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would you mind?

boyfriend!jungwoo x afab reader

18+ mdni, smut

summary: jungwoo doesn’t last long inside of you so you have to take some control.

wc: 1k

cw: unprotected sex, creampie, breeding kink, daddy kink, girl idk I was horny as fuck (still am) and I won’t him so bad

now playing: ♫ would you mind - janet jackson ♫

jungwoo hisses through his teeth as he pushes himself into you. his face dives right into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and then letting out a sigh of pleasure and relief.

“uh, baby, shit I’m think I’m coming…”

“but you just put it in?”

“I know…”

“wait-”

“f-fuck–sorry…”

jungwoo is five strokes in before he’s emptied himself into your warm walls, his whines and moans so sweet and loud.

“oh my god, woo. seriously?” you laugh softly.

your hand finds treasure in his ruffled hair and the other on his cheek.

“what? it’s not my fault you feel so good,” he whines.

“I do?”

“yes, baby,” he says, face flushed red in embarrassment.

you giggle and then kiss the mole under his eye.

you guys are already in a missionary position so you wrap your legs around his waist to lock him in better as you can feel some of his seed begin to spill out of you.

this seems to get your boyfriend going again as he starts to rut his hips into you with rhythm.

“you’re not gonna last long this time, huh?” you tease.

“with the way you’re squeezing onto me, I might not,” he confesses with a shaky voice.

you can’t help but laugh at him a little bit. it’s so adorable.

“hey! it’s not funny. I’m trying, you know.”

his release makes it easier for him to slide in and out of you along with the little white, creamy ring of love that has formed right on your entrance.

you can tell he’s holding back to make himself last longer for you—his eyes shut closed and his whimpers more subdued.

but you don’t want that; you want him to feel good.

“come on… it’s ok. I don’t mind.”

he groans loudly when you clench around him on purpose.

you smirk at this, already knowing your next move to get him to unravel.

“please daddy. I want it so bad,” you coo.

that’s when his hips start to stutter and he looks at you with eyes full of desire.

“shit, can you say that again?”

“hmm?” you tease.

“baby p-please. i need to hear it from your pretty mouth.”

“daddy… need you to come in me so bad… please...”

you wrap your legs tighter around him, pushing him closer into your walls. and just like that, you feel yourself getting filled up to the brim with his love.

“aaa… that’s not fair…” he whimpers as his hips pathetically grind into yours, cum still shooting into you.

“you’re so cute.”

his hips are still moving into you as your walls suck him dry and your hands run smoothly along his back.

it’s endearing the way he kind of trembles in your arms but tries to hide it.

“think you gotta another one in you?” you ask.

“yeah,” he says weakly. “need to make my baby cum too.”

he looks spent already though so you decide to take matters into your own hands.

you flip him over so that you’re straddling his hips, hard cock still in you.

“h-hey!”

he tries to get up in protest but you place your hand on his chest and push his body back down onto the bed so he lays flat.

“no. it’s my turn. and I wanna ride.”

“but y/n-”

before he gets to complain more, you roll your hips onto his and it shuts him right up. instead, he whines in his sweet, honey-like voice again for you.

“touch me,” you whisper, guiding his hands to your tits.

“mmm…” he mumbles quietly.

he fondles your breasts with his huge, warm hands and pinches your nipples just the way you like. he knows all the things that get you going even at moments like these when your body is too much to handle for him.

it gets you to squeeze your walls tighter on him, earning back more delicious moans from your boyfriend. he is always vocal for you and the way you feel and that’s something you have always adored about him. you hate that he tried concealing it earlier because you laughed, but happy that he let those walls fall down.

you lean in to kiss him with passion and heat. your tongues collide as you just moan into others mouths, the pleasure only intensifying.

you alternate between moving your hips back and forth, then in slow circles, and then bouncing up and down.

the slaps of your skin and the wet sounds only ignite the adrenaline in your body.

