#NCT AG
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Burn Marks
They had told her to be careful.
After a successful three days in Seoul, two days in Japan then the show two days ago in Madrid, AG had finally made it back to Paris. It had been years since the girls were in the city of love for Breakthrough’s music video shoot. This time, thankfully, no creepy guys or horrible managers were in sight.
The members got to enjoy a day on the town before a stage rehearsal later that night. Immediately, Moxy and Aurora dragged their other members through the streets until they reached Miss Eve’s bakery. The older woman was beyond happy to see the girls again, this time all grown up. Juno and Hannah understood why the youngest member couldn’t stop talking about the pastries. They all tasted heavenly. While eating, they filled Miss Eve in on what had been going on since she saw them last. They even brought more posters and memorabilla to line the bakeries walls.
“I know you all getting big. Every year, more and more fans stop to admire my posters. I tell them ‘I meet AG before becoming famous.” Miss Eve's bragging had the girls falling out of their seats.
Before they left, the girls invited Miss Eve to come to the concert, her eyes light up in excitement, “I bring niece! She big fan.” Miss Eve wouldn’t let them leave without bringing more food for their staff at the venue. The girls waved at Miss Eve as the car pulled off.
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It’s been a long rehearsal. AG would be lucky to be in bed by 3am. Being at a smaller venue meant, readjusting every single performance so they stayed safe. Fortunately, the end was in sight. The director wanted to run through five more songs, but first was Cannonball. In the Seoul stadium, Cannonball had huge balls of fire going off all around the stage. Because of the size the girls were free to run wild. In smaller stadiums, everything was shifted and restricted for the girls' safety. The director would rather be safe than sorry especially with Hannah and Aurora since they were closest to the pyro.
Everything was going smoothly until they spread out for the second verse of the song. Everyone was tired. The lethargy creeping into their bones had everyone acting silly in an attempt to make it through the song Aurora was jumping along with her group of dancers near the left of the stage. None of them paid attention to how close they had gotten the pyro until it was too late. The maknae flung her arm out just as her previously recorded voice screams “Let’s Go!” into the empty arena.
Aurora smelt it first. She couldn’t place the exact smell nor could Aurora describe it. Can one really explain the smell of burning.
Then the pain set in.
Aurora's terrified scream halted everyone. Her three older members all flinched at the sound, taking a moment to realize that sound came from Aurora before they surrounded her. Encircling her between them.
“What happened?”
“Aurora what hurts?”
“Do you need a doctor?”
Somebody's finger grazed the burn spot on her arms causing another shrill scream to echo around the venue. “It hurts unnie, it hurts.” Aurora whimpered, clutching her arm close to her chest. Hannah catches the eye of their leader nodding her head toward backstage. Nodding, Moxy takes off to find the doctor. Without prompt, Juno turns her attention to the dancers.
“Did you see what happened?” Juno asked. One of them, a female dancer that has been with AG for years, nodded.
“I guess we got too close to the pyro. Aurora-ssi flung her arm out just as the fire went off. Her arm was only in it for a second, Could that much damage happen that fast?” The dancer asked.
“I’ll be able to tell you in a moment.” The voice of the on-site doctor answered as Moxy followed behind him. He walked onto the stage with his first aid kit toward the two girls and kneeled down in front of them.
“Hi Aurora-ssi. It’s nice to meet you. I had hoped it wouldn’t be this soon but that's neither here nor there. I’m Doctor Choi and I’ll be traveling with you for the duration of your tour.” Doctor Choi placed his first aid kit in front of the quartet, opening it so they all could see inside.
“Now Aurora, Moxy-ssi has informed me that you’ve burned yourself on the pyro. Could I see your arm? I won’t even touch it. I just need to see how serious the burn is to determine if you need to go to hospital..” Aurora looked to her unnies first. At Moxy’s nod, she held her forearm out in front of them for Doctor Choi to examine. Compared to her complexion, the burn mark stood out. The skin had turned red, some places puffed up and bumpy.
“Good news, Aurora-ssi doesn’t need a hospital but we do need to move her backstage for me to treat her.” Doctor Choi closed his case and stood up. Worry grew between all four girls.
“Why backstage?” Hannah asked while helping Aurora stand without putting pressure on the younger arm. The doc was already walking to the back, the members forced to follow.
