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gimme gimme!

pairings. haechan x (f) reader

genre. FLUFF! established relationship

warnings. implications to sex towards the end, haechan being so fucking >_< in this one (do y’all understand??)

note. again,, inspired by this tiktok SOMEONE HELP ME FROM MY IMAGINATION AND THOUGHTS BC THIS W HAECHAN ????

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haechan is home with you, but not really for a good reason. he’s exempt from his schedules due to health reasons so he’s instructed to stay home and get some well needed rest. but you’re glad that he’s with you and under your watch.

both of you are on your couch, your back against the arm rest and your legs thrown over haechan’s lap as he’s watching a youtube video on the tv. his arm is slung behind you resting on the couch as his other arm is resting on your thighs, occasionally giving your thigh a squeeze with his hand. you’re on your tablet reading a book you’ve been excited to read that a friend had recommended to you.

this is what your days have consisted of, just you two in your apartment. either glued on the couch snuggled together or talking about anything in your kitchen and laughing or in your bed getting lost in each others warmth. of course, you do leave the house in the morning for classes and come back before dinner, haechan awaiting upon your arrival at the entrance of your front door with open arms and his bright smile.

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love in la

johnny x female reader fluff

synopsis: nct 127 is on tour in la and you unexpectedly meet johnny 3 times.

pic creds to the name in the picture

monday

you walked into lax breathing in the california air, “it’s good to be back right?” your mom asks you. “It really is, there’s only so many deep dishes one can eat in chicago. I think I ate one each day”.

Your mom giggled, “you did”

You laughed and walked towards baggage claim, “why is it so packed over there?”

You pointed out to your mom a bunch of people coming into your eye view.

“Well it is lax, maybe a celebrity”

“True”

You make your way to get your bags and somehow get lost to a crowd of people. There was shoving and yelling and you were very confused. Suddenly the crowd screams, you turn around and see a group of guys guarded by other guys walking towards your area.

Different names were being yelled but you caught the names Mark, Haechan, Taeil, Doyoung, and Johnny. You glanced at a sign of a girl in the crowd and read it. “We Love Nct 127”.

Oh! I did an article on them before

As a journalist you usually wrote on different topics but the main topic was music. You had written about how nct 127 managed to grow their fanbase out to the US two years ago.

You turned around to tell ur mom and could barely find her in the crowd, “let’s go this way instead”

You gently grabbed her arm so she couldn’t be lost in the crowd and you eventually found your way to a less crowded area behind a long curtain covering the other side.

You felt a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see a security guard“Excuse me you can’t be here. An artist is coming and can’t risk any fans being-”

“Sorry but I’m just trying to get my bags I was on a flight”

“Oh you’re in the wrong spot, it’s over there”

“Oh well thank you, but I can barely see where I’m going there’s so many people here and for me to go back through that crowd-”

“Okay hold on” he inturruped “just stay here and give me your info and I’ll have someone bring your bags here.”

“Thank you sir” your mom said. You thanked him also. He gave you paper to right your info on. “We’ll try to get these quickly so you can leave before the artist gets here” He leaves to relay your information.

You turned to your mom, “I did an article on these boys, they’re a kpop group”

“Oh well that makes a lot of sense”

You hear footsteps approaching and look that way to see 9 men walk infront of you. They didn’t noticed you or your mom since they were talking to each other in korean.

The security guard from earlier came back and noticed they arrived, he gestured for the both of you to leave immediately, not wanting to cause a scene.

You stand up and grab your purse until you hear a man speak to you, “nice shoes”

You look at him, “oh thank you! sorry we’re in here we got lost with all these people and we’re waiting for our suitcase but we’re leaving now”

The man nodded his head, “i just figured you were our new manager” he chuckles.

You laughed at his sarcasm and then looked back at your mom “ready?”

“You don’t have to leave, you’re not bothering us seriously, you can wait til your bags come”

“We don’t want to get in your way”

“We’ll be fine” He smiled and then turned back to his friends to say something in korean.

