genre fluff , loosely inspired by when life gives you tangerines , jaemin x fem!reader cw not proofread wc 440 request yes note another little fic that was supposed to be a timestamp but i wrote too much skjksd. really want to write more for dreamies so maybe this will be the start ! net @kstrucknet @neocity-net
“2 tickets for Romeo and Juliet, please.”
You glanced up, hands moving with practiced ease to tear off two tickets and stamp them accordingly. The coins that slid over the counter were swiftly dropped in a box as a shy smile grew on your face.
Handling ticketing at the old movie theatre in your neighbourhood was never supposed to be a long-term job. You only applied for a temporary position in hopes to make a bit of extra cash before your final year at university. But your boss liked you, and somehow convinced you to stay for the year as well.
You were efficient, hard working, and didn’t complain about being cramped in the small ticketing booth for an entire day. No one could ignore the boost in ticket sales since you were hired either. You had quickly become the theatre’s most important member of staff. Once you were gone, business would slow down by at least half, and everyone knew it.
Jaemin liked to tease you about it. How your pretty face was attracting all the boys in town to come see a movie just so they could ask you out on a date. Of course, you refused every single guy who tried. Despite your sweet features, you were like ice. Anyone who tried to melt their way past your walls were sure to get frostbite in the process.
Except for one.
The only man who you allowed through without a fight was the same one who joked with you about every guy who you had rejected. The only one who could truly say what you looked like when you smiled, when you laughed till your stomach hurt, or when heat spread to your cheeks.
The same man who teased you about how pretty you were, who gave you compliments every evening when he walked past, broom in hand on his way to clean up spilled popcorn.
You never thought your job at the cinema would lead you to the beginning of your own romance. Yet, the moment Jaemin first gave you that dashing smile, you found yourself falling quicker than you could pick yourself up. His warmth melted you completely.
“You’re clocking out early tonight,” Jaemin stated like he made the decision himself.
“And why is that?” you asked, resting your chin on your hand. The grins on both your faces were almost too obvious, but you tried to push down the butterflies in your stomach.
“Because I have an extra ticket,” he said, holding up the two he had just purchased from you. “And there’s only one lady here who I’ll ever watch Romeo and Juliet with.”
Oioi Nene, cê tá bem?? Queria saber seus comentários sobre os mais maridos do nct pq o Jaehyun tá me atormentando esses dias
os + maridos do nct 𑣲⋆
e suas linguagens do amor
notas de autora: oii anon!! tô bem e você? acho que tenho um pouco de dificuldade nesse assunto pq não sei se tenho vontade de casar 😫😫 mas pra mim esses passam essa vibe!!
obs: botei o mark SIM pq sim.
1. johnny ♡
gente eu simplesmente AMO a vibe e a personalidade dele…
ele parece ser uma pessoa tão boa de estar perto, super cuidadoso e atencioso, sabe?
sempre achei que ele fosse muito boyfriend material, mas papo que ele tem cara que seria um ótimo marido também (e pai de menina, óbvio)
vibes de tempo de qualidade e presentes!!
2. renjun ♡
o junnie me passa uma vibe parecida com a do johnny
mais calminho, fala suave, meio “laid-back”, sabe? não gosta de farra, mais caseiro
e pra mim ele tem a vibe de ser super rômantico, mas sem forçar. com certeza te trataria igual uma rainha <3
com certeza ele é muito adepto dos atos de serviço e tempo de qualidade
3. jaehyun ♡
o jaehyun tem uma vibe diferente pra mim... ele é mais introspectivo então acho que ele como marido teria mais esse feeling.
não fala muito, mas quando fala, sempre fala as coisas certas
e também tem uma vibe de mais cuidado, eu acho. vibes de pai de menino!!!
e sinto que a linguagem de amor dele é palavras de afirmação e língua na xerece
4. mark ♡
assim como todos dessa lista, a vibe que o mark me passa é de paz
ele é um zé risadinha também, acho que ele sempre te faria rir mesmo se não quisesse
ter um relacionamento com ele com certeza seria algo super tranquilo
e ele mesmo já disse que quer ser pai de menina, então nem preciso tocar nisso kkkkkkkk
pra mim ele é vibes atos de serviço e palavras de afirmação (talvez escrever uma música pra você ou algo assim)
5. kun ♡
gente, o kun é uma MÃE (ou um pai né)
seria um marido que cuida de você em todos os sentidos, mesmo que isso as vezes te irrite um pouco (acho que as vezes ele pode ser meio grudento demais)
com certeza seria um paizão!!!
a linguagens de amor dele devem ser contato físico e atos de serviço for sure
6. chenle ♡
o lele pra mim é meio que uma mistura de todos aqui
mais um zé risadinha na lista, então você provavelmente sempre vai ficar com a barriga doendo de tanto rir
mas ao mesmo tempo ele é MUITO boyfriend material... quer curtir a vida com você e só você
me passa uma vibe de tempo de qualidade e contato físico
The night was quiet and peaceful. Music played softly in your dimly lit bedroom. Little taps of a phone keyboard could be heard just a few inches down from where you sat on the bed. You looked from your own phone to see Donghyuck looking down and texting someone.
For a moment your mind wondered to the potential of him texting a lover that made you eyes waiver unknowingly. Surely he would’ve told you if that was the case, you were best friends after all. He was probably just texting his other best friend, Mark.
