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THIS SCREAM ANGST ALL OVER IT. NOO. IT WAS MEANT TO BE PASSIONATE ELEVATOR ESCAPADES AND NOT HEARTBREAKS.

The most heartbreaking lines delivered by Johnny Suh himself.

“I don’t want to give you up but at some point, darling, I have to let you go. Because even when I choose you, you’re not choosing me.”

“Are you ever going to choose me the way I choose you?”

the way I can hear the pain in these words.

BREAK DOWN | JH.S

SYNOPSIS. Private moments between staff members are hard to come by in this teaching hospital, which results in people constantly using the emergency stop in the elevator. People use it to have a little time for themselves—time to laugh, time to cry, even time to get together in more ways than one with their significant others. You had used it yourself with your boyfriend, Dr. John Suh, many times. But never had it been used to break someone’s heart, let alone two. Then again, there was always a first for everything. 

GENRE. angst, hospital!au, doctor!au, established relationship!au, breakup!au PAIRING. Neurosurgeon!Johnny Suh x (f) Surgical Intern!Reader WORD COUNT. 2k+

WARNINGS. abandonment issues

MORNING DAWNS ON SEOUL NATIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL, WHICH IS A NORMAL THING. 

Another normal thing to see is the number of doctors, nurses, and techs rushing in at 6:00 am, when the sun barely breaks through the horizon. They rush to their locker rooms with their sorry excuses of breakfast in hand, grouping together for small conversations, which is also an extremely normal thing. The interns flock together as do the residents with the higher power. The attendings nod at each other before entering their offices with charts to go through. Everything is equally chaotic and as normal as a teaching hospital would be.

The one abnormal thing about this particular morning is that Dr. John Suh—the attending neurosurgeon of SNU Hospital—did not enter the grounds with you. 

Everyone knows about his relationship with the beautiful second-year resident intern. Everyone hears the gossip. So when you don’t come in together, people notice. 

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MY HEART IS FEELING FULL 💚💚 Right back at you 💚💚

doyoung is so sexy and i don't think enough people acknowledge that. reblog this if you agree with me.

the best jaehyun is smiley jaehyun 😁😁

johnny’s solo // nct 127 2nd tour ‘neo city : seoul - the link’

KAI, PEACHES (2021) – “Pretty girl, you’re like peaches. It’s a soft embrace. A sweetness that spreads in my mouth, feels good to be the bad guy. It feels so sweet. Baby, close your eyes. Just feel it.”

I stumbled across this and honestly I was like ROYAL!AU? Sign me tf up !! At the beginning I actually thought she was the crown princess and Doyoung was a rich heir and got confused when her father said "Crown Prince" 😂😂

BUT THIS. UGH. I went in thinking it was something light-hearted. You know, like arrange marriage, they were mutual towards each other until they finally collided - which they opened up and I was like sweet. Until I still needed to scroll?? and I was like - wait a minute 😮 WAS I IN FOR A TREAT.

When Gongmyung appeared, I was kind of like 'oh shit, this can't be good'. And the moment he stated he was leaving I was like "ITS OKAY, THEY GOT THIS,"

"Stop him, Doyoung" I swear, I can hear and feel the pain in this sentence alone. My heart was aching for them but I knew it was a lost cause because, I knew Doyoung was going to end up with the crown and they would get through this. BUT THE KING AND QUEEN waltzing in and telling them to break the marriage OH HELL NO.

I hate the "decide for them because it's for the best" BECAUSE that's the worst type of angst. LIKE NO. YOU DONT GET TO DECIDE. TALK IT OUT 👏👏

"Your Royal Highness." I SHED TEARS. TEARS. I knew there was no coming back. LIKE THAT HIT SO REAL.

you gave us every emotion ? Neutral - the beginning of their marriage , joy - when they opened up and went on that mini holiday, shocked - when Gongmyung decided he was giving up the throne, anger - when the King and Queen broke their marriage, real heartache - knowing that she was carrying and even Doyoung deciding their fate for them for "her best interest", pride - the moment she walked through those doors and stood her ground.

I honestly read this at like 3am and I've never been so wide awake before. I was hooked on every line, emotions bursting through every paragraph and honestly the sigh of relief at the end eased all my emotions. This was such a roller-coaster to read. Thank you sooo much for sharing 💛

before I go (M)

pairing: Doyoung (NCT) + you (reader)

genre: arranged marriage; an equal balance of fluff and angst; smut

word count: 19.8k (at this point i am not surprised anymore lol)

summary: The day has come for you to marry Doyoung and life as a princess is not what you expected. Your new husband is distant and there is trouble stirring within the monarchy. Now more than ever, you are determined to kindle a romance with the prince, but you soon learn that your marriage will be put to the test in ways you could never have imagined.

warnings: mild language; some alcohol use; lots of dialogue involving fertility and pregnancy; explicit sexual content

a/n: listening to before I go by mimi webb; this is a one-shot, there will be no sequels; check the masterlist in my description for other one-shots in this collection; happy reading!

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OKAY, Where do I even start ??,

This whole dribble right here. Shook me to the core. I'm going to talk about this scene right here.

It made the truth slip out through her lips, "That you'll break my heart." She took a deep breath once the words left. Suddenly she was aware that she could never take it back; aware that things could never be the same.

Johnny gave her a tired smile, drunk and dazed. "You're already breaking mine." He chuckled to himself, leaning over to leave a chaste kiss on her forehead.

I am not okay. This broke me to pieces. SHATTERED MY SOUL WITH NO RETURN. HE EVEN GAVE HER A FOREHEAD KISS DESPITE THE HEARTBREAKING CONVERSATION. Like nooooooo. That makes it even more painful. Pulled on my heartstrings like stringy cheese.

What comes after is all we needed from them but this and I couldn't be happier but, THIS RIGHT HERE - SPOKE TO THE SOUL AND LEFT ME OUT ON THE SIDE WALK TOO BLEED.

But honestly, the character development in this was such *muah, chefs kiss*

would u be open to writing about johnny and y/n eventually being in a committed rs?

So I intially thought that I'd save this ask for later, just so I could do the other's and have some mystery for myself. But I ended up thinking about it so much that I just thought I might as well just go ahead and write it. I was dreading this one but it turned out that it was much easier to right than I had anticipated.

This turned out more angsty than I initially thought, also more fluffy then I had in mind when I started this fic. But characters write themselves and this how they choose to be. I hope you like it.

WC: 3.8K

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"Umm sorry for interrupting." Mark spoke sheepishly as he knocked on Johnny's office door, "But you need to confirm if you want to go for dinner this Saturday or next." He asked Johnny.

