated with Jongdae’s appearance and personality and you couldn’t get enough. You would take any chance to get to know him better and this was your time. But you didn’t get ahead of yourself, knowing he definitely won’t feel the same, or did he?
In the hot midday sun, you and Jongdae walked, hand in hand, down the pavement leading off of the high street. You were to busy looking around in curiosity to notice that you had stopped in front of a store, until Jongdae nudged your shoulder.
“Come inside, i know you’ll love it!” He exclaimed. You were a bit apprehensive about it but you trusted Jongdae and you knew he could never hurt you. He could never have it in him. The man led you into a vast shop filled with shelves upon shelves of books.
“A library!,” you shouted. Jongdae was quick to cover your mouth with his hand and put his fingers on his plush lips, signalling that you should be quiet. You mumbled a quick a sorry in embarrassment. “We have these as well.” You said whisper shouting this time.
You’ve always wanted to learn about the human history and customs but,of course, anything to do with humans is strictly forbidden. You still wondered how Kibum got that book.
“See I knew you’d love this place!” Jongdae said with his smile beaming as bright as sun rays and eyes crinkling into moon crescents.”I guess you’d want to go into the history section. You know to read up about stuff?” He scratched his head. “ Or would you like to read some fiction, I have some good recommendations?”
“History,” you said and let him lead you through the seemingly endless isles of texts and stories. Jongdae gestured his hand towards a certain line of book, saying you should choose some. You stared in awe at the selection of things to read. In the end you decided to reach your hand out and pick a book on the bottom right side. You swiped of the dust on the worn spine and carefully flipped so you could see the front cover. It said “History of the Myth of Sirens”
“What are Sirens?” You questioned Jongdae. “Ahh them....” he looked a bit troubled and hesitant to answer you. “ What are they Jongdae.” You asked a bit more firm this time. He noticeably took a deep breath and continued, “Remember when I told you about how bad the human world think mermaids are. How they are liars and manipulators?”
“Yeah,” You replied,recalling the conversation when you first met Jongdae. “That’s basically what a siren is. It is said that their voice are so beautiful that they can hypnotise even the strongest willed person. Once they have them under their spell, it said that the sirens lure them to their inevitable deaths.” You gasped. “Don’t worry, not many people believe of there existence anymore, anyway you’re living proof that the myth is false.” He tried to reassure you.
“It all sounds so familiar...” you said deep in thought trying to recall the memory. “ I remember, when I was young seeing an older mermaid swim up to the surface. Because I was young and naive I followed her. The girl started to sing to a boat near the shore. A ma-n. He fell out...” your voice fell quiet as the story got harder and harder to tell without bursting into tears. Jongdae quickly came by your side, tugging you into a comforting embrace. You sighed trying to regulate your breathing. “ He-e swam-m towards us.” You felt your tears, as salty as the ocean you came from, trickle down the apples of your cheeks and landing on Jongdae’s shirt. “You don’t have to continue if it’s too hard Y/N. I won’t force you to do anything.” He said softly, his words light like air.
You shook your head building up all the strength you had in your heart to continue. “The girl dragged the man into the water.....” you breathed in,” The next thing I saw was b-blood in the water...” You allowed more of the salty substance to fall down your cheeks. You saw a wet patch on Jongdae’s shirt where all your tears had landed. You rested your head on his chest seeing if his heartbeat could calm you. He soothing rubbed your back as if you were a child. “ When she saw me, she told me not tell anyone, not a single soul.” You said as you looked up at Jongdae. “If she could do that to someone, she could do the same to me or anyone else I know. I was so scared.” You whispered. “Hush now.” He replied, continuing to rub your back. “It’s okay now, I’m here.” “Was I the first person you told that too?” He asked voice still soft.
