#nctfluff

You took a deep breath, standing outside your family’s house with Ten practically glued to your side. He had his arm wrapped around yours, fingers loosely intertwined with yours, and his head resting dramatically on your shoulder.

"Do we have to go in?" he whined playfully, squeezing your hand. "What if they don’t like me? What if they think I’m weird?"

You turned to face him, gently flicking his forehead. "First of all, they will like you. Second, you are weird."

Ten gasped, clutching his chest as if you had just mortally wounded him. "Excuse me?! You love my weirdness!"

You laughed, nudging him toward the door. "I do. But come on, my mom is already watching us from the window."

Ten straightened up immediately, but his hand remained tightly around yours. As soon as you stepped inside, your mom was already there, greeting you both with a warm smile.

"You must be Ten!" she said, pulling him into a hug before he could react.

Ten’s eyes widened, but he immediately melted into the embrace. "Oh, I like your mom already," he whispered, making you chuckle.

Your dad stood behind her, eyeing Ten with a raised brow. "So, you’re the famous boyfriend."

"That’s me!" Ten said proudly, squeezing your hand for comfort. "Y/N talks about me all the time, huh?" He shot you a teasing look, and you rolled your eyes.

Your younger sibling popped up from behind your dad. "Do you really dance better than Y/N?"

Ten let out an exaggerated gasp. "Better? Y/N, how dare they question my superiority!" He clung to you dramatically, hiding behind you like a scared kitten.

Your mom laughed, clearly already falling for his antics. "Come on, let’s eat before Ten permanently fuses himself to Y/N’s side."

At the dinner table, Ten was an absolute sweetheart—helping serve food, listening intently to stories about your childhood, and sneaking little glances at you like he was already planning to brag about tonight later.

At one point, your dad cleared his throat. "So, Ten. What exactly are your intentions with my child?"

You tensed, but Ten, still holding onto your sleeve, simply pouted. "Intentions? To keep them forever, obviously."

Your sibling snorted, and your mom bit back a smile, but your dad raised an eyebrow. "Forever, huh?"

Ten nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Y/N is my favorite person in the world." Then, as if realizing how much he was confessing, he turned to you and whined, "Y/N, your dad is scary! Protect me!"

Your dad sighed, shaking his head. "Fine, I approve. But only because you’re the first person to make Y/N bring home someone this entertaining."

Ten beamed, resting his head against your shoulder again. "See? I knew they’d like me."

You groaned, but deep down, you were relieved. As clingy as he was, he had your family wrapped around his finger already.

Later, as you walked Ten to the door, he suddenly wrapped you in a tight hug, burying his face in your neck. "Your family is nice," he mumbled. "But I missed having you all to myself."

You laughed, running your fingers through his hair. "You were literally attached to me all night."

"Not enough," he grumbled. "Now, come on, say you love me before I leave, or I’ll refuse to let go."

You rolled your eyes but leaned in, whispering, "I love you, clingy baby."

Ten grinned against your skin. "I knew it. You love my weirdness!"

Y/N POV

Well, here I am on my way to work after leaving the house, I used to call home, at nearly four in the morning just so I wasn’t there any longer. I live with my boyfriend of five years, but it seems his love language of physical touch has morphed into beatings over the past two years. I stopped wearing makeup, I stopped trying to cover it up and I stopped caring about the stares I got. No matter how much I want to leave, I can’t, he’s in my home, he intruded on my safe haven that is my home. Every day I’m running off of fear and three hours of sleep, I usually don’t sleep at all if he’s in the same bed with me. I’ve completely thrown myself into my work so that everything else is drowned out. I work at SM Entertainment and I’ve been with the company for a couple years, I love the people I work with and I love the higher ups I work for. I work behind the scenes most times, working with producers for music and music videos while I also work with composers so I can put my knowledge to use. That being said I work for the group NCT and more often than not I’m solely with NCT 127. They are amazing boys/young men, their big hearts showing for the staff that are around them. But lately I haven’t seen much of them and they haven’t seen me face to face in a couple months, mainly because I’m avoiding them all together.

