YOU'RE MINE, I THOUGHT YOU KNEW THAT 〃 what makes onriyuhee jealous
あ . . . sion, riku, yushi, jaehee x fem!reader (separately) ⭑ possessiveness, slight angst in yushi and jaehee's part ⭑ 1.8k words for the whole piece
○ 𝗌𝗄𝗒𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌.ᐟ 𖹭 i'm sorry anon, but i didn't include the nsfw part... making the masterlist, i notice how little sfw posts i have, so i decided to turn this one into a fluffish one. if i'm in the mood to write a nsfw ver. i will, truly!!
oh sion. ( 오시온 )
when someone makes you laugh out loud—you know, that kind of laugh that makes you lean into the nearest person and forget the world exists for a moment—he’ll just smile… and then go quiet.
he notices when you’re genuinely impressed by someone else’s talent or discipline, especially when it leaves you speechless or has you praising them nonstop without realizing it.
inside jokes he isn’t part of. moments he pretends not to see, even though his mind catalogs every single one.
and when someone remembers small details about you before he does—that stings his pride more than he’d ever admit.
sion’s jealousy starts in his chest, not in his head. it’s slow and contained, because he’s convinced that if he holds himself together firmly enough, it won’t show. what gets to him isn’t flirting—it’s intention. when someone earns your admiration without even trying, when you look at them like they possess something worthy of a nobel prize, sion feels subtly displaced. he prides himself on being dependable, on being the one you trust instinctively, the one you always turn to—so when another person slips into that role, even briefly, it wrecks him.
he won’t confront it directly. instead, he becomes more attentive, more present, as if he’s trying to remind you—again and again—that he’s there. the jealousy lingers even when you give him your full attention. he can’t let it go. he needs to be the center of your focus, constantly, or it feels like he’s going to explode.
you don’t notice it at first. you’re in the middle of a conversation—laughing, nodding, genuinely immersed. when you finally glance back, there he is. your boyfriend, sion. hands tucked into his pockets, expression unreadable, jaw clenched just enough to give him away.
you excuse yourself without fully interrupting the person you were talking to and call out to him. sion lets a smug little smile curve his lips.
“you look happy,” he says, easy and conversational.
“yeah,” you reply. “we were talking about—”
he nods before you can finish, stepping closer. not enough to be rude. just enough to reclaim his space, to make it clear—to you and to them—that you’re his. “did you eat?” he asks calmly. “you skipped lunch earlier.” his hand lifts, fingers brushing your cheek with practiced gentleness.
you blink, caught off guard. you hadn’t thought he’d noticed. you should know better by now—sion doesn’t miss anything about you.
“oh… no, not yet.”
“i figured,” he murmurs, that faint smile still there. “let’s grab something before you forget again.”
he takes your hand and gives the other person a reluctant little wave, polite but dismissive. they look awkward, unsure, as you’re gently pulled away.
later, when it’s just the two of you, walking through the streets toward the nearest restaurant, he listens to every word you say. when your voice trails off, he fills the silence without hesitation. “last week you mentioned that place near riku’s apartment,” he says. “small. quiet. full of things you like. we can go there next time.”
you look at him. “you remembered that?”
he shrugs, eyes fixed entirely on you. “of course i did, sugar.”
and he always does. every offhand comment, every quiet preference, every ordinary detail—you say it once, and it stays with him. to sion, every word you speak matters.
maeda riku. ( 前田陸 )
physical closeness that feels a little too casual. someone leaning in just a bit too close, taking your hand, sitting in his spot.
when you compliment someone’s confidence or attitude, he takes it personally—even if he doesn’t mean to.
being compared, even if it only happens in his head. you don’t have to say names; his mind fills in the blanks on its own.
when you defend someone a little too quickly. he’ll tease you about it later, half joking, half not.
riku’s jealousy is faster, more reactive. it sparks the instant he senses competition, even if no one else would call it that. what bothers him most isn’t the act itself, but the ease of it—how naturally someone slips into your space. he notices hands, distance, body language, tone. if someone makes you comfortable in a way that feels too effortless, he feels an immediate urge to reclaim his ground—sometimes through teasing, sometimes through exaggerated confidence.
riku hates the idea of being measured against someone else, even subconsciously, and that makes him reckless when jealousy hits. he laughs it off, jokes about it, but there’s always an edge beneath the humor—sharp enough to prove he isn’t just an option, but the right choice. riku is completely obsessed with you.
it hits him instantly—the laugh, the closeness, the way you don’t pull away. what does this guy have that’s so funny? the thought flashes hot and fast through his head. the plastic cup in his hand is already completely crushed. lucky for him, it’s empty.
