summary: you unreasonably find yourself at another hockey game, it is not about your boyfriend. consequently, this irrational behavior of you leads to something you never foresee.
warnings: cheating, unprotected sex (be safe!), oral sex, fingering, mutual masterbation, dirty talk, humiliation, degradation, slut shaming.
words count: 2k5
mark lee is vicious.
that’s why you always avoid him in the first place.
but it has nothing to do with the situation you’re facing right now. and you’re thinking about him in a bad day and in the middle of a crowded grandstand. practically, you’re not only thinking about him. you’re at his game and watching him for unknown reasons.
eight hours ago you were a normal human being going shopping for groceries. now you’re a potential maniac. why’s that? because you saw your boyfriend in the mall, with another girl. you try not to overanalyze it, coincidence happens all the time.
eight hours ago you were a normal human being going shopping for groceries. now you’re a potential maniac. why’s that? because you saw your boyfriend in the mall, with another girl. you try not to overanalyze it, coincidence happens all the time.
eight hours ago you were a normal human being going shopping for groceries. now you’re a potential maniac. why’s that? because you saw your boyfriend in the mall, with another girl. you try not to overanalyze it, coincidence happens all the time.
anyhow that time he caught you and mark lee talking— he was hella mad although it’s nothing serious. you did not let it bother you too much though, maybe he’s just upset about the game.
your thought was interrupted when you hear someone tsks behind you. you don’t have to look to know who it is, you can recognize them from the intoxicating scent stabbing your nostrils.
“is there a thunderstorm today that ms y/l/n decided to watch my game?”
mark approaches you from behind, the closer he gets, the harder your heart pounds. eventually he’s only few inches away from you that you can feel the coldness of his jersey on your back. he lowers his head until it’s at the height of your ear. “my baby miss me huh?” he coos and you shiver.
subsequently, he steps forward and lock your sight completely with his frame. you make a step backward, unwillingly, but you don’t want to look easy. especially to someone like mark.
“do you know how much i miss you?”
“do you know how to talk to people without inspiring their gag reflex?” you respond, mimicking his tone and cocking your head.
mark chuckles darkly as your infuriating statement. he likes you when you bite back. he wants you to bite back.
“i would rather you gagging on something else.” he leans in to whisper into your ear, sending a chill down your spine. the unmistakable signature scent of him makes the air thin, your breath hardened. musky, earthy, spicy— and cold like ice.
“please move, i have to go.” you scowl and attempt to walk pass mark but he decisively steps forward causing you to back off. he doesn’t stop until your back press against the wall.
“you never find me unless—“ he pauses and you feel his cold hand cup your cheek. you inch your face away from the touch, there’s something bubbling in your belly. butterfly. “you need my help with something.”
you swallow in attempt to put the butterflies in their cage again. “like what?” you don’t know why you even ask that. you never have an intention to ask for his help.
his lips curl into a coy smirk, his eyes glitter with mischief as they stare straight into your soul. “relieve your frustration.”
again you make a decision that you can’t quite understand. you let mark take you to his house. you don’t know what he has in storage or what you’re going to deal with but your blood is heating with excitement and eagerness.
in two seconds flat, mark locks the door and pin you up against the wall. you gasp in surprise and before you could comprehend what’s happening, he leans in, his lips slightly brush against yours.
“ask me and i will kiss you,” he breathes into your mouth, “or i can take you home now.”
you don’t even reckon for a split second as your mouth speaks on behalf of the tingle between your legs. “kiss me.”
he kisses you. immediately. his fucking kisses melt you to your core. they were ‘press you up against the wall, i want to crawl inside of your skin and devour your soul’ kisses. his touch is like warm honey, his breath fresh with mint. his body is hard and defined, and you scratch lines down his back, pressing your chest against his harder. his other hand moves deliberately down your back, and when he reaches your hips, he pulls you in a little closer.
“i’ve wanted to do this for way too long,” he says.
you make out in the near-dark like teens in a closet. your heart raced. excitement, anticipation, sheer disbelief. the kiss doesn’t stop while he leads you to his room, taking your clothes off on the way.
“fuck me,” you pants. but mark just grins and cups one breast in each hand, pinching your nipples. you whimper as the rush of pain is followed by a wave of pleasure. you audibly gasp as he pops the button and zipper of your jeans, feeling the rough material rubbing up against your pussy. pushing you away from the wall and onto the bed, you become a tangled web of limbs, lips, throats, thirst. your heart and clit both throb to the same rhythm.
“come and gag on my cock baby.” mark pushes himself up and sits on the bed with his back leans on the headboard. you position yourself on your palms and knees, your face is merely inches from his erection. gulping the salvia in your mouth, you pulled off his pants and his boxer following after. the sight of his semi-hard cock springs out and slaps on your nose makes you gasp.
“wrap your lips around my cock and suck it.” he commands, his hands gather your hair up so that he can see your face clearly.
you cover it with your mouth and begin to suck, taking all of him in, surprising yourself as you do. you move your head up and down in faster-than-ever motions and never want to stop.
mark cries out with powerful pleasure and grabbed your hair, steadying your pace. “does your boyfriend know you’re sucking my cock like a slut?” he taunts with one hand slaps slightly on your cheek. you moan in response, the humiliation makes your core throbs.
you hold his cock tight with one hand and forced it up and down through the slick tunnel of your fingers, licking your tongue around the head, down the shaft and forcing it further into your mouth. you you feel his cock hit the back of your throat, your eyes began to water. you want him to fill you up in every wet, slippery orifice. foaming saliva builds at the corners of your mouth, the salty mixture of his pre-cum and your hot make out session seeping over your tongue, and you are in heaven. all you could think of is his pulsing hard cock inside of you.
“i want to cum in your pussy.”
grabbing your wrist, he pulls you back down onto the bed beside him. as he fumbled to take his clothes off, your breath caught in your chest and your fingers slowly venture down, under the black sheer fabric of your lace panties. you close your eyes and two fingers caress the lips of your slit as he clumsily tosses his clothes away. your hips lift involuntarily. your fingertips tease and taunt circles around your clit while a ragged breath escapes your lips. your skin feels like hot silk under your hand as you fondle and rub, fingers slipping slowly inside. the weight of your desire becomes an electric current running through your body. breath held and limbs quivering, you open your eyes and a gentle moan escapes. you hold eye contact. with a mischievous, half grin, mark stares down at you.
“get those panties off.” his voice is low but the tone firm.
you are being commanded, not asked. a wicked thrill runs through you, and you tremble. his eyes follow your movements as you inch the black lace thong slowly down your thighs. he moves closer and closes his eyes as he runs one hand up your leg, stopping just inside your thigh. you moan at the rough trace of his weathered hand against your skin. he grabs the sides of your panties and forces them down the rest of the way as you untangle your feet from them and watch him lift the lace to his nose.
“fuck yes,” he says, almost under his breath.
you press your thighs together tightly as your clit throbs.
“keep going.” mark strokes his cock, devouring the sight of your legs spread against the sheets. “spread them wider,” he orders.
your pulse hammers in your ears as you open your legs, spreading your thighs further apart. you rub yourself methodically, allowing your fingers to explore, slowly gliding in and out, before tracing upward again, coat in the evidence of how much you need him inside you. you smooth the silky wetness over your clit, onto your pussy lips.
“you’re so gorgeous fuck,” he breathes appreciatively as he watches you rub your clit in slow circles.
being like this for mark, legs open, pussy exposed and gleaming wet while he stands there, cock in hand, turns the naughty factor up to 110 and then some. he runs his hand over your calves, between your thighs and wound himself between your legs. he shoves his fingers in. your wetness is everywhere, and his exploration only spread it. as his fingers delves into you, his palm adeptly massages your engorged clit. with every plunge of his fingers, a loud moan escaped from deep within you.
“you want this don’t you? my hand inside you, pleasing your little cunt every time you watch me playing hockey.”
your hips thrusting into his hands, your hand comes to jerk him off with an intensity that caused him to shudder and moan, too.
“fuck, i need to be inside you now.”
mark withdraws his fingers, earning a pitiful whine from you. “please mark...”
then, suddenly, his cock slides deep inside, and you gasp, riding the waves of pleasure with each thrust. you can’t tell you whether or not he is circumcised, or what the grooming situation is, but damn - he is hitting you in all the right places. and that's really all that matters at the end of the day, right?
the head of his cock is so engorged with excitement, emphasizing a distinct ridge that rubs up inside you, already struggling not to climax too quickly. the throbbing intensifies as he gets a feel for you, and every time he thrusts, you feel him dig a little deeper, expand a little more as he grips both of your hips for stability.
then your phone, being abandoned somewhere on the mattress, rings out of the blue. mark groans in irritation and stretches his arm out to take the device. the corner of his mouth twists into a cocky smirk at the contact on the phone.
“it’s your boyfriend.” he shows the bright screen to you and your face plaster an appalled look as realization hits you. but the pleasure of mark’s cock hitting you nonstop forbids you from further thoughts.
“no, mark please...” you shake your head furiously, begging him.
mark chuckles, gripping your face with his other hand. “pick up or i’ll do it myself and let him hear how good i’m fucking you. or is it what you want? you want him to know how much of a slut you are for me?”
before you could say anything, he swipes on the screen with his thumb and turns on the speaker mode.
“y/n?”
“yes? what is it?” you nervously answer, your eyes still pleading mark but he doesn’t stop ramming into you. he only slowdowns the pace so that the skin slapping sound wouldn’t be heard.
“where are you? it’s nearly midnight.”
“i-i’m at oh-“ a moan escapes your mouth as mark purposely presses his thumb on your clit, his piercing thrust hits your spot every time. the fellow smirk on his face deepens at your lewd sound.
“what’s that? you’re good.”
you can hear the suspicion in your boyfriend’s voice and you cough, “i’m good, i just hit a table. uhm- i’ll sleep over at a friend’s house. don’t wait for me.”
“who-“
mark hangs up the call and throws your phone on the bed again. he picks up his pace catching you off guard. “what a filthy slut, talking with your boyfriend while letting another man fuck you.” he leans in to whisper in your ear, his hot breath fanning your skin, “does he fuck you this good?”
the pleasure is too much, your mind is completely oblivious about mark’s question and he’s clearly unhappy with it. “tell me, does he fuck you this good? hmm? can his cock fuck you dumb like mine?” he growls and you shake your head in response, unable to utter a coherent answer.
“good,” he kisses your jaw, “remember you’re my slut, my slut only.”
his thrusts become sloppy and you feel a knot tighten in your belly. “please let me cum mark...”