“Because she has second degree burns. They need to be treated properly and I don’t have all the supplies in need in my bag..” At the doctor’s answer, four pairs of footsteps sped up. Doctor Choi led them to his makeshift treatment room and enlisted the girls' help in patching up Aurora's arm.
Through each step he explained what he was doing and why. First, they rinsed the burn under cool water. “This’ll get the pain to stop.” Next, Doctor Choi had Hannah gently wash the area to disinfect it. Pangs of hurt ripple thru the older girls every time their maknae hissed in pain.
Then, as carefully as he could, the doctor spread petroleum jelly across the entire burn. “This is to keep the area hydrated while it heals. I’ll also get some gauze with petroleum jelly already on it.” Lastly, Doctor Choi wrapped the burn snug enough not to move while Aurora dances but not tight enough to hurt.
“Now, as long as you wash it every day and keep the wound hydrated with an ointment or more petroleum jelly, the burn should heal in three to four weeks. You’ll have to wear the gauze during performances though. If that’s all, I’d suggest Aurora-ssi sit out the rest of the rehearsal." Before she could argue, Moxy agreed.
“Actually, we're all heading back to the hotel until closer to showtime.”
Aurora shook her head, “Unnie we had four more songs to run through.”
“Four song rehearsals don’t take priority over your health. Thank you for your help Doctor Choi.” Moxy bowed while Hannah pushed the group out the door, through the stadium and to the parking lot where a car was already waiting for them.
The ride back was quiet, all the girls were rocked physically and emotionally from what happened to Aurora but nobody felt that more than the maknae herself. Now that the painkillers were kicking in, the pain was ebbing away. But the sight of her bandaged forearm was an ugly reminder of what happened. Finally the familiar front of their hotel greeted their eyes. Slowly, all four women dragged their bodies through the ornate lobby to the elevators. The maknae knew after everything that had happened, there was no way her unnies would leave her alone. But she just wanted a second to process. Aurora tugged on her leader’s sleeve. She mouthed the words, Code: Alone Time. Migyeong pursed her lips but nodded, everyone in NCT respected the codes. When the elevator opened, Moxy herded Juno and Hannah to her room leaving Aurora to enter hers. There was a bit of push back but one look silenced them. Aurora closed the door and flopped onto her bed finally able to breathe.
With nothing else to do, Aurora took a nap, taking care not to lay on her bandaged arm.
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Aurora didn’t know how long she was asleep until she felt fingers running through her hair, gently undoing the slight tangles. Aurora could tell it was Hannah. Her other members weren’t ones for gentle wake up calls.
“Eunji-ah? You awake?” Hannah murmured. Her fingers were pulling away but the maknae pushed her head back into her unnie’s palm. A soft smile grew on Hannah’s face, fingers continuing their mission. It was rare for Aurora to let her maknae tendencies loose.
“You gotta get up. It’s time to head to the venue.” The elder got a hum in response but neither moved to get up. Hannah wasn’t in a hurry to rush the younger singer. Aurora was strong but that didn’t mean she was immune to shock or pain. If she wasn’t ready then they’d postpone until Aurora was.
“I wanna inform the fans…about what happened.” she sat up, stroking her arm softly, “I don’t want them to worry when they see this bandage tonight.”
Hannah reached over ruffling Aurora hair, “I think we can make that happen. But first we gotta visit the doc and get that gauze changed.”
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Hello this is SM Entertainment,
We’re here to inform the fans of a minor injury update. At the rehearsal for NCT AG’s concert in Paris tonight, Aurora sustained a minor burn on her arm. She is okay and has been treated already. Aurora has also chosen to perform tonight and will keep her arm wrapped until the injury heals completely.
Aurora is okay and urges fans to ease their worries and enjoy the show.
We wish Aurora a speedy recovery and good luck for the concert tonight.
Comments:
Not Aurora!!!
Glad they said she chose to perform
Omo!! I hope she’s okay
How the heck did she get burned during rehearsal
Paris czennies!! Cheer extra loud for our maknae tonight.
