MARIANNA'S ONESHOTS BOOK //REQUESTS CLOSED//

Lee Jeno (NCT Dream)

Bella

I parked in front of the school my 16 year old boyfriend attended, I, being 19, have already finished school. Stepping inside the building, my platform boots hit the marble floor, producing loud thuds. Turning to Jeno's classroom, I heard loud cheers coming from it's hallway. An uneasy feeling washed over me as I fastened my pace, seeing a huge crowd. Pushing past the students, I saw this buff guy pushing Jeno against a wall.

(???) Whatchu gon' do now, Jeno? Scream like a little pussy?

His fist landed on Jeno's face. I saw red.

(MeShouting) Hey-o, tough guy?! Why don't you mess with someone your fucking size?!

Turning around, the guy smirked, eyeing me up and down.

(???) I'm Carlos, from Ar-gen-ti-na. And you are?

I rolled my eyes.

(Me) I'm Bella, from way out of your league, little boy. Now, will keep your gross Argentinian hands out of my boyfriend?

He pinned me against the wall, breath close to my neck. I glanced at Jeno, he was scared and had an extremely visible black eye.

(Carlos) You hot thang is dating this little, ugly, worthless, untalented, pathetic creature? Why don't you let papi show you what a real man feels like?

I kicked him in the balls, smirking as he fell on his knees. Jeno carefully stood up, smiling at me.

(Me) Oh, Carlos? Touch him again and you will have to literally grow another pair. Ciao!

I stormed to my car, pushing Jeno against the side. He kissed me sweetly, making me melt, hands on my waist. We broke apart.

(Jeno) I love you. So, freaking, much.

Smirking, I hooked my fingers onto his, eyes glued to his lips.

(Me) Let's go to my apartment, okay?

He nodded, going to the passenger's seat as I sat on the driver's.

Once we reached the building, he had texted Mark, telling him where we were. As we stepped inside, Jeno pushed me against the door, attacking my neck with kisses and bites. I opened my mouth, trying to question his actions, but only a moan came out at first.

(Me) J-Jeno, sto~ ah fuck. Stop.

He nodded, blushing.

(Me) What was that for?

The 16 year older broke down. Sobbing, he leaned against me, dampening my shirt. I picked him and sat him on the love seat, setting myself on his lap. I held his face, cleaning the trail of tears that tainted his face.

(Me) What's wrong?

He shock his head, whispering.

(JenoWhispering) Y-you're t-t-too good f-for me-e...

I pushed him against the back rest, kissing him passionately.

(Me) What are you talking about?! Have you ever looked at yourself?

He nodded, picking at his inexistent imperfections.

(Jeno) Ugly hair, annoying laugh, ugly smile, I'm lanky, I'm super tall and too thin, I have no strength, can't even sing that well, I suck at sports, my nose has a weird shape, my legs are too skinny, my neck is just odd, I have acne.

I picked up my glasses, that were placed on the coffee table, and place them on his face.

(Me) You need these if you're seeing all that fucking bullshit.

Tears still fell from his eyes, it didn't matter how much I cleaned his cheeks.

(Me) Your hair is soft, I love tugging at it. I could run my fingers through it through it for hours without breaks.

I carefully tugged on his hair, exposing his forehead. I pressed a chaste kiss onto it.

(Me) Your eyes, they're like flashlights, they're so bright and shiny, yet I seem to love them more when they disappear, because that only happens when you're smiling. Or when we're doing some other, not so holy things.

He close his eyes, smiling lightly, more like smirking.

(Me) Your nose, how can you say it's weird? I love kissing it, to catch your attention when you've been focused on your studies for too long.

I pecked his nose lovingly.

(Me) Your lips, they emit my second favorite sound, your voice. Plus, they're soft like velvet, even during our roughest kisses.

I pressed our lips together for a second, continuing my speech by wrapping my hands around his neck lightly.

(Me) Your neck, God! It's the hottest thing about you. I don't think you understand how much it attracts me toward you. Specially when you have your thrown back, panting.

I sucked on his sweet spot, leaving a vibrant, purple mark.

(Me) Your shoulders, they're the 2nd best pillows of your body. I don't think you understand how much I love falling asleep against them, with your arms around me. Your arms, they make me feel protected, as if nothing could ever hurt me, when they're around me.

I held his hands and kissed his knuckles, smiling.

(Me) Your chest, it's the only place where I can hear my favorite sound, your heartbeat. Your stomach, the best pillow ever, I don't care if you want to gain weight, but you don't need to lose it, that's for sure. But my absolute favorite thing to do in your stomach is blowing raspberries. Even though you hate it, I love when you squeal and laugh.

He smiled widely as my hands dropped to his thighs, squeezing them tightly.

(Me) Your legs are my favorite seat. They're like my throne, only I can seat here, so close to you. And when you dance, they move in perfect sync with your arms. It's perfect.

He hugged me, burying his head in my neck. I smiled and hugged him back, pressing our lips together, in a deep, passionate, sweet kiss.

(MeMuttering) Fuck your acne. I love you, even with it. I love you for who you are, not what you are, I'd love you even if you weighed 100 kilos.

He smiled against the kiss, before deepening it. I wrapped my legs around him, ruffling his hair slightly as we broke apart.

(Jeno) The stylist noona's will kill me because of these.

I giggled and pressed a kiss to one of the hickeys on his neck.

(Me) I like them, don't cover them.

He rolled his eyes, hugging me tightly.

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Word count: 1032 (no note, a usual)

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Love, Marianna