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acescavern · 8 months

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GAME OVER - LEE JENO X READER

GAME OVER

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Pairing: Lee Jeno x Fem! Reader

Theme: Hint at college au! This is the same paring from my fic ‘Quiet’, fluff, smut, hint of angst? Crack maybe?

Synopsis: When your boyfriend invites you over to his place only to ignore you to play games with his friends all evening, you decide to go out and celebrate a mutual friend’s birthday instead. Jeno never minds when you go out to clubs and bars… only when a specific Loverboy doesn’t tend to leave your side all evening.

Warnings: Lots of swearing, Probably over use of many variations of ‘fuck’, Big dick! Jeno, Pierced! Jeno, Possessive!Jeno, A hint of angst?, Jealousy, Jaehyun clearly likes you allot regardless of your boyfriend, He’s kind of a subtle dick?, the reader and Jeno are sort of in an argument, Unprotected sex, Exhibitionism ( They fuck in the restrooms and Jaehyun is outside), fluff at the end, Jeno is a smug little shit, marking, idk what else.

Word count: 2,698

Note: Hey my lovelies, another Jeno fic! I’m going to attempt to have all the NCT fics I write to be in the same universe. So, when Set Me Free is released it will fall in with this fic too even though it’s Intern!Mark. I know I said that last Jeno smut would be the one and only smut i do but honestly when inspiration strikes - you just gotta. I made the dividers and the header on Canva. Feel free to send asks about my fic characters. The spice is very brief in this one, i apologise - I didn’t want the smut to be too detailed. It's still my longest of the three i've published so far. I feel like my 'writing rust' is curing slowly? I apologise for any grammatical errors

Reblogs and feedback are appreciated!

“Are you sure the exit is covered, Mark?” Jeno heard through the device in his ear.

“For the last time, Yes,” Mark grumbled in exasperation, as he scanned the surroundings.

Jeno could only chuckle, observing from his characters spot on a nearby rooftop. His thumb slowly moved the left analog stick to change the camera angle and look around once more. “Chenle, on your left - there’s Hyuc-” He abruptly called out, voice raising with the excitement.

“What? Fucking whe- Shit!” Jeno had to pull one of his earphones out at the enraged screech that followed, Chenle shouting for Renjun to come and revive him.

One game soon turned into two, then three, and now four. And it was as if Jeno had forgotten all about you for the moment. You, who was sprawled out on your back, boredly counting each line of profanity you heard your boyfriend boom down his mic. This wasn’t what you had in mind when Jeno asked you to come over after class. You’d hoped that he would opt out of squad night and spend some alone time with you - seeing as you hadn’t really had much time to yourselves since way before the camping trip last month, and whilst you loved his friends like family there was only so much of their company you could take.

You lazily picked your phone up from the floor, responding to a few messages until you hovered over the most recent one. “Coming out tonight? It’s Xiaojun’s birthday.” Your thumbs hesitated in typing out a reply, chin tilting to glance over at your boyfriend, who showed zero signs of stopping his game. As you stood, your knees and ankles groaned in protest from being sprawled out on the fuzzy rug for hours.

“Jen..” You called out, shoulders slumping when the other didn’t respond. “Jen!” You repeated louder, unable to keep the hint of annoyance from your voice. Jeno jumped, he would never admit it but he almost forgot you were there. He removed an earphone, muting his mic to turn toward you.

“Yes, Baby?” He hummed, raising a pierced brow. He hadn’t caught on to the clear boredom in your expression, nor the dejected tone to your voice as you spoke again.

“I’m gonna head out, Ten invited me out for Xiaojun’s birthday.” You explained, Jeno’s eyes creasing at the corners as he smiled at the mention of the two.

“Make sure Ten don’t go home with Johnny again.” Was all he said, already beginning to turn back to his computer.

You couldn’t believe that was all he said, he didn’t even offer to go with you nor drop you off. You stood there for a moment, left eye almost twitching in anger at the whole situation. You weren’t a clingy girlfriend, you never demanded to be with Jeno all the time. It was quite the opposite actually, but there were times when he acted like this and it got to you. All you wanted was some one on one time..

Deciding to forego the impending argument for tonight, you shuffled closer to him to press a kiss to his forehead so you didn’t disturb his game. “You’re coming back here, right?” he mumbled, not even waiting your answer properly before a harsh “You fuck head, Hyuck!” escaped him.

With a mumbled ‘sure’, you gathered your bag and left him to it.

Jeno hadn’t even realised how he was acting. He still continued gaming with the guys for at least two or three more hours. He stretched his arms above his head on a groan, clicking his spine as he twisted in his chair. “Mark, pick another game. This one’s getting too easy to beat you at.” He snickered smugly.

“You seen Hendery’s story, Jen?” The voice sounded almost devious. As if Jaemin was in on a secret nobody else was.

Instead of answering, his hand swiped up his phone from beside his keyboard and swiftly unlocked it with his thumb. Jeno found Hendery’s profile and tapped on the story. His eyebrows shot up to his hairline. It was you, Xiaojun and Jaehyun. The later, Jeno wasn’t particularly a big fan of… okay that was a massive understatement. Quite frankly, Jeno hated the way the man looked at you. He knew Jaehyun had asked you out a few times, before you and Jeno had gone public, and whilst he knew you turned him down everytime… he also was very much aware of how persistent the older man could be. Not that Jeno didn’t trust you, he trusted you with his life but Jaehyun however? No.

Jeno’s gaze drifted over your frame in the picture, his breath drawing in sharply. “Fuck me…” he cursed. The dress you were wearing had him frozen in place.

A short little black number, ending way too high up your thighs for his liking. Jeno could clearly see from your side pose that it was backless, the halter strings of the dress tied in a perfect bow at the back of your neck. The front? Jeno couldnt even think about the front right now, not when he could clearly see Jaehyun’s eyes were definitely not directed toward the camera lens.

“Bro… you must have done something terrible in your past life.” His friend Donghyuck laughed into his ear. “The dude’s looking at her as if he won a fucking jackpot!”

“Say’s the bitchless one.” Jisung quipped, adding on a rushed defense. “Not that ___’s a bitch, Jeno.”

Jeno could only groan in despair. “What am I meant to do? I don’t even know what club she’s a-”

“Envy. It’s written on the cup, Dumbass.” Jeno glared at his friends icon on the call, then glancing back to the image and sure enough, the black cup in your hand had the club logo printed on the side. “Jeno, you’re designated driver.. And who else.. Mark?”

Mark let out an unsure sound of agreement. “Uh.. yeah, sure. I’m not staying though, got work early in the morning and this internship is kicking my ass. I’ll drop you at the door and pick you up but that’s it.”

Jeno was silently seething, continuing to tap through Hendery’s story as his friends made arrangements. In each one of them, the same guy was always with you. Even when you weren’t in the photograph, Jeno caught sight of you both in the background and with new determination, he shucked off his hoodie to get ready.

You were having a good time. Much better than being ignored by your boyfriend, that’s for sure. Part of you still wished you'd put your foot down and demanded Jeno pay attention to you. He was the one who asked you to go over after all. But, you much preferred dancing with your friends over causing arguments with Jeno.

You were dancing with Ten and Jaehyun when you first spotted the familiar head of black and pink streaked hair. The grinning man approaching the three of you the moment he caught sight.

“Chenle? What are you doing here?” You shouted over the music, eyebrows drawn in confusion.

Honestly, you could probably count on one hand the amount of times you’d seen Chenle make an appearance at a night club. The younger shrugged with faux innocence, his grin broadening as his gaze caught sight of someone over your shoulder.

“Ask him.” He simply stated, with the nudge forward of his head being a signal for you to probably turn around.

From the way the colour drained from Jaehyun’s face, however, you weren’t sure you wanted to. You could physically feel the anger radiating from the person behind you - You were 100% certain who it was. It was solidified when a hard chest pressed against your back, hot breath against your ear.

“Yeah, ____. Ask me.” You’d never experience this Jeno yet. This Jeno was mad, His voice sharp and heavy, the emotion making it slightly husky.

Chenle only grinned wider, shooting you a thumbs up as he coaxed your friends to the bar. You didn’t face your boyfriend yet. Unsure of what you might see, if his voice was anything to go by you’d probably fold in thirty seconds flat. Jeno has a special talent in making you fold. Instead, you crossed your arms over your chest, straightening your shoulders. How dare he come and crash your fun? After he ignored you for so many hours.

“Finally remembered you have a girlfriend then?” Was your snarky reply.

You were so glad you weren’t looking at him, from the way a tense silence followed your words. Honestly, you stupidly thought you’d made him speechless. A smirk tugging at the corners of your glossy lips. The triumph didn’t last for long, the victory slowly fading from your face at the almost sinister chuckle.

“Could say the same about you.” Jeno’s clipped tone bit right back, his strong hands settling on your waist. “Someone should tell Jung fucking Yoon-Oh to get his own girlfriend and stop making googly eyes at mine.” Your boyfriend’s gravelly voice rumbled into your ear.

That made you step forward, Jeno’s hands falling away from your waist before he could tighten his hold to stop you. Your mouth opened to speak but your words got stuck in your throat. There he stood, Pink hair swept back in probably the only style he knows how to do himself, black skinny jeans and a dress shirt with only the bottom few buttons done up to leave it open to the bottom of his sternum. He looked mouth watering. You could feel your resolve crumbling bit by bit.

“He-He didn’t touch me.” You choked out. “He’s just a friend, Jen.”

Your voice didn’t sound like you, it was breathy and low but somehow he heard you. Jeno’s facial features were set in a hard line, stormy with jealousy, the constant flashing lights around you reflecting off his eyebrow piercing. His jaw flexed.

“To you, yes. But to him? Baby, when you showed up here looking like fucking aphrodite in that dress… he probably thought it was his birthday.” He said tautly.

You didn’t have anything to say to that. You couldn’t dispel Jeno’s worries either. Whilst you had definitely noticed how the man in question hadn’t left you alone all night, you’d done nothing to try and put any distance toward you. Your anger at your boyfriend had clouded your judgement - your mind telling you that Jaehyun was just acting as a comforting friend and listening ear. Though with the amount of times he’s still asked you out and the amount of ‘jokes’ he makes hinting at you being ‘too good’ for Jeno, you can’t say you blame your boyfriend for his blatant dislike. In his defense, Jeno had voiced his insecurities surrounding the man many times to you and you knew it was something he was very much bothered about.

At the thought, your anger dissipated like a deflating balloon. If you’d just spoken to Jeno in the first place then you probably wouldn’t be in this situation. The apology died on your lips when both sides of your face was firmly cupped and Jeno leant in. His nose brushing yours as his almost possessive gaze met your startled one.