“jungwoo~” you whine as you let go from the kiss, desperate for release.

you feel it building up in your stomach, the euphoria bubbling to the surface.

you keep riding him—riding the edge of this dangerous pleasure. his cock starts to twitch in you and you know he’s about to cum for the third time. he’s drunk on your walls and the way you feel.

he’s a moaning mess under you.

and even then, you rest your forehead on his and helplessly moan “I love you daddy” over and over again as you chase your high.

“baby…ahhh..hhh” he chokes out.

his hands abandon your boobs and head straight to your hips to guide you up and down his thick cock that is now dripping with your incoming release.

the feeling is indescribable. all you know is you need to finish and need him to finish inside you too.

“daddy… love you… love you so much…” you babble as the searing pleasure wants to rip you open.

“s-such a good girl for me.”

you hands latch onto the top of his head, gripping onto the hair they find. your mouth is like a magnet to his face, kissing and sucking anywhere it can.

“that’s it, baby, you got it.”

and your walls clench with all their might.

“yeah just like that, cum on daddy.”

jungwoo’s nails dig deep into your skin as his head tilts backwards.

then his warm ropes coat your plush walls. and seconds later, the pressure in your stomach snaps and you gush all over your boyfriend’s cock.

jungwoo helps you ride it out, hands still guiding you with care and love.

you both are at a loss for words as the rush comes down. so you just shove your face into the crook of his neck and start to plant kisses all over his neck and jaw.

“I don’t know how you do it, baby.”

“I don’t do anything special,” you say. “But I think I just made you become a daddy for real.”

he laughs at this and runs his fingers through his hair, looking at the ceiling.

“I might as well just seal the deal then, huh?”

“wait what?”

he flips you over and then pushes your knees to your chest. he inserts his cock into you again, and with only a couple of strokes, he is pouring into you for the fourth time.

once he pulls out, he uses his long fingers to push the seed back into you, making sure every last drop doesn’t go to waste.

“ok, baby…that should do it,” he says confidently.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘˗ˏˋ ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ˎˊ˗∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

a/n: let’s pretend this was posted on jungwoo day ijbol. and yes I titled this after that one freaky ass janet jackson song 😭🤦🏽‍♂️

He is so cute 😍.

[I don’t own the pictures, I give all the credits to the owners ]

lipstick - kjw : intro

summary: "let me feel it, lips all on my skin."

or the one where kim jungwoo meets a girl at a party and can't get his mind off of her.

words: 372

authors note! this is my first ever time writing on here haha very nerve wracking tbh but oh well lmfao i think this came out okay :/ idk thanks for reading doe<3

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kim jungwoo sighed as his vision grew hazy, flashes of violet and red burning into his mind from the neon and deep party lights on the walls. he mumbled softly between sighs, plump chapped lips a light shade of cherry due to his lip balm. he dragged his body to the bathroom and locked the door before staring into the mirror. his eyes locked in the faint shades of purple dusting the skin under his eyes from the lack of sleep.

he wasn't much of a party person. he wasn't even sure why he was here in the first place. he was usually cooped up in his room with jaehyun watching high school musical and eating random snacks they find scattered in the dining hall hours prior.

but alas, unfortunately for kim jungwoo, jung jaehyun was a party person, which also means that jungwoo somehow landed himself in this 'small gathering'

...as haechan referred to it

... he lied

of course

"kim jungwoo, what have you become?"

his glitter covered eyelids dropped as they trailed down to his lips, pout slightly glistening under the dim yellow toned lights in haechans tiny bathroom. the party outside shoved in the back of his mind as he ran a hand across his visible abdomen. his red crop top hugging his slim and toned waist just right while his jeans hung tightly from his hips and clung to his thick thighs. his hair fell into his eyes as he puckered his lips out in a soft sigh.

the buzz of the lights above his head grew louder and more adamant to the poor snow white blonde.

he was confused as to who the man looking in the mirror at him is, but more importantly,

he looked like the hottest person alive.

even more importantly,

he really needed to fuck tonight.

