For Life

2:37 pm — chenle has everything. he has an expensive car, a magnificent mansion he treats as a home, dozens of butlers who answer his every beck and call – he has a more than lavish lifestyle. he attends one of the most prestigious institutions in the country and has a long list of impressive extra curriculars and scholarships.

however, every time he tries to snatch the attention of the quiet student who enjoys to linger in the library after school, and is met with a blank stare along with a polite refusal – why does his heart feel so empty?

our boys ;-;

tenderlyrenjun: they are winking, they are best friends, they are so cute!!!!!!!! chenle's little half smirk and whatever renjun is doing to try and be taller hghfhsjdb

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still here

summary: it all started with a kiss from your best friend, mark. and most cases, one night stands do not usually end well... right?

note: best friend!mark, sexual implications, cursing/profanities, making out? and purely confused and panicking mark lee.

genre: 99.9% angst and 0.1% fluff | word count: 1.5k

- mark never had a good night's sleep in a while until now.

he opened his eyes and the window to his left side almost told him “good morning”, so bright, so sunny. but he looked at the bookshelves beside a study table, and the bulletin board stacked with utility bills and polaroid films of friends just above a supposed to be a replica of surely an andy warhol pop-art painting.

this was definitely not mark’s room.

he was about to remove the blanket that is sitting on his legs when a figure beside him shuffled a little. the back facing him was bare, messy hair all he could see. but he instantly recognized it, and the room, for so long; because it was you.

slightly panicking, mark carefully removed the warm clothing above his thighs then there he saw that he was only wearing his boxers. right above, just a little, he could see the messy lining of his shirt, and it was definitely worn the other way around.

he rose from the bed carefully, avoiding causing any disturbance. mark made sure his footsteps were inaudible while he was looking for his pants and grey hoodie on the floor. he slowly picked his jeans up, but the belt still made a faint clang noise that he held it so tightly while putting it back on. he also removed his wrinkled, reversed shirt so it would be worn correctly this time before topping it with his grey hoodie.

then mark just… stood there in front of your bed, watching you, trying to recall what has happened last night. then it was all slowly coming back to him.

now, if you happened to wake up at this very moment, then what would he do?

-

mark bit his lower lip as he was trying to answer the question he is about to face later on. he suddenly felt the need to apologize.

maybe because may have been selfish.

he suddenly kissed you while watching before sunrise. maybe, just maybe, if the romantic and sexual tension were not so intense throughout the film, then he would not have needed to finally act upon what he has been thinking all this time.

but the fact that you gave in... god, he thought, you gave in. no sight of alcohol around, just pure sober thoughts. mark has no idea where he got the push.

but was he remember asking you if you wanted it. mark needed the confirmation, just to make sure you are on the same page as him.

“you want this, right?”

you were catching your breath from the heated kiss when he asked. and yes, you wanted more.

“i would not hold back this time, baby”, you giggled. you liked him calling you baby. “are you sure?”

“mark..." you replied. "baby…”

you were straddling him and started kissing his neck again. mark’s eyes were closed and feeling his crotch against your clothed sex, but he was not so sure that you understand; that if you continue along, the morning may not be the same anymore.

and now, with mark wondering, here we are.

so he removed your arms, now wrapped around his neck while you planted kisses on his cheek, and firmly intertwined his hand with yours.

mark looked you in the eyes so intently, your gaze could not leave his.

“i’m asking again,”, he emphasized. “are you sure you really want to do this?”

and it took you seconds to nod, as you had already caught what he is thinking—the consequences, the adjustments, the confrontation to be served via breakfast.

“mmh”, you hummed.

“words. i need to hear it.”

“yes, mark. i want this.”, you replied. “do you?”

