heaven touch 4 hendery

[cunthq]

i feel like i’m in a lecture

[marigold-doms]

Top/Bottom Relationship [ Part 2 ] || Nakamoto Yuta ||

[ Part 1 ] , [ Part 2]

Paring: fuckboy!yuta x CEO!reader

Here’s part 2! You’re going to hate me no matter what... I said there would be smut in this chapter but I’m a fucking liar. I had to go a be extra with this story’s plot so bear with me....

[ Part 2 ]

Why is it that when you want something so badly, the harder it is to get out of your mind?

>>>>>Flashback (2 years ago) <<<<<

“Hello, I’m Yuta Nakamoto.”

You stared back at him then to his portfolio.

“I see you graduated 2 years before me.”

Yuta nods and pleasantly smiles back at you.

“Very prestigious school...’’ You comment as you throughly read his achievements and skills.

What you don’t notice was, Yuta examining you. The fine details of your face. The slight wrinkle in your brow when you concentrated. He thought to himself how someone could have such beautiful features. Safe to say you were his type.

Yuta hated feeling like the inferior role though. He hated job application processes and interviews. Stuff like this made him feel like a creature hiding behind artificial skin. He loved ordering people around and being the one who called the shots.

He didn't notice how intensely he was staring until you glanced back up at him and immediately cleared your throat.

Yuta's lips twitch into a quick smirk.

He wanted the job now.

He knew that you'd be his first challenge.

A strong, independent boss lady like yourself couldn't possibly like being in charge all the time right? You could break at some point...

He wanted to make his boss kneel under him as his bottom.

Yuta wanted to top you.

>>>>>End of Flashback<<<<<

In life, you dominated. No one could tell you 'no'.

Whatever people said was impossible for you to do, you work hard to succeed to prove them wrong. You could do anything you set your mind to.

That’s what Yuta loved about you. He loved to watch you conquer the world with confidence. Seeing how far you brought yourself to success, Yuta wanted to be there for you.

Sure, he thought that fucking you into submission was definitely and added bonus to his pay check and that you were absolutely stunning underneath him-he just wanted more of you.

He liked taking away your power in bed. He liked showing you the very control that you had in the real world, to use it against you for his dominant satisfaction and your inner submissive pleasure.

Over time, Yuta found things about you that really made him want to protect you. Like the way you cuddled into him after sex. How delicate your body was while he rinsed with you in the bath. How your voice was so fragile and kind when you woke him in the morning. And the time where Yuta caught you sleep talking and it was the most cutest sign of affection towards him. He secretly kept this memory in his mind. Your words affected him so much.

“Yuta... I feel safe with you.”

Yuta was possessive and protective. He knew that to be too true in this case.

In all honesty to himself, he hated being friends with benefits. There were so many things stopping him. Change. Work. Finances. And the most important one being: you.

Yuta did not want to disrespect or cross a boundary. He knew that when you both signed the contract to be friends with benefits the first rule on that list was: Don’t fall in love.

It was stupid. Yuta felt that it was unfair. In the beginning of it all about a year ago, the amount of sex was exciting and fun. As time went on though, he found that he looked forward to the aftercare. The shower together. The small chat before one of you dozed off. The cuddling. He lived for it these past few weeks. Craved it.

He slipped up last week and drank to his hearts content. Yuta was trying to muster up the courage to tell you that he hated what's become of you two.

Showing up drunk and misunderstood, he ended up falling asleep like a baby and regretting you seeing him like that.

Yuta wasn't sure why he left that morning but he didn't know if you were going to tell him to leave or to stay. With the fear of you possibly telling him to get out, he quietly escaped and hoped you'd continue to be sound asleep. Since it was Saturday morning, he didn't want to overstay his welcome.

He felt like he should've stayed.

Three weeks of no contact and he was beginning to worry that you officially didn’t need him. That you didn’t need him to make you feel safe anymore.