“cum, whore, cum on my cock.”
the pressures immediately relieves itself, your legs wrap around his hips as you reach your climax. mark draws circle on your clit to overstimulate you. it doesn’t take long until you feel his cum shoots hot inside you, panting your wall white. mark lazily rams into you a few times before pulling out.
“i’m not done yet,” he helps you sit up and kneel in front of you so that your face is facing his still hard cock, magically. “now clean it.”
your mouth finds his tip again and you lap and suck with abandon. licking his balls, gently sucking each one. then again, taking him fully into your mouth and down the back of your throat hole. the taste of his cum and your juice savoring your tongue.
“fuck if i know your mouth feels this good i’ve made you suck my dick sooner.”
he groans and grips your head in place, his hips spasms forward. you hollow your cheek, desperate for his cum to fill your mouth. mark chuckles at your greediness, pressing your face further until his tip reaches the back of your throat. he does that a few times and without warning, thick hot spurts of his cum hit your throat, some spilling out of your mouth.
he pulls out and collects the liquid with his thumb before shoving it into your mouth. “now do me a favor, tomorrow you’re gonna come home with a kiss him with this lips, this mouth. the lips that wrap around my dick and the mouth that drink my cum.”
Preview: “Here it is, high end hybrid shop in the heart of Gangnam. A couple of us should go check it out, get an idea of price and stuff.”
“I’ll go, I am the most well versed in hybrids. You idiots will end up picking the first one that flirts with you.” Renjun skims Jaemin’s phone, nodding to himself.
“Make sure you steer clear of bunnies. I’ve watched a few videos.. they’re hot but insatiable all the time. Heats are insane.”
Renjun waves him off, familiar with bunny hybrids sex drive. He knew better than to purchase one, at least he thought so.
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Pairing: 00’line x female bunny hybrid reader
Word Count: 6k+
Genre: hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut- and I really mean smut, series, tags added per part
a/n: don’t like it, don’t read bitch
“Look at this shit” Haechan groans holding up his phone. Bright screen displaying a huge headline with bolded letters.
NCT DREAM HAECHAN IDOL GIRLFRIEND REVEAL?
“I can’t fucking exists. Following another group on vlive constitutes as dating now. This is bullshit, I haven’t gotten laid in weeks. All of a sudden I have a girlfriend now?” Haechan pockets his phone. Forehead tapping against the window in frustration. “Sometimes I fucking hate it here.”
“It sucks I know.. don’t stress too much about it. Let SM deal with the backlash and internet trolls. We have too much going on right now. I haven’t fucked anyone in over two months.” Renjun adjusts on the window ledge near Haechan. Softly mumbling reassuring words to his friend.
“We’re all in a pussy drought then huh?” Jaemin speaks up, seated on the living room couch. Lowering the television volume, facing his friends. “You know.. I’ve been really into hybrid porn recently..”
“Not this again.” Renjun throws hands in the air, head shaking in disbelief. “Hybrids are not the sex objects society makes them out to be you know! They’re people like us!”
“Wait, hold on now.” Haechan turns around, hand lifting imploring Jaemin to continue. “You have my attention. Tell me more about this hybrid porn.”
Jaemin’s smile grows, standing up approaching the two. “It gets crazy dude.. they fuck like animals.”
He stops, pondering his choice of words. Brows furrowed together, fingers snapping- “I guess.. they are technically part animal..”
“Hybrids are part human! My family had a cat hybrid when I was younger. He was very helpful around the house!” Renjun pipes in. Considering himself a bit of a hybrid activist after years of living so close to one. “They’re just like us ok.”
“Last I checked, I don’t have a tail.” Haechan mutters, reaching behind his back. “Wish I did, they look so cute walking around swishing those things.”
“Tell a panther hybrid that their tail’s cute next time you come across one. I’m dying to know how cute you’ll think they look after.” Renjun’s eyes roll. Finding himself too heated whenever the topic of hybrids arises.
“Whatever, ignore him. He doesn’t understand there is a difference between domesticated house hybrids and..partner hybrids. They know their purpose is to..” Jaemin’s fingers lift motioning air quotes. “Assist their owners.. you know, sexual acts and mimic an intimate relationship.”
“Sexual acts?” Haechan’s interest returns, brow lifting. “and how do I get one of these things for myself?”
“Don’t call them things!!” Renjun slaps his shoulder. “You don’t! They’re very expensive. Especially the ones trained to be submissive and pleasing to their owners. The fee alone to purchase one is beyond your bank account. Plus you have to house them, feed them, provide everything for them! If you just want to get off, order a fucking flesh-light.”
“We could.. split the cost. All Jeno and I do is complain about how horny we are dude. His hands starting to look a little too good if you know what I mean.” Jaemin cringes. Recalling the nightly banter shared with his roommate. Jeno is the one who suggested they look up hybrid porn after practice one night. Sat across from each other jerking off as the images of a cat hybrid in heat played across the computer screen.
“Hell yea I know what you mean. Johnny’s always sneaking out, coming back home reeking like fresh pussy. Meanwhile, I’m on live trying to connect with my fans, getting my ass ripped in half over nothing.” Haechan scoffs, arms folding across his chest.
“If we split the cost four ways.. we could probably afford to maintain a hybrid..” Renjun whispers, chewing his lip. Interests piquing after thinking it over.
“Exactly. Hear me out.. a cat hybrid, I’m not opposed to a dog hybrid. Jeno had to have been one in a past life or something. If they’re as cute as him I’m down to own one.” Jaemin smiles giddily, goosebumps erupting over his arms. “Own one. That sounds so fucking hot already.”
“If we do this, we have to be responsible guys. Owning a hybrid is no joke.” Renjun’s tone grows serious. Hand on hips to emphasize his words.
“I got this email the other day. Probably a targeted ad because of my recent search history. Incognito browsing is so useless.” Jaemin whips out his phone, tapping open his inbox. “Here it is, high-end hybrid shop in the heart of Gangnam. A couple of us should go check it out, to get an idea of price and stuff.”
“I’ll go, I am the most well versed in hybrids. You idiots will end up picking the first one that flirts with you.” Renjun skims Jaemin’s phone, nodding to himself.
“Make sure you steer clear of bunnies though. I’ve watched a few videos.. they’re hot but insatiable all the time. Heats are insane.”
Renjun waves him off, familiar with bunny hybrid's sex drive. He knew better than to purchase one, at least he thought so.
“Sounds good to me. We get a hybrid, she can stay here with you guys. Sleep in my bed since I’m hardly ever here overnight.” Haechan adds, a smile appearing. “We all can get laid without getting caught. Boom, everyones happy.”
Renjun mutters under his breath scheduling a reminder in his calendar. Needing time to set up an appointment at the shop, a driver to pick them up. Notes added in to wear a hat, something that will cover his hair. A mask hiding half of his face would do the rest to conceal his identity. “That’s not how it works.”
“Man, wait until Jeno hears about this. He’s way too fucking horny lately, caught him fucking his pillow in his sleep the other night.” Jaemin tuts, mostly speaking to Haechan. Renjun returning to seat on the window ledge ignoring the repartee they fall into.
“Bet you loved that.” Haechan’s brows waggle, pinching both of Jaemin’s nipples. Easily found through his thin white t-shirt. The last thing Renjun hears before shouts and laughs explode throughout the room as they run in circles.
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“Fine, you can come. On your best behavior Jeno!” Renjun sighs, pulling on a coat. Ready to head out to the 10am appointment at the shop, simply titled: high-end luxury hybrids. Fair enough, based on the phone consultation and ball parked prices luxury was an understatement.
Jeno jumps up and down, excited like a puppy. Jaemin was right, there had to be some hybrid DNA circulating his cells somewhere in there. Renjun smiles, asking for a hand, smoothing his palm down the back of Jeno’s head- “good boy.”
“I’m so excited dude! Jaemin’s been showing me soo many kitten hybrid videos! It’s kind of weird…” Jeno mumbles, pulling on his mask. Stepping out to the hallway alongside Renjun. Lucky to have an elevator leading them straight to an underground garage where a car with tinted windows awaits them. “..cause it’s so hot…the way they prrr when they..”
“Enough!” Renjun groans settling in the backseat of the car. Jeno at his side, eyes shifting around like a scolded puppy. “You two need to chill on that hybrid porn. Porn is not reality okay? Once we commit to owning one, you have to get serious here. She’s going to need attention and love. Probably a lot of coddling, it’s…..kind of going to be like we’re dad’s after this.”
Jeno’s eyes widen like a deer caught in headlights. Internal monologue screaming- I’m not ready to be a father!….but he said dad…..like daddy? Train of thought completely lost to the image of a hybrid on all fours, tail wagging, licking up his calve. Whispering sweetly ‘daddy’.
“God Jeno, that is not what I meant.” Renjun reads the stupid look taking over his face. Interrupting the daytime fantasy. Car pulling out into the city allowing light to pass through windows.
“Whatever..” Jeno focuses his attention on the tall business buildings outside. Subtly adjusting his lower half, communicating to the brain beneath his dick to calm down. This was all Jaemin’s fault, unaware hybrids turned him on this much before.
The ride was mostly silent, Renjun tapping away at his phone. Adding to a list of things he was already planning to buy for whatever hybrid ended up coming home with them today. Determined to have a successful outcome. Smiling, adding cute outfits to a cart filled with accessories, stockings, frilly socks. Jeno tsks over his shoulder, head shaking.- “You’re acting more like we’re buying a doll than a hybrid.”
“Hybrids need special clothes, for their tails you know. Can’t just stuff them into our human bottoms. It’s not comfortable.” The boys step out of the car, tightening their jackets heading inside a building shining even from inside out. Marbled floors sparkle beneath their boots, refreshments available at a table set against the wall. Walking in felt like a dent in their wallet already.
“We have an appointment to meet your female hybrids.” A very sharped dressed male canine hybrid sat behind the counter taps his glasses down. Eyeing the two men in front of him, sliding a leather binder over with two pointed fingers.
“Fill this out.” Standing up, the hybrid slaps a thick booklet on Jeno’s chest. “Read through that, we have extensive rules. You don’t look like one to follow them.”
Jeno’s eyes shrink, glaring, mouth ready to go off. Renjun dragging him away, politely smiling. “We’ll make sure to read thoroughly! Thank you so much, sir.”