“hey,” riku cuts in, a bright smile snapping into place. “what's so funny? i wanna laugh too!”
you turn, startled by your boyfriend’s sudden appearance. “oh—nothing, we were just—”
“clearly hilarious,” he says, draping an arm around your waist, possessive but casual, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. “you only laugh like that when something's really good. usually my jokes.”
you elbow him lightly. “that’s not true.”
riku leans down, voice low and playful, meant just for you. “it is, doll. i pay attention to you.”
to anyone else, he’s charming. effortless. to you, there’s something sharper underneath. it’s in the way his voice gets a little louder, the way he starts listing small facts about you—details meant to prove that he knows you. better than anyone else ever could.
later, when it’s just the two of you, he bumps your shoulder with his.
“are you always this friendly?” he asks. the tone is joking, but his eyes keep flicking between you and the room.
“riku.”
“what?” he laughs, hands raised. “just asking.”
but he doesn’t give you space for the rest of the night. he stays close. fingers brushing yours. comments timed just right, loud enough to pull your attention back where he wants it.
jealousy, for him, is kinetic. it lives in movement, presence, noise. a constant performance—almost like a peacock—anything to make sure he’s seen, remembered, impossible for you to ignore.
tokuno yushi. ( 得能勇志 )
emotional intimacy like late-night conversations, shared playlists, knowing looks, it wraps around his stomach in a visceral way.
someone understanding your moods without you having to explain. that’s sacred territory to him.
when you’re comfortable being vulnerable with someone else. that unsettles him more than outright flirting ever could.
inside knowledge—someone knowing your habits, your fears, your silences. he’d rather die.
yushi’s jealousy is quiet and internal, almost invisible unless you know him well. he isn’t jealous of attention; he’s jealous of understanding. what truly unsettles him is seeing someone reach you emotionally in a way he believed was reserved only for him. shared silence. mutual comfort. the feeling of being seen without explanation—that was his territory.
when he realizes someone else has access to that part of you, he withdraws slightly—not out of spite, but confusion. he wonders if he misread the closeness, if it meant less than he thought. instead of acting possessive, he turns inward, becoming more careful with his words, more deliberate with his presence, as if he’s trying to rebuild the intimacy brick by brick, even though it was never really broken. his jealousy is soft, but it runs deep.
he notices the change before you do. his voice softens, his posture opens, the conversation flowing more calmly, more deeply than before.
yushi doesn’t interrupt—he simply steps back.
later, when the space finally clears, he sits beside you in silence. it stretches on, comfortable, but with a slight weight to it.
“you tired?” he asks, fidgeting with his hands.
“a little,” you admit, a faint smile tugging at your lips. “we ended up talking for a while.”
he nods, eyes fixed on the floor. “it looked important.”
you turn to him. “and it was. it was too serious for him.”
there’s a pause. then, quietly, “do you remember the song you told me about once? that one you always listen when you can't sleep.”
you nod, staying quiet.
“i listened to it once again last night,” he admits. “it made me think of you.”
it’s an offering. he leans closer, shoulder brushing yours, reclaiming your intimacy through memory and affection. you curl into his arms, and he rests his chin against the top of your head, holding you there as if that closeness is the only thing that ever mattered.
kim daeyoung. ( 김대영 )
competence. someone being reliable in a way that makes you fully relax in their presence.
when you rely on someone else during stressful moments instead of instinctively turning to him.
being praised for thoughtfulness—especially when that’s something he prides himself on. what is it, anyway? he’s your boyfriend. that’s part of being a good partner. still, it leaves him feeling like he isn’t doing enough.
moments when he feels replaceable. that’s the real trigger, even if he never says it out loud.
jaehee’s jealousy is rooted in usefulness and trust. he wants to be the person you lean on when things go wrong, the one who fixes problems before they surface. when someone else steps into that role—calm, capable, steady—it hits a nerve. he doesn’t resent the other person; he resents the feeling of not being unnecessary in that moment. what truly unsettles him is seeing you relax because someone else has things handled.
he masks it well, staying composed on the surface, but internally he starts questioning his worth—replaying scenarios where he could have done more, been faster, been better.
everything is already resolved by the time you notice. schedules rearranged. calls made. problems solved. the stress neatly stabilized, like it never had the chance to grow.
“you didn’t have to do all this, daeng…” you say, looking over everything he prepared.
jaehee shrugs, calm and efficient as always. “it needed to be done anyway.”
you hesitate, lips twisting slightly. “she was helping me earlier.”
“i know,” he says a little too quickly, then smooths it over. “it's fine, i like doing this for you.”
“thank you, love.” you smile and kiss his cheek.
later, when you thank him properly, his composure cracks just enough to let something real slip through.
“just... don't like it when you're stressed,” he admits quietly. “and i don't like the feeling that i'm... late.”
