#nct headcanons

after the members had thoroughly embarrassed you with how easily and quickly they raised your heart rate, it was finally your turn, you stood behind the empty chair with a menacing smile on your face excited to prove that it’s not just you who is weak in the knees for them, but they’re all easily as persuaded by you. you know what makes each of them tick and how to make them fold.

renjun:

renjun is first up, and you know just how to get under his skin and make him blush. flirting. he’s always susceptible to anyone’s flirting, whether it’s chenle giving him a cheeky wink or you complimenting his pretty features, it’ll boost his heart rate no doubt. his resting heart rate is 78bpm, and he already looks shy when he takes his seat in front of you. with your coy smile still spread across your face you walk around the chair so your more face to face, you gently cup his cheek in your hand, thumb soothing over the apple of his cheek, pointing out how adorable he looks. “don’t look so nervous~ you look so adorable” he closes his eyes to try and calm himself, but you don’t stop. “you’re eyelashes are so pretty, especially when you close your eyes and they brush against your soft skin”- his pulse quickens but not enough to trigger any signals yet, “but i love staring into your pretty eyes even more, so open them for me oppa”- that was all it took, he opens his eyes as alarms start sounding and lights flash, you laugh as he covers his face, tips of his ears turning pink and his adam’s apple bobs slightly as the staff hand over his penalty. you smile triumphantly as he grumpily stands up and moves to the side.

jeno:

next in the hot seat is jeno, you know this is guaranteed going to be the easiest and fastest challenge of the day, he has a soft spot for you, not just because you’re his girlfriend, but he naturally has a softer spot for the maknaes, you and jisung are complete angels in his eyes, and all you have to do is look at him and he’s folding. he can’t even look at you while he takes his seat, head down, fists already starting to clench to steady his breathing, the monitor reads 80bpm. when the crew give you the signal to start your tactics you hook a finger under his chin and make him look at you, with your sweet smile on your face, he instantly tries to avoid eye contact, but it’s too late, the split second glimpse he caught of your eyes was enough to have heat rising throughout his skin, he coughs to try and mask the shamefully quick increase in heart rate, but the triggers have already started, he can’t help that you have this effect on him, his heart just bursts when he’s around you, and he feels alive when he knows you’re looking at him. “oppa you like me, just admit i’m your favourite!” he laughs and looks in horror at the stupid costume the staff hold out to him “this is humiliating”

haechan:

haechan walks into shot, with the confidence of someone who can’t be fooled, not by you, not by anyone. he has a smug face as he locks eyes with you as he saunters in, trying to be nonchalant. “don’t act so confident oppa” “it’s not an act sweetpea” he sits down, adjusting his position so he’s more comfortable, the monitor reads 81bmp. “for someone so confident your heart rate is already pretty high” “no it’s not” he’s very defensive for someone who claims to be completely relaxed. when the crew signals you to start, you immediately put your hands all over him, down his shirt through his neck hole, hands touching him all over, it immediately makes him squirm, ticklish and sheepish all at the same time, he’s never one to be cocky or boast about his body, he keeps it hidden 99% of the time, but you’ve seen it all, he knows you love it, love touching and feeling him, but he doesn’t have the same confidence in himself that you do. “oppa stop being shy” he giggles and tries to wriggle away from your touch. it’s light and leaves tickles over his stomach and arms and the signals are triggered, not just by how squeamish and ticklish he is, but knowing you’re much more bold about his body than he is, loving the way he looks and feels, it makes him feel shy and embarrassed, but also loved and appreciated all at once and it has his heart rate through the roof. you happily take the stupid penalty from the staff and place the silly headband on him in victory.

jaemin:

jaemin walks in already smiling and laughing, excited to see what you’ll do for him, he really doesn’t care for competition, but he does love watching you gush about all of them, so he sits down on the chair and keeps an eye on you eagerly. you walk around the chair once the cameras start filming again, you stand in between his legs and stare down at him, he looks up at you with his big toothy grin and his curious eyes, the eyes that always make you nervous, it makes you blush and he looks around you at the camera, talking directly, “ah she’s the one blushing! does she get the penalty?” you push him back to a straight posture, sitting down on his lap, straddling him on camera. it’s true that you’re never one to shy away from physical touch on camera, but you’ve never let yourself get caught in such a position like this, legs spread wide over his lap, facing him, skirt riling up dangerously high, he panics, just slightly, eyes bulging and lips forming an 0 shape, his hands immediately wrap around your waist and keep hold of the bottom of your skirt- just then the triggers sound, flashing lights and alarm ringing, you knew you wouldn’t be able to tease or flirt a reaction out of him, but giving him a little scare could do the trick. he looks at you half offended half amused, you tricked him, but you still won, still had his heart jumping out his chest at the position you out yourself in. he happily accepts his penalty, but not before trying to put it in your first, “but you blushed too! i know your heart rate spiked” “i already did mine!”

chenle:

chenle liked to think he was hard to read, mysterious and thought provoking, and which yes, he is an interesting individual, and her certainly is thought provoking, he is not as subtle as he likes to think he is. it’s obvious playful banter is the way to go, whether it increases his heart rate out of rage baiting, or being flustered, it’s still the key to winning the challenge. you stand behind the chair as he sits down, asking him simply, “i think i could beat you at a game of basketball” he scoffs, “yeah right” “it’s true, i’ve seen you play” “im good at it” “i’ll admit you look good in just your shorts, but i think id still beat you” he rolls his eyes, kisses his teeth and takes a shaky deep breath in, nodding along sarcastically, turning to face you, “what other sports do you think you’re good at?” “oppa i don’t think i know, but im sure i could beat you at anything we try” he laughs, letting the competitiveness over take him, you’re stressing him out, trying to imply that you could beat him at the very thing he’s best at” the alarms trigger making you laugh hysterically, “you’re so jealous!” “tell the camera i’m good at basketball!” “you are!… but i’m better” he keeps trying to fight his case even as you place the novelty sunglasses on his face and push them up the bridge of his nose “okay fine! i admit, czennie, chenle oppa is better than me” he smiles proudly and you wink to the camera without his knowledge, undermining his “victory”

jisung:

nothing was funny to him anymore as he walks into frame, you chuckle as you notice him wiping his sweaty palms on his jeans, “what’s wrong?” you smile sweetly as he sits down “i’m sorry about before” you shake your head “it’s my turn now” he laughs nervously as he stares into the camera. you know it won’t take much for jisung to fail, and you wait for your cue to start your torture, as soon as you’re ready to start you lean forward, head resting on his shoulder and you can already feel him tensing up, your lips ghost over his ear before you kiss his cheek, then his jaw line, before you even get a chance to kiss the shell of his ear the lights flash and alarm rings making you laugh, his heart rate went from 80bpm to 86bpm. he hides his face, cheeks and ears burning red, he reaches out to try and reject the penalty but you push his hands down before placing the costume on him “oppa you look so silly!” he blushes and tries to hide from the camera but you pull him back into frame smiling wide.

bonus:

you stand in the middle of the six of them proudly, all in their penalty costumes, the crew talks to you from behind the camera, “so, now you’ve had your turn, it seemed pretty easy for you to raise their heart rates” you nod proudly “it was, i knew it was going to be easy, i know them all very well, and i knew what was going to work, so i’m glad” they all look less than impressed. the director reads out the results, “so we have from slowest, to quickest increase, the member with the quickest increase will have to wear a penalty of her choice in the next content” you clap happily “i like this” renjun speaks up “wait! what about me? i raised hers the quickest, does she have to wear a penalty too?” “no! don’t listen to him! just tell us the results!” renjun side eyes you, then the director reads the results.

renjun:

• gets you lots of water, your throat is raspy and dry, so the first thing he does after pulling out is grabbing your water bottle off the side table, already pre filled for this purpose.

• if you have any bruises starting to bloom he’ll definitely kiss them softly, or even just sore areas, like your knees or butt, he’ll lean in and leave some smooches.

• he’ll let you cuddle into him for a few minutes before he’s helping you up and towards the bathroom, always reminds you to take care of your hygiene after sex. “come on, let’s shower pretty girl”

• no matter what type of dynamic you guys were just in, whether he was being more dominant or not, he definitely takes on more of a caregiver role, helping you up and helping you into the shower, showers you in so much affection.