“Mine. ____ you’re mine.” He spoke through gritted teeth, his statement firm. You didn’t disagree anyway.

“Only yours.” Your instant reply had his shoulder relaxing only slightly.

The tension was thick and neither of you had leant away. It was as if a rubber band had snapped when your lips met, hungry and claiming. Hands all over each other desperate to find purchase.

That was how you found yourself in your current state. Pressed against the locked door to the club restroom with your dress bunched around your waist. Your high heels dug into the backs of Jeno’s thighs as each hard drive forward thudded your back louder against the wood. Jeno couldn't help but admire your smudged lip gloss, the rest of which he was sure to be smeared along his neck, the base of his cock, and his own lips. Eyeliner and mascara streaked further down your cheeks with each pleasured sob.

Jeno’s firm grip on your thighs hoisted you against the door, he made no effort at all to silence your cries and moans. He didn’t want to this time. You were his and right now he really hoped Jaehyun was waiting outside for the restrooms to be unoccupied. With a deep moan of his own, his teeth reattached to your neck. It was as if he thought the bruises he marred your skin with would have faded in the last thirty seconds, his teeth pulling at the skin over them.

“Say it again, Baby. Please.” He uttered breathlessly, delivering a particularly firm thrust.

Your words were incoherent, you may aswell have been babbling total nonsense. This man had filled you to the brim, pounding the same spot over and over enough for you to see stars. An elongated whine left you, fingernails gripping at Jeno’s back underneath his shirt. Your thighs shook in his hands.

“Yours. Jen-no! Always… Always yours.” You cried out, almost letting out a scream when he tilted your hips for the right angle.

“Oh god… oh g-god!” Your sobs were like music to his ears, your pleas and praises fuelling his speed.

Jeno lifted his head, sweat beading his brow as he kissed away your tears. His chest was flushed red from exertion. You tried to hold on longer, you really did but your orgasm crashed down on you almost abruptly, dragging a filthy, loud, wanton moan of his name from your throat.

“Shit…” Jeno swore as you clamped down around him almost in a death grip, prompting his own release.

You felt like your whole body was twitching in the aftershocks. You almost flinched at the sensitivity of Jeno’s piercing dragging against your sensitive parts as he slowly pulled out. The both of you were panting heavily like you’d run a London marathon. You made no effort to move and clean up yet, opting to draw Jeno’s torso into your body in a tight embrace.

“I’m sorry for playing on your insecurities.” You admitted sheepishly into his ear. “I was just so annoyed.”

A soft hum in reply was heard, the sound still lightly vibrating his chest. “Why were you annoyed?”

“You invited me over to just ignore me for hours. I just wanted some quality time with you.” Your confession had Jeno’s mind clicking everything into place.

“Oh… I didn’t think of it like that. ____ I just always want you around. I hate it when you go back to your apartment.” He lifted his head from where it was nuzzled comfortably against your marked chest.

Your tongue darted out to nervously wet your lips, your right shoulder lazily lifting in thought. “Okay…” You started off, slowly. “Then… What if I didn’t?” You offered tentatively.

Jeno didn’t say anything as he processed your words, his lips pulling into the first smile he had directed at you all evening. “Then… I’d clear out half of the closet space for you… maybe get you a key cut.”

“I’d like that.” His smile was contagious as hell, the corners of your mouth pulling up into an expression to match his own.

Jeno quickly cleaned you both up after that with a mutual agreement that you should both go home and shower. His large hand wrapped tightly in your own. You both looked a disheveled mess, your panda eyes and his wrinkled shirt and messy hair. However, you’d made yourselves presentable enough to make it to the car. His free hand twisted the lock on the door, pulling it open to the stunned faces of your friends. None of them said anything but judging from the smirks and snickers, you’d surely get drilled in the group chat later.

One face stuck out to Jeno amongst them all. The one closest to the door. The number one cause for his possessive streak this evening and whilst you were off saying goodbye to your friends, Jeno leaned in slightly for only Jaehyun to hear him.

“Game Over, Loverboy.”

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yongislong · 2 years

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skin ship + dreamies.

wc/genre: idk, pretty short though, fluff, suggestive.... lmao established relationships with nonidol!dreamies! reqs openn

cw/note: none! late night post, not requested but i had this idea while studying bc... shit has been going on in my life and i! need! comfort! lmk what you think, masterlist is on my page, take care of urselves, i am in no way saying love can cure mental illness in any of my posts btw! i thought i'd just clarify lol

mark... he's so touchy with you and he's such a nerd about it LOL, he loves you and freaks out. like yes he's confident don't get me wrong but once he sees you and realizes that he has you, he pounces. he hugs you so hard people might think you'd disappear. it's always so full of love and he has a geeky smile and you can hear his breathy giggles in your ear. also likes pulling your toes when you're on your bed scrolling in PEACE. he does it so hard and you never fail to fly off wherever you're sitting to chase him across the apartment. cheek pincher on the low. honestly loves any skin ship under the sun. especially on any exposed skin, smooches <3 shoulder kiss enthusiast and he's very good at it :') likes catching you off guard with any skin ship. pulls you tight whenever you sleep

renjun... hand tracing dear god. he loves your hands, no matter what they look like. YES i know its cliche but he loves messing with your rings, painting your nails, etc. he thinks he's being so slick and cool but he's so cute about it because he also doesn't care, like he has no reason to not show you how beautiful he believes every part of you is. sometimes he doesn't even notice, he just takes ahold of your wrists or forearm and drapes it on his lap. maybe he likes to put his fingers in ur mouth I DON'T KNOW??? esp when you wave ur finger in his face... not super touchy when cuddling but you always end up with his hand in yours. sometimes switches rings with you and doesn't notice until he's taking off his jewelry to go to bed and he's giggling into his hand like an 8 year old lol. likes pinching the skin on your upper back and thighs. finds comfort in tracing his fingertips on your collarbones before bed, helps you both fall asleep fast

jeno... god he's such a hip guy. loves a cheeky lil slap on the butt at any time of the day OFC but also just likes having his hands on your hips, likes to feel ur hipbones/curves y'know. you're so beautiful to him. he always pretends to get the wind knocked out of him when he sees u... hes so cheesy. sometimes when you're watching a movie he sits you between his legs and innocently snakes one finger under your clothes to feel the skin on the expanse on your upper hip and stomach. he loooves stomachs. especially if they're soft or not defined like those old greek paintings, he likes how different you feel from him if that makes sense.... bc he's lean. unless you're lean too he kinda gets fomo like damn did you hit the gym without him lol. also a cheek pincher, just likes messing with your face in general. cute sleeper, tucks you under his chin, ends up with his head under your shirt bc he gets cold at night and is always so surprised when he wakes up pfft. also an upper arm rubber. pls trace your finger on his nose brige.

haechan... mf. any skin ship have you seen this man. i will say the skin ship he has with you and the way he goes about it is different because he wants to make it a point that yes, he's touchy but only you get certain privileges or touches. especially when you two are alone. he likes to look at you while you sleep, not in a weird way he just likes that this is the one time you let him play with your hair and kiss your fingertips without you bursting into shy giggles. a lot of people think he would be a goofy bf and yeah that's true but he wants to so badly do well in this relationship. he cares about you so much. some nights when he looks at you he's thinks he just might cry. gives you lots of typical skin ship but also just is super domestic and sweet and considerate of your feelings. LOOVES, loves and i mean adores hiding his face in the crook of your neck, likes your natural scent sm, makes him smiley.

jaemin... like haechan he likes to watch you when you sleep but in the morning instead, when he wakes up before you. likes whispering things to you about how gorgeous he thinks you are and how can someone look so pretty when they've been tossing and turning all night. smiles to himself always. pokes your cheeks especially when you're puffy and sleepy. his favorite type of skin ship is pulling your cheek. he also likes brushing up your brows and running his thumb on your lower lip. gosh he's just so so sweet. he's obsessed with you in the best way. likes being around you. hand on the waist when he's trying to maneuver himself behind you to reach for his toothbrush in the bathroom > AGH. has no limits to how touchy he is in his mind. like if you are equally as touchy or just enjoy skin ship and don't mind him giving you puppy dog eyes through the mirror as he brushes your hair, its an easy open for him to do what he wants with you. I KNOW this is kinda all over the place but just imagine someone being in absolute adoration of you, your body, your skin, your face in a non creepy way LOL etc, etc. very wholesome

chenle... waist holder. oh MY god. he's not really touchy, in my opinion and from what i've seen, but he is a clinger. he likes skin ship mostly and only if he gets to initiate it. makes him feel manly muahaha. dont get me wrong, adores you doing slight skin ship with him but when he gets to tuck you under him at night or is able to trace the underside of your jaw. OH MY GOD he loves putting his finger under your chin to lift your face to look up at him please??? is so cocky about this and even if you're taller or his height, he loves to catch you when you're sitting down and it never fails to make you lose your mind. yeah yeah he likes it when you touch his neck, he's corny like that. laying your hand on his chest when you kiss GOD??? he combusts every time. it's moments like these where he doesn't mind you initiating touches bc it makes him feel special and wanted. please give him attention when you've seen he's had a hard day. he never knows how to ask for you, but now you've gotten into the swing of being around each other and learning what each other likes when it comes to skin to skin contact.

jisung... another fucking cheek poker dude. can never grasp the fact that yeah, you're sitting next to him, willingly watching his favorite movie with him, sharing a blanket, with the fresh cookies you made. wants to make sure you're real so he pokes you. he doesn't think he doesn't deserve you he just, is so proud of himself for bagging you and needs to make sure he isn't lucid dreaming LOL. ya'll need to wake up, yeah jisung has probably never had a relationship up until you but oh... oh once he learns how to fluster you, its like he hit the jackpot. knows how much you like him kissing the top of your spine before bed and you learned that tugging on the hairs and the nape of his neck has earned you several reactions in the past. its a very sweet and intimate relationship, watching the both of you test the waters with shy pecks or head pats until you finally date for long enough that he fully feels confident falling asleep on your chest with his arms caging around your waist. likes pretty basic skin ship, he't not a poet or anything yknow LMAO so expect a lot of neck pecks, head pats, hugs where he shifts his weight in between his feet and rocks you back and forth, he's just a sweetie

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ning2lilac · 2 months

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🪽ANGELS LIKE YOU; NCT DREAM

MASTERLIST

TAGS: fantasy, guardian angel au, angst, fluff

SYNOPSIS: just different stories with them as guardian angels

WARNINGS: none at the moment

TO BE RELEASED: CURRENTLY UNDER PRODUCTION. SLOW UPDATES

MARK

🪽 angel 01: Coming of Age

synopsis: Better be safe than sorry, that's Mark's favourite quote, specially since he is a guardian angel. Is that why he always has to keep holding YN's hand all the time?

