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notes: hannah tries her best to send taeyong off to the navy. (dialogue written in italics are spoken in english)
setting: jeju international airport, 240415
wc: 1,175
content warning: taeyong’s enlistment
“You good, Hans?”
Mark’s voice pulled Hannah back down to earth. As soon as he sat down next to her, she leaned into his side and glanced at Donghyuck, who stood a few steps away on the phone with Taeyong. She was the last of the three of them who’d be on the phone with him since they decided to go by age.
She groaned while pulling her hat down by the visor. Next to her, Mark was shuffling in his seat until he had his arm around her, lightly patting her shoulder.
“This isn’t fair,” she ran her hand down her face. “Is it so hard to say no to even just one event so we could have all come home yesterday?”
She could feel the 99-liner squeeze her shoulder, “You know how it is, Hans. Hyung knows, too.”
“We tried so hard,” she slumps further into his side, “and we don’t even get a glimpse of him in real life before he leaves!”
The two of them could only sit in silence after that. The three 127 maknaes had taken it upon themselves to rearrange their schedule in order to reach their leader’s send off, but they were beat.
That’s how they found themselves in Jeju.
The stress of trying to make it in time was something she didn’t think she’d ever go through. Months ago when their leader first told them he was enlisting, she thought she’d be right there with the rest of 127 (and maybe all of NCT) to send their leader off.
She didn’t expect to look at their managers’ itinerary only to find they wouldn’t even be in Korea on the day of.
“Hyung wants to know why his princess is pouting.”
“I’m not pouting,” Hannah looked up to glare at Donghyuck until she realized who was on the small screen looking at her. “Oppa!”
The older 00-liner snickered while handing her the phone and placing the bluetooth headphones over her ears. In her excitement to stand up, she elbowed Mark in the ribs.
“I gotta take this,” she jogged over to the isolated corner for a semblance of privacy then looked at the smiling man on the screen. “Boss! How are you? Are the oppas treating you okay? Did you get my present? Have you met any other people you’re entering with?”
“Calm down, Haeeunie,” Taeyong chuckled, “breathe. I’m alright, missing you kids. Everyone’s treating me the same, I haven’t really met anyone yet, and what present?”
A grin made its way to her face, “I snuck something into your backpack last week when I helped you pack some stuff.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” he smiled at her.
Seeing him smile pulled at something in her chest. She squeezed her eyes shut, slipping her sunglasses on. She did not want to cry in front of Taeyong, but it felt impossible to do. She went for the second best option: not letting him see.
“Hey,” Taeyong held his phone closer to his face so she could only see one of his eyes on the screen, “I want to see your face before I go.”
That did it. A tear escaped.
“Oh,” she sighed while taking off her hat and moving her sunglasses up her head to hold her hair back, “I hate that we’re not there with you!”
He gave her a sad smile once he held his phone at a normal angle again, “Don’t worry about it. We know how hard you three worked to get here, and I love you for it. You did everything you could, and that’s what matters, alright?”
“Alright,” her voice came out as a whisper. “I’m really sorry, Oppa.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, Haeeunie,” he reassured her. “I promise. And you know I don’t take my promises lightly, especially not with you.”
She bit her lip, nodding instead of talking. Talking would just make her cry harder. But Taeyong wasn’t done talking.
“You know what?” His tone brightened, “I’m going to make you another promise right now. After basic training, when I get my phone back, you’ll be the first person I call after my mom and my sister. Sound good?”
“Sounds great,” to her luck, her voice didn’t shake, “and I’ll have Hyuck and Markie with me.”
“Good, good,” Taeyong nodded.
Hannah smiled, “And you bet I’ll drop any schedule I have then and there and drag those two with me so we can talk to you.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t expect any less.”
“Unfortunately?”
“As your leader,” he shrugged with a mischievous smirk, “but, as one of your big brothers, I say have at it, Boss Lady.”
Laughs slipped past her lips, in time with his. “You better look out, oppa, because I’m planning on doing something to anger the company for not having the balls to reschedule or say no to one event.”
He grinned at her, “Can’t wait for you to tell me all about it. Don’t give your oppas too much grief.”
She was about to retort when a muffled voice caught Taeyong’s attention. His frown told her all she needed to know.
“How much time you got there?” she asked him.
“Not a lot,” he admitted, “but I’m gonna tell you what I need you to hear right now before I leave, okay?”
“Okay.”
“First of all,” he began, “it’s not your fault, okay? We can put the blame on the weather. Second, I miss you, and I’m going to miss you, but this’ll pass and either you’ll be able to visit me or I can go on leave. Watch over the boys, you know most of our brain cells rest in you. But also don’t forget to allow them to take care of you. I love you, Haeeunie, a lot.”
“I love you, too, Oppa,” she smiled at him, wiping away the tears that were starting to fall. “You stay safe. Don’t get sick, don’t get hurt.”
“I’ll try my best,” he nodded, “now go and get the other two with you so I can say bye to all of you!”
With a nod, she walked back to the two boys with her, sitting on Donghyuck’s lap and throwing her legs over Mark’s. She handed the phone to Mark, who turned the bluetooth off.
“You kids take care of each other,” Taeyong began with a smile. “I’ll see you when I see you. It won’t be too long.”
The three 127 maknaes said their goodbyes and watched as Taeyong clicked out of the call. They sat in silence for a few seconds, staring at the black screen.
That was it.
That was them sending their leader off. That was the first time they were sending off one of their big brothers, and this was how it ended.
“This isn’t fair,” she muttered, leaning her head on Donghyuck’s shoulder.
Her twin flame sighed, “It really isn’t.”
“It’ll be okay,” Mark gave her knee a squeeze. “Hyung knows we love him and that we’d do anything to be with him right know. He’ll be okay.”
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notes: hannah is tired from practice on christmas eve but comes home to a surprise from one of her favortie people
setting: lee siblings dorm, december 24, 2023
word count: 1353
(dialogue in italics are spoken in english)
Practice ran late, considering their performance was the next day. Hannah was worried about Mark seeing as he was performing for three units in a row, and he never seemed to stop going full out. Now, as they were heading to their dorm, Hannah, Haechan, and Mark were silent in the car.
She looked over at the other two, just in time to see Haechan check his phone like he got a notification, and Mark asleep, somehow still muttering the lines of his raps even unaware.
“He needs to take a break,” Hannah muttered.
“I agree,” Haechan put his phone down, shocking her because she didn’t think he was paying attention, “I already reported him to Yoonmi. I’m also taking him up to Taeyong hyung because he wants to leader-talk him. Will you be okay going up to the sixth floor on your own?”
She nodded at him, “I’ll make us a good dinner. Any requests?”
“I trust the chef,” he gave her a tired smile. “I also want you in bed by midnight, so something quick.”
“Got it, oppa,” she chuckled and looked out the window.
The rest of the trip was silent, and so was the elevator ride. Mark was half-asleep on his feet, so Haechan gave her hand a squeeze before helping Mark off the elevator on the fifth floor. She, on the other hand, felt like she was hallucinating.
