Kinktober day 12 - overstimulation x Haechan (f!reader)

[23:22]

Haechanwhined, voice high pitched as you thrusted into him, your body leaned over his, with your dominant hand rapidly pumping his practically dripping cock, and your other hand holding yourself up above the boy.

“I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum- mommy-!” He cried, bucking up into you

“Go on, pretty,” you smiled

only a few seconds later, you felt and saw Haechan’s cock twitch, and white ropes were decorating your boyfriend’s torso. You, however, continued your pace, smirk only growing as Haechan realised what you were doing. 

Haechan began fussing, writhing his body around.

“Mommy-” He whined, elongating his word, letting it turn itself into a somewhat pained moan “That really hurts- ah- stop-”

“You don’t really want me to,” You shrugged, voice uneven from the pace you were moving your hips, and Haechan scrunched his nose, trying to form a pout, but instead let out another high-pitched whine.

You smirked, refusing to slow down as your boyfriend’s jaw went increasingly slack the longer you continues, tongue hanging out, eyes rolled back and moans only getting higher and louder. Soon enough, Haechan was bucking up into your hand again, simultaneously trying to move forward with you as you thrusted into him, which, not surprisingly, proved unsuccessful, but it made him look so desperate that you practically began salivating.

“You gonna cum again?” You tried to sound condescending, but it came out as more of a growl

Haechan moaned out an affirmation, trying to nod his head, and you responded by increasing your pace just a little bit more.

Not even a few seconds later, Haechan was cumming, hips bucking sporadically every time a spurt of cum shot out of his red cock, adding to the cum on him so much that it almost began pooling on him.

“So pretty,” You muttered, rubbing Haechan’s torso with your hand, and he whined

Kinktober Day 10 - gaping x Mark (f!reader)

[23:29]

Mark bit his lip, burying his face into the sheets of the bed as he felt the tip of the dildo prod at his hole, blush deepening when he heard a low chuckle from you.

“You sure you’re okay, baby?” You asked your hands on either side of his hips, thumbs rubbing over his skin smoothly

He nodded, and made a muffled noise of confirmation.

“So quiet,” You smiled, squeezing him, and Mark whimpered “Why don’t you tell me how much you want it, hm?”

There was a hesitant silence, in which Mark lifted up his head, and though he was facing away from you, you could practically hear his lip quivering. He was scared, you knew that- you’d bought a much bigger strap than Mark had ever taken, and to be honest, bigger than you’d ever used- but it wasn’t hard to tell how much he wanted it, judging by his flushed face, desperate whines, and most notably, his rock hard cock that had been practically dripping for the past at least minute.

“Please mommy…” He whispered finally “I-…I need your cock so bad please- g-gape me mommy,”

Your smile widened, and slowly, you pushed inside him, the lube squelching as it pressed against the boy. Mark was immediately responsive, body tensing, grasping at the sheets, and a long but quiet moan leaving his lips as the dildo disappeared inside him.

“That’s right baby,” You soothed, rubbing your hands along his skin “Such a good boy for me. Just tell mommy when you’re ready, yeah?”

Mark blushed at the praise, and hid his face in the covers again. There was a pause, where you simply continued to trace your fingers up and down Mark’s back, and his thighs, until he whimpered.

“O-okay,”

You slowly pulled your hips back, and then pushed back into him, smirking as Mark whined into the sheets.

“You’re doing so well baby boy,” You whispered “So good at taking mommy’s cock,”

At your words, Mark’s whines only became louder. You steadily began to speed up, until soon you were going a reasonably fast pace, and your boyfriend was moaning unrestrained beneath you, occasionally what sounded like a choked sob leaving him, but he wasn’t crying.

“F-faster- please-” He managed between his moans

You complied, licking your lips as you watched Mark stretch with the dildo, and appreciating the way his back arched every now and then. It was a couple more seconds until the boy practically screamed, and it was sudden, too.

“Oh?” You raised a brow

“Fuck- again- again- ah- please don’t stop-”

You readjusted yourself, and continued pounding into him, supposedly hitting his prostate. Mark’s moans immediately became much, much louder, and his body jerked slightly before he began to move his hips back in time with you, muttering incoherent begging.

“G-gonna- cum- please mo- mommy- ahh-” 

“Cum for me, baby,” 

After a moment, he did, hips moving sporadically as cum shot out of him and onto the bed sheets. You slowly licked your lips, smirking as, after Mark had come down from his high, you pulled out.

“Such a good boy,” You muttered, squeezing his thighs, eyes fixed on his hole, that was opening and closing slightly with his heavy breathing, and that was obviously far more stretched than just minutes ago

“Thank…you-” Mark breathed

“Anything for someone as pretty as you,” You smirked, and smacked his ass lightly, eliciting yet another whimper

⚠️tw: tragic backstories and crippling angst lol, mentions of deceased parents, drowning mentions, implied suic*de, grief, renjun’s cute english (all mistakes in his dialogue are intentional. enjoy)

i had no idea this would get such enthusiastic reactions. thank you everyone who requested a continuation, hope this makes you feel something and answers some questions ♡

this is part three of merman!renjun, find parts oneandtwo here :))

1:44pm: “did it hurt?”

merman!renjun glanced up at runaway prince!jeno’s prompt, who stared expectantly at him through the bars of his cell.

“what?”

the prince gestured at renjun’s legs and spoke matter-of-factly. “your tail. it’s gone. did it hurt?”

“oh… yes.” he wiggled his toes. “it hurt.”

“a lot?”

renjun paused and hugged his knees a little closer into his chest. “yes.”

“and you… can’t transform back.” pirate!you lifted your chin to make eye contact with renjun, who pursed his lips and nodded in response.

“magic is no-come-back,” he said with a shrug.

“irreversible,” the prince offered.

“irressimble. no merperson ever come back from land.”

your heart and eyes sank to your lap. “right.”

poor haechan.

you found yourself getting to your feet. “i… i’m gonna leave you two to catch up.” dusting off your palms on your hips, you cleared your throat. “let me know if you, uh, need anything, alright?”

renjun nodded.

“right. um… your highness.” you offered a quick curtsey towards jeno, who scoffed lightly at the difference between your usual domineering behaviour and your attempt at character continuity.

as you made your way up the stairs, you remembered the time pirate!haechan had first opened up to you about his past. you had both been younger, yet already best of friends.

“cap'n the only family you got?” he tossed a grape into his mouth.

“we have an older sister. on land, though. runs an orphanage.”

he made a noise of interest. “parents?”

you shook your head as you reached for another grape. “shipwreck, funnily enough. you?”

“three siblings. all younger than me.”

you chortled at the thought. “you? the eldest?”

