#lee donghyuck scenairos

sun&moon

pairings:biker!donghyuck x rich!femreader

genre/s: romance, suggestive

warnings:suggestive content

word count:0.6k

a/n: a bit short and random but hope you like it!

unedited/not proofread

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Your body is seated on the black motorbike, legs hanging on both sides of the seat as your lips vehemently move against his. Bodies pressed together as your breaths come in contact with each other’s faces, your ambrosial smell mixing with his malodorous one.

He knows what he wants to say, but he doesn’t know how to word it.

You see, Lee Donghyuck is an enigmatic man. He is cryptic, arcane, precariously intoxicating. And yet; he doesn’t know how to express himself, doesn’t have enough confidence to pour out his feelings.

Though, he most certainly does have the confidence to recklessly risk his life on a simple motorbike.

He always leaves you hanging, leaves you craving more of him romantically every time you two meet. He does know that, which always makes him wonder when you are going to leave him.

He is never certain with you. Or at least, he acts like he isn’t.

He is insecure. Insecure that you will leave him once you find better. Because he is- indeed- very sure that you deserve way better.

You originate from pearls and silk pajamas. Having to have been surrounded by successful businessmen and women, actors and models all your life; Lee Donghyuck isn’t exactly someone inside your circle.

Your circle, for instance, consists of acquaintances from your private school who are where they are today thanks to the privilege coming from their parents. Whether it is because of the connections they have or the companies they hand down.

As fucked up as it sounds, he doesn’t want to ruin that. He doesn’t want to ruin you.

Though, he already feels like he did.

“I think I like you.”

Those words, whispered into his lips by you make him stop all his actions; frozen at the sudden confession. They leave your lips so easily, so effortlessly. Everything that escapes away from your lips sounds so pretty to his ears.

Of course, he likes you too. So much more than he would ever admit to anyone. There is no doubt in that. But he is scared, scared of losing you when he never even had you in the first place.

You have been there for him the whole time. Even when he leaves you without any certainty, when he backs off from a simple hug just because he is afraid.

And at that moment, after putting in so much thought into you and his feelings; he decides to be selfish for once.

Well, maybe he has always been selfish. In order to not have his own heart falling apart, he messed with yours. He broke your heart, to not have his own broken.

“I think i like you too.” He whispers back, allowing your breath to hitch at the confession. A burning feeling captivating you as you try your hardest to recollect yourself.

After gathering yourself back together, you give the Lee the prettiest smile he has seen in this life. Your smile is enough to light up his whole world, and it does brighten up his world whenever he has the privilege of witnessing it. You give him a soft laughter, which comes off as harmonious melodies to his ears. It is enough for anyone to find the slightest delight in. And Donghyuck finds so much more delight in it than he probably should.

When he properly thinks about it, he orbits around you. Lee Donghyuck’s entire life, his well being revolves around you and your happiness. So maybe, just maybe, you really are his sun.

And he thinks; perhaps, he will always hold a candle for you. Even if it burns his hand.

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?