• once you’re both clean he’ll strip any bedsheets if they got wet, replacing them with fresh dry sheets then he lets the cuddling commence, brings you into his chest and soothes your now damp hair from your shower. “your hair smells pretty” he kisses the top of your head. if you’re not so desperate for cuddles after your shower he’ll sit on the edge of the bed and blow dry your hair before making food for you both.

jeno:

• first thing he does after pulling you out is checking you over, asking if you’re okay, when you confirm you’re okay just a little sore but nothing out of the ordinary, he’s lifting you up and carrying you to the bathroom, placing you on the toilet seat, instructing you to pee.

• another one who takes your hygiene very seriously after sex. “you gotta pee babe” you sit there for a few seconds before giggling together at the sound of you using the toilet, “it stings” “sorry sweetpea” when you’re done you both wash your hands and brush your teeth

• if he had been particularly rough with you, and pushed you deep enough into subspace he will typically help you wipe yourself clean, help brush your teeth, get you back into bed and treat you so sweet, a complete contrast to 10 minutes ago.

• if he had been on the receiving end of the dominance, you pepper his face in kisses after you’re both back in bed, telling him how good he was., his palm never leaves your back, rubbing soothing circles on your skin, touching you brings him comfort as well as yourself.

• when you’re both out of your respective headspace’s, he helps clean up any mess in the room, like condom wrappers, cum on the sheets, any mess you don’t want to accumulate he’s clearing up.

• aftercare doesn’t really stop with jeno, if he notices bruises a few days later he’s apologising, bringing you in for a gentle hug, “is that from the other night? i’m sorry honey”

haechan:

• aftercare starts by returning to his normal self, majority of the time during sex he is more serious, not playful and teasing, a completely different aura, so after sex he returns to your silly guy. pulls out and quietly starts cracking jokes, pulling you back to reality with him, he wants you to know any degrading words said where just in the heat of the moment and he has to make sure you know he still loves you.

• you and him both understand your kinks enough to know that it’s just for sex, just for the thrill, but he would feel so guilty if he didn’t return to his cute loving self as soon as possible after sex, would die if he ever felt you thought he meant it.

• orders food for the both of you and you take turns showering while you wait for it to arrive, he would love to shower with you, but one of your boundaries is you need this time just to reset by yourself and he understands 100%

• when he sees you waiting for him in his sweats and hoodie in bed afterwards, with open arms he is more than happy to hold you close, he’s hands bring your legs up over his lap and he squeezes them softly, massaging your muscles while you wait for your food

• lets you steal a few pieces of meat or some fries when you guys eat. lots of sauce covered lips and kisses. can’t help but love on you, especially since you look so impossibly cute in his clothes.

jaemin:

• after pulling out he’s holding you close, letting you catch your breathe, if you’re crying he settles you down, tells you how good you were for him, patting away any tears. if you were just out of breath and panting he soothes your hair as your breathing steadies out.

• once you’re calmed down he’s asking what you need, he doesn’t ever want to just assume and always needs permission from you to clean you up, to touch you, “what do you need? i’ll get it for you”

• he helps you off the bed and watches you walk to the bathroom, when you come back you finding him making the bed again, throwing any towels he had placed down in the laundry basket, “i’ll put these in the wash in a sec, do you need anything else?” “when you get back can we have a bath?” he nods yes, picking up the laundry basket, walking past you and leaving a kiss on your cheek.

• runs you both a bath, with muscle soaks and bath salts for you, lets you lay on his chest as he washes your hair, cups water in his hands to pour over the soap in your hair.

• he lets you take the lead during aftercare, he doesn’t want to push or press any boundaries, but will listen and act immediately when you tell him what you need. always talks with his softest voice, helping you calm down and feel comfortable.

• if he had spanked you and left red raw hand prints on your ass or thighs, he’ll definitely flip you on to your tummy, rubbing ointment onto the area, when you wince in pain he’ll lean down and kisses the back of your head, “i know princess, im sorry, im almost done”

chenle:

• after he pulls out he just stands back and watches you for a few seconds, catching his breath, pushing his hair back out his face and ensuring you’re not in any serious pain. “you good babe?” “mhm… that’s was just… a lot” he smirks a little “i can tell” laughs when you roll your eyes, but it’s all playful

• reaches out a hand for you to help pull yourself up to a sitting position before pulling on clean boxers. he notices you staring at him, drinking in his body, the sheen of sweat lingering on his chest and shoulders. he definitely makes a few more teasing comments as he grabs you some clean clothes making you laugh.

• before getting redressed he reminds you to use the bathroom, kissing you as he helps you to your feet watching as you limp to the bathroom, meets you outside the door to carry you back, “damn i really did a number on you huh” “i thought i was going to have to crawl back to bed”

• aftercare isn’t so much doting and excessive with him, it’s chill, undramatic and playful, just how you both like it.

• if you had done something new or explored a new kink he’s not shy in asking how you felt, if you liked it, also equally not as shy as expressing his own opinion. he thinks honesty is a part of the aftercare process, and both of you are more than happy to be open with one another.

jisung:

• at first he was a little shy, he’d always have the bed sheets pulled over his lap and chest, but over time and throughout the course of your relationship he’s not as timid. he’ll stand back once pulled out, full body on show.

• he’ll touch your cheek, slightly out of breath himself, a quick “you okay baby?” leaving his lips, you nod softly, smiling and melting into his touch “‘m okay”. he’ll bring you some water, letting you regain your breath and energy, pulling his boxers back on, arranging himself in his underwear.

• feels guilty when you try and not limp to the bathroom, he knows he did that to you, “here, just let me carry you okay?” you both blush as he scoops you up and takes you to the bathroom, standing by the door as you do your business, when you step out covering yourself he just rolls his eyes playfully “i have seen it all you know… like literally just now” you smack his arm with a laugh and tell him to grab a shirt for you

• “arms up” he holds his own shirt up above your head and you put your arms up, letting him drag his shirt down your chest and torso, will cuddle with you while his hands sooth your bare thighs softly, loves when your nails softly drag across his bare chest and shoulders.

renjun:

• he was so ready to just have a couple days relaxation time with his members. of course this content was still considered work, but it wasn’t the crazy schedules, or early mornings, fast pace days you were all used to. you were all going to have a few days secluded in a villa with just yourselves and he couldn’t be happier.

• you guys all took a tour of the house, bickering over bedrooms, checking out any games or activities they had, just getting familiar with the layout. when you have decided on your rooms you lay down on your bed, exhausted after your tiring schedules from during the week. he smiles softly as he watches you arrange the pillows to your liking.

• during your time filming he was very soft with you, like always, but less bickering. when he secretly assigns everyone to do his tasks during meal prep and cleaning up he lets you sit down in peace, he doesn’t bother you with silly chores. he makes sure your plate is full when everyone sits down to eat.

• he lets you cuddle up to him, resting your head on his arm, holding his hand, placing little kisses on his knuckles, usually itll come paired with little teasing comments but right now he’s just happy to be here with everyone, so he just accepts the attention with a quiet smile.

• during games he lets you win, but you’re the only one with that privilege. he always ends up having to do whatever stupid penalty was decided before hand, but he doesn’t care if it means he gets to see your pretty smile.

• sees you off to bed with a small but slow kiss then squeezing you in a hug. “goodnight sweetheart” “goodnight oppa”

jeno:

• had packed your bag before leaving and carries it inside for you. when you all sat down to discuss what was in your bags everyone makes sounds of approval whenever you showcase the next item, jeno has a small smile when you act relieved that you brought you’re charger, as you always forget it, “thank you oppa~” he just nods his head understandingly.

