#dpr addition

TITLE: 2:53 am

PAIRING: Nick x Christian Yu

SUMMARY: Nick sends Christian to bed.

REQUESTED: yes (anon)

WORD COUNT: 

WARNING: light smut, dpr nick is an original character

RECOMMENDED SONGS: Cheyenne by Jason Derulo + Distraction by Kehlani + Used To You Now by Jack & Jack

2017

A brilliant blue light flood into the dark hallway. Nick’s eyes were wide open as she tried to coerce her body to go to sleep. But regardless of how hard she tried to drift into a dream-filled state, the clicking, cursing, and frustration leaking from the room across the hall stopped her from falling asleep. 

Finally, she stoop up from her bed, shuffling around in search of her phone and noise-cancelling headphones. 

“Shit,” she muttered once she realized she’d left her phone to charge in the kitchen and her headphones in the room where the disruption was coming from. 

Once she decided to lift herself from her bed, Nick stumbles into the hallway coming face to face with the clicking culprit. 

“Christian have you seen my headphones?” She asked him groggily, covering her squinting eyes from the bright computer monitor’s light. 

“No, I think we left them at Scott’s when we showed him the video draft.” He answered, stepping to the side and trudging to the kitchen, Nick hot on his heels. 

As Christian opened the fridge, Nick grabbed her phone from the counter, unplugging it from the wall’s outlet. 

“Heads up,” Christian hums, tossing a cold water bottle to the Atlanta native. 

“Thanks,” She mumbles, catching the plastic bottle in her hands. 

The two settled into a comfortable silence for a while. Christian drinking from his bottle, a million ideas for Dabin’s next release passing through his mind. On the other side of the kitchen island, Nick scrolls through her Instagram feed. After a while, Christian settled on staring - or admiring as he would but it - Nick makeup free face. 

As they sat in the comfortable darkness, Christian takes note of her brown skinned complexion and her somewhat disheveled curls piled on top of her head. Her dark brown eyes scan her phone, the ends crinkling every now and then at the sight of a somewhat funny meme or picture crossing her timeline. 

The burning feeling of someone staring at her soon overtakes the music producer. “What?” She chuckles as she realizes the person staring at her was her “boss”. 

“Nothing,” He snapped out of his gaze, clearing his throat suddenly. 

“Really?” She asked, one of her eyebrows arched as she deadpanned the 28-year-old. 

“Actually...” He trailed off, looking to the side. 

Nick smirked slightly, making her way over to him. 

“What time did you go to sleep last night?” She asked him, touching his shoulder lightly. 

He sucked in a jagged breath as he turned his face to look into her deep brown eyes. 

“4 in the morning, why?” She stepped closer to him, any small movement would press their chests together - not that Christian would complain. 

“You need to go to sleep,” She hummed, moving her hand from his shoulder to the side of his neck. 

“But I need to-” 

“Stop. Just let me get you to sleep.” She whispered lowly, pressing her chest to his, her hand moving to cup his cheek. 

“What are doing?” He breathed out, moving his hands to her waist. 

“Putting you to sleep,” She responded, equally breathless. 

“You know that doesn’t sound ideal,” He joked, his eyes searching the younger girl’s own. 

“You know what I meant,” Nick hummed, leaning into him. 

“Are you trying to kiss me?” He asked, trying to diffuse the situation before he could lose control of himself. 

Nick chuckled lowly, her nose touching his. 

Nicolette Janae Harrison was not one to lose control, she made others lose their own control. But pressed up against Christian Yu in the middle of their apartment’s kitchen, she felt herself slowly slipping. It was an unfamiliar feeling but an inviting feeling. Then she kissed him. Soft and gentle, their lips barely touching as their hands stayed in their assumed positions. But just as a tiny island in the eye of the hurricane, it was the calm before the storm. The gentleness quickly turned needy, desperate even. 

Nick’s fingers gripped Christian’s dark locks as his hands gradually lowered from her waist to her hips then elsewhere. 

