❪ 月光 ❫ fluff ten x f!reader 533 cw ノ not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ look at me finishing another fic for 3k before 4k AGAIN skdjks / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
You're utterly stuck—soft duvet wrapped around your body, tucked under you securely in a way to protect from blanket stealers. Louis and Levi are loafed on top of you, as they have been for hours now. They're perfectly content and unaware of just how vulnerable you are right now to certain attacks of cold hands and feet. Your boyfriend just has to find a way to get past the blankets and cats.
He does it easily, almost too easily. He has years of practice stealing back the blankets from you, and is immune to your tricks to try to keep them all to yourself. As for the cats, they stay unbothered through your shrieks as Ten slips under the blankets with you, and his freezing hands meet yours.
"You're so cold! Get out—" you clamor, trying to push him away. He holds onto your waist, giggling at your futile attempts because he knows they won't work.
"You won't let me cuddle with my babies?" your boyfriend whines, pushing closer to you so his cold cheek bumps against your shoulder. He motions to Leon who couldn't care less about his dad's presence. You scowl.
"You're giving me chills," you complain, rubbing your arms up and down in a failed attempt at warming up. If you felt a bit more dramatic, you would start chattering your teeth to gain sympathy.
But Ten would have none to give you either way. He feels that cuddling you right now is his right after being away all day, and all he really wants is to warm up with you in his arms. He thinks you're not being very cooperative about it.
"If you stopped trying to push me away we'd both warm up faster," he points out in a mumble. You groan at the logic. He is right, but you would still prefer to not share your blanket at all. You spent two hours warming it up, only for him to suck all the warmth away in two seconds.
"You're annoying, baby," you frown, although you're already pulling him a bit closer. You've accepted it. Since he won't give you a choice, you might as well do your best to create new warmth with him.
"You love cuddling me," Ten whispers. His cold hands sneak to clasp yours and he gives you a cheesy grin that has you rolling your eyes. He lets out a sound of protest and mock offense at the look, and you crack a giggle.
"I would enjoy it a bit more if you hadn't just taken a trip to the north pole."
"You're exaggerating."
Still, you let him cuddle closer until he gets fully comfortable. You're as intertwined as anyone could be after Ten snuck his leg over yours and now lies almost entirely on top of you. Although his body is still much colder than you would like, you've adjusted to the temperature difference now. You're starting to appreciate the closeness fully, tangling your hand in Ten's soft hair and listening to him ramble a bit about his latest schedules. Louis and Levi have found new spots to curl up near your feet, and slowly, you're starting to warm up again.
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★ Play date
By @yutaholic
10k, non-idol au, friends with benefits, being in love with your fwb, angst, smut, having hard conversations, marijuana use, tension
★ Sleepless Cinderella [Prologue] & Sleepless Cinderella [Ten]
By @starlightkun
4k & 13.8k, part of a series of one-shots, journalist reader, doctor Ten, interviewing him, angst, fluff, mentions of overdosing, emotional barriers, themes of death & depression, romance developing
★ It's purrfect
By @solaris-amethyst
0.9k, established relationship, non-idol au, meeting Ten's cats for the first time, assumptions, Ten doesn't realise reader is a cat person, fluff, slice of life
★ Cheers to us!