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First part of the Tour!Angst is in the books!!!! I hope you all liked it. I've been writing these since last year so I hope they live up to the work I've put in. Next up is Moxy so until then have a great day!! ~ Author Izzy
Taglist: @alixnsuperstxr / @1-800-call-ria / @sophrodite / @sunflower-0180
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xiaodery during on my youth era ♡
#wayv#nct#nctinc#wayvnet#hendery#xiaojun#useroro#marekwan#ninqztual#eritual#tuseral#dearestmillie#rhitag#aleksbestie#userbexrex#higabi#erigifs#eri.nct#eri.wayv#you know how i feel about same age best friends who are so close even the rest of the group has to clown them .#they are so 😭#dejun. ✈️💫#hendrrarry. ✈️🦄
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WAYV
NCT 2023 - Golden Age
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attention.
❝ beg for it. ❞
pairing; mark lee x (f) reader
genre/warnings; pure filthy smut, profanity, daddy mark,mark teasing you, you being desperate (the usual), finger sucking, thigh riding, making out, hints of sadism (?), dry humping, mark calling you good girl
summary; mark is not the saint everyone paints him out to be. you’re surprised at his reaction to your need of his affection.
word count; 980
authors note; i know i said i wouldn’t be writing… i didn’t! this is something i’ve had for a while that just needed some freshening up! hope you all enjoy ;) if i have any misspellings it's bc im editing this at 3 am....
YOU LOVED ATTENTION.
it was a natural thing for you to yearn for. what you didn’t really expect was for you to beg for it. while meeting mark, you underestimated the power he has over you. unintentionally, his charm and charisma lured you in unexpectedly.
mark is sweet, kind, and well-rounded. never would you have assumed that “tease” would be a word to describe him.
you sat on his lap, arms around his neck and teasingly biting his lips. ceasing your makeout session at random times to tease him even further. your knees squeeze closer around his waist while his hand's sliver down from your hips to your thighs. he grunts every time you scoot closer to his crotch, his visible hard-on pressing against your clothed core.
breaking your lips apart from his, you rest your hands on his knees, leaning back to catch air while closing your eyes. slightly panting at the intensity of the contact of lips. mark opens his legs wider, hands back on your waist. squeezing your hips with the desperation to be in you, he sits back more comfortably while he rests back against the couch.
his hand slivers up to your throat, bringing you face to face with him. the last thing you hear is a gravelly “god fucking damn,” before your body buzzes again. mark brings your lips against him, smothering you in his taste. closing your eyes you feel nothing but a dopamine rush throughout your veins and your pussy pulsing to have mark on you. your body seems to be burning every second mark touches you. his hand lays against the back of your neck, somehow pushing your lips even further into his. teeth clash into one another but neither of you pays no mind.
you don’t notice the whimpering noises in your throat– not so subtly made– or your core trying to push against mark’s jean-clad cock. you do though– notice mark's tilting smirk that edges you on further to let him roll his tongue into you. a guttural groan breaks the thin air. “fuck baby,” mark breaks away after noticing the way your hips try to push against his cock even more, almost like you were instinctively searching for him.
“more mark p-please more,” you exclaim while gripping his static hands on your hips. you needed him, and badly, desperately, like your brain or body is unable to function without his dick in you. heat rising from your tummy while waiting for mark to take you to his room.
“beg for it.”
startled at the way he sounded, demanding and absorbed in his own arousal. he doesn’t wait for your response, only moving you onto one of his thighs.
“know how much you like attention baby, better give me a good show.”
you say nothing other than whimper at his command, too desperate to at least feel something, even if it were his thigh. your underwear is nothing but a shield against his rough jeans. huffing at the difficulty to get off– even if you were still being stimulated– it wasn't enough. you needed mark. “please please mark,” you beg, hand scratching against his abs while the other tries to touch his hand.
“you better get off my thigh or you’re not getting anything at all,” mark swats your hands away and settles his hands on your hips once again. tears form from the frustration. mark knew, no matter what you tried to do, you can’t get off without him. he says nothing after, only leaning back and observing you in amusement and need. wetness seeps through your panties and onto his thigh, making the air thicker between you two as you both glance and acknowledge your wetness.
mark was on edge. he loved seeing you this way– desperate, trying to get off with no avail. he was edging himself along with you, palming his achy and leaking cock. groaning, he couldn’t wrap his head at how beautiful you looked. tears dampening your eyelashes, cheeks heated up and legs tense from the frustration.
he says nothing as he tenses up his thigh, enjoying the way you throw your head back in relief he's giving you something. you rock your pussy against him faster, almost bouncing on him, gripping his shoulders as mark traces your lips. spending a few seconds circling, entering his pointer and middle finger into your mouth to make you gag.
becoming breathless from not only the intrusion but the euphoria you feel head to toe. fastening your actions, bubbling in the excitement that you finally get to come. at least, that's what you think until you hear mark utter, “don’t come yet.”
you’d be embarrassed to see yourself in your haze of arousal, begging more than you would ever admit. sucking on mark’s fingers like it was the actual object you longed for, letting him gag you with his fingers and spanking you heavy-handedly.