You nodded your head. “I could never trust that information with someone else. My best friend has a kinda big mouth, he could reveal the secret.” Your expression lightened at the thought of Kibum while you chuckled a bit. Jongdae’s feature’s lifted immediately after He saw you laugh. “And my dad is well my dad, he doesn’t take well to these type of things.” You started to lighten up again and a small smile finally returned to your face. “That’s what I like to see.” Jongdae gushed,” You’re really cute when you smile.” You quickly looked down at your feet in pure embarrassment. It looked like he felt the same way about you but you didn’t want to test your luck. Your heart rate rapidly increased and you soon felt tongue tied. He must have said this to so many other people you thought trying to convince yourself you weren’t special in his eyes.
“I have another story to tell y’know,” you said trying to change the subject. “Okay shoot.” He replied. “We were always told a story about a group of mermen and mermaids who went on the shore and met a human. They never returned.” You continued,” Something about that story always seemed fake to me. It was branded like a fairy tale instead of the fact it was claiming to be. Like a myth.” “Maybe both of our worlds are lying about something to us.” Jongdae added. “We are more similar than we think, only if the people back home think about you and your kind the way I do.“ You remarked.
“Yeah,” He answered his voice a bit rough , a contrast to his normally soft tone, as started into the other direction. His grip tightened your waist as his gaze was fixated in the other direction. You look to your left and saw a man ,who looked a bit older than Jongdae, with dark brown hair and glasses at the end of his nose, scowl at you and walk out of the library. “Who was that?” You pointed at the door he walked out from. “No one special,” he spit coldly. You were taking aback at his sudden chance in demeanour. The once sparkle in his eyes had changed to a look of what seemed like pure spite. “Just hang close to me okay. I don’t what you near people like that. When I talked to him about you, you wouldn’t want to hear what he said.” You nodded, walking out of the store with him.
You were now back outside, walking in the scorching sun. It was at times like this you dearly missed the ocean. How the water felt against your skin and scales. The refreshing salty air and how it felt cool it felt on a hot day like this. Even if you talk bad about it a lot, it’s your home. You were getting tied of walking on land with legs. It could never compare to the thrill of swimming in the ocean. There you were free but here you were... For a lack of better words lost, letting the man you trust so dearly lead you around. You tightly held on to his hand, making sure to try and keep up with his fast pace. But after going through shop after shop you started to feel weak. Your lips were getting dryer and a faint headache you had earlier was becoming almost unbearable. It was getting harder and harder to keep your body up straight. Jongdae saw your face getting paler by the second and decided to sit you down for a rest.
“Y/N, what’s wrong,” he said worry evident on his face. As he got nothing but a few whimpers from you in response, he got more scared. “Are you hungry,sick,tired.?” He pressed. Somehow you managed to feel all of those at once, creating the most horrible feeling you had ever felt. “Thir-“ was all your lips were able to make out before Jongdae quickly completed your sentence. “Thirsty, you’re thirsty!” He exclaimed.”How was I so dumb to not notice.” He put himself down. “Hang in there, okay Y/N.” Like you were glass, he carefully picked your frail body up and made you lay ,face up, in his arms. You could barely remember what happened in the span of time when Jongdae and what’s and and you were in the water. Everything else was just a mindless blur. All you could remember was Jongdae occasionally looking down at you telling you he was sorry and it would be okay, as your body struggled with the fight of consciousness.
You don’t know how long he was running for, but when your legs and face were finally submerged in water again, you felt alive. A familiar tingling was felt in your lower half and your legs were turning back into your beautiful purple tail. You felt strong enough to finally sit up and face the man who saved you. “I’m so so sorry.” He apologised,” Do you feel better now? Do you need anything? I should have noticed the symptom-“ He was about to start a tangent before you cut him off. “Don’t be sorry, I should be the one saying sorry for putting you through that mess. Anyway I’m fine now and if it wasn’t for you who knows what would’ve happened.” You praised him. He smiled sweetly feeling his cheeks getting warmer because of your compliment. “Thanks Y/N. If you are feeling better, would you like to see the fireworks with me today? It’s okay if you want to go home now, but I think it would be really nice to watch as the sun goes down.“ He asked a bit timidly. “Yeah that would be amazing.” You answered, equally as quiet.