By @solaris-amethyst
1.6k, blind date, being set up by their parents, both are interested in dance, cat owners, romance, fluff, lots of flirting, attraction
★ Two houses
By @jaeminlore
1k, neighbour Ten, reader has family issues, reader's parents fight and yell a lot, slice of life, fluff, escaping over to Ten's, rather sweet
★ An opportunity
By @prettywordsyouleft
1.2k, college au, shitty exes, angst, fluff, Ten steps in when reader's ex is being a jerk, kind of humiliation from an ex, getting dinner together, getting to know one another
★ Coming clean
By @irregular-idol-imagines
300+, friends to lovers, mutual confessions, pining, fluff, humour, Ten's judgement and sarcasm
★ Masks [part 1] & [part 2]
By @irregular-idol-imagines
1.9k & 2.4k, royalty au, prince Ten, highish society reader, masked ball, hidden identities, meet cutes, slight distaste for their families, fluff, comedy
★ Warm my heart
By @ssweetreveries
1.8k, non-idol au, barista reader, regular at the coffee shop, fluffy, shitty exes, past relationship trauma, flirting, short & sweet
★ The perfect match
By @gyoobies
Ten x reader x Kun, polyamory, established relationship between Ten & Kun, café au, mutual interest in one another, smut, fluff, flirting, teasing
★ Ramé & drabble
By @flurrys-creativity
1.4k, djinn au, college au, Ten is a djinn, trouble maker Ten who grants dangerous wishes, romance, fluff, hint of jealousy, being at a party together
★ One more shot
By @all-about-kyu
5.3k, bartender Ten, visiting your childhood holiday destination, recently getting over heartbreak, drinking, reconnecting with a childhood friend, bi!Ten, fluff, angst, past feelings
★ It ends in blood & betrayal
By @restlessmaknae
11.4k, murder mystery au, chaebol daughter reader, rich Ten, reader's father is murdered, blood, stabbing, betrayal, drama, angst, forbidden romance between Ten & reader
★ Rebel rhapsody
By @restlessmaknae
5.4k, college au, rocker au, band au, reader getting dragged to a gig where they meet Ten, drama between the band members, friend conflicts, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, angst
★ One shot or game over
By @restlessmaknae
10k, university dance students Ten & reader, enemies to lovers, a Jumanji like plot, action, comedy, fluff, description of them loosing lives in the game, flirty Ten
★ Shot through the heart
By @restlessmaknae
2.6k, Camp Half-blood au, Greek mythology au, enemies to lovers, son of Aphrodite!Ten, daughter of Ares!reader, mentions of blood, innocent lives taken, reader is in denial
★ New year, same us
By @cigsaftersuh
Drabble, established relationship, new years eve event, writing each other letters for the year, slice of life, fluff, fireworks go off, really cute
★ Our angel
By @yuta-senpai
12.1k, WayV x reader (Kun, Ten, Winwin, Xiaojun, Hendery, Lucas, Yangyang), established relationship between Ten & reader, polyamory in some sense, 8some, straight up smut, pwp, choking
★ Sweet life
By @onlyforyoukook
1k, best friends, artist Ten, spending time at his studio, fluff, comforting mood, having a rough day, Ten helping reader sort through their emotions with paint
★ Out of the bag
By @lavenderbexlatte
1.3k, friends to lovers, accidental reveal of feelings, one of Ten's cats go missing, searching outside in the stormy weather, meddling Yangyang, finding his cats
★ Bother?
By @zeroseuniverse
0.5k, established relationship, late night setting, struggling to sleep, tossing and turning, moving out to the couch, slight insecurity, comforting from Ten, cuddling together
★ Be quiet (or not)
By @joocomics
0.9k, university au, Ten is the son of the dean of the university, exam stress, usage of sex toys, exhibition kink, light humiliation, teasing, dom/sub dynamics, smut
★ Yikes, date gone wrong, hoodie thieves, exam week pickup, we should get a cat and fridge magnets
By @suhnshinehaos
SMAU, university au, NCT96z & reader as roommates [Doyoung, Ten & Kun], one-shots, reader has a shitty ex, being stood up, slight implied Ten x reader, teasing, sharing clothes, fluff, slight angst
★ The unexpected
By @otptings
3k, college au, best friends (with benefits) to lovers, smut, down bad for each other, hooking up with others, reader is mentioned to have hook-ups with multiple other people (idols), marking, good friend Beomgyu
★ Ten + pizza
By @maknaesdancersrappers
Drabble, established relationship, making homemade pizzas together, soft domesticity, fluffy moments, Ten accidentally throws pizza dough at reader, cute, playful teasing, mention of T*il
★ All there
By @mejaemin
1k, friends to ??, bartender Ten, celebrating his birthday together, birthday surprises, Leon the cat is around, mentions of a rough work shift, late night discussions, fluffy
★ Texts with bsf!Ten
By @imhaechanshoe
SMAU, friends to lovers, mentions of getting together after a certain age as a backup, pining, down bad for each other, confessions, fluff, crossing the line of friends to lovers
★ An afternoon on the couch with Ten
By @haechnnie
2.3k, established relationship, slice of life, domesticity, cuddling together, smut, power play, needy & possessive Ten, dirty talk, unprotected sex, clingy nature, napping together
★ Well, ten is really a good teacher
By @lyvhie
Drabble, friends to lovers?, asking Ten for advice on how to flirt, fluff, crushing on each other, body language, building tension, flirting with one another, slight suggestive, kissing
it was cute, really, how things ended up like that. you had asked him for tips on how to flirt, since you weren’t particularly good at it, and ten was the first and best person who came to your mind to help you with that. he, after all, was a natural when it came to the art of flirting. he didn’t just flirt to get someone he was interested in; he flirted because it was fun, because he loved the game, the banter, the chase.