....or at least that's what haechan kept telling him. but who the fuck even listens to haechan?

you're better than that, jungwoo.

with one more glance, jungwoo smirked, content with the way he gave off a radiant, sexy, and fun aura all in one.

maybe tonight won't be so bad and maybe JUST maybe,

tonight was going to be the night that kim jungwoo finally let's go.

birthday shenanigans and other party tricks

C(S). Jungwoo x Reader, Doyoung mention | WC. 1119 | G. Fluff

warnings: jungwoo being cute!

July 1st, 11:04 p.m.

Three beeps signal a successful entry of your apartment’s entry code followed by a quick and loud opening and closing of the door. You possess no supersonic hearing but the sounds of huffs and mild curses indicate the person at the door having trouble with god knows what. 

Getting up off the kitchen stool to investigate what your late-night intruder is doing, you find him bent over picking up two big bags and a small box. Standing back up, he greets you with a soft smile. Shuffling over to you with all his items still at hand, Jungwoo does his best to wrap his occupied arms around you as a greeting which results in a rather awkward half-hug and half-pushing against your chest bump hybrid.  

“Happy Birthday!” he exclaims. Moving back a little to hold up the bag in his hands. “I have food, cake and your presents of course!”

You try to take one of the bags but he dodges your hand and starts to move towards the kitchen with you trailing behind him.

“Jungwoooo, there is still like… an hour till my birthday,” you laugh shaking your head at your partner’s eagerness.

Placing everything down as carefully as possible, he turns to you and now with free limbs wraps you in a tight bear hug, a proper greeting.

With your face pressed into his chest, you try to mumble out how he didn’t need to do all this but before you can finish your sentence he shushes you.

“This is just a fraction of what I wanted to do for you, I take my job as your partner and number one birthday wisher very seriously you know,” he answers as a matter of factly.

Ever since your first birthday together where he forgot to wish you until half the day had passed, Jungwoo had made it a mission to be the first to wish you, even if that meant wishing you a day early.

Touched by his devotion to being the first to wish you on your birthday, you lean up to place a small kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you for your hard work love,” you coo.

Your kiss and words trigger a soft blush to bloom on his cheeks and ears as he leans his head to capture your lips in a small kiss before frantically pulling away.

Reaching into his left pant pocket, his eyebrows furrow, he then reaches into his other pocket and breaths a sigh of relief. Pulling out his phone he checks the time which now reads 11:26 p.m.

“Ok let me set up everything so you can blow out your candles at exactly 12!” Giving you a quick kiss on the cheek, he turns his attention to the bags he brought in and starts unpacking. 

Once again you attempt to help but he fusses you to sit down and just watch, it was your “special day” so you weren’t allowed to do anything. 

“Sit like royalty and watch me work my magic” were his exact words.

You watch him remove the bags of food and plate them. Pulling out two wrapped boxes he places them opposite one another and finally, the cake, decorated in white frosting and fondant hearts all around, and a cute plastic knife set in between the presents. 

Moving around the kitchen opening and closing drawers, he searches for the finishing touch, candles and a lighter.

“Bottom drawer, next to fridge love” you point out.

He gives you a small thank you as he moves to the drawer pulling out the candles and the lighter, his actions getting more rushed feeling the clocking ticking towards midnight.

With the oven clock now reading 11:50 p.m., Jungwoo stands back to admire the setup. 

He moves towards you offering his hand to pull you off your seat. 

“What do you think?” he asks with his famous puppy dog eyes.

“I think…” you stop to ponder giving your best “thinking” face before putting him out of his misery. “...That it’s amazing.”

He mutters a small “yes!”, proud of his work and your compliment.

The loud shrill of the default Apple alarm startles you both, and Jungwoo makes haste to find his phone now lost under some discarded bags and take-out containers. 

“Aha, here it is” he holds up his phone turning it off in the process. “I forgot I set it to start your birthday countdown,” he admits sheepishly.

He hands you his phone, instructing you to keep an eye on the red clock hand as it makes its way towards 12, in turn grabbing the lighter to light up the specialty heart candles he picked to match the cake decoration. 

