⤷ summary : drunk texts/voicemails/etc you receive.. to see drunk nct dream accidentally (not) confessing their love to you.
warning : a little suggestive for jenos.
𓂃 annas note : i mixed this idea and some prompts i’ve got written down to do this. hopefully you guys enjoy!! :3 it was fun writing.
MARK LEE :
you received 1 new voice message: today, 2:30am.
you open your voicemail and see that mark had left you one. you were a little confused and a bit worried but you put it on speaker as it played. all you could hear was some loud music blasting and marks voice over the top of it, his words slurred. you shake your head, ‘oh god.. i can only imagine what this is going to be.’
“i can’t believe you didn’t pick up ynnie.. missed you so much today, you know? i don’t know, there’s something about the vibe when you’re not here like it’s just not as lively as it usually is. maybe that’s just me. haha. um- uh- i really don’t know what to say because i expected you to pick up but i do realise it’s late so i apologise about that, i lost track of time there haha.. well, me and the boys went out drinking and.. maybe i had a little more than i expected but like, i wanted to relax, you know? wind down a bit. i was going to say something but i forgot-“ he got cut off by another males voice, sounded like jeno, “he was going to admit he likes you~” and then you heard a loud slap. “jeno!!” mark whined. “god anyway, yes i was going to confess to you. i just.. these past couple of months, they’ve been great you know, we’ve been hanging out a lot more and personally i feel we’re growing to be more than friends hahaha.. i really do like you, no scratch that, i think i love you. i like.. love you more than anyone else i’ve ever done before in my life. it’s crazy- haha- you know when you’re in love? you just feel so different like a changed man.. well maybe not a changed man but you know what i mean, right? i just feel like ive become a better person with you by my side and i really-“ dial tone.
and the voicemail was over. you just chuckled to yourself, fanning your cheeks as you felt yourself grinning just a little too much at his cute confession. you’ll text him about it shortly - for now, you need to calm down your racing heart.
HUANG RENJUN :
you received 2 new voice messages: today, 1:27am.
“mmmm… ynnie? ah, you didn’t pick up. it’s okay, i’ll leave you a voicemail. so.. um, it was really nice seeing you before! i’m so sad you had to leave so early though, we were just getting so settled with one another and the others stopped teasing me for a bit.. they’re back to it now because i look like a ‘kicked puppy’ apparently without you here. maybe i feel that way because i miss you.. i miss your company already please come back!~ anyway what i wanted to call about was.. godddd, why are you so stupid? huh? so so stupid and so blind to not see what i was trying to do with you. i thought you’d be able to but you’re so oblivious all the time.. i bet you’re like, huh? with that cute tone of yours and the way you tilt your head.. ahh..~ what i mean is, that.. that i’m so in love with you. with everything about you. from your perfect tone of voice, your beautiful eyes that shine when you see something that you like, the way you look up at me, the way you dress, your personality.. it’s so hard not to fall for someone as perfect as you..”
next voicemail.
“shit i got cut off- but anyway, you know like.. i hope you reciprocate my feelings but- but if you don’t it’s okay, we can just pretend like this never happened and go back to the way things were. i don’t want to make you uncomfortable but i fear i might’ve and oh god— hold on, jisung doesn’t look so good.”
LEE JENO :
LEE HAECHAN :
haechan's voice was the only thing ringing through your ears at this moment in time, the dimly lit room and on goers to the party soon fading into the background. he was out of his mind- flushed cheeks, unfocused eyes and a lazy grin that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"you live in my head and my heart, can't you see that?" his words are slurred but the desperation in his voice was unmistakable. your breath caught in your throat, "haechan, you're drunk." you claim.
he scoffed and ran a frustrated hand through already messy hair, "yeah? so what. doesn't make it any less true." his gaze locked onto yours, raw and pleading. "you're always here." he tapped his temple. "and here," his hand clutched at his chest. "i don't know how to make you see it."
the weight of his confession pressed between you, heavier than the alcohol in his system. what were you supposed to say?
NA JAEMIN :
ZHONG CHENLE :
you received one new voice message, today at 7:00pm .
"you know.. you should’ve said it earlier, idiot. i love you, can’t you see? i can’t believe you waited until you got out of my car to say that just so you could run off. you’re lucky you’re cute. meet me tomorrow at the restaurant, ‘kay? you know which one i’m on about and dress nicely. i’ll treat you like you deserve alright.” he says to you on the other line. you couldn’t help but fight back a small smile coming onto your lips, of course chenle would say that.
PARK JISUNG :
you and jisung had spent the whole day together, gaming and having a laugh, shared cuddles and looks that were definitely more than platonic. everyone around you guys had told you that there’s no way you’re both just friends, there’s some tension and you didn’t realise that until now. when you look up at jisung after cuddling on his chest, you notice him focusing his gaze on the tv, biting back a smile as he can sense your eyes on him. your heart jumps in your chest. shit. was it just the alcohol you both had drunk 2 hours ago or was it your feelings? maybe the second option. for sure.