After two hours of contemplating in his home, Yuta was ready. He was ready to tell you that he didn’t want this anymore.

He wanted you.

Not to top you.

Or order you around.

Just-

You.

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“Yuta...Just leave.”

He couldn’t believe the words coming out of your mouth or the sight that he just walked in on.

His anger reacts first and he storms out of your apartment. Leaving you guys to continue whatever the hell you were trying to start.

Yuta headed straight to a bar. His blood was boiling and his heart was far gone from feeling emotion. To put it in a simple way, he felt that his heart was ripped out of his chest. Knocking drinks back and afterwards to a club where he used to go before his arrangement with you as fwb.

The first girl he sees, he actually recognizes. He assumes that she’s from the same company he worked at so he dances with her.

“Do I know you?” She pushes her hair back and practically yells into his ear.

Yuta tightens his hand around her waist. “You will by the end of tonight...”

***********************

“Well, He sure is handsome.”

You lift your head from your hands as you lean against the counter of your kitchen. “Seriously?”

“What?” Johnny raises his brows. “He’s my type.”

As soon as he says that you remember why he wanted to break up with you when you guys were together.

Johnny had confessed to you that he was gay. Not that there was anything wrong with that but he felt pressure from his family to find a girlfriend and you were the first person he thought he might actually be able to fall in love with. Of course, Johnny did end up loving you... but it wasnt the same type of love that you had for him at the time.

It was the fact that he kept it hidden from you for 4 years.

Despite the memory, you shake it off and remember the problem you were currently facing.

“Of course he is.” You scoff. Knowing that Johnny was only trying to lighten the situation.

“Why didn’t you chase after him?” Johnny takes a seat in the love seat.

“He wasn’t here to talk to me Johnny. I’m just a good fuck.”

“Well duh.” Johnny sighs before he continues. “It was a misunderstanding. You could’ve explained it to him. Shoot, if I wasn’t too busy gawking at his fine ass, I would’ve.”

It would’ve been better to explain it to Yuta. You were simply scared to see if Yuta actually cared for you as a person or not. Your heart might shatter into pieces if he ever rejected you- so you had to do it first.

“I could’ve,” You sigh. “I’m afraid of getting hurt.”

“Who isn’t? Come,” Johnny beacons you over and you find your spot in his lap again. “You just have to be brave enough to face him. No sex. Talk to him.”

He and I have never done much of that...

******************

When you arrive at the company the first thing you see is your secretary.

She greets you brightly and begins to update you on your schedule.

You can't help but notice the prep in her step. "Did something good happen over the weekend, Yeri?"

She shyly smiles. "You can say that, ma'am."

You press a flat smile towards her before carrying on. Then she continues to list your agenda.

"-with the managers today in the meeting at 9am."

You check the time and its 8:45am.

"Lets head over there early then." You collect the file for the meeting and lead the way through the hallway and into the elevator.

Before the elevator door closes, a man reaches forward.

"Coming in."

Your secretary takes a step to the side and gives him room.

"Oh!" Yeri suddenly gasps. "It's you..."

You glance up and watch Yuta find a spot next to her.

Slightly confused and rattled you remain silent, gripping the railing next to you.

"Miss (y/n)." Yuta greets you but doesn't even bother to make eye contact. Instead, he's intensely looking into the eyes of your flustered secretary.

"You look stunning today." He compliments.

Yeri blushes and tries to hide behind her tablet. "Thank you, Sir."

You knew that type of callname and the reason for it. Immediately, the puzzle pieces connect and you couldn’t have been more hurt than you were at this very moment.

A lump forms in your throat and you start praying for the elevator to move faster.

Yuta glances over at your troubled face and he smirks to himself.

Pay back's a bitch.

In the meeting, there was not a second where you were actually paying attention. Towards the end of it, you had enough of Yeri's stupid blushing.

"Yeri, cancel all of my appointments today." You didn't want to deal with all of this. "I'm not feeling well."