“i’m more responsible than you give me credit for,” he retorted, a dramatic hand placed on his chest in mock offence.

“yeah, right. i’ll give you credit when you don’t slack off.”

he laughed, and the two of you sat in silence for a moment.

you reached the top of the stairs, and took a moment to let yourself adjust to the sunlight. scanning the deck through squinted eyes, you spotted haechan at the bow of the ship, his back turned to you as he stared out at the ocean.

“your parents still around?” you had asked.

his brow had furrowed at the stars above and his chewing grew hesitant. you had started to apologise, realising you’d struck a nerve, but he shook his head and reassured you it wasn’t your fault.

“dad’s there, yeah. mum’s, uh… mum was a mermaid.”

a sound of surprise escaped your lips.

“—or so my father told us. she came to shore, grew legs and lived as a human. had my siblings and i… and loved my father. loved us.”

you chose to listen in silence and watch as he focused on peeling the skin off the grape he held in his hands.

“we were at the beach one day. i guess she missed her home, ‘cause she barely said anything and just stared out to sea.” he took a slow, shallow breath. “i asked her to come and… and play with us. and she… took my hands, told me she loved me… let me go, and—and just walked straight in. right through the waves. didn’t stop. never saw her again.”

you didn’t know what to say, so you went with the safe option. “i’m so sorry.”

“nah,” he said, trying to disguise his sniffling with a deep inhale, “all in the past. i used to be mad about it, but i’m over that now. she’s probably happier.”

you sighed at the sight of him. he was barely moving, but his loose shirt and hair whipped around in the wind. no, you aren’t.

leaning your elbows on the taffrail next to him, you watched the hull of the ship split the ocean surface, leaving waves in her wake and advancing still.

you weren’t taken aback when you turned towards haechan and was met with tears streaming steadily down his cheeks, their trail from his grief-stricken eyes shining in the sun.

he could barely maintain eye contact with you, his gaze drawn to the horizon again. a wet exhale left his lips before he pursed them tighter and gripped the railing until his knuckles turned white.

“the merman’s telling the truth, then?” he managed, his tone laced with anger. “you can’t transform back once you grow legs?”

“haechan, i—”

“you can’t transform back, then what happened to my mum, huh?” he demanded, perhaps towards you, perhaps not. “you’re telling me she walked in to die? to drown in her own home?”

“haechan.”

“you mean i let her go for what? for nothing?”

“hey—”

he sniffed and shook his head, “no. no, it can’t be true. maybe he just doesn’t know her. my house is on the other end of the earth, he probably never even heard of someone returning because he’s never met—”

“haechan.” you caught his shoulder and he gripped your hand, to throw it off or for support, you couldn’t tell—until his breath was sucked out of his lungs, his head hung and he gave in to the sobs that racked his body. his weight fell forward as his knees buckled, and you caught him with practised foresight.

the two of you sank to your knees, his face buried in your shoulder and balled fists clutching the fabric of your shirt. murmuring your words of comfort and drawing circles on his back, you let him grieve his mother a second and final time.

when he finally exhausted himself and you stopped having to remove your hand from his head to wave away anyone who approached you, renjun climbed onto the deck in search of you. he frowned in confusion when he recognised haechan and stayed wary as he drew nearer.

haechan noticed his presence and pulled himself out of your arms and onto his feet. clearing his throat, he raised his eyes to the merman’s.

“i shouldn’t have touched you,” he began awkwardly, “i was… stupid, and… it almost cost you your life. i’m sorry.”

renjun looked like he didn’t know what to respond with. “you are welcome,” he replied hesitantly.

taken aback at the unexpected answer, haechan cleared his throat again and walked past the boy.

renjun turned back towards you, tilting his head in puzzlement. “why is he sad?”

you sighed deeply before standing up too. “haechan’s mother was a mermaid.”

renjun’s lips parted in shock.

“she had legs, too, and lived on land. but she missed the sea, so she said goodbye and went back.” you gestured over his shoulder at haechan’s disappearing figure down the stairs, his gaze following your hand. “he never knew merpeople couldn’t transform back, so he thought she was still alive.”

the boy didn’t meet your eyes when he turned back around. a moment of silence smothered any further words you might have said.

“and he tried help me and push me back in water.”

“… yes. he thought… you would be happier in the water.”

another beat.

“he is not happy.”

“no, he isn’t.”

you paused to let him contemplate.

“but. she was happy.”

“hmm?”

“his mother. she was happy.”

then it was your turn to tilt your head to the side.

“mermaids choose legs,” he explained, “his mother choose land.”

“merpeople choose to transform permanently?”

he nodded eagerly, “choose to t…ransform pernamamently. i choose because you protect.”

“because i protected you?”

“yes. i am in danger and you protec-ted me. i choose tarnsform tail to legs.”

you mulled over this consideration. “i… i’ll let him know. thank you, renjun.”

“you are welcome,” he responded with certainty, offering you his first smile, albeit small.

you managed to smile back. “alright,” you declared, “how about some lunch? you hungry?”

i reckon there’s room for part four.. hm hm thoughts thoughts

part one|part two

taglist:@whattaweeb@radiorenjun

⚠️tw: swearing, violence, haechan’s a bit of an ass in this, but he has his reasons

this is part two of this au!

1:24pm: “will someone remind me why it is we’re taking him with us?” pirate!haechandemanded.

pirate!you shot him a look. “he stays.”

he scowled back at you. “look at him,” he said, nudging his chin in merman!renjun’s general direction, “he can barely walk.”

glancing over, you had to admit that haechan’s observations were right—having given up attempting to stand a while ago, renjun sat alone on the edge of the deck. he was staring down at the wood under his new feet with a slight frown, like he was wondering why the dark grains weren’t rolling over each other as waves would. the clothes given to him were too big for his frame, and his hands and feet were barely visible in the sea of sleeves.

“he doesn’t belong here. why he’s stupid enough to stay, i couldn’t say.” turning around, haechan started to scrub the railing with more aggression than ever.