RENJUN

🪽 angel 02: Tsundere Angel?

synopsis: YN tends to make really bad decisions and do stupid stuff, she can feel that her guardian angel must hate her. What happens if he suddenly appears because he has had enough?

JENO

🪽 angel 03: Oh My Angel

synopsis: A guardian angel, a spirit that is thought to watch over and protect a person or place. So why is YN's one so lazy? Maybe is time to try to get a new one.

HAECHAN

🪽 angel 04: Someone Else’s

synopsis: YN does have a guardian angel, he's great and gives her all the space she needs. Then why is she always spending more time with her roommate's angel?

JAEMIN

🪽 angel 05: Angeleyes

synopsis: Being the clumsiest person on earth has its perks, like being protected all the time by your guardian angel, Na Jaemin. YN does give him too much work, but he loves it.

CHENLE

🪽 angel 06: Wrong Side

synopsis: YN always thought that the guardian angel's main and only purpose is to protect their designated human... So why is hers being aggressive every single time she needs to be rescued by him?

JISUNG

🪽 angel 07: Training Wheels

synopsis: After YN's guardian angel resigns somehow, she gets paired up with the most inexperienced one. It clearly shows that Park Jisung is still in training.

#college au #nct dream #nct dream imagines #haechan x reader #mark lee x reader #renjun x reader #jeno x reader #haechan x y/n #jaemin x reader #chenle x reader #park jisung x reader

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justalildumpling · 1 year

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⇢ apartment 00600 ・ nct 00' liner sitcom

synopsis: knock knock! your favourite debatable group of friends are living on the same floor as you now! all u need to do is hope that they won’t burn the place down, should be easy enough… right?

pairing: nct 00’liners x reader (yangyang centric) genre: social media au, college au, roommates/neighbours au, fluff, crack warnings: swearing, jokes about murder, mentions of alcohol, jokes about demons/supernatural, (tba as the story goes on) status: on hiatus started: 7th April 2023 ended: tbd update schedule: none. whenever i feel like it tbh taglist: open! feel free to send an ask or comment to be added :)) ~ @polarisjisung @wooyoung-a @w3bqrl @ficrecnctskz @rv7hsua @n0hyuck @neosdaisy @baekhyunstruly @xxxx-23nct @maeumiluv @produmads @shwizhies @dearlyminhyung @sungbeam @mosviqu @hyucksdarling @positionslab @luvenshiti @chelzinha26 @jenyoonoh @flowerjun @yixingtion @ahnneyong @shxnz @h06yck @barbkh8450t @heavenly-seraphic @sehunniepot @pastelsicheng @sseastar-main @igotkpoops @culterycollector @ohmygs-blog @strangevante @sundamariis @bythe8 @rum-gone-why @tddyhyck @hiraarri @lovnlemun @spacecumslut @nshimura @mxnhoeuwu @blackswann-53098 @haechansbbg @2baddies-1porsche @crushed-l1ttle-stars @deafeningtyrantmilkshake @ksywoo @90s-belladonna @moon-gyus

note: no plot, just chaos. there are story arcs tho😄👍 just think of friends but nct ver! fun fact: most of these arcs are probs gonna be based off real scenarios in my life LMAO

⎯ meet the cast! unit 142 | unit 143

SEASON ONE

arc i. exam season ⎯ the one where you failed your exam

ep 1: intrusive thoughts ep 2: the saga of the plastic fork ep 3: dooms day ep 4: strawberry candy ep 5: aftermath of the storm ep 6: homewreckers

arc ii. the fire alarm ⎯ the one with the faulty fire alarm

ep 1: WDYM EVACUATE&$:&;&;?! ep 2: calm ur tits ppl😭 ep 3: ep 4:

arc iii. the unwanted guest ⎯ the one where a certain person from the past comes back

arc iv. drunk shenanigans ⎯ the one where everyone got invited to way too many parties

SEASON TWO

more coming soon...

SEASON THREE

more coming soon...

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withlovealwqys · 5 months

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melting me softly

summery:

after her exchange year she just wants to have the best time with her friends. The last thing she was looking for was love.

after his accident at the championship qualifications life was living hell. The last thing he was looking for was love.

start: soon

Introduction part1 | part2

1. she’s back

taglist open <3

@peachyproductions @lhcread @peachyproductions @thisisnotjacinta @liliansun @neozon3nha @lovesuhng @n0hyuck @jiawji @gomdojun @jinnieboosworld @nappywoo @yyangj3lly

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jungwnies · 1 year

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⋅ ⎯ ✈︎ mark lee | s. how i imagine nct’s mark texts his partner !

other members: renjun - jeno - haechan - jaemin - chenle - jisung

2022 © jungwnies

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moonlezn · 9 months

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Try Hard III

punk bassist!jeno x reader genre: fluff wc: 1.7k part I & II a/n: can't believe this baby has come to an end. I had so much fun writing it. honestly, I didn't expect getting any attention, so thanks a million if you've read it and interacted in any way. once again, this is some mindblowing fluff. enjoy <33

Immediately after the boys left the stage, you handed the camera to Chenle. Finding your way backstage was easy, but you couldn't say the same about finding Jeno. Even following the unmistakable noises from the band, you only found three of them. Then, a few doors were opened and... he wasn't in the rooms.

Giving it one last shot, you ran to the back exit, finding him in the dark alley the door led you to.

"Found you." Winded, you let out a gasp. He chuckled fondly. "Heard somewhere you wanted to tell me something?"

"You did? Where?" Jeno joked, hoping to God he would relax a bit. After coming down from the performance high, he panicked slightly. So he hid, knowing you'd look for him. It'd give him sometime. You were quicker than his guts, though.

"Just... at the coolest concert I've just watched." A grin plastered your face.

The atmosphere was tense, awkward. The expectations racing faster than words made the hands tremble, the glances focus anywhere else but each other's eyes.

Enough is enough, fuck it.

"I like you." He blurted out. "Have. For a long time." It was like his shoulders were free from months of tension. His steps towards you felt right, so he kept going until you had no option but look at him. His arm supported by the wall behind you, his free hand took yours delicately. Small waves of electricity hit your cheeks, your belly, your knees.

The dim lit space made it easier to connecting your orbs to his. They were sweet, loving and God, were they beautiful. The sight of his features upclose so fluttering.

"I have, too." Your fingertips played with his, but it wasn't enough. You touched the arm supporting him. The alcohol rushing through your veins offered you some help. "I want to take you out."

"Like on a date?" He asked, feigning confusion to make you giggle. Jeno could hide his erratic heartbeat, but not the scarlet tint on his cheeks. "And where will you take me?"

The small jewelry hanging on his bottom lip spoke to you very clearly, and his skin under your digits was tingling. You lightly connected your lips for a brief minute. The urge won over your reason.

"I'll let you wonder." Pecking his lips once more, you left the alley. The feeling lingered right there as you found your friends again, not allowing to think it was just a dream.

Louise and you arrived at Renjun's party together after you'd spent the day together. You hadn't been much for parties lately, but you must admit your friend really helped you get hyped while you got ready together.

As soon as the girl stepped into the room, Renjun took her away from you. She apologized a few times, but you couldn't get mad when they had those lovey dovey eyes. Left alone, the first thing you did was scan the room looking for your best friends.

"He is upstairs, weirdo." Jisung's voice startled you, and you almost punched him. "I'm a bad bitch, you can't kill me."

"Nobody gets vine references anymore, Jisung. Let go." Chenle reprimanded, offering you some of his beer.

"Well, I do." Jisung looked at you significantly. "We do, right?"

"Yeah, totally." You answered sarcastically and sipped from Chenle's cup. Jisung sighed in betrayal.

"She does get it. She only wants to be nice to you."

"Jealous much?" You eyed the tallest. He mumbled the cutest 'whatever'. "I'll look for Jeno and meet you here later?" Chenle forced a laugh and you frowned.

"I doubt we'll see you again tonight." He said, tapping your shoulder to let you know it was just a joke. "Go get him!"

You had never felt more like a little girl than at that moment, when you found Jeno by the pool gazing at the stars with a drink in his hand. The view was so mesmerizing you wanted to tattoo it in your memories.

"Hey..." You approached Jeno carefully so as not to alarm him. "Are the stars so much better than the party downstairs?" Rhetorical question. You knew for a fact the boy wasn't a crowd person, apart from concerts.

"I have the best view now." He said as you were sitting down beside him. He heard you snorting and thought of how much time he'd lost by letting his insecurities get the best of him.

"Is that the best you got?" You asked, trying to play it off. It felt like you unlocked the dork inside him last time.

"Ouch." His hand flew to his chest, but shortly after, his eyesmile was seen.

His grin was so pretty, and once again you couldn't help being drawn to his labret. It made you weak. It wasn't until he touched it with his tongue that you noticed he had caught you red handed. Jeno shortened the distance between you a bit, allowing you to feel his breathing intertwining with yours. He licked his bottom lip slowly this time, just to watch your reaction.

"Don't try me." Your voice came out in a whisper. His eyes became little crescents again, as his face got even closer.

"Or what?"

Just like that, you kissed him for real. As slowly as you could, you captured his lips in yours repeatedly. While touching his tongue ignited you, he melted in your hands stroking his nape and shoulders.

"Gotta be careful." You teased his piercing this time, not wanting to hurt him.

"Don't be." He murmured before kissing you again. And again. And once more.

As much as you didn't want to give Chenle the victory, he was right. You didn't see your friends again that night.

After promising you'd never hear the end of this, Jaemin actually gave you some nice suggestions for a date with the bassist over text.

jaemin: just take him on brunch date lol jaemin: he loves it finds it romantic and shit jaemin: he's been blushing non-stop since you sucked face you: will do you: u mad he got bitches ((only 1

While waiting for you, Jeno admired the sun kissing sidewalks and cars outside the cafeteria you had chosen. His feet tapped the floor, his fingers played with the seat, he glanced at the door for what seemed like a thousand times.

It went without saying he was nervous. And yet, it was the very first time he looked forward to a date. He couldn't put a finger on whether it was only because of you, or also for the fact he hadn't been the one in charge of it. He really felt the pressure off his shoulders this time, and honestly he enjoyed taking steps after you.

"Have you waited long?"

"No, not actually." He broke his trance, smiling widely at you. "I already ordered, though. Hope you don't mind. They have this thing here... chef's kiss."

"It's fine!" You said, laughing at his hand gesture following his words. "Let's see if you have good taste."

"Of course I do. I like you." Bold of him. But when he saw he could make you chuckle as easily as that, he got a huge wave of confidence.