Hurriedly she nods, grabbing the phone and calling in for you. "Right away, ma'am."

As soon as you get to your apartment, you strip yourself of all of your clothes and lean against the tile of your bathtub to rinse underneath some hot water. Your whole body felt cold. You needed some form of warmth.

This was a double edged sword. Everything you did in your apartment remind you of him. When you used to take showers together at 5am after a really nice session. The living room area where a few times you’ve cuddled. It was all getting a bit too overwhelming.

How could he just move on to someone else like that?

Did he purposely chose to have sex with your secretary or was this the world trying to tell you something?

You hated it.

You couldn’t hate Yuta though. You were the one who told him to leave.

To your marbled kitchen, you reach for an unopened bottle off wine. Hoping that this would drown out your sorrows. For that night, it did cloud the thoughts you were seeking escape from.

A new project arises whe you get to work. Turns out that Johnny’s company reached out to yours in order to work on a collaboration. Of course because it was Johnny’s company, you immediately agreed to working together. You and Johnny had always complemented each other well.

You call of a meeting with all of the team managers.

“Who would like to work on this project with Suh Corp?”

Johnny rotates around in his rolling chair like a child before speaking up. “Miss (y/l/n), I read over some of your manager’s team stats and the one with the most profits come from Nakamoto’s team...”

You knew exactly where Johnny was going with this and you no longer wanted Johnny to keep talking.

“CEO Suh,” You try to imply for another recommendation. “Manager Lee, here, is also well versed. I’m sure Mr. Nakamoto is already busy working on his line up of projects.”

Lee Minhyung pushes up his rounded glasses and nods slightly. “I’m sure my team can handle it-“

“CEO Suh wants my team to do it.” Yuta finally states. His intense eyes meet yours and your knees become weak. “Clearly our cooperation with Suh Corp is important to our beloved CEO.” His smirk is nothing short from threatening. “My team will take on the project, Miss (y/n).”

You adjourn the meeting and exit the room with Johnny. His hands are in his pockets and he’s clearing enjoying the tea that just unfolded.

“I like him...” Johnny hushes into your ear. “He’s fiesty.”

Yuta catches a glimpse of Johnny’s tall frame dipping down to whisper something in your ear. The very sight makes his blood boil and his attention averts to your secretary.

“Miss Yeri,” Yuta calls out. Knowing that his voice was loud enough to catch attention from you and Johnny. “May I have a word?”

You secretary gushes as soon as she turns around. Yeri glances over at you for permission to chat for a second.

“2 minutes.” Is all you allow them. Two minutes of tolerated jealousy.

Yuta bows towards you with a slight curl in his lip. Smug shit.

Johnny purses his lips together and you cant help but feel your heart tug again. Watching his gaze as he glances downwards to Yeri. Like he used to do to you...

You snap yourself out of it. Johnny chuckles next you before reminding you that the two minutes are up.

“Come on Yeri, we don’t have time to waste.”

Yeri begins to join you but right behind her is Yuta. Following you guys to the elevator.

‘’So CEO Suh,” Yuta begins as soon as the elevator doors shut. “How long have you known our beloved boss?”

“We used to date.” Johnny simply puts out and you start coughing.

Yuta even looks shocked. “I can assume that you and her go way back then.”

Johnny makes things worse by placing his arm around you shoulder. “Way back, Yuta Nakamoto.”

You felt slightly bad that poor Yeri had no context to the situation at all. This was an insider between three of you unfolding in this elevator.

As soon as the drama started, the elevator doors open again and you finally breathe.

Yuta exits but not before he shoots a quick wink to Yeri-like you wouldn’t see it.

The doors close.

Johnny begins laughing. “Yo, this is too funny. Why don’t you guys just make up? This tension is entertaining and all but to drag another person... isn’t it too much?”

Sometimes Johnny’s straightforwardness brought you some misfortune.