“Jungwoo, 20 seconds,” you threaten, forcing him to stop admiring the set-up and take his place next to you. He takes the phone from you to countdown the final seconds.

“10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1” he chants. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE!” shouting with so much glee that your shoulder jumped up startled.

His hand snakes around your shoulder as you bend down blow out the candles, and before you can even start cutting he swipes some of the icing off the cake to smear on your cheek.

“JUUUUNGGGWOOOOO,” you whine, laughing and moving away from another attempt of your face being ambushed by frosting.

Before you can get anywhere, however, Jungwoo already managed to wrap his long arms around you, effectively preventing you from moving further. 

You’re both a laughing mess but you don’t move away even after the laughter dies down. 

There, in the middle of the kitchen, you gaze into each other's eyes, dopey smiles carved on your lips, and you, still smeared with the white frosting. 

Jungwoo opens his mouth to speak, which you think will be a cheesy confession but instead…

“Can you…make sure to tell the other members that I wished you first?” He pleads, batting his eyes in an attempt to be cute. “Doyoung hyung tried to threaten me that he would be the first,” he scoffs remembering how smug the older member had been thinking he could beat Jungwoo. 

You roll your eyes at the dumb but endearing rivalry Jungwoo has with the members who try to one-up the other on who can wish a member first. 

Before you answer, you begin to close the gap between you two, sensing where you’re going with it, Jungwoo closes his eyes expecting a kiss. Instead, he’s met with a hand full of cake smushed along the right side of his face, payback for his previous frosting attack. 

Shocked by the unexpected revenge attack, he opens his eyes to see your teasing smile at his cake-painted face. 

“I’ll think about it.”

The ending made me laugh

SWITCH|| kim Doyoung| kim Jungwoo

Doyoung x female reader x best friend Jungwoo

WARNING; multiple orgasms, angry sex, cum play, mean dom doyoung, angry mean dom jungwoo, violence, aggressive behavior,real smutty,slut shaming

A/n; This has got to be my favorite imagine I’ve written yet! Hope you like it too.(recentlyedited may 20)

DONT LIKE DONT READ!

“Doyoung oppa!” You moaned and cried as doyoung, your best friend’s brother was actually fucking your tight hole.

“Shut up doll you wouldn’t want Jungwoo to hear us now would you?” Doyoung said as he gripped your wrist tighter behind your back, pounding into you.

You whimpered but couldn't help yourself. "N-No" You cried out. He had been fucking you for a while now and every time his cock slipped in and out of your pussy it felt like magic. "Fuck me Doyoung!" You begged him over and over again.

Honestly would it really be that bad if Jungwoo did hear you? Or walked in?

The thrill of it made you clench around doyoung. Your cheeks flushed red at how loud you started being on purpose now.

Then suddenly he pulled out and pushed himself against your ass, making you cry out as the tip of his cock rubbed against your asshole. “ I said shut the fuck-

“what the fuck is going on?” The door was slammed open by a confused looking jungwoo, eyes switching from you to his brother,who was just apparently fucking you. ‘Bingo!’ you thought to yourself.

You were excited but doyoung was annoyed at the whole situation.

You leaned down into the mattress and arched your back so your ass and leaking core was on display for both the boys. “How rude of you Jungwoo, doyoung oppa was fucking me so good” you teased and giggled.

“Since you seen us now you should join, -wanna feel both of you” you moaned as you reached back and stuck two fingers into your core, collecting pre-cum and bringing them to your lips and sucking them, moaning at the taste.

“Shit” Jungwoo hissed, cock going hard. “you know you want to fuck me- ahh” you were cut off from doyoung slamming back into you.

You moaned again as he hit your cervix with every thrust. You felt so good having Doyoungs dick inside of you.

“ doyoung o-oppa is so g-good at this” you moaned locking eyes with Jungwoo. His eyes were filled with lust and madness,they were unrecognizable from the sweet and joyful eyes you know.

Jungwoo walked closer slowly, watching as his brother fucked you now with no shame and you were crying at this point.