(Y/N) turned back to look at Mark, "You didn't interrupt, we're just eating lunch." She told him with a reassuring smile, "Want a slice of pizza?" She laughed when Mark's eyes lit up, smiling with a nod as he walked in.

She turned back to Johnny with a curious look, "Are you meeting the new investor for dinner?" She asked as she reached for one of his fries.

Johnny watched her hand snake towards his food, "I asked you if you wanted fries when we ordered and you said no." He pouted, making her giggle deviously.

"I only want yours." She shrugged, making Johnny's lips twitch as he tried not to smile.

"No," He sighed, pushing the fries closer to her. "Mark and I have to meet our cousin's for dinner. Some of them are in town for a wedding. Want to come?" He questioned as he reached for his burger, taking a generous bite. "This place definitely makes the best burgers. You need to take a bite." He got out of his chair to reach across his table to her.

"You want me to meet your cousins?" She questioned, so stunned that even her heartbeat hadn't caught up to the shock. "Why?"

"What do you mean why? Mark's bringing his girlfriend. You're the closest thing I've had to one in years. Think about it."Johnny wiggled his arm to get her attention back to the burger and she took a bite of it with eyes still open wide.

Mark sighed under his breath, but he was standing right beside her. Close enough for her to hear.

"So?" He asked Johnny with a bit more impatience, a small frown marking his face.

"Next Saturday should be fine."

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Last year, the Christmas party had been fun.

Johnny and her ended up on his desk once the party was over. This year the lingering gazes of desire from him were replaced with confused longing. The latter was somehow harder to ignore.

After contemplating the repercussions all evening, (Y/N) gave in when she saw Johnny leave Ten alone to go talk to a producer.

"Can I ask you something?" She questioned Ten, eyes roaming over the room as she made sure Johnny was nowhere in sight.

There was a knowing look in his eyes, one that matched his secretive smile. "Yeah?" He leaned back against a window sill.

"You have to promise not to tell Johnny." She cited, giving him an earnest look that probably looked too desperate since Ten sat up with more attention.

"You have my word." He accepted, "You're my friend too, you know?" He added, the statement catching her off-guard. She hesitated for a moment, losing every nerve she carefully convinced to ask him this. When he gave her the time to find her words, she realised that he was correct. They were definitely friends.

"When was the last time he was in a relationship? Like a real one?" She took a gasping breath, like the words were eager to leave her system.

"He's been in a few relationships here and there." Ten answered with ease, not visibly phased by the statement.

"Really?" She scoffed, getting the answer she expected but wasn't looking forward to.

"Why do you ask?" Ten questioned, brows etching slightly.

She paused, "It was just something he said." She tried to dismiss it. But the look in Ten's eyes told her that he wanted her to be candid too.

She sighed, "He said I was the closest thing he's had to a girlfriend in a long time." She gritted her teeth, feeling a little stupid now about the way she kept replaying the moment ever since he said it. She felt stupid for trying to find the words earnest.

When Ten laughed she felt worse, "Being lied to isn't funny." Her tone was probably sharper than he deserved. He seemed unaffected.

"He didn't lie to you. Johnny's just always been the go with the flow type." Ten shrugged.

When she gave him a confused frown, Ten chuckled. "Most of the time it's been the opposite party who asked if he wants to be in a relationship, a real one like you said. And Johnny just goes along with it." Ten shrugged, "In his words, it's because he can't see why not."

"Oh." She said, nodding more to absorb the information than as a response.

"But Johnny's not a liar, (Y/N)." Ten's tone turned serious, "If he said something to you, it's because he believes it. Johnny doesn't give false hope. He just might be confused about what he wants sometimes."

She tried to compartmentalise all this new information into digestible parts, trying to understand the man who had eluded her ever since the nature of their relationship changed so drastically more than a year ago.

The persistent voice in her head told her that being in a relationship out of acquiescence seemed like giving someone false hope. But she decided not to tell Ten that.

“Thanks. I appreciate the clarification.” She told Ten as she walked away, taking her phone out to call an uber home.

Unlike last year, she decided not to end the night in his bed.

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(Y/N) lay awake in bed, reaching for her phone to check the time. The lack of any messages and the fact that it was 1am made her groan.

Johnny and her seemed to be fighting a lot lately. It bothered her to the point of genuine anguish because she thought casual acquaintanceships were exempt from such holdups. And while she wanted to blame him at the moment, given how livid she still was, she knew that somewhere deep down she was also seemingly always annoyed at him. She knew that she was picking fights with him just because seeing him as angry as she felt inside gave her some petty relief. There was a misplaced sense of consolation in watching the cool and collected Johnny irritated at something she did. It was her retribution.

Every little thing lately seemed to annoy her and (Y/N) hated that. She hated caring about how Johnny never got enough sleep or how he started avoiding telling her who he slept with.

The last thought made her grit her teeth and she turned over in bed in a fit. She knew full well that Johnny was awake right now, so if he was going to ignore her then she wasn't going to apologise either.

She squeezed her eyes shut right like it would somehow trick them into feeling heavier.

It was his fault anyway, she told herself. Asking her to come with him to a dinner with his family and their various significant others was already out of line. But to get mad when she said no was infuriating. He simply had no right to ask these things of her. That last thought played in her head on repeat, her bitterness increasing every time.

Her doorbell ringing out in the empty apartment made her stomach sink into her mattress. With hesitation, she sat up in her bed. An additional knock made her get out of bed to rush towards the door.

When she looked through the peephole, it was a face she didn't recognise.

"What do you want?" She asked nervously. The man looked up and laughed awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I'm Johnny's cousin. When I asked him for his address he gave me this and now he's saying he doesn't have the keys. We probably got the wrong place, I’m sorry." He started to turn away.

She opened the door in a panic, "What happened to him?" She asked, heart clenching.

"Baby!" A soft voice she recognised made her look down across the floor, heart squeezing more than before from the strange term of endearment she'd never heard on his lips before. Johnny sat with his back resting on the wall, hands reaching out to grab the air. "I missed you so much." He pouted, "You should have come today." A small huff left his lips. "I was all alone."

"Sorry." The man spoke sheepishly, "He's had a lot to drink. I was skeptical when he didn’t have his keys but the man at the desk downstairs seemed to recognise him. He even told me the apartment number. I'm sorry for barging in on you this late."

She shook her head with a sigh, "It's fine. Could you please bring him in and put him on the couch?" She asked apologetically and the man nodded.

"You know she doesn't like people coming to her house?" Johnny chuckled as his cousin picked him up, "It took her four months just to ask me to come up to her apartment." He laughed a little louder, the bitterness evident.

She took a step back, biting down her anger at the unnecessary disclosure about her choices to someone she didn't know. When they crossed her Johnny turned to her with a smile.