“well, he obviously didn’t want to go back, so lay off it, will you?”

haechan scoffed like he had given up. “you know what? fine.” throwing the rag back into the bucket, he shrugged rather dramatically. “i’ll just accept that i can’t possibly fathom why a merman won’t go back into the ocean.” with that, he left, stomping away with as much dignity as he could muster despite leaving his chore half-finished.

sighing in frustration at both yourself and him, you picked up his bucket and continued his job.

you decided not to chase him up—you knew the grudge he held, and you weren’t about to sour his mood further just for the sake of it.

you also knew haechan wasn’t being ridiculous, nor was his reasoning questionable. you remembered the terror in renjun’s eyes when he turned back at you, the wordless pleas to save him, his desperate hands clutching at your shoulder. you only had the capacity to be confused after you led him back onboard.

tossing the rest of the water in the bucket over the railing, you carried it below deck, then remembered you had yet to offer renjun some food. visiting cook!kunandcook!chenle in the kitchen, you cleared your throat to announce your presence over the rapid chinese conversation the two were engaged in. they poured you a bowl of a simple soup, and you blew on it softly to cool it down on your way above deck—you were sure renjun wasn’t used to steaming hot meals.

shouts and sounds of a scuffle caught your attention midway up the flight of stairs, and you rushed out to see what the commotion was about.

alarm overrode your senses as you recognised renjun in the crowd gathered at the far end of the ship—pinned down onto the railing by none other than haechan, who was yelling in renjun’s face about something you couldn’t quite make out. even in the chaos, renjun spotted you in his peripheral vision, and opened his mouth to scream for you.

you dropped the bowl and broke into a sprint, your breath hitching as haechan reached down and hooked his arm under renjun’s knees. panicking, the boy kicked out, which only aided haechan in lifting him completely off the deck. you almost swore his hand was searching for something to hold onto as he plummeted.

it all happened so fast, and you were so far—one moment, he was scrabbling at haechan, the next, he was slipping off the railing… then he was airborne, but not for long.

“what are you doing?!” you screamed, almost shoving haechan to the side.

“putting the fish back where he belongs,” he replied breathlessly, barely looking at you. “why? you gonna tell me i shouldn’t have?”

you caught the railing in your hands, leaning over to search for renjun in the water. a cloud of bubbles had risen to mark where the merman had landed, and you held your own breath as you waited, not knowing what to expect. was he just going to swim away? would he wave goodbye?

when most of the bubbles cleared, you caught a glimpse of the white shirt he had been wearing.

even though the blue of the ocean blurred your view of him, the pit in your stomach grew as you realised the shirt wasn’t sinking, and neither was it still. in fact, the sleeves were still flailing around erratically, the unnatural movements slowed by the density of the water.

barely thinking, you kicked off your shoes and threw off your hat. you were about to shake off your jacket when a hand pulled your shoulder back and away from the edge. you let out a cry of shock, whipping your head around to see captain!taeyong, who shook his head at you sternly. you tried to shrug him off, but he only held on tighter.

“haechan,” he said, “fish-boy’s drowning. you go get him.”

the boy’s face turned incredulous. “why me?”

“you threw him over. you get him. go.”

you weren’t shocked when haechan audibly swore under his breath, but started kicking off his shoes anyway. he wasn’t one to cross the captain’s orders, and he wasn’t about to start.

still grumbling, he jumped onto the railing, calculating the distance from the ledge to the water below. he spat out to the side, swore, then pin-dropped perfectly.

you watched as haechan disappeared under the surface, and reemerged a few moments later with a panicking renjun in his arms, yelling at him to shut up and relax.

two of your crewmates had lowered the rowboat onto the water when haechan had jumped. he dragged renjun towards it, pulled himself up and helped renjun in before leaning back and waiting for the crew to haul the boat back up.

when they were both back on deck, renjun was still spluttering up water from his lungs. you crouched next to him and thumped your hand on his back rhythmically, encouraging him to cough it out. tears flowed down his cheeks as he struggled for breath—he had obviously never experienced coughing before.

“for the stars’ sake,” haechan challenged, “why is he still here, inconveniencing everyone? huh?” he leaned into renjun’s face threateningly, “you get caught accidentally, we let you go, and you ignore that? you could have just transformed back and swam away, but no. you just had to make me get my clothes wet, didn’t you? why? you determined to piss me off?”

still doubled over on his knees, renjun had managed to stop coughing. he didn’t move from his position, his chest still heaving as he panted. you noticed his fingertips pressing into the wooden planks under his palms, his nails turning white with the pressure. his shoulders quivered and jaw was clenched tight.

your lips parted in realisation.

“he can’t.”

haechan probably hadn’t heard you over the sound of his own blood roaring in his ears. “what?”

“hecan’t,” you repeated, looking up at him, “he can’t transform back.”

renjun’s silence only confirmed your theory.

haechan blinked. his hands slipped off his hips, and his jaw went slack.

you could only imagine how haechan must have been feeling. how his chest must have tightened with the confronting truth, how he must have forgotten the world around him.

that you could only guess—you knew what thought was whirling through his mind.

“come on,” you said gently, gripping renjun’s shoulders. “can you stand?”

he nodded shakily, and you thought you heard him choke back a sob.

leaving haechan to some space to himself, you led a trembling renjun below deck to get warm. you sat him down on a crate next to the brig, murmuring reassurances to him, and started searching for a spare blanket.

“what the—renjun?”

you had almost forgotten the brig wasn’t empty, so you weren’t alone below deck. you turned to see runaway prince!jeno, who was usually rarely awake, clutching at the bars of his prison.

you frowned in confusion as renjun cried out incoherently, launching himself off the crate to kneel in front of the prison. “je-no!” he exclaimed, sounding just as shocked as the prince through his accent.

“you two… know each other?”

jeno glanced at you, then back at the merman. “renjun freed me and saved my life.” the boy nodded profusely in support.

“uh… you’re still very much imprisoned, your highness.”

“no, no, no—” the prince started to correct you. “—in the merpeople’s palace.”

part three

MAZE TRIAL ZERO: An NCT Dream x The Maze Runner AU (Report: Day One)

[WORLD IN CATASTROPHE: KILLZONE EXPERIMENT DEPARTMENT Memorandum]

Folder:MAZE TRIAL ZERO > Folder: Progress Reports > Folder: Week One > File: Report: Day One

Attached files > File: Potential Subject Profiles

Report: Day One (01/01/231)

• 12:00: SUBJECT 01 summoned to PREP WARD.
• 12:30: PREP SHOT administered to Subject during operation to insert BIO CHIP into Subject’s KILLZONE.
• 17:00: Preparations to insert SUBJECT 01 into MAZE completed.
• 17:00:08: ELEVATOR activated. Ascent into MAZE begins.
• 17:00:36: SUBJECT 01 wakes inside ELEVATOR.
• 17:00:41: Subject attempts to access NAME MEMORY FILE.

BIO CHIP indicates acute activation of sympathetic nervous system: elevated heart rates, incr. perspiration, heightened adrenaline and cortisol levels, widened bronchial passages, temporary deactivation of all immediately non-essential bodily functions.

BIO CHIP measures heart rate past 100 BPM. Peaks at 154 BPM.

Note: Side effects of PREP SHOT include impermanent retrograde amnesia, nausea, spatial and temporal disorientation. SUBJECT 01 may experience fluctuating perception of time in ELEVATOR.