You thanked him and sat back and just decided to take his word for it.

“Well he’s handsome” your mom said to you.

“Yeah they all are”

“Excuse me!” The security guard came to where you guys are, “Didn’t I tell you to leave?” He turned towards the boys, “I’m so sorry these people aren’t leaving I’ll call backup to escort-”

“No it’s okay, there will be no escorting” The boy who talked to you earlier says, “let them be, I told them they could stay.”

The security guard nodded and walked away, “Thanks” You said to him.

He shook his head, “are you home or visiting”

“I’m home, we’re home”

He looked at your mom and said hello, “well I’m Johnny, I’m sort of a big deal if you can’t tell”

You giggle at his joke and then debate to tell him about your article.

“I’m y/n, and this is my mom y/m/n” By this time all of the boys where looking in your direction. They waved.

“Where are you coming from?”

“Chicago”

Another member gasped and then laughed.

“I’m from there!”

“Really?”

“Yeah did you like it?”

“I did actually I was just joking with my mom that I might’ve had too many deep dish pizzas”

Johnny laughed at pointed at one of his friends, “Mark over here can relate”

“Now I want one” Mark added.

The security guard came back with luggage, “here’s your bags ladies”

You stood up along with your mom and collected the bags, “thank you”

You turned to the boys, “well nice meeting you”

“Nice meeting you too” Johnny gave you a smile and shook your hand.

The rest waved at you and your mom as they watched you guys leave the area.

Johnny soon felt a light jab in his side, “Johnny why wouldn’t you ask for her number, and don’t lie to me you were being a bit too friendly” Jaehyun said in Korean while elbowing Johnny.

“I was nervous”

“Jaehyuns right that could’ve been your God sent soulmate and you just ruined it” Mark added.

“If she’s my God sent soulmate I’ll see her again”

Yuta sighed.

“If we see her again it’s my turn” Taeyong said laughing.

tuesday

“Happy birthday!”

You hug your mom and hand her a card.

She goes to open it and two tickets fall out, she read it with anticipation, “The Jennifer Hudson Show!”

“Suprise!” You hugged your mom!

Jennifer Hudson is your moms favorite singer. When you found out she was coming out with her own talk show you were quick to get a ticket on your moms birthday.

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You got to the studio and there were already a lot of people in line, mostly young girls. You immediately notice the merch they had on.

“No way”

“What?” Your mom asked

“One second” You tapped the shoulder of the girl infront of you, “excuse me is nct 127 here today?”

“Yes”, she said excitedly.

“Oh that’s nice” You laugh quietly to yourself and relay it to your mother.

“Well that’s a coincidence” She giggled.

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

“Please Welcome NCT 127!” Jennifer said and the crowd cheered.

You and your mom watched nct 127 perform. “Wow they’re good” You said.

After the performance Jennifer had nct introduce themselves and speak about their album. Johnny spoke the most and you found yourself liking the way he carries himself.

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After the show your mom was smiling from ear to ear but she didn’t know what else you had planned for her. Your friend who worked at this studio helped you get the tickets and also arranged for your mom to meet and take a picture with Jennifer!

“Wait we’re not going home right yet”

“What do you mean?”

“Wait here for a second”

Soon your friend came out and said hi to you both, “Follow me”

Your mom and you both followed her leading you to the backstage area and you glanced at the all rooms. You instantly saw nct 127 taking a picture and made eye contact with Mark but you kept walking.

Mark recognized you and hit Johnnys arm.

“Dude you have got to stop hitting me”

“No, Johnny that’s y/n. From the airport.”

“Oh please Mark i’m not falling for that”

“Johnny it was her why would I lie about that”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “Finish taking the picture then you can show me her”

“Is mark hallucinating?” Doyoung asked while laughing.

“I’m not”

Meanwhile you were already watching your mom have an entire conversation with Jennifer about how she rooted for her since she was at the start of her career and listens to all her songs.