"Don't worry baby, I won't make him carry me to your room. I'm the only man who's been in there and it'll stay that way." He gave her a nod.

She gave his cousin a worried glance but he kept his head down and carried him to the couch, dropping him harder than necessary.

"I'm sorry you had to deal with this." She told the man. The next moment she realised that it wasn't her place to apologise on his behalf like this. Especially to his own family.

"It's nice to finally meet you, (Y/N)." The man extended his hand to her. She looked down and took it, trying to hide her confusion. "Both Mark and Johnny only say nice things about you."

She looked back up at the man's strange welcoming smile. "You should come for our other cousin's wedding." He told her. Before she could respond, Johnny's laugh made them both turn. This time the bite in it was probably evident to his cousin as well.

"I'll leave him to you." He said, turning to leave.

Once she shut the door, (Y/N) silently walked to her couch, crouching down to the floor to remove Johnny's shoes.

"I'll do that." He tried to jerk his foot away, almost hitting her face. "Oh no." He sat up with a little more attention.

"Just sit still." She snapped at him, not looking up. "I'm too tired to deal with your antics right now, John." She unlaced his shoes with harsh tugs.

"Baby–" He cooed. When she jerked her head up, her eyes shut him up. With a defiant level of petulance, he sat back with his arms crossed in front of him.

She finished taking off his shoes and socks, getting up to pull off his jacket and tie.

"I'll walk." He said with a gentler tone when she tried to tug his arms to lift him. She gave him a nod, walking away towards the kitchen to get him a glass of water.

When she entered her room, he was already snuggled in her bed. She noted his discarded pants and shirt on the floor, reaching down to pick them up.

"You'll seriously catch a cold one of these days. I have one of your t-shirts somewhere. Don't sleep shirtless in December." She placed the glass on the table beside him and walked towards her wardrobe.

When she turned around, Johnny was sitting up and drinking the water. When she reached him, he wordlessly lifted his arms.

Without meaning to, a smile tugged at her lips. She slipped the t-shirt on him, pushing the hair that fell on his face back. Johnny closed his eyes and nuzzled into her touch, sighing with fulfillment.

"You shouldn't have said those things in front of your cousin." Her words were softer now. "It wasn't fair."

"I know." Johnny sighed, fluttering his eyes open. "I'm sorry. I was just angry."

"Anger doesn't give you the right to say what you want. Especially not in front of people who don't even know me."

She took a step away when she realised that she was combing her fingers through his head for too long. When he pouted at the loss of contact her heart squeezed again.

"You also shouldn't have asked me to come with you. Your anger isn't justified, why would you even ask me that?"

Johnny frowned at her words, hurt so evident on his face for a moment that it made her take another step back, completely caught off-guard.

"You didn't want to come and that's fine." Johnny sat back on the bed like he was bracing himself. "But don't tell me that I shouldn't have asked and who are you to say my anger isn't justified? Just because you disregard your own feelings doesn't mean you can do the same to mine."

His last words were like a slap to her face, making her feel more stunned than a real slap could.

She took a slow, deep breath. "I think you should go to sleep. You're drunk." Her jaw ached from it’s tight grip.

"That doesn't change the facts." Johnny frowned.

"I don't disregard my feelings!" She snapped defensively, "Not telling you my feelings is not disregarding them." She stopped, biting down on her lips when Johnny looked up. "We need to sleep." Her words were a warning.

"So is that it?" Johnny's eyes narrowed, "You don't trust me enough to tell me how you feel?"

"No!" She cried, "That's not what this is about. I just don't think it should be your problem." She paused again, brows scrunching in anguish. "Why are you doing this? Why are you here?"

"Do you want me to leave?" He snapped back, immediately looking away from her to the floor.

She sighed softly, "No I don't." (Y/N) kneeled in front of him, putting both hands on his thighs. "Let's just go to sleep, Johnny." Her voice sounded hollow, tired.

With a nervous hesitation, Johnny looked up to meet her gaze. He looked over her face in the tender way he did a lot recently, one of the many things that made her stomach feel heavy with dread.

"What are you so afraid of, (Y/N)?" He swallowed, looking like he was holding onto the question for a while.

It made the truth slip out through her lips, "That you'll break my heart." She took a deep breath once the words left. Suddenly she was aware that she could never take it back; aware that things could never be the same.

Johnny gave her a tired smile, drunk and dazed. "You're already breaking mine." He chuckled to himself, leaning over to leave a chaste kiss on her forehead.

"John." She started without knowing what she'd say to that confession.

"Let's go to bed. I'm hoping one of these days I'll get tired of putting my pride on the line for you." He tried to turn away, movement laboured and clumsy. She got up to help him as a silence settled between them.

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There were a great many number of things Johnny had started believing recently. He believed that the best parts of life existed in the quiet moments. Like at the very moment: when it was still a little too early, stray threads of golden sunlight slipping through her blackout curtains. He reached out to brush his thumb over her cheek, putting off his need for a tall glass of water and a shower just to enjoy this moment as long as he could.

As Johnny expected, she nuzzled into his touch, reaching out for him unabashedly in her sleep in a way she wouldn't if she was conscious. Johnny gave in and moved closer, a small sigh leaving her lips as she put her head on his shoulder.

Johnny also believed that he was more accommodating than he had thought previously. Every time he had apologetically told someone that he was not one to put in too much effort now haunted him. Lately he thought about what Ten told him when Johnny was shocked out of his wits that his best friend had decided to get married.

It was always about the right person and the right time.

Johnny was starting to believe that maybe Ten was wiser than he gave him credit for.

It was much later when Johnny had to give in to his body and finally get out of bed. He put an extra pillow under her head and ignored the small pout that formed on her lips once his dreadfully warm body slipped away.

Johnny used to believe that he was always too warm for it to be comfortable for anyone. Johnny also held the misconception that he didn't care because he was never around too long for it to be a problem.

'You're always so cold,' Johnny had once told her while they lay in his bed one afternoon. Her reply was one he didn't see coming, much like he usually felt around her. She told him she was anemic.

The memory made Johnny crack a smile as he emerged from her bathroom feeling like the shower gave him new skin. He looked through her cupboard to take out one of the hoodies she had worn back from his house. Johnny had started to believe that his clothes looked better on her.

As he found a pair of his shorts that he was trying to find for weeks, a smug realisation hit him that he was everywhere in this space.

Johnny remembered when she reluctantly confessed that, unless it was the ones she was very close to, she just didn't like to have too many people in her home. She definitely did not bring strangers into her bed.

At the time, the words hadn't failed to singe his already bruised pride. At the moment, as he turned away from the neatly folded clothes that belonged to him once, to the vanity that had three perfumes he'd given her on top, he realised that he wouldn't have it any other way.