Once the elevator doors opened, she could smell food. She was tired, but was she tired enough to hallucinate the smell of food? Or hungry enough?
Shrugging off the fact that the smell got stronger the closer she got to the dorm door, she quickly punched in her code and walked into her safe space.
The sound of clinking in the kitchen caught her attention, so she looked through the window between the living area and her kitchen to find a familiar figure clumsily yet carefully going over multiple pans on the stove.
“Yangyang?” She smiled and quickly dropped her coat and bag before she made her way into the kitchen as he turned around to face her, “Schnucki, what are you doing here?”
“I spent the afternoon with Kun-ge helping me cook a nice dinner for our two years,” he pressed a kiss to her cheek before turning the stove off.
Hannah froze as she realised what day it was. Christmas eve. It was their two year anniversary, and she still hasn’t greeted him!
“Oh my god,” she rushed to her room and grabbed the box she had wrapped up and rushed back into the kitchen, showing him the box.
“What is this?” Yangyang gently took the box from her with a smile.
She raised an eyebrow at him, “A present, obviously.”
“I’ll open it in a bit, but for now,” he placed it on the kitchen counter before picking up a spoon, scooping some soup up, and blowing it while holding it for Hannah to try, “I want you to tell me if this is heated well enough for you.”
She smiled at him and tried the soup, humming as she savoured the flavours. “It’s heated well enough. And it tastes amazing.”
“Really?” Yangyang placed the spoon down on a small spare plate. On her hum of approval, he tucked a finger under her chin, tilting her head to face him, “Let me try.”
To Hannah’s delight, Yangyang pressed his lips against hers, tilting his head and wrapping his free arm around her waist to pull her closer to him. But he pulled away too quick for her liking.
“I think it tastes good,” he leans down, just so their noses are touching.
“You think so?”
“Yeah.”
“Why don’t you try again just to make sure?”
With that, she reached up, holding his cheek with one hand and resting her other on his shoulder, pulling him in and slotting their lips together.
For a blissful moment, she let herself melt into her the way her boyfriend's hands felt warm on her waist and how soft his lips felt against hers. She suddenly felt light on her feet once again, all the exhaustion leaving her body as a subtle buzz took its place.
A laugh slipped past her lips as soon as she felt his tongue poke them, making her pull back and give him a look. He just shrugged in mock innocence.
“You told me to try it!”
“You’re being opportunistic,” she took some plates and bowls from the cupboard, placing one of each in his hands and starting to scoop food onto his plate and into his bowl.
He simply placed a kiss on her temple, “But you love it.”
“Mhmm, sure,” she moved to fill her dishes, “why don’t you go on over there with your food and your present, and see what I got you. I’ll be right there with you in a minute.”
He walked over to her coffee table with his plate stacked on top of the present and the bowl in his second hand, carefully but quickly making his way. She chuckled and filled up her own dishes, jumping slightly in surprise as an extra set of hands took her plate and bowl from her and pressing another kiss to her cheek.
She raised her eyebrow at him. “You’re very kissy today.”
“Can’t help it,” he placed her dishes down and helped her sit on the carpet before sitting next to her, “I now officially have been dating you a year longer than my unrequited crush era.”
She lightly shoved him to the side. “You are way too corny. Open your present.”
Yangyang grinned at her, tearing away the wrapping paper to reveal a Nike box. With his love for sneakers, he excitedly threw the box open, only for his eyes to widen when he saw what was inside.
“No way,” he picked up the shoes, a grin on his face, “Did you do this? Did you paint the WayV pets on these?”
The fascination on his face at the realistic images of his pets on the shoes made her grin, “I did. Do you like it?”
“I love it,” he gave her a quick kiss then took pictures, sending it to the WayV group chat.
“Alright then,” she placed a fork in his hand, but he stopped her.
“Nope,” he reached under the couch and pulled out a paper bag, “you didn’t think I came here giftless, did you?”
She looked curiously at him, “I thought the surprise anniversary dinner was your present.”
He just shook his head and gestured to the paper bag. Hannah complied and pulled the bag open, peeking past all the crepe paper to find something she could recognize a mile away.
“You didn’t,” she pulled the jacket out, unfolding it and missing the grin he gave her. “No fucking way, Yangyang! You got me the Diesel L-Kriti coat?”
Yangyang gently took it from her, helping her slip it on over her shirt, “You’ve been talking about it for a while now.”
“This is, like, 2 million won,” she looked at him in slight concern.
He simply untucked her hair from the jacket, resting his hand on the side of her face. “No jacket or amount of money can compare to how much you mean to me.”
Yangyang gently pulled her closer to him and into a kiss once more, trying to express how genuinely he meant his statement through his actions.
“I love you,” he murmured as soon as they took a moment to breathe.
She smiled, leaning towards him, leaning her head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arms around her in a hug, “I love you.”
They sat, basking in each other’s presence for a moment before Hannah sat up and looked at him questioningly. He looked at her as well.
A smirk made its way onto her face, “You kicked Mark and Hyuck out for this, didn’t you?”
“They’ll be back by midnight, and I swear we made food for everyone else, too!” He then looked at their table then back at her. “I think we might need to reheat our food…”
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hellooooo i miss hannah sm that can u pls make an hc where the neos are being protective of her ??? i miss hannah and the neos :((
hi hun! i miss hannah, too, so i’ve got you~ 🥰 i don’t know if this counts as protective, but welp here you go! hopefully you like it!
WARNING: blood
notes: italic conversations are spoken in english
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“It’s not that bad!”
“Lee Haeeun, you will get your ass over here right now and treat that.”
Hannah rolled her eyes at Haechan while he dragged her to the rest of the 127 members. On their way to practice, she had tripped over her shoelaces, which wouldn’t have come undone if it weren’t for the rush the two were in, and her arm had hit the corner of a door frame. She didn’t even notice it was bleeding until Haechan looked at it and practically screamed.
“Honestly, Duckie,” she laughed to hide her wince while she pressed her hanky a little harder onto the gash, “you’re already overreacting. What more would the others do if they just see me turn up with blood on my arm?”
Haechan simply looked at her with a serious face before pulling the door open and bringing her inside. “This. Hyungs! Haeeun’s dying!”
“I’m not dying!”
Her words were drowned by the sound of worried calls of her name and footsteps running in their direction.
Jungwoo had reached her first and gently pulled her hanky away to see the damage. His eyes widened when he saw that, although slowly, blood still dripped from the slightly deep cut.
“Mark, Jaehyun, call someone from the medical facility.” Taeyong’s voice rang clear as he took a spare towel he had and rolled it up, pouring a bit of water on it. “Somebody look for the emergency kit in here.”
Doyoung and Taeil immediately began to look around the room for the kit the staff had placed there in case of emergency injuries.
“What did you do, Kitsune?” Yuta lightly thumped the side of her head, making Jungwoo swat the older’s arm away. The Japanese boy merely resorted to having her stand for a bit so he could place her on his lap.