so of course he’d agreed to help. how could he resist the chance to show off a little and spend time with you—his good friend who he definitely didn’t have a tiny, harmless crush on? not at all.
“you’re too caught up in using words,” he said after patiently listening to your shy, rehearsed pickup lines. there was amusement in his eyes, but not mockery. just that usual glint he always had when he was about to show you something. “it’s not always about what you say, but what you do. if you can’t use words, then just use your body.”
you stared at him like he’d just handed you a test on your worst subject. “use my body? isn’t that a little too advanced for a beginner?” ten grinned, “it’s not. you just need to know how to use it.” he reached out and gently lifted your chin with two fingers. “eye contact, pretty. that’s step one. look like you want them, even if you’re dying inside."
usually, you could barely last five seconds of eye contact, but it wasn’t like you could escape with him holding your face in place. “like this?” you asked, voice just barely steady.
his smirk widened. "like this. perfect. now—step two." he inched closer, the space between you shrinking until you could feel the warmth of him, his breath brushing your skin. "proximity. you don't always need words. just being close is enough to mess with someone's head."
yeah… you could definitely tell. you could feel his warmth all over you, his delicious scent clouding your senses, the way his fingers were still lingering on your skin like they had every right to be there.
“then, do everything inside the limits,” he continued, voice softer now, leaning closer until his lips hovered by your ear. “like whisper in their ear,” he said, brushing his lips just barely against your earlobe. a chill ran down your spine. “flirting is all about tension.”
he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch gentle, almost affectionate. his hand trailed down your arm, fingers grazing your skin in a way that made you want to squirm. he kept going until he reached your thigh, where his hand finally settled, warm and steady.
“sometimes being a little honest can help,” he murmured, his voice low, almost like a secret meant just for you. his hand found yours, fingers sliding between yours with ease, holding your hand like it was the most natural thing in the world. “for example,” he continued, eyes locked on yours, “i really wanna kiss you right now.”
your breath hitched—because god, he said it so simply, so sincerely, like it wasn’t the kind of thing that could flip your entire world upside down.
“y-you sure this is still a lesson?” you whispered.
“are you learning?”
“…maybe.”
“then it is."
his thumb brushed over your bottom lip, slow and deliberate, his gaze fixed there like it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. you could feel the tremble in your own body, your heart thudding like a warning, because this... this didn't feel like pretending at all.
"okay, final step," his eyes didn’t leave your lips as he spoke again, voice soft but laced with that teasing tone he always used when he was holding back a smile. “if you’re feeling bold, and i think you are, you close the distance.” he leaned in just enough for his breath to tickle your skin. “you pause… let the tension build.”
he stopped, his lips barely a breath away from yours. “and then,” his voice dropped lower, “if they don’t pull away... you kiss them.”
you didn’t pull away. you didn’t even breathe.
so he kissed you.
his lips were soft, his tongue warm and gentle as it teased your lips, coaxing you to part them and let him in, which you did, without any resistance, as if enchanted—practically melting into the kiss. it was slow, intentional, like he was proving a point.
you almost whined in disappointment when he pulled away.
“see? just like that,” his eyes sparkled with playful mischief. “now, let’s do it again and see if you’ve learned.”
A/N: second drabble of the day???? Ohhhhh she's WRITINGGG!! 2/10 drabbles
"ten, i told you to take the trash out today," you complained. it has been a really long day for you and the sight of the unemptied trash almost sets you off. It may seem simple, but you feel like you're the only one making an effort to keep the house clean and that exhausts you.