"JENO LEE!" You played around, watching him shrug. But then, he reached for your hands over the table and you blushed even more.

In fact, Jeno had taste. His order was delicious. You wouldn't forget the expression on his face when you first tried it, the smug smile and the small claps. He was proud of himself.

You talked for what seemed to be only a minute, but you shared so much. He made your ribs hurt over the simplest jokes. As a matter of fact, you had so much in common – music, series, fashion, hobbies. Every new discovery made you wish you'd been closer before.

"Wanna go for a walk? We could check this exhibit near here..." You didn't even finish your sentence and he grabbed your hand to leave.

"What kind of exhibit is it?" He questioned and you just smiled, hurrying through the streets.

"I promise it's gonna be worth it."

Jeno seemed fascinated by the immersive experience. He was never one to look into Art, however, each painting seemed to be tangled with your bodies and it was so different. Good different.

Enchanted, he watched you jog to your favorite composition. The canvases were splashed all over the walls, and the brushstrokes gained life as the aroma of water lilies and lavender wafted in the air.

He didn't fight back the urge to take pictures of you, whom was covered with Claude Monet's colors. When you found him again, he registered your precious smile in his phone.

"It's amazing, isn't it?" Your eyes never stopped exploring the place. "Let me see your pics."

"They're nothing compared to real life." He chuckled, showing you the last picture of you, giggling like a child. "You'll have to teach me some photography, though." He said, seeing the blurry memories. "Good thing you're so beautiful."

"The rumors about bassists are true, then..." He gazed at you tenderly. "They're the flirty heartbreakers of a band."

"I won't break your heart."

Why resisting to kiss you when you already knew he was so into you? That crossed his mind before he swiftly took your lips in his again. It all happened so fast, but he couldn't bring himself to say he disliked it. Both of you had been holding back for so long, it was only right that you made the most of your precious time together.

Jeno desired to let you know how much of a fool he was becoming for you, so he poured his everything into the kiss. He hugged you tight just as your own hands carressed his back for support. He pecked your lips several times, smiling with those cherry lips you were learning to love. He made you feel like the only girl in the world, just as he would from that day on.

Slowly you got used to being Jeno's. Whenever he confided his sweet, sweet words to you, he knew your heart was his as much as his was yours only. Whenever you held his hands to play with his calloused fingers, or whenever you smooched his whole face in the middle of campus, shamelessly telling him how cute he was, or even when you roamed around sharing earphones, holding hands... You both knew you were safe. You'd never have to try so hard again.

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untitled. || ljn

in which you and lee jeno were definitely friends but you were also definitely more than just friends. frankly, your friend group has had enough of the not so subtle flirting and unbearable tension.

word count: 1.4k

genre, warnings: fluff, slice of life, college!au, friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, mutual pining, profanity, mentions of heartbreak, mentions of alcohol consumption, suggestive themes but nothing 18+ happens they just make out, mentions of minor car crash

bgm: message in a bottle by taylor swift, 1 2 365 4 me by kennen, oh shit...are we in love? by valley

a/n: something small so i can get over movie jeno. bro was glorious. i've also listed some songs i listened to while writing and i think listening while reading would be a vibe - lmk how you guys feel about it!

It was a cozy Friday evening. The rain was pelting against the glass windows and you could faintly hear the shouts of your fellow students below as they hurried back to their dormitories. The candle light flickers and shadows dance along the walls. Jeno had his head on your shoulder, faintly humming along to whatever was playing on his Alexa. You were sat on his bed in one of his varsity hoodies, scrolling through social media in a desperate attempt to keep up with your acquaintances' lives.

"Wait, Dejun broke up?!"

Jeno perks up at your small exclamation, craning his neck to peek at your screen.

"How can you tell?"

"He deleted all his posts with them and is listening to glimpse of us. What a shame, I was rooting for them."

"You and your personal celebrity couples." Jeno teases, jokingly shaking his head. "Who's next?"

"Maybe if Mark grows a pair and asks his lab partner out they could be next." You snort, leaning so your head was against Jeno's.

Enjoying quality time with your friend was one of your favorite ways to spend any free time you had amongst your chaotic schedule. Between due dates and classes, you and Jeno always managed to make time for each other. Although, most times just involved one of you showing up at the other's door without prior notice.

"Jeno, have you seen my jacket anywhere? The blue denim one?" Jaemin, Jeno's roommate and self proclaimed best friend asks, opening the bedroom door without knocking. The rest of your friend group insisted on still going out for drinks, even though its raining cats and dogs outside.

"Hn, no?" You feel a weight come off your shoulders as Jeno raises his head to address the question. "Wouldn't it be in your stinky pile of laundry?"

"Hey, I did my laundry yesterday, it's not stinky." Jaemin sticks his tongue out. "Y/n, if you see it in Jeno's closet let me know okay? I swear he steals my clothes."

"Roger that."

Jaemin nods happily, closing the door before Jeno manages to land a pillow throw. As Jeno returns to his place on your shoulder you hear the rest of your friends through the thin walls.

"Did you find your jacket?"

"No. But I did find Jeno and y/n snuggling against each other."

"We should start charging y/n rent."

"Isn't our rent included in tuition though?"

"Wasn't it a separate payment?"

You choose to ignore the conversation as the boys start to argue about dormitory rent. A calm vibration comes from your shoulder and your heart skips a beat from the proximity.

"For your information, Jaemin steals my clothes."

"Whatever you say, champ."

Chenle holds in a laugh as the group bid goodbye to you and Jeno. Upon reaching the ground floor, he allowed himself to finally let it out.

The six boys didn't leave the two of you alone without purpose. They all knew about your little crush on each other. It was so blatantly obvious. The way Jeno constantly checked his phone for updates when you had gone out with an old friend, the way he paces around the common area when he expects you to come over, and, not to mention, the untitled song he wrote for you.

It was all amusing to them. How could he miss the way you looked at him with hearts in your eyes, the way you would happily spend all night in the library with him when he had an assignment due, the way your arm always found its way around his.

"They really are idiots." Jaemin had said, a fond grin on his face.

Really, it was cute, but got frustrating. Slow burn and mutual pining were never Donghyuck's favorite tropes. Watching you hide your embarrassment as Jeno fixes your hair made him want to push the two of you in a closet and scream for you guys to just kiss already.

So in order to prevent Donghyuck from committing a crime against romance, Renjun simply suggested that they give the couple more "alone time". Which leads the boys to this situation on a Friday night, heading to the pub in the rain.

"They better be dating by the time we're back." Donghyuck mutters, attempting to stay dry under Mark's hazardous umbrella holding.

"What do you even call their relationship right now?" Jisung voices over the rain, "not friends, obviously."

"A situationship?"

"No. That's what Yangyang had a while back. Remember how toxic it was?"

"Friends with benefits?"

"Chenle... Do you know what that is?"

"Guys, just leave it untitled for now. They're going to be dating soon anyway."

Jeno met you on the first day of classes. You had turned up ten minutes late, breathing heavily as you stumbled into the free seat in the last row. The seat next to him. Red in the face from running and hair messy from the wind, you looked so loveable to him. Never would he have imagined that you would be by his side like you were now. Though regretfully, as a friend. He wasn't sure how you'd react if he told you he wanted to be more.

You had your head in his lap, phone forgotten as you rambled to him about how stupid Yangyang's situationship partner was. He gently raked his fingers through your hair, reacting accordingly to your story, gaze never leaving your face.

A guitar melody meets the end of the last song and a familiar voice sounds through the room. Your story stops abruptly and confusion dons Jeno's features before he realizes what's playing through the speakers.

"No, wait, don't listen to this! Close your ears."

"I can't physically do that! And why can't I listen? You're singing! Did you write this song?"

As Jeno frantically attempts to scramble to stop the song, you wrap you arms around his torso, pulling him back on the bed. To prevent him from moving, you lie on top of him. Jeno can feel your laughs through his own body and he wonders whether you could feel his heartbeat through yours. With his strength, he could push you off and turn the song off if he really wanted to. But when it comes to you, he strength somehow never works.

"Jeno, this song is so cute. Who's it about?" You smirk down at him, "you have a crush on someone?"

You weren't asking because you were purely curious. You were asking because you had a big fat crush on the man and needed to know if he liked someone else. Though, you didn't know if you were ready for the answer. You've heard the heartbreak horror stories. They were always worse when the couple weren't dating but you couldn't help it. Somewhere along the line, you had fallen, and by that time, a platonic relationship had been established. Somehow, you convinced yourself that you'd rather stay friends than potentially losing what the two of you already had.

The rest of the friend group knew. You knew they knew. Hiding your feelings weren't your strongest point and you definitely caught Chenle making kissy faces behind you and Jeno once.

So, to say you were nervous about his answer was an understatement. But you weren't about to let him know.

"Isn't it obvious?"

Huh?

Jeno turns his head away, avoiding eye contact. A redness creeps up his cheeks and his throat feels dry.

"It's about you."

The cat's out of the bag. Jeno wants to scream in embarrassment. He can't believe he leaked his own embarrassing song about you. He can't believe this is how you find out about his feelings.

"Oh." A matching redness creeps up your own cheeks. "You think my eyes have stars in them?"

"Shut up."

Laughter settles over the both of you before your eyes meet. Jeno's eyes move down to your lips and his tongue darts out to wet his own absent mindedly.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Just our luck."

"I can't believe we witnessed a car crash?"

"At least it was a minor one. Nobody got hurt which is great news."

"Hang on, we have to tell those two we're going to be home late."

Jeno pulls away as his phone alerts him of a message received. You glance over at the screen, giggling at the content. Mark had sent a photo of the six of them posing with the police.

Just witnessed a car crash. Gonna be home late.

"Great, we can continue making out then." Jeno mumbles, throwing his phone aside and pulling you back in.

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HEARTS [chapter two]

CHAPTER TWO: GO WITH THE FLOW

Pairing: Jeno x Reader [ ft. Jaemin, Haechan, Jaehyun, Mark, Chenle, Jisung ]

Prologue: As the sun rises after a steamy night, Jeno decides to ignore you. This could be a great opportunity to rely on people you love, even in the middle of family drama, nostalgia reignites.

Genre: Angst + Fluff

Wordcount: 3,237

Warnings: Language

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The feeling of waking up in a frigid bed, the same bed that had been smouldering with sultry sensations the night before drenches you from the inside, as if hollow.

You woke up feeling the same way; the covers were chilly and empty. This atmosphere was in stark contrast to the intense night with Jeno. He sure was mad enough to be behaving like this. This was the first time he left you alone in the morning. In less than ten hours had already shown you a side of him that you had never expected to see but looking at it from the other side, he wasn't the one entirely at fault, you thought to yourself. Had you been in his shoes, you would've reacted worse.

