kennedy :(

kpop fanboy!eren who runs a famous stan account for his favourite kpop group — but mostly only famous himself because most fans stan him instead

kpop fanboy!eren who regularly posts dance videos or makes fan based tiktoks about the group. kpop fanboy!eren whos even been noticed by some of the groups on twitter when they do occasional menpas.

kpop fanboy!eren who makes a group chat for a meet up at a concert for his favourite group in his city. kpop fanboy!eren who adds you into the chat, unknowing of how cute you are. he doesn’t realise at first — being chat admin comes with it’s responsibilities and for awhile he’s unaware of who you are.

but one day kpop fanboy!eren checks your account out of curiosity and it’s absolutely star struck by how pretty you are. kpop fanboy!eren who dms you privately to get to know you. kpop fanboy!eren who no longer talks in the chat but never fails to text you throughout the day.

“fuck, you’re much cuter over the screen.”

kpop fanboy!eren‘s voice is deep as you cover your giggle with the back of your hand. why exactly was he facetiming you again?

kpop fanboy!eren who’s chats are suggestive despite his constant tweets about turning down advances from other fangirls. kpop fanboy!eren who asks if youd like to meet up a few hours before the kpop concert.

kpop fanboy!eren who takes you out for a meal at the kbbq place not too far from the venue.

“damn, you’re even cuter in person” he says as he hugs you hello.

kpop fanboy!eren who tells you to slip with him into his section of the concert venue so that you’re closer to the stage. kpop fanboy!eren who tells you to come with him to the toilets real quick before the concert starts — something about one of his contacts flying out.

however, once you step out of the arean seating area, kpop fanboy!eren softly leans you up against the wall of the hallway and you have to ask him what’s wrong.

“can i kiss you right now?” he asks, breath hitched and hands warm on your waist.

“what happened to your contacts? they’re okay now?” you muse although you can feel your heart picking up at his advances.

“they were always fine.” he rolls his eyes. “just wanted an excuse to get with you alone.”

and you figure that was the idea but you didn’t want to jump to conclusions. regardless, youre leaning in first so that he can get the message. kpop fanboy!eren takes the initiative and lightly kisses you as he meets you half way.

but the kiss doesn’t stay innocent for along and soon the both of you are gripping at each others faces and pressing into the other.

“okay, now i need to go to the bathroom.” he breaths and you understand what he’s getting at.

kpop fanboy!eren ends up fucking you over the sink in the communal toilets. his moans are so loud, garbling on about how he’s been waiting so long for this.

every time someone accidentally steps in, you have to abashedly cover your face because most of stan tweet were literally at this show. but kpop fanboy!eren didnt care about who saw, and that aroused you even more because he had more to lose than you did.

the both of you hear the thundering opening of the kpop act coming on stage and you want to get angry at the man but you cant! he was digging you out so good that maybe missing just the first few minutes werent so bad.

“ren…ren…t-the show.” you whine with the back of your head leaning against the mirror.

kpop fanboy!eren doesnt let up — he just continues fucking into your wet cunt.

“fuck the show. right now…im f-fucking…fucking you.”

kpop fanboy!eren pulls out at the last minute and ends up cumming onto your concert fit. you have in mind to be mad at him but the sparkling glow in his eyes and the way he still reaches in for a kiss changes your mind.

both you and kpop fanboy!eren go back to the arena area to watch the rest of the concert and you enjoy it regardless. you just both make sure to mute your usernames on the timeline once it’s finished.

oh my god. manifesting for myself 🙏🏽🙏🏽

𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 - 𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧 나재민

*ೃ༄. *ੈ✩‧₊˚

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff | slight angst | established relationship | hurt comfort

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: jaemin x afab reader

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: mentioned of jealousy

≡;- ꒰ ° you didn’t have the courage to confront about the event that happened at work. ꒱

⋆.ೃ࿔* a/n: this would be my first nct content in this account. a bit excited and scared if it isn’t good. Enjoy! (The title doesn’t have anything related to the actual writing, i just ran out of ideas lol

Both of you had acknowledged the consequences when it comes to falling in love while working the same job. A job that requires you to work harder for people to like you, a job that requires so much communication or else the world could turn a blind eye and sees you differently. It could turn the unconditional love into pure hatred in a blink of an eye.

Jaemin was the most sweetest human you had met since debut, until now. He would be sweet to anyone he bumped into. Although sometimes that sweet behaviour of his could really made you feel a bit downgraded, maybe it was just a you problem. You should start shoving the jealousy thought at the back of your head each time award events comes around. A bad image won’t do any good and that’s the last thing you wanted to do before you die.

This subject was brought up a few months ago. You can’t really remember when, maybe it was a small peep talk with Jaemin alone.

He was okay with it. Jaemin didn’t have any intentions to make you feel bad. He knows your limit and the opposite same goes to you. If he has to pull away from someone he would. He had understood you too much, you wish you could do the same.

Now when you sit back, alone while reflecting yourself, maybe you were the problem.

The sound of Jaemin calling your name echoed, grabbing your attention and your eyes searched for the male that was sitting in front of a vanity. “Does your wound still hurts love? You don’t have to force yourself. I don’t want your injury to get worse.” He wasn’t turning his back but he managed to see you through the mirror reflection. Of course you looked at him, except- something was a bit off.