“Thank you! You have a very sweet daughter planning this for you”

Your mom looked back at you, “I know”

They talked a bit more and took a picture with each other. You thanked your friend and an idea popped into her head, “wanna act like we have our own talk show?” She questioned.

“You haven’t changed a bit have you” You giggle.

Both of you walk on the sound stage and sit on the couches. You tell all the empty chairs, “welcome to the y/n show”

At the same time Mark is dragging Johnny around trying to find you, but instead he sees your mom.

“See look Johnny is that not her mom”

Johnny almost immediately says no until he looks closely, “oh wait it is”

“Told you”

They then hear two girls laughing and talking on the sound stage, they give each other a look.

“You know what’s crazy”

“What” your friend asked you.

“Yesterday I met nct 127, and now they’re here”

“What! Where?”

“At the airport and Johnny was speaking to me and everything it’s a long story”

“Do you think they’ll remember you”

“I mean yes but I don’t think they’d actually care” You laughed.

“Next Mission: go to nct 127”

She grabbed your arm to get you off the couch, but let go when she heard footsteps approach the stage.

It was Mark and Johnny.

“Y/n?”

“Hi!” You fixed your hair a bit

“Do you work here or are you stalking me”

You laugh “neither” you pointed to your friend, “she works here though and she got me tickets it’s my moms birthday and she likes jennifer hudson so i surprised her i didn’t know you guys were going to be here isn’t that ironic” you said a bit too fast to the point where it seemed like you were lying.

“Yeah it is ironic. Happy birthday to your mom” He said.

“Happy birthday. Johnny didn’t believe me when I said I saw you”

“Oh I saw you too but you guys looked busy”

“Nah” Mark said.

Your phone started to ring, “it’s my mom”

“Honey don’t forget we have reservations”

“You’re right I’m coming” You turned to your friend, Mark, and Johnny.

“Got her a spot at this fancy restaurant for lunch, don’t want to lose it”

Your friend hugged you, “stop by again”

“Thank you so much” you hugged back.

You waved at Johnny and Mark before leaving the three of them on the sound stage.

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

“I actually can’t believe you managed to do that again.” Mark was slightly annoyed with Johnny for missing his chance a second time.

“She was in a rush I don’t know what you wanted me to say”

“You know what Johnny” Haechan said, “you have this persona of being the guy who gets what he likes but when you see a girl you actually like not once but twice you become nervous”

“Yeah!” Mark agreed, “that’s supposed to be my thing!”

The guys laughed in the group bus.

“If we see her again i promise I’ll say something”

“And how is that gonna happen.”

“If she’s my God sent soulmate it’ll happen.”

“I’ll believe it when I see it” Jungwoo says.

thursday

You were at work writing for your column when your boss walked up to your station.

“Clear your plans for today” He says.

“You know I have no plans”

He laughs, “Good, cause we have an assignment for you”

“I’m listening”

“Teen Vogue wants an article on the group Nct 127, ever heard of them?”

You close your eyes and nod slowly

God what are you trying to tell me?

“Yeah I know them, I’ve done an article for them before”

“Good! So you’re familiar. They want it to be centered around their concert today so you’ll be going. Before you leave come pick up the backstage pass and tickets, they want a short interview as well”

“No way”

“What? Are you a fan?”

“No it’s just…nothing” You laughed to yourself, “How many tickets?”

“Two”

“Got it”

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You called your friend from the Jennifer Hudson show while driving home, “hi y/n”

“Clear your plans for the day”

“Why?”

“You wouldn’t believe it”

“Lemme guess”

“Okay”

“Something to do with Nct 127”

“Yup you guessed right, is this not crazy? Or is it just me.”

“Maybe it’s not. It’s fate”

“Lol, I’m interviewing them after their concert and I have an extra ticket. Wanna come?”

“Girl why not”

“That’s the spirit! I’ll text you the details”

“Okay see you!”

Once you got home you called your mom and told her.