"i'll do it later, baby," ten replied indifferently, still scrolling on his phone.
his reply was like adding fuel to the fire. it was enough to tip you over the edge, but your anger was silent. it was so silent that somehow you wished it was loud. loud enough so at least someone would know. at least someone would notice. but it wasnt, so you decided to take the trash out quietly.
you were tired. making your way to the bed, you laid down on your side, purposely facing away from him. ten noticed the sudden silence. he knew you all too well, this was your quiet kind of anger.
his hands hovered over your waist, before he let out a quiet sigh.
"yn..."
in a world where you thought no one would notice, he would, in a heartbeat.
"im sorry, i should have taken the trash out," he said softly, hugging your back. you kept silent, as he drew circles on your wrist with his thumb.
you heard him move away, but felt a blanket draped around both of you shortly after.
"you can get mad at me... but im really sorry,"
"i love you," he whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your cheeks.
OKAY HEHE SO. HERE ME OUT. cause i love ten sm what if he was away for a bit for a long schedule and his cats were rly missing their dad but they all curl up with you since you're wearing his hoodie and smell like him :( and its the first time they've rly shown u a lot of affection cause it hasn't been long since u moved in w ten </3 and when he comes back he just melts cause its the cutest sight hes ever seen 🥹
[ axe’s memo ! ] thats literally so cute :(( sorry it took soooo long but i hope u enjoy it!!! mwaahahah it was pleasure doing business w u btw>:)
to be honest i feel like ten would face time you daily to talk to you… and so you could show him his kids, thinking he’s slick but you can see the love shining in his eyes <\3 he gets all pouty when they purr and lean against you !!
they took some time to open up but thanks to the fact that you stayed with them all the time that he was gone, they got really close to you. and just the night when your boyfriend was to be back, you decided to put on one of his hoodies. just to miss him a little less, just to feel a bit of presence a little bit sooner.
and almost, as if in an instant, you heard a faint sound of small paws padding against the floor. you were laying on the bed, scrolling through twitter x, when suddenly he jumped on the mattress. you halted, unsure what to do. leon sniffled your… well, chittaphon’s… hoodie. he purred and rubbed his head against your neck, tickling your skin a bit with his soft fur.
you couldn’t resist but turn off your phone and scratch the feline’s head gently, meeting with a loud meow of satisfaction. you smiled softly and kept on petting the pet, it snuggling more into your neck.
before you realized, louis joined you two with a loud, attention seeking meow.
"come here, you’ll get pets too" you hummed and reached out your free hand to the other cat. louis started pawing at the hoodie and it made you realize why they all gathered here. it had ten’s scent and you were all missing him a bit too much.
after making dough for a minute or two, louis laid down in a curled position on your stomach.
"where’s levi?" you whispered to his brothers, fingers of your right hand still caressing leon’s tiny head. you started calling out to levi, hoping he’ll come too.
and he did. he was the most hesitant to join you. he circled around louis and then leon, sniffing them. then, he sniffed the hoodie and looked at you curiously as if to tell you that he won’t be so easily fooled as his brothers.
"c’mere, i know you like chin scratches" you smiled and only the moonlight reflected in his shiny, blue eyes.
carefully reaching out your left hand not to disturb your other companions, you reached his fluffy chin and scratched it gently. his head tilted forwards, almost inaudible purrs reaching your ears. you saw his eyes drop, head losing balance slowly.
levi suddenly stretched and changed his position, deciding to lay down next to your head. his breath gently tickled your face and you continued to scratch him, lulling him to sleep.
in the end, you fell asleep too. your plan was to stay up and wait for ten but the cats’ warmth was just too comforting not to close your eyes and drift to sleep. or so you thought.
because, maybe your body reacted to it ot you were just a light sleeper, you were woken up by a teasful:
"can’t believe they didn’t leave any space for me"
your eye crooked open and you saw the faint silhouette of chittaphon leaning against the doorframe.
"nooo, you’ll squeeze in" you whined sleepily and were met with a quiet chuckle. then he walked up and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead, carefully putting levi a bit away. he did manage to squeeze in, cupping your face.
"sorry i woke you up" he sighed and felt his heart melt upon the sight and the feeling; the feeling of the five of you sleeping all together... it felt like home.
synopsis: after a rough day, you find yourself in ten’s art studio.
wc: 1k
genre: best friends au„ comforting mood„ one shot„ fluff!