She sighed while handing her arm to Taeyong who had gestured for her to place it in his hand. “I just tripped and hit a corner. It’s nothing big, I swear! You can ask Duckie!”
The 127 members sitting by her all turned towards Haechan. The other maknae crossed his arms and frowned at her.
“It is big,” he pointed out the wound Taeyong was cleaning the blood out of, “it looks really bad! I don’t understand how she’s not writhing in pain right now!”
She was about to speak up, but Johnny beat her to if. “Hate to break it to you, kiddo, but that does look like it might need stitches.”
A groan escaped past her lips. Not Johnny, too! She was already being coddled by Jungwoo and Yuta while Taeyong cleaned her wound. Doyoung was also freaking out, from what she could see through the corner of her eye. Not to mention Haechan was on his phone, searching for a way to help take care of her wound.
It’s not like she didn’t like the fact that they took care of her. She did promise that she’d act more like a maknae than an older member, but it almost felt like too much especially for a simple cut on her arm. It’s not like she had fractured anything, one bandage and she’ll be fine!
Yet they had Mark and Jaehyun run to the other side of the building, still. It’s not like they hadn’t treated wounds before. Thankfully Taeil still kept his head on straight.
“I called manager hyung,”
She stood corrected.
“Oppa!” Her incredulous look was met with a stern look.
“Hannah, that’s not just a shallow cut.” Taeil approached her and looked at the wound alongside Taeyong. “Taeyong’s been wiping away at it, but the blood isn’t stopping.”
The eldest member took the towel from Taeyong and gently pressed it onto the gash with more pressure than even she did a while ago. This made her flinch.
“Oh, my poor baby,” Jungwoo patted her cheek. “It must hurt a lot, huh?”
“You don’t need to hide it,” Yuta had nuzzled his cheek onto her head and lightly squeezed her around the waist.
She scoffed. “I’m 22 this year. I don’t think I should be fazed by something as minor as this.”
“Is it really minor, though? Hyung, try lifting her arm.” Doyoung came with a clear box in his hand. Haechan took it from him and quickly looked through the contents.
Lifting her arm? It’s not like that would be a problem since it wasn’t broken or anything. They were seriously underestimating her, if they thought that something as small as a cut would stop her from—
Her thoughts were cut off by a sharp pain that made her jolt.
“Exactly my point,” Doyoung noted. “Look, there’s even some bruising going on around it.”
“I knew the metal on the doorframes was a bad idea.” Harchan grumbled as he handed Taeil an antibiotic cream to put on her wound. He found the gauze and the medical tape as well and began opening them.
Johnny lightly ruffled her hair. “You’re gonna be resting from dance practice for a while.”
Her eyes widened, but Taeyong spoke. “Hannah, that gash is about 2 and a half inches long. It looks deeper than what you make it out to be, and Doyoung’s right. You’re bruising and can barely lift your arm above 45 degrees.”
“It’s like getting my vaccine again,” she snorted.
“Hey,” Taeil tapped her temple before taking the gauze from Haechan, “serious time. When Mark and Jaehyun come back with a medic, we’ll have you checked over and see if you can take a painkiller. After that, we’re going to the hospital because you genuinely might need this stitched up, okay?”
She groaned and threw her head back onto Yuta’s shoulder. The Japanese boy laughed and pinched her cheek.
“Fine,” she huffed out, “but no one’s telling my boyfriend about this. He’s gonna freak.”
Johnny’s sheepish smile caught her attention. She narrowed her eyes as she watched him slowly tuck his phone into his pocket.
“You didn’t.”
“Technically, I told Ten.”
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notes: jisung just wants to know how hannah and her previous wound is doing while hannah has a quick existential crisis over her maknae
setting: january 2022
word count: 780
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“You can poke it. It won’t hurt, Sungie”
“It’s actually so long…”
Hannah merely chuckled while guiding Jisung’s hand towards the scar on her arm. It had been four months since she acquired the embarrassingly large wound, so it had completely closed into a long scar without any hint of pain coming from it. In those four months, her maknae never once came close to it out of fear he’d hurt her.
An amused smile formed on her face as the younger’s eyes widened in wonder while he lightly ran his fingers over the scar. To her, it was as if he wasn’t an adult yet despite being 21. The childlike wonder in his eyes never disappeared.
For five minutes, she sat as still as she could while the younger examined the scar. It was getting uncomfortable keeping her arm in that angle, but she could last a little longer.
“Noona,” Jisung’s voice questioned her with his eyes meeting hers, “are you sure it doesn’t hurt anymore? What if I accidentally press it too hard? Is it going to look like this forever?”
His questions made her laugh while she took her arm back from him while pressing on her own scar. “Yes, I’m sure it doesn’t hurt even when I press it. And, no, I’m considering getting it surgically fixed so it isn’t a weird bump, even if it stays discoloured. It’ll be easier to cover with makeup if it were flatter.”
The younger boy tilted his head in confusion as he looked back to her arm. This was strange to her. Sure, she caught each of the other members staring at her scar at least once, but they were mostly pained or concerned stares. Jisung, on the other hand, had no trace of these. Pure confusion was painted on his face as a slight pout formed on his lips.
“I get the removal thing,” he began, head tilting to the other side, “but why would you want to cover it with makeup? I think it looks cool.”
Cool? That was a first.
Usually, people would have told her that it was a shame for her practically porcelain skin to have been damaged like this. This combined with her own embarrassment of receiving the scar in the silliest and most careless way made her want to cover it up, so to hear it looked cool sounded different.
She glanced at the mirror by her dask and lifted her arm. The contrast that the scar made against her skin was intriguing. It almost looked like she got it in a fight or while doing some sort of stunt.
“Huh. I never thought about it as cool.”
Jisung simply shrugged at her. “I think it makes you look more human. Not that you don’t look human, it’s just that the company has been forcing you to keep your physical appearance perfect, so I think this is a good reminder that you aren’t some manufactured doll or something.”
Hannah looked at him in surprise. Just moments ago, her maknae was looking at her with childlike wonder. Now, she was looking at someone with a matured mindset about her scar that she didn’t even think about despite her priding herself in her maturity.
It was new to her, but, as much as she was proud of his maturity, she couldn’t help wishing he wouldn’t be too mature yet. A brief wave of sadness washed over her as she thought about him losing his naivety. Was this how the 127 members felt whenever they spoke to her?
“The fans think it looks cool, too,” the younger continued with a grin on his face. “They think it makes you look like a bad girl in the best way. I’ve seen the tweets. They don't know how you got it, right? What if we play along with their theories?”
There was the immaturity she was worried he had completely lost.
“You know what?” She ruffled his hair, making him attempt to remove her hand from his head and fix the mess she made. “Let’s try it on bubble.”
With an exchange of mischievous looks, they got their phones out and started sending out messages on bubble asking about how the fans think she got her scar. Amidst Hannah’s snorting and Jisung’s giggles, they were silent. Until Jisung spoke up.
“How long do you think the company’s gonna ban us from bubble after this?”