“hey, yn, can i say something to you?” jisung mumbled as he finally looked down at you, you just hum in response. he lets out a deep sigh and bites his lip, “um.. well, i’m head over heels for you. you deserve to know and im sorry i’m only telling you this now. i can’t hide it anymore, i really can’t do it. i love you. a lot. and i-“ you didn’t let him finish, pressing a hard kiss to his lips as he melts into it with a groan.
I was sitting at the bus stop in front of the science building when I saw you walk out with a pretty experiment in your hand. I didn’t know what it was exactly, but I remember five tubes with different shades from blue to purple.
After the quick glance, I turned my head back to face the road. I couldn’t see much, just the lights of cars shining my way and the sound of overtime workers rushing back to their cars to get home.
“Woah, it’s really cold today,” I hear someone say and I turn my head to see you. You were busy typing down a message to someone, so without much care I hummed in agreement.
Two minutes ‘till the bus comes.
I rub my thighs together trying to heat myself up, whilst my hands were deep down the pockets of my sweater. “Here,” the same voice speaks, so I turn my head to look. In his hand was a white square plastic packet. “Thanks,” I give him a grin of gratefulness as I took it. Squeezing on it, I sigh in satisfaction as the heat traveled around my hands.
The bus pulls up in front of us so we stood by the door, waiting for the driver to open it. Calmly walking in the bus, we notice only two more seats at the left back corner of it. Letting me walk first, I sped up to not keep everyone waiting.
Propping myself up on the seat - and watching him as he did the same. The bus starts abruptly causing us to lean deeper onto the seat. “Damn,” I whisper and he chuckles. “Definitely my favourite part of riding buses,” he replies with a grin on his face and I laugh.
warnings : suggestive for haechan, lil bit for mark.
annas note : merry christmas to all who celebrate! enjoy this present that i had worked a couple days on. . . enjoy, thank you 🤍.
MARK . . . would keep his hands on your hips, a soft grip on them as you place your lips against his. if the kiss gets more intense then he tightens his grip and massages your hips because he knows that's where you're sensitive. he loves feeling you squirm.
RENJUN . . . always has his hands on both sides of your cheeks, a passionate yet loving kiss shared between you both as he unknowingly strokes your cheek with his thumb. you find it sweet and endearing that he does this..
JENO . . . loves having his hands wrapped around your waist, he loves the feeling of pressing you up against him as you kiss. he also grips onto your low back to press you right against him, he doesn’t like the space left between you two.
HAECHAN . . . will be the most teasing while you guys are kissing, his hands are all over your thighs. he grabs them, massaging them or he trails his hands higher up before you stop him and giggle - "stop getting too carried away hyuck.. you have practice in 5.”
JAEMIN . . . is gently stroking your arms as you lean in for a kiss. he loves comforting you because he notices how nervous you are when you lean in first. he melts into the kiss and moves his hand up to the side of your neck.
CHENLE . . . grabs your hair sometimes or moves his hand to the back of your head to pull you into a deeper kiss, he loves it and loves the way you react to it by moving your hands to his chest, clutching his tshirt.
JISUNG . . . likes holding hands with you while you kiss. you could be sat next to him and he leans over, his hand immediately intertwining with yours as you share a sweet kiss between one another. it seems like the boy doesn't know he unconsciously leads his hand to yours whenever you two kiss but you don't mind - it's a cute trait of his.
⤷ summary : how your first time with dreamies goes.
warning : fluff but mixed with smut sorta, there’s nothing really wrote out but it’s hinting to it so.. will be a read more added.
MARK LEE :
“Fuck, I’ve never— I’ve never done this before—“ “That’s fine. We can take it slow. It’s all about you, okay?” Mark reassured you lightly as he placed your back against the mattress. You felt comfortable with him obviously but you just were so nervous about having sex with him for the first time time - especially since he was experienced and you weren’t. Your fingers were gently playing with his tshirt, you avoided eye contact.
He could tell you were too in your mind - overthinking so much. He shook his head and tilted your head up so he could meet your eyes, “You’re thinking too much..” He whispered. You sigh, “I-It’s just your experienced and I’m—“
He quickly shut you up by pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. “I don’t care, this is about us, not my past. That doesn’t matter. Just tell me to stop and I will, okay?”
HUANG RENJUN :
“If it’s too much, tell me. I don’t want you being overwhelmed okay? And I don’t want you forcing yourself to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” Renjun explained, he could see that you were nervous. God, it was written all over your face. It was worse that you couldn’t even spit it out to him that you were comfortable- you were very comfortable with him.