You wanted to be in his heart only like he was in yours so badly. You screamed about it every night into your pillow on the rare occasion he wasn’t there. When he was, you settled on silently screaming while rolling around in anguish on the bed where he slept soundly next to you, blissfully unaware.
You loved staring at him. He was so beautiful with his golden skin and the fluffy brown hair that was growing out nicely. He was slouched against the wall but still his composure was so elegant. His hands that typed away seemed so dainty and effortless as his fingers were adorned with rings. The thought of holding them and feeling that familiar warmth always made your breath hitch in your throat as you felt your heart stop. Your gaze shifted with one of his hands that reached up to move his glasses back up. He wore no makeup due to the time which allowed you to view the moles on his cheeks that cascaded down his neck perfectly. The longer you looked the more things you found to love.
So lost in your own mind, you hadn’t cared about the fact he noticed your eyes and was now looking at you.
“What’s up?” He asked, his head tilted a bit.
That was his way of asking if anything was wrong. There was a familiar flutter in your chest from the simple action. You blinked a few times before sitting up straight against your pillows and shaking your head.
“I was just thinking.” You shrugged.
“About what?” He pondered.
“Your moles.” You answered.
A pout appeared on his lips at the mention. He confided in your once they made him insecure which you could never understand. You never knew how to respond just because you knew you’d end up with a whole essay which would be suspicious.
“You know-“ He started.
“I know.” You confirmed before he could finish his sentence. “I never understood your resentment toward them, Hyuck.”
“Of course not.” He sighed.
“Some people theorize they’re where your twin flame kissed you most in the last life. They’ve always been pretty and maybe that idea can help you change the way you think about them.”
His phone landed in his laps at your words. You could see his eyes look across your own face and body in silence. He moved from his snug spot against the wall on your bed to sit directly across from you. The closeness always startled you despite how regular it was between the both of you. It never failed to get your heart going and your only hope was he didn’t know.
“You have them too.” He leaned in closer as his eyes scanned your face.
He moved the strands of hair out of your face and tucked them behind one ear. You didn’t expect him to get any closer but suddenly he leaned in and left a kiss on your temple.
“Like here.” He pointed out after leaving the unexpected peck.
He reached up to grab your chin and then there was another kiss on your own cheek, not far from your lips.
“And there too.” He hummed.
There had been plenty times where the both of you had kissed each other cheeks. Something felt different now though. You just hope he hadn’t been able to see the blush appear on your cheeks and the felt the heat with the kiss.
Both hands now cupped your cheeks in such a way there was no way to avoid his stare. You could see his gaze move downward before moving back to meet your own once again.
“I’ve never noticed how many little moles you have around your lips.” He smiled. “I guess I kissed you a lot there in the last life… And I’ll do it again in this one.”
Before you could even question him, his plump, soft lips were against your own. The air was taken out of your lungs and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. A sigh escape automatically and you could feel your body relax under his touch. You moved into his body more as his hands moved down your sides to rest on your waist as your hands instinctively went to his neck to pull his closer only to slid down to his rest on his chest as his arms were now wrapped around your waist to pull you flush against him.
You could feel his rapid heartbeat under your palm which had you smiling against his lips.
Oh yes, he would most be definitely keeping his promise to you.
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: jaehyun takes you on a date to the local ice rink to teach you how to ice skate
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, established relationship, christmas, jaehyun being a cutie, non-idol!au
𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k
𝐚/𝐧: i went ice skating with my friends in january and thought of this after seeing a boy trying to teach his girlfriend how to skate
"i like the way your hand fits in mine."
Jaehyun sniffled slightly, puffing out a breath into the winter air. His fingers tightened around the laces on your white skates as you watched the stray, dark hair strands poking out of his grey beanie flitter around in the wind. Jaehyun’s black scarf was wrapped so high up around his neck, it nearly veiled the entire bottom half of his face. He gave your laces one last tug, then stood up with a huff. You felt your heart melt as you noticed his dimples peeking out just above his scarf. His eyes grew crescent-shaped as a faint blush painted itself on his cheeks.
“Thank you for helping me with my skates,” you poked his cheek as you spoke. He grabbed your hands, giving them a soft squeeze as he helped you up from the bench.
“Anything for you. Honestly, I didn’t realize how much harder it would be to tie up figure skates compared to hockey skates,” he replied, pointing to his black skates.
A group of 6 elementary schoolers bundled in heavy winter clothing ran past you with a chorus of laughter and squeals as they headed toward the rink.
“How do they just run in their skates like that?” you asked.
“It’s actually not that hard, especially if you’re not on the ice. I can teach you,” Jaehyun grabbed your arms, easing you toward the rink and away from the benches.
“Jaehyun, I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” you gripped onto his arms tighter as you already felt your legs trembling. You weren’t even on the ice yet, and you somehow still looked like a baby deer on fresh legs.
“Don’t worry. You’re gonna do great once we get on the ice, and then you’ll realize it’s not that bad,” Jaehyun reassured you as he walked you closer to the rink entrance.
“Flopping around on the ice in front of a bunch of children doesn’t sound very fun to me, Jaehyun,” you chuckled nervously.
“Everything you do is amazing, and anyone would be lucky to see you flopping around on the ice,” Jaehyun paused as you reached the entrance. He watched as your hands began to rattle with nerves. He squeezed them gently and flashed you a hearty smile.