“say thank you,” mark states, gripping your chin to bring your face closer to his. his fingers still in your mouth, you moan at the heat rampaging throughout your body, tingling all the right nerves for release. impatiently, he lets go of your chin and slaps your behind again, urging you to say the words. you don’t waste any more time, knowing his command is all you need to let go.
“thank you, daddy, th-”
“good girl. let go for me baby,” mark utters breathily, teeth clenching while watching you shake on his lap. moans spilling out, increasing in pitch as you cum. laying flat against his chest, catching your breath, and wiping away the tears from your eyes. mark kisses you on your forehead, resting against you.
“did so well baby, feelin’ okay?” he asks. nodding your head, you slither your hand against his bulge. mark groans out in surprise, giving you a questioning look.
“thought i’m supposed to give you a show, daddy?”
#nct mark#mark lee#nct mark lee#nct#nct dream#nct 127#nct smut#nct dream smut#mark lee smut#nct mark smut#nct drabbles#mark lee x reader#lol hope you enjoyed#sigh#i felt like a middle aged woman writing her spicy books#anywayyysss enjoyyy#wormythoughtswithh
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YUTA
Numero TOKYO
(for @justsomekpopstuff <3)
#yuta#nakamoto yuta#nct#nct127#nct yuta#*mine#my gif#tw eyestrain#hi jj i hope u dont mind me tagging u<3 i was inspired by ur yuta loving hours yesterday and i just. had to fawn over him#and i remembered i had this video downloaded from ages and ages ago and forgot to gif it at the time. and now ;_; he!!!!#that mole on his upper arm is suddenly very important to me#i WOULD like to eat him alive. thanks <3#(the bg on that last gif almost reduced me to tears. it still looks RUFF but i would like to not talk about it.)
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TEN & YANGYANG | The Summer Talk EP. 2
#wayv#nct#nctinc#wayvnet#wayvedit#nctedit#ten#yangyang#ten lee#chittaphon leechaiyapornkul#liu yangyang#gifs#userbexrex#oorieri#tuseral#heyteo#i wanted to make gifs of this ages ago n then forgot lmao
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studio choom ◇ CHENLE
#chenle#zhong chenle#nct dream chenle#nctinc#p: zhong chenle#posted#tw: flashing#purple#orange#ages since i last made a gif???? but i just had to#bellybutton flash hello
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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ nct 2023 ; golden age "♡ᵎ ꒱
jeno, ten, jaehyun
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Aurora in icantfeelanything Teasers
There was a massive lore drop for fans with the release of these teasers.
Aurora's staging in these teaser are just as interesting as Jisung's
In the first photo, Aurora's feet are completely unblemished. No blood, scars or bandages.
Second Photo: In the group photo Aurora stands on Renjun's left but she staring dead at Jisung
Third photo: Aurora is curled up with her legs wrapped around her arms. Her face hidden behind her arms. She's sat in front of Jisung's chair
Three interesting photos are included in her solo pictures
First photo: Aurora from the top of the staircase looks down at the boys standing in a circle.
Second photo: Aurora lays in the ground, her shadow extends above her. From her shadow, seven tendrils of shadow reach out in several different directions
Third photo: Seven burning flowers are in a circle on the floor. Instead of a eight one, Aurora stand in its place holding a perfectly bloomed flower with a despondent look.
In terms of fashion, Aurora's look was just like the rest of dream except her white shirt had ruffles on the collar and the sleeves.
These teasers were used, not only to restablish somthing being up with Jisung, but also to show Aurora's not right either.