The two men seat at a fancy stone table, refined paintings of hybrids decorating the walls. Jeno mumbling about how he could’ve taken that stupid dog. Renjun immediately begins filling out contact information, medical history, income, occupations. Swiping through notes on his phone with all of this saved, well prepared after consulting with an employee yesterday. Jeno skims through the thick booklet, stopping at a section titled ‘Hybrid Heats/Ruts’.
‘Female hybrid heats cycle, vary from every month to every two. If you are choosing to establish sexual relations with your hybrid, be mindful that they need a lot of attention. Hybrid heats may be physically demanding, at times owners consider seeking assistance through other hybrids. For more information to set your hybrid up on heat suppressants set up an appointment with your hybrid primary care.’
Jeno’s eyes blink slowly- ‘physically demanding?…but there’s four of us..how bad can it get? Four dicks? One hole? We’ll be fine…’
“Alright Jeno” Renjun returns, schmoozing with the snooty canine hybrid as he typed in their given information. Learning he enjoyed Dream’s Reload comeback and was looking forward to their newest release. “We can head inside now. Make sure you keep your distance. Sometimes letting them sniff you first helps. You have cats… you know how they can be. Don’t…don’t” Renjun’s shoulders drop, snatching the booklet from his friend. “Don’t be yourself. Follow my lead.
The dog hybrid punches in a code, doors accessing them to a long hallway. Glass panel windows lined up and down both sides.
“On each door, you will find background information for all of our hybrid’s. Breed, age, origin, weight, health concerns, special care, new..used, how far they have been trained.” The hybrids eyes sparkle with amusement. “Price. If you have any questions, please make sure to take notes for the end of your tour to discuss with a consultant. I’ll leave you, gentlemen, to begin.”
Stepping away with a courteous nod, Renjun and Jeno head inside. A feline hybrid the first they see through the large glass window displaying the room nearest the entrance. She smiles at them, tail fluffing up excitedly with two handsome young men watching her.
Renjun waves, picking up the clipboard with information- “Twenty-six, returned by owner for running away constantly. Highly disobedient, conniving, requires special delivery meals to avoid gut pain.”
“I love her..” Jeno presses against the window. Nose print left on the glass, alluring feline eyes locked on his.
“She sounds like a hassle.. we can’t risk a hybrid that likes to run away in our line of work.. We need to be as inconspicuous as possible..” Renjun makes a note on his phone, Jeno liked her- but this was only the beginning. He’d end up liking every single one it seemed.
An hour of reading and watching, even entering a few rooms later had Jeno pouting. “Man, that tiger hybrid was so mean! Fucking bitch clawed me.”
“You touched her tail without permission. You deserved that lashing, be grateful you were close enough to the door to run for it before she could gouge one of your eyes.” Renjun scoffs. Slowing as they approach the next room. Jeno covering the small cut on his arm, overdramatic for such a minute reason.
“Oh… she’s a bunny..” Renjun’s eyes gloss over. There you sat on a white rug mixing with your fur. Enthralled in a small television screen airing the anime Beastars.
“Oh my God, she’s watching that bunny with boobs go down on Legosi..” Jeno lights up, peering inside. “She’s so cute! She looks so soft.”
“…but..a bunny hybrid..” his friend sighs, pulling the clipboard from your door. ‘Twenty-one, returned by owner for constant denial of sexual intercourse. Bunny has not experienced first heat yet, late bloomer. Suffers from anxiety, highly unsociable. Health is in great shape, the stamina of a pure hybrid bunny.’ Renjun’s eyes widen the more he reads, mumbling lowly. “She’s a return…holy shit she’s fucking expensive.”
“Fuck, does that mean she’s a virgin?! Dude, let’s go inside! I need to see her up close, look at that ass!” Jeno bounces, ready to shove the door open. Renjun pushing him away with a bit of force.
“We need to be careful alright? She’s not good with people. Let me go in first, don’t try to touch her.” Emphasizing his words with pokes into Jeno’s chest. Renjun turns the door handle slowly, your ears lifting. Large animated eyes peering over landing on his. The first glance at the two unfamiliar men has you backing away to the corner of your room. A room mostly sparse, spare a few personal items. Unable to provide for yourself, owned by the hybrid store.
Renjun see’s your eyes flash red hues between the iris. Evident fear and stress spiking when the two of them step foot in your room. His hands lift up, showing you a soft gentle gaze and smile. Cheeks lifting charmingly, lips pursing together to not bare teeth. Noting in the back of his mind many hybrid’s still consider a display of teeth as a threat.
“Hello….we are touring this facility today. Is it okay with you if we come in?” One of his hands reaches back to the man with a full smile behind him. Small aligned teeth showed off, leading to eyes disappearing behind folds of skin. It was..cute really, excitement wafting from his energy. Pressing your knees closer to your chest with arms circled around your calves, you slowly nod. Reddening eyes the only part left visible on your face.
Renjun releases a breath, taking timid steps forward. Eyeing around, a small bed with enough space for one against the wall, a white furry rug, TV on a miniature table. Some items of clothes hung on another wall. Considering the least disrespectful options, he moves down on his knees. Sitting cross legged near the rug you were on before. Tugging Jeno down to do the same next to him. Hopeful you will feel less like prey if they bring themselves down to your level.
“Hey, bunny…I’m Renjun..” with an embarrassing voice crack, his throat clears. Surprising himself with how much he wants to impress you. What was that Jaemin said about bunny hybrids again…? “This is Jeno, we’re here looking for a domesticated hybrid to..take home.”
“Oh man, she’s soo cute. She looks like that one emoji with the eyes.” Jeno pipes in, squirming near Renjun. Fingers itching to reach out and touch you, the sting from the claw mark left behind on his forearm pulsating lightly reminding him exactly why he’s not allowed to do that. Too many depraved thoughts from the muscle between his legs taking over. Renjun waves a hand to quiet him, reaching his other in your direction. He knew his idiot members would end up going home with the first hybrid to wink at one of them.
“Can I come closer to you bunny?” His questions innocent enough, wrist turned over allowing you access to a prominent scent gland. He was doing everything correctly. Didn’t barge in, presented himself more as prey than a hunter. The highly primal energy next to him the complete opposite, sliding by only on a charming smile that reaches deep into his eyes. Both of them seemed harmless enough, not able to compare to much. Your last owner sending his assistant to purchase you, the first introduction only in his bed. The memory still haunts you, heightening skepticism whenever shoppers come through.
Taking your time to shift onto your knees, you approach his held out wrist. Eyes shut, the aroma from the man’s scent gland filling your senses. A calm coat of warmth covering you with each inhale. Nose mindlessly brushing over the soft skin, causing noisy gulps from both men across from you. Ashamed of how much time you’ve allowed yourself to digest this man, your chin ducks in. Sitting yourself cross legged, eyes lifting to meet his glazed over ones. The other at his side holds his hand out eagerly, earning a smack to his palm from the former.
“Don’t worry about Jeno bunny.. he’s naive when it comes to hybrid’s still.” Renjun explains. Right.. Renjun, a sweet name to match a nice? man. “..but we’d love to learn more about you.”
The two share a look of concern. Right, don’t fucking bring home a bunny hybrid… but.. silently they agree, Jaemin and Haechan were going to be obsessed with you.
“We live with a few other guys..” Jeno hesitates to speak, eyes darting to a poster for one of the only popular hybrid girl groups that's ever existed. “You like kpop possibly? We..”
He points to himself and Renjun before continuing- “We’re in a group! We have been since we were kids. We don’t get much free time.. it would be really.. cool to have you around the dorm. Jaemin and Haechan are just like us!”
Renjun’s brows lift surprised, aware Jeno’s doing his best to impress as well. Mentally scoffing- he’s nothing near as terrible as the rest of them. “Does that sound..what do you think about that bunny? We’re all about the same age give or take some months. Our schedules are crazy, we decided all together owning a hybrid would be beneficial for all of us. I promise we’ll do our best to take care of you.”
Jeno’s head bobs in agreement, a shining smile returning. Hope sparkling in his delighted stare. Both of their bodies responding in different ways. Renjun preparing for his heart to take a left hook if you don’t accept. Not that you had a choice in a place like this. Money was the only rule. Choosing to ignore the ‘no bunny rule’ was one thing, purchasing a hybrid with zero connection another. Jeno subtly taking you in, cock beating against his thigh. If hybrid’s had crazy stamina…a bunny hybrid had to be on another level. Endless possibilities and your first heat hadn’t even hit yet.
Shyly nodding, you whisper ‘okay’, too shocked they even asked. Reassuring words convincing enough for you, a chance to leave the hybrid shop again..and this time hopefully never return.
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“She’s one of our most expensive hybrid’s. $1.5 million on the market, a return at that. Bunny hybrid huh..” the owner smiles, setting up the payment. Going through your history, breaking down the reasons behind your high cost. One big reason, the only actual explantation. “You boys are young I suppose. I recommend looking into those heat suppressants. She’s a late bloomer, I imagine once the fever kicks in she’ll be absolutely ferocious.”
Jeno nearly drools, patting the back of his hand against his bottom lip. Renjun tapping away at the group chat exploding with angry messages.
Jaemin: WE AGREED TO NO MORE THAN ONE MILLION! AND NO FUCKING BUNNIES! You shitheads.
Haechan: Send a fucking pic! Come on dude, she better be top notch pussy for that much.
Renjun: She’s a virgin.
Jaemin: Say no more. Sounds great. Can’t wait to meet her.
Haechan: Aren’t bunnies super horny?? She’s a horny virgin??? Send a pic!!
Jeno: *attaches photo*
Haechan: holy fucking shit
Jaemin: Oh she’s worth double that.
Renjun shuts his phone, signing the dotted line. A handshake finalizing the purchase. They’d be taking you home today, his cheeks ached from smiling so hard. Clasping a high-five with Jeno, the front desk hybrid from earlier leading them back to your room. You folded over on a medium size suitcase, butt wiggling struggling to zip up all of your belongings. The two men inhale simultaneously, a pair of hands slapping on their shoulders.
“You idols are crazy getting yourself a bunny. We’ll have the rest of her stuff delivered later.” With a cocky laugh, the dog hybrid waves them off. Leaving you with your new owners, Renjun snapping fingers at Jeno to grab your luggage with pieces of fabric bulged out.
Note to self: teach bunny how to pack properly.
“The car should be waiting for us.” His hand extends out for you. Jeno groaning rolling your heavy bag out of the room. With one last look around the same walls you’d grown accustomed to, you lay your palm ontop of his. Inviting hold embracing you, something about it felt right..