“They’ll try about two weeks I bet,” she looked at him but gave him a reassuring smile, “but let’s lessen that to five days. Leave it to me.”
Sure, she would get in trouble again, but her maknae’s excited smile was worth it.
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notes: hannah didnt want anyone to find out about her getting cut, but johnny slipped and messaged ten. yangyang just wants to be a good boyfriend. (italic conversations are spoken in english)
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Noise never really bothered Hannah.
In all honesty, she welcomed it. Being in a group with 23 men and having the 20 of them who don’t live there crash in her dorm on a daily basis, it felt weird to not have noise around her. It was some type of reassurance that her members were still there and that they weren’t uncomfortable with her. This was why she welcomed the noise.
Unless it was in a situation like this.
“Where is she?!” Her frantic boyfriend had burst into the practice room, immediately scanning the whole perimeter before spotting her. Of course, he was followed by Ten, who was probably the most vocal a out claiming her as a baby out of all the members.
She facepalmed with her uninjured hand and glared at Johnny, who simply shrugged at her. “See what you did?”
“Hey,” Yangyang’s hands cupped her face before he proceeded to look over her to see if there were more wounds than the one the medic had properly cleaned and covered, “are you okay? Does anything else hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?”
Ten, on the other hand, had shoved Haechan away from her side (playfully or not, she wasn’t so sure) and cradled her head to his chest. She blinked once before rolling her eyes at him.
“My baby is hurt,” he squished his cheek to the too of her head before giving the 127 members a look. “Who let this happen?”
“Doesn’t matter,” she shook her head out of Ten’s grip, “I’m fine! I just have to go to the hospital real quick and get this patched up. Nothing much, really.”
She was met with a silence of everyone staring at her with wide eyes. The last time something like this happened was in 2018, so the feeling of everyone looking at her like she was some type of new attraction at a zoo made her feel unsettled.
“Excuse me?” Yangyang looked at her weirdly. “I got a papercut and put a bandaid on that. That was nothing much. This? Babe, if you’re going to the hospital for this, this isn’t nothing much.”
“Please,” Doyoung snorted, “this just proves she’s the stronger of the twins. Haechannie so much as lightly bumps his head, and he’s crying to Taeil hyung.”
This was followed by a yelp of pain, which Hannah could tell was from Haechan smacking the elder in retaliation for the comment. She chuckled and nodded at Doyoung gratefully just as manager Kihyun walked in and nodded at her.
“Exactly.” A smile made its way to her face as she stood up from where everyone was crowding her and walked towards her manager. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a hospital to go to and a wound to get checked out. Kihyun oppa, do I need to bring anything?”
Her manager shook her head at him. “No, just an id. Oh, and Johnny, too. Technically, he’s still recognized as your guardian.”
A huff escaped her lips as she watched Johnny pick up her stuff and walk towards them. “22 in this country, but I still have to take him with me.”
Her muttering was put to a halt when she noticed a set of eyes looking at her with hope. Well... multiple sets of eyes, but she only really addressed one.
“No, Yangyang. You can’t come. He said Johnny oppa.”
Yangyang turned towards her manager with a determined look in his eyes. Now, Kihyun would have been able to say no to any of the 127 members quite easily considering he had been seeing them for years now. Yangyang, though, her manager had only known and interacted with for a few months.
“Hyung, please? I just want to make sure she’s okay!”
“... I guess there’s space in the car for one more.”
And that’s how Hannah found herself being helped into her manager’s car by her boyfriend who immediately slid in next to her. She gave him a look while he started trying to find ways to make it more comfortable for her injured arm.
“You know I would’ve been fine going without you or Johnny oppa with me, right?”
“Just give this to me,” he pressed a light kiss to her cheek. “You’re my girlfriend, and I will worry about you.”
She couldn’t help the smile that made its way up to her face. “Fine. But never burst into my practice room yelling like that ever again.”
“No promises, Schnucki.”
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Can I request some angst to fluff with Sungchan and Shotaro, please? If it doesn’t feel natural, or you need to switch it up in any way, that is totally fine. Whatever you feel like will work out the best. (:
hi bub! after how long, i’ve finally got this done! though i’m sorry if it’s not up to par since all the writing i’ve been doing for the past three weeks is academic writing 😭 anyway, here you go and i hope you enjoy 💖
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notes: bold means it’s spoken in japanese
Hannah wasn’t prepared.
With the amount of promotions she had gone through in the year, as well as a SuperM concert, she felt as if she didn’t prepare enough for the release of Sticker. It was bad enough that she felt like she couldn’t do her best during recording, so she needed to make up for it through dance.
Which is why she was practicing in her living room, furniture all pushed to the side, curtain that covered the floor to ceiling mirrors pushed to the side.
It probably wasn’t her best idea considering one of the others could wake up at any given moment, but she took all the precautions. Practicing using bluetooth earphones and holding them in place with in-ear tape, wearing thick fuzzy socks that Jaemin had bought for her with the bottoms lined with a small grip, double checking if everyone’s actually asleep, and keeping Minnie in hers and Mark’s room. Everything was set, and she’d just put everything back into place by three in the morning and shower then go to sleep.
So maybe it wasn’t the healthiest thing to do considering the busy schedule her day had in store for her, but it was a necessity to show her best side as much as possible.
The sound of a door opening reached her hears through the soft volume of her music. She quickly took her earphones off as a dazed and slightly confused Shotaro walked out into the living room.
“Hannah?”
“Hey,” she placed her earphones to the side, “what are you doing up?”
The Japanese boy rubbed at his eyes before approaching her. “I was just thirsty. Hannah, it’s two in the morning. What are you doing up when you’re busy tomorrow?”
Two in the morning? A quick look at the clock was enough to confirm what her friend said. She had thought it was only midnight, not two. Her mind instantly started calculating how much time she’d have to sleep if she just continued practicing and slept on the couch by five.
“I’m just practicing.” Her voice held just the slightest hint of a yawn, which made Shotaro frown. “Gotta be prepared, you know?”
“But you are prepared.” Shotaro lightly grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the kitchen. “Come on. We’re drinking some water, then we’re going to sleep.”
Hannah had no plans of sleeping while she still felt unprepared, but she let Shotaro pull her along. The least she could do was keep him company.
She watched in silence as her Japanese friend pulled out two mugs from the cupboard and filled them with water from the fridge. No words were exchanged between them until he took her used mug and placed it with his in the sink.
“Come on,” he tugged on her arm, “let’s go sleep.”
Hannah let out a loose chuckle and lightly removed his hand from her arm. “I’ll stay back and clean up.”
She was met with his contradictory hums and head shaking, some things she found endearing about him.
“No,” her arm was in his grasp once again, “you’re gonna stay up still. I don’t even know why you need to when you know this dance by heart at this point.”
“I just have to stay prepared and show the best sides of myself on stage.” She paused after saying that.
A glance at Shotaro made her hands curl up in the slightest. It was no secret that he had been feeling bad about not really being that active while it seemed everyone else, even Sungchan, were quite busy.