You push open the door to the art studio, the soft chime of the bell above barely cutting through the heavy weight in your chest. It’s been a long day, and every step you take feels like dragging a rock uphill. But you’re here, in Ten’s studio, because somehow, it always feels a little lighter here.
“Y/n?” Ten’s voice rings out, soft but steady, like the kind of warmth you didn’t know you needed. He steps out from behind a canvas, wiping his hands on an old rag. His hair is slightly messy, and there’s a streak of blue paint on his cheek. Rough day?”
You nod, not trusting yourself to speak. Ten doesn’t ask questions. He just tilts his head toward a stool by the window. “Come sit.”
You sink onto the stool, watching as Ten pulls out a blank canvas and sets it on an easel in front of you. “I’ve got an idea,” he says, his tone light. “How about we paint?”
“I don’t know how to paint,” you mumble.
Ten’s lips curve into a small smile. “You don’t need to. Just trust me.”
He places a palette in front of you, squeezing blobs of paint onto it—red, blue, yellow, green, and a swirl of other colors. “This,” he says, handing you a brush, “isn’t about painting something perfect. It’s about painting how you feel.”
You blink at him, unsure. “How I feel?”
“Yeah,” Ten says, crouching next to you. “Close your eyes for a second. Think about your day. All the stuff that’s weighing you down. What color does it feel like?”
You hesitate, but then you close your eyes. The frustration feels red, like fire burning inside you. The sadness feels blue, like a stormy sky. And there’s a little bit of green—hope, faint but still there.
“Red,” you whisper. “Blue. Maybe green.”
Ten’s smile widens, but he doesn’t say anything. He just gestures toward the canvas. “Then start with that.”
You dip your brush into the red paint, your strokes hesitant at first. But as you move the brush across the canvas, something shifts. The angry red streaks feel like releasing a scream you’ve been holding in all day. Then comes the blue, swirling and crashing like waves. When you finally add the green, it feels softer, like a small light breaking through the storm.
Ten watches silently, occasionally giving you a nod or a quiet “keep going.” When you finally put the brush down, the canvas is a chaotic mess of colors, but it’s yours. It feels like you poured every emotion out onto it.
“How do you feel?” Ten asks, his voice gentle.
You stare at the painting, then at him. “Lighter.”
Ten smiles, and there’s pride in his eyes. “That’s the magic of art. It helps you let go.”
For the first time all day, you smile back. It’s small, but it’s real. “Thanks, Ten.”
He nudges you playfully. “Anytime, Y/n. Now, let’s add some glitter to that green, yeah?”
Ten walks over to a shelf, rummaging through jars of glitter in every color imaginable. He returns with a small container of green glitter and places it on the table beside you. “Glitter makes everything better,” he says, a teasing lilt in his voice.
You chuckle softly, your earlier heaviness feeling distant now. “Do you just keep glitter for emergencies like this?”
“Of course.” He grins, leaning closer. “Art is serious business, Y/n.”
You laugh again, the sound surprising even yourself. “Okay, what do I do?”
Ten pops open the jar and hands you a small brush. “First, a little glue. Just where you think the green needs to shine more. Then, sprinkle the glitter like you’re spreading magic.”
You dip the brush into the glue, carefully dabbing it onto the streaks of green in your painting. It feels strangely calming, each stroke like piecing yourself back together. Ten watches, his chin resting on his hand as he perches on the stool beside you.
When you’re done, you hold the glitter jar nervously. “What if I mess it up?”
“You can’t mess up glitter” Ten says “Just go for it.”
You shake the jar gently, the tiny flecks of green cascading over your painting like stars in the night sky. Ten leans forward, studying your work with an approving nod. “Perfect.”
“Really?” You tilt your head, still unsure. The canvas isn’t what you’d call beautiful, but it’s something more than that. It’s yours.
Ten stands and places a hand on your shoulder, his touch light but reassuring. “Art isn’t about being perfect, Y/N. It’s about showing what’s inside you. And this? This is real.”
You glance at the painting again, and for the first time, you feel proud of it. “I never thought I’d be able to paint something like this.”
Ten smirks. “See what happens when you let me work my magic?”
You roll your eyes, but there’s warmth in your chest now. “Thanks for this, Ten. I mean it.”