You thought about how you would face Jeno again, would he even talk to you ever again? Maybe there was some way or the other that you could make him understand. Was this why everyone called you out for taking advantage of him? Why would you let him into your heart if one day he ultimately had to leave? Jeno was indeed jealous, but friends don't get envious of another person and then fuck the hell out of them, friends don't cry over this.

Again, that's complicated.

You managed to get yourself out of the cold bed, turning on the music, it was the only way you could allow yourself to forget the blunder you had gotten yourself into.

Nevertheless, you continued to check your phone, hoping to receive a missed call from Jeno or at the very least a text from him.

On the other hand, you paid heed to the texts you received from your mother, Haechan, and even Chenle, whose party you skipped. You felt bad for your friend, he had been preparing for it for months only for both you and Jeno to not show up.

You stepped under the hot shower, allowing every single drop of water to slip down as though it would rinse off all your troubles, taking you away to some utopian world.

Walking to the class felt empty without Jeno, there was no hand to hold, no daily morning glares. Only the crisp fallen leaves on the concrete pavement greeted you.

Your eyes recognised Chenle, he had been walking ahead of you all of the time but your useless thinking offered you no time to take your surroundings into mind.

You gave him a shoulder tap. "Chenle!" You yelled.

"Don't talk to me. Where were you last night?" He was complaining.

"I just- you know" You failed to give him an exact answer, trying to respond vaguely.

"And even Jeno. Y/N please don't tell me you two ditched me last night just so that you could fuck." He said.

"Why would I do that? Chenle, I'm sorry." You continued. "I'll let you know soon enough."

"Yeah?" Sarcasm was voiced out of his words.

"Okay stop now, you little sulky being." You teased him and he stuck his tongue out. Just like that, he lifted up your spirits, even if it was for a minute or less.

"Isn't Jeno coming with you today?" He asked.

"Oh. Well, I think that he must be skipping the class, maybe he's at the football ground." You justified.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" He questioned, again.

"Of course!" You put a smile on his face, gesturing with your arm as you reached the lecture hall.

Jeno was still nowhere to be seen in the scenario. He appeared to be genuinely intent on ignoring it. You couldn't stop wondering how Jeno cracked the code. Who could have told him? And why would they have done it to you?

You glanced ahead, the fluffy-haired boy in front of you kept giving you the look time and again. You suddenly experienced profound enlightenment, and it was him. Of course, it was him.

"Haechan!" With your foot, you prodded his chair's back.

"Not in the middle of a damn lecture." He reverted, shutting you up.

"Why would you do this, you filthy piece of crap?!" You were essentially shouting at Haechan in a certain cafeteria section.

"You could've picked up your phone when I called you." He rolled his eyes and made an effort to defend himself.

"As if that would change fuck!" You spat out these words harshly in his face.

"I'm so sick of being your guys' mutual friend." He was being too much.

"Y/N are- are you crying?" Haechan softened his gaze. He looked at your face more closely, lifting it up with his chin.

"You are not!" He cried.

"Real bitches don't cry!" You pretended to flip your hair, making the two of you laugh.

"I really did not mean to tell him, he just overheard when I was talking to your mom." He continued. "And then I had no time to explain, he just ran straight to you."

"Hmmmm." You nodded back, processing every bit of information he was providing you with.

Lee Haechan. Your best friend since you were born. It was like this friendship was passed onto you two by your mothers, they had been best friends since their younger days, and it was more than just a coincidence that you and Haechan were brought into this world almost at the same time. Growing up was a shared experience; you had always been together from kindergarten to university.

"When we grow old, we should build a cottage in the woods, far away from the city." Little Haechan of seven suggested.

"But we won't get any TV there." You reasoned, disapproving of your friend's suggestion.

"Old people don't watch that stuff. Look at Granny." He pointed out.

"Maybe we can, but you are annoying."

"Then give me my candy back, you little pony!"

He knew your deepest secrets, even though there was a non-stop contest of bickering, teasing and earning out the filthiest words of curses from one another, friendships like these were hard to come by. He was all you could need, a friend, a nemesis, a free dating advisor, a personal frustration dustbin, well, what not?

"Maybe I should go and see him at the field." You thought of earning a nod of approval from Haechan.

"I would say NO if it was some other chap but then you both are in love so my opinion would differ." Haechan stated.

"That's YES in simpler words." You crossed your arms, shaking your head. "Lee Haechan. Such a pain in the ass."

The field's green grass was being blocked from wilting freely, and the raucous movements of spiked shoes were making it worse. The sun shone brightly above, but it wasn't as gentle as the winter sun or too scorching to make you sweat.

He was positioned in the middle, drenched in sweat with his thighs exposed. On his pale forehead, his untamed black hair was haphazardly scattered.

"Pass!" He yelled in the middle of the match.

"Jeno did it!" A wave of cheer rose like an ocean, everybody rejoiced as their star player secured another goal for their team, winning the game.

You thought your wait ended with the game too.

"Jeno?" He turned to face you when you waved your hand at him, and you held his gaze for a considerable amount of time.

And then he looked away. Ignoring you.

This was enough, even when you were ready to make amends, get him seated and tell him everything, he decided to ignore it and this made you furious. Picking up your bag, you walked out of the field.

Saturday's rising sun marked the inception of the college break. Everyone had their bags packed, moving out of their dorms, filled with enthusiasm and joy, getting to meet their families again, unlike you. It was not like you did not want to see them, but knowing beforehand what would be the scene created once you reached home blew away the joyful flame.

On reaching home you were greeted by the grey and white concrete walls that had been adorned with all and every kind of antiques that could have been obtained. The golden lighting and wooden interior blended well with the minimal colour scheme.

The hallway displayed statues of men and women, that must have taken years to be sculpted, named in a language you could not even comprehend. They claimed that each held a deeper significant meaning behind them. Lies. They were only for the pomp and show.

The garden had already begun to bloom with the season's flower, as if nature had embraced it, not far from where a dozen cars were lined up in a perfect colour gradient, as if they would serve a purpose greater than mere transportation.

This was home. However, a house without any emotional ties was merely a fortified building. Your parents provided you with everything you would have ever needed within the premise of this mansion that they had built, but only if they cared about more than just the money.

"You changed these?" You said, running your hand up and down the fabric of the couch, which seemed novel to you.

"I had to, and for once, would you not stop concentrating on the unimportant things?" Your mother reprimanded you while averting her gaze from the other women. They displayed clothing, decor, and jewellery catalogues while wearing all-formal attire. Getting rejected nine out of ten times by your mother.

"It's serious! When it comes to the wedding of my sole daughter, I cannot compromise at this level!" She gave a firm reply. She had a look of exasperation on her face, but she never screamed since that was not proper behaviour in a sophisticated household.

Envy, hate, and despair, all disgusting feelings, would always be communicated with the classiest of words and a curve of the lips.

"We are not getting married!" You objected.

"You'll do. Very quickly" She returned the smile.

"This is pointless." While maintaining a fixed look on the ground, you muttered.

"Do you mind if we take a moment's break?" Your mother requested the ladies' leave.

"If you're here you would want to go and get the fitting of your dresses before it's too late." She asserted.

"What? What kind of dresses?" You questioned.

She sighed, resting her face on the back of her hands. "Clothes. This can't be something you wear all the time." She looked at you and commented on your attire. The loose-fitting jeans.

You pouted, rolled your eyes, and made the decision to leave the room.

"Your brother would be there to greet you." She spoke from behind, knowing that if that were the case, you would never decline.

"Bye!" You yelled.

"Baby!" A man in his late twenties, dressed in black trousers and a half-sleeved silk shirt beamed at the sight of you. He spread his arms out, his fingers gripping the car keys.

"I'm not a baby!" As you hugged him, you cried back.

"Fancy jeans." He complimented.

"Say that in front of mom." You made a joke, and he laughed.

"Hop in." He motioned towards his gleaming carmine Rolls Royce

Jaehyun was the best brother anyone could ask for. Given the five-year age gap between you two, it was very natural for him to be overly protective of you. Then, whether it was the toddlers who wouldn't play with you or giddy crushes from high school, he got them all covered. It was like a tradition for siblings to attend the same school and his reputation and achievements never allowed you to cause any trouble and have the fun of your life. Thank heavens!, Jaehyun never went to the same college as you.

"I saw our childhood pictures in the living room, the ones hung on the photo wall." You rejoiced.

"Oh, the one in which I'm holding you in my arms is my favourite. You used to be so tiny." He was smiling throughout.

All of these memories were still present before your eyes, still vivid.

You still remember Jisung, your first crush in middle school.

"Y/N I like you a lot." With white flowers in his hands that he had personally selected from the school lawn and a tone of pink decorating his cheeks, he admitted.

You returned his smile while considering his colour scheme. The roses didn't spread very far.

"Jisung I`"

"I don't want you to respond with anything. I don't believe I'll be able to manage it." He spoke.

"Huh?" You were perplexed.

"Actually, I'm terrified of your brother. He is frightful, as are his buddies." Jisung spoke hastily. "He has already warned me twice."

"He won't harm you or any-"

"Please accept these; I like you a lot. Bye." He hurriedly said goodbye before departing.

This had been your very first romantic experience.

Back in the present, you were enjoying hearty talks with your brother who was in the driving seat. The last me you came back home, he had been handling business overseas so it had been quite some time since you last saw him.

"Remember Jisung?" You questioned.

"Yes, of course." He chuckled. "I recall Sungchan as well." He spoke.

"He was, without a doubt, the boldest. I have no idea how we maintained our relationship for five weeks." Your hands were covering your face.

"It's love, dumb." As he spoke, he suddenly became more serious. In a split second, the smile vanished from his face.

"Right." While your thoughts were still focused on Jeno, you hummed in agreement with what he stated.

"What about Jaemin all of a sudden?" You inquired. The past two had been a whirlwind, all thanks to him.

"Did mom not tell you?" Jaehyun answered back with a question.

"Mom told everyone but me." You turned your face away, gazing out of the window.

"Aww don't be pouty." Jaehyun pacified you by pinching your cheek with his free hand.

"Why am I being asked to marry a person I don't even know?!" You yanked his hand away in fury. "I am twenty-three! I know how to make decisions on my own?!"

It seemed like one was being imprisoned in a gilded cage to be attached to someone like this. The ties of marriage would take away all of your independence, goals, and feelings, and they would do the same for your eventual spouse. Of course, everyone in the family would claim that it was done for the sake of tradition, but everyone understood that it was really just a way for the business to increase profits, and perhaps the kids were simply there to help with capital expansion. Life couldn't always be seen through rose-tinted glasses, where marriages would be fixed when they were only crawling babies and stayed in love for the rest of their lives. When your cousins and the rest of your family had to go through this, it looked so simple, but when it came to you, it seemed as if your heart had fallen into the abyss. There was no longer a choice to delay. You were a bird in a cage.