Transcript of ELEVATOR audio recording at 17:00:00:

Recording Begins.

[Elevator gears grinding. Continues for approx. 36 seconds.]

Sedative properties of PREP SHOT fully wear off as SUBJECT 01 wakes with a gasp.

[Nausea causes emesis.]

[Spluttering as Subject recovers and orients himself.]

SUBJECT 01: What the… (inaudible.)

[Subject stands.]

SUBJECT 01: Hello? Hey! — hello?

• 17:01: ELEVATOR completes ascent into MAZE.

[Silence for approx. 5 seconds.]

[Elevator doors open overhead.]

SUBJECT 01:[REDACTED]!

[Silence as Subject recovers from sudden light.]

Remainder of audio consists of Subject climbing to exit Elevator.

Recording Ends.

• 17:03: Subject enters HOMESTEAD.
• 17:03:11: Subject attempts to access NAME MEMORY FILE.
• 17:03:31: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #43 captures Subject examining the surroundings, spinning in circles as Subject processes INNER MAZE WALLS.

BIO CHIP indicates further activation of sympathetic nervous system: elevated heart rates, incr. perspiration, heightened adrenaline and cortisol levels, widened bronchial passages, temporary deactivation of all immediately non-essential bodily functions.

• 17:05:37: Subject collapses to knees. Minor bruising occurs. Remains in position for approx. 6 minutes.
• 17:05:55: Subject attempts to access NAME MEMORY FILE.

BIO CHIP indicates incr. activity of parasympathetic nervous system: decr. heart rate to 99 BPM at 15:10:22. Heart rate lowers to 94 at 17:11:03.

• 17:11: Subject stands and walks towards SOUTH WALL.
• 17:16: Subject reaches SOUTH WALL. Knocks on the stone twice. Places his fingertips on the stone and runs it along the wall until he reaches SOUTH DOOR.
• 17:18: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #3 captures Subject reaching SOUTH DOOR and looking into the MAZE. Remains in position for approximately 1 minute.

BIO CHIP measures incr. activity in medial temporal lobe as Subject processes spatial components of the MAZE beyond SOUTH DOOR. Subject’s sympathetic nervous response is activated.

Transcript of SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #3 audio recording at 17:18:52:

Recording begins.

SUBJECT 01: What…?

Recording ends.

• 17:20: Subject turns and walks away from SOUTH DOOR. Subject approaches FOREST.
• 17:26: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #93 captures Subject reaching FOREST and walking west along tree line.
• 17:28: Subject sits at edge of FOREST, looking to SOUTH WALL.
• 17:29:35: Subject attempts to access NAME MEMORY FILE.

BIO CHIP indicates activation of sympathetic nervous system and heightened activity in prefrontal cortex.

• 17:48: Subject stands and walks toward SOUTH DOOR.
• 17:52: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #3 captures Subject pausing in front of SOUTH DOOR.
• 17:52:36: Subject enters MAZE SECTION 6.

BIO CHIP measures incr. heart rate, peaking at 137 BPM at 17:57:36.

• 17:53: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #4 captures Subject walking slowly down SOUTH DOOR CORRIDOR.
• 17:54:19: Subject reaches first alternate path. After careful consideration (heightened activity in prefrontal cortex and medial temporal lobe), Subject turns right.
• 17:54: Further exploration of SECTION 6. Encounters 3 dead ends. Continuous active use of medial temporal lobe and hippocampus indicate spatial memory at work.
• 17:57:43: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #7 captures Subject staring up at darkening sky, turning back after approx. 9 seconds and retracing steps to HOMESTEAD.
• 17:59:50: Closing of all MAZE DOORS initiated.

BIO CHIP measures sharp incr. in adrenaline levels as Subject breaks into a sprint.

• 18:00:00: MAZE DOORS close. MAZE BEASTS #1 through #8 are released into the MAZE from respective SECTIONS.
• 18:00:00: Subject collapses to knees. Further bruising occurs. Remains in sitting position for approx. 1 minute, recovering from fear response.

Transcript of SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #3 audio recording at 18:08:57:

Recording begins.

MAZE BEAST #6: [Screeches]

SUBJECT 01:[REDACTED]!

[Subject stands and distances himself from CLOSED SOUTH DOOR.]

Recording ends.

BIO CHIP measures activation of parasympathetic nervous system and incr. activity in hippocampus and prefrontal cortex.

• 18:10: Subject approaches ELEVATOR and opens hatch. Subject examines contents of Elevator and jumps in.

Transcript of ELEVATOR audio recording at 18:10:14:

Recording begins.

SUBJECT 01: [Reading labels on boxes] WICKED.

SUBJECT 01: What the [REDACTED] does WICKED mean? (Inaudible.)

Remainder of audio consists of Subject reading labels of equipment and supplies aloud.

[Click as Subject turns on a torch.]

Recording ends.

• 18:11: SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #43 captures objects being thrown out of Elevator. First, a sleeping bag, followed by a bag of clothing. Continues until all supplies are unloaded from Elevator.
• 18:15: Subject climbs out of Elevator and closes hatch. Proceeds to organise supplies.
• 18:23: Subject completes supply organisation. Begins setting up makeshift tent.
• 18:39: Subject completes tent set-up. SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #78 captures Subject starting to eat in rations.
• 19:11: Subject sets up sleeping bag and prepares for sleep.
• MAZE BEASTS continue to howl and screech throughout the night. As a result, Subject experiences difficulty falling asleep. Audio recordings from SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #78 coincide with BIO CHIP measurements of bursts of activity in sympathetic nervous system at 19:12:37, 19:23:40, 21:05:36, 22:46:29, 23:07:47, 23:07:49 and 23:34:40.
• 23:38:47: Subject attempts to access NAME MEMORY FILE.
• 23:39:56: Subject accesses NAME MEMORY FILE.

Transcript of SURVEILLANCE CAMERA #78 audio recording at 23:39:57:

Recording begins.

SUBJECT 01: Mark.

[Subject laughs and repeats his name twice.]

Recording ends.

[WORLD IN CATASTROPHE: KILLZONE EXPERIMENT DEPARTMENT] MAZE TRIAL ZERO: Official Proposal

Folder:MAZE TRIAL ZERO > File: Official Proposal to Dr Ava Paige

To the desk of Dr Ava Paige

Date: 03/01/230

To Dr. Paige,

I write to you in regards to a new experiment proposal from the Department of Experimentation.

In order to map out the neural pathways of those Immune to the Flare in hopes of developing a universal cure for all, there remains an inherent need for new and efficient ways to stimulate subjects with an adverse environment for observation as to how Immune brain structures differ from those susceptible to the Flare virus.