“yes, i do… so much.” he put his palm on the right side of your cheek, just a little graze yet soft, so warm, so lovely. “you have no idea.”

mark has been staring at your still-sleeping figure for too long. too long, really. should he just leave a text that says, “hey... we need to talk about last night.”? or maybe go for an old-fashioned way and write a note saying “i had to go. errands.”, when in fact, it is a sunday morning and he is actually on work leave?

but omitting some words behind these questions, should he leave?—the simple question as it is, but would he be treating you the same as his one-night stands? for him, you deserve more than just ditching and letting avoidance do its own work at this point. you are a friend—the best friend.

you finally shuffled from your former position, still sleeping. from facing the back, your body is now almost facing where mark stands still. his fight or flight response is now asking him several questions. he wanted to run from the consequences he emphasized last night. he thought he could handle them but fuck, no.

mark, noticing that you were still unconscious made him run his fingers through his hair. slightly frustrated and he may have muttered "fuck, fuck, fuck!", a little too loud and-

“just lock the door when you leave, mark.”

mark froze on his feet, mouth agape at your sudden words.

you said it so... nonchalantly. and so you went back to your former position, facing your back against him once again too quickly but still, eyes closed.

you were waiting for him to leave immediately now you may have answered the thing that has been bugging him for minutes now.

and of course, you knew the moment you gave in, there was no turning back. you wish you could say “i love you.”, but you would have rather devour into the kiss, hoping your actions would translate those words instead. so you went along; touching him for the very first time, and feeling all of him for the last time.

but what hurts most is that you know where this is gonna go, that you will wake up to the sounds of shuffling and rummaging the one-night stand’s clothes on the floor, and the footsteps while the guy is putting his shoes on. and what has happened this morning so far is no exception.

maybe mark was too kind just to leave because you are you. and it stings more to know that you are just… a friend.

and it hurts more to see that he was ready to go.

so you just had to instruct him what others usually do. and you just wish you woke up a little later on an empty, messy bed—finding him gone for good.

-

mark felt a strong pang struck into his chest. he felt like his heart is being held tight, being twisted, being ripped into pieces.

and it hurts him more that you thought he was going to leave, that you thought he was going to be another one-night stand, and that you have already accepted that everything that you both went through is now ruined.

so when mark walked towards the door, your breath suddenly hitched but was inaudible. he clicked the lock, turned the doorknob, and you heard the door opening and closing.

you finally let out a sob that has been desperately wanting to be released as he was collecting his things.

tears damped your pillow until your cries lulled you to sleep.

-

your room is illuminated by the sunset, thanks to the always bright window. already past afternoon, you managed to escape the dreadful morning.

a little foolish of you, really, to check your phone and hope mark would leave a text. you chuckled at the ridiculous thought, only to find your notification bar empty.

but then you heard faint noises coming from your living room. a little shuffling and steps over there. you stood up and opened your door.

and there he was, actually in the kitchen, checking out what is in your refrigerator. you slowly walked in his direction.

“mark?”

he turned around and said, “hey.”

“what are you doing?”

“trying to cook.”

and he was holding his phone, and there appears to be a cooking tutorial paused on the screen.

“cook what?”

“pesto…? actually, dang, you don’t have enough ingredients so i’m just gonna do a quick run at 7/11 so—”

“mark?”, you asked, now more confused than ever, “you never left.”

for mark, this was never a mistake. he had wanted and waited for this for so long. this—overcoming the boundaries and just feeling you entirely–the making out, the fucking, the embracing, the tangled bodies, the intertwined hands, the how are yous, the sharing of joys and growing pains, everything and more; and most importantly, the i love yous.

he finally did not walk out the door for once, now that he has had you in his arms last night. no fumbling with the bags this time.

enough of the jealousy and the constant checking of his phone, waiting for a text after you went out on a date, thinking he is going to lose you to another guy because mark could never say how much you mean to him. no more subtle touching, like how he likes it when he wraps his arms around your shoulders. sometimes, he would just leave it there after saying he needs to protect you while crossing the street. and more, so much more.

mark needs more—never from but of–mark needs more of you. because good god, for once, he knows what love is—and love is the entirety of you.

so mark just shrugged with a sheepish grin plastered on his face.