Jungwoo grabbed your hair with his hand and pulled your head back." your supposed to be my best friend but look at you, in here in this room fucking my brother” he said in disbelief,looking at the way doyoung was fucking you. He then took off his shirt and pants and removed them completely. His hard cock sitting against his abdomen leaking pre- cum.

Jungwoo then sat on the bed, now in front of you. Without warning he gripped your hair tightly and shoved his cock into your mouth.

Doyoung was surprised as he watched Jungwoo shove his cock down your throat. You coughed and tried to pull away, but Jungwoo held you by the neck, making it impossible for you to escape. Your head was spinning as Jungwoo fucked your face, his cock sliding down your throat and hitting the back of your throat every time.

He didn’t care if you couldn’t breathe because in his eyes you deserved it and plus he was mad at you.

"FUCK!" Jungwoo yelled as he pushed deep inside of your mouth , your pussy now squeezing doyoungs cock like a vice.

“Shut up and fucking choke you whore” Jungwoo hissed not caring about the way your face was turning red. Doyoung was taken aback, not knowing his brother could get like this.

“ woo take it easy” doyoung said as he watched the way you started to tap Jungwoos thighs, desperately needing air.

“I thought I told you to shut up?” Jungwoo hissed as he pulled you off his cock, spit stringing when you depart. You breathed in deeply, trying to fill your lungs with oxygen as doyoung shot his load deep inside you making knit your brows together.

"oh yeah, she looks fucked" Doyoung said as he stood up off the bed, walking around you so that he was standing next to Jungwoo in front of you.

Doyoung grabbed his phone off of the nightstand and took a picture of your fucked out state.

"Fucking slut" he whispered as he showed the picture to Jungwoo. "She a whore that's what she is"

"Please fuck me!" You seductively looked at Jungwoo, arching your back more. "I want your cock”you begged him. Jungwoo smiled and moved closer behind you, grabbing at your hips and pulling you back towards him. He then slid his dick in slowly and easily, your pussy still wet from being fucked by Doyoung.

His large cock felt good inside you and he began to thrust into you making you see stars.

“Oppa!” You moaned loudly, you’d never think that your best friend could be this rough and nasty.

Doyoung now sat where Jungwoo once was on the bed, laying back and stroking his cock before your face.

“Suck me baby” he ran his hand through his hair as he stared down at you with lust filled eyes.

You leaned forward, letting your lips wrap around his thick cock. You sucked him for a minute or two until he grabbed your head with both hands, forcing you all the way onto his cock.

Jungwoo making you moan sending vibrations to doyoungs cock making him thrust up.

“Fuck yeah ” doyoung groaned feeling his orgasm build up again. He grabbed your head and pushed you down on his cock more, causing you to gag. You tried not to but it was impossible. Your nose burned and your throat hurt from his girth let alone just having Jungwoos cock before.

Jungwoo grunted and you could feel his body tense. A few seconds later he released a loud sexy moan as he came hard inside of you and you came too.

Moaning and making doyoung cum as well, his hot cum shooting down your throat .

You moaned as you swallowed his load, kissing the tip of his pretty cock. Jungwoo pulled out of you and laid down on the bed.

You laid between them, all of your breaths were ragged and unsteady.

“That was the best fuck I’ve had in months” you confessed. “I hate you guys so so much”Jungwoo said not regretting a word. “We love you very much bro” says doyoung making you laugh. The room grew silent and before you knew it you all drifted off to sleep.

After what felt like hours you all woke up to the sound of a door slamming shut. “Boys I’m home! oh is y/n here too?” The sound of their moms voice resonated in the house.