“That’s so cheesy,” you replied, “but i’ll accept your compliments. I guess that’s why I love you or whatever,” you joked. Jaehyun raised his eyebrows at you. He knew you got jokey and sarcastic whenever you were nervous. It was some sort of coping mechanism that he picked up on quite early on in your relationship.
“Well, I also love you too or whatever,” he replied, “Come on, let’s go,” Jaehyun said as he scooted you closer to the entrance. You instinctively began to yank your arms back as an attempt at making an escape, but Jaehyun held onto you. He promised you that he would teach you how to skate, and he never breaks a promise.
He stepped onto the ice first, and you couldn’t help but envy how graceful he looked. Each push off his skates looked as natural as breathing air. You sucked in a breath before placing your left foot onto the ice. You felt yourself freeze. Your foot slipped so quickly, it almost felt like you had just slid on a soap-covered kitchen floor. This was going to be horrible.
“Jaehyun,” your voice trembled as you called out to him.
“It’s okay,” Jaehyun reassured, “you just gotta get your other foot on the ice, and then you’ll be fine.”
“I’m gonna fall,” you stammered. You could already feel your face heat up at the thought of falling onto the ice in front of everybody.
“Not as long as I’m here.” he reaffirmed. Jaehyun was right. You knew that he would do anything in his power to make you feel safe and comfortable. He would never let you fall.
“Can you hold my hand?” you reached your arms out for his. He skated up to you and grabbed your mitted hands. He steadily began skating backwards, pulling you forward and forcing your other foot onto the ice as you skated with him further onto the rink.
“Oh my gosh,” you whispered, feeling your knees buckle and your body wobble as you attempted to find your balance.
“You’re not going to fall, darling. I’ve got you,” Jaehyun whispered.
You both began to glide against the ice, with Jaehyun leading you around. It felt like the ground below you had disappeared and you were floating.
“Make sure you bend your knees,” Jaehyun reminded you. You watched Jaehyun’s legs as he skated, trying to mimic his skilled form. You began to push off your skates, taking more control over your movements as you made your way around your first lap on the ice, rather than letting Jaehyun pull you.
“See, you’re a natural already,” he praised you with a slight lilt in his voice. He knew you were a quick learner, which is why Jaehyun wasn’t as worried as you were. After completing your first lap, you looked at Jaehyun with warm eyes. You’d done it, and you hadn’t fallen.
“That was so good!” Jaehyun smiled, swaying your arms in his, “I’m gonna let go of one of your hands so we can properly skate side by side this time, okay?” Jaehyun asked apprehensively.
You hesitated before taking in another breath, “Okay. Yeah, I got this,” you nodded. Jaehyun released your right arm, allowing him to slink into the left side of your body. You steadied yourself as you lost your balance for a brief moment. Jaehyun placed his other arm in front of you, allowing you to grab onto it as you ground yourself.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Let’s go” you replied.
The two of you skated hand in hand around the rink for a few laps before you were finally comfortable enough to skate completely on your own. You felt your heart swell as you glided across the ice. You'd finally understood how Jaehyun had fallen in love with ice skating. You felt weightless and feathery as you sailed around the silky ice. The fairy lights strung up above you illuminated the icy path, occasionally twinkling light off your sharpened blades.
“Hey, can I teach you a spin?” Jaehyun asked as he stopped in front of you.
“Sure,” you replied, bracing yourself for whatever it was Jaehyun was going to demonstrate now.
“Okay,” he stabilized himself in front of you, “Just spread your legs out, and then drag your right foot inwards, it’ll force your body to spin. The faster you drag it, the faster you spin,” he explained before demonstrating the move himself.
You spread your legs apart and tried to drag your foot. Your skates dug further into the ice, “Um, I’m not moving,” you frowned.
“Oh, uh” Jaehyun scratched the back of his head, “Just try it again, but put less weight on your right foot.”
You tried it again and felt yourself begin to turn, less than gracefully, and very slowly. As you spun, you took in your surroundings. The kids who ran past you earlier were racing across the ice. An elderly couple chuckled into the air as they skated side by side. A group of teenagers were linking arms as they glided in sync. You continued spinning until you were facing Jaehyun once more. His eyes glimmered as you smiled.
“You did it!” Jaehyun cheered.
“I did it!” you squealed. He embraced you in a tight hug as you giggled into his shoulder. He grabbed your hand once again as you continued to skate together. You watched as the snowflakes fluttered onto the ice rink. Christmas music danced through the rink, warming the atmosphere as Jaehyun hummed along, singing the lyrics to you every once in a while.
“Hot chocolate?” he asked.
“Yes, please,” you replied, as you skated toward the exit of the rink together.
"I like the way your hand fits in mine," Jaehyun whispered.
— Prologue: “Is it okay if i stay over tonight? You’re sure? I don’t want to overstep your boundaries.”
— Summary: Where you spend the night at each other’s houses for the first time and despite being told to be comfortable you are being very careful.
— Genre: Fluffy smut. First time staying over type of trope. New established relationship. Jaemin is such a green flag. ugh best boyfriend goals. Rookie couples. Heavy makeouts. Soft soft protected sex. Hand holding while they do it.
— Notes:
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There is always a first time in everything when you get in a brand new relationship with someone. You’re always trying to be super careful to not do the wrong move because you don’t want things to go bad.
It can be very nerve wrecking. There’s the first time holding hands which is always kind of awkward at first because none of you are used to holding hands. Or the first time having your kiss, it’s always so short and difficult to pull away from.
And then there is coming over to your boyfriend’s house for the first time.