“still here, baby.”

and you loved that cute, stupid smile every single time.

what a sight.

sports & specialities - lee jeno

ok so this imagine is a highschool!jeno one, i hope you guys like it 

also FEEL FREE TO LEAVE REQUESTS PLEASE <33 

word count:1.6k 

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Lee Jeno was the basketball god of your grade

Everyone knew he was going places after he would finish school

All the teachers in the physical education faculty adored his hard work and determination as well as his charming personality

As the new school year rolled by, it was time for your grade to choose electives for the year

These subjects weren’t meant to be taken as seriously as mathematics or English, supposedly, but each student took long considerations before choosing their subjects

Jeno obviously chose an extension of sport and lifestyle as his main priority

But he also disregarded all the other subjects, only selecting the ones that revolved around the physical education faculty

This is where the story really starts

On the first day of school

Jeno waltzed into his first class, which was located in one of the health rooms

He smiled brightly at the teacher whom he was already familiar with, turning himself to the class, he only saw a total of 12 people, including you

His smile turned into a more dazed look

“am I in the right class?” he asked his teacher

“yes, you’re on the roll, this is community and family studies! Or CAFS for short!” the teacher cheered at him

jeno’s eyes almost burst out of their sockets

“this has to be a mistake, I chose sports and lifestyle extension!” he exclaimed, internally groaning

“oh, I will have to check with the other teachers, but for now, please take a seat, you are still required to be in a class” the teacher looked at him solemnly, extending his arm to the seat next to you

jeno huffed in frustration, quickly shuffling to his seat

you looked at him with a face of annoyance

you couldn’t believe he was being so petty about a damn elective

there was always time to appeal for a change but you guess he wasn’t fully understanding that

he roughly plumped his stuff on your desk, the corner of his folder hitting your arm

“Sorry” he mumbled, not looking at you, taking out his pen and twiddling with it

“apology unaccepted” you mumble back, not expecting him to hear

“excuse you?” he finally looked at you, this time with a confused look

“I understand you’re pissed about being put into this class, but honestly, give it a chance it’s not as bad as you think it’ll be” you tried to reason with him in hopes he’d stop being so petty

“I’m not mad I got this subject, I just understand everything in sports and lifestyle, I feel like I have to start entirely fresh here” he explained, you were not expecting that answer

“well everyone in this class is here for the first time, so you’ll keep up with us, okay?” you gave him a small smile before turning to the teacher

 jeno glanced at you, the ends of his mouth rose up 

 how did you cheer him up in like 10 seconds honestly? 

 that recess break, jeno went to talk to the head teacher and asked to switch classes

 bad news tho, sorta 

 the class he wants to be in is currently full, so he got put on a waiting list which means, he has to stay in community and family studies 

 the reason he was put there in the first place was because it falls under the health component, in which he selected at the beginning

 he felt like an idiot for not properly filling the form 

 So the next lesson he had of CAFS, he had researched some content that was in the syllabus and felt somehow confident

 he slumped in his seat next to you and smiled brightly, showcasing his trademarked eye smile 

 “oh I see someone’s happy today” you joked

 “just excited for class I guess” he smirked you rolled your eyes before letting out a giggle, then began to take notes that were on the board

 you could see throughout the lesson that jeno kept scratching the back of his neck, paired with a puzzled look on his face 

 “um are you okay?” you whispered to him he shook his head softly 

 you felt bad for him 

 he really was trying his hardest

 you push you book closer to his, shuffling your chair to go through the different concepts of the topic 

 by the end of class, jeno was mostly caught up with what had been taught so far but was still a lil lost 