The older members and I are quite close, I don’t know why being that I’m the same age as Chenle and Jisung. Me and Ten met when I first joined, we simply ran into each other, literally, and we really hit off after apologizing at the same time consistently. He is just such a mood booster and he’s the kindest man I’ve ever met. But Johnny, man, he’s just amazing. He’s definitely my soul mate, he’s my other half. I’d like to say it was love at first sight, he came to the studio with Ten and that was the first time I had crossed paths with him. For a good minute we both were just standing there staring at each other mid handshake, it seemed like time had stopped. We only broke eye contact when Ten cleared his throat and laughed at me, we both snapped out of it and were blushing like crazy. But I never got to do anything more than just having those feelings, at the time I was with my current boyfriend, he knew that and I knew it wasn’t right to have these feelings for another person. But we were like magnets always coming back to each other, it was inevitable that we were going to keep seeing each other. It’s been that way for the last three years, he never dated anyone and I was still in a relationship.

Lately I haven’t seen any of them because I don’t want them to see the state I’m in. It’s been hard being that I am co-producer and co-composer for their comeback this year. I’ve been seeing more of the boys because the come back album is being finished up and it’s been hard to not let them see any bruises. But of course it had to come to a head today of all days.

I’m just sitting in my studio going over some of the tracks and trying to see if there’s any inconsistencies. Being in my own world I didn’t notice anyone entered until I felt the chair beside me move then I snapped my head to see who it was but immediately looked away.

“So this is where you’ve been at all week,” Johnny smirked to himself as he looked at the screen in front of me. “I’ve missed seeing you lately Y/N.”

Thankfully I have my hood up and a mask on along with my reading glasses, I’m hoping he can’t see any bruises around my face or around my neck. “Yeah well-” my voice is hoarse from my boyfriend choking me daily so I quickly clear my throat before I continue. “Yeah well, I’ve been here in my little dungeon. I just feel like I’m missing something for this track, there’s this gap that I don’t know how to fill. It’s only obvious when you listen to it consistently, I could use your opinion.” I hold out a head set so he can hear what I’m hearing. I play the part over and over until I notice him take the headphones off and lean forward to rest his chin is his hand.

“I hear it, but I wouldn’t necessarily say it’s bad or anything. I think that the short break between the bridge and the last verse is kind of like a small breather. I think you should-” I turn toward him when he inhales sharply, that’s when I notice that the bruises on my wrists are visible. Hurriedly I pull my sleeves down and bring my arm to my lap, but he’s quicker.

“What is this? How did you-? Did he do this to you?!” His eyes quickly find my face and he slowly brings a hand up to my jaw. He brushes the hood off my head, gently pulls my mask off and takes my glasses off. He quickly gets up and locks the door to my studio then comes and kneels in front of me in my chair. “Did he, did he do all of this?” His eyes are filling with tears while I simply look down and don’t answer. There’s nothing I could say that could convince him otherwise, not like I want to. His hands hold my face so gently as his thumbs brush over my spilt lip, bruised jaw and my black eye. I struggle to not flinch at his every move towards me, I know he won’t hurt me, the pain in his eyes is almost palpable. He just keeps scanning over my face and then I see him discover the bruises on my throat and I see his eyes change, darker and angry. As he brings his fingers to trace the multiple marks I can’t help but flinch when his fingers touch a fresher bruise.

I only notice I’m crying when he starts wiping away my tears. He stands up and brings me up with him, I bury my face into his chest and cry the way I’ve wanted to for the past month. He simply holds me tightly and brushes a hand through my hair. Once I start to quiet down I feel him take a deep breath.

“Did he do this to you? How you answer will tell me what I need to do next, and don’t say to do nothing because I can’t sit around while I know the love of my life is being beat by her shitty boyfriend. Please tell if he did this to you.” He leans down and kisses the top of my head, I slightly nod my head. “Baby, I need words.”

I slowly look up at him. I meet his eyes for a second and look away, “Yes. He’s been doing this on and off for the past two years. It’s gotten really bad the past two months. He knocked me out last week. I can’t go anywhere, he’s living in my house. No one would have believed me, Johnny.” As soon as I finish speaking he’s on the phone with Taeil.