Thus we present for your consideration:

THE MAZE TRIALS

in which subjects are placed in an unknown environment (The Maze) and are tasked with escape.

Please see the Details of Stakes Involved, Predicted Cost and Ethical Implications, attached as separate files.

In its preliminary stages, we have selected 10 Potential Subjects to participate in the first Maze Trial, to which we have coined the term Maze Trial Zero.

Profiles of Potential Subjects have been attached as separate files for your viewing.

We thank you for your time and look forward to hearing from you soon.

Regards,

Jeong Jaehyun

Head of the Department of Experimentation

World In Catastrophe: Killzone Experiment Department (W.I.C.K.E.D.)

[WORLD IN CATASTROPHE: KILLZONE EXPERIMENT DEPARTMENT] MAZE TRIAL ZERO: Potential Subject Profiles

Folder:MAZE TRIAL ZERO > File: Potential Subject Profiles

Subject 01

Name: Lee Minhyung (Mark)

Age: 18

Origin: Toronto, Canada

Status: Immune

Notes: Given his being the eldest of the group, he has already displayed acts of leadership for his fellow subject candidates. Seems to have a particular affection towards Subject 02.

Subject 02

Name: Park Jisung

Age: 15

Origin: Seoul, South Korea

Status: Immune

Notes: Youngest of group. Initial tests showed highest fear response to given stimuli alongside Subject 04. Close observation and comparison of results recommended.

Subject 03

Name: Lee Jeno

Age: 17

Origin: Incheon, South Korea

Status: Immune

Notes: Most compliant to directions. Frequent mediator of conflict between subjects (see Subject Observation Report 03.1.3). Initial tests show increased intelligence and advanced problem solving skills. Physical tests show consistently high results. Seems to have formed a friendship with Subject 07, who arrived at facility on same day.

Subject 04

Name: Lee Donghyuk

Age: 17

Origin: Seoul, South Korea

Status: Not Immune

Notes: Brought to facility as control subject while recruiting Immune siblings. Initial tests show advanced problem solving skills and highest fear response to given stimuli alongside Subject 02. Close observation and comparison of results recommended.

Subject 05

Name: Zhong Chenle

Age: 16

Origin: Shanghai, China

Status: Immune

Notes: Brought to facility by mercenaries in exchange for reward money upon finding him Immune after Crank attack. Seems to have formed a friendship with Subject 10, who is the same age. Hostile towards staff. Total of 4 behaviour warnings issued thus far.

Subject 06

Name: Huang Renjun

Age: 17

Origin: Jilin, China

Status: Not Immune

Notes: Particularly uncooperative in initial transport process to facility (see Subject Observation Report 06.1.1). Additional personnel called in for restraint when subject managed to get a hold of guard’s taser and proceeded to attempt escape. Controlled doses of amnesia-inducing pills administered, subject now cooperative and willing to follow orders.

Subject 07

Name: Na Jaemin

Age: 17

Origin: Jeonju, South Korea

Status: Not Immune

Notes: Surrendered to W.I.C.K.E.D. by parents at Korean Peninsula control border. Mostly compliant, if not silent. Initial tests show increased stamina and physical ability. Seems to have formed a friendship with Subject 03, who arrived at facility on same day.

Subject 08

Name: Liu Yangyang

Age: 17

Origin: Düsseldorf, Germany

Status: Immune

Notes: Surrendered to W.I.C.K.E.D. by parents at Germany control border. Only speaks to Subjects 05 and 06, given the language barrier between the rest.

Subject 09

Name: Osaki Shōtarō

Age: 17

Origin: Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan

Status: Not Immune

Notes: Recruited at Japan control border. Has refused to speak since arrival to facility, even to Japanese-speaking staff. Otherwise unable to communicate with other subjects due to language barrier.

Subject 10

Name: Jeong Sungchan

Age: 16

Origin: Seoul, South Korea

Status: Immune

Notes: Seems to have formed a friendship with Subject 05, who is the same age. Initial tests show advanced problem solving skills and good physical ability.

MAZE TRIAL ZERO Masterlist

An NCT Dream x The Maze RunnerAU

What if Alby wasn’t the first Glader?

• enjoy as i write purely for self-indulgence, born from my love of the series and a passion for putting my biases in fictional situations of mortal danger
• this series will be formatted as report files from W.I.C.K.E.D. as they test out their maze on our seven boys from NCT Dream
• there is no y/n in this series, only secondary observation reports
• to clarify, this plot can be read as a ‘prequel’ to The Maze Runner by James Dashner. there may be references to preexisting characters, however they will not be active agents in this series. technically, this is an alternate universe for the dreamies, not thomas and his friends.
• the warnings below should be enough to prepare you all for what’s coming lol. buckle up

⚠️ tw: major character death, violence, grievers, swearing, graphic depictions of gore and blood, weapon use, possible spoilers for The Maze Runner series. i cannot stress enough that you should read at your own discretion.

naturally, the genre is horror and will involve scientific observations to suggest adverse emotions, such as fear.

• this is a work of fiction closely tied to James Dashner’s novel series, The Maze Runner. while i do not intend to plagiarise any of his works, i will be using many of his plot points, including the maze, grievers, w.i.c.k.e.d., and some characters, e.g. Dr. Ava Paige, etc., however, the details of the plot will be of my own imagination.
• i do not own these characters, nor do i own James Dashner’s name or those of NCT Dream’s members. i am merely borrowing them for alternate universe purposes.

Folder: MAZE TRIAL ZERO > Folder: Pre-Trial Preparation and Planning

1. File: Official Proposal to Dr Ava Paige
2. File: Potential Subject Profiles
3. File: Details of Stakes Involved
4. File: Predicted Cost
5. File: Ethical Implications
6. File: Map of the Maze

Folder: MAZE TRIAL ZERO > Folder: Progress Reports > Folder: Week One

1. Report: Day One
2. Report: Day Two
3. Report: Day Three
4. Report: Day Four
5. Report: Day Five
6. Report: Day Six
7. Report: Day Seven

Folder: MAZE TRIAL ZERO > Folder: Conclusion

1. File: Discussion and Advice for Future Development

⚠️tw: weapon use, mentions of blood

1:07pm: “well, you’re not cod.”

it was not the silky smooth skin (scales?), nor the somewhat fascinating slits for gills flaring in the creature’s shock that first caught your attention. not even the wriggling tail, shimmering golds and greens and blues even in minimal sunlight with every movement.

it was the eyes. the wild young eyes that defied the status of prey and established itself as a living being, not just a body of meat and bones. there was a soul there, so hungry and alive, barely containing the storm behind them.

it was startling how such fire could come from a child of the sea.

thetis had blessed you today with your first close-up look at a real merman, suspended above you in a fishing net. still hissing and thrashing, it bared its teeth at you and the crew, fighting for freedom, but only managing to tangle itself further in the process.