You’re between the border of trying not to make it obvious that you’re uncomfortable but also trying to get used to your brand new environment. You see your boyfriend has been with you for only five months. Nearly six months. He’s been over to your house for dinner before but it never once crossed his mind until recently that now he realised; you never been over to his house.
Jaemin really loves spending time with you and he wants you to be comfortable. So when you walk inside the house you take your shoes off and try to be as formal and polite as possible.
That was the first time you came over to his house. You ended up being super formal that day and Jaemin always told you to be comfortable and not feel weird about the new surroundings.
But now that you came over once, you started coming over during the evenings. Your second time over at your boyfriend’s house you’re slightly more comfortable than before.
You’re slowly adjusting. “Hey babe? Is it okay if i move your pillows in a different position?” You call out from his bedroom.
Jaemin from the living room raised an eyebrow wondering why do you even have to ask? You could just do what you wish with the pillows. “You don’t have to ask me! Do what you want.” He calls out as his attention was on whatever was playing on the television screen.
You smile a little. He was always telling you to do what you want since he wants to make his house feeling like it’s your home too now.
But it’s difficult to get used to.
Scrolling through your phone as you adjust the pillows into the position you want you’re noticing the time. It’s getting nearly late and you’re wondering when do you have to leave? Your boyfriend hasn’t really asked you what time yet you will leave. You don’t have a time set either. You’re waiting for Jaemin to kick you out but he wasn’t really planning to have you leave anytime soon.
So the more time goes by it’s very late and you’re contemplating by staying over his house now. Surely it wouldn’t hurt to stay over?
You don’t want to leave your boyfriend since you enjoy being with him and his presence alone was the most important thing to you. But you don’t want to take away his privacy from Jaemin either. So now you’re debating if staying was the right option.
The bed creaks when you stand up walking out of the bedroom as you approach the couch where your boyfriend was seen watching the screen. Jaemin smiles and wraps his arms around your waist when you approach running his sweet fingertips down your back and under your shirt feeling your bare skin. You took notice of this habit; your boyfriend really likes feeling your smooth skin. He loves skin to skin contact. And he dislikes feeling the clothes on you.
You smile a bit. “Hey, it’s getting late.” Jaemin hums in response at your words as he wasn’t saying much but enjoying your presence at the same time.
“Yeah it is nearly 10.00 at night.” Jaemin says softly in his deep natural voice. You wonder if he can even more attractive than this.
You’re getting shy now since you’re trying to find an opportunity to ask your boyfriend for permission. But why was it so darn hard?
You’re getting shy for no reason, you’re also stressing about the fact if you’re being too clingy or if you’re being too pushy. You don’t want to be either of those things and you value that space was very important in a relationship. This relationship you have with Jaemin was something you take very personal in your heart. You want this to work.
So far your relationship was nothing but good. You both grow and help each other grow together and individually as well.
Jaemin was the perfect example for you. He makes you feel valued and appreciated. Unlike in the past you’ve never gotten so many compliments by a man until you’ve met Jaemin. And he really makes sure to let you know everyday that you’re important and that you deserve everything.
The thoughts in your head were overcrowding your actual thinking so now you are staring at your boyfriend and your voice comes out slightly small and timid too.
“Can I stay over tonight?” You whisper as you don’t want Jaemin to feel like he has to keep you around.
Your boyfriend wasn’t expecting you to even ask. He didn’t want you to ask this question either because he thought you would be staying anyways. It was late and there’s no way in the world that he will let you leave his house at ten in the night. It’s not that he doesn’t trust that you can get home, it’s more like Jaemin was more or so worried for your safety. He doesn’t trust the world out there and he’d rather have you sleep with him on the bed than have you sleep alone tonight too. You’re everything to him.
“Baby you don’t even have to ask me. My home is now your home, I told you this before.” Jaemin’s expression was a mixture of surprise and bluntness as if you didn’t even have to ask him this right now. Your hands were slowly kissed on the back as Jaemin pants his puckering eyes down there with his soft mouth.
Your cheeks grew a slight pinkish shade across your skin like it was a waterfall spreading everywhere on the land.
Jaemin has so many ways to make you think he’s so perfect. Beyond perfect actually. The word perfect wasn’t enough to describe him.
You slowly exhale. “Is it okay if i stay over tonight? You’re sure? I don’t want to overstep your boundaries.”
Your worried eyes meet Jaemin’s as he can see that you’re trying to be respectful here. You’re the type of person to be extremely cautious and Jaemin really finds this to be thoughtful of you. But at the same time you don’t need to be.
“I don’t have any boundaries when it comes to you. Do what you want okay? If you’re hungry you can take what you want from my fridge. You can even take my clothes, I am fine with whatever you want.”
He was telling you this as if this was all so easy. You’re almost unable to process that you can get away with anything right now but you don’t know what to do with that privilege.
You almost feel like you don’t deserve it. You whisper a little as you’re unable to think much more. Your boyfriend’s loving eyes watching you makes all sorts of emotions run to your face.
“Jaemin I’m just being cautious. I don’t want to make you think that I’m too clingy or pushy.” You say as you’re holding your running thoughts on pause.
He can’t believe you’re here thinking that he would ever see you as being ‘too clingy’. If anything Jaemin wants you to be clingy to him without a second question!
“Okay I think I need you to rethink your words right now.” Jaemin said with a chuckle.