“Okay then let’s get a good spot people will start to gather soon.” He said his words full of joy. You noticed the sky was turning an orange colour, with the sun slowly making it’s descent under the sea. Kibum said you should be back by sun down. You decided to make an exception just this time. He wouldn’t mind. You felt the sand between your feet again, as your tail morphed into legs. Jongdae grabbed your hand again, leading up towards the venue above the beach. You guys sat on a table close to the middle giving you the perfect view of the shore line and the aqua waves rolling through.
Waiting for the firework show to start, you guys made small talk going deeper into your lives and up bringing. Even if it had only been less than two days, you guys acted as if you had known each other for years. You and him clicked almost immediately when you first met. You had a chemistry with him that you had never felt with anyone else. Every time he looked at you ,your heart would do flips and your stomach would be filled with butterflies. When you were with him you felt complete, like a he was your missing piece. Were you in love? No, you tried to convince yourself. It was to early, you can’t fall in love in two days. Anyway he was a human, you were a mermaid, you could never be in love. Wasn’t he supposed to kill you by now? You’re head was hurting as everything you ever learnt about him and his kind started not to make sense anymore. It all was so wrong but so right. He completed you in ways no one ever had but he couldn’t be yours. The universe would never allow that. Mum if only you were here to tell me what to do you thought to yourself.
”It’s starting!!” Jongdae squealed excitedly, interrupting your reverie. You looked ahead at the now charcoal-black night sky. Bright orange and red sparks flew into the air, bursting as if they were dying stars. The colours dotted the sky like a constellation. Nothing as breathtaking as this was possible in the ocean. In awe you stared at the display, concentrated on the rise and fall of every firework as it fizzled out into the night sky. Jongdae ,on the other hand, had his gaze fixated on you. The way your eyes lit up when you heard the boom of each explosion. The way your smile shined brighter than any of the fireworks out there. Maybe it was just the light from the show, but he thought you looked stunning. You always looked amazing to him, but today there was something different. He noticed how much he cared for you when you cried earlier today, how protective he was over you. How terrified he was when you almost fainted in his arms. How scared he was to lose you.
He liked you.
It all made sense now. When he didn’t see you for a while after you both first met, something felt empty. He felt cold, maybe it was just him feeling weird after the shipwreck but he felt lifeless. At the time he didn’t realise what he felt, but he does now. He loved you. It had only been a day or two but he had never been so sure about something in all his years of living. But how would he tell you. You were this ethereal goddess to him, while he was just a normal sailor. You deserved the whole universe,he couldn’t offer that. He had nothing while you had everything to offer. You could never love him back or so he thought.
“Y/N,” He said in the softest tone you had ever heard. You looked at his face he looked a bit distraught. “Yes, is anything wrong Jongdae.” You replied worriedly. “Nothing. I’m fine. I mean-“ He deeply inhaled and exhaled before continuing. “When we first met, how did you find me? Did I wash up on shore or did you save me?” “The latter. You reminded me of that man, I couldn’t let the same thing that happened happen again. I was older so I could do something this time. I didn’t know your exact condition but I think you blacked out.” You finally told him. “You saved my life...” he whispered looking deeply into your orbs and taking your chin into his calloused hands. You felt your cheeks get warmer at the closeness. His eyes were boring deep into yours, as if they were searching for answer of some sort. “And you saved mine.” You murmured, with all the air left in your lugs.
Without even doing anything Jongdae made you feel breatheless. It was as if time passed slower the longer you stared at him. Your breathing became heavier and more irregular as he started to close the distance between your two faces. “So I returned the favour.” He mumbled into your ear while finally pressing his lips on yours in a sweet kiss. Fireworks flew up in the sky as you kissed back. The moment was magic. What any girl dreams of. You felt as if you were in a fairytale. All of this too good to be true. You felt as if you would soon wake up and face your old reality. But this was your new reality, your new life. You don’t know how you lived before you met him, but now you can’t go on without him.