Johnny used to think that his personal life should be as easy as his professional life was challenging.

Now Johnny believed that all the best things in life were earned.

Johnny considered making some eggs in the way she had taught him one weekend. But his eyes lingered on her sleeping form and he was already pulling back the covers.

Once he was snuggled in and he turned, Johnny realised that she was already awake, watching him with a careful deliberation.

"Hey." Johnny said, hearing his own voice for the first time in the morning.

"Hi." She responded, her own voice sluggish.

"Want me to make you breakfast?" He asked, suddenly feeling shy under her gaze.

She cracked a smile, eyes fluttering shut. "With what cooking skills?" She scoffed.

Johnny laughed, his heart feeling like it could burst through his ribs. Johnny believed that he could almost get used to the sound of it shattering repeatedly.

"I'll take you for breakfast then, get up." He mirrored her posture and put his hands under his head, mostly in an effort to avoid running his fingers through her hair.

A silence fell over them that was as comfortable as it was a delay. They watched each other for a moment, breathing slowly falling into a joined rhythm.

"Ask me again." She finally breathed out what he knew she was deliberating for the entire silence. When he squinted she clicked her tongue, "What you asked me last night. I know you remember. Ask me again." She added and Johnny only realised then that he was actually going to pretend like he didn't remember.

Johnny pulled a hand out from under his head, reaching out to drag his thumb over her hairline. She shivered at the touch, something he knew she would do.

"What are you afraid of?" He asked with a soft voice.

She took a deep breath, one he knew was to gather all her nerves. On his part Johnny waited.

Johnny had started to believe that he was a more patient man than he had ever given himself credit for.

"I'm afraid that I'm falling in love with you." She breathed out. "And it just makes me angry because that wasn't what we signed up for. I'm afraid I'll ruin something good with these feelings that I can't help." She sighed when he cupped her cheek, squeezing her eyes shut.

Her voice shook nervously, "You do these things sometimes that I know are not deliberate.” Johnny had to fight down the urge to hold her through it. He was captivated by the sudden vulnerability in her. “You keep that flavour of ice cream I love in your freezer, you send me pictures of dogs you see on the streets." A laugh stuttered out of her lips, "You hold my hands when you come inside me. You look into my eyes with such devotion when I talk, when you kiss me. It's–" She paused, her breath shaking and this time Johnny realised that she was tearing up. "It's very hard not to fall in love with you. And I'm just afraid that you won't feel the same. Or worse that you'll want to give me hope only to prolong the torture. I didn't say anything because I don't want you to feel obliged to humour my feelings."

She buried her face into the covers, rubbing her eyes into it. "I'm fine with how we are if that's what you really want. Don't just set me up to break my heart. That's what I meant last night."

Johnny was silent mostly because his heart was beating in his throat. A cold sweat made the back of his neck and his palm clammy and after rubbing it against the sheets, he reached out to her.

"What I really want is you.” The confession that was stuck in the confines of his throat slipped out as he braced himself for the bigger one, “I'm afraid I fell in love with you months ago. But I'm always afraid that you'd leave if I told you. I'm afraid of scaring you. But you," Johnny grinned, pulling her with a quick tug that made her yelp.

Johnny kissed all over her face till she giggled and he didn't stop till she protested. "I love you so much, (Y/N). Everything about you makes me feel so utterly sure about it.” He kissed down her neck, arm wrapping around her waist with a confident grip. “Some days you wake up with a frown because you're still tired, or you walk into my office just to steal a kiss and I swear that I can love you forever." He buried his face in her neck, kissing it profusely between laughs.

After a long moment of kisses and laughs, they both lay back to stare at the ceiling, breathing slowly coming down.

“Kun’s going to be so pissed when I quit.” She bit her lip, turning when she felt his gaze on him.

“What?” His brows were furrowed deep. His voice was so small that she had to fall back into his embrace.

“I’m not going to date my boss. You can keep your job, I’m going to keep you.” She kissed his cheek, making Johnny melt into her touch.

There was no way he could argue with that.

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Character From: Chance Encounter

Send me an ask about a character from one of my fics in a scenario and I'll write a drabble.

favorite — jaehyun

Tacos (JJH)

fwb to lovers (?), mentions of sex (this ain't even Suggestive though), kinda fluff (?)

Female Reader X JAEHYUN, 0.362 words

"Jaehyun-"

"Y/n-"

"You go first!" The both of you said in unison and giggles filled the room. "How about you start?" You said and smiled at him. His smile got wider and he giggled, "No you first!" Jaehyun said in a happy tone. "Um, it's nothing that serious, so you go first!" You said and smiled. "Mine's serious!" Jaehyun said and shifted in his place.

His hands folded across his chest and then he looked around. He then softly pulled your hands towards himself, "I like you." He caressed your hands and smiled softly, which was a total contrast to how he was behaving about half an hour ago.

"Well I hoped you did, because like we're doing it, so like you're supposed to like me right? Like you can't have sex with someone you don't-"

"No, I broke the rule. I like you, I have feelings for you."

Your face morphed into confusion and then you pulled your hands from him, he sighed and then tried making eye contact with you. "I had feelings for you since day 1, I agreed to this because I like you." You smiled at him and pulled him closer, your hand ran through his hair and you were in his lap.

You smiled down at him and kissed his nose softly, his eyes were closed when you bent in and you saw his eyes flutter. "I've liked you since Day 1 too." You smiled and saw his eyes open and lock into yours. "We never set any rules, dumbo." You slid his hair back and combed it through your fingers, you saw a small blush spread across his cheeks and you kissed him on the cheeks.

"Wh- What did you want to say?" He gulped and you giggled. "I wanted to ask what we were getting for dinner, but this is good enough too." You smiled at him, his form looked small and his smile was the brightest one you had ever seen. "So, can I be your boyfriend?" Jaehyun whispered softly near your ear and you ran your hand in his hair. "Of course, Jae."

"We're getting tacos for dinner by the way."

Networks: @superm-net @pretty-neos @nct-frathouse @knet-bakery

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magic carpet ride — track video

You really said "y'all are never forgetting about Johnny."

This was so unnecessary. HOW DO I GO ON LIVING KNOWING THAT THIS JOHNNY EXISTS. I CANNOT LOOK AT THIS JOHNNY EVER THE SAME. The teasers were already 😱😱 but you had to take it on another level and JUST /sighs

the giddiness, the fluff, the tension, the fucken dominance. I MIGHT JUST CRY.