At that moment, there was just the smallest bit of silence as the boy pulling her along seemed to wake up even more.
“Roo, I’m sorry.”
“No,” he sighed, “it’s fine. I know that the company has different things planned for me.”
Hannah lightly pulled her arm out of his grip and brought him over to the couch. This action made him shake his head at her.
“No, we are not talking about this right now.”
“Might as well.” A slight grunt escaped mouth her as she threw herself on the couch. “You don’t think the company’s treating you badly, do you?”
“I mean, I’ve posted content recently.”
She cut him off. “But you haven’t been performing. Which is what you came here to do, perform! You work just as hard as all of us, I think you should be given your own performances, too.”
Shotaro only shook his head at her. “It’s not really a big deal. Sungchan doesn’t perform either.”
“He’s an MC. That’s a performance in its own way.”
“You would know. You were supposed to be MC, and you were excited, too.”
A silence rose in between them once again. Ever since she was given the news that Sungchan would go to Inkigayo instead of her, she never really talked about her almost-role. The whole of NCT knew how excited she was because she took her own steps forward to be less introverted, but the company took it away from her. They all knew how disappointed she was, which is why Sungchan clung onto her for the longest time after that.
Shotaro placed a hand on her knee, bringing her out of her thoughts. She pressed her lips together into a tight smile before placing a hand on his.
“It’s for the better,” she shrugged. “I have way too much going on, anyway, with all the units and SuperM having activities. Not to mention the collaboration early this year.”
The Japanese boy squeezed her knee. “I’m surprised you’re still up on your feet.”
“So am I. You know, I wish I could share my projects with you. Maybe then I’d get a longer break and you’d be on stage more.”
He only gave her smile and shook his head. The same thought ran around their heads. That’s not how things work. In the industry, you’re either overworked or hidden away, especially in their company. She already knew Shotaro was just grateful to be doing youtube content and posting on his instagram.
Shotaro scrunched his nose before tossing a few pillows on the floor. She watched curiously while he stood up and grabbed the quilt that they always had folded at the end of the couch and spread it on the floor.
“I don’t want us to talk sad,” he began while pulling her to the makeshift bed he created, “I want to sleep, and I want you to sleep instead of practicing, so we’re sleeping out here.”
She laughed but settled next to him on the floor. “Want me to play a soft playlist?”
“Yes, very much.”
That’s how Sungchan found them merely a few hours later. The two were curled up on the living room floor, and he made it just as the music cut out from Hannah’s phone dying. The younger boy shook his head in amusement before going to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. It was a good thing they had leftover takeout from the day before. This way, he could make sure his hyung and noona rested longer.
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notes: hannah visits yangyang on inkigayo, but it doesn’t go how he wants it to
italic conversations are english, bold are chinese
setting: backstage of inkigayo on march 14
Hannah grunted when Yangyang’s body hit hers. He picked her up in a hug, squeezing her a little tighter than she expected.
“Hey, Yangyang,” she laughed, “don’t act so surprised. You’re the one who asked me to come here today.”
That was true. Yangyang had spent the night in her dorm, but he had to leave early to prepare for their Inkigayo stage. He had woken her up and asked her to come later before she nodded and went back to sleep. Just so she didn’t forget, he left a note on her bedroom door.
That’s how she found herself asking her manager to drive her to Inkigayo.
“It’s White Day!” He handed her a little paper bag.
She snorted as she took it. “Not according to your instagram. Valentine’s Day? Really?”
“He forgot,” Ten snickered from the corner.
Hannah laughed at Yangyang’s pout then proceeded to greet the other members in the room. She handed Sungchan the food he had packed for himself but left back at the dorm and narrowly avoided Ten’s affectionate assault. She gave Kun and Xiaojun quick hugs while eyeing their snack table. Hendery tossed her the biggest bag of chips he could find.
“What’s up, Han?”
“What’s up, Hen? Aside from trying to fatten me up...”
“You deserve to binge after yesterday’s showcase.”
She felt arms wrap around her waist and Yangyang tucking his face in her neck. Ten was cooing, and it took both Xiaojun and Hendery to keep the Thai man from standing and smothering the two out of fondness.
“No,” Yangyang groaned, “you’re supposed to only pay attention to me today.”
She laughed and patted his hand. “Not today, Schnucki. It’s White Day. That’s the day the guys chase after the girls.”
She felt his grip on her tighten, and she saw him silently giving the other members looks through the mirror. It was as if he was giving them warnings.
“Okay, okay,” she turned around and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “No need to get territorial.”
In the blink of an eye, Yangyang had his hand on her cheek and lips pressed on hers. She smiled a little and kissed him back just as she felt a towel drape over her head, effectively making them pull apart. She slid it off to find Kun pulling Yangyang by the ear to the other end of the room, scolding him with Ten’s help.
“But we’re literally dating! I can kiss her when I want to!”
She laughed and settled in between The two present 99 liners. She wished Sungchan good luck when he headed off to set and opened up the paper bag.
“He kept that in his bag under his bed for a week,” Xiaojun noted while pointing towards the paper bag. “Wouldn’t let any of us near it at all.”
“It was kinda funny,” Hendery added.
Hannah pulled out one of the multiple chocolate bars. Oreo Dairy Milk. She pulled it open and handed a few pieces to Hendery and Xiaojun. The latter tried to decline for the sake of his throat.
“One piece won’t hurt.” She smiled at him and handed him the piece.
He patted her head in thanks and ate the piece. A voice could be heard from across the room.
“Well, don’t share it with them!”
She could only laugh while Hendery took another piece and ate it while making direct eye contact with Yangyang.
“Sorry, Schnucki. I can’t take you seriously when you look like a bottle of strawberry milk right now.”
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it’s me once moooore~~ can i request another hannah yangyang scenario (if you can’t tell... i um... i really love them) where hannah hears yangyang talk about why he likes hannah sm 👉👈 also seri and spoilers is smth we need to see~ 🍟
you agaaaaaain 🥰 this took me too long i’m so sorry for making you wait! but it’s finally here! time to bring yanghan moments back ✊🏻🤧 (as for seri and spoilers... we’ll save that for another time aksjdb)
italics are for english conversatioooons
“You sure you wanna order dinner?”
“Hans, we literally spent the whole day working. Go take a nap or something, I’ll order the food, then I’ll be back here in an hour.”
Hannah nodded at Mark while he walked her to their door. They had been filming content for Cafe 7 Dream the whole day, and she was exhausted. It was enjoyable, yeah, but Hannah is still an introvert, and her battery tends to drain quite quick.
“Don’t forget to get the one flavor of chicken Taro’s been craving,” she told him as he walked towards the stairs. “And the cookies Sungchan likes!”
“I got it. I swear, you’re such a mom. I’ll be back after I ask Taeyong hyung about this track.”
She shook her head and pressed the code into the keypad. It was silent in the dorm, which was strange since she knew Shotaro and Sungchan had no schedules or training. She figured they were asleep and decided to walk in as quietly as she could.
“Minnie,” she called in a whisper, “are you out here?”