This would be the first full (even though it’s short) conversation you had with jaemin throughout the day. He had been talking more with the temporary stylist. The previous stylist went on maternity leave, more like his stylist since she was in charged of Jaemin. No one really knew anything about the new temporary staff. She looked a bit younger than most of the people here. But mostly Jaemin had been the only person she talks to a lot today. It went from exchanging laughters to getting closer. Maybe a bit too close. Yet you didn’t want to sound like you’re possessive about it.

So you deny the thoughts in your head and ignored it.

“I’m good.” You replied dryly.

There was a concerned look on Jaemin’s face but it soon faded away when he starts getting back in conversations with the staff.

It definitely stung a little more than your wound. But who were you to tell him what to do?

“talk to him y/n. You’re hurting yourself even more.” Mark told you.

-

Jaemin had never felt more unease in his life. Feeling like something had gone wrong that made you upset. Because even if you were, you would’ve confessed and settled it on spot. He had practically asked all of the members why were you were acting this way and asked a million times if there was something going on that he didn’t caught up.

Sadly the members turned a blind eye and just shrugged. Repeating the word ‘I don’t know, just go and ask her’.

You were nowhere to be seen except for the award ceremony. It was the last time he had saw you before you disappear somewhere. Jaemin didn’t get the chance to ask you about it.

It did weirded him out since you were the most calmest person that rarely gets annoyed or upset. It takes a lot for it to happened. Maybe there was something big that had happened that made you uncomfortable? That was what Jaemin had set in his mindset.

After the events ended, everyone returned to their respective hotel rooms while Jaemin managed to catch you at the private lobby room, alone while cuddle yourself by the sofa, the oversized hoodie was a replacement of a blanket, snoozing with earphones in. You probably didn’t acknowledged his presence but your eyes fluttered open when you realised he was stroking your cheekbone.

“Why didn’t you nap in our bed baby?” His tone has soften. You didn’t answer, a loud sigh left your lips as you tried to stand up and walk away only for it to be blocked by him. There was a hurt expression in his eyes. “why are you ignoring me love. Did I do something wrong?”

The silence you gave him was making it uncomfortable for the both of you. He was looking at you, but you didn’t even look at him back. Maybe Jaemin had thought about a thousands time about what he did today just to think of what he did to make you upset.

Until he finally remembered.

“i stopped talking to her. I didn’t realise she was so close to me until a few minutes when she asked me out.” Jaemin said.

“go and have fun with her, she was practically all over you and you didn’t stop-”

“all I could think on my mind was when will haejin return so I could stop worrying about what you were thinking. I didn’t mean to make you feel low love but still, I’m sorry.” his hand brought up to brush away the few strands of hair and planted a kiss on your forehead. It did soften your tensed heart, your eyes caught on his and he smiled at you.

“You’re the only woman that I want by my side y/n. Will you forgive me baby?”

Jaemin stared at you and waiting for your answer. You aren’t the type of person to hold grudges for long. The faster the problem is solved, the easier it gets.

“Just once.” You replied and Jaemin nodded. His hand intertwined with yours and you buried your face in his chest as he hugs you.

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Love Me More, 2022.

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Crazy In Love

She can't get him out of her mind.

She can't stop thinking about that beautiful smile, the way his voice is oh so soft whenever he speaks to her as if he's scared he'll damage her more than she already is. She can't stop thinking about the way everything about him is soft and how he radiates an indescribable aura of warmth everywhere he goes. There's something incredibly special about him, and something that has her soul constantly being tugged towards him. It's like the further she gets from him, the worse the pain in her fragile heart gets; come to think of it, she's not even sure if she possesses her own heart anymore. It's definitely permanently settled in the clasp of his gentle hands.

She only met her friend two months ago. But it feels like she's known him for her entire lifetime.

Cradling her own hands across her chest, Y/N blindly stumbles across the dark streets of her neighbourhood, letting her soul lead the way. She doesn't entirely know where she lives, just knows that right now she craves to be with him, craves to be with the only one who can quell the ache inside of her right now. The only one who has ever been able to make her smile out of sheer joy.

The only one who's ever made her feel loved.

A vague memory of a drunken night flicks into her mind, and she suddenly remembers a large house tucked behind a few streets. Picking up her pace, Y/N starts running, ignoring the anxiety and depression combination sitting in the base of her stomach like a boulder, putting pressure on her organs and making it hard for her to breathe. Her brain is focused purely on the older man, his soft eyes watching her in her mind's eye as if to look out for her in the quiet of the night.

A short while later she's in front of the house depicted in her hazy memory. Her earlier route is mostly tangled pieces in the sparse sieve of her head, but something in her tells her she's in the right place.

Raising a slightly trembling hand, Y/N knocks gently on the door before dropping it again. She takes in a lungful of crisp air, just as the door opens.

Y/N sucks in a shallow breath. The man she's been aching for stands before her, a loose t-shirt still managing to stretch over his muscular body and advertising every one of the grooves and curves of his hard muscles. A pair of black sweatpants sit low on his hips, and a small band of smooth skin greets her vision as his arms stretch above his head. His face is bare of makeup, a mass of dark curls piled on his head.

The man's surprised face morphs into a soft expression of worry and affection, and he slowly holds his hand out to the girl, the way one might to avoid startling a stray cat.

"Y/N? Sweetheart, is everything okay?" His voice is low and husky, but still as soft as she remembers; Y/N wonders if he was sleeping … it is quite late at night.

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