What he said sounded like a warning. You blink your eyes in innocent confusion. “What—?”
He brushed his lips away from your hands and slowly stands up suddenly he was lifting you and you let out a soft sudden sigh as you’re wondering what was happening right now. Your own boyfriend carried you to the bedroom, placing your dead weight on the bed as he crawled on top giving you soft kisses on your cheeks and forehead. Out of nowhere you’re having all these physical kiss-attacks and you’re here unable to take much more.
Jaemin saw your hands fiddling around in places as you’re growing more and more ticklish with the way his lips were planting between your skin and skin. Your own body was struggling to contain what your boyfriend was making you feel. He pins your hands on the side of the bed against the two pillows surface, you’re here breathing heavily as you’re also giggling a little.
When he heard that giggle of yours Jaemin wanted to ascend and have you repeat that giggle again and again and again — until he is sick of it.
You’re unable to contain the way your stomach was doing flips on its own. The way the emotions turning inside your guts. Your abdomen clenching with each loving touch your boyfriend holds on you and gives it without needing anything else from you. All your boyfriend wants from you is you to smile. Feelings inside your stomach boils like a pot on a burning stove, and your legs were digging into the duvet covers while the room was holding all your protesting soft noises and laughs together.
“Ahh Jaemin this isn’t fair. So unfair. You can’t use your strength and kisses against me.” You’re trailing with mumbles.
He smirks against your neck where he nuzzles his nose into your nape smelling your scent, inhaling it as you always smell so good. You smell like peace. You bring him peace.
Jaemin whispers teasingly. “Oh but you don’t seem to be complaining when I give you them.”
“We were having a serious conversation about me staying over!”
You say with your cheeks growing red. Jaemin knew his teasing always tends to get under your skin. The boy above you pulls away his head from your nape to gaze into your eyes.
“And I said it’s completely acceptable.” He softly pressed a loving kiss on your forehead and then hovers over your untouched lips.
“It’s worth it.” He adds, before he pressed a loving and deep long kiss on your lips that look so kissable from the above view.
When he told you this you’re wondering if your boyfriend means it and then you feel the rushing emotions in the kiss, and you just know now that he was being sincere and genuine.
Your boyfriend didn’t care about anything else but wanting you to stay over. You’re now understanding his point. You don’t have to be so uptight and worry if you’re doing something wrong. Because Jaemin knows you have the truest intentions of kindness for him and that’s all he needs from you.
The kiss overtakes you both in a magical world where you sense everything behind measures of your love. Jaemin didn’t hold back. He lets you know just how much he wants to kiss you. Just how much he could kiss you forever if he could. Jaemin pressed the tongue into the surface of your romantic kiss while his hands cupping your face slide down your jawline reaching over your neck where the shirt you wore starts to be tugged in. It falls off your beautiful figure when you say up letting your boyfriend do what he wants now. Your eyes are pressed closed while your entire mind was on the continual pleasure from the kiss that keeps going on.
Words of affirmation he told you beforehand were on a replay like a radio station in your head. It somehow puts you on ease too. You love that Jaemin’s affirmations were made to calm you down as well as show you that your overthinking doesn’t need to be used when he’s nearby.
You can rely on him. You can do anything with him and Jaemin would be more than happy to do it for you. As long as you’re happy and comfortable, he gets to spend his time with you.
The hands slide down to your hips after your lower sweats were pulled down and Jaemin’s mouth breaks apart temporarily only to brush over your beautiful breasts that came out of your bra. His tongue runs down your nipples giving it a gentle suck before detaching from your tits to go up and kiss you once again in a hungry makeout.
You feel all sorts of sensations run down when your legs spread open when his hands run down your inner thighs and Jaemin’s middle fingertip pressed against the pantie lining above your clit.
Soft moan comes out of your mouth as your head leans back and your eyes fell down watching his hand where it’s at. “Should I stretch you out?”
Jaemin asked you quietly as your eyes look up at him. “Yeah please.” You give him a little nod and he leans in kissing your cheek. “Okay baby.”
Whenever he calls you all these sweet loving pet names it makes you feel really small in the best way possible. You feel like a small lost puppy around Jaemin.
He had the ability to make you feel loved, too loved. Your hips buckle forward once Jaemin slips off your panties to your ankles and throws them somewhere on the floor in his bedroom, without a single care. The only thing his focus was really on was the sight of your heavenly pussy, ready to be devoured in everything he has for you.
Brushing the palm on top he thrusts in his middle fingertip first, your head hung back a little as you’re adjusting to the stretching of your velvet compressing walls.
“Fuck…” You murmur into your palm while your boyfriend was trying to be as careful but enough to give you some pleasure too.
The second finger came in when he heard you moan. It shown that you must’ve lined the way his short nails brushed along your bouncy walls inside. Jaemin loves hearing your breathy voice too. Especially when you’re on the brick of cumming right there and then.
He might be soft with you outside the bedroom, and he was also a little soft with you in the bedroom activities too. But he can be slightly more gruff about it too.
Jaemin can really be dominating in the bedroom. It’s like he shines differently when he is fucking your soul out of you. But you don’t mind it when he can be a little more rough with you, because his sweet voice always said the most soft loving things to you. Despite the way he can really have you begging.
Thrusting a few more times, Jaemin pulls the fingers out licking them clean with his mouth before leaning over and sitting upwards to go open one of the drawers next to the bed.
You whimper at the loss of your boyfriend’s fingers but your eyes gracefully follow his silhouette seeing what he was pulling out.