“Okay at this point you guys should exchange numbers”

“I’d be fired if i asked that, He’d have to ask me”

“Maybe he’s your God-sent soulmate”

“Mhm sure”

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“NCT! NCT! NCT! NCT!”

The crowd was yelling their name for an encore. Including the two of you.

“Do you think that’s it?” She asked.

“It can’t be”

Soon the came out and everyone cheered, they were in their tour merch.

They all spoke and sang one last song

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“They must be so tired and now they have to do an interview”

“At least it’s you you’ll probably wake them up”

“Funny”

A lady came out and walked towards you “they’re ready”

“Okay thank you” you turned to your friend, “see you later”

You walked into the room and the first person you made eye contact with was Johnny.

He stood up, “Okay now you’re stalking us”

“I’m not I promise” you showed your pass, “I’m here with teen vogue”

“You’re a journalist?” Mark asked.

“ That i am”

“I’m joking but that’s just crazy” Johnny sat back down and noticed some of the members laughing.

Jaehyun got up to hug you, “Hi I didn’t get to introduce myself before I’m Jaehyun”

“Nice to meet you” You hugged back.

He smirked at Johnny when he turned back around to sit.

“Well I’m johnny but you already know that”

“Really? I don’t think we’ve met”

They all laughed.

“Your performance was amazing,” you turned to Taeil. “Your voice is incredible. Do you have any special teas or sprays that keep your voice intact”

You got straight into the questions, keeping them engaged while already planning your next question.

Once you finished the last question you got up from your seat. “That’s a wrap thank you guys”

Mark practically pushed Johnny out of his chair, “go”

“Um- y/n before you go, i have a question for you”

“Yeah?”

He walked over to you “Um. I like your bracelet”

“You do?” You lifted your wrist to show him the bracelet more clearly. It was one of those makeshift friendship bracelets but the word believe was written on it in beads.

“That’s not a question” you said to him.

“Yeah”, he played with the beads on your bracelet and you realized he was nervous.

“Since we’ve already seen each other so often this week, maybe we should like keep in contact or something” Johnny said extremely fast but you still heard what he said.

Taeyong squealed and haechan hit him on the arm “shh”

“Yeah I agree”

You smiled and he took his phone out of his pocket with one hand while still mindlessly playing with your bracket with his other hand. He unlocked it and handed it to you. You decided to use your free hand as well so he could continue with the bracelet thing. The quietness was loud.

“Here you go” you said handing his phone back. You pulled your hand from his hold and removed your bracelet. You gently grabbed his wrist and put it on on his.

“Keep it”

He had nothing to give you at the moment so he leaned in and kissed your cheek.

Now it was time for the rest of the members to squeal

Johnny cringed, “sorry about them”

You laughed, “keep an eye out for the article okay?”

He nodded and watched you leave the room.

“I TOLD YOU! GOD SENT SOULMATE” Mark said a bit too loud

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After explaining every single thing that happened to your friend in the car on the way home with your mom on speaker, you received a text.

“Can you read it for me” you asked your friend.

“Aww! It’s says have a good night y/n - Johnny”

“Y/f/n, now google how to do long distance”

She laughed, “or you both can just runaway together”

“His fans would find us for sure”

“Wait let’s find his instagram”

“No i’m not ready”

“AHH”

“What? Don’t scream when i’m driving”

“Sorry but he posted the bracelet on his story”

“Really?”

“Yes please invite me to the wedding”

You laughed, “what an interesting week it has been”

hope you guys enjoyed this might be one of my favorite stories i’ve ever written! pls comment with ur thoughts

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“Stop rejecting everything chivalrous.”

seungcheol x reader genre: fluff word count: 1.8K

a/n: Hi lovelies! I just thought it would be cute to write a drabble where seungcheol is just really really soft and in love with his partner, so that’s all this is. Not much plot, they’re just smitten. (and idk how good this is :/ be kind lol) I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) 

You met Seungcheol in the winter. Your first date consisted of drinking hot coffees and walking around a park after a fresh snowfall. With your glove-covered hands intertwined amid your nervous and infatuated giggles, the date was so perfect, he was so perfect, that it almost felt too good to be true.