It was a controlled descent into a loss of self-control, exactly what they both sought from each other. 

They pulled away from each other’s lips for a split second, giving a silent affirmation of consent between each other. 

Christian moved her stray curls from her shoulder as he began to kiss her neck. 

She let out a quiet moan as she laced her fingers through his hair once again. 

“At least fuck a girl in a bed,” She breathed out. Christian pulled away, pulling her hips towards his. 

“My room?” He asked gently. 

She simply nodded, making her way to his bedroom. He followed after her like a lost puppy, closing the door once they made it to his room. 

“Are you sure?” He asked her, looking for consent once more. 

“Yeah,” She answered, walking over to his bed, discarding the DPR t-shirt that barely covered her body past her mid thighs, revealing the tiniest pair of shorts Christian had ever seen her in. 

“Nice legs,” He mused, pulling his shirt over his head. Nick shook her head as she smiled inwardly. 

“Hurry up,” She huffed, pushing him onto the bed. 

He pulled her down to straddle his hips as he fell back on the bed sheets. Their lips connected in a heated rush as Nick grinded down onto Christian’s lap. 

Christian’s groans and Nick’s gentle moans filled the room as they desperately searched for some needed friction. 

“Take this off,” Christian groaned as he tapped at Nick’s shorts. She obliged, lifting off on him slightly so he could help he take her shorts off. Once the painstakingly small shorts were slipped off, Christian removed his own joggers. 

Nick instantly attacked his lips once more as his hands guided her hips as they winded down on his dick. 

“Fuck,” He moaned as he tugged at his hair. 

“I’m ready,” She whispered, sucking at his neck, a bruise beginning to form. 

“Yeah,” He asked, taking her underwear with off his shortly following. 

“Thank god you didn’t rip them.” Nick thanked him quietly as he flipped her onto her back. 

“Why would I? They’re really nice.” 

“Expensive too,” She added as Christian chuckled, pulling a condom from the nearby dresser. 

As he inserted his dick into her, Christian closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling. He buried his head into her shoulder as he began to thrust slowly. 

“Hmm,” Nick moaned, her hands gripping the base of his hair. 

“Faster?” He asked her, picking up the speed of his thrusts once he felt her nod. 

“Oh my god, Christian.” She gasped, dragging her nails down his back. 

Christian’s lips made their way to her neck as he began to place a hickey on the side of her neck. 

Their moans mixed with groans of each other’s names could be heard from the other side of the apartment. 

As Christian’s orgasm drew closer, his thrusts grew more erratic, more rushed. Nick’s moans grew louder as he panted. 

“Fuck,” He moaned, dragging out the syllables. 

His orgasm overtook him as he whispered Nick’s name repeatedly like it was a prayer - the type they’d need after their heated session. 

At the sound and feeling of his orgasm hitting him, Nick’s own crept up on her. 

“Just a little more,” She moaned as Christian moved his mouth to her throbbing clit. He sucked at her at despite her cries and pushes of his head, away from her center. 

“Cum for me.” He whispered once she reached her own chased orgasm. 

“Christian,” She whispered like his name was a mantra. 

As she came down from her orgasm, Christian rubbed her upper thighs whispering, “You’re beautiful.” 

She felt her cheeks heat as she realized what they’d just done. 

“What time is it?” 

“5 in the morning,” Christian responded, pulling her body into his naked chest. 

“You need to go to sleep, Christian.” She whispered, falling asleep herself. 

Christian hummed as he rubbed her back, her chest pressed to his. 

“I will.” 

“Promise?” She asked, falling into a dream-like state. 

“I promise.” He hummed, kissing her forehead before closing his own eyes.

TITLE: Slang

PAIRING: Milan x Christian Yu

SUMMARY: Christian is confused, again.

REQUESTED: no

WORD COUNT: .3K

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Wow, melanin. Also really short, bear with me, sorry.

2018 

“No for real, your Korean kinda sucks.” Milan laughed as Christian squinted at her. 