“Hey Ten, yeah I’m here with Y/N and uh she just told me that her good for nothing boyfriend, yeah yeah, has been beating her for a while. Yeah, I’m gonna need someone to go with me to get some of her stuff. Yeah, yeah. We should have the police meet us there. I’ll see if she let’s me take some pictures so they don’t have to talk to her right away. Yeah. I’m gonna have her stay with us and the guys. Not everyone needs to know what’s going on right now okay?” Then he turns to me and asks, “Who do you feel comfortable with knowing so they can help?”

I’m stunned from how fast things are happening but answer regardless, “Umm, I guess Yuta and Taeyong for right now..” He quickly leans down and kisses my forehead. I’m shocked with how fast things are moving and I know I shouldn’t be as comfortable with it as I am, but I can’t help but be happy that things are changing.

“Yeah, she said she’s okay with Taeyong and Yuta knowing, yeah, yeah. So get them and have them meet us at her studio. I’m going to have you take her back to my room so she can get settled while I take care of getting the things she needs. Yeah so could you come and get her while I start to get things ready to go? Yeah, she good for right now I just don’t want her to be alone right now. Yeah okay, see you soon.” Then he ends the call.

“Baby,” I look up at him when he calls me by that pet name, with a hopeful look on my face. “Is it okay if I take some pictures to show the police when I get there? Maybe a video too?” I nod wordlessly and step back so I can take my hoodie off. When I do, I hear him gasp as more wounds and bruises now show because of me wearing a short sleeve underneath. He quickly steps forward and presses a long kiss to my forehead before he steps back again. “Okay I’m gonna start taking pictures and videos, go ahead and close your eyes.”

I nod and close my eyes while I see several flashes go off, then he starts taking a video and starts lifting my arms and turning my head so that everything was visible on video. I hear him shuffle around so I open my eyes and I see him taking off the hoodie he was wearing, he delicately places it over my head and helps me pull my arms through then pulls me into his chest again. We stand there holding each other for at least two minutes before there’s a knock at the door, Johnny reluctantly lets go and goes to unlock the door. He stood there for a moment contemplating what to do before he opens the door and slips out.

Johnny’s POV

As I slip out of the door I’m met with three anxious faces.

“How is she?” Taeyong asks.

“Is she doing okay?” Yuta’s eyes are frantically searching mine.

“What do I have to do?” Ten asks firmly.

“That’s why I came out here instead of letting you guys in. She’s really sensitive right now, physically and emotionally. Me, Taeyong and Yuta will drive to her house and meet the police there. Once the police get him out of the house, we will head inside and get as much of her clothes as we can because she’s going to be staying with us for a while.” I finish rather quickly because this needs to be handled right away.

“How do we know that they’ll take him in immediately?” Yuta asks. I look him dead in the eye.

“They’d be putting her in more danger if they didn’t take him in for what he did to her. There’s plenty of proof to be shown that he has done it,” as I finish talking Yuta’s eyes grow colder.

“He’s lucky that the police are getting to him before I do,” Taeyong says cracking his knuckles and zipping his jacket up.

“Okay Ten, all I need you to do is get her back to my room and don’t let anyone else see her until I’m back. Try not to leave her alone is all I ask. I’m trusting you with my heart.” Ten simply nods. As I open the door I walk in straight to her and I kneel in front of her as she’s sitting down, she only has the hood up over her head and looks at me.

“Okay I’m gonna head out to your house and get some things you’ll need and then I’ll be back. Ten is gonna take you to my room and he’s gonna stay with you until I’m back. You already know that he’s gonna take good care of you. I promise I won’t be gone too long, okay?” She looks up at me as I stand in front of her, she nods quietly but doesn’t look me in the eye.

“Baby, please look at me.” I don’t push her to look at me but I wait until she does. “It’s going to be taken care of. He’s not going to do anything to you anymore and he won’t be able to do anything to us either. I see your eyes tearing up with worry, I will come back to you. I always will, my knuckles might be a little banged up, but I sure as hell will come back to you.”