Then came the third date, when he took you to a movie. Simple and classic. The second time your fingers brushed each other’s as you reached into the popcorn bucket, you sighed before leaning toward him. As your lips neared his ear, you noticed the way his breath hitched. “If you want to hold my hand, just say so, Cheol,” you whispered to him, and when he turned to face you, you flashed a teasing smile at him. Seungcheol scoffed at you, beaming from ear to ear as he decidedly interlocked his fingers with yours. When you whispered, “finally,” to yourself, a content grin on your face, and Seungcheol giggled in response, you realized you were wrong before. Some things can be perfect without being too good to be true, and Seungcheol was one of those.

After the movie, neither of you wanted to go home quite yet. As you sat in the passenger seat of his car while he drove aimlessly around the city streets, buying time, the windows surrounding you fogged up as the defrost worked overtime to keep the windshield clear. He was intent on stretching out the night for as long as he could, and you were grateful for it. With every streetlight he drove under, he snuck glances at you, not wanting to miss the opportunity to catch glimpses of your features. And every time, you caught him, but he never stopped looking.

In the spring, you and Seungcheol were still smitten with each other. Pulling up to the convenience store, Seungcheol stared at you questioningly for a moment.

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“Wanna feature me on your next mixtape?”

namjoon x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 600+

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here’s some Joon and Daisy/reader being cute and slightly obnoxious in a park during NYE. I hope you all enjoy and thanks so much for reading! :))

With your hand in your boyfriend’s, he spun you under his arm as giggles rang out from your smiling lips. Music hummed from your phone speaker in your opposite hand, Bill Withers soulful smooth voice echoing into the cold late-night air.

“And I want to be with you because you make me smile,” Namjoon sung lowly to you, causing you grin widely as he pulled you toward him, holding you close so your chest was pressed to his as he swayed you both back and forth. “Let it be me with you forever and a while,” he continued to sing as you pushed your lips to his dimpled cheek, lingering there for a moment.

The park was mostly empty as you began humming in a ultra-high pitched voice in accordance to the instrumental break in the song. Namjoon’s eyes squeezed shut as he laughed at you, dipping his face toward your neck where he nuzzled against your scarf.

“People are gonna think there’s a cat dying out here or something,” he teased as your hand wrapped around the back of his head, your fingers toying with the soft strands of his hair.

“I sound that good?” You asked with a smile, Namjoon’s chuckling continuing as he looked back to your face. “Wanna feature me on your next mixtape?” You joked, quirking your eyebrow.

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“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”

― Jamie Anderson

You can change what you value about yourself. Your values and your perception of your best qualities can and will shift with your experiences.

You don't have to be defined by what you liked about yourself before. What do you like about yourself now? What do you want to be your most prominent characteristic now?

morning with haechan *ੈ✩‧₊˚

🌻✨🌙🌿☁

pairing : idol haechan x f reader.

genre : tooth rutting fluff, domestic, established relationship.

summary : to be very straightforward, this was inspired by his ig live in hongkong.

word count : 1648 words.

warnings : reader has period cramps, make-out session, suggestive.

a/n : i wrote this mainly for myself 😔 i love haechan so much 😭

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buy me a coffee 🥹🫶🏼

if there is a way you could translate the perfect morning, it’d be the way haechan always wraps his arms securely around your body, holding you close to him. it would translate into the way he nuzzles his cute nose into the deepest crook of your neck and breathe in your scent calmly before he opens his eyes. it would be the way he hums softly as his hair tickles your nape and his eyes would notice the goosebumps that would prickle your skin.

but this time, your perfect morning doesn’t seem so perfect anymore when you wake up with atrocious cramps eating out at your lower belly. you can’t open your eyes as you try to control your breathing, your frail fingers catching on haechan’s to ease the pain, or barely try to as it gets stronger.

you curse inside your head and prepare yourself mentally for the hell of a week that’s ahead of you. before an accident would occur, you gently peel yourself away from haechan’s strong grip and hurry to the bathroom. with a deep sigh, you quickly put on a pad and go back to the warmth of the bed.

haechan’s eyes are still closed as he senses you back beside him and without wasting a second, he fumbles around the sheets to wrap his arms around you again, squeezing you into a hug and stretching his body at the same time. you instantly snuggle into his neck before guiding your lips to the mole sitting just below his neck and kissing it gently.