PARTY FOR TWO | JH.S

sequel to GOING FOR THE GOLD

SYNOPSIS. Getting ready for Team Korea’s 2020 Olympic Games After-Party was supposed to be breeze and it was—until your boyfriend walked into the room with an unbuttoned satin shirt draped across his broad shoulders. Party completely forgotten, the only thing on your mind was Johnny Suh looking like temptation on legs and you weren’t stopping until you had a taste of him. Even if you had to beg for it. 

GENRE. established relationship!au, olympics!au, smut (minors: do not interact!) PAIRING. Olympic Swimmer!Johnny Suh x (f) Olympic Swimmer!reader

WARNINGS. oral sex (male receiving), dom!Johnny, sub/brat!reader, praise kink, degradation kink, begging kink, exhibition kink, slight asphyxiation/choking, 

WORD COUNT. 3.4k

The 2020 Olympic Games were long over but your relationship with your best friend-turned-boyfriend had barely begun. 

You were scared of things changing but honestly, there was absolutely nothing to fear. Almost everything remained the same—the only changes were that Johnny upped the affection and you could kiss him whenever you wanted to. There was this selfish desire to keep your new relationship development private—to keep that side of your boyfriend to yourself—as you explore this new verse together but that didn’t last very long. 

Both your fans combined were able to piece everything together from your cryptic social media posts on and the subtle hints Johnny dropped on his Olympic vlogs. Some even managed to connect your winning interview back to his saying just for you, leaving you flushing with shyness every time the clip crossed your mind or the internet. 

But none of that mattered. 

All that really mattered now was that you and Johnny were finally together after years of mutual pining and one week of torturous games. All that mattered was that you were happier than ever. 

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the twist at the end. I love it

QUEENIE MY ABSOLUTE DOLL!! CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY HERE AAAAAAH!!! 💕💕💕

whenever you get the chance and inspiration for this, i’d like to request jaehyun + e2l + “You made us enemies. I never wanted this.”

I LOVE ALL OF YOUR WORKS AND ALL OF YOU I AM SO GLAD TO HAVE MET YOU IN MY LIFETIME BABY GIRL I LOVE YOU AAAAHHH

[a/n] EM!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND I'M SO GLAD TO HAVE YOU AS MY FRIEND!!♡♡ although i finished your request a while ago, i wanted to post this on your birthday hehe so happy birthday, em!! enjoy your day to the fullest and thank you so much for everything you've done for me<333 i had so much fun writing this request so i hope you'll like it!!

PAIRING. jaehyun x female!reader GENRES. romance, rich kid!au, enemies-to-lovers!au PROMPT. "you made us enemies. i never wanted this." WORDS. 843

There was a certain monotony to the life of the 1%.

But as much as you hated how everyone simply just knew each other and their business — pretty much like a small, gated community, albeit a privileged, small, gated community — you couldn’t deny how much you enjoyed the lavish parties, the private jets and vacations, and even the dreaded and tacky polo matches between various families that came from old money.

Speaking of dreaded, tacky polo matches, today was the annual summer polo fundraiser match. A tradition started by the old business tycoons of the country that was eventually passed down to your generation.

Although you weren’t one to enjoy sweating underneath the scorching sun, you couldn’t miss the opportunity to buy new polo shirts from Thom Browne and Bottega Veneta and a pair of new riding boots from Alberto Fasciani, to see your polo pony and ride it, and of course, to catch up with some close friends.

You handed your empty flute of champagne to a waiter passing by before grabbing another one from the tray they were holding. You sipped slowly as you carefully watched the polo match that was currently unfolding in front of you. It was a seven-minute chukka meant to determine which team would be able to pick their respective opponents if they came out as the winner.

The referee blew his whistle, marking the end of the chukka. Jung Jaehyun’s team came out as the winner and therefore, he was in a position to pick out everyone’s opponents for today’s event.

You tried not to roll your eyes at how smug he seemed when he picked your team as his team’s opponent. You never understood why he enjoyed riling you up so much. For as long as you knew him, he’d be more inclined to annoy you especially on days where you decided to ignore him.

But despite the slight irritation you’d feel whenever he showed a triumphant smirk, you couldn’t deny how attractive that man was. You couldn’t ignore how his polo uniform fit him so perfectly, how the beads of sweat seemed to glisten over his tanned skin, his red tongue poking out of his–

Whoa, that was enough of your head being in the gutter. You could already hear your friends snicker at your lack of subtlety.

“Careful,” Seulgi sang, “or you two might just have to skip your match to have a little quickie in–”

“Don’t even think about finishing that sentence, Kang Seulgi,” you warned her with a small huff, even if her words spoke the truth.

“Please, we all know what’s going to happen between the two of you when your match ends.” Jennie snorted.

You were about to retort back when a tenor voice cut into your conversation. “And what exactly is going to happen between the two of us when our match ends, hmm?”

Really, if you were to get a dollar for every time you rolled your eyes at Jaehyun, you’d probably be richer than Jeff Besos and have your eyes stuck to the back of your head from rolling them so much.

“Buzz off, Jung,” you waved him away with a gloved hand. “Stay away from me until the end of our match.”

“Awn,” Jaehyun cooed. “Why the attitude, baby girl? Angry that we’re up against each other?”

You scoffed loudly in a lame attempt to cover how flustered you were by the nickname he had given you. Why was he even calling you that in public?

“A-as if! You made us enemies. I never wanted this.”

“Enemies? Aren’t we being a bit over-dramatic today?”

At your deadpanned expression, Jaehyun smirked at you as he lowered his face to your level. “Oh, come on. It wouldn’t be our first time playing against each other and it wouldn’t be your first time losing to me either.”

You glared at him with crossed arms. “Please, last time I checked, our score was 50 to 49. And the 50 was for me.”

The male raised his brow with a lopsided grin. He really shouldn’t be looking this attractive, right now. “Care to have a friendly wager with me?”

Your lips pursed at his proposal, but you were confident that you and your team were going to win the upcoming match against him. “What do you have in mind?”

Jaehyun laughed at your question, his laugh sounding melodious to your ears. “If I win, then you will have to take some time off from work and go with me to Greece for two weeks.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Fine, and if I win, you’re taking care of the house chores for the next three months.”

For the first time, Jaehyun didn’t seem too confident. “It sounds like the bet is too skewed in your favour.”

“Awn, is someone scared of losing?” you provoked him with a teasing tone.

Your provocation seemed to have worked as Jaehyun shook your hand while sucking his teeth.

“You’re on, wifey.”

You snickered and blew a kiss to him.

“Don’t complain when you lose, hubby.”

not me reading this first and being lost 🤦‍♀️ OKAY BUT THE CHANGE FROM THE FIRST AND SECOND CHAPTER?? THE BOLDNESS IN JAEHYUN?? I APPROVE. At first I got Nevertheless vibes(no I did not watch but I've heard enough haha) and was like 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩 Abort mission.

but then the navigator of meeting her for the first time 🥺🥺 I AM WEAK

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SUMMARY. You’d be considered lucky to have computer science genius Jeong Jaehyun as your TA, but not for academic reasons. 