He smirks when he saw your eyes fixated on the packet of condoms. Jaemin rips one open as he slips off his boxers.
“You want to put it on for me?” He asked you as you looked eager when you saw his manhood spring up against is stomach hitting the surface on it.
Your boyfriend was quite big. You won’t lie but you can’t deny the fact that Jaemin was built perfectly. He was long but not too long. He was perfectly thick in the right areas and you drool over the sight of your boyfriend’s manshood. Your hand brushed the condom down and Jaemin bites his bottom lip watching your small hands dressing the condom on his hard boner.
“That’s it, good girl.”
Your face grew a million shades redder hearing your boyfriend’s deep nasal voice echoing the praise to your ears giving you a kiss on your cheek, lowering himself down he pushed your legs up a little until they sit on top of his shoulders. Folding you into a position to his liking he wanted to get the right deepness and the richness of your body to the fullest because tonight — your boyfriend is going to prove to you why it is worth it staying over.
The gnashing movements created between your two bodies connecting as one made your body move forward as the length piercingly increases in and out of your entrance. Just the mere thickness alone has you thinking you’re going to rip apart with the overwhelming burning sensation. You however love the fact that you can feel the stinging pleasure because eventually the same sting turns into something else.
Your mouth shatters apart from your moans. The carnal length barely inside you for more than a few minutes has your mind starting to wander on its own. Foggiest invades your brain. Your cheeks are burning hot like they are scorched by the sun itself. The sight of your boyfriend’s darkly lit eyes staring you down like you’re a prey he had his eyes on for so long excites you.
“Oh fuck… Jaemin…”
Hearing his name leaving your lips like a flying letter, it was almost empowering. You give him so much power over you.
Jaemin smirks leaning down giving your collarbones a few sucks stringing from his teeth and balm lips. “You like this?” He asked you.
But he didn’t expect you to answer considering you’re unable to. The moans keep coming out of you instead.
He knows you liked it too, it is written on your beautiful face like a giant billboard you’d see on middle of the road.
The sensation can not compare to anything the two of you ever experienced and that’s what makes this so much more special and enjoyable.
It is the raw sight of your own love growing to its deepest lusts and hormones. Your body has never met such a perfect combination with anyone before and Jaemin was just so perfect.
He was perfect at giving and not expecting anything back. His pleasure came from seeing you mooch over his cock that is thrusting into you so deeply until you cannot take it anymore.
The fact that you’re looking even more and more beautiful the further more your squeezing carries him through the sensual movements, Jaemin was taking his sweet time with you. He loves seeing your feverish smile and your eyes closing every time the inch of his front tip was peeking into a zone of your weak spot that makes you squirm with more intensity.
You’re brushing your stomach inwards the moment Jaemin dig deeper going down even more while your hands roam around his shoulder blades and your mouth opens up. “Ahh squeezing me so much Y/n…” Jaemin‘a hushed groans were telling you how much he was enjoying the way you feel.
Your warmth emitting from your body on the outside and on the inside, as well as how wet you’re feeling down there makes his cock stand out even more. Jaemin was aroused by the simplest things however which was the way your eyes never broke eye contact.
He smiles leaning down kissing you softly again but this time your hands connect. He moves up his fingers attaching them around yours while on the sides they’re pinning.
He sighs deeply as he strikes himself slowly going in an upwards motion, he clenched his eyes shut. “God… I won’t last if you keep doing this to me.”
You drawl out your mouth running it down his neck while pressing kisses down his adam’s apple which makes Jaemin shiver.
The things you do to him makes him go crazy even more. You’re driving him off the edge.
“Hhhghr… I’m so close.” He quietly turned to you when your head pressed down on the pillows and you suck on your stomach with each of your boyfriends incoming sensual thrusts.
They feel slow yet powerful. Jaemin’s head hung low with his messy black hair while you’re here breathing more heavily as your breath quickens. The mattress becomes wrinkled as the bedsheets were following each of your silhouettes.
The darkness of the room becomes inevitable but the sight of your boyfriend’s expression when he finally feels the surging urge to come never leaves your memory.
Jaemin hissed. “Fuck—” Moving the hips upwards. “I’m cumming—” he slowly whispers moving down on you again. “Ah fuck m’cumming Y/n…”
You’re leaning back your sluggish body when the warm filling of your boyfriend releasing inside the plastic rubber. You’re feeling his hands clench on your fingers tight as his gaze grows black mixing in with stare.
He feels like he was seeing stars and his ears were shutting out every sound, all he could hear was small rings.
Jaemin deeply exhales as he leans down to get the opportunity to kiss your tempting lips once more. Your lips kiss back in slow motion while you feel his hand relax in the hold.
You whisper your sighs against his lips, while your boyfriend pulls away to look at your face brushing your hand on your hair.
“It was worth it.” Jaemin says with a smile. “Right?” He’d ask you knowing the real answer already.
“Mhm it was Worth It.” You tell him.
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warnings: this is super duper fluffy, you might die. its very cute
summary: you and mark just started dating. this is what he would take you to do while on a date, as well as your first kiss.
a/n: for my new favorite pookie jy (@stillgoldenpb) thank u for reading my mark breeding hc over 10 times. MWAH MWAH.. also sorry if u wanted smut, i was in a fluffy mood so i did mark fluff, but i can make a mark smut one-shot just incase.
