#lee donghyuck fanfic

pairings: lee donghyuck x street racer!reader

details:fem!reader, strangers to enemies to lovers??, fake dating!au, rich!reader, some reader x lee jeno + reader x kang seulgi, the reader is anything but straight lmao

genre/s:romance, angst, suggestive

warnings:explicit language, suggestive content, mentions of sex, suggestive humor, mental health struggles, usage of drugs, alcohol consumption, smoking, illegal doings

word count: tba

synopsis:in a world where you thought money gave you permission to walk away from everything that wasn’t perfect, you try finding your way out of an imperfect love story

a/n:i dont have my laptop with me to add links to my bio so here’snavigation

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The night is dark, noxious; though, it’s nowhere near dull. Brightly colored city lights, many people sauntering all around; eager to arrive wherever are heavily present. Myeongdong is usually hectic and dynamic whether it’s 3 pm under the sunlight, or 3 am past midnight.

You’ve always preferred nighttime over daytime. You’ve cried more under the moonlight than sunlight. You’ve laughed more, loved more.

And Lee Donghyuck is no different as he’s present near you, body pressed onto the windows as his head slightly hangs outside. A single cigarette is in between his fingers, occasionally making its way towards his parted lips.

“Let’s date.” Is what slips in between his lips after putting down the cigarette which previously sat between his lips, taking you by surprise.

“What?” You reply, a slight chuckle following along as your head tilts towards his direction.

“I mean, let’s pretend to date. Didn’t Jeno just dump you?” He asks, not exactly expecting a proper response.

“Couldn’t you find a better word?” You reply, referring to the word “dump”.

“Even if i accept, what will you gain?” You continue.

“Let’s just say you intrigue me.”

You laugh once again.

“Deal.”

water fountain

pairings: lee donghyuck x reader, na jaemin x reader

genre/s:suggestive, angst

warnings: suggestive content

word count: 0.8k

a/n: a little surprise lolol, hope you enjoy!

tags:@neowritingsnet@czennienet@kpopscape@nct-writers@culture-cafe@ultkpopnetwork

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Stars glow bewitchingly under the noxious night, enchanting anyone under its gleam. In the serenade of late night’s dim glimmer, the stars act as a choir; singing in infinite patterns.

The extravagant Chevrolet Corvette stays parked exquisite, allowing heads to steal glances as it appears deluxe; proving that luxury is a definite thief of scrutiny.

Graciously, Donghyuck grabs you by the hips; pulling your delicate body in as you fall breathlessly onto his figure. The Lee catches your plumped lips in his after brief departure, despising any loss of physical contact. He repeatedly leaves honeyed whispers into your ear, allowing your breath to get stuck up your throat in bewilderment.

Donghyuck holds your body tighter inside his arms, guiding your body towards the Chevrolet Corvette’s back seat as it is more spacious in comparison to the passenger seat.

Your hands find their way towards his soft locks, plunking them eagerly as your lips move together messily; not exactly in concurrence. Donghyuck’s hands continuously travel on your exquisitely breathtaking body, feeling every inch of it on top of his own.

“My phone-” You whisper breathily as the bothersome noise of your phone ringing agitates you both. Donghyuck lets out a groan in grievance, stretching out his arm in order to reach for your phone; acknowledging that it could be extensive.

“Who is it?” You ask as he stares at the caller id, letting out a chuckle afterwards.

“Na is calling, cute.” Donghyuck states as a smile out of mockery commences to play on his face.

“Did you have a date or something?” He questions gravelly, dropping your phone onto the passenger seat as his lips find their way back onto yours.

You throw your head back as his lips come in contact with your bare neck, one of his hands rests on your hip as the other fiddles with the hem of your top.

You hardly succeed in letting out a “Yeah” since Donghyuck’s lips sucking on your neck don’t exactly allow you to put together meaningful words.

“You’re bad.” Donghyuck whispers on top of your lips as he reaches towards your phone once again, switching it to silent mode.

“Tell me about it.” You roll your eyes, stating one last time before the phone is long forgotten.

The two of you focus all of your attention on each other for the night inside the Chevrolet Corvette, bodies pressed tightly onto each other. You feel exceedingly captivated by the burnette, much more than you would like to admit. From the way his body delicately dances on top of yours to the way your name easily slips between his lips. Everything about Lee Donghyuck is more than enchanting and you seem to lose yourself under his spell even more as time passes, melting into every touch.

Though, things don’t feel as euphoric for the Na. A bouquet of dazzling red roses sit loosely inside his grip, about to fall any moment. Jaemin stands still in front of a water fountain, the water fountain you had told him to meet up with you just hours prior.

His expression is dull, no emotion seems visible yet he feels as though tears can stream down his face any second if someone ever slightly touches his figure.

Na Jaemin is absolutely broken. He blames himself for falling in so deep to the point where he has no idea how to get up.

You were the one who reached out. You were the one who told him to wait for you by the water fountain, where you had first confessed your love for him.

Oh, Jaemin swears that he would give up anything and everything to go back to those times. To the times where you visibly held so much adoration for him. To the times when his love received some type of reaction, some type of response.

I guess this is the reality of life, he whispers the bitter truth to himself as the tears he had been holding in for so long finally escape his eyes, coming in contact with his cheeks.

By now, Na Jaemin drops the bouquet made of alluring red roses onto the ground. He is crying, he really is crying because of you. The Na feels pathetic, absolutely pathetic. Yet he can’t seem to help it. He can’t seem to put a stop to the tears falling from his eyes.

That day, his hope gets destroyed. His plans of confessing the amount of adoration he holds for you get crashed.

Na Jaemin couldn’t tell you he loved you by the water fountain, though his tears sure were an accompaniment to the water falling out of the fountain.

After all, water fountains are always crying. How could he have expected to live through a pleasant experience with you in front of a broken water fountain?