Her dog didn’t come running to her like usual. Maybe he was in Sungchan and Shotaro’s room taking a nap with the two boys. She shook her head fondly at the thought. It took her dog quite a while to warm up to the two newcomers back when they first moved in in July. Now, he was attached to them.
She glanced at the spot where Minnie’s bed used to be. If Minnie wasn’t asleep with Hannah in her bed, he’d be asleep in his bed in the living room. Shotaro and Sungchan eventually moved Minnie’s bed into their room. To her pleasure, Minnie was very comfortable in their room as well.
Speaking of their room, Hannah heard voices as she walked past their door. She was about to knock and ask if they were hungry, but she heard her name in the conversation.
“But hyung,” Sungchan’s voice carried through the door, “you can’t tell me you aren’t afraid of other guys falling for Hannah noona!”
“She’s an idol, Sungchan.” Yangyang’s voice surprised her. What was he doing in her dorm? Now that she thought about it, she saw his shoes by the entrance. “People are going to fall for her no matter what. I can’t blame them either.”
“Why?”
“Look at her! Aside from the fact that she’s extremely talented and beautiful, she’s funny, she has a warm soul, and she has a kind heart. Chenle’s right when he says she has a heart of gold.”
There was a silence between the two boys while they let Yangyang’s words sink in. Hannah smiled. It was nice to know that Yangyang really did appreciate her.
“Not to mention she puts up a fight,” Yangyang chuckled. “She makes things fun by taking jabs at me and joking around with me. Sure, we do get cringey in the sweet way. I’ve seen the pictures and videos the members have been taking. But she’s not afraid to throw jokes at me the way we’ve been doing for forever.”
“Hyung... You’re whipped.”
“I know. Hannah’s the full package and more, so of course I’m whipped. There is no chance I’m letting her slip away from me.”
She smiled and took that as a chance to knock. When Sungchan called for her to come in, she opened the door and saw the two boys sitting on Sungchan’s bed. She ruffled the younger’s hair then gave Yangyang a kiss on the cheek.
“I brought back cake from the cafe,” she laughed. “The other boys took all the cookies, but I told Mark to order those cookies that you like, Channie.”
The grin on Sungchan’s face grew as he jumped up and ran out the door towards the kitchen, Minnie jumping out of Yangyang’s arms and running after Sungchan. “You’re the best, Noona!”
She chuckled and sat next to Yangyang, a content smile on her face while she looked at him. He raised an eyebrow at her as if asking her why she was staring. Without a word, she lightly tugged him forward by his shirt and pulled him into a sweet kiss.
Yangyang’s hands were quick to pull her closer, one placed on her cheek and the other circling around her waist. The way she could feel him smiling against her once again reminded her of how much he appreciated her. Her insides melted, and she found herself smiling as well before pulling away and resting her forehead on his shoulder to hide her reddening cheeks.
“Wow,” Yangyang placed another quick kiss to the side of her head, “not that I don’t love it, but what was that for?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For liking me enough to talk about me like that.”
“Hey,” he lifted her face to look at his, the uncontrollable smile on his face making her fall the slightest bit more once again, “I could talk about you for days. You’re one of the best people to ever exist, so you deserve to have only good things said about you. Besides, if talking about you like that gets me random kisses like that, then I have to let you catch me slipping more often.”
“Or you could just kiss me,” she gave him a pointed look. “It’s not like we aren’t dating.”
“You’re absolutely right,” he leaned in closer, but Hannah snorted and pushed him away by the forehead.
“Not now, though. I want cake.”
“I take it back. I hate you.”
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I don't know if this would work but could you do a scenario where Hannah and Yangyang are being very affectionate and coupley and nct members walk into the room and be dramatic and overprotective. That would be so cute. 😊😊
sorry it was so late hun i just have a bunch of stuff i’m working on aksjdh 🥺
but FLUFF OKAY LEZZGEDDIT 🥰 i should really start writing more of hannah and yangyang aksjdhf for now though, i hope you enjoy this! here we have yanghan being cute and winwin being the only calm one in the room...
conversations in italics are spoken in english, bold are spoken in chinese
It happened during 90’s Love practice. Of course it did.
Yangyang had brought Hannah to the practice room an hour before their practice for the SMTown concert recording. He said something about spending time together before everyone got there. She shook her head at him when he brought it up. It was three days into dating, and he was already being clingy.
That’s how she found herself cuddled into Yangyang’s side on the couch of the practice room while they talked about nothing and everything.
It was comforting to her that she could still be like that with him. Their nonsense conversations never changed. Their playful dynamic never changed
She was brought out of her thoughts by Yangyang pressing his lips to hers.
“Pay attention to me,” he mumbled into the kiss. She pulled away and laughed.
The only thing that changed between that was how he was somehow way more affectionate and bold, especially when it came to kisses.
“If this is your way of trying to be sexy,” she laughed while poking his forehead, “you’re way off. That was cute as hell, Schnucki.”
Yangyang raised an eyebrow at her before standing up. He dragged her over to the mirror then proceeded to kabedon her, trapping her head in between his arms. She rolled her eyes at him when he lowered his face to be just centimeters away from hers.
“How about now?”
“The fact that you asked made it cute.”
“There is no pleasing you, is there?”
Hannah raised an eyebrow at him before maneuvering them so she had him in a headlock.
“Hey, hey, hey, stop!” Yangyang tapped at her arm. “This is not how it goes!”
“Did you really expect me to fall for that anime crap?”
“Yes? Now would you let go of me?”
“Make me.”
She felt Yangyang’s struggling pause. In confusion, she looked up. She saw him smirking through the mirror. Before she knew it, Yangyang had pulled her arms away from his neck, and he was trying to get her into a hug. She laughed as she tried to run away from his grip.
“No, you don’t get to run away.”
Yangyang somehow managed to circle his arms around her waist. Hannah was not about to let him win their game of tag, so she tried hooking her leg onto his and pulling. Sadly, she forgot that it would lead to her downfall as well. Literally.
In the blink of an eye, she was on the ground, Yangyang’s upper body on top of her with one of his hands behind her head and the other next to her head and holding him up. She blinked at him a little bit, shocked that he somehow moved fast enough to cushion her head and catch himself from the fall.
“Hi.”
His unadulterated grin showed just how happy he was despite nothing too big happening. She could feel her cheeks rise up, unable to stop herself from smiling. She raised her hands to squish his cheeks.
“You’re way too cute for your own good, Schnucki.”
She saw the way he glanced at her lips before looking back into her eyes. This just made her smile more. He began lowering his head to kiss her.
“NO! YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY HAEEUN YOU COOTIE FILLED SHEEP!”
Yangyang was tackled to the side by a force she could only identify as Lee Haechan. She sat up and saw how Haechan was lightly hitting Yangyang’s arms while keeping him down on the ground, the younger one laughing.
“Ah, ah,” he couldn’t control his laughter, “Haechan, that hurts! I’m sorry! No!”