“lucky catch?” first mate!johnny mused, shrugging his shoulder.

“didn’t think we’d see merpeople in these waters,” quartermaster!jaehyunmuttered.

cook!chenle was shaking his head. “we can’t eat that,” he said, arms crossed over his chest.

“no shit,” pirate!haechan replied, “we’ve all heard the stories — men’s blood freezing up in their veins.” he shuddered. “don’t know about y'all, but i’m not about to have my blood turned into slush.”

your crewmates’ words hung about you like the low-hanging clouds on a still day, and yet you couldn’t take your eyes off the creature, so very clearly out of its element.

to see such a beautiful, fatal beast struggling in such a way under your hand, exposed and vulnerable — so wonderfully voyeuristic and intimate, you couldn’t help but become intrigued by it. him.

his eyes had turned from furious to panicked as the net was lowered down onto the deck, grabbing at the ropes and swiping desperately as if his claws could cut through in such a time.

you still had yet to say a word, still stunned with awe as he spilled out onto the wooden deck along with the rest of the catch — but found yourself lunging forward as you saw your crew stepping forward to handle him however they planned.

hand at your sheathed cutlass, you stepped in front of the merman, turning to face your crew with a daring glare.

“you won’t touch him,” you warned, raising your chin to challenge anyone to question your authority.

jaehyun let out a sigh and motioned for the others to step back. they begrudgingly obeyed, just as the captain’s quarters opened and captain!taeyong, your brother, stepped out on deck.

“what’s going on there?”

“merman, sir,” cabin boy!jisung piped up, “pulled up the fishing net and there he was, sir.”

“merman, you say?” taeyong repeated, taking his time down the stairs. “you mean that boy?”

looking back at him, your jaw dropped as the boy’s tail seemed to melt away, fins into flesh and bending into knees — real knees, ankles and feet and all — right before your very eyes.

the boy’s face was twisted with nausea and pain, and you realised he must have been enduring the sensations of new limbs being created in real time, bones fusing and scales sinking into skin, then splitting into two separate legs. you winced as he visibly fought back a strained groan of agony.

you took a second to process the transformation before you as the crowd parted for your captain like the splitting sea as he approached. you clenched your jaw when he signalled you to step aside, but you did so cautiously nevertheless.

crouching in front of the naked half-boy, taeyong ignored his (weaker) warning hiss and held a short blade under his chin, tilting it upwards so as to get a better look at his gills as they vanished, fusing back into the skin of his neck. he took a long gasp of air, strained with the position he was held in.

“now, what’s a pretty thing like you doing in our fishing net?”

instead of replying, he snapped at his hand, jaws opening to reveal a normal, human set of teeth. instead of flinching, however, like most of the crew, your brother gave him a warning of his own, stabbing downwards at the half-boy’s no-longer-webbed hands. the blade caught the gap between his thumb and finger, which would have pinned him to the deck had he still been in his merman form.

your grip tightened on your cutlass’ handle as the creature yelped in shock. “taeyong, enough!” nudging him hard out of your way, you reach down and pull the knife out, throwing it aside. you turn on your brother, recovering from his fall. “get away from him,” you snapped, only to be met with laughter.

“what’s it to you, whether it dies or not?”

“you’ll leave him alone, and that’s that.” you tried to put as much finality as you could into your voice, half-worried it wouldn’t be enough — but to your surprise, taeyong snorted and gave you a nod.

“suit yourself,” he placed his hands on his hips, “what would you have us do with it, then? leave it in the sun to dry?”

the merman let out a low growl at that suggestion, but you ignored it.

“we let him go.”

pirate!jaemin threw off his shirt to drape over the shivering boy as he was hauled up onto shaky new feet, legs buckling and knees giving in with the first few steps he took.

as soon as he could take certain steps, taeyong ordered for the plank to be taken out, and they were quick to usher him onto it to drop back into the sea. he hadn’t helped at all, squirming profusely in protest all throughout.

the boy’s previous feral ferocity had long since gone, and his eyes now screamed of a strange panic and fear. glancing from the horizon to his feet and the waters below and back, he seemed to be hesitating. wasn’t the ocean his home?

you didn’t dare move a muscle in anticipation until he looked desperately over his shoulder, staring straight at you — begging for mercy from the only person who had granted it to him.

pure instinct launched you forward, stepping onto the plank and tiptoeing over to him, ignoring your crew’s exclamations behind you.

“it’s okay,” you called out, “you can come back.”

the boy clutched at the shirt, wrapping it tighter around himself as he trembled in cold, beautiful face twisted in anguish.

“come back with me,” you beckoned, reaching your open hand out. “i can protect you.”

you realised you didn’t even know for certain that he knew what you were saying, but your eyes seemed to say enough for him. he managed a shaky step towards you, then another, and another, until he was within reach for him to take your hand (albeit tentatively).

the plank was nowhere near wide enough for you to support him side by side, so you offered your arm and shoulder for him to grab onto and lean on as you led him back onto the ship. the crew allowed enough space for him to collapse to his knees almost as soon as he climbed back on deck, and you ordered for jisung to bring him a new outfit.

soon, the crowd dispersed, returning to their duties — you looked up from helping him put on a clean shirt to taeyong, grinning down at you.

“you’ll be responsible for it from now on,” he said.

“i know.”

“good,” he nodded slowly, seeming to be proud of himself.

you fastened the last button for him and examined his face as he stared down into his lap.

“do you have a name?”

the boy’s pale lips twitched, like he was trying to form words as you had done.

you repeated your question, softer and slower.

you didn’t know what voice you were expecting from him, but it was more melodic and fragile than you could have ever imagined.

“renjun,” he murmured, “my name is renjun.”

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part two

forgot to upload this oops

Send Me Request

cmon send me some good requests for imagines or series for me to write

moving in with na jaemin!

hehe im back after not posting for a long ass time with a short fluff :)

pairing - gender neutral! reader x na jaemin

genre - fluff

requested - nah

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- uwu so you guys are like okay laid ease its time for us to be grown and move tf out

- you guys spent the whole week before moving your stuff over to the apartment and unpacking

- jaemin is like “dont miss me too much guys i’ll just be down the street”

- hyuck is like “no ones gonna miss you but ok”

- anyways!

- so you guys move into the apartment down the street from the dorms together

- hes like lets have a special dinner to celebrate us living togther

- and its kind of cute :) and you uwu silently watching him cooking

- you guys are just excited to live together because you can kiss as much as you want without jisung yelling ew

- anyways you walk in to the kitchen getting ready to take advantage of this kissing but then you look at the fridge

- and you see pictures of you and jaemin together and you literally uwu out loud can you believe it

- “jaemin did you put all this up on the fridge?”