GENRE. college!au | fluff

pairing. comp sci TA!jaehyun x fem!reader

word count. 2.4k+ words

author’s note. jkhdkdjhf one more part and this short series will be complete uwu happy reading!

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Avoid Jaehyun like the plague. 

Avoid him at all costs. At all times. 

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SUMMARY. You’d be considered lucky to have computer science genius Jeong Jaehyun as your TA, but not for academic reasons. 

GENRE. college!au | e2l!au | fluff 

pairing. comp sci TA!jaehyun x fem!reader

word count. 2.0k+ words

author’s note. i blame nct for my endless pain. that is all. happy (prob not so happy because writing this gave me pain) reading!

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TAKE THE LEAP | JH.S | TEASER

written for @notnctu​‘s BEGINNINGS collab “This summer is going to be different. This is the summer we face our fears. Together.”

SYNOPSIS. Johnny Suh has always had a fear of heights and falling from high places. He’d rather keep his feet planted to the ground at all times. But once, just this once, he thinks he’s ready to plummet from the skies because he’s falling all in you.

GENRE. childhood friends!au, friends-to-lovers!au, summer vacation!au, camping!au, fluff, smut (minors: do not interact!) PAIRING. Johnny Suh x (f) Reader  TEASER WORD COUNT. 2k  TOTAL WORD COUNT. 14k

RELEASE DATE. September 3rd, 2021

WARNINGS. language, cliff diving, sexual tension, mentions of food and alcohol consumption, sexual themes (soft dom!Johnny, car sex, oral: female receiving, fingering, penetration, praise kink, exhibition kink, multiple orgasms)

PLAYLIST. just friends - jonas brothers | the way i feel inside - the zombies | something more - aly & aj | i don’t want to miss a thing - aerosmith | even if it kills me - jason mraz | you belong with me - taylor swift | paper rings - taylor swift | off my face - justin bieber | share your address - ben platt 

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BROOO. I am not okay

hello queen! may i request a drabble with Johnny (NCT 127) with the friends to lovers! au prompt and the quote “if I kiss you, I don’t think I’ll he able to stop” Please and thank you 🥺💗

-- member: johnny suh au: friends to lovers prompt: “if i kiss you, i don’t think i’ll be able to stop.” word count: 837

hello, steph!! i hope you like it!!

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“Johnny?” you call a bit timidly. Your best friend shifts his gaze from his phone to you. Both of you are laying on your twin bed in your dorm room, bodies only centimeters apart. You can practically feel the heat radiating from his body as he moves to angle his body to face you, head cocked up by his elbow. 

Sometimes having a university heartthrob as a best friend is hard. Sometimes, he’s too handsome to look at that you don’t dare hold his gaze, especially in moments like this— when he’s just a breath away. 

“What’s up?” he asks, noticing your frown. He also picks up the nervous fiddling of your fingers and your tense frame.

“Do you— do you think it’s sad that I’m in college and I haven’t had my first kiss yet?” you spit out, your face flushing with heat. 

You find it embarrassing that you were lacking in experience when it came to love. You never had a boyfriend, gone on a date, or done anything romantic of the sort. The closest you’ve gotten to dating was hanging one-on-one with Johnny but then again, that was just spending time with your best friend. During those days, though, you would occasionally feel butterflies erupt from the pit of your stomach when he would look at you a certain way. 

“Hey, no,” Johnny reassures you gently with a soft touch to the hand. “You really shouldn’t feel ashamed about that stuff.”

“Says you,” you huff back. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

You give him a dead stare. “Johnny, really? Have you seen yourself?”

“I mean, yeah. I look in the mirror every day,” he retorts with a smirk. You roll your eyes at his answer.

“Where did this all come from?” he asks.

You pout. “I just hear my roommate talk about her dating and like sex experiences all the time and I just wonder— I don’t know,” you trailed off, bringing your arms around to hug yourself. 

“Look,” Johnny starts, drawing comforting circles into your skin. “I know it’s hard to not compare but you really shouldn’t live by comparing your experiences to hers. You have to live your own life, you know?” 

“I know,” you sigh. “But sometimes, I just wish I had my first kiss by now.” You talk about wanting to kiss someone who you’re comfortable with, someone that makes you feel safe.

Johnny looks at you with a weird expression on his face as you prattle on about wanting to get that experience off your checklist. His eyes search your face with a concentrated stare and you feel it piercing through you. 

You’re babbling at this point, running off at the mouth. “Like, I don’t know. At times, I think about asking you to kiss me,” you say and you gasp after realizing the words that left your lips. You bring your hands to your mouth to cover them as he freezes. 

He says your name and you shut your eyes. Bringing a hand to his face, you shush him before he completes his sentence, “Can you just forget I said that?” 

Johnny chuckles, the low sound making your heart pound erratically against your chest. He takes your hand in his and your heart rate increases again. You never knew it could beat so fast; it feels as if you just sprinted a lap and you’ve lost your breath. You’re flushed, your face growing hotter and hotter with each passing second.

“I don’t think so,” Johnny teases. His large hand cups the side of your cheek and his thumb strokes the apple of your cheek a bit too fondly. His smile lights up his face, amused at how he’s rendered you speechless. 

“I wouldn’t mind being your first kiss,” he quietly confesses, his voice softer than usual.

“Huh?” Suddenly his face is so much closer to yours-- just one move and he could claim your lips. Your eyes sneak a quick peek at his plump ones before they meet his. His deep brown orbs are staring straight into your soul and you’re suddenly drowning in the ocean of his eyes.

You shouldn’t feel this way—Johnny’s your best friend but when he’s looking at you like that, you just can’t help yourself.

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for a while, actually.”

“W-why?”

“Because I like you.”

“Oh,” is all you can reply to his bold statement. 

He’s even closer now. You can feel his eyelashes brush against your cheek. “It’s just that…”

“That?” 

“If I kiss you, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.”

“Then don’t stop,” you whisper, finally holding his gaze. You see a sense of excitement and relief swimming in his eyes and he grins widely before pressing his lips against your own. You push back shyly before his arm wraps around your middle and tugs you so that there’s no space in between.

It’s a weird sensation, having someone kiss you, but it’s nice— you could definitely get used to this.

SCREAMMMMSSSS - THIS WAS PURE GOLD.

I honestly couldn’t be the only one that was thinking ‘deadass, these beds won’t stay intact if these athletes end up having sex during the olympics. LIKE - ATHLETES. You gave cardboard beds to one of the strongest people alive.