She turned her head to find Ten frozen by the door and Winwin poking his shoulder trying to get him to move. She got up and walked over to the two elders.
“I think Haechannie’s beating your boyfriend up,” Winwin noted while pointing at the two on the other side of the room. Wow. Hannah didn’t realize just how far Haechan tackled Yangyang.
“I think I might join Haechan,” Ten took off his beanie and threw it to the side. “No one can touch my baby!”
“He’s literally your baby, too!” she yelled after him as he ran towards the two. “Oh wait, did I just admit to being his baby?”
“I don’t think he noticed,” Winwin laughed.
She smiled up at him, thankful he wasn’t reacting as drastically as Ten and Haechan, who were now taking turns to lecture Yangyang. He sent her pleading eyes, trying to get her to help him, but she shook her head and laughed.
“You’re lucky it wasn’t Kun-ge or Lucas,” Winwin told her. “Or Jungwoo. They would literally throw Yangyang around.”
“This is why you’re going to help me keep this incident a secret, won’t you, gege?”
“Too late,” he laughed. “Haechan has his phone out.”
Hannah looked and saw Haechan typing on his phone. Her eyes widened, and she broke into a sprint, aiming to take his phone.
“LEE DONGHYUCK, DON’T YOU DARE!”
“THE HYUNGS NEED TO KNOW!”
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Could I ask for something sweet and fluffy with Mark and/or Jaehyun for Hannah? You do what you want with it, I just need some more fluff in my life at the moment. (:
hi bub! hope you’re doing well 🥺 i gotchuuuu lemme just bring you back to jaehyun’s birthday when she promised to treat him to lunch... hope you enjoy this little fluffy slice of life 🥰
italic conversations are spoken in english
“Hey, princess,” Jaehyun opened his door and let Hannah into his room, “you’re here early.”
“Because I don’t want you to just wear a black shirt again.” Hannah walked right to his closet and started sorting through everything.
He shook his head at her and watched while she rummaged through his clothes. Their lunch break only started ten minutes ago, but she was already dressed in jeans and a a cardigan, a stark difference from the yoga pants and loose top she had on for practice. He looked at her a little closer and saw that she was even wearing a little makeup.
“You don’t have to treat me to lunch,” he told her. “Doesn’t your boyfriend want to eat with you?”
“It’s Jaehyun day, this isn’t about him.” She scoffed. He gave her a look which made her laugh. “We’re gonna watch movies in bed tonight. Aha! Wear this.”
She tossed a black shirt and a white knitted cardigan at him. He raised an eyebrow at her when he realized that they would match.
“You get one day of me doing these cheesy things. Now, go and put it on so we can go out and eat.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Ten minutes later and they’re sitting in a small empty restaurant with two servings of pasta of his choice in front of them. He watched her face scrunch up when she poked at something orange in the pasta.
“Who puts carrots in pasta?”
“It’s the style of the dish.” He picked it up with a fork and placed it into his mouth, enjoying the way the sauce coated the carrot slice. “You should try it.”
Hannah shook her head and started moving all the carrot slices to the edge of her plate. “No way. I am not eating these orange demons.”
“But it’s my birthday,” he poked through a slice with his fork and held it up to her, “and I want you to consume at least one slice. For me?”
He raised his eyebrow at her and gestured to the fork he was holding up to her. The same fork she was glaring at. He pulled out his phone and started to film her with his free hand. He laughed while she glared at him and just broke into the biggest grin when she leaned forward and ate the carrot slice.
“Oh my god,” he zoomed in on her wincing face, “she actually ate it. In the eight years I’ve known her, this is the first time I’ve seen her eat a carrot.”
“Shut up.” Her face comtorted into one of disgust while she chewed on the carrot. “I hate this so much.”
He shut his phone and poured some water into her glass. He chuckled when she took it and chugged the whole glass.
“You good, Hannah?”
“I am never eating a carrot ever again.”
“For me, you will.” He put on a teasing smile and took a bite of his pasta.
She just grumbled and went back to removing the carrots from her plate. He took them and placed them on his own plate.
“Never again.”
“Alright, alright.”
“I mean it, Valentino.”
Jaehyun’s laugh resonated throughout the restaurant. Needless to say he enjoyed the nice little birthday lunch.
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hiii it’s me again hehe!! can i request hannah and yangyang playing video games together (like mario kart or just dance) and then they have a fun little penalty or smth?? i feel like it would happen irl for some reason 🤔-🍟
hi, bub, how are you? it’s nice to hear from you again 🥰 of course you can request! yangyang is pretty competetive and hannah (when in the right mood) can be the same, sooooo yeah this would totally happen at some point alsjdhhf i kinda built on it a little, if you don’t mind 🤧 but anyway here you are 💖
italics are for english, bold is for chinese
It was a loud night in the Lee Siblings Dorm. With both Yangyang and Haechan over and everyone having a free day the next day, The six members decided to gather in Mark and Hannah’s room for a mini Mario Kart tournament.
“No!” Haechan's cries of despair were all the other five could hear as he came in right behind Yangyang and coming in third. “Dammit, Yangyang! Haeeunnie, you have to avenge me.”
“I got you, Duckie,” Hannah laughed while Yangyang set up the next round. She turned to Yangyang with an open mouthed smirk, tongue pushing against her cheek the slightest bit. “How about we make this interesting, Schnucki?”
Yangyang turned to her with a raised eyebrow. “I’m listening.”
There was a slight tension in the air as the couple stared each other down. Haechan had a knowing grin on his face, already aware of what Hannah had up her sleeve. Mark popped some chips into his mouth as if he were watching a movie while Sungchan and Shotaro watched with wide eyes.
“If I win,” she began, “then you have to make it seem like you slept with me to Ten oppa and Kun baba.”
Yangyang gulped. Everyone knew that, out of all the NCT members, Kun and Ten were among the top overprotective members over Hannah. Well, after Haechan.
Haechan snorted at that, knowing that, despite Hannah and Yangyang both being adults, the news of them sleeping together would incur rage from Kun and Ten. Also Doyoung and Jungwoo, but going to the WayV dorms may be safer for this consequence because Johnny and Taeyong are quite unpredictable.
“Good luck, hyung,” Sungchan laughed after clarifying the proposed consequence to Shotaro. “I’ll try to make sure you at least have a body for your wake and funeral.”
“But we haven’t slept together,” Yangyang’s eyebrows furrowed. “Well, not in that way.”
“Which is why this’ll be funnier,” Haechan shrugged.
Hannah chuckled and reached back to fist bump him before turning back to Yangyang. “And, if you win, I’ll grant you a wish.”
“A wish?”
“Anything you want,” she smiled sweetly at him. A stupid grin spread across his face while he pulled out his phone.
“I don’t like where this is going,” Mark spoke up. “My bed is literally just across those cubbies.”
“Not like that, you loaf of white bread,” Hannah threw one of her throw pillows at him. “Save your fantasies for your girlfriend.”
“Hey! I don’t have fantasies about my girlfriend!”