- “maybe why?” he mumbles back distracted but you notice the little pink tint to his cheek

- “you’re so freaking cute” and you launch yourself over to him bc ur dramatic

- so yeah remember when i said jaemin was gonna cook

- well he did more than just COOK

- he made a feast

- chef boyarde

- and you’re ready to dive in

- but hes like babe hold on

- and he clears his throat and give this long ass speech about how happy he is to have move in with the love of his life

- “i know i joke around a lot but seriously moving in with you has made me the happiest man ever you’re the love of my life and im so happy to grow and create a loving space to come home to with you”

- and then he just nonchalantly starts eating his food as if he doesnt have you on the verge of tears

- and you just grab his hand and tell you love him so much and is so excited to live with him before giving him a phat smooch on his cheek

- and hes so cute and ever 10 minutes or so he will lean over and feed you or clean your mouth for you

- and you just cant believe you get to live with and love this beautiful human

- so basically you’ve just been heart eyes all day

- and now its time to sleep

- and he’s laughing at you because you’ve been heart eyes all day and he’s definitely noticed

- so you’re just all snuggled up in his arms playing with his fingers because he has cute hands

- and he like kisses your neck and tells you how cute you are

- and you’ve had enough

- so you’re just like can you stop being fucking cute jesus christ

- and you know hes doing it on purpose

- but he cant help it bc he loves when he looks at you and sees the love you have for him in your eyes

- so he just keeps whispering sweet nothings in your ear and kissing your neck and shoulder ever so often till you fall asleep

- and then he eventually falls asleep with his head buried in the crook of your neck

- and thats the first day of you living with jaemin

soulmate!jeno 

genre - fluff

pairing - reader x jeno

a/n - lowercase intended as usual ya know *jaemin voice* lets get it!  not gonna lie this imagine kind of uh sucked.

jaemin version      haechan version

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- the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror is scream. 

- your eyes were silver making you look like a demon. you were gonna kill your soulmate.. well if you could find them.

- over the years your eyes were the standard dark brown eyes. you thought you would have it easy like your soulmate’s words imprinted into your arms. maybe even having the luck of hearing your soulmate’s voice in your head.

- that was until you one you woke up with light caramel eyes. then your family realized your soulmate mark was that your eyes matched the hair color of your soulmates. 

- just last week your eyes we’re matching a blonde hair color and today you woke up with your eyes silver making you look even scary to yourself.

- “what?!” your brother frantically ran into the bathroom holding his baseball bat.

- you turn around pointing at your eyes before he releases a screech. 

- “mom, y/n is possesed!” he yells running out of the bathroom.

- you grumbled to yourself praying that your soulmate switches their hair back to a normal color so you can enjoy walking around without looking like a demon. 

- “hey your eyes look uh… so cool!” your bestfriend attempts to put a smile on their face to reassure you but you saw straight through it.

- “yeah yeah, i know.” you grumble trying to eat your fries in peace without everyone staring at you. 

- “maybe your soulmate is an idol, thats why your eyes are always crazy colors.”

- “i doubt it, maybe my soulmate just likes being different.” you say giggling, imagining what your soulmate was like.

- all you knew is as soon as you met your soulmate, you were gonna beg them to stop the crazy dyes. you made it easier for them by never dying your hair once in your life but unfortunately your soulmate didn’t seem to feel the same way.

- “oh my god! y/n.” your friend exclaimed pulling you out of your thoughts.

- “ what! you made me drop my fry!” (you made me drop my croissant)

- “i know who your soulmate is!”

- “no you don’t shut up.” you grab your stuff about to head out but they grab your hand.

- “look! it’s lee jeno! his hair was dark brown his whole life then his hair was light caramel around the same time your eyes were and then his hair was blonde last week just like your eyes! now today his hair is silver and now your eyes are silver! its him, its him! yes! no more having to pay for nct concerts!” they exclaimed super quickly and excited. 

- “maybe it’s just a coincidence. people mistake others for their soulmate’s all the time!” you say while walking away before your friend had a chance to argue.

- the thought of jeno being your soulmate was unsettling. he was perfect and idol. you would barely get to see him and you would have to deal with hate, screaming girls and having to get his company and bandmates to like you. it all seemed very, very scary to you. 

- the next morning, you stumbled out of bed going to the bathroom to wash your face. instead of finding your toothbrush you found a new surprise, your eyes.

- this time your eyes were a blueish color and again you couldn’t help but let out a scream.

- “if your eyes look any scarier than yesterday, i don’t wanna see!” your brother screamed back at you. 

- at school your best friend shook their head at you smiling. 

- “i knew it!” they screamed shoving a picture of jeno in your face. 

- “lucky for you, i begged my sister to let you come to the fansign instead of her. looks like your meeting your soulmate, am i the best bestfriend or what?!”

-  you groaned, needing to sit down for a second. you were finally coming face to face with your soulmate. 

[time skip yo]

- your friend woke up you up in the wee hours in the morning, showing up to your window with a box a dye, bleach and some gloves.

- “hell no!” there was no way that you were gonna let them dye your hair. not only was she no professional, she wanted to dye it the same colors as jeno. 

- “theres a bunch of girls who use contacts to try and tell jeno that they are his soulmate! we have to make sure he knows you’re his real soulmate!” she says before grabbing you and pulling you into the bathroom. 

- “uh… so i heard bleaching your hair can kinda hurt sometimes, so just think about meeting your soulmate.” as soon as you heard kinda hurt you attempted dashing to the door only to be met with the hard shoulder of your brother.

- “y/bf/n told me not to let you out, so back in you go!” he yells pushing you back in the bathroom and closing the door. (sike you really though you were gonna get out and ruin my story?)

- four hours later, your friend did a surprisingly decent job and now you and jeno had matching hair like the couple goals y’all are.

- you arrive at the fansign and your heart drops. his eyes are still the regular color. 

- you’re on the verge of tears. you got your hopes up really high thinking you had finally found your soulmate but unfortunately they were still out there.

- your friend looks at you apologetically but your turn away instead locking eyes with jeno. 

- an expression of panic settles upon his face before he puts his finger into his eye taking out his contact lenses, revealing his eye color to be the same as yours. 

- his blue eyes turn into crescents as he smiles you before turning to the staff and asking them something. 

- before you can even process what has just happened, a staff member is aking you to join jeno in some secluded area.

- you bid your friend farewell before following the instructions of the staff member to find jeno waiting for you. 

- you smile running to hug him feelings his arms wrap around your waist.

- you’re relishing in the moment before pulling away slapping his arm playfully. 