She gets up and wraps her arms around my waist as she whispers, “I love you Johnny.”

I smile as I place a kiss on the top of her head, “I love you more Y/N.”

And with that I quickly leave with Yuta and Taeyong hot on my heels and Ten rushing in the studio to get her to my room.

“He better be more than willing to leave without fighting. But seeing how beaten up she is, I hope I get to have a few punches before he gets hauled away.” Yuta seethes through his teeth.

“Oh trust me, he wouldn’t be able to handle my anger at this point. I just can’t believe he’s been doing it for so long and yet has the nerve to live in her own fucking house.” Thankfully we made it to the car without anyone stopping us or really anyone seeing us. I sit in the driver’s seat and start the car, I pull out of the parking lot speeding. “You know, she built her house from the ground up. She has an extra plot of land so that she can build her parents a house so that they can come and visit. Fuck, I’m gonna have to tell them what happened.” When I stop at a red light I rest my head on the steering wheel while trying to calm myself down.

Taeyong puts a hand on my shoulder and squeezes, “Calm down hyung. One thing at a time. First we got get the bastard booked and out of here. Then we deal with everything else together, neither of you are alone in this, not anymore.”

I take a deep breath before I raise my head again as the light turns green, “Yeah, I’m gonna make sure from now on that she never feels alone. I’m gonna take care of her, that’s a promise. Now let’s get this dickhead behind bars.”

Y/N POV

As soon as Johnny is out the door Ten comes rushing towards me and wraps me in his arms, I feel myself relax in the comfort of his arms.

“I got you. Now let’s get you fed and then we’ll put a movie on,” he squeezes my hand before we head out of my studio.

Thankfully as we walk down the hall it’s pretty deserted, it is still kind of early but I’m more than thankful that I got here so early.

“I already have a driver ready to take us home. Hopefully they won’t say anything to management. Well, even if they do it’d be smart for them to understand or else they’ll have to deal with me,” he wraps his arm around my shoulder as he open the side exit of the building, checks for people then ushers me out. He opens the door to the car and allows me to scoot in first. He gets in and tells the driver to take us back to the dorms.

He’s holding my hand the whole car ride while I look out the tinted windows. It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the dorms, I can’t even remember the last time I hung out or saw all of the guys. I was too busy caught up in my thoughts to realize we pulled up in front of the dorms.

“Come on, most of the guys are either in the showers or working out. They shouldn’t notice you.” He interlaces our fingers and tugs my hood down a little more.

When he enters the building there’s no one in the lobby, thank god. We get to the elevator and once we get in, he holds down the floor button so it doesn’t get interrupted. When we reach their floor the doors of the elevator open and thankfully there’s no one in the hallway. We quickly walk down to their door and he gets his keys out to open the door. When he opens the door he peeks his head in and listens for anyone walking around.

“Okay, no ones out here. Let’s get you to his room then I’ll bring you some tea.”

We make our way down the hallway careful to not make any noise. Once we get to Johnny’s room he pushed the door open and ushers me in.

“Okay, that was easier than I thought. Well you know where everything is, you might want to wait to get a shower until he comes back with your stuff. I’ll go get you some tea and sprite, we should still have some of it left from last time-”

“I’m sorry,” I cut him off before he leaves the room. “I don’t mean to make things harder for you guys. I should’ve just kept to myself more-”

“Don’t even say that Y/N. Do you have any idea how much we all love you? No, no, how much Johnny loves you? He’s hated your boyfriend ever since you first brought him to that event,” he pulls me to sit down on the bed. “We all hate him. You forget I was the one that introduced Johnny to you, I saw the way you looked at each other. Yet you stayed loyal to some punk that didn’t deserve it, that doesn’t deserve you. He stopped being your boyfriend the moment he laid his hands on you. He stopped loving you the moment he left a mark that wasn’t out of love. Look at me,” he gently raises my chin so I meet his eyes.

