#nctmasterpost

you're on your way home after a long day's work and shoot. not only did you have to stay in front of the camera for a good three hours, but after that you had a meeting and some paperwork to adhere to which took another two hours. you were exhausted to the core. all you wanted to do was hit the sack.

you pull into the basement's parking lot and stay in the car for a moment, heaving a sigh. as you contemplate your decisions throughout the years of being a model, tears start to escape your eyes. you didnt understand. you've had so much time to think about this, but it never occured to you other than the time when things were going rough.

which was right now.

you at there in your car, thinking about your modelling career. how it made you so happy, how it earned you millions. you were so successful. why was it all starting to fall down?

though your physical job was going well, (you had thousands of fans who supported you through anything and even your relationship, your job was what you always wanted to do and you were rich. richer than any other model your age.) why were you feeling like this? like at any time, you're going to lose it all.

you were not doing well mentally. even you knew that. but did you ever seek help? no. did you ever confide in someone? no. are you ever going to do do? no.

more and more tears slid down your face. after a few minutes to calm yourself down, you wiped your eyes and got out of the car.

you managed to greet the security guard politely and walked towards the lift. but the moment you got in, pressed the top most button and the doors closed, you fell onto the floor. sobbing histerically without making a sound. you didn't care. you didn't care about the red blinking of the cctv camera. tears and cries of pain filled the elevator.

after what felt like an eternity, you got up and mentally slapped yourself. you needed to behave. you kept your head high and walked out of the elevator to your penthouse, another of your achievements.

you put in the passcode of your lock and walked in. the lights were on. he was here. the love of her life. a sweet smell was coming from the kitchen.

'he's cooking.' you thought, while wiping your tears. you took off your heels and changed into comfortable slippers.

you walked into the living room and soon into the kitchen.

"hey love." you called out.

"hey babe!" doyoung replied to you, his back still turned towards the stove. "i'll just wrap up in a few. why don't you go freshen up? dinner will be ready."

"i'm sorry, i'm going to have to pass on that. i'm not hungry, do." you said and walked off to your room. ignoring, doyoung's gaze on your back, smile faded and eyebrows furrowed.

you stepped into the shower, washing your sorrows away. you got out and changed into your nightsuit. your wet hair damping the back of your shirt.

your eyes found yourself in the reflection. you looked horrible.

refusing to let any more tears to flow down, you immediately turned off the lights and walked out, startled to see doyoung sitting on your bed, head in his hands.

"do, are you okay?"

"are you okay?" he countered back at you.

you furrowed your eyebrows, pretending that you didn't know what he meant.

"do you not like my food?" he implied.

"doie- no babe... i'm just not hungry tonight." you faked a sweet smile at him that took way more energy than you thought it would.

you walked over to your dresser to take out some stuff while doyoung remained, looking unconvinced.

"you're not telling me something."

"babe, there's nothing to tell."

silence bestowed upon y'all until doyoung got up on his feet and walked towards you. you turned around to find him putting his hands on your waist.

his face fell.

he looked like he just saw a ghost.

"babe..." he started off. "i can- i can feel your ribs."

you were shocked. shocked enough to stay speechless.

"nonsense-"

"have you not been eating?" he cut you off.

you remained quiet.

"babe tell me please." he begged, his eyes swimming in tears. your biggest weakness was seeing him cry, so you gave up on your act.

"no."

a tear fell on his cheek. he hated seeing his girlfriend like this.

"when was the last time you ate?"

you hesitated. "since day before yesterday's dinner."

doyoung staggered back onto the bed. crying.

you also couldn't stop yourself either. and soon, you felt the familiar wetness on your cheeks.

"my baby wasn't eating and she didn't tell me." he sobbed to himself.

you sniffed, standing there in front of him. watching him cry. you never saw anyone behaving like this for you. doyoung was different.

"i'm sorry." you mumbled.

he shook his head. "i should be sorry. i wasn't there to help you. you're going through so much." his tears didn't stop falling.

you looked away from him. you couldn't bare the sight.

"i never had it in me to tell somebody."

you two stayed there. doyoung calmed down and you were planning on what to say next.