“late?”
he exhales. “like i should've been here first.”
there’s no anger in his voice. no blame. just resolve. he straightens almost instinctively, already thinking ahead, already planning—making sure that next time, you won’t need to rely on anyone else.
jaehee’s jealousy isn’t about possessiveness. it’s about responsibility. about proving that with him, you’re safe.
jaehee who's so big and doesn't realise it !!!!!!!/!/&/&/&&2&2'akakakqoqkanNamm@/@ you tell him it's too much he's too big and he'd be so sweet begging you to do well for him and of course you can't say no cause you're his and he's yours , how could you !!!?? 😵💫
oh my sweet anon you get my brain so well & i want you to know i saw this ask the same day you sent it in and this is all i've been able to think about....🫠 god
you're so full of him already and he hasn't even bottomed out yet. telling him how it's too much n all he says is "you're taking it so well though sweetheart." ignoring all your weak protests and slowly sinking into you, stretching you deliciously. you swear you can feel him everywhere, the heat of him seeping into your bones, the thick press of him making your head spin
"fuck," he grits out, his fingers digging into your hipbone. His voice is wrecked, raw with the effort of holding still. "you feel—" he cuts himself off with a groan when you clench around him involuntarily, your body trying to adjust. His lips find the damp skin behind your ear. "look at you. taking me like you were made for me." you whimper, half-delirious, and the sound turns into a broken moan when he shifts, just slightly, and the head of his cock nudges even deeper inside of u. tears spill over, streaking hot down your cheeks. "jaehee," you sob, your voice small, wrecked. "it’s—it’s too much."
"It’s not," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss on your jaw. his hand slides up your stomach, fingers splaying wide over your ribs as if to feel the way your breath stutters. "you can take it. you always do." He pulls out slowly, dragging every ridge of himself against your walls, and your vision blurs. When he pushes back in, it’s with a snap of his hips that punches the air from your lungs. "See?"
summary . . . little things they do in a relationship !
genre fluff , established relationship , headcanons , nct wish x reader cw kissing , teasing , some food mention , not proofread wc 887 request no note ugh i'm going crazy i love wishies so bad. these were just little thoughts that came to me while i was watching some behind videos and lord i love these boys so much :( put on tears are falling and trust my tears WILL start to fall net @kstrucknet @chrimatanet
OH SION ﾐ 오시온
needs hugs to recharge throughout the day. same with kisses. always begging you for affection even if you give him a lot, and will cling to you as well. he can just never get enough and will come up with excuses just to get an extra kiss out of you.
gets excited even for the little things like a surprise day off or an extra hour to spend with you. never lets you get bored and always has ideas of what to do together to make it a date. any time spent with your boyfriend is time well spent.
definitely has a picture of you as his phone background. on long work days or overseas schedules he misses you too much and likes to still see your face when video calling isn’t an option. likes the idea of matching couple rings or a necklace to have when you’re apart and gets a pair for you at some point.
MAEDA RIKU ﾐ 前田 陸
wears tank tops or t-shirts that look really good on him and then pretends he doesn’t know why you’re staring at him or all over him. he can’t feign ignorance for too long, though, because he always ends up giggling at how cute you are.
shares his food with you and always makes sure you eat well. would rather order something you like and share it than order something he’s personally craving, especially if you are slightly pickier with your food. he loves enjoying food together and seeing you satisfied.
has to hold your hand if you’re ever walking somewhere. more of a comfort than function. he knows he won’t lose you, but he likes the feeling of having your hand in his. will also reach out to hold your hand if you’re sitting next to each other. he likes the feeling of your soft skin.
TOKUNO YUSHI ﾐ 得能勇志
eye contact from across the room leads to mini staring contests that end in giggles and laughter. he’ll stare at you like a little cat until he gets your attention just to smile or wink to see you blush or roll your eyes.
appears out of nowhere sneaking behind you for hugs or planting kisses on your cheek or neck. you often hear him before you see him if he whispers his favourite nickname for you or a simple hey before his arms are wrapping around you.
lies on top of you whenever you’re sitting on the couch. loves when you play with his hair or kiss his forehead. but will also tease you by blocking any attempts to kiss his lips. until you push him onto the floor and then he’s coming back to you begging for a real kiss.
KIM DAEYOUNG ﾐ 김대영
always texts you throughout the day, sending memes or little updates. especially during practice when he’s surrounded by the other members’ antics. he sits on the side of the studio and finds his own peaceful quiet by messaging you.
loves taking couple photos and practically has to take a new one each day. whether an ootd photo in the mirror or a cute pose where you’re kissing his cheek, he loves his little collection of them to remember each day with you. prints them out as polaroids and puts his favourite one in his phone case.
will sing any song you like and sends you little covers through voice messages throughout the day. he’ll include raw takes too when he messes up the lyrics or forgets the melody and you might just love when his giggles interrupt the cover even more than a perfect take.