First Date:
For your first date with Mark, he would take you for a ride in his Audi A6, to a nice little restaurant out of town. He had discovered it when he went for a drive and knew you would like it.
It was a small place, very few people there, and all of them were nice, and complemented you on being a cute couple. There was a jukebox in the corner, that he would queue up a bunch of songs on, many he knew you liked.
When you were done eating, he “forced” you to dance with him. Meaning he took your hand and lead you to the empty dance-floor, with a wide and enticing smile.
You danced to a couple of songs, talking and gazing into each other's eyes the whole time. When the sun began to set, you leave the restaurant and drive to a nearby peak.
You sat on the edge, legs dangling over, the beach view below you paired with the sunset. You didn’t leave until the sun had disappeared. He gave you his jacket to wear during the walk back to his car, knowing it would be a lot colder now that it was dark.
By the time you got home, it was late. He jokingly asked if you were going to invite him inside. You didn’t, but he left with a quick kiss to your cheek.
First Kiss:
Your first kiss didn’t happen on an official second date, but after you decided to meet up at the beach. He told you about his day, his training, and how much he loved singing. You told him your goals, and all the places you wanted to see.
Eventually, your conversation become more playful and joking, even more so when you found an abandoned basketball. (HE CANT PLAY FOR SHIT LMFAO)
You tossed it to each other a few times as you continued to talk and tease each other. After you caught the ball, and you teased him for having a weak throw, he began to chase you. Tackling you (softly) to the ground, you were left giggling, and he was watching you with an adoring smile.
When you locked eyes, lying in the sand, he would reach over and brush some sand off your face. Then, quicker than you were expecting, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. When he broke away, he apologized, saying he just felt the overwhelming urge to kiss you.
You smiled and told him it was alright, you felt it too. Pleased with this, he asked if he could kiss you again, to which you obviously said yes.
warnings: none, just mark being super nervous/anxious i guess
word count: ~1.8K
synopsis: mark is head over heels for you, but you have absolutely no idea. he’s running out of time to make a move. will the last day of school finally be the day?
a/n: i’ve lowkey been wanting to write a fic based off of “fool” by nct 127 for so long but never did it until now. i suggest listening to the song while you read to enhance the vibes 🤭 enjoy! 🫶🏻
posted: july 16, 2023
“I’ve never seen him like this.”
Four boys sat at the back of their homeroom class, waiting for the bell that signaled everyone to move on to their next class. The students were given the last ten minutes of homeroom to use freely and talk amongst themselves or study. A majority of them were buzzing with excitement and spieling to each other about their plans for summer break. But amongst the large group there was one student whose mind was far from thinking about their summer plans. Mark Lee’s mind was only preoccupied with thoughts of the girl sitting in the seat two rows ahead and one seat over from him.
The girl that had taken free real estate in his mind for the past semester. From the moment he saw you walking in on the first day of school, he had known he liked you.
Now, usually Mark’s friends would describe him as many things—extroverted, driven, caring, helpful, confident. But when it came to you, the girl of his dreams, he was merely a fool. A bumbling, cowardly fool.
Despite his friends’ countless efforts to get him to talk to you, he always either refused or fumbled on the chances he got. It irked him, but he couldn’t help it. You made him too nervous.
“Do you think he’ll finally get the courage to do it?” Renjun asked, glancing over at Donghyuck.
His friend sighed, “I sure hope so. If I have to hear him groan and whine all summer about her I might kill him.”
Beside him, Jeno chuckled, “I just don’t understand what is taking him so long.”
“And why did he wait until the last day of school to decide to ask her out?” questioned Jaemin.
Donghyuck shrugged, “I guess he figures if she rejects him, enough time will pass over summer break that it won’t be as awkward next semester?”
The boys nodded in understanding, then Jeno added, “You know he said he bought that outfit just to ask her out? Said it would ‘give him extra confidence’.”
“Yeah, and we can see how well that’s working,” Jaemin snorted, making the three other boys laugh.
They continued to watch their friend who sat a few rows ahead of them. Mark’s seat was shaking from how quickly his foot was bouncing on the bar underneath it. His nervous thoughts were translating to his motor skills by now, making his body visibly anxious. He could feel a bead of sweat formulating under his brow. Why was he like this?
His brows furrowed as he stared down at the desk top under his arms. Think, Mark, he thought to himself. All you have to do is talk to her. Just ask her what she’s doing this summer. Ask her if she might want to hang out. But what if she says no? What if she laughs in your face? What if everyone overhears and laughs at you too? What if-
He shook his head, growing more and more frustrated as time passed. The clock on his phone was ticking. He only had seven more minutes left until class let out, and he wouldn’t see you again until August. He needed to move. Quickly.
His eyes carefully looked back up at you. You were writing down something in your notebook while the girl in front of you spoke to you. Every few seconds you would glance up at her to show you were listening. You nodded along to what she said and laughed when it was appropriate. You were so kind and considerate; Mark knew that much. Admittedly, he knew lots about you.
You were semi-popular. You weren’t on any of the athletic teams or in the big clubs, but you were friends with the people who were. You attended almost all of the after school festivities. Your grades were a big priority for you, and you didn’t seem to slack in any of your classes. You excelled in Biology. You had one of the most melodic laughs he had ever heard. You had the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. You usually volunteered to help the homeroom teacher clean up any materials between classes. You were kind enough to help Mark pick up his belongings when his crappy backpack zipper had broke and spilled everything onto the floor. If one day you showed up with a halo suspended above your head, he wouldn’t be in disbelief for even a moment. To him, you might as well have been an angel. A goddess even.