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The car ride home was easy, opting to sit at Renjun’s side. Holding yourself back until Jeno moved in further, not quite ready to get too close to him yet. His presence seemed harmless, a predator lingered behind his eyes no less. Renjun played with your hair, softly stroking strands behind your ears. Whipping out his phone to show you music videos of this kpop group they were in. Their talent impressing you into amazement. How did you end up heading home with such good looking successful young owners? Had your wishes finally decided to come true? Were the days of biting old rich married CEOs looking for a hole to fuck because their wives won’t put out anymore finally over?
Jeno sat frustrated, arms tightly squeezed over his chest. Scary muscles bursting out from under the sleeves of his shirt. Renjun seemed soft, nurturing, interested in you. Jeno seemed hard, rough, interested in something you have between your thighs. With two more new owners left to meet, it was hard to jump straight into his arms. The dynamic could go very wrong, while attachment to Renjun grew faster. Hybrid’s typically only had one owner, latching on to them only. The loyalty of a hybrid could be hindering, unable to hate your owner even if they were a piece of shit.
“We’re here” Renjun smiles. Opening the car door for you, leading you to an elevator. Jeno releasing sounds of annoyance behind you both, wheels rolling along with him loudly. Arm extended dragging your bag into the lift. “We get a lot of..curious fans, you could describe them as. It’s safest for us to stay in a building with twenty-four-hour security for the sake of our privacy. It’s very safe here.”
The dorm astonishes you, expecting something similar to one of the many ridiculous mansions your previous owner would show off. Often leaving you alone with maids and butlers for days on end while he traveled around for work. Reluctant to bring you anywhere after countless failed attempts at getting laid. The dorm was small, too small for how many men actually lived here. Main room past the entrance very simple, it felt homey. Something you resonated with, familiar and comforting. Renjun assisted you in removing your coat, hanging it up near his.
“Ah, I’ll be right back..” he dances in place, shy smirk bopping his head in the direction of the bathroom. “Nature calls.”
Without much thought other than release! He scurries off into a door down the hall. Your hand drags across a wall moving into the living room. Photos of the men as young boys in frames, their friendship clearly strong. Nothing you could relate to, real relationships lost to you. Most of your life spent alone, the only friends you barely had being hybrid doctors prodding at you.
“You like it?” Jeno’s voice startles you. Spinning too fast on your toes losing your balance. His arms scoop around your waist swiftly, eyes widened. Sleeves rolled up, strong bare forearms cover your back. “I’m sorry! I thought you knew I was still here.”
Your hands grip his biceps, fingers curiously squeezing. Hard muscles jump under your palms, thick neck in front of your face serving as temptation. Jeno was.. dangerous, stirring up a new commotion in your stomach. An unfamiliar feeling boiling at the bottom of your gut, settling warmth between your thighs. Large hands drape your sides, his fingers digging into you curiously as well.
Your touches an innocent intrigue, Jeno’s one full of degenerate thoughts. Looking up, a shiver runs down your spine connecting eyes with him. Hungry gaze telling you everything he wants without words.
Jeno’s broad frame moves closer, yours stepping back with every step he takes in. Back meeting the corner of a wall, his arms lifted trapping you in place. Cowering deeper in, Jeno’s breath tickles at your chin. Lips less than an inch away from yours, fear overpowering the sense of excitement coursing through your chest. The mixture of fear and exhilarated hot sparks surging up and down all too much. Your hand lifts, tips of fingers skirting over his mouth. Teeth clenched, shoving off the wall with force pushing Jeno away.
“No!” Panic sets in, triggering memories of times when you had to kick and scream, fight off, refusing to let your previous owner come near you. It wasn’t Jeno’s fault, not really. The scent excreting from your glands new for you, spinning fearful anxious ideas in your head. Heart beating in places it never had before..
“Jeno!” Renjun charges in, hands gripping onto the larger. “What did you do to her!”
“I didn’t do anything!” Jeno whimpers, he actually whimpers. Hunching in, stepping away apologetically. His mouth opening and closing at a loss for words. A storm cloud of guilt for.. what he’s not quite sure of yet filling his head. Renjun slowly approaches you, hands featherlight on your shoulders. Brows twisted showing concern, worry.
“It’s okay bunny…he didn’t mean to scare you baby.” Renjun’s soft tone drapes over you like a blanket of calm. Shooting Jeno a glare over his shoulder when your face buries in his chest. The other quietly nodding, backing away further down the hall to his room. Feet stumbling over each other, first day owning a hybrid- already fucking up. Typical, Jeno groans sinking face first into his bed. Renjun was right, he needed to take this serious. They all did.
“Shhh shhh, I got you..” Renjun soothes hands up and down your trembling figure. Pulling you into his lap, tightly pressed together. Repeating to himself to focus on how your breathing slows down and not how hot your center was getting his stomach. “Nothing to he scared of, I’ll never let anything happen to you bunny. Jeno won’t either okay? He has to learn is all. This is new for us.. do you forgive him?”
“…yes..” your voice breaks, face rubbed raw ruining Renjun’s shirt. The time on his watch a reminder that Jaemin would be home soon, Haechan popping in too. Both jumping with joy to meet their luxury purchase. It didn’t feel right, four owners..was a lot to experience in one day. Two was enough clearly, making the executive decision- Renjun stands you up straight.
“How about a nice bubble bath and a nap? Then I’ll order you something to eat. Does that sound good baby?” His welcoming smile returns. Soft hands massaging over your arms until your racing heart steadies at a normal pace.
“I would.. really like that..” timidly whispering, wrapped up in Renjun’s arms he leads you toward a room down the hall, his room.
Drawing you a bath seemed easy enough, adding lavender essential oils to help relax you further. Renjun didn’t consider you’d ask him to stay in the bathroom with you. Great will power or not, watching you strip down to nothing and toe at the hot bubbly water wasn’t something he was strong enough to resist. Shoving his lower half against the tub when you begged a little too cutely for him to scrub your back. No way in hell could Jaemin and Haechan get near you today. Slow and steady would be best, ease you into this new lifestyle.
Watching you snuggle up in his bed was excruciating. Dick thrumming against his thigh, gnawing at his bottom lip when your eyes shut. Relaxed face burying in his pillow inhaling, subtly marking your scent to mix in with your new owners.. one of them.
“I’ll be right back..” his hand stayed mid-air, fingers aching to fluff your tail. Nose scrunching, dipping out of his bedroom. Jaemin and Haechan sit up on the couch when Renjun enters the living room.
“Dude, where’s my bunny?!” Haechan shrieks, arms flailing. Jaemin agreeing, tapping at his wrist watch.
“Asleep.” Hands raise, a knowing look to lower their voices. The two on the couch ready to yell about how much money they’ve spent. “Today was a lot for her, blame Jeno.”
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“Two fucking weeks man. Two weeks and all I have is a $100,000 dent in my pocket and a calloused fucking hand.” Haechan whines, palm on display in Jaemin’s face. The other man slapping him away in disgusts.
“Dude you’re fucking nasty. How are you seriously raging horny all the damn time? Maybe you’re the bunny hybrid.” Jaemin glowers, sneaking a peek at your body twisting on the couch.
Haechan sighs dreamily- “I fucking wish man.”
Beaming with hands arms folded up by his chest, he does a spin. Butt wiggling in Jaemin’s face, pausing as he shifts to move down to his knee’s.
“Don’t bunnies walk on all fours?” Haechan’s head tilts to the side watching your fluffed tail wiggle around. Teeth gnawing his lip the longer you struggle reaching for the remote on the floor. Ass up in the air as you hang halfway off the armrest, shorts bunching up between your thighs.
“She’s a hybrid, you idiot. They’re part human, that’s why she walks like us.” Jaemin digs his elbow into Haechan’s side. Sighing loudly when you finally manage to flick the remote close enough to pick up. Sugary pop music entering his ears as you change the channel. “So cute how her nose twitches like that when she’s happy..”
“Someone sounds sprung already.” Haechan responds showing off a knowing grin.
“Maybe if Renjun would let me touch her already..” Jaemin groans deep in his throat. Adjusting his length with no discretion, you didn’t really understand what he was doing anyway.
“Fuck his rules dude… it’s been over two weeks. She likes us enough already. What’s the point of owning an expensive hybrid if we can’t have fun with her? I thought you said bunnies have a high sex drive?” Haechan’s teeth click irritated. Growing tired of watching you strut around in the cutest skimpiest outfits. Catching himself half asleep in the shower after dance practice mindlessly tugging at his cock. Images of your flustered face repeating in his mind. The way you pull away trying to hide when he gives you goodnight hugs, tickling the white fluff on your backside. Haechan always makes it a point to give you a timely kiss on the forehead. Lips dragging up to your fluffy ear whispering goodnight.
“They do… and she does. Renjun likes to think I haven’t seen him charging for the bathroom at 7 in the morning trying to hide his dick. I know what he’s doing in the shower for over an hour. I read in the owner manual that bunnies tend to dream about sex. Maybe she talks in her sleep or moans. I’ve been bugging him about it but he says it’s none of my business.” Jaemin agrees, rolling his eyes. It’s becoming frustrating, you somehow always barge into the bathroom when he’s showering. Smiling at him through clouded glass like it’s not a big deal. Squeezing out toothpaste, leaning against the sink with white foamy thick liquid smearing your lips. Taking your sweet time, as if you’re counting and making sure every tooth gets brushed. The image stirring too many thoughts in his mind, subconscious screaming at him to bend you over.
“It’s all Jeno’s fault. He freaked her out when he tried to kiss her that first day.” Haechan scoffs. Fingers on his hips burying into the fabric of his jeans. Renjun of course made it a big deal, scolding Jeno until he ran to his room. Tail tucked between his legs- metaphorically.
“Ah, don’t be so mean. You know Jeno can’t control himself around cute things. He still sleeps with a plushie. Besides he’s backed off and given her space ever since he felt really bad!” Jaemin implores. Glancing back to you now spread out on the couch, catching him off guard. Your shirt riding up high as you stretch out, toes pointed endearingly. Mounds of your breasts becoming more visible atop your ribs the longer you yawn, reaching out far above your head. “You’re just lucky you only have to suffer through this when you come over. She leaves that damn strawberry body wash scent everywhere. Says it’s too hot in the dorms compared to that cement building they had her at before. Hates wearing the dresses Renjun keeps buying her. Most of the time she’s walking around bare ass in my old t-shirts…. You have no clue how hard it’s been. Literally.” Jaemin finishes with a serious look at Haechan. It being his cock screaming against his stomach most days where he traps it with the waistband of his sweats. One of the rules Renjun reminds them of daily- ‘don’t scare the bunny with your boner.’
