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club type love• lee taemin (shinee) ❌

Theme: Typical love at first sight. Taemin sees you and falls in love, but there's a twist. You have sex, and instead of getting an STD or something along those lines, he gets pregnant. How the fuck is this going to work? Requested by bby_girl_niah .

**Taemin didn't believe in all that mumbo-jumbo bullshit of love at first sight. How could he when his parents said their whole relationship was love-at-first-sight but ended up being a shit couple. They divorced a year later, after he was born, leaving behind the reminiscent of a broken home. Taemin had to live a life of a nomad along with his older brother, Taesun, because his parents couldn't decide if they wanted him, his brother, or both.

His parents made the two boys grow up way too fast. They had to mature quickly. Being boys that didn't go very well with the relationship they had to maintain with their parents. They grew too far apart from them, but in turn, the brothers grew inseparable.

Because of the divorced parents, Taemin knew that love-at-first-sight was a shit lie created by big corporations to gain money through holidays such as Valentine's day. The thing is, Taemin did believe that love-at-first-sight was a scam. He did believe that until he met you.

You were just standing there. Just standing there in the corner of the room looking so fucking beautiful it hurt his eyes. Your arms were crossed, and you were sulking because of something that happened earlier with your supposed date. You didn't see Taemin in the crowd of hot and sweaty bodies, but he saw you. He fell in love with you at that moment, but he didn't believe in that. He thought he was sick. He thought it was something with his bubbling stomach and heart palpitations that he caught in the heat of the club. Maybe it was a heat stroke in the act.

But then you caught his eye. Taemin's heart palpitations were consuming his hearing. He couldn't think clearly as he watched you walk toward him. The crowds seemed to disappear as his main focus was on you. You pressed against his body rather quickly as the beat of a new song kicked in. Lips grazing against his ear to whisper something: "What is such a handsome guy like you doing all alone in a club like this?"

"Waiting for you," he said it not meaning to sound so cheesy. He watched your cheeks go red and your mouth curve into a sultry smile.

"Oh, yeah? What should I do with this information?"

"Maybe we should go figure it out together."

Taemin watched as you linked your fingers with his and pulled him toward the bathrooms. It was bold and definitely an out of ordinary thing for Taemin to do, but he followed and watched you do you.

As soon as the bathrooms came into view, Taemin surveyed the way you yanked an empty stall open and pushed him in first. The toilet seat was closed as Taemin fell onto the top. You climbed on top of him with a heated stare as your lips collided with his in a messy session of wet kisses. You had all the control naturally, but Taemin didn't seem to mind the dominance. His hands roamed the curves of your body in a gentle yet stern manner as you ripped his buttoned shirt apart.

As his fingers moved to unbutton your pants, he felt something unfamiliar on what he thought women had. He didn't think women had such huge dicks in their pants, but here you were with one springing free when your pants were removed. Taemin gulped at the size and was confused for a minute too long.

"What's the matter?" You asked rather impatiently but stopped your actions. "I thought you knew this was a gay bar."

A gay bar? And he just fell in love-at-first-sight with a transgender woman/drag queen with a penis. He thought he was straight but this is new for him. Now that he looks at you, he can tell that you are what you are. He doesn't mind that your shoulders are broad or that you have a deep, silky voice. At the moment, he doesn't mind that you have a penis either, but he is curious. How is this going to work?

"Top or bottom?" He asks rather abruptly which surprises himself, but also it brings a smile to your face.

"Top..." You trail of with a smirk as you grab his belt buckle to undo it. The way his breath catches in his throat causes you to laugh. "I mean I could be the bottom but seeing you under me would be a much better view."

And so Taemin lets you take his pants off and stretch him out. It's painful, but he puts up with it because he is in love-at-first-sight with you. You pump in and out of his ass as his bare chest is pushed up against the stall door. The walls shake, but it just feels too good for both of you, so you don't stop. You let the walls shake as Taemin's whines get louder and louder until you cum in his ass. It shoots roughly against his prostate; and in turn, makes him go over the edge.

It messy and disgusting but you don't care as you press a kiss to the back of his head. Taemin's body almost gives out, but you're holding him up.

You don't leave immediately like he expected. You stay and help him clean up and get him into a cab to go home. He smiles at you but before you shut the cab door, you give him your number in his phone.

"Call me sometime."

As the flashback drifts through his mind for the nth time just this month, he presses a hand to his swollen belly. He still has your number, but he hasn't told you that he is pregnant with your baby. It's sad because he's five months in but no one knows. Who would believe him anyway? He's a dude and in a world like today, he'd probably get too embarrassed and shamed for this. He thought he was just getting fat because guys can't get pregnant. Apparently, that is, guys can't carry a human inside of them unless they were born into the wrong body, but here Taemin was, born male, caring a baby.

He looks at the number in his phone and curses your magic cum. That has to be the reason he's pregnant. Your magic cum did this to him, and now he has to tell his love-at-first-sight baby daddy, you, that he is carrying a fucking human inside of him.

So he dials the number as your deep voice picks up the phone. He looks at the contact name one more time before asking for you: "Hello, this is Taemin. I met a person named Y/N at the club a few months ago. I was calling for her...him...her? Sorry, what's the pronoun?"

"Yes, this is Y/N. I remember that sexy voice anywhere. Took you long enough to call, and the pronoun is whatever you want it to be, baby."

"Oh... sorry. I've been very busy lately. I have something extremely important to tell you. I need to meet you somewhere. Here, I'll text you my address. Please come over when you're available."

"What's with the formalities? Do you have an STD or something because I'm clean—."

"No, I'm pregnant."

The other end of the telephone is eerily silent as Taemin let the words drift out of his mouth. He tries to talk but his lungs are occupied with breathing. The other line picks up the sounds rustling and jingling of metal but no voice. And then your voice replies quickly with clarity, and Taemin realizes he can never fall out of love-at-first-sight with you because you're not lashing out and you are caring. Something both of your parents should take notes on: you care.

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