BUT - FOR YOU TO PUT THIS IDEA WITH THE ONLY AND ONLY JOHNNY SUH? FUCK - I WAS WEAK FROM THE TEASER.

“Best friends,” he said, lips pressing into your skin. “Best, best friends.” - THIS LINE BROKE ME. BROKE ME IN ALL WAYS. THE HELL, KEEP YOUR FLIRTING TO A MINIMUM. I was not ready for the teasing, who knew I was going to be in for an even more scarier ride.

I was not prepared for Johnny to be so straightforward ?? AND YOU MR. MARK LEE. YOU STARTED THIS.

“Trust me, resisting you wouldn’t be a challenge at all.”  Okay OKAY, MR HOTSTUFF CALM DOWN. I didn’t think I could be so affected by words. The flirting you had Johnny do, LIKE GIRL - I would say a prayer to stop myself from giving in too. The tension, the build up was absolutely CHEFS KISS*

He dipped his head to lick at the sweet, your eyes watching as he did so. His pink tongue licked a stripe, humming sensually at the taste before taking a huge bite out of it. Never breaking eye contact with you, his mouth sucked at the treat as you remained rooted to your place. “Well, I’m awake now.”

I literally kept chanting “oh no, no, no, no,” LIKE THE ACTUAL FUCK. HE DID NOT. I was already calling for a time out and nothing even happened yet. THEY DIDN’T EVEN TEST OUT THE BEDS. HECK, IT WASN’T EVEN SHOWN THAT THEY COMPETED YET - I WAS GOING CRAZY AT THIS POINT. AND THEN YOU HIT US WITH THE “Will you let me have a taste?” EYE- SIR, IT IS ALL YOURS.

Honestly, I was so hooked into their chemistry, may have forgotten they were competing for the olympics, oops- i blame Johnny throwing in pet names “pretty girl, love, sweetheart, babe,” and then his character of the ‘bestfriend’ coming to light again with his support and calling her Flip. LIKE THIS IS TOO MUCH FOR MY WEAK HEART AND SOUL TO HANDLE, especially when he goes and says “Want me to fuck it out of you? It’ll help with the nerves, I’m sure.” LIKE NO JOHNNY, YOU MAKE US NERVOUS.

JAEHYUN YOU SAVIOUR AND PROBABLY THE MOST SANE PERSON IN THE VILLAGE. YOU DESERVE MORE THAN A GOLD MEDAL FOR KNOCKING SENSE INTO EVERYONE. I’LL SEND YOU ALL THE KNITTING EQUIPMENT YOU NEED. GO KNIT YOURSELF A BLANKET TO KEEP YOU WARM LIKE THE BEST BOY YOU ARE.

THE DREAM, BRUHHH. I WAS ETERNALLY SCREAMING, BECAUSE YES ?? FINALLY ?? AND FOR IT TO BE A DREAM?? The absolute betrayal. AND honestly, I think Johnny knew. He knew she was going to cave in, HE WAS THERE AT EVERY CORNER AND OPPORTUNITY. COCKY BASTARD I SWEAR.

BUT THE SHOWER SCENE. YOOOOO, I was not expecting that ??? @jeongvision definitely caught me off guard with that scene. LIKE IT WAS FKN SPICY BUT WET (i apologise for my joke). LIKE, not Johnny going “Please what, babydoll?” Like the alpha male he is and to also go “Don’t worry, love. I’ll take care of you.” LIKE, you can’t assume I would be okay? LIKE NOT IN THE MIDDLE OF A SMUT SCENE.

I assumed the beds would’ve came first, but seeing how the story progressed, but heart did a little jump. I can’t believe jealousy and realising feelings through Jaehyun and the LIVE love confession was going to be apart with this. LIKE IT SEEMED SO CHEERY, FUN AND GAMES. So when that last scene came, BOYYYYYYYYY- truth be told, if Johnny wasn’t going to fuck her so hard that the bed broke, I WAS GOING TO RAISE HELL. IT HAD TO BREAK, ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL THE TENSION YOU HAD PUT US THROUGH THIS WHOLE FIC. You even ended the intense scene so heartfluttering LIKE HOW. You’re not human at this rate.

You know that moment you get when something ends and you’re just like “what the fuck. What the actual fuck just happened?” BECAUSE YEAH, that’s exactly what happened and I held off and reread it again when this was published. THANK YOUUU for letting me relive the Tokyo 2020 Olympics again. You absolutely hit it out the of the park with this one, and i know you said smut was so hard, but !!!!! *Johnny SUH puppy eyes* IF YOU EVER CONTINUE - you know I’ll be running right into first place. As always, THANK YOUUUUU FOR SHARING. This story was an absolute blast !

GOING FOR THE GOLD | JH.S

SYNOPSIS. 10,305 individual athletes participating in the 2020 Tokyo Olympics Games. 10,305 frustrated athletes trapped inside the bubble they called the Olympic Village with no means of leaving the grounds or releasing their pent up stress. Amongst the almost indestructible cardboard beds that were rumored to prevent athlete contact and the condom supply they supposedly cannot use, the message the Olympic organizers tried to send were mixed. Many athletes saw this as a challenge, one athlete being Team Korea’s one and only, John Suh. The famed swimmer was ready and willing to take on this challenge but he couldn’t do it alone. He needed a partner for it and you—best friend, fellow teammate, and competitive swimmer—were the perfect match.

GENRE. Olympics!AU, Swimming!AU, Teammates!AU, Friends-to-Lovers!AU, comedy, fluff, smut (minors: do not interact!)

PAIRING. Olympic Swimmer!Johnny x (f) Olympic Swimmer!reader

WARNINGS. food and beverage consumption, language, sexual tension, religious imagery, various sexual themes (soft dom!Johnny, sub!reader, hints of pansexual!Johnny, praise kink, mirror kink, exhibition kink, oral sex: female and male receiving, mention of sex toys, penetration, begging, slight  choking)

WORD COUNT. 27.2k

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OKAY, BUT THE LOVE AND ANTICIPATION I HAVE FOR THIS SERIES 💛

[Untitled] – M.L Chapter 12

Pairing: Mark Lee x Reader

Genre: College au, Mafia au

Word Count: 3.5K

Summary: So, you just found out your boyfriend happens to run one of your brother’s biggest rival gangs and now you’re stuck with a pouty sibling, an overprotective boyfriend and an ex-friend/assassin on your ass.

Warnings: gang activity, corruption of government, suggestive. Rated: T

A/N: ok so this was supposed to be 11.5 and 12 but I didn’t like how that looked on the masterlist so it’s just Chapter 12. Also, idk why but whenever there’s a villian in my series, I always write hit part with a british accent,, it’s why sometimes theres a shift in tone when I’m writing a dialogue part lol.