You all shot up quick on the bed, naked bodies scrambled around trying to get dressed quickly and quietly as possible “shit!”

to be better.

get up from his bed, dress yourself and leave, you have to. he will be happy without you. you will be okay without him, happiness will bloom for you, smile will rise upon your face, tears will dry out and love will finally walk in, if possible.

you will be okay. so, will he.

you have to leave, you are not what he needs, the more you stay, the more darkness will cloud him: your darkness. you are not healthy for them, hell, you are not healthy for yourself. he deserves better.

getting up on your feet, you gathered all your tossed clothes, “leaving again?” jungwoo blankly spoke up which frighten you, unaware with the fact that he has woken up; jungwoo and you have been in this position multiple times: landing on the bed with arms never leaving each other’s body, lips never parting away from one another then the after-party of you shaking yourself out from his grip and the bittersweet feeling of the empty space next to him.

jungwoo never utters a word about it, never questions you about why do you leave him cold every morning. however, he did not need a reason from you since your actions spoke more than you ever did, “can’t you stay? just once?” he pleaded, eyes still sleepy, stretching his arms to reach out for you.

your heart was begging you to feel loved by someone for once, that it is okay to be held, to be vulnerable with someone yet your mind was demanding you to leave, you do not deserve the love he is willing to give and you only destroy people who tries to come close to you. but; what you wanted was to be okay, to smile with no baggage of feelings burdening your heart and your mind. so you chose,

“leave me some space, will you?” you chuckled, dropping your gathered clothes and settled down beside him, tilting your head with the support of your palm to look at him more clearly as he stared back at you with emotions too much to handle, you did not deserve this. “why are you not sleeping? you got class today, don’t you?” you played with the fringe of his hair on his forehead, pushing it aside, a fresh look, you assumed.

“im just,-” he sighed, leaning towards you, nuzzling his face on the nape of your shoulder, “scared that you will not be here when i wake up.” he softly spoke, the moment was too odd, too unusual for you but for him, it felt love blooming in all corners of his heart, he felt happy.

this was not the plan you had when you first decided to spend a night with him. one day started to turned into several days, then, came a wave of emotions that you have no idea of controlling: emotions that should have never been there at the first place. such a pity party for you. “close your eyes.” you covered his eyes, which he attempted to remove from his face. he had no idea of the emotions you were battling with but neither did you.

you leaned towards his face, slowly caressing his cheeks, “you are so beautiful,” you mumbled, your eyes did not stop admiring him. sometimes, just sometimes, you wish you were better, you wish you were not like this.

you just wanted to be happy.

“i am so sorry, baby. sleep well.” you kissed his cheeks as he dozed off.

you chose, to walk away.

masterlist

NCT 127 when you jam to their songs:

Taeil:

This guy will probably be super embarrassed when he comes into your bathroom, only to find you wearing a fuzzy pink bathrobe, wet toothbrush in your hand as you lip sync to his high note in "Simon Says" passionately, your eyes closed and dark eyebrows furrowed. He'll probably debate if to leave and pretend he didn't see anything, but before he can decide you'll open your eyes, your mouth forming a wide smile when you see him. Grabbing your boyfriend's arm, you'll tug him into the shower, closing the door behind him with your feet before grabbing his hand, forcing him to dance with you. Taeil won't let you down, though, even if he'll be bright red, wrapping his own strong arms around your waist, swaying the two of you side to side as he giggles into your neck.

Taeyong:

When Taeyong finds you watching "Kick It" music video on the big screen in your living room, trying to repeat the difficult choreography, clad in a furry unicorn onesie, a pout forming on your pink lips as you don't manage to execute the moves like you want to, he'll simply giggle, feeling his heart melt slightly at your cuteness, before padding over to you. He'll teach you all the dance moves while holding your hands, waiting patiently until he's sure you understand everything, and he'll compliment you, continuously repeating how amazing you are and how fast you're catching on, your own self-esteem boosting up slightly everytime your boyfriend looks at you with wide, brown puppy eyes and a mouth open in awe.

Yuta:

Yuta can't help but feel full of himself when he wakes up to you making a batch of pancakes for breakfast, NCT 127 songs playing on full volume on your apartment speakers as you sing along, your wavy, dark hair tied into a messy, high bun, wearing one of your boyfriend's shirts and old, short pyjama pants. Yuta won't join you, simply making himself a cup of coffee as he lazily leans against the marble kitchen counter, a cocky grin on his face as he watches you prance around the small room. His small smirk will grow every time you sing his part of the song, and he might even join you in singing his parts if he's feeling it.