• when you and some of the other members are tasked with going to the grocery store you stay close to him, pushing the cart with him, “oppa do we need these?” “mhm, we’ve been looking for those” “how many should we bring?” both of you bicker about how much to bring home

• during the evening, after you’ve all ate he watches you fondly as you play games with haechan, he always sides with you whenever haechan accuses you of cheating. “jeno! you saw that! you saw her cheat!” “no i didn’t” “oppa he’s being mean to me, he’s being a sore loser” “i know sweetie” he has a teasing smirk on his face as haechan just dramatically sighs and sets up the next round

• sets your sleep wear out on your bed while you brush your teeth and take your make up off, letting you cuddle up to him for a while before he finally goes off to his own room to sleep. kisses your forehead before slipping out of your bed. “sleep tight princess”

haechan:

• you two get so competitive playing games, table tennis, uno, snap, beer pong, whatever you’re playing you’re both trying to win. when he places a +4 in uno you smile wickedly and place down you’re own +4, your smile immediately drops when he places another into the pile. “oppa don’t do this to me” “ah i’m sorry, those are the rules~ 12 cards angel”

• when you’re all chilling by the camp fire you end up in his lap while he’s in a little camp chair, his head on your shoulder and a hand gently soothing over your tummy inside your sweatshirt, all of you just talking and laughing

• after dinner everyone puts their hands in for rock paper scissors to see who has to clean up, everyone cheers when haechan looses but he reminds everyone that he gets to pick a member of his choice to help him out and everyone falls silent. “i pick… our sweet girl” he has a big teasing smile on his face. “oppa… i don’t want to” “too bad~” you sigh and stand up off his lap as he takes your hand and drags you to the kitchen.

• he doesn’t actually make you clean up, he lets you sit on the countertop and keep him company, stealing cheek kisses everytime he has to reach past you to place an item back in the cabinets behind you

• joins you and jeno during your bedtime cuddle, chenle watching jealously from his bed as the three of you cuddle up in your bed and haechan starts telling a “bedtime story” you laugh and push him off the bed just before you get to sleep “go cuddle renjun oppa like you asked” he pouts and trudges towards the bedroom door, but before he can fully walk out you lift his spirits by shouting a quick “i love you oppa” to him. he turns around, a touched look on his face as he pats away fake tears, “i love you too angel”

jaemin:

• he always offers you the first plate of food and here is no different, also calls you over to taste test while he’s cooking, doesn’t let you help any other way. “oppa, can i do something?” “i got it sweetie, but here, taste this… good?” you nod while nibbling down on a piece of meat he’s cooked “yeah, it’s yummy” he smiles happily and kisses your cheek.

• in the morning when he’s waking everyone up by singing and shouting loudly, pulling bed sheets back to jolt everyone awake, he comes to your bed and uses his inside voice, gently patting your tummy, “wakey wakey~” you smile and roll over to face him and stretch your arms and a big smile spreads across his face. chenle was less than impressed because he got jaemin squealing and shouting in his ear and you got soft belly rubs and gentle coaxing.

• jaemin makes sure you all have a proper breakfast, making toast and cereal for everyone and you all eat happily. clears up your plate or bowl when you’re done and kisses your head.

• he won’t get in the pool but he loves watching you have fun and relax with the members, makes sure he holds your towel up and wraps it around you when you get out so no cameras can capture you in just your bathing suit. once you’re dried off he lends you his hoodie to keep warm, “here baby, stay cozy, i don’t want you getting a cold”

chenle:

• gassed when he realised you were sharing a room with him, like actually soo hyped. he couldn’t wait to stay up just yapping with you, you two are by far the biggest talkers of the group.

• he offers you the bigger bed and places his bag on the little single mattress on the other side of the room. he teases you about being grumpy and bitter about having the small bed, only breaking out into a laugh when you plead your innocents, claiming he offered you the bigger bed

• another member who is tasked with grocery shopping with you and jeno, wanders off on his own collecting the groceries you guys need and other useless things too and you and jeno are fighting for your lives defending yourselves when renjun and jaemin complain about the random items, “that was chenle!” “oppa you put that in there!” “no i didn’t” “omg yes you did!”

• when you’re in the pool he goes under water and swims between your legs and stands up with you on his shoulders during a game of water polo making you scream and splash before he throws you back into the water.

• during the night you wake him up, whispering over to him in the darkness, “oppa… oppa are you awake?” “mmm…” “can you come cuddle me? i can’t sleep” “no” “oppaaa… pleaseee i promise i’ll let you sleep, just come snuggle with me, please…” it’s silent for a few seconds and you pout thinking he’s ignoring you and going back to sleep, that is until you hear his bed sheets rustle and him groaning getting out of his single bed, smiling as you see his faint silhouette waddling up to your bed, pulling your sheets back and getting in beside you.

• “you’re lucky you’re cute, you know that right?” you giggle quietly before snuggling up against him, turning so you’re spooning and he wraps himself around you. during the night you twist and turn and when jaemin wakes you both up your face is smooshed into chenle’s armpit and your legs intertwined with his with his arms wrapped around you keeping you close to him.

• definitely teases you at breakfast about needing to be cuddled to sleep and cockily offers his services for the next night, “i’m more than happy to cradle you to sleep again if it means you’ll get some good rest” “you were not cradling me” jaemin chimes in, “you looked pretty cradled to me this morning”

jisung:

• oh this boy is here to CHILL. as soon as his room is assigned, he’s laying down on his bed. you have to drag him up onto his feet again to continue the tour.

• gets familiar with the fridge, living room and the hammocks outside. when you and haechan are both fighting and bickering over your game of ping pong he just watches quietly while swinging in the shade.

• when you feel like sunbathing you’ll ask him to help layer sunscreen on your back, “oppa can you put this on for me? i can’t reach”. usually jisung wouldn’t have a problem doing this but he’s hyper aware that you’re not actually on vacation, you’re filming, so his hands definitely shake when dipping underneath your bathing suit to cover your back, terrified his hands will somehow snap your bikini strings and expose you.

• during your campfire discussion you and jisung share stories of your trainee days and being nct’s maknaes, himself being the male maknae and yourself being the female maknae and how you both get treated differently, you laugh as he points out you always get whatever you want, complete princess treatment from all the members, even the senior members of 127 and wayv, and he gets teased and picked on, exploited for aegyo purposes and it makes everyone laugh, but he does say he doesn’t mind, he would take you getting treated like a princess than him any day.

johnny:

you were very cute to him. you had big round eyes and a skull full of nothing. you loved the classic girly things like makeup, reality tv, shopping and gossip. you were always dolled up nice and pretty, almost never being seen without make up and perfect hair, the only exception was when you had your hair in big rollers pinned up around your head and a bare face first thing in the morning, or when you’ve thrown your hair up before you’re on your way for a sun bed or spa day with him. your heels click across the granite floor of your home, johnny never fails to be amazed by how put together you always look, he’s sure you use all your brain power to think of outfits instead of anything useful, you’re always in a luxurious outfit, always so pretty and girly, when you walk into the kitchen first thing in the morning johnny looks up from his cup of coffee, “there she is” sleepy smile on his face “good morning handsome” you saunter over to him and wrap him in a hug, “good morning gorgeous” he leaves a kiss on your lips and you giggle, wiping way the sparkly lipgloss left in your wake.

taeyong:

you were taeyong in girl form, hair is always dyed different shades of pink, lots of big extravagant outfits, you always paying extra attention to small details and you’re iced out in accessories. you have so many matching necklaces, rings, bracelets. however your aesthetics are always pink white and black. you love matching with taeyong and take it very seriously. “yongie, what’s the theme for your next come back? i need to order matching clothes” he always smiles before telling you and you both step out during promotions looking the same. his always look more masculine compared to you. he always compliments you when you do a new hair colour or hairstyle, “you look so pretty doll, i love this colour on you, did all this for me?” “mhm, im glad you like it” you smile super wide and he brings you in slowly for a kiss, “my prettiest girl ever, such a pretty little doll” he always calls you his doll, cause that’s what you are, and you wouldn’t want to be anything else, “i love you my little doll” “i love you too yongie”. he’s quite protective of you, always fetching things for you and doing things that make your life easier.

yuta:

the complete opposite to him in every way omg. you were very soft spoken and gentle, always wearing bright colours and pretty makeup. with him being such a tease you are almost always his prime target, he just can’t help but love that dumb look on your face when he starts spinning some little lie about something, and when you ask “really?” he’ll smile and shake his head “nah” making you laugh. people always wonder what it is that attracts you to one another, he is loud, mischievous, grungy, and you were timid, soft, quiet and like a pretty pastel doll. he takes you with him anywhere he can, he hates being away from you and needs you with him as much as possible, he’s a very passionate man and loves you extremely hard so to others he can seem overbearing, but you need and want him around you just as much so you always happily follow him wherever. “baby let’s go pack your bag yeah? i don’t want you to forget anything” “where are we going?” “you’re coming with me, remember?” you smile softly and kiss his lips “as long as i’m with you” he wraps his hand around yours and pulls you into the bedroom and he packs your bags, letting him remind you of everything you need.