HIROSE RYO ﾐ 廣瀬遼
shares all his clothes with you and even accessories too. his hoodies are practically your sweaters, and his necklaces end up on you more often than he wears them. he thinks it’s super cute, but you do have to compete with sakuya sometimes for dibs on ryo’s sweaters.
teases you with his kisses by pulling away too fast or kissing just beside your lips. only does it to get a reaction out of you and will of course give you a proper kiss eventually, but he lives for your grumpy face.
is so patient with you and puts up with your cuteness aggression for him. perhaps he understands it because he feels the same urge to squish sakuya’s cheeks (and yours, too). doesn’t mind if his face is showered in kisses and he’s trapped in a tight hug for minutes. let’s you squeeze him like he’s your personal teddy bear.
FUJINAGA SAKUYA ﾐ 藤永咲哉
the king of matching everything with you: shirts, nails, shoes, even hair ties. he always lets you play with his hair or put it up before he has dance practice. and if his nails aren’t matching with yours, he’s doing something wrong.
he’s your best friend truly before being your boyfriend, and all the inside jokes you made as friends still make you giggle when they’re brought up. sakuya loves to recreate them whenever he can to make you giggle uncontrollably.
is still super shy with you at times, even though you’ve been dating for a while. if you kiss him by surprise his cheeks will tint pink and he might even stutter over his words. he’s used to being teased by the members for being the youngest and lovesick, and he may never grow out of his shyness towards you.
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⌗ ꒰ 𝓃ct 𝓌ish x reader ꒱ ❤︎ 1.9k (~300 per member), fluff, ot6, est. relationship, reader buys makeup and has long(ish) hair, reader calls jh “daeng”, reader calls ry "hiro"
⌗ your boyfriend just loves you that much, of course he’s gonna pay for all your expenses no matter what it is! ࿔*:･ﾟ
메시지: watching yushi pay for sakuya’s stuff in the fukui vlog had my gears turning so i had to deliver ( ๑‾̀◡‾́) +not proofread!! sorry for any typos, etc
⌗ SION
i fear sion loves you so much he’s gonna whip his card out the moment he sees you eyeing an item from outside the store. if you linger a little too long around an item but leave it, he’s secretly putting it into the basket or holding it just out of your sight so he can surprise you with it later. he doesn’t care about how much your cart costs, all that matters is that you’re being spoiled and happy.
you’re passing by a brightly illuminated display, showing off luxury bags adorned with sparkling metal accents. it looks absolutely beautiful, but it’s insanely expensive and far out of your budget.
“do you want it?” sion asks, slinging his arm around your shoulder. “it looks cute. it’ll suit you.”
despite wanting it, you shake your head. “it’s too expensive, si.” you say, pointing at the small tag attached to the piece.
“mmm, it’s worth it, though.” he takes your hand into his, pulling you into the store. “c’mon, i’ll pay for it.”
before you can stop him, he’s already at the counter, taking his wallet out to pay. you try your best to tell him you don’t need it and could get it another time if you did, but he’s immune to the excuses, continuing with the payment.
“you know i don’t care how much it is. as long as you’re happy, yeah?” he smiles at you, caressing your cheek with his thumb. “plus, you deserve it.”
he just looooves spoiling his girl… what can i say
more under the cut!
⌗ RIKU
riku loves buying stuff as much as you do, and being a supportive boyfriend, he’s gonna enable your shopping addiction, as well as pay for all of it. he’s also the type of person to say “if you buy it i’ll buy one, too.” but have that glint in his eyes that says he really wants it, so of course, you buy it so he can have it as well.
“oh, angel,” he calls, beckoning you over with his hand. “look at these glasses, they’re so cute.” he puts them on his face, fixing his hair in the mirror before showing it to you.
“it suits you well,” you smile as he looks at you for confirmation. “you should get them, iku.”
“okay, pick a pair, too.” he’s pointing at an array of undeniably cute pair of glasses, but they also happen to be gentle monster.
as cute as they are, you don’t want to drain your boyfriend of his money. he’d already funded your last shopping spree, and the one before that, and the one previous to that one…
“i don’t need new glasses, you got me a pair last time.” but that doesn’t matter, you can never have enough glasses, right?
“pleeease? we can match and i’ll pay for it.” he puts his hands together, begging you with a pout on his lips.
you hated how easy you were when riku acted like this. there truly was no way to say ‘no’ when he looked like a kitten asking for food. “fine, but i don’t need any more shopping sprees for a good while.”
riku just shrugs his shoulders. “you deserve them, baby.”
he wants you to look like an absolute goddess dressed in the finest luxury and that’s just how it works
⌗ YUSHI
yushi doesn’t make it his number one responsibility to pay for all your stuff, but when he does he feels so proud of it. he loves feeling like he’s a husband spoiling his wife with a bunch of gifts, even if he's just paying for your meal.
you’re at the cashier, searching through your bag for your wallet, when your boyfriend slips up beside you and taps his card on the payment reader before you can even get your card out.
“yushi!” you whisper yell at him, hitting him gently on the shoulder. “i was gonna pay…”
yushi’s looking at you with a smile that shows all his teeth, eyes turning into little crescents. “you were taking too long, baby.” he giggles, thanking the cashier as he takes the bag of products into his hands.