He slowly pulled away and giggled like a child. “Thanks for everything today.” “I should be saying that, this has truly been one of the best days of my life.” You replied a bit sadly knowing you’d have to go soon. You left poor Kibum waiting a few hours to long. “Someone’s waiting for me back down there, I have to get going,” “It’s alright, may you have the sweetest of dreams.” You smiled at his cheesiness and started to walk back down to the ocean. “Till we meet again my love,” he spoke softly but still loud enough for you to hear as you walked away from him. You divided into the ocean and swam back to the place you last met Kibum. The hole in your heart now filled by the sailor but who had truly won you over.
“Hey Y/N!” Kibum shouted from the sea floor below. “I was getting worried I had sent you to your death up there.” But when he took a look at your face, his tone and demeanour changed from serious to light hearted. “Wait something good happened up there, really good. You have that love sick smile. Tell me~” he whined begging you to explain. “He kissed me Kibum! Kissed me.” You cried happily, helplessly in love. “That’s why you took so long.” He laughed heartily. Everything in that moment felt so perfect, until you remembered your father. You had been gone for a few hours, you sunk out. What if he found out about what you were doing? What would he make of you or Jongdae? A look of horror appeared on your face. “Everything alright?” Kibum asked,a bit taken aback. “My father what about him,does he know about where I’ve been? Did you tell him? What if he found ou-.“ Kibum put a finger on your lips hushing you. “I would never tell him what really happened, do you think I want to die as well?” He stated,”He just thinks you went for a sleepover at mine, he trusts me. Definitely more than he trusts you.” Both of you laughed at the situation, in front of you. “Let’s go to mine where you can tell me everything that happened.” Kibum said and you nodded excitedly, impatient to tell your best friend everything that happened that day.
You spent the rest of the night, talking and acting out your time with Jongdae, how he was so sweet and kind when he talk to you. How he saved your life. Kibum occasionally put in this own thoughts and comments but for the most part stayed quiet, too enraptured in the story to say anything. The night was filled with laughter and gasps of shock. After what felt like hours of messing around, both of you decided to call it a night and let the land of sleep take over your bodies. Jongdae’s words from earlier that day rung in your ears as you drifted into a deep slumber. May you have the sweetest of dreams. And that you did.
Everyday after that one felt as if you started anew. Turned over a new leaf. You couldn’t remember that last time you felt this amount of happiness and contentment. It all felt like a dream. With him was just pure bliss. This was the man you wanted to spent the rest of your days with and with every passing month and changing season, you became more sure of that. Life was perfect. he was perfect. You would change nothing about him. Jongdae complimented your personality so perfectly it was a miracle you even found him in the first place. You were on cloud nine,your heart soaring like a dolphin jumping out of water.
But in your bubble of bliss, you didn’t notice your behaviour changing. Unknown to you, your father noticed your change in mood. You went from just fine to extremely happy. Every time he tried ask what was making you so happy, you became cold and didn’t give a clear answer. At first he wasn’t complaining, he loved to see his little girl so happy. But as you spent more and more time away from home, not returning for weeks at a time, he became extremely worried. Your father wasn’t putting up with Kibum’s subpar excuses anymore. The boy thought he was being slick telling him you had gone to an extra long sleepover with one of your other friends. Yeah right. He Kibum would never give him a decent answer so he decided to find out for himself.
One day when you told him you were leaving, he waited for you to leave the house and then follow you. It quickly became obvious you weren’t going to a friends place. One part of him wanted to call you back down, right this instant but he wanted to see what you would normally do. He was terrified when he saw you swim up to the surface and swim to dry land. He felt as if though he had failed as a father. Everything he had taught went out of your ear, appearing as if though you never listened to him at all. When he saw you run into the arms of a human boy that was what made his blood surge through him. He clenched his fists out of pure anger. How could you deceive him like this. Make him look like a fool, every time you went outside not telling him that you were going to meet the once race he despised the most. His stomach churned when he looked at both of you so content tangled in each other’s arms. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be and he needed to show the both of you that.