"If it were all up to me I'd never make you go through this." Jaehyun calmed you down with a visible tone of pain in his voice.

The car stopped and you got out of it. A ride that started with reminiscing about the happy days ended on a heavy note.

"Ms Y/N, Welcome! Your mother already visited last week and selected these for you." A man dressed in a suit gestured towards a silver clothes rail.

"This would fit your body type just well." Another lady who had been helping you all along complimented you, and you grinned unenthusiastically in response. You were in some ways your mother's daughter. It was challenging to let go of the characteristics that were ingrained in you when you were a baby. Okay, so perhaps they vanished while you were with Haechan.

The colours, the shapes, everything about the clothes your mother picked out for you didn't go well with your sense of style. None of the designer labels could match the appeal of personally picked clothing. Nevertheless, you thanked the group for their time and effort. All the boxes were carried behind you by two men.

"We're done." You signalled to Jaehyun, who had seated himself on a couch outside the fitting rooms.

He hummed, toying with the car keys.

"Wait." You blurted out, moving towards one of the racks.

"Daeun would look so adorable in these!" You grinned as you held a pair of small, fluffy, cushioned shoes that could have fit in your hand.

"Aww look at them, this is the cutest thing I've seen today!" You were drooling over the shoes as you held them out to him.

"She would!" His black eyes appeared to sprout hearts, and a soft smile spread across his face, illuminating it and revealing his dimples. Jaehyun prioritised his love for his daughter above everything else despite what had transpired.

This made you look at him and rewind five years ago. He was married out of his choice to some decent girl from a house as wealthy as yours, and your family had known for generations. She embodied all that a beautiful lady could be until she decided to leave everything behind for her lover. Despite all that Jaehyun had today, there was still an empty void in his life, of love. He only loved once, never daring to open his heart to anyone else. Inside he was happy for his wife, for she could enjoy the privilege of love, if not for him, his heart only belonged to one person. He did not love his wife; in contrast to her, he did not flee. He had before experienced the lightning-like ache of heartbreak.

Your life had always been modelled after Jaehyun's. His life was a sort of blueprint for yours.

"Mark?" As soon as you entered the home, you exclaimed, giving him a bear embrace. "Many years! What are you doing?"

"Have been busy, haven't you?" Jaehyun said, excusing himself after the short meeting.

"Yo! What is happening?" When he first heard the news from your family, he was shocked.

"Oh don't ask!" You sighed dramatically.

In the evening, you and your cousin Mark sat down at a coffee table and you poured out every single idea that had been weighing you down the previous week.

Mark did not frequently visit because his father had a successful business in Canada. He was far away, yet you always managed to remain in touch.

"Is he known to anyone in the family?" He asked in a reassuring yet serious tone.

"You are the very first. I'm not even sure whether he feels the same way about me." After exhaling, you gave your head a shake as if to dust the troubles away.

"Don't stress out too much over it; sometimes it's best to let things happen naturally and go with the flow; everything will be alright in the end. You are aware that I am always available to you." He gave comfort.

"Do you want me to cry?" You said.

"Mark, Hello!" Haechan walked into the room, it was pretty common, he was like the family's son.

"Hey, buddy!" Mark fist-bumped him.

"I talked to him before, he said.."

"What did he say?" You queried.

"He-he doesn't want to see you."

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mxrkies · 4 months

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Hidden Feelings

Synopsis of the story: Donghyuck and mark are each other's bestest of friends and nothing can really break the friendship.

I mean, give them a benefit of a doubt. A school writer and a basketball player being friends is ultimately weird but the chemistry is too strong to be friends (well, for donghyuck)

Unfortunately, mark likes Kim chaewon, the most popular sweet cheerleader a person could ever meet but will donghyuck keep writing their story?

Chapter One: A text message can change everything

Warnings: none actually

Word count: idk

You guys are childhood friends since middle school, knowing every single thing about each other. You guys are basically siblings from two different mothers and fathers

Donghyuck thoughts are interrupted when mark barges in his room, "There's something called knocking on the door, sir." Donghyuck doesn't even look at him but his gaze is just on his phone

"Do I care?" Mark rolls his eyes and jumps on donghyucks bed and his phone falls out of donghyucks hands and mark catches it, "This should make you give me a little attention."

"What is it, mork?" The tanned male asked, arms crossed across your chest

"Justin Bieber just released a new song!" Marks smile was something the younger one never seen before

"All that ruckus you caused just to tell me that he released a new song?" Donghyuck asks, rolling his eyes

"There's more to it. Jaehyun is holding a party and he's playing that song at his party!" Mark exclaimed

"You probably gonna go there for her, right?" The tanned male asks, knowing marks true intentions

"How did you know?" Mark asked, shocked

"I'm your best friend since childhood, I know how you do things." Donghyuck smiles

Mark liked this girl since middle school, kim chaewon. She was a dreamy girl, sweet, caring and every other thing you want in a girl

"Have you confessed yet?"

"No but I need your help to confess."

"I can try and ask her about you if you want, she's my friend" She was, a friend since high school till college

"Oh, thank you!" Mark smiled

Donghyuck smiled back. His heart ached to the brim, he doesn't know the tanned male truly feels about him but he tries to brush it off

After that, donghyuck went up to chaewon and asked "Hey, wanna tour the basketball court?"

"Uh, I mean.....sure. Seems fun!" Chaewon willingly volunteered

He leads her to the basketball field and introduces her to the players of marks team. "I think I already know them." Chaewon giggled, he saw how mark was looking at her

"And this is mark lee, my friend. He will introduce you around to the things" Donghyuck pats marks shoulder and leaves

He goes back to his room and just watches them from his window when he heard a voice, "Going through it, huh?"

"Yeah, am I creepy?" Donghyuck asks

"From his perspective, yes you are." Joy giggled

"I mean, he likes chaewon and I like him. How would I tell him if he likes someone else?" Donghyuck hides his face in his hands

"I don't know but the time will come." Joy sat next to him

"He's whipped for her, a simp." Donghyuck laughed a little

"For you."

"No, for chaewon."

"Just let your mind rest and go to the party and meet some people." A voice spoke

"It's not as easy as you think it is, chenle." Donghyuck looked at him

"Just try. Get your mind off of it." Chenle sat on the floor in front of him. "I got a little surprise for you."

Donghyuck ended up going to the party that night. He was going to find mark when his arm got tugged, he turns and see the one he's been looking for

Mark freaking lee

"She approached you yet?" The tanned male asks, curious

"Not every conversation that we have must be about her, donghyuck" Mark spoke

Donghyuck realizes that he shouldn't have brought that topic up. "I asked if she's single and she's not. She's dating this apparently cute guy named jisung" Mark licks his lips

"I hope he's nice to her." Donghyuck rubs his arm

Marks eyes drifted off donghyuck, he wonders what he's looking at when someone bumped into donghyuck. "Oh, I'm so sorry-- donghyuck?" A voice that he immediately know spoke

He turns around and sees his best friend since pre-school, sunwoo. Donghyuck throws himself at him, his arms draped around his neck

His hands immediately go to donghyucks waist, pulling him even closer. "Oh I missed you! How did the stay go?" Donghyuck asks, smiling

"It went amazing. I wanna take you with next time, my mom would love to see you again." Sunwoo smiled at the tanned male

A nudge from mark immediately made donghyuck pull himself off of sunwoo and bid him goodbye. "What was that about?" Mark asked, genuinely curious with a hint of jealousy

"Oh just a friend since pre-school. Sunwoo, to be exact. Please don't pull fights and start boxing him." Donghyuck stood before mark

A couch was there and donghyuck laid on his stomach, legs bent making his butt on display

Mark was humming a song only you two knew and donghyuck started shaking his butt. "Mark, look!" Once donghyuck saw that he was looking, he teasingly shook his butt

"You look like you're zoning out, my man" Donghyuck teased, mark immediately went on his phone

"It's so big that you are zoning out" Donghyuck teasingly says, wiggling his butt again

"Stop!" Mark giggled, hitting donghyucks shoulder to make himstop. "And it's not that big"

Donghyuck gasps dramatically, "So you're saying my butt is small?"

"I mean, it is--"

"How rude! Being rude is not a way to get a partner"

"Unless it's a kink--"

"Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert!" Donghyuck smacked the back of marks head, earning a whine from him

"You started it!" Mark whined, rubbing the area where he hit him

"Hey mark, wanna play basketball?" Jaehyun asked, invading donghyucks space that he didn't really care about

"Sure." Mark nodded

"Wanna add your writer of the good headlines as well?" Jaehyun asked, smirking

"Yes!"

The matches and the wins are all to fast for donghyucks liking. Arms, fingers tired, wrist sore from all that writing. Life is hard as a school writer

Mark suddenly comes up to donghyuck, faces inches apart. He comes even closer until his face almost lands on his shoulder, grabbing something

"Just getting water." Mark drank the water like there was no tomorrow, which donghyuck found attractive

Mark winked at the tanned male before leaving to finish the game. Donghyuck sat down on the bench, thinking about what just happened

He may look like as if he doesn't care about what just happened meanwhile his heart is doing summer saults

Donghyuck immediately grabbed his glasses and left his apartment. Mark is probably drunk with his friends in the club

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry ma'am" Donghyuck apologized, pushing his clear glasses back up with his index finger

"It's okay. Just finish your project over here and also study for the next test" Mrs Kim was always the nicest teacher to donghyuck. His ups and downs, he shared with her

She was like a mother to him. Whenever he had a relationship crisis, he would go to her. Whenever he had struggles, he would go to her

She knew everything about donghyuck, just took a little of trust for her to know that much

When Mrs Kim finally left the class with only donghyuck inside, he heard something. "PSST!"

Donghyuck perked his head up, looking around when he saw mark. "What are you doing? I have to study and prepare my project"

"Oh, sorry" Mark came into the empty and sat next to donghyuck. Mark analyzes and just knows something is up

"Dude, are you okay?" Mark asked, trying to see donghyucks face more

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just......uh, preparing for school stuff" Donghyuck tried to ignore mark

"Okay, if you say so" And with that, mark leaves

Donghyuck went to his apartment and slept. A buzz from his phone woke him up the next day

He saw it was from mark. He responded and it became into a normal short conversation

But donghyuck typed something but didnt send it but was on the verge to

....but, should he?