doyoung:

you were the prettiest girl ever to him. you always looked so elegant and sophisticated, until you opened your mouth and it was revealed that you’re just a pretty face with no brains. doyoung didn’t care that you weren’t the smartest, you loved him and that’s all that mattered. you were constantly sharing fashion advice and you would both dress each other, he was surprised by how much you knew about clothes and fashion, considering you didn’t know much about anything else. you took your appearance very seriously and doyoung took your passion seriously too. he would always listen intently to anything you had to say regarding clothes, whether it was something you had seen at the store, or something you saw online. “doyoung she wore that with brown heels! it was gross! those two colours completely clash! not to mention it was a kitten heel, that dress needs a stiletto” “a brown kitten heel?” “yes! the dress is short so you need to wear a stiletto to accentuate the legs, makes them look longer, you can’t pair those shoes with this outfit, and bright red lipstick? none of it matches!” “you should become a reporter, you have a lot of good ideas sweetie”. you always ask him to dress you, just for fun, asking what would look best on you, which he always replies with “everything looks good on you baby”

jaehyun:

something about his charming personality and charismatic nature that attracts pretty bimbos. he’s carefree and exciting enough to be able to really have fun with his girl, but also a strong presence and lots of humble intelligence where he can be the provider in the dynamic. he loves being able to let you completely shut your brain off and never have to worry about anything. he is tall, buff and handsome and he looks so good standing next to his pretty doll. you’re the stereotypical airhead, vacant look behind your eyes, pretty smile and completely reliant on your boyfriend. you love being a stay at home girlfriend, waiting for your man to come home every night. he pays for cleaners and maids to keep on top of household chores so you can occupy your days with nail appointments, spa days, hair salons and shopping until he comes home and cooks up dinner for the both of you. “i’m home!” “in the kitchen!” his stomach immediately drops, thinking you’ve attempted to cook, only to walk in seeing you holding paint swatch cards up against the walls. “what colour do you think? i like this one” “oh you’re painting the kitchen?” “no silly… you’re painting the kitchen, but which colour” he smiles while taking off his coat “whatever you think is best doll face” you smile and hand over your favourite swatch before he’s bringing you in for a hug with a quick kiss to your lips.

jungwoo:

both of you were so similar, a little dumb, but you more than jungwoo. he was more dumb pranks and silly jokes, you were more easy questions and blank stares. whatever you lacked in the brain department jungwoo was there to pick up the slack. “babe what does that mean?” as he explains you look at him with a blank stare, nodding along with his words, but in reality none of it is processing, going in one ear and out the other. when he looks at you expectantly after his little demonstration you just slip out a quick “oh, okay” with a small smile then moving on to the next thing. you’re personalities were very similar and you both have the same sense of humor and you both like to joke around and do funny impressions of each other. when he impersonates you he’s always pretend twirling his hair or flicking his non existent hair extensions over his shoulder making you laugh, and when you impersonate him you puff you your chest and flex your muscles and imitate his voice making him laugh. so many head pats! he always pats your head while he laughs with you. “you’re so funny princess” “yeah?” he nods while laughing “my funny girl” you always go back and forth with him and you both love ragebaiting each other. he always wins.

johnny:

• he laughs a little as he feels your hands snake around his hips from behind. he was just in sweats trying to cook some breakfast, your fingertips already dipping under his waist band. “you’re insatiable” “can’t help it… you look so good” he had only been eating you out less than 15 minutes ago and now you’re back for more of him

• he turns the stove off, barely having got it started, turning around and holding onto your wrists. when you were ovulating you were like a rabid animal, you were always all over him 10 times as much and he knew it, he also knew only he had the cure. “hmm? what’s going on in that pretty head?” he knew the answer, he knew it was all him. “you, we can eat later, please just come back to bed, i need you” he smirks as he pulls you closer, “is that right?” you nod, tugging at his arms “oh you poor thing” his words dripping in fake sympathy and a playful frown on his lips

• although he’s quicker to give into you when you’re ovulating, he can’t help but tease or act dumb just a little, but he doesn’t waste any more time before his hands loop behind you, picking you up swiftly and landing you on the kitchen island making you giggle triumphantly. your pupils are blown as you look him up and down, drinking in his physic. “johnny…” “i know sweetheart” you naturally spread your legs and watch as his hands fondle with himself beneath his pants “you want it so bad don’t you?” “yes… please” he can see the animalistic look on your face and in your eyes and it doesn’t take much more before he’s got himself hard again, you grab the hem of his shirt that your wearing, holding it between your teeth to give him access to your core again. you look so utterly pathetic and so completely breedable to him.

• he pushes in and you guys are fucking like rabbits all over again. he definitely loves this time of the month, you’re always clawing at his pants, dropping to your knees, walking around half naked, always wanting and ready for him, and he is more than happy to provide you with as many rounds as you want and more to keep that hunger inside you satisfied.

• your stance on kids are clear between the both of you, you both want kids, and soon, but not right now, but it doesn’t ever stop you from begging him to knock you up, breed you until you’re full of him and his babies and boy does he has a hard time holding back or asking if you want off birth control for next month.

taeyong:

• when you’re ovulating you can go for hours at a time, when when your spent, shaking crying and overstimulated, you can’t stop, need to keep feeling him. you are addicted to him and his cock and it fuels him with a lot of pride. he doesn’t ever have to do much, he lets you initiate, wether you just want to suck him off over and over, hump against his thighs, dry hump, whatever position you want he’ll put you in.

• if you want to be more dominant and take what you want, he lets you boss him around, if you’re feeling more vulnerable he is taking control and providing you with what you need with more guidance. “what can i do baby?” “just sit back, i’ll do most of the work” he obliges and sits back more against the couch while you straddle him and start to rub your bare pussy over his boxers, you’re still wet from your last round an hour ago, his cum still leaking out of you slowly, smearing over the material of his underwear. “f-fuck… sorry, i just need this” “i know, it’s okay, don’t apologise just keep going baby, you’re doing so good”

-“ you whine at his praise, his voice lands right in your core. “yongie… kiss my neck” he leans up, lips attacking that sensitive spot by your ear lobe and it has you tingling. your hands tug at his hair, holding on like handle bars, soon rubbing yourself over his tent isn’t enough, you push him back as flat as he can go over the couch, letting him shimmy his hips down so there’s more space for you to do what you want

• he doesn’t expect to feel you dragging your pussy along his abs. he groans at the feeling, it’s so warm and slippery and the tight notches across his abdomen catch at your clit. your pussy is so swollen and sensitive the new skin on skin contact has you crying quickly

• “taeyong! nghh!” he’s pulling your shirt over your head, leaving you completely naked on top of him, his hands coming up to cup and squeeze and your sensitive tits, rolling your swollen nipples between his fingers. you keep going like that, before you can warn him you feel yourself squirting over his stomach, hearing it spurt and spray his skin and he watches with a half amused half proud smile. “that’s it baby, good girl”

• he doesn’t expect you to keep going, still spreading your juices along his abs, not caring about the mess, just thinking with your pussy, but he doesn’t stop you, just grabs a hold of your ass and moves you over him when your hips stutter and legs start to give out. “i’ve got you, just tell me what you need”

yuta:

• both your sex drives are quite high, but when you’re ovulating it is on a whole other level, you treat him like a sex doll. he never complains when you roll over in bed in the middle of the night and your hands start fondling with his dick and balls in an attempt to get him hard, it also doesn’t take much from you to achieve your goal, everything you do turns him on. “4am and still thinking about my dick? thought i fucked you to sleep” “just shut up and take me” he laughs, grabbing hold of your leg and hooking it around his waist, cock head pushed past your entrance.

• he can’t help but to tease you, just a tiny bit, rocking his hips in shallow movements, barely pushing past the tip. “is everything a joke to you?” you don’t wait for a response, just pushing closer to him, the leg around his hips drawing him close and forcing his cock all the way inside you and you shiver. “jesus babe, look at you”

• you roll your eyes and fuck yourself on him, he doesn’t need to move, your own hips slamming back and forth and taking what you want. “roll on your back, i’m gonna ride you” he rolls over and helps you up, watching in silence and you work yourself on him, bringing you both closer to the edge, the only sounds he makes are the small grunts and little chuckles as he watches your face contort on pleasure and concentration as you focus solely on your pleasure.