“stop paying for all my stuff, babe. you’re gonna go broke, y’know.” you huff, sternly walking out of the store hand in hand. “you’ve been paying for my stuff a lot recently and i’m starting to feel bad.”
he strokes your head, fingers carding down your hair. “well, i like paying for your stuff. if i go broke, i’ll go broke buying stuff that makes you happy.”
“you’re so annoying…” yushi wasn’t annoying, but it was annoying how he treated you so well that he’d practically do anything for you. “thank you, though.” you wrap your arm around his, resting your head against it.
yushi tries his best to compose himself, but he can’t help but let a huge grin plaster across his face.
cutest kitty ever :((( he’s never been more proud in his life than when he manages to pay for you
⌗ JAEHEE
tall, strong, good looking… and of course he’s rich!! he’s like your bodyguard; an arm hung around your shoulder, other arm adorned with a dozen of (your) shopping bags that he paid for. he turns every trip to the mall into a shopping spree, buying you whatever you lay your finger on. he doesn’t even look at the price tag, and if you’re concerned about it, he takes no time to let you know that it doesn’t matter if you’re with him.
you slowly start to realize how much time you’ve spent in one store, and how much you put into your “basket”, aka your boyfriend. you’re starting to feel guilty about it. jaehee’s supposed to pay for all of this? not a single thing in the basket that he’s holding is his.
“wait, let me take some of this out.” you turn around, sifting through the items in the basket. but before you can take anything out, jaehee pulls your hand away, shielding the basket like you were trying to steal.
“daeng! i’m trying to put them back.” you try and reach for the basket again, just for jaehee to stash the cart behind his back.
“i already know you feel bad about me paying.” he shakes his head, putting your hand back beside your body. “aaand, you know i don’t mind. i like paying for you, y/n.”
you sigh at how helpless you are. when jaehee set his mind on paying for you, he was going to find a way to spend as much money on you as he possibly can.
“whatever... but next time, you have to let me pay.” you click your tongue.
jaehee’s arm finds it’s way to its natural spot – your shoulders – and he chuckles, already thinking of a way to stop your plans. “no promises, baby.”
jaehee being your boyfriend who loves paying for all your stuff and doesn’t even let you get your wallet out to pay is real!!
⌗ RYO
even though he loves paying for you, and volunteers to do it without you asking him for it, he’ll tease you about being a princess and being your personal wallet. what’s more is that he complains when he holds your shopping bags that he said he didn’t mind carrying.
“baaaabe, you’re making me pay for all of this?” he grumbles, inspecting the items in the cart. “what the heck even is this?” his eyebrows knot together, eyes squirting to read the fine print.
you look closer at the box he’s holding, only to realize that it’s something he persuaded you to get. “hiro, you told me to get it.”
he slowly blinks his eyes, recognizing that it’s the random blind box he was persisting you to get just minutes ago. “oh, right. it’s really cute, isn’t it?” his whole attitude towards it changes, suddenly acting rather fond of it.
“it’s cute and insanely pricey, baby.” your finger taps at the little price sticker on the bottom of the box, pointing at the money it’s worth. “i don’t have the money to be spending $65 on a little keychain.”
his bottom lip is jutting out, and he’s holding the box like a little kid begging their parent to get it for them. “then i’ll get it for you,” he says, as if he wants you to get it so he can have it.
“i don’t need it, baby. don’t spend your money stupidly.” you try to take the box out of his hands, but he nimbly swipes it away, preserving it in the basket that hung at the crook of his arm. “ryo! i’m not paying $65 on it.”
“no, it’s okay. i can pay for you, princess.” he takes your hand into his, giving the back of your hand a soft kiss. “c’mon, let me spoil you this once.”
“you always spoil me, ryo… spend your money on important things.”
ryo simply shrugs, “you’re important, princess.”
he’s a knight in shining armour, of course he’s gonna save (pay for) his princess (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)
⌗ SAKUYA
well if it isn’t mr i-love-matching-with-my-girlfriend… he loves paying for you, especially when it comes to things where he can buy a pair and match with you. even if it’s something he knows you can afford, he’s still gonna sneak up to the cashier and tap his card.
for the whole of summer break, you’ve been spending your time working at the nearby ice cream parlour to save up for a ring that you’ve been wanting for ages. you’re at the store with sakuya, finding the piece you wanted.
“oh, it’s this one, isn’t it?” he asks, pointing through the glass case. “it’s really pretty, babe. it suits you well.” by the tone of his voice, you can tell he’s plotting something; pay for your ring.
“if you’re thinking about paying for my ring, stop it. i have enough money to afford it now, saku.” you wrap your arm around his, holding him back from doing anything behind your back.
he playfully rolls his eyes, annoyed that you knew of his undisclosed plans. “i wasn’t planning on it…” but he’s lying straight through his teeth. “there is a pink one too, though. i may as well pay for both of us, y’know.”