“Why’d you ask for him to work with us, you ass?” You slap the side of his arm.

He winces in amusement.

You both remember that Yeri was in the elevator ad turn to her confused expression.

“What are...” She raises a brow.

“Yuta’s a fuck boy, Miss Yeri.” Johnny places a respectful hand on her shoulder. “Don’t fall for his games. His affection only reaches to the bedroom unfortunately.”

You can’t believe Johnny is actually helping you in cleaning up this mess of a love life.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about...”

Then it was your turn to raise a brow. “You’re kidding right?”

Yeri shakes her head. “If you’re trying to say what I think you’re saying: I’ve never slept with him...”

Your mind starts to race because if you were completely wrong with the connections you were making, there were a lot of things you and Yuta needed to talk about.

Johnny then leaves the company after you inform him about the next time there would be a meeting.

“Miss (y/n), I’m so sorry if I over stepped a boundary,”Yeri fiddles with her pen between her fingers while you take a seat at your desk. “I didn’t know you liked Mr. Nakamoto. I simply thought he was just being nice to me because he liked me... I didn’t know-“

“No no Yeri,” You shake your head. “Don’t worry about it, please.”

You are about to end the topic but you still couldn’t get over what she revealed to you. “But, I’m curious about something.”

“What, ma’am?”

“How did you and Yuta begin talking?”

Yeri takes a seat in front of my desk. “He helped my sister home after she got super drunk at this club. He was so nice. It was kind of dark when I met him since he didn’t come inside of our apartment. So when I saw him again at work, I was a bit startled.”

Ah.... “Then why did you call him sir?”

Yeri looks confused. “Because everyone’s older than me.”

I’m a fucking dumbass.

********************

[ Part 3 coming soon ]

[kitayrin]

he knows how powerful he is

[nakamotens]

chensung trying instant coffee

[nakamotens]

johnny wasn’t holding back

[nakamoto]

the lion king (1994)

[nakamoto]

the lion king (1994)

[medusabraids]

yuta: i’d walk through fire for you, just let me adore you!

[limitlesssense]

Why is he posing like that on a roller coaster?!?!

[nakamotens]

life’s good when you’re nct’s favourite hyung

[wonjaekook]

Red Ocean, Black Sky

A/N: Is that enough warnings to turn people away who don’t want to read something like this? Hopefully (lol). I haven’t posted a fic for almost two months now, so hopefully this will make up for the drought. I guess you could call this a labor of love because I reaaaally didn’t intend to make it this long. If you have any feedback or feel like I should add a warning or anything like that, my ask box is open! Anyways, enough of that - enjoy :)

21 Tropes: 9. Organized Crime/Gang/Mafia-esque AU + azure w/Yuta

Description: One incident changes your life, pulling you onto a path of blood and death that you don’t understand. You’re afraid of what Yuta has brought you into and, maybe, with time, you’ll stop being afraid for long enough to ask the right questions.

Word Count: 18k Genre: angst, thriller (is that what you call it? adventure?) smut (barely, check the warnings), fluff (kind of? if you really squint?)

Warnings: violence (gets pretty graphic), blood, death/murder, lots of cursing, alcohol, somewhat sexual/suggestive language, relatively undetailed smut that you can skip (it’s obvious enough when it’s about to come up and starts with the line “The danger of him…” and the clean paragraphs start again with “You wait for the regret…” if you don’t want to read it; it’s only about two paragraphs long)

“Did you hear about what happened to that lady?”

“The one who sings at Kim’s Bar? Yeah, it’s awful.”

You try to make a point of not really listening to your coworkers’ gossipings. What they talk about is never good news. The first girl, Haneul, loves to run her mouth nearly as much as the second girl, Jooyeon, does. You’d think they would have learned better by now, with what all of you do, but they still speak much too freely for your taste.

“Heard they weren’t even after her. Was her brother they were after, but she was just in the way,” Haneul continues.