 “hey, y/n, can we go to the library this lunch break? I still need you to explain this part to me” he asked as you were about to leave class 

 you swung your bag over your shoulder and gave him a smile 

 he was actually really cute 

 you nodded to his request as you both walked to the library on the way, jeno saw his friends

 they waved at him to come to them, but then stopped as they saw you walking with him 

 the look on their faces were priceless 

 they all gave him smirks before dispersing to their own table

jeno opened the door to the library for you, making you blush a bit

 he led you to a table and you both got to work

 this went on for a few weeks 

 you’d meet up every second day at lunch to go over the content together 

 sometimes he’d explain stuff to you and vice versa - aside from school work, you and jeno became closer

 you had small inside jokes about the people in your class and even your teacher 

 you both made friends with the librarian due to the amount of time you spent in there 

 you often caught jeno looking at you while you were trying to explain something to him

 but as soon as your eyes met, he’d turn his head away and stare down at the paper in front of him, which made you chuckle slightly

  he often sat close to you, not that you minded 

  he also brushed his hand by yours when he was getting papers or a pencil which made the both of you blush 

  you couldn’t get enough of his eye smile seriously 

  it never failed to make your day - anyways - one day, you were having a pretty shitty day

  and didn’t really feel like having your usual library session with jeno

  but you were also preoccupied with work from other subjects and forgot to tell him that you wanted to reschedule 

  so poor jeno 

  shows up to the library alone

  and waits for you 

 but you never show up 

  after school, he messages you 

  “did I do something y/n? why didn’t you come to the library?”

  you almost face palmed yourself 

  “oh my gosh, I completely forgot, I was just having a bad day and had other work to finish, im so sorry” 

  he couldn’t help but feel bad he wasn’t able to help you through your day 

  “do you want to talk about it?” 

  “yeah that’d be nice, there’s just a lot to say”

  “it’s ok! Meet me at the park in 10 mins” 

  you smiled widely, almost feeling instantly better that he actually wanted to listen to you

  you saw jeno sitting at a bench at the park 

  you took a seat next to him, placing your hands in your lap

  he looked at you with the softest smile you had ever seen  

 “tell me about your day, don’t leave out any details” 

  you sighed gently before releasing the biggest groan you had ever let out in your life, even he was shocked

  you began ranting away, talking about how your first period teacher kept calling on you for no reason and how you spilt milk on your new school shoes and also how some dude pushed you at the train station on the way to school

  while you were venting your head off 

 jeno was just staring 

  admiring your passion in a way 

  he interrupted “I’m sorry but I need to say that you’re really cute when you’re ranting”

  he widened his eyes, not fully processing what he said 

  you stopped talking, whipping your head to look him in the eye cause damn wtf was that

  “you think I’m cute?” 

  “always have” goddammit jeno 

  you blushed so hard lmao

  like even your hoodie couldn’t hide it 

  you took this opportunity to make a move on him 

  you took his hands in yours and slid yourself over so your shoulders were touching and there was no space between you

  “I’ve always thought you were pretty cute too” you said, playing with his fingers gently 

  he felt all fluffy inside 

  not knowing what to say 

  you liked making him flustered so you decide to take it up a notch and place a small peck on his cheek 

 you could literally feel the heat radiating off his face

 your faces were close together as he had turned to you 

 “I’m glad I got put into your class” he whispered softly 

 your hands still tangled together and you were now staring into his eyes 

 “maybe sports aren’t your only specialty” you giggled at your comment, causing him to laugh along

 NOW he took you by surprise by placing a quick peck on your nose

 Gosh y’all were too awkward 

 But y’all cute too 

 So yeah idk how to end this 

 I might make a part 2 but it’d be like a bf jeno one 

 Anyways im done so bye

Midnight love Masterlist

Pairings: Taeyong x reader, possible Jaehyun x reader oop

Genre:  Social media!au, angst, fluff, suggestive maybe, ex-lovers!au

Summarry: In which the world’s favorite up and coming artist, Lee Taeyong, never stopped loving his ex and wants to make things right this time.

A/N: So I’ve decided to make a masterlist for this series just so it’s easier for people to navigate it. I plan on finishing this series even if it takes me ages haha. 

Teaser-Prologue 

Profiles part 1 Profiles part 2

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

What a loser

You’re confused.

You’re utterly confused right now, because the biggest bad boy in school is standing in front of you, asking to join the fake club you made when you were seven, and he looks like he’s serious.