“good morning,” he softly whispers, voice gruff and still dripping with sleep. his morning voice never ceasing to give you butterflies deep inside your tummy.

you hum in response when his fingers start dancing around your lower back, gently massaging your achy muscles. you feel comfortable beside him and your body always seems to feel lighter whenever he’s cuddling into you.

“do you have practice this morning?” you ask with your eyes closed. haechan smiles down at you, a hand still massaging your back while the other slithers inside your hair. his fingers deliver the most tender touches around your ear, the gestures helping you relax even more and melt into him like a burning candle.

you secretly wish he’d have a late start of the day today, just so you can stay glued to him all morning.

“do you want me to stay longer with you?” haechan smiles, his eyes squeezing shut in the process.

your response is just you snuggling closer to his body, your legs wrapping around his.

“hm, clingy girl?” he chuckles as he ruffles your hair, waiting for a verbal answer this time.

you deeply breathe his scent that’s drifting to your nose with every movement of his body. placing another gentle kiss to his neck, you hum. “yes, i want you to stay longer. don’t want you to leave me just yet.”

“okay baby, anything for you,” his thumb dances on your face, the pad kneading around your forehead, temple and the space between your ear and cheek.

“you’re gonna cancel practice?” you pop your eyes open, lifting your face to come closer to his.

“you know i can’t do that, baby,” he pouts, kissing the bridge of your nose before kissing your lips. “but it won’t hurt if i go a bit late.”

you can’t hide your disappointment but you also can’t be greedy while dating an idol. you try to wipe the pout off your face and end up smiling up at him. a stubble has started to from on his chin, giving him a vary sexy look and his lips are beautifully puffy and so kissable, hypnotizing you into pushing your arm up from the sheets and placing your fingers on his pillow-like lips. on instinct, he pressed the tip of his tongue on the corner of his mouth before biting his lower lip and giggling at your sweet actions.

with the pad of his finger still caressing your cheek and yours running through his lower lip, you couldn’t believe that this is true. how he’s here by your side and he loves you way too much for his his own good. and you…your whole existence now has meaning with his name written all over the corners of your body and mind, with touches and kisses and words and hugs imprinted on the map of your skin that he knows oh so well.

you’re not afraid of being an open book to him because he’s so gentle and generous with you. he knows you so well and you don’t mind it one bit. and the same goes for him. he’s never afraid to be vulnerable with you and to unveil his deepest thoughts and feelings because he knows that you’d always have his back, and would love him the way he deserves.

“i’m so in love with you, i can physically feel it.” you confess, taking haechan by surprise.

“yeah?” he whispers, the corners of his lips stretching into a wide smile. with his thumb traveling down to caress your lips, his face gets closer to yours before he places the tenderest, most gently powerful kiss on your lips. your heart skips two beats at a time as he seems to take you into a place far from reality with only his lips dancing around yours.

his soft lips push into yours and mold together to create the perfect pace. your fingers grip his waist, legs pulling him closer into you as if it’s possible to merge into one. your body exudes warmth that can burn his bones down to ashes down your feet, but you would bring him to life over and over again with just one pinch of your fingers. haechan’s heart drums crazily over the curves of his ribcage as his fingers take their usual path to lodge into the swell of your hips, and going down to strongly grip on your butt.

the smallest yet most sinful whine escapes the back of your throat as you arch your back into him, your chest pressing into his, nipples hotly poking his naked chest and igniting a speedy rush of blood to pump angrily down his bundle of nerves. haechan’s breathing quickens and he latches on your lips as if it’s his last mission.

he makes you feel good with everything he does, from his passionate kisses to his sensual touches, he’s got your small heart full of him. and with one last bite on your lower lip, he gently pulls away with it still between his teeth, before it bounces back to its place, a visible thread of saliva stretching between your mouths.