• you fuck him like your life depends on it, spitting on his face- “sorry- i don’t know why i just did that” he looks up at you with dark eyes, opening his mouth and giving you a knowing look and you spit again, right in his mouth, “fuck… you’re so fucking hot when you’re in heat”. his words make your clench, and a small whimper leaves your lips.

• when you ovulate you leave more marks all over him, marking your territory, licking and spitting on him like you’re trying to scent him. you’re always so possessive over him too, telling him how he belongs to you, that no one else can have you, you have definitely threatened to chain him up before as a joke, but the look on both of your faces when the words left your mouth, it was clear that you would do it if you felt necessary.

doyoung:

• he really enjoys seeing the needier side of you. it fills his heart and his ego with pride. yes you fawn over him constantly but during ovulation it’s like he is the only person that exists in the world. you’re constantly rubbing at his arms and tugging him close. he loves being the only one who can provide for you. he does however get a little bashful when you show just how desperate you can get in public or around his members

• “i know honey, ill take you home in just a second, i just need to say goodbye” you frown and stomp your foot a little, “doie… i need you now, make it quick…” he has a cheeky smile on his face and a slight blush as he catches back up with taeyong and johnny, saying goodbye after you had all been at lunch, and you’re dragging him off by the hand to the car.

• in the car you pull his nearest hand to your core, pushing his palm against you over your pants and he sucks in through his teeth at the heat radiating from you. “so whiney, you’re lucky you’re cute, you know that?” you ignore him as you helplessly start to grind against his palm while he drives. once you’re home he steps in through the front door first, ready to walk you to the bedroom, but as he takes the first few steps you grab his hand and pull him back to face you, walking back against the door and devouring him in a passionate kiss

• “here… can’t wait any longer…” god you were so eager for him you couldn’t even wait to get to the bedroom. he chuckles as his hands work on your pants, getting them down and off as quick as he can, fingers finding your bare core in seconds. “no fucking panties? god baby you’re like a mutt in heat” the words are vulgar, but they’re exactly what you want to hear, he can feel just how wet you are, more than normal, your juices coat his digits effortlessly.

• it’s not long before he’s got you lifted up against the door, legs hooked around his waist and head thumping against the hard wood as he drills into you, doyoungs mouth is filthy at the best of times, he is a very vocal man, but when you guys are going at it like this, and both of you are in a more primal headspace, the dirty talk is turned up 100 times and then some.

• he always tries to be a gentleman to you, he’s a classy and elegant man, but during ovulation you both can’t help but fuck each other like wild animals.

jaehyun:

• both of your sex drives are high, you’re both young, sexy and all over each other constantly, kinks and dynamics explored extensively throughout the course of your relationship so he knows when you’re ovulating you need him to be more dominant, take the lead and be a provider and a giver.

• the pace can vary, as well as how rough or soft he is with you, when you look up at him with that pleading look and your eyes are round and glossy he knows to be gentle and guide you through everything, his voice coated in honey, when you look at him with those hooded, fox like eyes, he knows to be more controlling and demanding, talking through gritted teeth. and tonight is former. your big round doe eyes looking up at him waiting for every word and every bit of praise he has for you

• “you’re doing so good for me sweetie, taking it so good, fuck you’re so perfect for me” you’re sobbing, this is round 5, and you’re so close to being fully spent, for now at least, your whole body is sensitive, every nerve ending wrecked by him, one hand laced in yours and giving you reassuring squeezes.

• you’ve lost all ability to form coherent sentences, just nodding and whining along with his words, “one more for me? can you do that?” you nod softly, usually he would ask for verbal confirmation, just to be a tease, but he’s already teased you enough in previous rounds, now just wanting you to feel one last gush of relief before you can settle down for sleep

• “that’s it, good girl, just one more, you can do it… atta girl, there we go” he watches you come undone around him, he hisses slightly from the overstimulation, your pussy walls gripping him tight, he pulls out after he’s unloaded into you for the final time that night and your eyes are drooping

• “did so good for me, close your eyes, you’re sleepy, i’m right here if you need me, not going anywhere, i’m all yours” you sniffle back some of the last of your tears and he wipes your cheeks and below your eyes, letting you nuzzle your sweaty body against his own. he sweet talks you as you drift off on him with your breath becoming more stable again, soft whispers while he strokes your back.

• he loves fucking you to sleep during ovulation, and even more so when you wake up restless in the night needing him and he can satisfy you with performed ease, fucking you right back to sleep and cock warning you. whatever mood you need him in, it always ends the same.

jungwoo:

• god he loves it. you are convinced that he might also be ovulating. always welcomes you when you initiate. you both love giving each other head back and forth, sucking and slurping up each other over and over.

• your oral fixation runs wild during ovulation, as well as your obsession with his dick. it’s almost always in your mouth. and he just loves eating you out, a lot of 69 during ovulation. you’re both as bad as each other.

• when you’re too physically tired for sex, you’ll nuzzle up on the couch or in bed by his lap, licking and kissing at his flaccid dick while he slowly gets hard, just mindlessly mouthing away at him.

• when he’s fully erect you just keep going, with lazy kitten licks and gentle sucks as your hand squeezes and slowly jerks the rest of his shaft that you haven’t fit in your mouth and he just watches you, looking down at you with so much love. will slip his hands lower and finger you or toy with your clit when your hips start to buck so you can feel relief too.

• very attentive to what you want and need, if lazy, unhurried sex is what you’re looking for he is setting a calm and cozy atmosphere, but when you’re more rough and hurried he’s encouraging you to do what you want however you want it, will always follow your lead and he is just as desperate as you are.

• jungwoo really gets you and you’re always both on the same wavelength, like an unspoken language that only the pair of you speak, just a slight shift in your body language is a tell tale sign, or a simple look in your eye and he can match it, at any time.

• you always express how appreciative you are for him and his way of being able to adapt to your needs so effectively, telling him how secure he makes you feel and that you couldn’t wish for a better life partner. he always responds by reminding you just how important your pleasure is to him ovulating or not.

• most nights during ovulation week you will wind up sitting on his face or laid across his body while both your mouths engulf the other.

haechan:

• you fuckin nasty style oh my god. at first when your relationship was still quite fresh you were both newly adults, so neither of you had much experience, mainly just with each other, so the first time you opened up about your ovulation and how horny it made you he was nervous and excited, now both of you are a few years deep into your relationship, your sex lives and kinks have broadened massively.

• he’s such a tease, but he’s learned to keep the teasing to a minimum when your desperation is at an all time high, you really don’t have the patience for his games and you just want to go crazy on that thang.

• he keeps it fun and playful as always, but he is much quicker to give in and let you have him. “drop your pants i need to sit on it” “damn baby, is that all i am to you? are you just using me for my body?” he fakes a pout before a pillow is gently smacked across his face, “yes ma’am”

• you giggle as he fondles with his sweats and boxers, bringing them down to his thighs, he’s half hard and as you start to strip fully you can see him twitch and form fully erect. you spit down on his shaft a few times before you straddle him and sink down, your pussy is sopping and he slides in with ease.

• he also uses a lot of toys on you, dildos, vibrators, anything that piques your interest he’ll use. you are a sucker for a rose vibrator and over time during your relationship with haechan you have grown quite the collection of toys, so he’s not as flushed as he used to be when you would drag him to your bedroom and fish out a toy of your choice.

• you and him could spend hours like this, laying against him in between his legs as he holds a toy to your core as you cum and squirt over and over. despite all his teasing he does coax you through your orgasms, never denying you when your ovulating, just lets you cum and cum until you can’t.

• sometimes he’ll have a vibrating dildo pushed inside of you, and if he’s feeling just as desperate he’ll squeeze his cock in there too to feel it vibrating against his own shaft. both of you whining and squirming as it drums against you both and you let go in sync.

yn:

•you were the first one to see the article, it had a lengthy story about you and a link to anonymous google docs with videos and pictures of you with the dream members, you had no idea where they had come from or how they had got that footage, but it scared you.

• someone had hacked into your icloud account and was able to get into your photo albums, all without your knowledge, countless clips and snapshots of you with the members in your camera roll, now stolen and illegally uploaded to the internet through an unreachable IP address.

• it was 3am, you were the only one awake, now scrolling through hours of content. nude photos you have sent the members, photos they have taken of you, in bed, videos of you sucking them off, videos of you getting fucked by one or more of the members, pictures you had taken of them, everything was on display.