Authors note: sorry if it's rushed I'm too damn excited for this story. This is the first the first chapter of the story 'Hidden Feelings'

If there are any grammatical errors, please tell me. Also, this story was originally for a mark x reader but I felt that the vibe was mostly fitting markhyuck so I changed it into them

Stay tuned for the next chapter

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kpopjust4u · 1 year

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Starting your first year of collegue, you expected to be neck deep in so many assignments, which you were, but you end up getting extra credit and benefits from becoming someone’s favourite student.

Pairing: Professor! Lee Jeno x Reader

Genre: College AU

Contents: Angst, Fluff, Suggestive, Smut (Content warnings included with each chapter)

Overall Word Count: TBC

Status: Ongoing

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• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

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brokenmelodies07 · 1 year

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Sundays With A Twist

Summary - Mark Lee is just another college student who wishes that his Sunday goes according to plan, but what happens when he disappears in a cloud of blood red smoke?

Genre - Mythology

Warning - None, except bad jokes

Normal Sundays do not end up with you being in the midst of demons and wild creatures, but hey you're Mark Lee, normal is just not your cup of tea.

Sundays were Mark's favorite. Sundays were everything he was not - calm, collected, peaceful, stress-free. As usual he woke up at 4am, did his morning routine, almost slipped on Haechan's discarded clothes and left home to be done with his new song before the weekend gets over.

Humming his new song, Mark strolled the streets, on his way to the studio. He expected to do a lot of things today:

1. Finish the new song

2. Buy a new notebook (after Haechan spilt coffee on the last one)

3. Pick up his guitar from the shop (which Haechan should have payed for)

4. Submit his assignments

5. Actually get eight hours of sleep (probably not possible because someone keeps shouting and smashing keyboards at 3 in the morning!!!!!)

Wow, Haechan was a menace, but unfortunately there’s nobody else other than his childhood best friend to split the bills with. If there was something not included in his schedule, it was to be whisked away in smoke by a couple of teenagers.

In the middle of the streets of New York, Mark started turning into smoke. Not just regular, white, dustless smoke, but a blood red one.

He shouted, cried and screamed for help, but the pedestrians just walked through him, like he wasn't there.

Mark evaporated into the air and traveled as nothing more than just atoms and molecules into the depths of the earth. It was all too much for him. Like seriously? Does sleep deprivation really make you hallucinate this much? No, right? But, who knows? Maybe he should Google it.

After about what felt like a milli-second, Mark became human again, in the middle of a red, endless dessert.

Looking around, Mark slapped his face once, twice, thrice. Yet, he didn't wake up.

"Dude, why am I not waking up?" Mark questioned, slapping his face a couple more times.

"That's gonna bruise after some time," said a voice he didn't recognise.

Mark looked around, searching for the owner of that meek voice.

"You'll need to apply some ointment on that," said a short boy with impish features who emerged from the shadows.

"Hi, I'm Renjun, sorry for summoning you"

"Yeah, sorry for summoning you, we didn't know what else to do" said a taller boy with flaming orange hair and a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, what the heck?"Mark questioned

"Where am I? Why am I here? Who are you? What do you mean summoned? And what is that foul smell?"

"Could you go slower, we're not fluent in human language, yet" said a tall, muscular guy with spotless white hair.

"Yeah, what he said" voiced two new boys, one who was tall, lean and had pink hair and a boyish charm and the other, who was shyer, taller and looked like he hadn't eaten for days.

"Excuse me, can you wake me up? I've got a lot to do and I'm not wasting my time hallucinating. Hellooo, God?" Mark called out, looking up, thinking that God was up there somewhere saying "This is what you get when you don't sleep"

"Is this a good time to tell you that God kind of went on vacation, he won't be back till the spring fest."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA,VERY FUNNY!!" Mark laughed, "Now , if we could speed it up a bit, I would like to wake back up"

"I don't think he understands us,"said the shy one.

"You’re Mark, right?" asked the orange haired boy

"If you're going with my English name, then yeah..."

“Great, you just need to help us with this programming and then you'll be sent back“

"You're kidding, right? 'Cause computers and I don't go anywhere near each other, I don't even know how to shop online, bro!" Mark exclaimed.

"You are Mark from facebook, right"

"Excuse me? No, how would I be Mark Zuckerberg? I'm not even American, dude!"

"Huh?" they all collectively said together.

"Just a minute please" they said and disappeared into thin air.

What was with the obsession with disappearing into the air lately?

"Sooooo" they said, reappearing.

"So?" started Mark.

"We may or may not have accidentally mistaken you for someone else and we can't send you back."

"Sorry for the trouble, but hey we can be friends," said the shortest one.

"Yeah, I'm Chenle, son of Hermes," introduced the boy with green hair.

"Hi! Jaemin, son of Aphrodite. Welcome to the club, dude!" Said the pink-haired boy excitedly.

"Nice to meet you, I’m Jisung, son of Hermes," the shy one mumbled.

"I'm Renjun, son of Athena, Goddess of wisdom and warfare, and that's Jeno, son of Ares, God of War," said the shortest one.

"Well, I'm Mark Lee, a college student who survives on a lot of caffeine and watermelons. Nice to formally meet you, I guess?" Questioned Mark with raised eyebrows.

"So, is there any way you can teach us about programming?" asked Jeno, who Mark assumed must be their brawns.

"Yeah, if you have fulfilled the purpose we called you here for, then you're free to go, that's how the magic works" explained Renjun, who obviously was the brains.

"Well, I might know someone who's currently studying programming in college"

"Really? If he can help us out, then you both would probably be free to go"

"Let's summon him now, what's his name?"

"Lee Haechan," smirked Mark, knowing that this would be enough for all the times Haechan stabbed him in the back and annoyed the living daylights out of him.

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yongislong · 1 year

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staring + dreamies.

genre: when you catch the dreamies staring at you hehe, fluff, suggestive but not rly pft

note: hiiiiii... how yall doinnnnn.... :D

mark... genuinely cant help it LMAOO he cant!! he just needs to look at you sometimes. brings him a lot of comfort. you have also gotten used to him spacing out and looking your way while you just sit on your phone or laptop. his hand finds itself onto you hair/head every once in a while. is so considerate so he would for sure fix your mascara, lipstick or pick off an eyelash if he "saw something on your pretty little face" hehe. used to get flustered when you caught him staring but has grown more confident and you've grown used to him needing a glimpse of your profile huehuehue

renjun... wants to memorize you!!!!! corny yes but dear god he has to have you down to memory! he knows he's never letting you go but it's inevitable for him to want to drink up your expressions, pores, spots and individual hairs. likes to watch you in your natural habitats. has always said that your concentration face is the cutest thing he's ever seen. all of these things come in especially handy when he can't sleep. he's drawn you a million times. he has sketchbooks soley dedicated to you and your face pfttt. when you catch him staring he just smiles really brightly! so cute.... does a cute little "hiiii" too AHHHHH

jeno... what a shy manly man omg... would get a kick out of watching you be cute and cooking or stuff. very domestic! likes looking at you because he really think you're the prettiest most gorgeous and lovely person on earth, effortlessly! is honestly just staring in awe. traces your nose bridge whenever you lay on chest. mutters "wow..." a thousand times under his breath. will end up missing big scenes in movies because of this HAHA, you think it's endearing but you're also like!!! jen please watch katniss literally destroy president snow lol i promise it's more interesting (he disagrees)

haechan... oh boy. he is so annoying about it oh my god lmfaooo. just does it to fluster you and sometimes he just can't help but look at you though. likes to pinch your arm to get your attention in order for you to look back at him HAHA, especially when he's doing it because he wants to give you a compliment, "well hello there pretty, come here often?" likes kissing your cheek (and neck) after they get dusted pink. pokes your cheeks when he staring too, just a big cheek guy imo!! peppers you in smooches, gets flustered when you catch him sometimes... especially if he's looking at you from across the room. sends you a smile

jaemin... oh my god he just loves your face its actually so sickening! like ugh!!! he loves watching your mouth move, v enticing lol. his hands subconsciously find their way to to your lower lip. his hands always land on your thighs as well lol. looooves to stare at you in the morning or when you're sleepy because your puffed out face is the best thing to him. whenever you catch him, he is so confident, especially when you question him about it, he's like "why can't i stare at my gorgeous partner... freak.... you can't just look like that and expect me not to be obsessed with you" so sassy... but is actually so genuine sometimes it almost makes you cry

chenle... GGAAAHHHHHH so cocky!!! but it hits different because he will stare you down so hard and will lean in super close and run his eyes all over your features but when you look his face breaks out into the cutest little whisker smile in the world, just for funzies, mumbles out an exasperated "...cute......" mostly does it to fuck with you but it's a win win for him tbh, but won't admit it. is always staring at you because he can, but also because he always wants to make sure you're safe esp in public. has mastered understanding your facial expressions and tics.

jisung... "nothin... you just looked cute." simp nation. is actually more confident than he lets on. you realize this when he leans down to cover what you're looking at after he's been staring and not realizing it. yknow what i mean? like he's so tall so if he's watching you make breakfast or something and he's been staring for a while, he would bend down to have his face within your line of vision. what a cutie lol. you always pull his cheek when you catch him staring and he has to pretend he doesn't like it all while he's smiling and giggling AHA. likes to stare at you because he has to remind himself that you're real and that he has you all to himself <3

oh ma goshh hiiiiii haha ummm im still getting used to writing blurbs and headcanons again so sorry! was watching hunger games while writing this so HAHA, enjoy! i missed you guys!