“What do you mean?” He asked, turning to her slightly. 

“You have this weird Australia thing going on with your accent.” She leaned forward towards the screen of his phone, scanning the comments. 

“What is your dream in life?” Milan read, smiling slightly. “That’s a really good question. It’d probably be to just live life day by day happily.” 

“Well shit, I was going to say something stupid.” Christian laughed as Milan hit him softly. 

“Is there going to be a tour?” 

“Yeah, we’re working on that right now. Definitely sometime this year, maybe this summer?” He ran his hand through his hair before cracking his knuckles as Milan stared him down. 

“What?” 

“When did we discuss this?” 

“I thought East and Scott were supposed to tell you.” 

“Yo, Rem hates my guts, Christian.” 

“He hates all of us, calm down princess.” She sucked in her cheeks, reading the comments once again. 

“Yeah, I would make a good daddy.” Christian hummed, completely unaware of the implications of his seemingly innocent words. 

“A what?” Milan stuttered, her eyebrows furrowed as she turned to the older male. 

“A good daddy...” He trailed off, lips pressed in a thin line. 

“You know what that means right?” 

“Yeah, a father, why are you so surprised?” 

“In that big, intelligent head of yours, think back to the deep dark trenches of stan Twitter and find that word in your memories.” Her smile was mischevious much to Christian’s discomfort. 

“Wait,” He started, Milan leaning back in her chair with her head tilted as he considered his answer. 

“Oh, not that daddy you guys talk about. A daddy like-- I’ll call it a dad for fucks’ sake.” He sighed. The mixed-race girl fell back into her chair, her smile reaching her creased eyes as she laughed. 

“Maybe you would make a good daddy.” She hummed, looking over at him, amusement still evident. 

Member of DPR (faceclaim: Kim Yerin)

STAGE NAME: DPR EAST FULL NAME: Isabelle Ji-u Song BIRTHDAY: February 22th, 1994 NICKNAME: Isa, Bella PLACE OF BIRTH: Atlanta, Georgia HOMETOWN: Atlanta; Seoul, South Korea ETHNICITY: Korean ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces EYE COLOUR: Dark Brown HAIR COLOUR (natural): Dark Brown HEIGHT: 171 cm/5′7″ BLOOD TYPE: AB ROLE: Stylist/Make-up Artist LANGUAGES: English, Korean - fluent INSTRUMENT: Piano VOICE: Lee Chaerin (CL) - speaking, Ahn Heejin (Hwasa) - singing

TRIVIA

Became friends with Nick in the 2nd grade.

Is Milan’s 2nd cousin on their father’s side.

Is Dabin’s personal stylist, mother, life coach, etc.

Tried an SM global cast and was chosen, joined the company in 2005.

She started training in 2006 and was supposed to debut with what would become Red Velvet, she ended up leaving in 2010 and returned to Atlanta.

Has the ultimate resting bitch face.

Started YouTube vlogging in the girls’ junior year (2011).

Really close friends with Edward Avilla.

Has the best alcohol tolerance of the girls and Dabin.

Occasionally a K-Pop stylist. She’s done GOT7 (Look), SF9 (Now or Never), EXID (Lady), iKON (Love Scenario), and SVT (Thanks).

Her mother is the most important person in her life. She’d drop everything, fly halfway around the world if she asked her to.

Has a dog named Davi. He and Lori keep trying to mate with each other. (Milan ships it)

She’s a huge Stray Kidz fan, more than she’d like to admit.

She has a pretty bright personality and is a huge extrovert.

The only one who can convince Christian to sleep (not by physical force).

Moving to Korea was the easiest for her as she could speak, read, and write it.

Posts the occasional dance cover usually of Hyolyn or Sunmi.

Makes clothing from scratch when she can’t find what she wants in stores. 