“can you feel it now?” he breathes, hard on top of you. “how much i love you?”

your hazy eyes gaze at each other as if you guys were up in the clouds, your chests rise and fall through a crazy rhythm with fingers still gripping into each other because you can’t get enough.

“more.” you whisper.

“more?” haechan chuckles, pecking your lips softly. “more what, baby?” he tilts his head to the side, his childish side quickly making an appearance after he has just managed to swipe you off your feet, not quite literally since you guys were laying down on the bed.

“i can feel it more now,” you guide his hand to place it on top of your trembling heart, and he smiles proudly at that. “and i always want more of you, haechan. always, always, always.”

“i’m always yours baby, and you can take whatever you want from me, i’m all yours.” his arms wrap around you, giving you the warmest hug before softly pulling away.

“i’ll be back in a sec.” he quickly retreats from your embrace before getting back to bed with a tissue in his hand. you look at him confused before he starts wiping the droplets of sweat that have gathered on top of your cupid’s bow and all around your neck.

your heart swells at his actions and you can’t help the smile from reaching your lips as you notice the pout forming on his mouth from concentrating on wiping your sweat away from your skin.

“are you having bad cramps?” haechan asks, worrisome visible on his face. “you’re sweating so much…” he trails off, voice softening towards the end.

“yes,” you answer, only now realizing the state you’re in. “but you made me forget about them,” you smile tenderly at him.

“i love you so much,” he wraps both his hands around your face, before kissing your forehead. “my strong girl. let me go grab some painkillers for you, hm?” he kisses your forehead again.

you nod your head at him with a smile on your face. you see his silhouette disappear behind the door of the bedroom before you turn to lie on your back. the butterflies inside your tummy getting wilder by the second, with every kind touch and word coming from haechan, you seem to only drown in his love even deeper, especially when he knows what’s wrong with you without you saying anything to him.

you deeply inhale from your nose, when you see him enter the room again, a cup of water and painkillers in hand.

“here,” he helps you sit up, pulling your body up with a hand gently placed on the back of your neck. he then grabs the cup of water and guides it to your lips, smiling at you until you take a sip. “there you go.”

“thank you.”

“anything for my baby,” he smiles before turning his attention to the window behind you. “it seems like it’s gonna rain this morning, how about we put on a movie of your choice?”

“sounds like a perfect morning then.”

and with that, period cramps are long forgotten, and your perfect morning is back again.

back and better.

a/n : this was supposed to be a small haechan drabble…i got carried away SO MUCH!! but blame haechan, don’t blame me 😔 i hope you enjoyed what i wrote, please reblog if you did🫶🏼 my heart is still beating so fast!!🤭

>> take my breath

wc: 465 give me a good morning call tomorrow

“good morning!” haechan greets, cheerful as he sings into the receiver. “it’s morning now, right?”

there’s a moment of silence that passes before you respond, and for a second all he hears is the faint rustle of your cotton sheets. you let out a yawn.

“mhm,” is your eventual, sleepy reply. “5 am to be exact.”

he throws his head back. “damn, i miscalculated.”

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what you allow continues. -> what you tolerate continues. -> what you show interest in is what brings more of that interest into your life. -> to often express an emotion like anger or joy will make people test it, tread its waters, treat you with that emotion in mind, thus making you choose between rejecting or accepting their understanding of you, instead of being neutral on it. -> if you get involved in fights and debate, more fights come to your doorstep. to think solemnly about your existence is to see answers and questions in everything. to participate in anything is to be enmeshed in it, touched back by it. -> to be bothered deeply by something personally repulsive is to touch it back when it tries to hold you, instead of washing your hands. -> you can work against something without allowing it to touch you inside. -> what you allow inside you continues.