He shrugs, but his eyes soften. “You don’t have to thank me. Just promise you’ll come back when you need to let it out again.”
“I will,” you say, meaning it.
Ten grabs a cloth and wipes his hands, glancing at the clock on the wall. “Alright, I’m starving. Let’s clean up and grab something to eat.”
“Wait, you’re trusting me to clean in your studio?” you tease, raising an eyebrow.
He gasps dramatically, clutching his chest. “Wow, the audacity! After I just poured my heart into teaching you?”
You laugh again, your shoulders finally feeling light. “Fine, fine. Lead the way, oh wise glitter master.”
As the two of you clean up the brushes and glitter, you realize how much lighter you feel—not just because of the painting, but because of Ten. His presence is like a steady light, guiding you out of the storm.
When you leave the studio together, the world feels a little brighter, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you’re ready to face it again.
You shut the door behind you quickly, leaning your back against it and closing your eyes in relief. You took a deep breath and stayed there for a moment, trying to ground yourself. The plastic red cup in your hand was still full. You bolted from the kitchen so quickly that you weren't even sure what was in it. You sighed and opened your eyes slowly, lifting the cup to your lips. You arm stopped midair when you locked eyes with someone else in the room.
Your eyes grew wide, not realizing you were being watched the whole time. "Oh-- Sorry. I didn't know anyone else was in here. I'll get going." You turned to leave, bracing yourself to join the party again.
"No, stay. You're good," he said, an amused smile on his face. "Besides, it looks like that's the last thing you want to do right now."
You smiled sadly. "Is it that obvious?"
"Who are you hiding from?" he asked, tucking a strand of blond hair behind his ear.
You joined him on the balcony. The music sounded muffled as you walked further away from the door. "My ex." You swallowed, feeling embarrassed of your sudden fight-or-flight response to seeing them.
"Bad breakup?"
"Not really. I'm still in that awkward phase of not knowing how to make small talk with someone you thought would be around forever, I guess." You sighed and leaned forward on the railing. "So I ran. I'm not proud of it," you said with a chuckle.
He hummed in understanding and looked up at the night sky. You couldn't help but notice his beautiful profile. "Are you hiding from something too?" you asked.
He shook his head and smiled. "Just needed a minute alone." He saw your eyes dart towards the door and guessed you were thinking about leaving again. "And no, I was not hinting that you should leave," he chuckled. "You would make a terrible poker player."
You laughed. "I know. I'm far too easy to read."
"I like that." His smile was warm. You blushed and he smiled even wider.
You sipped your drink and looked up at the stars. You knew you had to leave the room sometime, but there was something both comforting and charming about this stranger that made you want to stay. You turned to look at him again. He had beautiful tattoos adorning his arm. You wanted to trace them with your fingers while he told you the inspiration behind each one.
"Do you have any?" he asked, breaking the spell you were under. You blushed in embarrassment, not realizing you had been staring at him. He chuckled again. It was a pretty sound.
"No, but yours are gorgeous."
"Thank you. I designed them myself." He beamed with pride.
"Wow! You're very talented." You let your eyes linger on them for an extra second taking in this new information.
"I can tell you mean that," he said with a smile.
"You make me feel a lot better about wearing my heart on my sleeve," you said with a chuckle.
"I think it's something to be proud of. What's the point of anything if we're not being our most authentic selves?"
"True." You nodded in agreement. "You're very easy to talk to."
"So are you." He smiled warmly.
You locked eyes again. He was glowing in the moonlight. It felt like time had slowed down and it was just you two in the world. You didn't even know his name, but his presence was captivating. His phone lit up with a message and the spell was broken. You swallowed and forced yourself to turn your attention to the sky again.
He looked at you apologetically after reading the message. "I've got to go."
"Thanks for keeping me company." You smiled sadly, knowing you may never see him again. You felt yourself missing his warmth already.
"I'd love to do it again sometime if you need a hiding partner." He held out his phone for you to put in your number and chuckled as he watched your face perk up with excitement.
You laughed in embarrassment at your obvious reaction. "Here you go," you said, handing his phone back.
He typed out a quick message to you before leaving with his dazzling smile. "I'm Ten, by the way. It was nice to meet you."