“I haven’t gotten laid in weeks with all the crazy schedules we’ve been having..” Haechan’s mouth moves side to side contemplating. Watching you all too adorably follow along with the choreography of whatever Twice song was blasting from the tv. “Renjun’s.. busy today anyway isn’t he? Said something about going out with Yangyang.. this is our chance dude. She’s here.. I’m here.. unfortunately you’re here too. Not really how I imagined it initially but..”
“We can’t fuck her. You’re stupid.” Jaemin crosses his arms, standing up straight for added intimidation effect. “Did you even read the manual?”
“No, but oh my god, I watched this hybrid hentai the other night. They were bunny and kitten hybrids dressed up in maid costumes. Fuck it was sooo!!..” Haechan grunts, biting the knuckles along his curled up fist.
Jaemin’s face twists up in disgusts. Hand instinctively reaching out, slapping Haechan out of his cartoon fantasy. “Hentai isn’t going to teach you shit about taking care of a real hybrid. Read the damn manual. God no wonder Renjun laid down rules. She’d probably hate us by now if not for him.”
“Jaemin, she’s not going to even want us to touch her if we don’t start doing something soon. She’ll think we just bought her like some type of house pet.” Jaemin’s eyes stay rolled up. Staring at the popcorn ceiling above. Haechan had a point, the more domesticated this relationship between hybrid and owner became, the less chance for any sexual one. Thinking it over for a minute, partially with his dick, Jaemin relaxes. Shoulders shrugging in agreement.
“You have a point there… so what should we do?”
Haechan’s mischievous eyes glint. How he manages to wrap everyone around his finger every time amazing even to himself. “It’s time our bunny learns about the birds and the bees. Well, in this case.. let’s show her how to jerk us off.”
“Haechan!” Jaemin’s mouth gapes in shock. Dragged by his elbow to the couch where you lay all too innocently lewd. The visual alone making Haechan’s dick twitch hungrily.
“Hey bunny..” he crouches, eye level to you. Sweet smile hiding the true reason behind his warm greeting. Your face heats up, Haechan leaning all too close in. Always awakening something deep in your gut. Making you tingle uneasily, similar to when Jeno had you cornered. Your lips tighten instead of responding. Jaemin moving to the opposite end where your feet rest, fingers tickling across your soles.
“Look at those cute little paws begging to be kissed” Jaemin lifts your legs. Lips pouting preciously with temptation, sitting beside your laid out figure. Letting your limbs rest across his lap. “What are you up to bun?”
“Watching tv..” you shyly mumble, teeth nibbling the side of your thumb. Jaemin’s hands leaving feather light strokes along your bared thighs. Haechan’s fingers softly tracing over your abdomen.
“Bunny.. you’ve never done anything with a human before right?” his cheeks glow while asking the question. Finger circling slowly around your belly button. “Like, sexually?”
Your head shakes ‘no’ in response. Jaemin’s hands parting your thighs open. Squeezing over the tender flesh between your legs. Biting his lip the more focused he becomes. His question follows with a rougher squeeze- “Do you want to learn how to?”
Haechan looks you in the eye, tongue tracing across his lips leaving behind a glossy sheen. Neck leaning away, leaving a wet kiss on your waist. The itch inside of you intensifies, both of their eyes on your face, waiting.
Preview: His eyes drop from yours, finding the electric toothbrush clutched in your grip. Squeezing your sides with a growing grin. An idea so brilliant sparking in his mind he can hardly believe it himself- “that thing vibrates doesn’t it?”
“My toothbrush??” Your eyes widen, struck with confusion. Jaemin tugging the object from your hands. Smile turning menacing as he presses it to turn on, watching the device buzz back to life.
“I have an idea bunny.”
Pairing: 00’line x female bunny hybrid reader
Word Count: 5k
Genre: hybrid AU, PWP, idolverse, M/F, smut, series
Smut Warning: heavy petting, dry humping, improper use of a toothbrush, F receiving oral, nipple play, teasing
Part 1–>
“Why didn’t you ever want to try anything with your previous owner bun?..” Haechan questions, picking up your hand closest to him. Tongue dragging across the tips of your fingers. Igniting hot heat between your thighs as he languidly laves between each digit, never breaking off eye contact with you.
“I…” your words get cut off. Landing your gaze on Jaemin hunching over, kissing the inner parts of your knee’s. Eyes staring up, nodding for you to continue. “Uh..uh I… didnt.. didn’t like him..”
“Did he hurt you baby? I’ll find him. I’ll fucking kill him if he dared to touch my bunny.” Haechan’s hold around your wrist tightens. Large hands roaming your lower half paired with his heavy gaze leave you feeling vulnerable. Sitting up abruptly when Jaemin’s lips press dangerously close to your center. Wetness seeps out soiling your flimsy panties. Ripping free of Haechan’s grasp, you cover your face shyly. Head shaking muffling a tiny ‘no’ in response. Skin itching with a burn where Jaemin’s fingers had been kneading your thighs.
“I’m so sorry bunny. That was my fault, I overreacted..” Haechan apologizes. Standing up adjusting you off the couch momentarily, finding a small space near the armrest to squeeze in under you. He pet’s your tense ears, easing you into his chest. Softly cooing- “Would break my heart if anyone ever laid hands on you without your permission..”
“I didn’t let him…really didn’t like him..” you exhale a deep breath, finally relaxing. Haechan’s aroma has the faintest hint of sweet honey. His curious touches are soft, less needy than Jaemin’s. The other sitting at your sides holding back the temptation to rub your calves.
“Do you like me bunny?” Haechan’s eyes beam in question. Face dipping lower leaving barely an inch of space between you. A gasp of air passes through your lips watching Haechan’s golden orbs glaze over. Eyes bouncing between your fascinated stare and parted lips. His hands squeeze your waist, forehead pressing onto yours. “Cause…I really..really like you bun.”
Tremors roll through your chest as your skin heats up. The weight of slick pouring from your hole feels maddening. You always knew that’s what was supposed to happen when you liked someone, but had yet to experience it.
“Maybe this is too much Haechan..” Jaemin interjects. Doing his best to avoid the wet patch forming between your legs on the thin pair of pajama shorts you have on. Helplessly catching himself sneaking peeks with every slight movement you make on Haechan’s lap. Internally crying over how that should be his lap.
Haechan knows Jaemin’s right, sighing ready to let you be. Eyes blinking shut when your soft voice pipes up- “I like you..”
Jaemin and Haechan go wide eyed, arms circling around your waist tightly. A smile bursting onto Haechan’s delicate features. His nose scrunches up causing your stomach to roll, chest beating faster pressed against his.
Haechan squirms excitedly bouncing you against his lap, swallowing down a groan. “That makes me so happ-..”
“I’m all gushy..” you blurt out. Following your words with a look between your thighs. Core throbbing painfully sucking in ragged deep breath’s.
“Shit..” Haechan’s tongue dries spotting where the material of your light grey shorts has darkened. His dick nearly screams, stammering out hungrily- “Do you.. Can I… I’ll make it feel good..”
“Please..” your face contorts with a cry. Jaemin mumbling curse words palming over his length chubbing up painfully in his sweats. Haechan twists you easily, pulling you over his lap to straddle him. Blazing core pressing against his hardened member, instinctively drawing a gasped moan from you. His eyes roll back slapping hands on your hips with a firm squeeze. Pulling the fat adorning your sides roughly with a jerk of his lower half.
“H-Haechan…ah..my..” you whine. Hands finding purchase gripping the back of the couch behind his shoulders. He works you over the bulge lifting his jeans. Your brows flex together in confusion. Losing train of thought to overwhelming hot heat coursing it’s way up to your head.
“Yea…just like that bun. You’re doing so good, so fucking good. Look so cute and sexy wiggling around in my lap like that. Follow my lead baby.” Haechan’s response is breathy. Head dropping back gasping for air, displaying his long gorgeous neck. Adam’s apple bouncing with every breath he sucks in. Rutting up into your lower half over his length faster. Calves flexing in his jeans as he shoves up. Working to spread you over his pained swollen cock.
“Haechan… dude..” Jaemin whimpers. Using all his strength to keep his hands to himself. Your bare thigh squished against Haechan’s side taunting him.
“Feel good baby? Tell me, what do you feel?” Haechan’s hips buck up firmer, ass lifting from the couch cushion under him. Hard size thrumming against your wanton core. His hands never loosening their hold on your hips. Forcing you down with every grind up.
“Good! Good good!” Your head nods rapidly. The only word you can fathom to describe the warmness filling your gut. You bounce up and down harder with speed. New unfamiliar sensations weakening you, dropping your face into the crook of his neck. Clouds of honey and gold fill your senses. Pleasure peaking between your folds. Your wet mouth parts open over Haechan’s warm skin wailing out a screamed moan. Climax hitting hard, your desperate hole convulsing seeking more.
Haechan’s eyes squeeze stilling beneath you. Fingers sinking into your hips hard enough to leave marks. His eyes roll back again shaking beneath the weight of your bodies vibrations.
“Fuck…my bunny came..” he sighs with a smile. Eyes shutting as your euphoric whimpers play on repeat. Mentally locking the memory for the next time he’d jerk off thinking of you.
“Fuck man, this sucks…” Jaemin croaks out. His neck arched back in the same position. Refusing to bust in his sweats watching you get off because of someone else.
Haechan’s hands dip lower cupping your ass. Softly squeezing you in his large palms, he turns quickly. Laying your head back on Jaemin’s lap. Shooting him a wink before throwing your legs up on his shoulders. In the middle of the dizzying haze your eyes meet Jaemin’s frazzled ones. Haechan unzipping his jeans shimmying down his hips.
“Dude don’t! You’re gonna freak her out!” Jaemin hisses. Offering a comforting hand to stroke you hair back.
“I’m not gonna take it out.” Haechan scoffs out from between your legs. Your eyes lazily roll to where he sits on his knee’s holding you open. Dark blue tented briefs pressing into your drenched center. He bends down closer straining the muscles in the backs of your thighs. Eyebrows wiggling amused with how far he’s able to stretch you.
“Grab on to your legs baby.” Your chin nods in response. Placing hands around the backs of your knee’s letting Haechan fold you up like a pretzel in Jaemin’s lap. “Such an obedient bunny. Listens so well.”