“Y/N, what on earth do you think your doing !” He shouted from the water, startling you and Jongdae,turning to face where you father is. When you heard his voice a look of pure horror appeared on your face. All your worst nightmares came true right before your eyes. In your head you cursed Kibum for not trying to hold him off, for at least one more day. “Dad.” You said your voice barely above a whisper, terrified of what he would do to you or Jongdae. “So is that your friend you’ve been seeing for all these months?” He questioned, pointing his finger at Jongdae. Both of stayed quiet, scared to say anything in case you might anger the beast anymore than you already have. “But it’s obviously more than a friendship. I can’t believe you fell for one of those monsters. Out of everyone you just had to pick him ,didn’t you.” He spit enraged. “He will eat you alive, share you with all his friends. He will kill you Y/N. I could never live knowing my only daughter, child at that, would die at the hands of a human. It would kill me.” You finally decided to speak up and say,” I know how you feel dad, that human’s are all evil and trouble. But believe me when I tell you that Jongdae’s one of the nicest people I’ve ever met mer or human. He could never hurt me and I’m sure of that.” You saw Jongdae smile at all the sweet things you just said about him but it soon faded when your father started to speak again.
“Y/N do you hear yourself speaking? You don’t realise the amount of shame you have brought on to my name. Don’t you know how bad it sounds to say my daughter’s with a human, we would get ridiculed, outcasted. You’re mother would never have been proud of this.” Your father coldly spit, slowly cutting through your heart with the last sentence. You couldn’t believe he had the nerve to say that about you or her. Your mother always promised to love you no matter what, even when she disappeared. You always remembered her words and kept them close to your heart. Jongdae couldn’t stand to see you be brought down like this so he stood up for you. “Who are you to say. The only wish from any mother is their child happiness. Y/N’s happy with me. If she was a good mother, that should be enough for her.”
“Silence boy.” Your father fumed at Jongdae’s speech. “Y/N I am never to see you near the shore or this monster again. Do I make myself clear?” A few tears escaped from your eyes as you stayed quiet. “I said do I make myself clear?!” He repeated even louder than before. A sorrowful yes came out of your lips before you burst into tears. “I’ll give you to a moment but don’t even think of running off, you don’t know what I’m capable of.” He spat as he disappeared into the ocean.
A waterfall of tears cascaded down your face as you wept away your never ending sadness. Jongdae look distraught having his happiness, his light being torn away from him. “Love, look at me.” He said all colour washed away in his voice. “Nothing is going to stop me being away from you okay.” “Jongdae you don’t get it, I care for your safety,you don’t know what he is capable of. I can’t live knowing you are hurt. It’s best if I stay away.” You sadly told him the truth. “I should’ve known from the beginning,” he stated,”Some as beautiful and as god-like as you couldn’t be mine for a long period of time.” He put himself down. “Don’t say that, you are gorgeous, no matter what you think. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.” You tried to reassure him.
“I love you.” He said pulling you into a deeper embrace. You returned the hug saying how much you loved him as well. How you’ll miss this. He quickly pecked your lips in a short but loving kiss. “I’ll miss you Y/N.” He told you meaning every word. “I’ll miss you even more.” You replied,”One day I’ll be back from Atlantis, my love.” ”And I’ll be waiting until the I day die, for your return.” He gave you one last peck on the check and watched as you disappeared into the azure ocean for the last time in god knows how long. Jongdae felt a pang in his chest, knowing that you would probably move on and forget all about him and what you had. But he was sure you’ll be happier without him. What your father said to him started to make sense now. Your love was forbidden. He was foolish for falling in love with you. Nothing good could come out of it. But every kiss. Every hug. Each one of those whispered sweet nothings, late into the night. They all felt so right. His head was a mess. Maybe getting away from you would do him more good than he thinks. But no matter how many times he tried to tell himself that, the more he realised how much he needed you in his life.