Johnny:

Johnny and you are cleaning your apartment, both of you dressed in old, washed-out clothes, holding a broom and a washcloth, when you decide to put on some fun songs for motivation. And of course you put on your favorite song at the moment: Superhuman by your boyfriend's group. Johnny is probably the first to start pulling out his derpiest dance moves, your whole body shaking with laughter as your lover takes the imaginary stage by storm, pulling on your arm for you to join him. It'll probably end with the two of you having a dance battle, belting out your best (worst) singing just to make each other laugh before collapsing on the floor, still giggling nonstop.

Doyoung:

Doyoung is going to be cringing as hell on the outside, his whole face expressing judgement as he watches you try to sing his lines in "Punch", wrapped in one of your huge couch blankets as a juicy stage outfit. But even though he's slightly embarrassed by you being so passionate about his songs, he can't stop the smile surfacing his lips because he's just so happy that you love and support his career as much as you do uwu. But when you'll come over to him, trying to pass him your imaginary mic, he'll simply call you stupid in the fondest way possible, pulling you into a warm hug instead and it'll probably end with the two of you cuddling on the sofa (and Doyoung managing to stop your ruckus lmao).

Jaehyun:

Jaehyun is going to be a smiling mess when one of his songs come on the radio, only for you to boost the volume up significantly, jumping on the sofa immediately when you hear "Cherry Bomb" and starting to jump around. Your boyfriend will simply chuckle while watching you, his chocolate eyes crinkling with fondness as he looks at your small, energetic figure zipping around him, shaking his head when you start to serenade him passionately, his cheeks blushing. If he's feeling silly, he might join you, the two of you dancing together, Jaehyun's hands finding their way to wrap around your lower back, but he's also perfectly content with watching you lovingly until you collapse on the sofa, out of energy.

Win-win:

Win-win is the type to think you're adorable, and he won't hesitate to tell you that either, especially when he sees your flustered reaction to him entering the apartment, only to find you dancing to "Regular", your new shades covering your eyes and a fake chain around your neck. Your boyfriend won't be able to stop repeating how cute you are, admiring your red cheeks with a big, sparkly eyes and a wide smile. When you'll rush to stop the music, he'll grabbing your hands and pull you back, begging you with big, brown puppy eyes to keep dancing for him. And of course you can't say no to that.

Jungwoo:

My cutie puppy is going to be so freaking flustered, like his chubby cheekies will be bright red when he walks into your shared bedroom, only to find you sitting on the bed in your short pyjamas, holding a NCT light stick in one hand as you watch Jungwoo's fancam for their latest song, "Highway to Heaven", cheering everytime his part comes up. Your boyfriend will smile shyly, avoiding eye contact with you until you coo, taking his face in your hands and leaving kisses all over it until Jungwoo lets out a giggle, relaxing into your side. After that he'll watch the rest of the performance with you, a small smile tugging at his lips whenever you shout his name.

Mark:

Mark is the type to be straight up confused when he comes into your house, only to see you with a pair of his dark shades on your eyes, your messy hair flying all around you as you jump around the living room, jamming to "Gimme Gimme" almost violently. It'll take him a few seconds to even realize it's his song, but when he does, his eyes will widen and his mouth will drop in surprise, before curving into a satisfied grin. No matter how famous he becomes, Mark still appreciates every single person who takes their time to listen to his music, even if it's his girlfriend and it seems obvious af. This cutie will simply laugh, unable to hide the hearts in his eyes as he watches you dance to your hearts content.

Haechan:

You and Haechan are in the car on your way to meet your boyfriend's parents, and you're responsible for the driving playlist, so of course you put on NCT songs, smiling to yourself when you put on one of your favorite songs: "Touch". Haechan doesn't even seem surprised, almost immediately jumping in to sing with you on the top of your lungs, even managing to do some steps from the choreo while driving, until you yell at him to focus lol. But yeah, your boyfriend won't be embarrassed whatsoever, and literally nothing boosts his ego like seeing you sing and fangirl over his songs.