“stop it! you pay for me all the time and i feel guilty.” you both were still relatively young, and sakuya was already spending money like you two had been married for five years.
“well, you better get used to it. i like paying for you.” a soft smile is plastered on his face as he pinches your cheek, eliciting a wince out of you. “let me treat you well, please? you deserve it after working so hard.” his hands rub together, begging you to let him spend more money.
his eyes are glossy, and lips in a pout – there’s no way you can say no to him. “fine,” you groan at how easy you give in. “but i get to pay for us for the rest of the day.”
“hey, no guarantee.”
he’s 100% the type of bf who races you to the cash register just so he can pay for you (˃̣̣̥ᯅ˂̣̣̥) he just wants to feel like the older one in the relationship since he’s the youngest between the wishes ><
💭 TEXTS FROM JAEHEE WHILE TIMEZONES APART
⋆.˚ ⸝⸝⸝ based off his bubble texting style meow
this is dedicated to my daeyoung fairy @wichujunseo
[ jaehee x fem reader. fluff . slice of life(?) . princess/love/baby used . 52 messages ]
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︴ʚ summary ɞ ︴a slow realisation that the love between you and jaehee maybe wasn’t meant to be forever..
⤳ idol!jaehee, angst, sadness
ᝰ.ᐟ mentions of a breakup, falling out of love etc
𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼; to the anon that requested a break up fic with jaehee; it’s here!!!!! i accidentally deleted your ask 😟 i’m sorry for the wait but it’s finally here hihi i hope you like this one and definitely lmk what you think 💓 ly!!!
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when you first started dating, everything felt loud. not loud in arguments or chaos, but loud in presence. every text mattered, every late night call stretched until sunrise, every ‘i miss you’ carried weight. everything you did was done with so much love and affection
you used to fall asleep on facetime together, your phone propped against your pillow, his voice full of exhaustion that he couldn’t hide even if he wanted to, choosing to stay on call with you because he simply wanted to
“i’ll hang up when you fall asleep,” he’d whisper, even though he knew that was a lie and he always stared at you once you fell asleep. admiring your face as you finally got some rest (that he should be getting as well but that’s a story for another time)
back then, your lives revolved around each other so naturally that neither of you even noticed. it was exactly the way you wanted it to be and exactly how you thought it would be forever..
it didn’t happen all at once, it was something that creeped up on you like a sneaky little bug, that only grew bigger over time
it started with his schedule, tehearsals that ran past midnight, interviews stacked back to back, flights he stopped telling you about because he knew you’d only worry about how little he was sleeping
and then your new job came. a real opportunity!!! the kind you had dreamed about for years; a promotion, more responsibility, longer hours, new people, new expectations.
a new career path that would open so many doors for you
you told him about it the sane day you got the call. ofc you did!! this was one of the most exciting things that has happened to you in a long while, but that didn’t stop the worries that came with it..
“i’m scared,” you admitted softly to which jaehee only smiled through the screen, his eyes tired but filled with pride and warm energy; “you’re going to be amazing.”
and he meant it.
he just didn’t realize that the more amazing you became, the less space there was for the two of you in the middle..
you didn’t fight. you never did actually, fighting was a rare occurrence in your relationship in general
and that was the strange part. there were no slammed doors, no raised voices, no dramatic accusations, just… rescheduled calls, unanswered messages, long awaited replies
“can we talk tomorrow? i’m exhausted.” - “i’m sorry, can we reschedule dinner?? something came up.” - “i’ll text you when i land.”
and sometimes you’d forget.. sometimes the “i’ll call you later” turned into a simple“goodnight” and sometimes it turned into nothing..
you still said “i love you” but it became more of an automatic expression rather than a heartfelt statement, it was like punctuation mark at the end of conversations instead of a feeling that lingered like it used to be
you noticed it first.. one night, while you were sitting in your apartment with takeout that had already gone cold sitting at the table infront of you, you realized you didn’t even know what city he was in, and you only found out from a tagged post you saw on twitter, not through him
and all you did was just stare at your phone for a long time. you weren’t angry, you were not even sure if you were upset, yku just felt quiet..
thoughts were running through your mind, small things like; when did you stop being the first person he’d call?? when did you stop being ‘important’ enough to keep updated??
but the most confronting thought of all; when did he stop being the first person you wanted to tell things to..?
but you were not the only one that felt the switch in your heart and life.. jaehee felt it too
he felt it in the hotel rooms that all looked the same, he would scroll through your old pictures, memories full of messy hair mornings, amusement park dates, or his fav blurry selfie you took when he wasn’t ready yet
and all he could do was smile, pictures that felt like watching a real time romance blossom between two people.. but it felt like looking at someone else’s life
he realized he didn’t know the names of your new coworkers, he didn’t know what projects you were stressed about, he didn’t know the small details anymore. he knew.. nothing?