“I’m sorry- I’m so sorry I’m like this.” You look down, playing with your fingers and Renjun just chuckled, “Shush, don’t apologise about something that isn’t your problem. I’d wait forever if it meant that you’d be comfortable enough for this.”
“I’m comfortable.. I just..” “Not the right timing, hm? Don’t worry. We’ll take our time.”
LEE JENO :
“We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready…” Jeno murmurs, and you shake your head, arms only tightening around his neck. “I’m ready. And I trust you,” You whisper, pulling him down for a kiss by the nape of his neck. He hummed in response and smiled, pulling back so he could look at you properly. He moved between your legs, “Yeah?” he murmured, voice so low it was almost lost between you two. He lifted his hand to your cheek, stroking his thumb gently across your cheek, “Yeah.” You whisper.
Jeno moved his hands down to your waist, taking a gentle grip and moving your hips closer to his, “Tell me if I hurt you, alright, pretty?”
LEE HAECHAN :
“I don’t know if I can do this.” “That’s okay. We don’t have to do this. You want to cuddle instead?” Haechan suggested, he didn’t want to force you into anything you didn’t want to do. That would be the last thing he would do on earth. That offer made something in your chest unclench; relief, gratitude, love even.. you felt yourself getting choked up.
Haechan reached for your hand, his fingers curling around yours with such tenderness. “I mean it, seriously, we do not have to do this. I’d hate to ever put you in a situation that makes you uncomfortable when I want the best for you- for us. C’mon, put something nice on.” He chuckled as he moved you to his side, placing your head on his shoulder.
“I love you, hyuck.”
NA JAEMIN :
You let out an unrestrained whimper and then slap a hand over your mouth, your cheeks reddening in embarrassment, and jaemin just chuckled softly, leaning down to press a kiss to your blushing cheek. “Don’t be shy baby, it’s normal to let noises out like that when you feel good, ‘kay?” He continued rubbing small circles to your inner thigh, gripping tightly once again which made you whine and buck your hips.
He loved seeing you like this, he had to bite his lip and control the thoughts swirling around his head, reminding himself that you’re new to this and to not put you through so much already.
ZHONG CHENLE :
“I’m so embarrassed—” “It’s okay, you don’t have to be embarrassed with me. It’s a safe space, okay?” Your boyfriend mumbled as he held you tightly against him, his voice calming to you. You tried to cover yourself up but Chenle took your hands and pinned them up against your head, “Don’t hide yourself. You’re beautiful..” He whispered, placing soft kisses from your lips trailing down to your collarbone.
“You’re so, so perfect..” He continued, moving further down to your chest. You blushed, looking down at him as you moved a hand to his hair, “Le..”
PARK JISUNG :
“Is this okay?” “Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.” Jisung pleaded with you as he threw his head back, a whimper exiting his lips. You gulp, watching him with dazed eyes as you made sure he felt comfortable and that you were doing things right. Jisung helped you through it, you stroked his thigh and leaned in closer to where he wanted you the most. “Mhm..” He hummed, slipping further down the chair he was sat in.
You smile at the male, “let me know if i don’t do something right, okay? want you to feel good..” you whisper.
loves rambling about different things from his day with you, or even just a random drama that’s been put on for the both of you to watch. he does end up screaming at the screen, “no! he picked the wrong girl, what the hell?! he just said he liked her.. and then.. oh my god.”
he likes to pretend he isn’t protective over you but at the end of the day, you know he is. one time at a party, a guy is getting too friendly with you and he moves straight to your side, wrapping an arm around your waist and smiling at the guy, “hi.”
when you pass out on the couch or somewhere else, he always has to take a picture and shows you later to tease you. you groggily get up, looking up at him and raising a brow as he’s sat giggling away. “what?” you ask softly and he just shook his head, showing you the picture and laughing.
you’re both in bed and all of a sudden he has to ask a random question, it’s like thinking of searching something while you’re trying to sleep and you can’t sleep without having to do it. “do you think fish get thirsty?” you had to audibly groan and throw yourself to the side, “shut up and go to sleep. it’s too late for this.” you respond.
SMUT:
when you’re lying in bed with your night dress on, and you feel chenle moving closer to you, you know it’s not a good sign. his hand slides up your thigh, teasingly slow as he whispers in your ear, “you wore this on purpose didn’t you?” he asked. you shake your head, “‘s just comfy..” “then you don’t mind if i take it off, hm?” and oh god, if you weren’t already wet, you were now. you whimper as you feel his hand moving higher up, between your legs.
loves making you beg after relentlessly teasing you all day with small touches, shoving his bulge against your ass, sending you certain looks. he loves how you look whining and pleading below him, “please- le, god.. please.. need you..”
he’s all about your reactions, the cocky grin on his face growing even more as he sees you about to break. he thrives off of it, he really does, and god does he show you how much it affects him. he’s quick, relentless with you as he shoves you against something and quickly pulls down his sweats.