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ning2lilac · 5 months

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YOU’ll see - haechan

Chapter 7

pairing: haechan x female reader

tags: college au, fluff, attempted humour n

notes: I was busy 😭 also I need thoughts on how this is going tbh

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Chapter 7

(will start doing this) taglist: @dinonuguaegi

#college au #haechan x reader #haechan x y/n #nct dream #nct dream imagines #nct #haechan #lee jeno #lee donghyuck

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justalildumpling · 9 months

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⇢ nct dream at parties

pairing: nct dream x reader genre: college au, crack, fluff warnings: swearing, mentions of drunkness/partying, vomiting, weed, sex (nothing explicit) word count: 1.1k

note: lowk couldn’t stop thinking about jeno playing beer pong at parties and it led to this… lmao i just realised that a lot of these dot points are based off of irl events HHAHAHAH are u guys any of the dreamies at parties?? genuine question😚😚

Mark

Is probably the host’s friend so he was at the party early, setting up the decorations and accidentally spiking the jello shots with more vodka than the recipe required so it ends up tasting like shit

That being said, he would probably be drunk by the time people start rolling in through the door due to him “taste testing” the shots

Lowkey too drunk to comprehend that people are flirting with him and accidentally dude zones them or fumbles over his words when trying to talk up a hot person (no drunk rizz)

Accidentally cockblocks someone by walking into a random room and flopping on the bed without noticing that they were doing the deed

Starts randomly telling everyone that he’s really good at cooking eggs now and that he’ll prove his improved skills (Spoiler: He either burns the eggs and makes the fire alarm go off or someone drags him away from the kitchen)

Weirdly craves cereal by the end of the night so he pours himself a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch and heatedly discussed with everyone whether milk or cereal should be poured first

Renjun

I don’t see him getting piss drunk. He would probably pace his drinks well across the night so he can make sure someone haechan and chenle wouldn’t puncture a hole in the host’s wall

He would be sitting around the fireplace outside, chatting to his friends or just random mutuals about anything

Probably ends up yelling scolding one of his friends at some point (e.g. hyuck) for taking too long in the bathroom

Calls everyone their respective Uber/partner to pick them up at 3am or tucking them into a random room to sleep

Always holding at least 2 vomit buckets after 11pm and waiting for disaster to happen (aka his friends threatening to puke on the living room floor)

Probably ends up with 10+ new followers on Instagram after every party because he literally talks to everyone and unwillingly became co-host of the party (because the original host got so wasted)

Very exhausted by the end of the night and swears to never go to one ever again (Spoiler: He does because Donghyuck drags him)

Jeno

You cannot tell me that this man would not be at the beer pong table 70% of the night, like nothing can distract this man from winning every round. A hot girl trying to fuck? Nope. Someone offering more alcohol? Nope. Jaemin is throwing up in the bathroom? Ok, maybe.

Unironically would like the taste of cheap beer (maybe he just used to the taste of it after the sheer amount he had to drink from that godforsaken game)

If he gets drunk enough he would start flexing his muscles and comparing sizes with the guys

Probably thinks he looks and acts like the sexiest person alive at that party but in reality becomes a cute little fluff ball and is babied by Jaemin whenever he sees him

He would not be aware of the volume of his voice and would start shouting everything that comes out of his mouth like Renjun could be like 5m away from him but he’d be like “JUN CAN YOU GET ME DORITOS FROM THE PANTRY” and would probably get repeatedly shushed

Ends up drunkenly walking home around 2am

Haechan

Goes ham on pre drinks and turns up to the party ‘fashionably late’ so he can make a grand entrance

He would be holding a bottle of some sort at all times (whiskey, vodka, tequila, soju pick your poison) and chugging it by the mouth and offering it to anyone he sees and suspects to be “too sober”

responsible for 80% of the queued songs on the party playlist and would turn the living room into a rave

Ubereats KFC halfway into the night, chowing down on way too many wicked wings and stubbornly not sharing to others or if he did, would ask them to venmo him double the money required because he charges “interest”

Would throw up in a fake plant by the end of the night

Jaemin

If this party had a theme/dress code he’s the type of person to dress up as himself ⎯ like the most effort he’ll put into a costume is writing Na Jaemin on an A4 piece of paper and sticking it to his shirt

Probably only came to the party because of the food and that Jeno was going

Mans would either be the most sober one there and taking care of his friends or wasted af and doing the stupidest shit like walking into the same closed door for the tenth time and getting pissed that it wouldn’t let him through

He would probably bring his film camera and take embarrassing photos of his friends and taunting them with it like a month later when the film gets developed

Complains about the taste of alcohol but keeps drinking because he has nothing else to do

He would end up passing out face first on the ground somewhere in the house by the end of the night and scaring the host the next morning

Chenle

Brings his own expensive ass alcohol as well as raiding the host’s stash too

Like Renjun, i also don't see him getting piss drunk but the difference is that Chenle’s goal of the night was to get black out drunk but couldn’t because his alcohol tolerance was too high

Either sitting by the fireplace being loud or running around the house and annoying people by being loud

The biggest hype man for his friends to do idiotic things (e.g. cheering hyuck on whilst he’s in the process of getting alcohol poisoning)

He would see some people smoking a joint and would join for the lols

He would be the reason for the party getting a noise complaint and the police turning up

Jisung

Probably would take him a couple hours into the party to get drunk and horrified/scared for his friends’ reputation whilst they’re drunk

But once the alcohol hits his system, he would be clinging onto his friends when drunk, wobbling around mumbling his love for everyone

If he has a crush on someone, you bet your ass he’s gonna drunk text a confession and cry when he gets rejected

Would accidentally eat someone’s pot brownies thinking it was the normal ones and being paranoid as hell for the rest of the evening

Would kiss someone jeno’s foot and wouldn’t remember it the next day until someone shows him photographic evidence

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weirdkpopgirl · 2 years

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Blind Date | Jeno Imagine #1

Title: Blind Date

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol

Word Count: 1292k

Author’s Note: This was something I came up with last week, and I’ve been wanting to write an imagine for our adorable Jeno. I hope you guys liked this one ^ - ^

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

“Please (Y/n)-ah! We just need one more person,” Your friend, Eunchae begged.

You let out a sigh of annoyance. Eunchae and a few other girls were going on a group blind date with some guys from the computer science department. One of the girls had a schedule conflict, meaning that they had to find someone else to sub in.

“There’s no point in me going,” You huffed. “Guys aren’t usually attracted to quiet, boring, plain-looking girls like me.”

Eunchae’s jaw dropped, “What are you talking about? You’re not ‘plain-looking’ or boring. And some guys do like quiet girls.”

You decided to ignore her and went on your way to the dorm building. But your friend refused to give up and continued to try and convince you to come.

“Eonnie, I’m just not interested in dating anyone,” You tried to deny her again. “You should really find someone else.”

Eunchae clasped her hands together, “I’ve already asked some other girls and they said they couldn't. You don’t have to be interested in dating, all you have to do is be there.”

Feeling exhausted from this conversation, you looked at your friend and knew she wasn’t going to let this go. Honestly, you had no desire to socialize. But Eunchae was desperate and it was just one night. Also, you couldn’t resist an opportunity for free food.

“Alright, I’ll do it.” You gave in, and Eunchae squeezed you into a hug as a response.

She pumped her fist in the air, “Yes! Thank you, my friend.”

~ ~ ~

Truthfully, this was the first time you were going on any sort of a date. Eunchae said it was going to be a casual get-together, so there was no need to dress too fancily right?

In the end, you chose a simple black top with a white cardigan and a pleated black skirt. You weren’t sure what to do with your hair, so you just left it down. Any makeup you put on was light, as you didn’t see much point since you were wearing glasses.

The designated place was a Korean barbeque restaurant. The guys hadn’t arrived yet, but all four girls were there.

“You look so pretty today!” Eunchae, who was sitting across from you, cheered. “Whoever your date is will be lucky.”

You laughed and shook your head, “You’re just saying that.”

A few anxious minutes later, the guys finally came. Everyone exchanged formal greetings and got situated. You were kind of taken back by how good-looking the boy you were paired up with was. He had nice-looking skin and dark hair was swept to one side, revealing his forehead. He was wearing a plain white shirt and ripped blue jeans.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you,” He bowed his head shyly after he got settled next to you. “I’m Lee Jeno, third-year computer science major.”

You found yourself smiling at him. “Oh, I’m (L/n) (Y/n), first-year creative writing major.”

“Creative writing? That sounds fun,” Jeno remarked.

“Well, it has its ups and downs,” You shrugged. Were you seriously blushing right now?

To your surprise, your date was able to keep a conversation going. Everyone around the table was chattering. But you still felt like you were alone, with this one person. Things got even better when the food arrived.

“Not bad,” You acknowledged, as you watched him skillfully cook the meat.

His proud smile went up to his eyes which formed into crescents. Cute, you couldn’t help thinking to yourself.

A few minutes later you asked, “Are you sure you don’t want me to help?”

“No, it’s fine. I can handle this,” He insisted while cutting a few pieces of pork belly with the scissors.

You frowned momentarily, before using your chopsticks to place a piece of meat on top of his rice bowl.

“You should eat some too,” You said quietly. In response, Jeno gave you an appreciative smile.

“Thank you.”

Honestly, you were a bit surprised with yourself. You’ve never taken such interest in a guy so fast. Somehow this adorable boy was able to charm you with just a few friendly exchanges.

Of course, there was a lot of drinking among the group. You didn’t like alcohol too much, so you only had a little bit. But it was a little unflattering to watch the other people at your table getting drunk as they poured more shots for each other.

Jeno, who seemed to be thinking the same, leaned closer to you. “Do you want to get out of here? There’s another place I know that’s nearby.”

Without much hesitation, you nodded and followed him out of the restaurant. No one seemed too bothered by you guys ditching them. You would probably have to message Eunchae later though.

Jeno ended up bringing you to the basement floor of a building where there was an arcade. The room was lit up with neon lights, and different types of games were everywhere.

“Do you like it?” He asked you, slightly wary of what your reaction would be. To his relief, you nodded excitedly.

“This looks so fun,” You gushed, your eyes scattering around. “Where should we start?”

He smiled and reached for your hand, “May I?”

You’ve never had a boy ask to hold your hand before, but you found this gesture so sweet. Too flustered to say anything, you simply nodded and let him hold your hand. He led you around.

“Wah, you’re so strong!” You exclaimed, eyes widened when he got the highest score on the hammer strength game.

His eye smile appeared again, happy to impress you. You guys played some other games, but your favorite was the claw machine.

“This one looks cute, don’t you think?” Jeno pointed to a Rilakkuma bear wearing a chef hat.

You took a closer look, pressing your fingers against the glass. “Should I try to get it?”

He didn’t expect you to say that because usually, it was the other way around. But Jeno wasn’t going to stop you. He was pretty surprised when you managed to get the bear.

“Wow,” was all Jeno could say when you handed the prize to him. You beamed and exchanged a shy laugh with him.

The night ended much too soon for the both of you. You’ve never been alone with a boy before, much less spent time with one. Jeno was a real man, but he had a cute side to him.

“Honestly, I wasn’t too sure about this blind date thing in the beginning,” Jeno confessed later, as he waited at the bus stop with you. “But now that I’ve met you, I think it was worth going.”

You glanced down, too shy to meet his eyes. “I also feel the same.”

“So…you wouldn’t mind seeing each other again?” Jeno asked, nervously pressing his palm against his first. “I know we just met and all, so I understand if you say—”

“No!” You lifted your head and shrank back when you realized you had spoken too quickly. “I—I mean, yes. I’d like to meet you again.”

Jeno was relieved to hear this and you guys exchanged numbers before you had to get on the bus. He couldn’t help smiling when you waved to him from the window. His heart was still thumping against his chest the rest of his way back home. He couldn’t wait to get to know you more.

° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ

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