and you didn’t know his either, you didn’t know what he was working on right now, you didn’t know what feedback he got on their new song, you didn’t know about the progress he made in his dancing, hell you didn’t even know when he was leaving the country again..
you still cared, ofcourse you did, you’d always do and maybe that was the worst part?
the conversation happened on a random tuesday, there was no special occasion, no anniversary, no dramatic setting, not even an actual date you’d planned together
you just came over after work since he had one night free before flying out (again..)
you sat on the couch together, your knees slightly touching but your hands apart, to yourself, not longing to the others touch like you’d usually do
there was a softness in the air, a comfort and warmth that always lingered around the two of you, but there was also something heavier underneath it, something unspoken, something that seemed to have been hidden in between small talk and habital love
“i think…” you’d started, your voice trembling just slightly; “i think we’re trying really hard”
he swallowed; “yeah.” not defensive, not confused, just aware
“i don’t feel like your person anymore,” you admitted; “and it’s not because you did anything wrong” you felt weird speaking these words out loud but somehow the words didn’t scare you like you thought they would
his eyes teared up a little, but he didn’t look away; “i don’t feel like yours either,” he whispered, he looked at you, really looked at you, and by the looks of your eyes finding his, he knew you had already decided the same thing as he did..
that night, you talked for hours, literally anything and nothing at the same time; about timing, about growth, personal and business wise but most importantly about how loving someone doesn’t always mean you’re meant to grow in the same direction.. how loving someone doesn’t always work the way you’d want it to do
there were tears, quiet ones, the kind that fall without sobbing, the ones that held a moment of acceptance, the kind that made clear that endings don’t always come from a place of hurt and pain..
“i still love you,” you had said, and you meant it, because you did, you really did and he had replied; “i know,” in that soft, caring voice he always had; “i love you too”
but this time it sounded like a memory, a sealing, not a promise, at least not anymore..
and when you finally stood up to leave, he walked you to the door like he always did, both knowing it would be the very last time this routine would ever happen
you could only smile, mirroring the expression on his face, and you hugged, not desperately, not like two people trying to hold onto something slipping away, no, you hugged just long enough to memorize the feeling, to give yourself a moment of peace and clarity. a moment of closure
his chin rested on your head, your hands fisted gently in his hoodie, it felt natural, normal, yet so different
because you both understood.. sometimes love doesn’t end because it’s broken, simetimes it just outgrows the space it used to fill..
you knew you’d never grow to hate each other, you’d never be strangers, you’d never ever be enemies or someone you’d hold grudges against
but from now on, you’d be two people that once loved each other so so so deeply, just not at the same level anymore
your love was there, and you know it would be there for a while, because how does one move on from their first love whose heart is still so full of genuine adoration for them
and that was exactly what it was; genuine. genuine love and respect;
just not in that same sense anymore.. and somehow, that made it hurt even more..
Author's note: I wasn't planning on writing this but I suddenly got this idea and wanted to try it out before I forgot. This is my first time ever writing something for NCT Wish and I'm still only getting to know them so this might be far off from how they'd actually be but I still wanted to give this a go. I also have no idea if this is the right way to write headcanons either lol but oh well, I hope you enjoy!
Feedback is greatly appreciated.
🩷 Sion - "Come here, you're mine now"
You’d only been “official” for a day, and Sion already treated you like the most precious thing on earth. After practice, he walked up to you slowly, his eyes gentle yet serious. For once, there were no playful jokes — just him standing in front of you, quietly opening his arms like he’d been waiting forever.
You stepped into his embrace, and he wrapped you up like he was shielding you from the world. One hand on the back of your head, the other holding you close.
“I still can’t believe this is real,” he whispered softly into your hair.
“But I’m going to do my best. For you.”
His hugs feel like home. Safe, steady, and quietly full of forever.
💛 Riku - “I’m Gonna Hug You Like I Mean It (Because I Do)”
The moment he saw you after your first date, Riku ran.
“BAAAABYYYYY!!” he yelled — full volume — and tackled you into the biggest, clingiest hug imaginable. Arms around your neck, legs around your waist. Face squished into your shoulder. You stumbled back a little, surprised at his eagerness and hugged him back.
“I missed you sooo much!”
“It’s been three hours.”
“Exactly!! That’s three too many!!”
He laughed the entire time, and you did too.
His hugs are chaotic sunshine. Loud and full of life, genuine, and impossible not to love.
🩵 Yushi - “The Kind of Hug That Says Everything Without a Word”
Your first hug came during a quiet moment — no big lead-up, just the two of you sitting together, enjoying eachothers presence.
Then… Yushi leaned over and wrapped his arms around you. Softly, slowly and carefully. His cheek rested on your shoulder like he belonged there. He did.
“You’re really mine now?” he mumbled.
You nodded. “Yeah. I am.”