I’m crying again as soon as I look in his eyes, “I’m sorry I couldn’t leave. I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to just say something. I’m sorry I’m not the person I once was. I’m sorry I stopped talking to you. I’m sorry for making you worry about me. I’m so sorry Ten,” I start choking on my cries and lean into his chest, he wraps his arms around me and just holds me.

“You have no reason to apologize, absolutely no reason. He should be the one saying sorry. He’s gonna pay for doing this to you, Johnny will make sure of it. All you need to think about right now is yourself, Johnny will take care of everything at your house.” I nod into his chest as he runs a hand through my hair. “Okay I’m gonna get your tea now, is that alright?” I lean back from his chest and nod at him as he gets up.

Once he closes the door I pull my phone out of my pocket. Ignoring any messages that sat there from him earlier, I go to his contact and block it. As soon as I do that a weight is lifted off my shoulders and all the notifications go away. I look for Johnny’s number and I call him.

He answers after two rings, “Hey baby, we’re finishing up packing your stuff in the car and then we’ll be on our way. Are you good?”

“Yeah, I am. I just needed to hear your voice,” I breathe out a sigh of relief knowing he’s okay.

“I told you I’ll always come back to you. I made that promise, I’m not gonna go back on it. Alright well, we gotta head out to come home, I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too, drive safely,” I smile into the phone.

“Will do, see you soon,” then he hangs up.

“Okay okay, I got some bitter ass green tea and a sprite for the lady and some coffee for me. I grabbed my laptop so we can get ready for some movies,” Ten enters the room with a sprite under one arm, laptop under the other and a mug in each hand. I giggle as he comes closer with all the goodies. He sets his mug on the side table and open the laptop.

“What kind of movie are thinking of? Sappy, comedy, horror, slice of life, any ideas?”

“Um, maybe a feel good movie, well a comedy should be good. You pick a comedy whichever one you want.” I scoot up so I’m huddled at the headboard among all the pillows. Ten looks at the different movies and we catch up long enough that Johnny, Taeyong and Yuta actually make it back right as the movie starts getting really good.

“Woohoo, it was so satisfying to see that bastard being put in cuffs. Never been happier,” Yuta announces as he enters the room then closes the door. Taeyong sets all the bags down and lists what’s in each bag and how he tried his best to fold. Whereas Johnny made a beeline for me as soon as he opened the door. I can’t even count how many kisses he placed all over my face.

Now that we’re all chilling in the room I can notice Yuta and Taeyong constantly glancing at me out of the corner of my eye. So I turn to them and pull the hood down completely.

“I know you want to see it but you didn’t want to ask, so I’ll just show you.” The longer Taeyong looks the sadder his expression gets. He gets up and sits in front of me and hesitantly brings his hand up to my face. He moves my face around so he can see everything and I feel his fingers ghost over the fresh bruises on the corner of my jaw and on my throat. I flinch slightly as he places his hand on the side of my neck.

“Careful, be gentle,” Johnny says as he holds my hand.

Taeyong looks up at me but I close my eyes and lift my jaw so he can see the extent of the marks. When I do he gasps to see even more under my jaw. “This is why your voice sounds so rough,” he runs his thumb over the bruises gently.

“Gee thanks, I was trying to hide it so I didn’t sound like a man,” I giggle a little to the lift the mood, which thankfully works when I hear Taeyong and Yuta chuckle. Then Taeyong removes his hand to grab my other hand. I open my eyes to see him kissing my knuckles, that are also split.

“I’m glad you’re here with us now. You don’t have to worry about anything like this anymore,” he keeps his eyes on my knuckles as he rubs his thumb over them. “Well we’ll leave you to clean up and wash that bastard off of you so it’s a fresh start for you. Come on Yuta, Ten. Let’s give ‘em some privacy.” Then all three of them leave.

“You ready to get a shower?” Johnny asks from behind me as he leans forward to place a kiss on my shoulder.

“Yeah I guess, it’ll be a good opportunity to clean all the wounds. But um,” I pause slightly embarrassed for what I’m about to ask.

“What is it?” Johnny puts his chin on my shoulder.