"i've been feeling like this for a while now." you managed to continue.

"i feel like im not good enough for the public. insane diets are all that i've been thinking about." you shamefully admitted.

doyoung patted the space nex to him and you strided over to him. your head was placed on his shoulder and before you knew it, you were ranting to him. it was easier than you thought it would be.

you told him about your insecurities, your body, your career and everything that had been bothering you for a long time. doyoung stroked your back, soothing you. whispering sweet things into your ear as he listened to your problems.

“I know this is difficult, but I am proud of you.” he said, kissing your head. "baby i'm here."

you looked up at him. he did not have to say much and you were already feeling better than you did for the longest time.

"I love you and I will not let you go hungry.” he kissed your lips so tenderly, you thought you would melt right there.

"if they don't accept who you are," another kiss to your lips.

"your beautiful body," another wet kiss.

"and your soul, then they don't deserve you." this kiss lingered on for a moment too long. your hands found his neck and you pulled him closer. his beautiful hands warpped themselves around your waist.

your lips interlocking was the thing you needed the most.

his lips went down to your neck, kissing every single bit. a soft moan escaped your lips as he bit on your neck sweetly.

"that's it," he prodded on. "let me hear you."

he sucked on your neck like there was no tomorrow. you moaned and moaned, liking the sensation way too much.

"let me show you how much i love you." he said, pushing you on the bed.

he pulled of your shirt and threw it onto the floor. he unclipped your bra and your breasts were in full view to him.

"you're so beautiful." doyoung leaned down and sucked on your nipples. you moaned, hands on their way to his hair. while he took his time on one breast, his hand played with the other, giving them equal attention.

he pulled your pants and panties down and admired your clit.

"who wouldn't love this body, babe. tell me." doyoung didn't wait for an answer as he simply put a wet kiss to your clit, making you moan out loud.

his tongue soon made its entrance to the scene as he licked you.

"this pussy is mine. and it's so delicious." he licked and sucked it so good, you were a moaning mess. you hands gripped his hair and thugged on it whenever he made butterflies fly in your stomach. he was so good with his hands and tongue, it drove you mad.

"doie, i'm gonna-"

"cum for me baby."

a breathy moan came out of you as waves of pleasure struck you. your thighs were shaking uncontrollably as you were coming down from your high.

doyoung took off his own shirt, and you hands made its way to his shaft. you grabbed his clothed member but he laughed and said,

"no baby, not today. let me pleasure you. you deserve it."

he took out a condom from the drawer and soon, his dick was out of his pants. he was about it to tear the condom's packet until you stopped him.

"i want to take you in raw." doyoung's eyes widened slightly.

"are you sure?"

you nodded delightfully.

"you're pussy is so wet, i can't wait to fill you up." he pumped his dick a few times before sliding it carefully into you.

you both moaned loudly as you both felt each other for the first time without protection.

"are you on the pill?" doyoung couldn't help but ask.

"yes baby."

he pushed himself fully into you and waited for you to adjust to his size. you gave him the okay and he thrusted slowly into you.

you couldn't stop you moans from escapig one by one. and for doyoung, your moans were like music.

"yes baby, moan for me just like that. do i make you feel good?"

"yes doyoung- oh! yes..." you could barely speak since the pleasure was a lot to handle.

"faster.." you breathed out and doyoung sped on with it. with you under him and moaning his name out like that, it drove him crazy.

placing your leg over his shoulder, he drilled into you as hard as ever. he whispered sweet things to you about your body and you loved him for that.

"doyoung! im going to-"

"me too baby."

his thrusts became sloppier and sloppier each second as you both reached your orgasm together. he thrust himself into you a few more times to ride out your high.

he let go of your leg and rolled onto his back. you both breathed heavily as you took each other's appearances in.

"thank you. for everything." you said to him, hand reaching out to carress his face.

"don't think you've gotten away with this. my food is still waiting." you both laughed at his silliness and no sooner than later, he lifted you over his shoulder to go to the dining hall.

"doyoung im naked!" you laughed out loud.

"a better view for me then!"

you loved doyoung with all your heart, and he did too.