For some reason Aurora's not affected by what's going on with the members. And it up to the fans to find out
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I really wrote this cause my AG lore senses were tingling after these teasers dropped. I kind of want to do a reddit post or tweet thread explaining what the fans theorize about AG's lore and their place within NCT's lore. If you want that let me know. Otherwise, Have a great day!! ~ Author Izzy
#NCT AG#NCT AG.Aurora#NCT AG.Info#nct female addition#nct female member#kpop addition#kpop!au#kpop!oc#kpop!addition#nct female oc#kpop female member#fictional idol oc
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yuta x jaehyun x johnny | fact check m/v
nct 127
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WAYV for VIJION VOL. 2
#oh yangyang he's crazy#wayv#nct#nctinc#wayvnet#useroro#marekwan#ninqztual#eritual#tuseral#dearestmillie#rhitag#aleksbestie#userbexrex#higabi#eriedits#eri.nct#eri.wayv#reverse age order to change things up teehee#they r so royalty
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"Baggy Jeans 👖"
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[NCT] Doyoung ☆ Space
☆ f!reader
☆ a bit of angst, fluff
☆ 1.6k words
☆ Summary: “No matter how you fight and how angry you are at each other, always remember two things: always eat together when it’s mealtime and never go to sleep without saying I love you.”
“No matter how you fight and how angry you are at each other, always remember two things: always eat together when it’s mealtime and never go to sleep without saying I love you.”
These were the words your grandmother often used to say whenever she would fight with your grandfather. They weren’t empty words, either. No matter how angry she felt, if it was time for lunch or dinner, she would always prepare the food and ask you to set the table, then call for your grandfather to come and join you. Your grandfather would be still grumbling under his nose but begrudgingly sat down by the table. As the warm food filled their stomachs and eased their irritation, they would soon find a solution to whatever issue they had.
If it was nighttime and you had a sleepover at your grandparents’ place, you would see through the crack of the slightly open door how your grandfather turned off the tv and your grandmother put the crossword puzzle down to her nightstand, and they would mutter quiet – quieter than usual – I love yous to each other before sleeping. You remember wondering about this a lot while you were growing up. They probably really didn’t want to say those words to each other at the moment, but when they said it, they’d definitely meant it. No matter how much they fought or what their fight was about, it was an undeniable truth that they loved each other and it was good to remind themselves of this fact.
When they woke up the next morning, they would once again act like always, their grudges gone with their exhaustion, vanished by sleep.
These moments from your childhood and your grandmother’s words have always stuck with you. You thought that this would be the way you solve the fights that will inevitably occur in your future relationships too, however, you’ve never realized how difficult it is to paint this seemingly ideal picture on the canvas of your life.
When Doyoung told you that he needs some space after your first fight, you felt panic take over you. The instinctual fear that he would leave you and everything was over made it impossible to do anything except stand in stunned silence as you watched him walk out the door.
It was already evening when he left and as the hours passed while you watched the sky darken outside the window, your unease just kept growing and growing.
At first you felt defensive. Why did he have to react like that? Why did he have to just storm out? Couldn’t you have talked this out like adults and looked for a different solution? This wasn’t your fault.
Then you felt guilty. Maybe you should have reacted differently too. Did you do anything to help and ease the situation? Didn’t you start yelling too? This was partly your fault too.
Finally, you only felt worry. It’s getting late and the nights are cold. He just stormed out without a jacket. Did he at least bring his phone and wallet with him? You didn’t know. Where did he go? Is he okay? Your stomach growled. Right, it’s way past dinnertime. Did he eat somewhere? Did he go to a friend? You missed him. You were sorry. You wanted to apologize and make everything better.
Releasing a tired sigh, the words of your grandmother popped up in your mind and you realized what you had to do.
Feeling a resolve ignite and start burning inside you, you stood up and headed to the kitchen. You quickly checked what groceries you had at hand and decided on something that’s both easy to make and fitting for dinner. Then, as you were waiting for it to cook, sent a message to Doyoung.
Now all that was left is to hope. Your grandfather had always come to eat when your grandmother called him. Thinking about it from a fresh point of view, wasn’t this because he didn’t want to fight either and waited for the right opportunity to make up?
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Doyoung regretted storming out as soon as he stepped through the doorstep but there was no going back from that point. His pride wouldn’t have been able to take the embarrassment of turning back and facing you again. He was angry, frustrated, upset. He didn’t want to leave but he didn’t want to apologize either, so he kept going until the door closed behind his back.
He felt stupid. He had no idea where to go. Calling a friend to rant was his first idea but what would he say? That he couldn’t handle the conflict and ran away? His friends would only tell him to man up and go back to you so you can talk properly and solve the problem at hand.