“You want to join cool club?”

the weird bad boy doyoung au no one wanted but i wrote anyways. enjoy ^^

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Yaoi manga without rape:

Blue! Blue! Blue! / Blue! Blue! Blue! dj - After Story

Blue Sky Complex

Bokura no Shokutaku

Bukiyo Na Bokura No Sukima

Bokura ga Koi wo Ushinau Riyuu

Boku no Omawarisan

Darlin’, Iikagen ni Shiya Gare

Dekoboko Sugar Days

Fruit, Gateau au Chocolat

Hatsukoi no Tonari

Honto Yajuu

Hoshi to Harinezumi 

It Can’t Be Mutual Love!!

Kitto Oujisama ga Nante

Koi ga Ochitara

Like a Sugar    

Motoyan Papa to Hitsuji-sensei

Mujaki na Wanko to Nekokaburi

On Doorstep

Renai Nante Itashimasen!

Renai Nante Yurushimasen!

Rutta To Kodama

Seikaku Kuzu De Nani Ga Warui

Suki ni Nattara Dame desu ka?

The Crows Marriage

Urusai Kurai no Kokuhaku Kudasai

Yamada To Shounen

Yukidoke no Koi Omegaverse:

Boku No High Spec Kareshi-sama

Kyou Kara Omega ni Narimashita

Okusama wa Alpha

Pendulum: Kemonobito Omegaverse

Sayonara Alpha

Tadaima, Okaeri

Totsugimasen Kara!

Unmei Ja Nai Hito

Unmei no Kisu wa Oazuke

『 angel! jacob inspired by carl von marr 』

True Love

A Jeno fic that’s a part of our Halloween Series!

Summary: You, an employee at an entertainment company, are immune to the charms of their biggest star Lee Jeno.

Pairing: Rockstar! Jeno x female reader

Genre: romance, drama, fantasy, suspense

Warning: alcohol use, smut mention, stalking, manipulation 

Word Count: 4.3k

(A/N: Hiya! I’m so sorry for the delay! It’s been so hectic lol! Thank you so much for your support and patience! Hope you enjoy! And shoutout to Krys for keeping me sane and for all of her love and support. I love you! :D)

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To everyone in the world, Lee Jeno was the epitome of perfection and rock royalty. He was a gifted musician from the very young age of five, having specialized in several instruments in his childhood. However, his heart gravitated to the guitar. He became a trainee at LCF Entertainment and along with four other trainees, they became the world famous rock band, Temptation.

He was ranked in the top 23 in World Magazine’s Sexiest Men Alive this year. He was a walking and talking Adonis with a heartwarming smile.

Jeno was a man of many talents but he certainly didn’t let it get to his head. He was a humanitarian, a UNICEF ambassador, fostered shelter animals, was the proud owner of three cats even though he was allergic, a great family man (funding his siblings’ college tuition and providing for his parents so they could retire early), etc. He did it all and he had it all.

How could anyone be immune to his charms?

People wondered who would be the queen that would reign beside him when he settled down. Frankly, one couldn’t be anything short of a supermodel on the verge of sainthood. So many hopeful contenders were discouraged from pursuing him.

Jeno’s dating life was non-existent, the paparazzi dreaded to inform.

But you were an employee of LCF Entertainment so you knew the truth, as well as the true nature of the famous Lee Jeno. He was basically like any other young man with an inflated ego. He was cocky, a huge flirt when the cameras were off, very picky, and demanding. But no one ever dared speak a word of his true nature to the paparazzi. And you always wondered why. Someone had to bring him down a few pegs.

You were the staff photographer and videographer, in charge of capturing Jeno’s good and “relatable but still unbelievably glamorous” sides. When the camera was on, that was when you felt at ease.

It didn’t help that Jeno liked you either. Although you’d been working with Temptation and the individual members for a few years now, it was only recently that Jeno really was set on it pursuing you.

When you switched off the camera after the recording of Jeno’s backstage vlog, he sat comfortably at his makeup chair and proceeded to ask, “Y/n, will you go out with me now?”

You answered immediately, “No.”

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