“Good.”
He smiled into your neck as he snuggled closer.
His hugs feel like a soft sigh. Like warmth in stillness. And a safe place to land when you’re tired of the world.
💜 Jaehee - “Do You… Maybe… Wanna Hug Me Too?”
After your first movie date, he walked you home. Your shoulders were brushing and hands almost-but-not-quite touching as you walked side by side.
At your door, he blurted out, “C-Can I hug you? I mean… if you want to...only if you want.”
You said yes. Obviously.
He stepped forward, a little stiff at first but then fully melted into it. His arms tightened and his face flushed. But he didn't pull away too soon.
“That was… really nice,” he said quietly.
“We can do it again,” you offered with a fluttering heart.
“Yeah?” soft smile “Okay.”
He leaned back in and pulled you tighter against him, more peaceful and confident this time, as he let out a content sigh.
He gives hugs like it’s a gift. One he’s a little nervous to offer, but always means with his whole heart.
🧡 Ryo - “You Didn’t See Me Coming, But You Felt Me Stay”
You were just minding your business, scrolling your phone — when suddenly out of nowhere, warmth wrapped around you — his arms, his presence, unmistakably circling your waist from behind.
“Guess who~”
“Ryo. I saw your reflection.” you answer with a chuckle.
“Ugh, no fun.”
He pouts whilst hugging you tighter. His head resting on your shoulder and voice even softer now.
“Can’t believe I get to do this. Like… officially.”
“You could’ve before.”
“Yeah, but now it counts more.”
His hug aren't loud or dramatic. They're quiet and certain, the kind of embrace that says I’m here in a voice only your heart can hear.
🤍 Sakuya - “I’ll Hold You Like I’ve Always Dreamed of”
After your first little date — that consisted of convenience store snacks, a peaceful riverside walk and pinky fingers brushing against eachother — Sakuya stopped beneath a streetlight.
He looked at you with his usual soft sparkly eyes and asked,
May I?
You nodded.
So he pulled you in for the softest, dreamiest hug. Swaying gently and arms around you like you were the most delicate thing he’d ever touched. His head tucked into the crook of your shoulder and yours on his chest.
“I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”
“Me too.”
“Then let’s stay like this. Just a little longer.”
He tells you as he rubs your back softly, with a gentle smile on his face.
His hugs feel like warm tea, fluffy socks, and being loved exactly the way you needed.
This fanfiction is a work of fiction inspired by NCT. I do not own NCT, its members, or any related entities. All characters and events are fictionalized and do not reflect real-life actions or personalities. This work is not intended to infringe on copyrights or the privacy of the individuals depicted. It is created solely for entertainment and not for profit.
you were sending a string of selfies to your best friend… or so you thought.
you only noticed the mistake a few seconds later: the nude you took “as a joke” had just gone to sion
you: OH MY GOD I’M SO SORRY THAT WASN’T FOR YOU I SWEAR
nothing.
the silence was deafening.
and then he replied.
sion: you really think I can look at you the same after this?
you bit your lip. heart racing.
another message popped up.
sion: do you have any idea what I’m thinking about right now?
sion: you. naked. straddling me. whispering my name while I fuck you slow
sion: you gonna pretend nothing happened tomorrow, or are you coming over to finish what you started?
RIKU
you realized the mistake the second you hit send.
a photo. a full nude. straight to riku.
you: DELETE THAT RIGHT NOW I’M SO SORRY I’M ACTUALLY GONNA DIE
and then:
riku is typing…
typing…
stops.
typing…
riku: so this is what you’re out here sending people?
riku: why don’t you just send straight to me next time?
riku: better yet, let me take the picture while you’re sitting on my face.
you were speechless
riku: pretend it was an accident if you want. but deep down? you wanted me to see it, didn’t you?
and… yeah. yes, you did.
YUSHI
your phone buzzed while you were in the kitchen.
when you came back, there was a message waiting.
yushi: do you realize what you just sent me?
panic.
of course you knew. it was a full nude photo. mistakenly send to him
you: im so sorry it was a mistake omg I meant to send that to a friend I swear!!
he left you on read.
you waited.
and then
yushi: friend, huh?
yushi: too bad, because now all I’m thinking about is you soaked and begging for my cock
you: yushi…
yushi: don’t say my name like that unless you want me to show up at your place right now and fuck you till you scream it
JAEHEE
you froze the second you saw his name.
jaehee. your most quiet friend. so sweet. so gentle.
or so you thought.
you: DONT OPEN IT, ITS A VIRUS, DONT OPEN IT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
too late
he didn’t answer
instead: a voice message.
your heart stopped as you hit play.
— you know what you did to me, right? I’m fucking hard in the middle of the day, locked in my room because I can’t look at you without thinking how you’d sound moaning on top of me
— you teased me… now you’re gonna deal with it, come over tonight, and I’m gonna fuck you like you deserve it