• your hands hands shake as you click onto the next file and each one is as graphic and violating as the last. you watchin horror as the once private videos you all took are now right there on the dispatch website, readily available in one clip. the sounds of your own voice making you feel sick, hearing them talking to you, telling you how beautiful you look for all of them, calling you petnames that are for just your ears, seeing you in ways that are for their eyes only now widespread news.

•you had all of these hidden on your phone in a locked album that needed your face id to unlock, but being an idol didn’t make it hard for someone to easily find a photo of your face and get in. you wouldn’t be so irresponsible to have them in your main camera roll waiting to be found.

• the sight of you and the members naked bodies staring back at you on your laptop has your chest heaving. watching haechan slap his length across your face before you take it into your mouth as he holds your phone steady and films you, or how jeno holds the camera infront of you to show off how dumb he’s making you go on his fingers and laughing, both of them had originally sent the videos into your encrypted group chat, planning to make everyone jealous, but now you want nothing more than to have these videos disappear, forever.

• the next is a collection of shaky blurry photos taken by jaemin, he’s behind you hitting it from the back and your face is pressed into chenles pelvis, eiffel towering you. you switche back and forth between your open tabs, reading the article more closely, and jumping back to the google doc.

• you know you have to tell them, wake them up and all of you delete anything else before more footage is released, change your icloud password, stop whatever hacker from infiltrating any more of your personal details, especially any financial info you keep on your phone. you slams your laptop shut and make your way to jenos bedroom, pushing the door open and coming straight to his side, usually when you wake jeno you’re gentle and calming, gently pulling him from slumber, but right now you’re freaking out and shaking him awake hurriedly.

• “wake up, you have to get up, i’ve been hacked” he sits up confused, thinking he’s dreaming “wha?… yn? baby what are you doing- yn!?” you’re dragging him up, sitting him up fully and handing him his phone so he can search it up. “oppa my icloud, it’s been hacked, i don’t know how or when but i have to change the password” “what do you mean hacked?” “i have to change the password, now, just go on the dispatch website, i’ll explain later” you leave and go back to your room, grabbing your phone and laptop again as you try and get into your icloud to change it but it’s already been changed, cursing and kicking your bed as jeno walks into the room. “baby i don’t understand? what’s happening?” “they got into my phone remotely, all my apps, texts, pictures, info, all of it… there’s a google doc, dispatch just linked it” you look up at jeno, shaking and panic setting in.

• tears fall from your eyes as you show jeno what’s already been uploaded, and more still being added, both of you now shouting and panicking, not particularly at each other but just the heightened stress causing both of you to yell. “i think im gonna be sick…” you turn to start walking towards the bathroom, and clearly all your shouting and crying has woken up the rest of the members, all of them listening outside your door, when you open the door you look at them all, and spontaneously throw up right there in front of them, renjun and jaemin reaching out to help you and clean you up.

renjun:

• he had no idea what you and jeno where shouting about, all of them had been listening on the other side of your door, they could hear you crying, and neither of you sounded like you were having an argument, but something was definitely wrong. when the door opened and you stood there, pale, tears soaking your face you look at them all, giving them a vacant blank stare before you’re throwing up into your hands.

• he reaches forward immediately, not caring about the mess, he just wants you to be okay, he shakes your hands to clean them as much as possible, causing it to join the rest of it on the floor jaemin taking a big step over your pile of sick and and helping you out the room and into the bathroom. renjun sits with you while you sit by the toilet, continually throwing up and crying, shouting to mark to find out what happened.

• jeno starts to cry as he explains what’s happened, crying from fear, embarrassment, regret, guilt, and renjuns hand slowly comes to a stop from rubbing circles on your back. “angel… is it true?” you can’t look at him, you just nod your head as you stare into the toilet bowl. the rest of them are panicking now too.

• renjun stands up leaving you alone on the bathroom floor and starts pacing, all of them arguing back and forth, jaemin shouting from the threshold of your door where he cleans up your sick, all of them going at each others throats and it causes you to throw up again, the noise, the late hour, the dread, everything feels surreal. you start feeling like an out of body experience, like your spirit leaves your body, watching yourself over the toilet bowl, then back at your boyfriends.

• it doesn’t stop until you feel hands back on your shoulders, looking up to see renjun back at your side. in their moment of panic, they had completely forgotten about the most important person, you. he had left you there alone on the floor, providing 0 comfort. he’s apologising hard, holding your hair, trying to encourage you to drink water, he doesn’t care that your covered in sick, doesn’t care about anything else, all he wants is to ensure you’re okay.

• he’s pulling you to his chest when you sit up, when you finally fall against him you start wailing, he had never heard you cry like this in his whole time of knowing you, the sounds snapping everyone else out of their trance. they watch as renjun rocks you back and forth, holding on to you as you shake and thrash against him.

• “why did they do this? why me? why us?” renjun kisses the top of your head “i don’t know angel, but we’ll make it right… we’ll make sure of it” he holds you there against him until your crying subsides, even just a tiny bit. “i promise you, im gonna get that fucking asshole, i’m gonna find them, and im gonna expose them” you keep going on and on about how it’s too late, people will have already seen it, fans in other time zones, fans waking up will have seen them, other news articles and companies will have their own links to the google doc, there’s loads more that haven’t came from your icloud, cctv, fan recorded footage, there’s plenty of images that have been uploaded, and only a fraction of them came from whatever hacker has your info. he still ensures he will find them, find everyone who did this to you, all of them had now reported the article and the google doc, but they had to get help from the company to ensure any real change can be done.

jeno:

• when you’ve cleaned been cleaned up, you’re sitting on his lap on your bed, you’re going through the article, going through the comments and tags on social media, chenle is on the phone with your managers, trying to get in touch with the legal team. jeno is trying his best to track any IP addresses that he can but it’s no use, everything is fully untraceable.

• “i’m getting anything that i can, i’m trying my best” “thank you…” “give me your phone, i’m going to see if any locations have triggered when they logged in” you give him your phone and he starts going through it. you watch closely, he can’t find any locations but he’s able to log out your icloud on all devices and he changes your password. once your logged back in he’s again looking for locations.

• “can you find anything?” “sorry baby…” you slump against him and he holds you close. the doc stops being updated while they’re logged out your account and you all relax and focus on finding who it is and where they’re doing this from. jeno is looking through the documents, the links, running them through apps to find where they’ve been created. if any software has been used to create the documents.

• jeno is very tech savvy and you just watch quietly, chenle finally getting in touch with lawyers and setting up a meeting for everyone with your manager. jeno is looking through every picture, every piece of evidence. trying to remember where they’ve were when the cctv was taken, trying to match any outfits, he’s really locked in.

• of course he feels absolutely humiliated and violated but a lot of the footage is of you, of course they are all involved and shown, but nothing compared to what’s been released about you, he feels completely destroyed for you, he can see it in your face you want the ground to swallow you up, he has a reassuring hand on your knee, squeezing.

• then another google doc gets released and he’s freezing up. “what the fuck?” your head snaps up “what now?” “there’s more” you collapse against the bed and curl into a ball. “there not from your phone, they’re cctv” you know he’s trying to reassure you, but it didn’t matter where they’re from, there was more and it was killing you.

haechan:

• he watches you spew in front of them, in complete shock. when you had been taken away he steps over your throw up and into the room, pushing on jenos shoulders “what the fuck did you say to her?” jeno pushes him back, “me? i didn’t do fucking anything!” they start arguing about what jeno did to make you so upset, until jeno finally can get a word in and tell him what had happened, showing him your laptop.

• haechan is freaking out. he also thinks he’s going to throw up, everyone now surrounding your computer, everyone shouting and ranting about how this happened, who would’ve done it, how long it’s been active. everyone seems to have forgotten about you as they all start shouting, jaemin cleaning up the floor, renjun now back to comforting you haechan has stormed off, saying he needs to clear his head.

• he doesn’t come back until a few hours later, it’s now early in the morning, you’re all still stressed out. quietly watching as the docs get updated every few minutes. he agrees to come to the meeting, and he can see you laid out in the fetal position on your bed. he feels so terrible for leaving you when you need all of them the most.