Haechan presses his clothed hard-on to your covered messy cunt. His eyes rolling shut free from the hot constraint his jeans had him in. Your folds spreading under his size shoving through your sex. Still reeling from your climax you groan digging your nails into your legs. Sucking in a breath through your teeth holding back a shout trying to pass. Jaemin’s soothing touch continues, jaw clenched looking away. Cock dying to rip through his sweats the longer he has to watch.
“Just a little more for me baby..” Haechan cups your jaw, licking up your chin slowly. Hot tongue dragging up your burning skin cooling you for only seconds. His plump top lip brushes against your bottom. Hooded eyes focusing on your strung out features. Haechan’s lips plant on yours, inhaling your surprised gasp. Tongue smoothing past yours licking around the insides of your mouth. Stealing your first kiss- of course that was his plan all along. He’d have all of your firsts, plotting how to get his way constantly.
“Fuck me…” Jaemin wishes he could choke Haechan out right now. The torment of having you opened up on his lap draining the life out of him. Balls tight in pain yelling at himself for not acting fast.
Haechan’s pouty lips hover over your abused wet mouth. Hips rolling down jabbing his cock between your hidden folds. It’s wet and uncomfortable, hot, humid, arousing you again. His hips angle differently pushing fabric deeper against your hole. Spasms run through your limbs muffling cries on his lips.
“Cum for me again bunny, do it for me one..” Haechan starts breaking out into a throaty groan. Hips gaining a ruthless pace panting hotly on your chin. “…more time.”
You whimper helplessly, humped deeper into the man’s thighs beneath you. Sensitive cunt rutted into without falter. Jaemin’s fingers tickling against your scalp reminding you he’s there. Your eyes clench shut, arching up slightly off his lap shouting. Another climax so soon knocking the wind out of your lungs.
Haechan’s thrusts grow erratic watching you cum under him so beautifully. Sloppily fucking between your thighs while you shake through your orgasm. He slams down harder dreaming of when he’d get to fuck you for real. Get you on all fours, have you begging for his cum. He shouts out, balls tightening up losing himself to the thought. Pressing in as far as he can trembling above you. Cum exploding all over Haechan’s briefs making his nose wiggle in discomfort.
Soft kisses trail your cooling cheeks. Murmuring praises into your skin quietly. His hips lift eyeing the wet mess between your bodies.
“Look at this” Haechan smirks, clicking his teeth. Impressed with the visual of your creamy cunt folds stuck to your shorts and ruined panties. “Let’s get my bunny cleaned up.”
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Waking up after a long nap, you roll over finding Renjun passed out at your side. He had no idea of the events the took place only hours earlier. Haechan whispering that it should be a secret for now.
“Renjun?” You poke at his smooth bare stomach. Shirt riding up his torso from turning in his sleep so much. Despite his constant movements, he was the best to cuddle with. Soft and warm, always sweet with his touches. Leaving you covered in tender lingering traces of his fingers dragging over your exposed flesh. Singing you to sleep, massaging your scalp. Renjun knew how to take care of you. Noticing the other boys would act annoyed or jealous whenever you chose to sleep in his bed. They never wanted to let you just sleep anyway.
Licking your dry lips, you swallow air down your parched throat. 2am, Renjun looked too peaceful to bother for a cup of water. It’s not as if you weren’t capable of pouring your own. Simply preferred to be pampered and taken care of at any opportunity. Renjun the first to bend to any need of yours.
“I’ll let him sleep” you proudly mumble to yourself. Stepping foot into your fuzzy white slippers. Renjun insisted on buying you shoes and coats that matched your fur. As strange as it was you couldn’t deny him after everything he did for you.
On your tippy toes you reached for a plastic cup from the top shelf. Worried you may drop glass in the middle of the night causing panic and concern. Typically one of the boys was here to help, finding yourself in a predicament as your fingertips barely graze the shelf. The brilliant idea of hopping onto the counter comes to mind. Lifting your leg up about to hoist yourself- a groggy voice behind you raising question- “Bunny?..”
You look over your shoulder, Jaemin stood by the kitchen entrance. Base of his palm digging into a squinted eye. Other hand rubbing over his bare defined abdomen. Grey sweat pants hang loosely off his hips, defined pelvic bone shining under the low lit kitchen light. Leaving the lowest setting on the light when you entered to room to not wake anyone with bright yellow streaks shining beneath doors. Jaemin steps forward yawning obnoxiously drawn out. Tongue lapping the roof of his dry mouth, most likely found here for the same reasons you are.
“Why are you up baby?” Jaemin’s behind you now. Eyes taking in the position you’ve been stuck in since his arrival, brow lifting. Ass up on the counter like he just walked into a wet dream. Pausing to mentally ask himself- ‘is this a dream?’. Every night has been filled with images of you, caught up in a new depraved scenario he could only dream of. For now.
Jaemin’s vision trails up, where your fingers clutch the edge of the shelf. Smile lifting the corners of his mouth realizing this is no dream. More like a stroke of luck that he caught you. Awoken by his thirst for liquid down his throat, and thirsty for you.
“Ah, did my little bunny get thirsty?” Jaemin’s hand settles on the small of your back. Long arm reaching past yours, knocking a plastic cup down. He catches it mid-air expertly, setting down near the pitcher of water you’ve taken out. “I’ll pour it for you baby.”
Jaemin rubs your waist, pouring water with a growing smile. Raising the cup to your mouth, lower half keeping you trapped with your leg up on the kitchen counter. “Drink up, can’t have my little bunny feeling dehydrated.”
You timidly sip from the cup tilted up to your lips. Jaemin leaning in closer, sweats pressing against your flimsy pajama shorts. Moistening his dry bottom lip, tongue lapping across it as he watches you drink. Your eyes squeeze shut, bundles of nerves sparking to life between your legs. Maintaining eye contact with Jaemin was too hard. His stare held hidden thoughts, telling you the things he wanted to do without speaking. Taunting baby voice he loved to use with you whispering against your ear- “Bunny was really thirsty hmm?”
He pulls the cup away all too fast, water dribbling past your open lips. Jaemin’s swollen half asleep eyes glinting in satisfaction. “Aw baby, you’re all wet.”
Hips shove against your ass, tongue reaching out lapping the driblets cascading off your chin. A muffled moan passing through your mouth. Too nervous to ask why this feels so good. Hands wrap around your waist, Jaemin’s hips working in a circular stiff motion. Fluffy tail caught between your lower regions. Friction shooting between your thighs, quickly rushing wetness to spread over your bottoms. Jaemin rolls his hips faster, kissing your chin coated in his saliva.
“You’re really wet now..” he pulls back momentarily. Grey sweats darkened where your core had been pressed along. Heat rushing to your cheeks when he smirks, kissing up your jawline. “You know why? cause you’re a slutty little bunny. Acting innocent and cute, waiting for one of us to bend you over and fuck you senseless.”
Your head shakes in response, hand smacking down your ass loudly throughout the kitchen. Jaemin pulling your leg down, shoving you into a bent position. Shirt bunched up your back, fingers digging into your waist.
“Bunny wears my shirt to sleep but won’t even come to my room.” He let’s out a displeased sound behind you. Knees parting your legs open, hips returning against your body. Pressing you into the edge of the counter. Another roll forward, hard length trapped beneath thick fabric shoving between your shorts. “Feel that bun? That’s how much I like you. That’s how bad I want you baby.”
Your pitiful whimpered reply only drives him to move faster, meaner. Eyes focused on your ass moving under your thin shorts with every thrust delivered.
“Can’t wait to fuck you, make you cry over my cock. Watch you hobble around the next day, all wide eyed and pathetic. Begging us to help you, rub your ass where it hurts.” Jaemin free’s his length. Can’t stand how sweaty his balls are getting confined beneath the thick cotton. Hot raging dick nesting between your clothed cheeks. Continuing to spew filthy words behind you. “Fucking love that don’t you bunny. Acting like a helpless little thing, always getting your way.”
Unable to control the moans he’s pulling out of you now. You bounce along the counter, Jaemin bucking against your fervently, cock head shoving at your hole. Soaked through keeping you separate from actual penetration.
Sensations bursting from your core enough to turn you into the mindless blabbering idiot he wants you to be. Yelping out in surprise when Jaemin tickles at your tail. Groaning and panting in his deep raspy voice. The same one that whispers ‘morning’ lazily into your ear with a wet peck on your forehead when he wakes.
“Like it when I play with your tail don’t you? Such a dirty baby.” His eyes flutter, fucking into the damp hole his cock has shaped around between your folds. Fabric of your shorts uncomfortably shoving between your heat. Slicked arousal dripping out of you in large sums. Fingers gripped along the edges of the counter letting him pound away at you aggressively.
Jaemin wanted to fuck you, made that clear everyday with squeezes to your ass. Whispers in your ear, going on about how sexy you look. Eyes that watched you even at a distance with too much curiosity. No secret amongst the dorm that be spent the most time doing research on bunny heats.
“Do you like me?” Jaemin bends over you, kissing behind your ear. Adding another prod at your entrance to his question. Head nodding rapidly to let him know. Mouth tightly squeezed shut, fearful you’ll scream out waking everyone up. Jaemin lets out a low throaty groan. Hips jerking messier against your backside. Eyes rolling around, lost in his haze of wet dreams and reality. “Tell me Bunny, please. Tell me you like me.”
“I like you! I like you! I like you!” You whine out. Teeth gritting together, thighs shaking against the drawers. Convulsing between your thighs, hiding your face beneath your hands, sobbing in release. The feeling of climax all still too new and overwhelming. Jaemin’s pained groans wrapping around your mind, releasing hot liquid over your ass. Hissing, languidly thrusting between your wet covered cheeks.
“I like you so much bunny. Like you more than anything.” He kisses your flopped ear. Removing hands from your face to peck your nose. Eyes sparkling with happiness, finally fulfilling one fantasy.
“What the fuck?” Jeno steps foot into the kitchen. Similar to Jaemin’s visual from not long ago. Eyes mostly swollen shut, mouth hung open absorbing the image before him. Groaning out whiny with a stomp of his foot. “This isn’t fair! You assholes always leave me out.”
Jaemin sighs dreamily, pecking behind your ear gently. “Come on bunny, let’s get you in a fresh shirt of mine and go to bed. My babies had a long day.”
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“Mm’morning bun” Jaemin’s groggy voice startles you, dropping your electric toothbrush in the sink. Loud sounds of the vibrating echoing from against the marble. He steps into the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind him. Eyes half swollen shut, chin finding your shoulder. Arms wrapping around you stomach, moaning as he cuddles into you. “Woke up so early baby..”