You weren’t doing much better, if not worse. Your father forbid you from ever going outside, unless he told you could. You felt like a prisoner in your own home. A person taken hostage. All your rights were revoked. When you tried to question your father about his treatment of you, he just stated that this was the why for you to learn a lesson. So you’ll never disobey again. Heck, you weren’t even allowed to see Kibum anymore, your father claiming that he had lost his trust. None of this helped the constant pain in your chest, from your bleeding broken heart. Jongdae had been your rock during times like this,keeping you sane and making sure you always end up with a smile on your face. You missed him so dearly. Everything you looked at reminded you of him in one way or another. It was complete torture, the only man you could think of is the only man you couldn’t see. The once permanent smile on your face was now replaced with a frown coupled with red and puffy eyes, from crying all night.
It was hard and painful to live without your love and your dad was just starting realise that. All these months your father stayed adamant that all Jongdae would bring was trouble and it was best for you not to be together. However when he started to bring back your privileges, of going outside and meeting up with friends, you declined. When he asked if you wanted to eat dinner, you always replied with a no and locked yourself up in your room. It broke his heart to hear you cry yourself to sleep every night. His once happy go-lucky girl had turned into something he didn’t recognise . He finally noticed how happy and complete Jongdae made you feel.
After days of thought he decided to sit you down to talk.“Y/N I’ve seen how you’ve been acting these past few months and it hurts me to see you this way. All I wanted to do from the beginning is protect you. Now I’ve noticed I’ve done more to harm you than good. I’m sorry I let my pride and beliefs come before your happiness.” He looked and sounded completely sincere, sorry for his actions. You weren’t ready to forgive him just yet but you were willing to make a start. “Even if I don’t completely trust him, I will allow to start seeing Jongdae again.” He stated. You couldn’t believe your ears. You tried pinching yourself but you didn’t awake. Even if you’ve hoped and prayed for this day to come. It sounded surreal hearing the words come from his mouth. “Are you serious?” When he nodded his head, you enveloped him into a bear hug. “Thank you,Thank you so much.” You cried, a single tear of joy managed to escape your eye.
For the first time in months, you arose from the seabed, your head poking above the water. As you got closer to the shoreline, a figure could been seen sitting on a rock. You instantly knew who it was.
“Jongdae! You screamed running towards his form. As soon as he caught wind of what was happening, he turned and met you at the middle of the beach, not hesitating to lift you up in the air with his hands around your waist. Your lips met as you shared a passionate kiss full of happiness and love.”You’re back, I can’t believe it.” He laughed. “I told you I’ll be back.” “Turns out your really good at keeping promises,love” hugged you tighter. This is the time you realised all the pain you went through was all worth it if you got to see him and his beautiful smile again. He was all you needed and you couldn’t wish for anything else. You had finally been reunited with your light on the darkest of days, your sunshine but most importantly your soulmate.
Author: julietsoddeye
Genre: Smut | Non-Idol AU
Pairing: Jongdae x Female Reader
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: Uuuuhh, jealous Jongdae being a little rough? Also, a bit of arguing and language thrown here and there and katoptronophilia (mirror kink), a little bit… and a very quick unprotected sex, sorry. *shifty eyes*
Plot: It’s your birthday and you had an argument with your secret fuck buddy.
A/N: HELLO!!! It’s the birthday of one of my favorite Tumblr unnies, Jangmi a.k.a @oh-beyond and this is my birthday gift to her!
I love you to Pluto and back!!! I hope you’re enjoying your special day! You deserve all the love this world can offer because you’re a great friend to everyone you encounter!!! Also, I was thinking of writing Luhan or Junmyeon, buuuuuut… I’m evil so I wrote Jongdae instead lol. I hope you will like this!!!
Another also, SURPRISE!!! I’m in this, sorry lol. I’m the evil bestfriend of Y/N, or OC, or MC, or YOU, or whoever reads this! I just have to! SORRY! D:
And another also, sorry I haven’t written smut in a long while so this is really bad, I am really sorry. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
“SURPRISE!!!”
The sound of people’s happy shouts and party poppers blew all up in your face the moment you opened your apartment door.