He felt angry, not at you but at himself for letting his emotions take the better of him and not reacting as he should have. This was not his fault but it wasn’t yours either. Or maybe it was both of your fault in some ways. This didn’t matter anymore because he knew that blaming only one of you was wrong.
He felt desperate because he wanted to run back to you but felt like he couldn’t. He was worried about you, that he made you even more upset and he felt guilt stab into his heart when he wondered if his leaving made you cry. He was afraid that you don’t even want him to go back now and you would never forgive him. He made the wrong decision and closed the door on something that made him the happiest.
Drowning in all these doubts, he heard his phone ping in his pocket. He didn’t remember that he had his phone on him and he wasn’t in the mood to use it or talk with anyone so he ignored the signal of a new message at first. However, a few minutes passed and a little voice in his head started to become louder and louder: what if that message is from you?
Once this thought formed in his head, he couldn’t brush it away anymore. The only thing disrupting it was the shadow of doubt, making him wonder if you texted him not to come home or that you want to break up with him. Still, no matter what your message held, he had to see it. He clung to that sliver of hope and unlocked his phone.
“Dinner is almost ready. Come home and talk?”
It was such a simple message but Doyoung immediately felt a little lighter and some tears prickling his eyes. This was what he needed; call it an excuse, a chance, a call. Now he could go home to you and make things right again. Everything would be fine.
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That night, after Doyoung came back and you exchanged tearfully muttered I’m sorrys in each other’s arms, you sat down to talk about your fight while eating the dinner you made.
The warm steam of the food created a peaceful atmosphere that indeed made it easier to open up and discuss things while keeping the other’s perspective and feelings in mind as well. By the time your plates emptied out, the conflict was resolved as well.
You knew that there could be a time when the fight would be more serious and finding a solution would be more difficult, that a single meal together wouldn’t give you enough time to work it out completely, but you hoped that both you and Doyoung would still have the intention to try, to have patience for each other.
Now laying in bed with his arms wrapped around your middle tightly and pulling you as close to his chest as possible, you told Doyoung all about your summer vacations at your grandparents’ house and how it ended up helping you in this situation.
Doyoung leaned over to give you a soft kiss, and said, “Your grandmother was a wonderful person, and you’re just as wonderful.”
“What do you mean?” You felt confused because you didn’t know why only your grandmother was the wonderful one.
Doyoung pulled you impossibly closer and buried his face into your neck. “She always made the first move to make up and she always gave your grandfather an opportunity to apologize without hurting his pride. It’s not easy to do that.”
“Oh,” you hummed, finding his hands under the covers and caressing them where they rested on your stomach, “but it wouldn’t have had a meaning if my grandfather ignored her efforts, right?”
“That’s true. I can tell he really loved her.”
“They both really loved each other.”
There was a moment of profound silence, both of you sinking into your thoughts, mulling over everything that happened today and over the memory of your grandparents.
In the end, Doyoung was the one who broke it, “I love you.”
When you didn’t reply immediately, he continued, “I know it’s impossible for us to never fight again but I really don’t want to fight with you. I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want to forget that I love you even for a second. So even if we end up fighting, I’ll try to be even better than your grandfather so you won’t have to always do the first step to call me back. I’ll make an effort for you too.”
“I love you too.” There were many words flitting inside your head, trying to connect in a reply to his confession, but the only result came out as a simple line with a smile before you turned around in his arms and pressed your lips against his.
You kissed softly, slowly but every movement held a thousand of emotions conveying your love for each other. From that day onwards, there was never a time when you went to sleep without saying I love you to each other, and Doyoung honored his promise to take the first step sometimes too. From then on, no matter how bad a fight might have gotten, one of you would go to the kitchen and after the food disappeared, no grudges were left.
#nct 127#kim doyoung#nct doyoung#nct 127 imagines#nct 127 scenarios#nct 127 fanfic#nct 127 x reader#doyoung imagines#doyoung scenarios#doyoung fanfic#doyoung x reader#nct imagines#nct scenarios#nct fanfic#this is not even 2k words but it's HUGE to me sldjfsldkfjsdfl#i'm not sure how i feel about it overall but i've been wanting to write this idea for ages so i'm glad it's finally out#i hope you'll enjoy
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