“Could you maybe come in and help me? I can’t really reach everything and I’m not able to move around as freely. Plus I’ll need you to help wrap all the cuts and stuff like that,” my cheeks get hotter as I keep talking. “But if you don’t want to that’s fine I can call one of my girl friends over to help. There’s no pressure y’know, you don’t have to if you don’t feel comfort-”

“Of course I’ll stay and help you. My job is to take care of you now.” He presses a kiss to my cheek as he gets up and stands in front of me with his hand out. “Do you trust me Y/N?”

I carefully place my hand on his as he helps me stand up, “Of course I do. I trust you with my life.” We stand there staring at each other for a moment before I notice his eyes flicker to my lips them back to my eyes.

“Can I kiss you Y/N?”

My face heats up immediately and I nod.

“I need words baby,” I can hear his smirk.

“Yes, please kiss me,” with a boost of confidence I step closer to him.

His smirk deepens as he looks down at me. He lifts his hands to cradle my jaw lightly as he leans down. I meet him halfway as I rise to my tippy toes. Never did anything feel so perfect, when his lips met my dry and cracked ones, the world seemed to stop spinning. Slowly he starts to move his lips against mine while I clutch to his shirt as my lips move in sync with his. His lips are gentle but are needy and slow burning almost. I pull away as I need to breathe, when I look in his eyes all I see is love and adoration.

“Let’s get you cleaned up,” he walks over to the bedroom door and locks it. Then he comes back over to me and quietly asks me to start taking my clothes off once we get to his bathroom. He helps me take the hoodie off and then he starts the shower so the water can warm up. He helps me shimmy out of my jeans and sets me in front of the sink so I could look in the mirror at him. His hands rest on my hips as he leans down to whisper in my ear, “Look at you, even now you remain the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” Then he kisses underneath my ear. His hands go to the bottom of my oversized t-shirt and tugs on it to ask permission. I nod slightly and keep my eyes on the ground when he slips it over my head, I don’t want to see what I look like now. After a moment of silence I turn around so the mirror is to my back and look up at him.

“I wanna get in the shower now.”

“Okay,” he sniffs a little. “Can I take off your bra?”

“Sure.”

He unclasps it and slides the straps down my arms until it’s on the floor. Then I push my underwear down until they pool at my ankles and step out of them. I pull the shower curtain back and step into the shower. As I step under the hot water I hiss as it touches every single cut, scrape, bruise and healing scars. Then I hear the shower curtain open up again and I stiffen.

“Relax it’s just me, I’m not gonna leave you in here when you can’t even lift your arms up completely yet.” He comes up behind me and places his hands on my waist pulls me out of the hot water.

“I don’t need to wash my hair, I washed it this morning. I just didn’t get to, everything else.” I hang my head down.

“Hey, baby, look at me please,” his voice catches in his throat. “Y/N.”

I slowly turn around and meet his gaze.

“I’m gonna take care of you. You don’t need to be scared of me, okay?” He runs a thumb over my cheekbone as his eyes bore into mine. I nod and bury my head into his bare chest.

He sweeps my hair to the side and squeezes some body wash onto a loofa and starts to gently scrub my back. He keeps glancing down at my face to gauge where it hurts the most. When he’s done scrubbing my back he moves me back under the water and runs his hand over my back to help get all the soap off. He keeps me under the water a little longer as he rubs the small of my back which helps soothe all the pain. Then he pulls me out from under the water and pushes me away from him to wash the front of me. I watch his face as he bites his lip to keep his tears back, then I quickly pull his face down to kiss his lips. I pull back and look into his eyes.

“It’s okay Johnny. I’m okay. You’re taking care of me,” then I press a kiss to his chest.

Slowly he starts to clean my shoulders and works his way across my collar bones but doesn’t go over my throat yet. He cleans my arms, chest, stomach and legs before he comes back up to my neck. When I see him staring at it I take a deep breath and hold my chin up so he can scrub it completely.

“I’m so sorry,” he places his hand at the back of my neck to keep me from pulling away. “I’m gonna start cleaning it now,” he takes a breath and then presses the loofa to my throat. He quickly starts clean it while I clench my eyes shut. The soap stings as it runs over the several cuts from his nails digging into my skin, the skin still sensitive from the fresh bruises still healing. Then just as quickly as he started he stopped and pushed me under the water. As soon as all the soap is off he turns the water to cold to soothe my burning skin.