- “hey!”

- “you big idiot! you keep dying your hair, making my eyes look crazy. then you wear contacts scaring me half to the death that you aren’t really my soulmate!”

- he chuckles bring you back into his arms. 

- “i’m sorry soon i’ll go back to black just for you.”  

request open!

okay so i closed request because i was backed up. Also sorry if I hadn’t done your request yet, sometimes certain request just dont inspire me but i will try to get to it!

ANYWAYS! you guys can start requesting now again i would appreciate if you guys requested more johnny bc i wanna write for him! But yeah get requesting! love ya!

dream in a dream - na jaemin

soulmate!jaemin

genre - fluff with a little angst

pairing - jaemin x reader (i try to make all my imagines gener neutral unless requested otherwise)

a/n - im back i love jaemin sm bye! i hope you all enjoy

lowercase intended! *not proofread*

jeno version        haechan version

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- everyone always has a different way of finding their soulmate.

- one of your friends was stuck in a loop until they found their soulmate haechan and another one of your friends had their soulmate voice in their head.

- out of all of your mini friend group you have it just a little harder.

- you know what your soulmate looks like and their personality, the problem was just you didn’t know where your soulmate was.

- you only know his name starts with a j and that he was really adorable.

- you were able to communicate in your dreams, almost every night you guys would sit in some unrecognizable area and talk.

- today you were extra tired, you and your soulmate agreed to go to sleep around 10 pm every night so you would get to spend time together but you couldn’t help it.

- after two ap test and your friends being constantly lovey dovey with their soulmates at lunch you couldn’t help but want to take a i’m lowkey bitter about not knowing my soulmate nap.

- you were in dreamland for almost two hours when jaemin finally popped up.

- “baby, how long have you been waiting for me?” he smiled going to kiss your cheek.

- “i’m not sure, it’s been a while though. i couldn’t help it though my test and friends were stressing me out.” you whined slightly as he pulled you into his chest.

- you laugh when he tickles your sides trying to brighten your mood.

- “what did your friends do?”

- “oh it’s nothing they can help, i just get a little sad and jealous when i see them with their soulmates at lunch. it’s stupid” you murmur the last part looking down.

- he lifts your chin up smiling down at you, “it’s okay baby because soon we will meet. plus we must be the coolest couple who else gets to meet their soulmate in their dream every night?”

- you couldn’t help the smile that blossomed on your face. he always knew how to make everything better and make you smile even when you don’t want to.

- you guys just sit holding each other for a while and you can feel the sort of melancholic atmosphere.

- you knew both of you were thinking, what if dreams were all you were gonna have for a long time.

- you know its time to go when you can feel yourself slightly stirring in your sleep.

- he gives you a sad smile, a smile nonetheless, kissing your cheek before you wake up.

- you still feel kinda sad but with a more determination to find your soulmate, wanting to prove dreams would not be the only thing you have.

- you ask your friends if they or their soulmates know a boy with golden brown hair and name starts with a j.

- they all say they know nothing and you feel slightly defeated but you promised yourself you wouldn’t give up!

- you started to go later and later into your dreams (which was bad because you guys only had a limited amount of time starting) because you would spend most of your time after school exploring new areas in hopes of finding your love.

- one night your mom requested you come straight home and you took a nice loooongggggg nap and you saw jaemin waiting there for you with an expression that is a mixture of annoyance and worry.

- you wrapped your arms around him but he didn’t return the hug and you looked up at him confused.

- “what’s wrong, honey?”

- “why do you keep coming into your dreams later? you know our time is limited already. i haven’t even seen you properly for a month.”

- well you didn’t really wanna tell him you were looking for him because he told you before he thinks you will meet when the time is right and that spending time together in your dreams was worth the wait.

- “i’ve just been busy is all.” you said softly trying not to upset him. unfortunately that didn’t seem to work.

- “you must mistake me for a fool. i’m your soulmate, you think i don’t know that you’ve been wandering around everywhere trying to find me again?”

- you kinda gasped a little but you knew jaemin had always been very perceptive and you aren’t exactly an expert in hiding things.

- he could see the sad look on your face so he tried to calm down but he couldn’t help the clear annoyance in his voice.

- “baby, you were too busy worrying about me that you didn’t even stop to think about yourself. what if your wandering lead you into a bad area, did you even think about the possibility of us not being close to each other?“

- before you even got the chance to respond you woke up because your mom was calling you for dinner and told you the next day you would be visiting your cousins for the weekend.

- so the next day, you guys pull up to your cousins house and shes like “omg i’m sorry if i knew you were coming I wouldn’t have invited friends over.”

- and you tell her it’s okay you’ll just chill in the living room and catch up with the babies and everyone else.

- so an hour later your cousins friends are walking through the living room and you look up and your heart drops.

- it’s him.

- you look down because you start to get nervous because i mean your meeting the love of your life.

- but its too late because he’s already tackling you into a hug.

- “i’m so happy we finally met baby.”

- “honey, can you tell me your name.” you try to say with your normal voice but he’s hugging you too tight.

- “oh yeah i forgot we don’t know that about each other.” he laughs.

- “i’m na jaemin and i’m your soulmate.”

pls :)

can someone send in a kun request so i can have an excuse to write for him LMAOOOOO do ittt

cuddling with zhong chenle!

a/n: im sorry for the delay, i like suck at request for some reasons. btw i try to make all my imagines gender neutral so!

*this is also lowercase intended! im also too lazy to proofread so sorry for mistakes!

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- Probably runs his hands through you hair

- babbles on and on about random stuff and you just listen to him

- laughs with his cute ass dolphin laugh in your ear

- probably attempts to say a joke but starts laughing loudly in the middle of it

- tries to teach you phrases in chinese but starts laughing at your attempts

- but when he gets a little more tired he starts getting more soft

- random kisses

- loves holding your hands while he wraps his arms around your shoulders

- every time you give him random pecks he starts smiling and laughing

- his hugs are probably so relaxing and makes you forget everything for a while

- teases you every time you get blushy

- probably gets excited when he sees you drifting to sleep so be can admire you without awkwardly giggling

- whispers (well attempts to) “i love cuddling with you so much”

- fave cuddle position is to have you against his chest

- he probably asks to cuddle like allllll the time

- “sweetheart, can we cuddle now”

- “baaabyy, forget school i am more important now come cuddle with me”

- looking up at him and telling him how cute he is.

- “you’re so cute baby”

- him giggling again before pecking your cheeks.

- in short cuddling with chenle is soft, cute, full of dolphin laughs and happens a lot.

question

should i turn the ways to say i love you into a series for a couple of boys are no? Inbox me your opinions pls! or im gonna have chenle glock you