Your eyes dart around, landing on your reflection. White toothpaste foaming over your lips messily, Jaemin’s relaxed face on your shoulder. His nose brushing against your scent gland, dreamy soft sounds escaping his parted lips.
“My toothbrush..” you nervously stutter, reaching for the device to turn it off. Jaemin squeezes around you tighter. Hips circling your behind, deeply inhaling.
“Smell so good in the morning bun..sad you didn’t let me wake up with you..” Jaemin coo’s into your neck. Tongue lightly lapping over the tender flesh. Your hands fumble with your toothbrush, jabbing at the power button to turn it off. Jaemin sighs- “Always in here when I’m showering bunny. Looking so cute, so innocent brushing your teeth for way too long..”
His eyes blink repeatedly, trying to wake himself up. Raspy grog in his throat erupting something below your gut, fluttering around inside your stomach.
“Jaemin..” you stutter, wet drops of toothpaste dripping down your chin. Puffy morning lips shining under the bright bathroom mirror lights. With his head ducked, Jaemin’s eyes lift. Seductive gaze meeting yours in the mirror.
“Always making a mess baby” he stands up straight, turning you around easily. Your hands twist around your toothbrush anxiously. Eyes averting to the floor, Jaemin’s laser like stare sending trembles up your spine. He lifts you up effortlessly, placing your ass atop the sink counter. “Do it on purpose don’t you? Want me to clean you up.”
“I…I was brushing…” your voice cracks, gasping when Jaemin leans in close. His tongue licking up the liquid drying on your chin. Nose shoving your cheek, lifting your eyes back to his. His hands grip your waist, freshly cleaned t-shirt Jaemin changed you into before falling asleep wrinkling in his hold.
“Toothpaste is supposed to stay in your mouth bun..” Jaemin taps his chin against your very wet one. Forehead pressing on yours. Moving between your parted legs, opening you up further making space for his body. Bare chest pressing on your clothed one, coming to the bathroom with the idea in mind to shower. Flimsy pair of boxers hanging dangerously low on his hips. “Wanted a round two this morning..”
His eyes drop from yours, finding the electric toothbrush clutched in your grip. Squeezing your sides with a growing grin. An idea so brilliant sparking in his mind he can hardly believe it himself- “that thing vibrates doesn’t it?”
“My toothbrush??” Your eyes widen, struck with confusion. Jaemin tugging the object from your hands. Smile turning menacing as he presses it to turn on, watching the device buzz back to life.
“I have an idea bunny.” Jaemin’s devilish smile appears. His pretty swollen morning eyes shine brightly under the bathroom lights. Dragging the vibrating toothbrush between your breasts. A glint of interests passes through his gaze. Fully alert and awake now licking over the top row of his teeth. “You know….if I do this…”
The tip of the brush where it vibrates aggressively brushes your nipple. Arching up in surprise when sensations travel down your spine. Jaemin’s mouth and eyes widen in surprise, feigning shock. Pressing the brush against your hardened bud with a mocking gasp.
“I think my bun bun likes that.” Jaemin’s tongue peaks out of the corner of his mouth. Brows lifting up with question. Hips shoving your thighs open further around his sides. Stepping in closer greeting your bare core with his stiffening clothed cock. Your face dips in drawing a gasp as he circles the brush around your chest. “I know you like that.”
He pushes the power button off, setting your toothbrush down by your squished thigh. Hands reaching for the hem of his t-shirt holding back a satisfied smile. Maybe you wore his shirts cause you liked him the most. He liked to believe that at least. Finally getting you to cuddle up to him last night satiating the jealous lion inside him.
“My little bunny, so wet again. What am I gonna do with you?” He breaks into a soft smile. Slowly raising the over sized shirt up your body. Wet cunt on full display for him. Arching back until the back of your head rests against the vanity mirror above the sink. Jaemin bunches up his shirt, eyes darkening revealing your naked chest. “Open your pretty mouth baby.”
Without hesitation your jaw falls open, t-shirt shoved into your mouth quickly. Instructing you to bite down, his fingers trace down your body. Circling each perky bud, bending down kissing between your chest. “Pretty pretty bunny…”
Jaemin tongue draws over your abdomen, slowly dipping into every crevice. Sucking in under each ticklish lap of his wet muscle. Taking his sweet time to lick over the expanse of flesh leaving you coated in a sheen of saliva. The newly familiar burn ignites between your stomach and core. Twitching with a cry around his shirt when Jaemin’s tongue prods your bellybutton. Circling in and out, placing soft kisses underneath.
His knee’s meet the tile bathroom floor. Pursed lips leaving sweet tender kisses over your mound. Your hips struggle against the ledge of the counter eagerly. Jaemin’s eyes light up deeply inhaling your exposed center. Hands squeezing your inner thighs, massaging over the sensitive skin. You stare down watching as he looks you over. An embarrassing sound of slick dribbling out of you has his smile widening. Mumbling to himself- “Perfect bunny, so pretty. Everything about you so so pretty.”
He reaches for your toothbrush turning it back on. Hand pressing over your mound pulling up revealing your bundle of nerves.
“You get so wet..amazing..” Jaemin sounds high, drunk even. Using two fingers to pull apart your folds, glistening hole squeezing around nothing. He sighs a quiet groan teasingly running the vibrating brush up your thigh. Cock pulsating against his thigh watching your hole wink the closer he gets. Your trapped little moans stirring pleasure in his belly. His head rests on your other thigh dragging the vibrating tip above your mound, playing over your lower fluttering stomach. “Gonna have so much fun with you bun bun.”
Jaemin dips in stretching his jaw open over the entirety of your sex. Tongue laving up and down, eyes rolling back tasting you. Your hips jump up with a scream, wrinkled up shirt dropping from your tired mouth. He moans inside you, slurping and sucking. Eating away at your cunt, flicking your clit up and down. His neck drops back panting, glossy slick coated lips parted open. “Fuck, pussy taste so fucking good.”
He stares up into your eyes holding up the brush shaking hard between his fingers. Smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. Screaming again when he presses it against your clit. Your hands flail around gripping the hand towel hung to your side. Other latching onto the edge of the counter. Jaemin’s head nods cruelly, his hips fucking up into nothing watching you come undone.
“Jaemin!” Your head slams back against the mirror. Ass lifting up cumming around nothing. Aching and hurting as your core squeezes, opening and closing. Jaemin watching with his mouth hung open, gulping dryly. Hole so tight he’s not even sure you could take a finger yet. His head shakes snapping out of the thought dropping your toothbrush somewhere. Loud vibrations against the counter fill your ears. Jaemin’s lips press against yours kissing you through the intense orgasm.
“So beautiful when you cum for me baby. Need to see you cum for me everyday now.” His words trace on your tongue. Licking into your mouth letting you taste yourself. A hand shoving inside his boxers. Other hand shoving beneath his shirt finding one of your breasts. Fingers pinch and twerk your hardened nipple. Hot hand clutching your chest, jiggling your breast.
“Ugh…” your eyes squeeze. Watching his hand circle around his dick. Tip of his cock peaking from beneath his boxers. Hand shaking under the fabric, wrist flicking quickly. His mouth parted on your jaw groaning throaty groggy tired moans. Your fingers trace the tight abs flexing on his flat stomach. Jaemin’s groans break into whines.
“Touch me bun, touch me..” he pants harder. Hips fucking up into his hand. Slapping your chest imagining your pussy milking his cock empty. Your fingers pinch around his nipples curiously. Jaemin chokes on a scream crying out. Cum shoots between your bodies. Hot stickiness spilling on your stomach, dripping down between your legs. Oozing over his tight fist seeping through your swelling pussy. Jaemin’s face knocks against yours, chest sinking letting out a long sigh.
“That’s how you should brush your teeth everyday.”
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“Renjun..” your hushed whimpers stir Renjun from his sleep. Eyes shooting open when he realizes you’re panting, emitting soft little cries. Hips grinding against his leg, bare thigh soaked under your core. His room feels humid, filled with murmurs of your wheezing breath’s. Worry has his brows meeting, forehead creasing adjusting his eyes to the dark. Light from street lamps and the dim glow of the moon entering the window cascade over your face. Renjun sucks in a breath at the next roll of your hips, your knee nudging between his legs. Nudging against his cock with every thrust against him. He thickly swallows, dick twitching lightly tapping at his thigh after every movement you make.
“mmm Ren..Renjun..” your lips part, moaning quietly. Humping faster against his thigh. Opting to sleep in boxers tonight with the weather getting so hot heading into the first days of summer. Having to bite his bottom lip to suppress the urge to groan. Fingers dig into his bed, blinking quickly trying to calm himself.
“why me..” he stammers hushed to not wake you. Cursing under his breath when his dick grows half mass despite his best efforts. Thinking about anything, anything besides your warm breath fanning across his collar bone. Your soft lips heating his skin with every pass. The caged up fox pacing around inside ready to be released. Days of watching you bathe, change in front of him, innocently rub your breasts on his back while you sleep.
The logical thing would be to wake you, fearful he’d embarrass you..
“Bunny..” Renjun does his best to slide away. Waking you in the process, your eyes fluttering open with a yawn. Lower half wiggling when the discomfort hits you.
“What’s wrong?” Your asks in the middle of waving off another yawn. Eyes blinking fully awake with a shake of your ears.
“Nothing. It’s nothing..” Renjun’s eye’s quickly pass over his crotch, clearing his throat trying to reach for a pillow to cover himself. You poke his groin with intrigue, Renjun hissing sinking his ass deeper into his bed. Creating distance between your bodies. “Ah, don’t…don’t do that baby..”
“Why..why’s it so hard?” Renjun’s lips purse together swallowing down a scream full of agony.
“It’s..it’s okay bun. Don’t worry about it. Let’s go back to sleep.” He sits up grabbing the blanket you both somehow ended up kicking off at some point. Your hand reaches between his legs again wrapping around the hard shape lifting through his pajama bottoms. Renjun’s stomach pulls in with a deep breath when you squeeze. Hand gripping around his now full hardened size too tightly.
“Let me help you.”
a/n: thank you for all the love on part 1!🐰
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Genre: angst, fluff, smut, strangers to lovers, dystopian
Synopsis: stumbling into the chaos that lies underground, your world shatters as your eyes are opened to a new reality and your mind to a new cause.Will you regret letting curiosity get the best of you? They do say ignorance is bliss after all.