Your shared apartment with your best friend, Aikie, to be precise.
You don’t like surprises that much. This is probably why none of your past relationships worked because for some reason all you ever attract in your life are guys who are inclined to the element of surprise.
One ex surprised you one Valentine’s with multiple (you don’t even know how many it was, to be honest) balloons in the trunk of his car, and all of it accidentally flew off when he asked you to open it up to “get something” there for him. You were so mad, so furious that he contributed to the Earth’s plastic problems that you immediately broke up with him that instant.
She knew you’re not exactly ecstatic about surprise parties or surprise anything, but she still did it. She said she will just randomly throw you one at least once in your lifetime, and here you are now...
“I’m going to kill you once all these people leave our house.”
Your words seethed through your closed teeth, you tried smiling as you went through people greeting you a happy birthday and congratulating you on adding another year to your life. But you can feel the smile that you have doesn’t meet your eyes, and they are ignoring it probably because they’re all a little smashed already as they wait for you to get home.
“Can’t wait…”
Aikie replies sarcastically in a sing-song manner. She was guiding you through the sea of bodies of your friends to the center table where your already lit birthday cake and food & drinks are located.
When the last few people parted ways in the middle, you were faced with Junmyeon holding your birthday cake and Jongdae next to him holding a camcorder pointed at your face in his hands. Gaddammit!
“And you even invited Junmyeon and Jongdae. Great, I really can’t wait to murder you later tonight.”
You whisper to your best friend with the same fake grin still plastered on your face.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU…”
She started clapping and singing and the people around you followed.
“Hey… Happy Birthday!”
Junmyeon greeted once he put down the cake and everyone started partying. He opened up his arms wide and you almost hesitated but took the hug anyway.
“Thank you, Junmyeon. I– I am so sorry about the other day.”
“Heyyy, it’s fine. I know work’s a bit crazy lately, can’t blame ya!”
He smiled so sweetly and gave you a nose scrunch as well. Gosh, why is this man so nice? You rain checked on your date with him the last hour, saying you have to work late all of a sudden. But that wasn't exactly the truth…
“Hey, can I borrow the birthday girl for a bit?”
Jongdae came out of nowhere and wrap his arm around your shoulder, his hand squeezes on your arm. His other hand that wasn’t holding you was playing with a few pieces of his hair in a cool manner.
“Yeah sure, I need to ask Aikie about something anyway. See you around!”
Junmyeon shrugs his shoulders and gave both of you a sweet smile before turning around to find your best friend.
Jongdae then drags you across the room to the bathroom, locking the door as he slams it shut.
“What was that?”
He almost pins you to the door, his eyes burning with passion looking straight in between your eyebrows.
“What was what???”
You raise one of your eyebrows as you return the question to him.
“Why was Junmyeon Hyung hugging you?”
“Uh, it’s my birthday and he greeted me???”
“And?”
You scoff, ‘why is he asking me these questions?’ you think to yourself.
“And???”
“Why do I sense some kind of tension as I watch you two interact?”
Jongdae’s moves towards your face and you lower yourself as he did.
“I was just apologizing to him for canceling our date the last minute, Jongdae. What’s your fuckin’ deal?”
He smirks, this jerk smirked and was about to laugh when you poked your pointer finger at his chest.
“And it’s your fault why I canceled that date, Jongdae and you’re smiling like you’re so proud of it?”
The laugh that was interrupted quickly came out of his lips.
“I am proud of it! You can’t date other men, especially not Hyung.”
“Why not? The last time I checked we’re not exclusive!”
Jongdae purses his lips in a thin line as he exhaled through his nose, obviously starting to get furious. You can’t lie though, you love it when he’s mad. You press your legs together tightly when he cups the left side of your face with his right hand and slightly squeezes your cheek with his thumb.
“I know that, but you also know I get extremely jealous when your attention is not on me.”
His lips curl in a mischievous smirk and his other hand found its way sweeping stray hair behind your ear.