“Do you know whose side they were on?”

Sometimes it’s hard to block out the chitter and chatter.

“My ma said they went after ‘em because they were affiliated with the Neos.”

“Shit, best not be-”

“Shh!” Jinah, one of your more senior coworkers hisses at the other girls to be quiet when the front door swings open with an inappropriately cheerful chime, revealing three men. You keep your eyes down, not daring to look at their faces. From what you can see of their feet, the one in the middle steps forward and appears to represent the group. You can hear the fake smile in Jinah’s voice as she greets him. “Hello, sir. How can we help you?”

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Johnny, at Starbucks: Can I get a venti vanilla latte with uhh, seven espresso shots?

Ten, next in line: Jesus Christ, just do cocaine.

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[taurusungf]

NO ONE DID IT LIKE HIM .

[nakamotens]

英雄 ; Kick It

[johnnysuhs]

effortless

[tenglows]

30&49 with hendery pls!!! the genre is up to you! i trust you so much in this~~~

[ 30: could we pretend that we’re in love? ] + [ 49: you really didn't realize it was me all along? ]

the prompts ✧ inspired by love alarm

in a world where people acted upon alarms, you never cared to make any noise. you didn’t like the effect love alarm had on society, the way it ruled over it and took away the only conception of truly connecting with people.

you simply never downloaded the app, but you also never made an effort to explain yourself. you weren’t interested in separating yourself from the whole world either. so you chose to make it look like you never fell in love, neither anyone with you.

until, someone did. hendery, your nice co-worker who gifted you chocolates way too often.

you never rang hendery’s love alarm, and he didn’t yours either. he couldn’t understand why, because he was sure he loved you so much, and you said you did too. but you were so ashamed of saying the truth you let him plainly blame himself, if not wonder about all the posibilities of the app not being supported by his software.

it wasn’t really a big deal, downloading the app. but you would be betraying yourself and your morals. you wanted to believe people's words and feelings, not follow what a machine said. that wasn’t humanity.

“could we pretend that we’re in love?” hendery asked one morning, tears in his eyes and cheeks flushed. “do you think that would work, to activate the alarm?”

“i, i don’t know hendery” you replied, not meeting his eye. it was difficult when you lied.

“i just want to know what it feels like”

he had been surrounded by beeps for years, and he had never experienced how it felt. he never saw a number beside the heart on the screen, and he never watched another person’s expression change when a sound announced he was in love with them. there must be something wrong with him, it can’t be that everyone else feels love but him.

you showed up at hendery’s apartment another day, phone in hand with the love alarm opened. it was more than letting your values down, it was putting the person you love first. adapting yourself to a new atmosphere was love too, and hendery was more important than a disruptive technology. you calculated the meter radius within you and the door, and when you figured you were almost at ten, you took a step forward.

a noise echoed through your ears, the heart cartoon bouncing in front of your eyes with a little number one dancing together. it wasn’t long until hendery came out, dashing from his door. he ran when he caught sight of you, smile growing and peeled eyes that didn’t believe what was happening.

“how? what did you do?”

“i simply launched the app” you whispered, showing him the recently created account.

“you never had it?” you shook your head, the boy’s expression falling bit by bit. you observed him put the pieces together in his mind, finally completing the puzzle.

“you really didn’t realize it was me all along? the problem?” your voice shaked. “i never rang your alarm, but i love you. i always have”

“i believe you” he embraced you, and you felt your heart, -the real one- leaping inside of you. “i don’t need an app to know you love me”

he kissed you softly. taking all the time existent: no alarms, no applications, no numbers. it was you and him, lips together in all of the senses. your hearts were unified, in that true manner you always longed for.

even if the love alarm wasn’t his main priority anymore, hendery spent quite some minutes breaking and entering the circle of your sensor, your alarm going off every time, making you burst into laughter. because he liked it, he liked loving. he loved to love you.