He leans down and presses kisses to my neck and throat. “The only marks that’ll decorate your neck now will be hickies and love bites, not a hand print anymore,” he whispers against my neck.

I turn around and wince as I hook my arms around his neck and pull him down to me. I kiss him slowly and deeply, making sure he feels my love and gratitude. He doesn’t break the kiss as he leans forward to turn off the water. He only parts briefly as he steps out of the shower, grabs a towel and wraps me in it. He wraps another around his waist then he picks me up and places me on the counter beside the sink. He grabs a smaller towel and dabs it over my face lightly, careful to not put to much pressure on my injuries. He stares at my split lip and runs the pad of his thumb over it before looking back in my eyes. He quickly leaves and runs back into the bedroom with shorts on along with one of my bralettes and a pair of underwear in his hands. He lowers me off the counter and gently takes the towel from around me and helps dry me before helping me get dressed. Once I’m dressed he lifts me back onto the counter and get the first aid kit out. On the small cuts and scraps he spreads some ointment. With the larger cuts he puts antiseptic cream on them then puts bandages over them. When I’m sure he’s done I bring my hands up to his collar bones and trace them. His eyes flicker back to my face and he breaks into a smile again.

“Thank you Johnny, really.” I lean forward and press a quick kiss to his lips.

“I’d do anything for you. I hope you know that and I hope that you know how much you mean to me,” he rests his forehead against mine and softly nuzzles his nose into mine. He backs away from me as he goes back into the bedroom to get one of his shirts for me to wear and a pair of my shorts.

Once we’re both laying in his bed I cuddle into his chest and we sit in comfortable silence.

“I’m sorry for cutting you off and not speaking to you for months,” I mutter not even knowing if he would hear me. But I know he did when he inhaled deeply.

“Don’t say sorry. You were doing what you thought was right. I’m just glad that I felt like visiting your studio today,” I can practically hear him smile at the last sentence. “I probably don’t need to say this but I will anyway. I promise I will never be like him, I will never lay a hand on you in a way you don’t like. You’re my person and you always have been, I’m happy I finally get to show you what real love looks and feels like.” I lift my head to meet his gaze, all I see is his eagerness and how earnest he is about this.

“I love you so much Johnny,” I don’t let him say anything back as I push upward to connect our lips.

His kisses feel like home and I can feel his love for me radiating off of him. The kiss starts off very gentle and soft, almost like I’m convincing him I’m okay. But once he shifts to be sitting up against the headboard, without breaking the kiss, he brings me into his lap. He brings one hand behind my head to press me against him more and he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. He runs his tongue along my bottom lip lightly, being cautious of the split in it. He brings his other hand down my back and lifts my hips to situate them closer to him then squeezes my butt, which makes me gasp as he pushes his tongue into my mouth. There’s not even a fight for dominance, just the urge to taste each other completely. We break from the kiss to get a couple breaths in before he starts placing fluttering kisses down my neck. I tilt my head to the side so he has more access as he places a long kiss at the corner of my jaw below my ear. He leans his head back to look me in the eye and smiles lovingly.

“I love you even more Y/N.”

you wished the earth could swallow you up right now. it was as if all the bad luck in the universe had fallen upon you and now you were stuck with your enemy because of a stupid tyre puncture so late in the night, and without any spare. you were both on your way to your college reunion back to hometown and since he lived right next to you in the city, it was only sensible that you went together.

and oh well, you had been pretty much hanging out with him since two years so. but he still managed to get on your nerves every single day.

"you really don't have any other rooms left?" you asked exasperatedly at the reception counter of the small b&b you had found by walking some distance.