“Do you hear me complain when you’re flirting with other girls?”
“No, but I know you get jealous too, don’t lie.”
“Yeah, but I’m not a jerk about it!”
You snapped and attempted to push him off, but he grabbed your face with both hands and smashes your lips together in a heated kiss.
Jongdae spins you around and pushes you roughly to the bathroom counter, your butt being squished in between him and the edge of the sink.
“Jong–dae,”
You chirp out successfully as his tongue sweeps along your teeth, asking for entrance. He just hums a response, continuing his attack on your mouth.
“Jongdae, not here.”
You manage to push him just enough to make him stop from devouring your lips.
“We’ll make it quick.”
He leans in towards you again, but you blocked his lips with your palm.
“What if someone hears us? This is crazy!”
Jongdae grabs your wrist, pinning it down to your lap.
“Love is insane, Baby and so are we too. We just gotta make it quick and silent.”
“Fine!”
You snarl at him and one side of Jongdae’s lips quirk up slyly. His mouth found yours again as you help unbuckle his belt and it was a challenge to unzip his fly because of how tight his pants were and how unbelievably turned on he is.
“Gaddamit, Jongdae, why do you keep wearing these tight pants?”
You spout, still struggling to unzip him when the doorknob was suddenly being twisted. Knocking comes next when it didn’t open.
“Is someone using the bathroom?”
Both you and Jongdae freeze still when you hear Junmyeon on the other side of the door.
“I–It’s… It’s me, Junmyeon.”
You stutter and Jongdae successfully freed himself from his tighter-than-life skinny jeans. Without warning, he turned your body around so you’re facing the sink counter and you squeal a bit with the motion. Your eyes grew wide in warning when you see his shit-eating grin on the reflection of the mirror in front of you.
“Are you okay in there?”
Junmyeon asks in concern, he probably heard you squeak through the door.
“Y–Yeah… Sorry, I–I just have an upset stomach, oof–”
Jongdae hikes up your skirt and snags your underwear down to your mid-thigh, just enough for him to spread your ass for a look.
“Are you sure about that?”
Junmyeon asks again.
“Y–Yeah. If you need to use the toilet, th–there’s another one u–pstairs.”
“Okay, thanks!”
At this point, Jongdae has already freed himself from the constraint of his underwear and you felt his cock sliding in between your dispersed butt cheeks.
“Fuck! You’re so wet, how long have you been this wet?”
All you can reply is a needy hum as his tip swipes onto your clit just enough to make you want for more.
“Don’t you like the rush, that feeling of being caught by someone, huh?”
Swiftly, Jongdae inserts himself, hands letting go of your ass completely. You brace yourself by grabbing onto the edge of the sink counter.
“Fuck!”
He screamed silently, one hand settles on your stomach while the other lands on your pussy, fingers promptly played with your clit. Your eyes closed right away and your head tilted and fell back on his shoulder, but Jongdae hissed at you when you did. You open your eyes just enough to see him looking so displeased with you.
“Look towards the mirror.”
It wasn't a request, but more of a command and you instantly pick your head up to look at him through the reflection.
“Good girl, now watch yourself get fucked by me.”
You let out a moan when one particular thrust was so hard. Thank God the music outside is loud enough for you to be able to make noises without anyone noticing.
“Don’t close your eyes again or you won’t get to cum!”
“Fuck you, Jongdae!”
You spat, your hand hovers over his, the one over your pussy, and you push it vigorously to create more friction.
“That’s the point, my darling!”
His thrust gets rougher and sloppier and you feel yourself nearing the edge so you brace yourself again by holding onto the counter and letting Jongdae do the rest for you.
It didn’t take him long after you clench yourself on him, he silenced his moans by burying his face on the conjunction between your neck and your shoulder.
Both of you are a sweating mess as you wait for your breathing to recompose to normal, with him still inside of you.
“Happy Birthday, Noona.”
Jongdae whispers in your ear and gives your neck a gentle peck. You smiled at him through the mirror and kisses his knuckles in return.