• he sits down and quietly asks if he can hold you, when you agree he’s gently pulling you into his chest. “i missed you, i needed you” “i know… i’m sorry, i just didn’t know what to do, didn’t know how to help, and i couldn’t see you like this without knowing what to do”

• renjun gets ready for your meeting, encouraging everyone else to do the same. when everyone is dressed your manager meets you outside, when you’re all walking to your cars there’s saesangs and news reporters surrounding you all, your bodyguards, security and managers do their best to protect all 7 of you. he notices the security prioritises the men, leaving you almost fully uncovered, people attempting to shove cameras and microphones in your face.

• haechan holds you as close as he can, making sure you have as much protection as possible. “don’t let go of me, i won’t let them hurt you” he feels the strong grip you have on his hoodie and it breaks his heart, you stand as close in the middle of the group as you can, all of them trying their best to man mark you. when you’re finally in the car, things are getting thrown at your window, food, shoes, rocks, anything these saesangs can find. when you flinch away from the window next to you he’s pulling you away from it and into his chest again.

jaemin:

• reaching out and pulling you away from the mess in the doorway. “come on, come here, it’s okay, i’ll clean this, just go to the bathroom” you step out and follow renjun to the bathroom, and he’s getting cleaning supplies to clean up your sick. he’s on his hands and knees disinfecting the floor after he’s finished mopping and simultaneously shouting with all the members.

• when everyone’s calmed down and is now solution oriented instead of in their feelings stage he’s standing up and washing his hands in the sink as he looks down at you and renjun on the bathroom floor. “how is she?” “how does she look?” he just silently nods and walks out again, going back to look at the files.

• he helps you stand and he brings you to your room again, changing you into clean clothes, discarding of your dirty pyjamas and putting them in the washing machine, he comes back upstairs to find you crying alone in his room. “hey… come back, i know it’s scary, i’m scared too, but we need to keep trying” you shake your head “i can’t… i can’t go back in there and see what they’re all saying, anyone could’ve saved those, and if we get them taken down they can just be re uploaded”. he kisses your head “then we will take them down too, please, just come back, we can’t do it alone”

• he is concerned, not only at what’s happened, but the fact an official news source would link something like this, it’s so graphic and not child friendly, anyone could’ve clicked the link and gained access to all of these images. there was no age verification required, so whoever did this, has no regard for public safety.

• he knows a lot of their fanbase is young, so he’s worried for their safety too. he hates that this has happened to you all, but he hates the idea of any young person, let alone his own fans being in any risk of danger on the internet.

• he is spiralling bad, he’s trying to go out and chase haechan, bring him home, he’s calling his parents, asking for advice, he’s calling the senior members, he just needs someone to tell him that this is fixable, that this can all be wiped and removed from the internet within the hour, but it’s helpless.

• when things have calmed down and jeno seems to be getting some kind of progress they’re all quietly monitoring the google doc on each of their phones and laptops. he glances at you and jeno, you look so different to how you went to bed last night, hair now a mess, you’re clammy and tense, all colour had drained from you and he can already see eye bags forming under your eyes. he’ll occasionally reach out and rub your head softly as you sigh desperately in jenos arms.

chenle:

• calls his brother, he’s a police officer, and he will have some kind of intel. when his brother gives him some relatively sound advice he thanks him and hangs up. throwing money at any software jeno requires. he’s googling private investigators, booking appointments, paying for services, looking into his family lawyers, anything chenle can buy to shut this whole thing down he is.

• chenle seems to be the most calm from the get go, as soon as he found out what was happening, he was immediately thinking rationally, contacting anyone he can and offering any figure they require to help you all out. he works closely with jeno, both of them well versed in the internet and its loopholes.

• “when did you last back up your phone baby?” when you tell him you don’t know, he and jeno are looking through your phone, last backed up 3 days ago. “have you taken any pictures since then? or have we sent you any?” you shake your head no, and he feels a little bit of relief knowing that there’s nothing from too recent.

• when you get logged back into your phone you’re hands are shaking as you start mass deleting anything compromising, changing passwords to all your apps and social media’s, when you log in, you already see all the hate you’re receiving. “just ignore that, make sure they’ve not gotten in and posted anything from your account” you follow his instructions and you check nothing has been posted or hacked. then you check your instagram and it has been deactivated.

• “what does that mean? can you check if my accounts gone? check your phone”. chenle is checking on his own instagram, your account is gone, but he can’t find any evidence of you being hacked, your account has just disappeared. “nothing seems to have been posted from your account, no one is posting anything”

• in the morning when you are all getting ready for your meetings he lets you wear one of his hoodies, and he puts his glasses on your face, the big blacked out lenses covering the top half of your face, then your face mask blocking the bottom half. “our managers are outside, you’ll be with us, we’ll keep you safe, just keep walking and keep your head straight, we’re going to fix this”

jisung:

• another one who genuinely thinks he’s going to throw up. he’s a nervous person to begin with, so any form of confrontation or adversity is setting his nervous system on fire. he starts crying as everyone argues, unsure if he should get involved or tend to you. he’s walking back and forth between your bedroom and the bathroom trying to convince himself to just step up and pick one. he eventually goes back to your room quietly.

• when you arrive back in the room with everyone he’s quietly rocking himself in the chair, trying to self sooth. he definitely tries his best to step up and be supportive and assertive, but he genuinely can’t bring himself to involve himself, just quietly listening to everyone trying to find a solution. he feels so useless, and he feels terrible that he can’t be the strong man you deserve.

• when you see him spiralling you quietly walk to him. “can i sit with you?” he’s pursing his lips in a sympathetic smile and pats the space beside him. you sit down you cuddle up to him. “i’m sorry” he hugs you tighter “this isn’t your fault, i’m sorry this is happening, you don’t deserve this” “i’m still sorry, i’m sorry i let this happen”

• his heart feels heavy as you apologise to them all, blaming yourself for not being careful enough, but you had taken all the right precautions, all your photos were in your hidden folder, all your group chats were encrypted, it’s this sick bastards fault for hacking your entire icloud, and staff from all these restaurants and venues that have most likely sold all this cctv footage.

• the walk from your home to the cars feels like the longest walk of his life, and it is the scariest experience he’s ever been apart of, he’s done a lot of things for his group, like riding rollercoasters and waterslides and he was panicking then, but walking through this stampede of people, it was terrifying, and the majority of the focus was on you, so he can only imagine how you’re feeling.

• he reaches behind him and you use your free hand to grab hold of him, one arm firmly wrapped around haechans bicep, your other hand outstretched and gripping jisungs hand hard.

johnny:

• hes a big guy. in both his stature and his length, so he’s never moved so fast in his life when you use the safe word, removing any danger to you immediately. it’s the first time you’ve ever said the safe word and he’s immediately panicking. pulling out and stepping back off the bed to give you space to move. “baby you okay? i’m so sorry” “i’m okay… i just started feeling weird… sorry”

• he’s joining you on the bed again, wrapping you in a hug “don’t apologise, did exactly what you’re supposed to do, can i get you anything?” “can you give me my shirt?”.

• he reaches over and grabs your shirt off the floor and a clean pair of underwear from your drawer and lets you get redressed as he pulls his own sweats back on. “you feeling okay? you promise i didn’t hurt you?” “i promise johnny, i just… i don’t know, kinda snapped out of it a little and i just didn’t want to keep going” he feels relieved that he didn’t cause any harm, coming back to the bed and wrapping an arm around you again letting you get comfy on him. “i love you johnny” “i love you too babe”

taeyong:

• he didn’t think he heard it at first so he stills inside you, waiting to see if you say it again. “red… taeyong please- pull out” he slips out of you and watches as you struggle to sit up. he reaches a hand out gently for you to take and pull yourself up.

• “fuck… i’m so sorry, what did i do? are you okay?” “i don’t know, it’s just sore” he feels so terrible, touching your face softly “im gonna get a cloth to clean you up okay” you sniff back tears as you nod yes letting him go off and come back with a damp cloth and gently wipes your skin clean

• when your cleaned up he puts his shirt on you and tucks you into bed with him, smothering you in kisses “im so sorry baby, how are you feeling?” “i feel a lot better now” you smile up at him and he kisses your lips “im so sorry, i feel terrible, i never want to hurt you” you squeeze his bicep “i know that, and you stopped, im fine now” your words eliminate some of his guilt but he can’t help but feel awful about making you say the safe word in the first place.

yuta:

• he was fucking you hard and fast in a new position, he had your hands cuffed behind your back and your face is pushed into the pillow and you’re struggling to breathe, the panic sets in more than the pleasure and you have just enough strength to turn your head to the side with a strain, it hurts as he keeps rocking your body and you feel like the pressure is going to snap your neck.