His chest rose and fell a couple times with his deep breaths. He flexed his fingers on the edge of his desk before pushing himself back in his seat and standing up. The students nearby glanced up at him before returning to their conversations. A sudden rush of adrenaline pushed him forward, moving his feet closer to your desk before stopping next to it. Your friend stopped mid-sentence to look up at him, and you followed suit. Those tantalizing eyes of yours peered into his soul, it felt like. Still, he cleared his throat and spoke.
“Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to take a second to ask you something, _______.”
He waited for a response, but it never came. You stared at him, face completely blank. He stuttered trying to come up with his next words, but he shook his head and realized you didn’t answer because he never said anything. He never walked up to you. He never even got up out of his seat. He was so nervous that he was daydreaming. He checked the time on his phone again. Three minutes. Crap.
Come on, Lee. Stop being an idiot. Just do it.
Okay. No more stalling. No more being a coward.
One last, deep breath huffed out between his lips before he gently pushed his chair back and stood up. He willed his feet to bring him to the desk adjacent to yours. Luckily it was empty, so he sat himself in it, facing you. Your friend’s eyes gazed over at him, but she continued to speak as if he wasn’t there. You noticed him, doing a double take on him. His heart was pumping so fast he worried it might malfunction, but he told himself he wasn’t going to run this time. He wasn’t going to mess this up. He just needed to wait until you were free.
As soon as your friend finished talking, you looked back at him, “Did you need something, Mark?”
She knows my name. Well, of course she did. He had this class with you five days a week, every week, for the past eight months. But still, you knew his name.
“I- uh-“
No. No stuttering. Think, then talk.
“I was just wondering if you were going to be in town during the summer? I wanted to ask if you would like to maybe hang out during the break?”
The entire room went quiet. At least, it felt like it did. Maybe it was just the fact that he was holding his breath without realizing it. Either way, he felt dizzy.
“Yeah, I’ll be in town. I actually got a job at my parents’s convenience store down the street, so I’ll be there pretty much all summer,” you spoke with such a cadence that left him dazed. You were so entrancing.
He nodded, “That’s good! Maybe when you’re off, we could get some ice cream or something?”
“I’d like that,” you smiled, “I’m free tomorrow around three actually, if that works for you.”
Mark was half expecting to wake up from this daydream again and start the torturous cycle over. But this wasn’t a daydream. You were actually planning a date with him.
“Yeah, that’s perfect. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon, then.”
Oh my God. Oh my God.
As he finished speaking the bell rang, jolting him. You stood up, grabbing your notebook and backpack. Your friend followed you as you filed out of the room with everyone else, and he watched you leave him there in awe. A hand clapping down on his shoulder startled him for a second time.
“So?” Donghyuck questioned him, the other boys surrounding him. Surprisingly, with all the eyes on him, he was finally able to relax for the first time in the last forty-five minutes.
“We’re getting ice cream tomorrow.”
“Finally,” Hyuck groaned at the same time that Renjun congratulated him.
“Was that so hard?” Jaemin mocked him.
“Did your new fit help, then?” Jeno added, earning an annoyed look from his older friend.
Just as the room was clearing out, there was the soft sound of footsteps re-entering. The boys glanced up to see you walking back into the room. Your eyes widened a little bit from all the attention on you. You spotted Mark still in the spot you left him, and you approached him with your notebook and pen still in hand.
“We never traded numbers,” you reminded him shyly. He had never seen you look so bashful before. You were usually so nonchalant.
“Oh! Yeah, uh, can I get a paper?” he pointed at the notebook in your grasp.
You nodded, ripping a page out of it. You tore the paper in half, handing him one side while you kept the other. You jotted your number down and then handed him the pen you used so he could do the same. When he was done, you both swapped papers. You were both very aware of the four boys watching the whole exchange. They were seemingly oblivious to the awkwardness they added to the situation.
“See you, Mark,” you nodded to him and his friends before heading back out of the room.
“They grow up so fast,” Jaemin fawned sarcastically, a hand on his chest. Renjun snorted as Mark nudged the boy’s arm, earning a yelp of pain from him.
“I can’t believe she actually agreed to go on a date with you,” Hyuck said.
“I can’t believe he didn’t stutter halfway through and come up with an excuse to bail,” Jaemin crossed his arms and laughed. Mark rolled his eyes at his friends as he picked up his backpack. The tardy bell was set to ring any second now. His friends followed closely behind him as they left the classroom.
“Hey, I’m proud of you, man. Just wish you would’ve done it sooner,” Renjun spoke earnestly, “I mean, if you think about it, you could’ve been dating her this entire semester.”
Mark sighed, “Yeah, I know.”
Internally, he was thankful that this happened the way it did. Donghyuck, Renjun, Jaemin, and Jeno were the closest friends he had, but they also were relentless with the way they teased him. At least during the summer, they were all usually too busy to get caught up in each other’s business. This way, he could go out with you without being picked on all the time for it. Besides, he was nervous that if they got too involved, they might run you off. He liked the idea of just having you to himself, and letting you get to know him. The real him. Not the Mark Lee that was quiet and timid and too scared to talk to you all semester.
The tardy bell rang, making the boys erupt in a chorus of gasps and groans.
“Dude, Dr. Park’s going to kill me for being late again!”
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