Word count: 28.5k LMFAOO
Warnings: death, torture, mentions of blood, knives, guns, needle, profanities and there’s smut so if you are a minor please do not interact.
a/n: I have been working on this monster fic for a while now and honestly I love it so much. It is inspired by @doiefy ’s ‘Seoul 2463’ series and is a spinoff based on it. Thank you so much fei for letting me build on you world 🥺 i had so much fun doing it. Although you could probably read it as a stand alone it would make so much more sense if you read '5 minutes’ and 'shadow’ by fei first!
𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 — the one year channel of the same name, unus annus, created by ethan nestor and mark fischbach, something that meant so much to me.
𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 — starting the 15th of november, i will be posting a drabble every single day for an entire year at 20:00 gmt/bst, however unlike the channel, after the year is up, the drabbles will remain. the only times a drabble may not be posted will be when i’m posting a longer fic.
I am so sorry for not updating in so long :( I was really busy with school and work... but now that its officially summer I am gonna try to update! I am currently writing part 2 of stages of love and I am hoping to finish it tomorrow after work! So please look out for it (heart)
the beginning of an imperfect romance | STAGES OF LOVE chapter one
pairing: Haechan x Y/N, Jaemin x Y/N
word count: 1.9k
warnings: angst, fluff, love triangle
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Y/N: You eventually meet the people you are meant to meet.
𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟾, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟺
“She has improved!” Mark said proudly. They were watching my most recent cover on Youtube. SM decided it was good enough to post it and as usual Mark and Donghyuck were watching it. “What do you mean she was always this good!” this was usual as well Mark and Donghyuck were bickering again. Mark started launching why? No idea he’s weird so it’s okay.
Donghyuck: Scroll down the comments.
Mark: Comments? okay.
Mark: Oh! Oh hey. Oh my god.
Donghyuck: Why? Why? What do they say?
Mark: Jaemin wrote “She's cute I like her.”
Y/N: The person I am meant to meet is Donghyuck.
Donghyuck: *Smile drops* Really?
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟸𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟹
The school bell rings, It's finally lunchtime. “Y/N~” Donghyuck sat in front of me. I couldn't hear him since I was listening to music. I wouldn't call myself a loner it was just that I could find comfort in the music I listened to, the reason I decided to become an SM trainee in the first place. I looked up to see the boy seated in front of me, Haechan or how I like to call him Donghyuck. He's my friend, best friend. “Here I bought you banana milk your favorite.”
“Why?” “Just because *sighs* you've been studying hard.” “Thanks.” Suddenly he started to laugh so out loud, I guess he forget we were in a library “Shhh!” “ Why?!” He never listens, guess that’s what I like so much about him. He’s such a dork.
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟺
I was walking home with Donghyuck nothing unusual, him irritating me wasn't unusual either.“Ahh! Donghyuck stop it!” “What did you say?” he started tickling me till it legit started to hurt but regardless of that I was happy, really happy. “Donghyuck stop it!”.
𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝟸𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟻
“I guess these two won't stop fighting,” Renjun said with a chuckle. “Stop trying to tickle me you’re annoying!” I started chasing Donghyuck to get my revenge until he stopped me. “Y/N wait, wait.” “Why? What is it?” I asked confused. He was looking at Renjun and Jeno who happened to look at us. ”Maybe, maybe we should pretend to date. These guys won't stop staring at us, lets fool them.” “Lee Donghyuck, you're a genius.” we both started laughing, I mean yeah he was right I mean what can go wrong right?
Y/N: And so we started a fake relationship for fun.
𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟼, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟻
For Donghyuck’s birthday we decided to surprise him, so we all gathered together in the and starting hiding. The boys were planning on the bring Hyuck to where we were hiding to “ask them how to do a certain dance move”. As soon as Donghyuck and the boys walked in we jumped “Suprise! Happy birthday Donghyuck!” “ah really Woah.Thank you, guys.” His smile was bright It just made me automatically even happier than I already was. I decided to be a little funny and smear frosting all over his face “Y/N~” everyone started laughing. That day I was happy really happy and lucky life couldn’t get any better.
𝙰𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝟷𝟶, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟻
“Okay and now Y/N will sing a song for everyone! Good luck!” another episode of The Mickey Mouse Club and I was lucky enough to sing a song. The performance went well I was confident so afterward I went back to my seat and sat down. “Jaemin, why are you blushing?” the host suddenly asked, and I couldn’t help but notice that he indeed was blushing. His cheeks were the same color as the dress I was wearing.“Do you perhaps like Y/N?” such a sudden question made me blush as well. “Yes.” I didn’t know that was how Jaemin was feeling about me but, I just brushed it off he was probably joking. Donghyuck was mad no he was furious but why? He didn’t have the right to be, his relationship with you was fake anyway. But he just couldn’t help but feel his heart sink a little bit. If looks could kill Jaemin wouldn’t have been sitting there smiling anymore.
Donghyuck: I was so immature to start a fake relationship. Because I realized that I was truly falling for you.
After the show me, Jaemin and Hyuck were gonna go to rehearse our script for the upcoming episode. “Okay, so let’s start with practicing our script, let’s start from page 56.”
I was clueless, of the looks Hyuck was Jaemin he didn’t notice it as well we were a little too clueless to his liking.
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟸𝟿, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟼
“No~ pizza is better!” Jeno and Jaemin were seated on a bench during break arguing over food. “Don’t be so basic burgers are much better!” I mean Jeno wasn’t wrong burgers are life. They both started laughing at the weird topic they choose to argue about.” I always had this question in my mind.” Jeno began. “Do you like Y/N?” “Y/N? I do. Should I ask her out?” “Ah, but Donghyuck is gonna be mad.” Jeno pointed out. “We are friends, he'll understand. And they only pretended to date anyways.” “You’re right” Jeno said. He looked like he was in deep thought but they didn’t last long till Jaemin brutally interrupted them. “Come on let’s go to class I don’t want the teacher to scold us again.” he chuckled.
𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟼, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟼
“Happy birthday to you~” after we were done singing the happy birthday song to Donghyuck I decided to slice the cake while I was doing that Jaemin decided to ask Donghyuck to have a talk in private with him. “ So, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a while now” he started, why was he nervous there was nothing to be nervous about other than the fact that he was gonna tell Donghyuck about his feelings for you. “I’ve liked Y/N for a while now and I’ve been planning on to ask her out. I just wanted to ask you if you were okay with it” Donghyuck could have told him that it was okay and that he didn’t even have to ask him about it since you two never really dated anyways, but he knew that if he did there was no going back he would lose you forever and he didn’t know if he really wanted to see the girl he’s been in love with walking hand in hand with his best friend right in front of him. “The thing is I do really like her. And I'm sorry for not knowing how you felt.”
After his talk with Jaemin, he was quiet which was weir considering that t was his birthday, so you decided to go and ask him what is up. “You’ve been so quiet. Why? This isn’t like you.” I really hope he will tell me what is up since his quietness is starting to bother me. “Well the thing is...Jaemin told me he liked you and wanted to ask you out.”And at that moment I got it I wasn’t sure but maybe just maybe Donghyuck liked me back.”Are you done sulking? Even if Jaemin has feelings for me, you know my heart belongs to you.”
His face lighted up he was smiling again, oh that damned smile was gonna be the end of me.
𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟷, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟼
“Did you finally tell your feelings to Y/N, Donghyuck?” Renjun asked Donghyuck. Renjun, Jeno, Donghyuck and Jaemin were currently in a hotel room laying in bed and talking. “Well, I…” the truth was that even 5 months after he had that conversation with Jaemin he still didn’t confess his feelings for you. “ I didn't-” “You still didn't tell her?!” Jeno interrupted Donghyuck. “ Well I am already her boyfriend without her knowing.” Renjun looked at Donghyuck like he was crazy. “And she's already mine”
Renjun: No but Donghyuck is crazy.
Donghyuck: Okay deal I am gonna tell her soon.
Renjun: Oh, but Y/N deserves so much love!
Donghyuck: Donghyuck is actually scared of asking Y/N to be his girlfriend. Because Donghyuck might get rejected.
Renjun: Donghyuck is just…
Donghyuck: Y/N is super pretty. Y/N is really pretty, everyone easily falls in love because she is that pretty.
Jaemin, poor Jaemin, his friends are helping his other friend to get the girl he is in love with. He just stayed quiet. I mean what was he supposed to say? No Donghyuck don’t confess to the girl you’ve been in love with for years because I like her too? He couldn’t do that, he just couldn’t.
𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟶, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟽
Donghyuck was playing the piano and I was seated next to him trying to mimic whatever he did with his fingers.“ You’re so good at this!” I said chuckling.“Y/N, I have to ask you something.” “Spit it out.” I laughed.
Donghyuck: I asked her on a date for Valentines day and it happened
𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟽
My first Valentines day with Donghyuck, my first Valentines day with anyone! “t’s all on my face! I am going to kill you Lee Donghyuck!” Donghyuck being the dork he is smeared cake all over my face so I smeared cake all over his face its what he deserves! I just felt so happy, just like I always do when I am around Donghyuck. He makes me happy. I don’t where I got the confidence from but I kissed him, I kissed the boy I’ve been in love with for years, and I couldn’t be happier. He did his part so now it’s my turn. “I really…like you a lot. But you already knew that.”
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾
“Well, we finally graduated high school,” Donghyuck said proudly. We were walking around the streets late at night in Seoul after our graduation party. “Can’t believe you made it,” I said jokingly. “Don’t be such a meany!” Donghyuck responded to my diss laughing.” I actually wanna take you somewhere. Come on.” he took my hand and pulled me with him. I didn’t know where he was going but I knew that I was gonna be safe, I am safe with him “Where are we going? I am getting tired~” “Don’t worry we’re almost there.” And after what seemed like ages we got there. Haechan let go of my hand and climbed on the roof.“No way I am coming up there its scary.” “You can trust me.” he was right I could trust him. And just like that, we sat there on the roof as weird as it may sound. I felt at peace with him I mean we didn’t have moments like this anymore since he debuted in NCT. I am happy that he is happy but I do miss him.
𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾
*To the world we are NCT, hi we are NCT DREAM*
I was seated on the same roof Donghyuck took me on our graduation day, but this time I was alone looking at him through a screen.
Y/N: To see you debuting and getting successful, only makes me proud to see that you're achieving your dream.
𝙼𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾
“Even if we're gonna take different paths, don't forget me.” Donghyuck started.“How can I forget you...”
𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟶, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟾
*Hello, I am NCT DREAMs mood maker of the group, Haechan.*