DABIN/LIVE + NICOLETTE/NICK: (i’m so tempted to put dick) NABIN/NIVE

these two are So ADOrabLE iT HURTS

like, nick is so soft for him

she loves and adores him with her whole heart

like her eyes are just uwus whenever he talks or raps or walks or breathes

there is no sassy nick with dabin

only a soft nick

that’s just his effect on her

and the same is true for live

like, he thinks she’s legit the most talented person on earth

they’re so smiley around each other

they honestly don’t care about the stuff the others say about them

they buy each other gifts 

and istg they’re in actual love

and if you don’t ship them ???? idk what you’re doing sis

CHRISTIAN/IAN/BAROM + NICOLETTE/NICK: CHRISCOLETTE/NIAN

is basically nick’s cool older brother

christian was the only person (besides the other girls) that she knew in the company 

she intimidates a lot of people but christian wasn’t for some reason????

he saw through her rbf to realize that she wasn’t adjusting as well as the others and she just needed guidance

he never pushed her to talk to him or feel overwhelmed

he was really patient with her opening up to him

now they do everything together

she trusts him the most out the boys

shared an apartment when she first moved to korea

he’s super supportive of her and it’s so cute

he cares about her but doesn’t like saying it outright

sometimes though,, she’s done with his bs

but like she loves him and would never say it if someone else was in the room with the two of them

KYUNGMO/CREAM + NICOLETTE/NICK: KYUNGCOLETTE/NEAM

took them a while to get close

they don’t really talk a lot, even now

but nick trusts him with her life

she’s teaching him english

so when he forms even the smallest sentence, she uwus

he glances at her when he speaks in english just to make sure what he’s saying is correct

then he smiles really small and all soft when sh nods her head

they have a lot of inside jokes

she’s his biggest fan tbh

"yes cream, fuck it up!”

she promotes him better as staff than christian does as the ceo

SCOTT/REM + NICOLETTE/NICK: NOTT/RICK

a love/hate but more hate

they’re always arguing

like 25/8

they honestly bicker in their sleep

he does the most for the sole purpose of annoying her

but she returns it

they live for the sole purpose of annoying each other into oblivion

but they team up to roast the others sometimes (mostly christian)

hates it when someone attacks her on social media

Member of DPR (faceclaim: Sydney Park)

STAGE NAME: DPR MILAN FULL NAME: Mackenzie Mi-kyung Kim BIRTHDAY: January 30th, 1994 NICKNAME: Mac, Mi-mi, MK PLACE OF BIRTH: Houston, Texas HOMETOWN: Atlanta; Seoul, South Korea ETHNICITY: African American-Korean ZODIAC SIGN: Aquarius EYE COLOUR: Dark Hazel HAIR COLOUR (natural): Dark Brown HEIGHT: 168 cm/5′5″ BLOOD TYPE: O ROLE: Video Director LANGUAGES: English, Korean - fluent, Japanese - conversational INSTRUMENT: Voice VOICE: Keke Palmer - speaking/singing

TRIVIA

Moved to Atlanta from Houston at 4 years old.

Her family went through a lot financially and she moved between her parents’ home and East’s home.

Started working at 15 to support her family in addition to schooling.

Nearly dropped out at 16 when Nick’s family took her in and starting helping her parents pay their rent and offered her father a job.

Is eternally grateful to Nick and Milan for everything they’ve done for her.

Has an African-American mother and a Korean father.

Had never been to Korea prior to being offered a job at DPR.

Directed “Eung Freestyle”, “Know Me”, “Text Me”, “God Bless”, and “Laputa”.

Has directed music videos for other K-Hip Hop and K-Pop artists and a few American artists.

Uses a lot of stan language and confuses Christian 29/7.

Taught Cline everything he knows about pop culture.

Really close with her grandmother who lives 30 minutes from her apartment in Seoul.

She and Milan learned Korean from East’s parents when they were growing up.

It is rumored she has a son. (?)

Recommends two songs on her Instagram story every day.

Teamed up with Nick to film Jackson Wang’s, “Different Game”.

Can’t commit to an Instagram theme.

Has the best reactions to anything/anyone.