Masterlist, Original Snippet, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3 Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9 Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12,

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Where do I start. Queenie knows my hate relationship with angst. If I could show you the screenshots from our conversation about this fic being posted. I literally saw her warnings and told her to “FUCK OFF.” And after endless nights, my opinion still stands. (Maybe ask her to send a screenshot of what I had sent her right before I posted this 🤧)

Everything seemed innocent and fine with all the introductions and I assumed it was a slow paced friends to lovers!au with all the other warnings. My heart crashed when I read “Come on my love,” he cooed as he kissed you on your naked shoulders. “You know you’re the only one in my heart. What are you so worried about?” I KNEW I WAS IN FOR TROUBLE. Prince Hendery was being arranged to get married whilst having a lover ? This was not about to end well. I was not ready for the roller coaster of emotions I was about to experience.

The appearance of Yuqi was unexpected. It was common to have maids and I guess with everything happening I forgot there was meant to be one. And honestly, the dialogue between Yuqi and her Lady, shattered me. Whilst Yuqi cried for her Lady, I was millimeters away from scrapping this whole fic together. My heart clenched so hard for them both and I was honestly at breaking point. Yuqi was honestly my emotional support as she was to her lady. The conversation with her father and Xiaojun enroute to the wedding probably had me stay. I felt for her so much, I honestly wanted to just whisk her away on Cinderella’s pumpkin carriage instead.

What I didn’t;t expect was her affair with Hendery to continue. But I guess, like how everyone else saw it, she was happy, although unfunctional on her days without Hendery, she found happiness in him. Some would argue that Hendery was being selfish, he didn’t need to expose their relationship like that during Christmas, but I believe it was an act of determination from his part.He mentioned he had plans right ? I believe it was a movement against his mother, but I guess they weren’t strong enough. And at this point, I don’t even know how I would’ve wanted this to end. Did I want them together, did I not want them together ? Who was going to get the happy ending?

I knew I made the wrong mistake of not throwing this fic away before the halfway mark and with Yuqi crying for her Lady. When Hendery uttered the words ‘Be my mistress,” I wanted to hurled my fist in his face. THE FUCKEN AUDACITY. I say this in the way of the context of their argument and not about the whole picture of their relationship, because yes - she was the mistress, but to be formally asked to be his mistress and have the audacity to say “You would do it because you love me,” and maybe there was a reason her father and Xiaojun never favoured their relationship. Whilst she and Hendery were blinded by their love, I believe the two had the most realistic view of their relationship. It would only end in heartbreak and suffering. And with all the dialogue that went down, the sigh of relief that came out when “No,” you said as you looked down. “No.”

Whilst this is probably one of the first times I’m in relief that the main leads didn’t end up together (I’m talking about addressing/advertising your fic to be Hendery-do I make sense or is it because it’s 1am here 😂). Hendery differently needed to push harder and honestly “Despite Hendery’s promises, he never really acted upon them,” have never rang so true. I guess they were young and were in such an innocent love they tore them apart. Although they didn’t become monsters, they would definitely struggle to heal from the wounds of their so called love.

And yes - I made it to the end. You didn’t fucken again. Dear Queen of angst, I reiterate. I am not your strongest soldier.

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PAIRING. king louis xiv!hendery x female!reader (feat. molière!sicheng) GENRES. romance, angst, drama, love triangle, historical!au  WORD COUNT. 30k

part of the NCT HISTORICAL COLLAB hosted by @puppywritings​​ 

SYNOPSIS. king louis hendery XIV, king of france, had always reassured you ever since you were children that you were to be his wife and the future queen of france when you became his one and only significant other at the tender age of sixteen years old. but when a war that seemed to never end threatened the existence of the kingdom, he had no choice but to put your promise together temporarily on hold. 

and you were left wondering if there was even a happy ever after with him to begin with.

WARNINGS. love triangle/square?, arranged marriage, cheating, explicit language, kinda toxic relationship, mentions of war, alcohol consumption, implied nsfw but nothing explicit. 

DISCLAIMER. while the story contains some historical facts, it is purely fictional and any similarities are coincidences.

PLAYLIST. salvatore by lana del rey • yes to heaven by lana del rey • la vie en rose by édith piaf • je te laisserai des mots by patrick watson • rêverie, l. 68 by debussy • aphrodite by honey gentry • moi c’est (slowed version) by camelia jordana • a thousand years by christina perri 

TAGLIST. @crescent-iak​ @kunrengui​

[a/n]: i would like to give a biG FAT THANKS TO MY FAVOURITE VIRGO @jeongvision​ for not only proofreading this fic, but for also brainstorming and screaming about this monster at 2-3am in the morning. thank you so much em for pushing me through this process and helping me flesh out this whole thing! ilysm, i cannot thank you enough for supporting me through this!!

it’s been a while since i’ve last posted and written something this long. it’s also been a while since the last time i’ve felt proud about a story, so, i really hope you will all enjoy this story as much as i enjoyed writing it! and pls let me know your thoughts and comments! ♥ 

Louis Hendery Dieudonné, son of King Louis XIII and Anne of Austria, was regarded as a divine gift and his birth, a miracle of God, as his mother had experienced four stillbirths before giving birth to him. To his parents, he was their precious heir. To the people, he was a divine wonder. 

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THE EXCITEMENT I HAVE FOR THIS. I SMELL TENSION 🔥🔥

GOING FOR THE GOLD | TEASER

SYNOPSIS. 10,305 individual athletes participating in the 2020 Tokyo Olympics Games. 10,305 frustrated athletes trapped inside the bubble they called the Olympic Village with no means of leaving the grounds or releasing their pent up stress. Amongst the almost indestructible cardboard beds that were rumored to prevent athlete contact and the condom supply they supposedly cannot use, the message the Olympic organizers tried to send were mixed. Many athletes saw this as a challenge, one athlete being Team Korea’s one and only, John Suh. The famed swimmer was ready and willing to take on this challenge but he couldn’t do it alone. He needed a partner for it and you—best friend, fellow teammate, and competitive swimmer—were the perfect match.

GENRE. Olympics!AU, Swimming!AU, Teammates!AU, Friends-to-Lovers!AU, comedy, fluff, smut (minors: do not interact!)

PAIRING. Olympic Swimmer!Johnny x (f) Olympic Swimmer!reader

WARNINGS. food and beverage consumption, language, sexual tension, religious imagery, various sexual themes (praise kink, mirror kink, exhibition kink, oral sex: female and male receiving, mention of sex toys, penetration); more warnings may be added as story is still being written!

TEASER WORD COUNT. 888 (est. 17k total)

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petition for ten to cover toxic by britney spears. vocals. dance. everything.