• before he can shove his hand in your hair and turn your head back into the pillows you breath out the safe word as loud as you can. he pulls out and stares at your body going limp, “fuck… baby…” you cry out, tears slipping past your waterline “please uncuff me”

• he jumps into action, almost forgetting about the cuffs, he grabs the key off the night stand and uncuffs you soothing your wrists before he’s helping you lay down in a comfortable position. he’s apologising over and over as he wipes tears from your cheeks. “what happened?” “that position… i can’t do that… it was too much, everything hurts…” he kisses your head as he pulls you into him softly. “im so sorry baby, are you okay? can i do anything?” when you quietly ask for water he’s slipping out of bed and running to grab you some water. massages your shoulders and neck when he gets back into bed.

doyoung:

• you were maybe 30 minutes in, both of you were insatiable and all over each other when you first initiated sex, but now you’re starting to cramp up and feel sore in your abdomen.

• you pushed through it until the cramps get worse, it feels different to just sex, it feels like something is snapping inside of you but not in the good way like you had been feeling just minutes ago.

• his face is in your neck and you gently push his shoulders and whisper the safe word in his ear and he draws back. “you okay honey?” “something feels weird… it’s sore” he looks down at himself briefly then does a double take, seeing blood on his shaft

• “did i tear you?” “i don’t think so… can you check?” he nods as he pushes your legs apart again softly, it’s clear you just started your period and he hasn’t torn any of your skin. “you just started your period love, you okay?” you curse under your breathe before sitting up, holding your tummy as cramps fire up in your belly again

• “i’m sorry… this is so embarrassing” “it’s alright baby, let’s just get cleaned up, wanna shower together? then i’ll make you some dinner” you pout as he helps you stand, and he walks you to the bathroom, and the pair of you have a quick shower before you’re getting redressed and get comfortable on the couch as he makes your comfort food

jaehyun:

• pulls out slowly, but staying close enough where his hands can gently massage your legs softly. “what happened? are you okay?” you whine a little, feeling a little sore.

• he curses under his breathe, he feels so terrible, you know it wasn’t his fault, he just sometimes forgets his own strength. “i’m fine, can we stop though, it’s a little too much” he can see you shift in pain and he’s nodding immediately.

• “yeah, yeah of course baby, i’m so sorry, how can i help?” you smile softly as he lays back down next to you an arm wrapping around you “it’ll feel fine in a second, im sorry” “please don’t apologise, it’s me who’s sorry, where’s the pain? can i help?”

• you shake your head no, it’s just sore, the burn of the stretch and the constant drag of his length causing a bit of friction despite you being wet, “it’ll be okay soon, can we just lay down like this?” he holds you closer and kisses the top of your head.

jungwoo:

• he forgets that compared to you he is much larger and heavier, and he’s got you on your stomach while he crushes you with his weight as his hips snap into you and you’re feeling claustrophobic, you try and push your arms up to lock your elbows to create more space between you and the mattress but when that doesn’t work the only option is to creat space between you and jungwoo

• the safe word falls from your lips hurried and panicked as a panic attack starts to kick in and he lifts himself off and pulls out, sitting back on his heels at your feet. “you okay? baby you’re shaking” he starts freaking out inside. “sorry- i just… i didn’t have any space, it felt good- but i was kinda trapped beneath you and i panicked”

• you catch your breath, he watches you quietly with a reassuring hand on your ankle, when you’ve steadied your breathing he starts apologising. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to crush you, aw babe i feel so bad, i really didn’t mean to scare you” you smile and sit up, leaning in to kiss him.

• “you didn’t scare me, it was just the lack of space, im sorry” he drags a hand softly through your hair, “please don’t be sorry, you did the right thing” you consider continuing but you’re really not in the headspace to go back at it, just opting to lay agaisnt his bare chest as he scratches your back

haechan:

• oh he feels so horrible, never in a million years did he ever think he’d make you bleed. when you had squeaked out the safe word he pulled out and you cried clutching yourself in pain. “baby can i see?” when you nod he’s gently moving your hand and he can spot a little blood.

• he takes a shaky breath trying not to panic you, but he knows he has to tell you. “i’m so sorry baby… you’re bleeding, just a little, i’m gonna get a wash cloth” you cry a little and agree “okay” he rushes to grab a clean wash cloth and dampens it, bringing it back to the bed. his face scrunches in guilt and sadness when you sob as he dabs up the blood, the sting sending shocks through you. “i know, i’m so sorry, but it’s not a lot, it’s just a tiny bit, you’re gonna be just fine angel”

• he takes a few minutes to fully clean you and stop the bleeding, and it takes a while for you to be able to comfortably move, he was right, it was just a tiny friction burn that had caught against his skin and tore just a tiny bit, but due to the sensitive area it felt a lot more sore for what it was. when you started to shift and sit up he helps you as much as he can.

kun:

• the biggest eater. other than actually having his dick inside you it’s his favourite form of intimacy. huge giver and he is good at it too.

• his stamina is astounding, can eat it for hours if you let him. his arms pressed into your legs to keep them pushed apart for him while his fingers spread your folds and he just goes to town

• can and will eat it in any position in any place. from the back, front, side. in the car, in the bathrooms, on the couch, anywhere you want this man you will have him

• you guys went round for round one time and he ate you out until you passed out.

ten:

• he’s a good eater, and eats often, but not nearly as much as kun. he likes to eat during special occasions, after a win, after reuniting for the first time in weeks, birthdays (both yours and his) basically anytime he wants to be more romantic

• he is a little shy in his abilities that’s why he doesn’t do it too often and you definitely praise him plenty when he’s down there

• he lets you take more of the lead when he eats, using his hair to guide him where you want him. definitely loves when you sit on his face and use him. he just wants it to feel perfect and you know just where he needs to be

• always has a dribbling face when he comes up for air, lazy fucked out smirk on his face as he sits back and admires the soaked sheets, maybe his confidence is growing.

winwin:

• not a big eater, has and will go down if you want him to, and again he is not bad at it at all, he gets very in his head. he doesn’t know if what he’s doing is right or feels good, he’s petrified that you don’t feel good and he knows he is much more confident in other departments so tends to utilise them more often

• you never complain when he opts for one of the other methods of getting you off, because you know you will feel bliss regardless wether he’s going down on you or not, but part of you wishes he would stop being so nervous about it

• if you ever bring it up to him he gets even more shy. “i just feel like im bad at it, it’s nothing against you, i just i’m better at other things” you give him a kiss and tell him you’ll help him practice if he’s comfortable

• you both start slow, letting him build his confidence and a better rhythm and technique and he gradually gets more and more comfortable going down on you

xiaojun:

• oh he loves it, loves the intimacy of it, how messy and sloppy it can get.

• he’s spitting down on you, slurping you up, bringing your climax over and over on his face, loves having you sitting on his face, hand slapping your ass prompting you to fully sit and not just hover

• a close second to kun, just not as precise, he’s eager and it shows. messy and rushed and desperate. he needs to feel your cum spraying his face and he’s not stopping until it has at least 3 times minimum

hendery:

• has gone down on you, doesn’t mind it, but he does prefer receiving. he can’t help it, he knows it’s selfish, but you always remind him his pleasure is important too.

• he is very happy to provide and give in other ways, with his fingers, letting you hump his thigh or dry humping, he is an expert with his hands so it compensates well

• he will go down on you for birthdays and anniversaries and occasionally if you really beg him, but you know he is not as comfortable with giving head so you don’t ever push him out his comfort zone

• however you certainly never shy away from him when he does initiate it. welcoming him with open arms and spread legs.

yangyang:

• big eater no.3. again loves the mess but he’s more meticulous than xiaojun. if it wasn’t for him always drawing back to talk or look at you he would be higher in the top 3 list.

• he just gets so excited and caught up in the thrill of the intimacy and he has to draw back and tell you how good it is how good you taste and how perfect you are for him. of course you appreciate the praise but he does accidentally edge you when he does this

• loves to take control and give you what you want and need, however when you almost broke his nose and drowned him when you sat on his face you were more cautious and nervous about doing it again