"i'm sorry." the receptionist shrugged at you.

you sighed heavily and handed him your card for payment, but jaemin stopped you. "let me, you already have to pay for the repair." too tired to argue, you let him.

the walk to the room was short. you realised you forgot to ask them about two beds but jaemin was already opening the door. he smiled while looking at the single bed.

he turned to you to see your embarrassed face. it wasn't that you had never fallen asleep with jaemin in the same room. but you had never shared a bed with him.

oh and yeah there were some feelings involved, but you never acknowledged them.

"oh no, there's only one bed, what will we do now?"

you couldn't help the butterflies in your stomach when jaemin turned around and smirked at you. "so what?" you tried to sound bored.

"are you telling me you're fine with sharing a bed with me?" jaemin was smiling widely now and watched you as you shut the door behind you.

"no, i'll sleep on the floor." you muttered, your arms now crossed in front of your chest.

"oh really," jaemin laughed at you and you felt your heart skip a beat at his deep laugh. you took the liberty to stare at him as he laughed. but then he caught your gaze. you quickly looked away, embarrassed.

"whatever, let's go to sleep."

you settled on the bed after a few minutes, on the extreme right edge. you quickly picked up your phone when you heard the bathroom door open. you pretended to busy as jaemin settled beside you, switching off the lights. you kept down your phone, nervous now that it was dark.

"y/n," jaemin called. you hummed in response. "i can't sleep like this."

"like what?" you said your back still facing him.

"without cuddling my teddy bear." you could hear the pout in his voice. your heart was racing now.

"w-well too bad, you should've brought him." you curse at yourself internally for stuttering. "you never fail to bring it to my place when you’re staying over, so why today?"

"i forgot okay?" jaemin huffed. "but i have a better solution."

you knew what was coming. you wanted to run from the room. but somewhere at the back of your mind, you also wanted to cuddle with him. courage flowed through you and without saying anything, you shifted till you felt your back touch his body.

"i see you know what i meant." he said in a low voice in your ear, his breath fanning the side of your face and a shiver ran through your spine.

"shut up and cuddle me." you said quickly. a small gasp left you when you felt jaemin's arms wrap around you and pull you even closer.

it felt nice. cozy even. his chest pressed into your back while his face was buried in your neck. you liked the warmth and his presence.

"goodnight y/n." jaemin spoke.

“Mommy, mommy!! Tell us a tale!” The Queen beamed as she strolled into her children’s impressive boudoir, made out of only the finest, most exquisite elements. “What tale would you like to hear tonight, my dears?” The children glance at each other and snicker slightly, “Tell us how you became Queen!!” The Queen raises her eyebrows in shock, “Why would you want to learn about that? I see my busy bees have been doing their research about the monarchy?” The Queen reaches over and ruffles their hair up. “Mhm!” They reply, smiles bright on their faces. “Okay, my little smart cookies. I’ll tell the tale. Our tale begins in March of 1895, the Queen had just thrown a big birthday ball for her only son weeks before…”

The ball was magnificent and festive, striking colors all throughout. And the birthday boy, Prince Johnny J. Suh, clad in the fanciest royal suit anyone had ever seen! He looked dashing, breathtaking even, all of the princesses from different areas wanted him. Yet, he rejected them all. He yearned for a soulmate, a lover, someone to deeply connect with, not some stuck up princess who only wanted him for his dashing looks and riches. He simply refused to dance with anyone and kept to himself the entire night, his night.

Towards midnight, when all of the evil stepsisters had gone to wipe off their hideous makeup and abuse their Cinderella at home, the Queen furiously stalked up to her son, and she slapped him. “What the hell is wrong with you? Johnny J. Suh, I did not raise you to turn down such beautiful women a chance to become your Queen! How am I supposed to trust that you’ll rule our land well when you’re father and I are gone?” He looked down at his feet and quietly grumbled, “It’s not like you really raised me at all.” The Queen almost missed his snarkiness with how quiet he was. Almost. “What did you just say to me? Do not ever disrespect me again, boy, or so help me God-” He grimaced and held his hands protectively in front of his face in annoyance. “I got it, Ma, never disrespect the Queen.. yada yada.” He walked away, getting in the horse carriage designed to take him home. He looked at his mother one last time, who looked at him with swirls of disappointment in her brown eyes, and the horse rode off into the night sky.

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