"Yeah, well, half the world's population does." She shook her head at Mark's appaled expression and turned to Haechan and Shotaro who were both snickering. “I’m glad you two are enjoying this.”
“Start the game already,” Shotaro got out amidst his laughter.
She shook her head and started the game with Yangyang. Ten minutes, a lot of screaming, multiple bananas thrown, and a string of curses later, Hannah passes the finish line just a second before Yangyang. His anguished cries were drowned out by the sound of five people cheering.
He gave them an incredulous look. “Was no one on my side?”
“Sorry,” Shotaro laughed.
“Not sorry,” Haechan continued, “we all want to see you get beat up by Kun hyung and Ten hyung.”
“This will be fun,” Sungchan grinned.
Mark shook his head and got up. “I’ll get the first aid kit.”
“They’re not actually going to kill me, are they?” Yangyang looked at everyone who remained in the room. Upon seeing the looks on their faces, he let out a nervous chuckle. “I’m dead.”
He pulled out his phone and opened his message thread with Ten, knowing that the Thai boy was sitting in Kun’s room listening to drafts their leader had in his computer. He typed out a message before shutting his phone once again and proceeding to hide in Mark’s closet.
“I’m not here,” was the last thing he said before shutting the door.
Hannah chuckled and got up. “I made rabokki earlier today, and there’s pork belly in the fridge. You guys hungry?”
“Noona, you’re the best,” Sungchan grinned at her before racing out the door and towards the kitchen, Haechan hot on his heels.
“You don’t really think they would attack Yangyang, do you?” Shotaro asked her while helping her up. He helped her pick up the bags of chips left behind and let her loop her arm through his.
She laughed and guided him to the living room. “Sweet, innocent Roo. Keep your eyes on the living room door. In about 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1.”
Comically on cue, the door practically slams open as Ten's worried figure walks right in. He gathers her right into his arms, cradling her head to his chest, which proved a struggle considering her arm was linked with Shotaro’s. Kun slammed the door behind him and headed straight into her and Mark’s room.
“Where is he?”
Hannah and Shotaro exchange glances before Shotaro escapes her arm and pokes her cheek before rushing to the kitchen to keep Sungchan and Haechan there.
“Oppa, what are you doing?”
Ten dragged her to the couch and coddled her to himself. “My little baby was violated!”
She snorts, but let’s Ten do what he wants. From the sound of his voice, he was either about to break a person or break down crying.
Mark steps into the hall with the first aid kit in hand. “Oh, hey, hyung. What’s up?”
“How could you leave her alone with the sheep?”
The 99 liner was about to speak when the door next to him opened to Kun dragging a protesting Yangyang out into the living room by the ear. Hannah held back her laugh and tried to head to the kitchen. Keyword: tried.
“Not so fast, Hannah Lee,” Ten pulled her down next to him, “you’re not leaving my sight anytime soon. Mark, I’m sleeping over.”
“Knock yourself out.”
She watched in amusement while Kun dragged Yangyang onto the couch and stood in front of him. The WayV leader pulled out his phone and showed it at the maknae’s face.
“What is this?”
She squinted her eyes to read the screen. Yangyang’s message read ‘do you think the pill is good enough protection?’ and, once she read it, she burst into laughter. Kun turned to her with a stern look on his face.
“Huang Huanuo,” he faced her, “are you laughing right now? This is serious! Do you know what could happen? To both you and your career? Were you even ready? Did he pressure you?”
Yangyang looked appalled, “Wait, why am I the bad guy?”
“Not now.” Ten's glare combined with his serious voice silenced the younger.
“Baba, relax,” Hannah escaped from Ten's hold and placed her hands on Kun’s shoulders. “I know my limits, and I know whether I’m ready or not. You don’t have anything to worry about.”
Kun looked more stressed put than he ever did in his life. “Nothing to worry about? Huanuo, I know you aren’t ready to do something like that, especially this early in a relationship. When I tell you it’s okay to tell us if he pressured you rather than protect him, then it’s okay.”
“Besides,” Ten stood and placed a hand on her back, “the industry we’re in is cruel. If the pill doesn’t work, then you’re gonna be torn apart. I don’t want you getting hurt over him.”
“Relax, guys,” she shifted so she could face the two older members at the same time, “you don’t need to fight anyone. This was a prank. Like you said, baba, I’m not ready for anything like that.”
When the words registered in their head, she could see them physically relax. Kun pulled her into a hug, which she returned to somewhat apologize for making him panic. Ten in the meantime shook his head a little before bending down in front of Yangyang.
“You better be thankful this is a prank,” he threatened the younger. “I don’t care if we’re group mates. If I hear you hurt my baby in any way, shape, or form, or forced her into something she doesn’t want to do, you’ll cease to exist.”
Yangyang’s eyes widened as he nodded. “I won’t. Don’t worry.”
“Good.”
She chuckled at their exchange before patting Kun’s back. “You good, there?”
“I was so worried.” Kun buried his face into her hair. “Never ever do something like this again, okay? I almost had a heart failure.”
“Got it,” she smiled. “Do you guys want to stay for dinner? The six of us have rabokki and pork belly on the menu. I can whip up egg rolls.”
Ten looked confused. “Six of you?”
“Six of us.” Yangyang confirmed while standing up and pointing to the counter that separated the living room/dining area from the kitchen where four figures were poised. “Mark hyung, Haechan, Shotaro, and Sungchan are watching from there.”
The four in question waved while happily munching on chips as if it were pop corn. Hannah let go of Kun and proceeded to scold the four for eating chips right before eating dinner. Yangyang rushed over to help her set everything up.
“Good show, hyungs,” Haechan smiled brightly, “I enjoyed it. Understood nothing, but enjoyed it!”
Kun and Ten met eyes for a moment before Kun practically collapsed onto the couch in exhaustion.
“Hannah and Mark’s manager moving out is the worst decision the company has ever made.”
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notes: a valentine’s day drabble where yangyang sees another side of hannah
conversations in italics are spoken in english
setting: around 8am february 14, 2021
WARNING: signs of anxiety and ptsd, mentions of sasaeng
Yangyang quietly snuck into the Lee Siblings Dorm carrying the breakfast he had gotten Kun to help him with. It was his first ever Valentine’s Day with Hannah as a girlfriend, so he wanted to do something special. That something special just so happened to be waking her up with a nice homemade breakfast.
He maneuvered his way around the kitchen as quietly as he could and set aside the extra food he and Kun had made for the three other boys in the dorm. As nicely as he could, he set up a few dishes and utensils on a tray with enough food for him and Hannah.
“Hyung, what are you doing?”
Yangyang nearly jumped out of his skin as a tall figure walked into the kitchen. “Sungchan? What are you doing up so early?”
“I got thirsty,” the younger opened the fridge to take a pitcher. “Is that for Hannah noona? You cooked?”
“With Kun hyung’s help. I brought you guys breakfast, too.”
“Nice,” Sungchan grinned, “thanks, hyung. I’m gonna go get ready for the day first though.”
Yangyang gave Sungchan a smile and walked into Mark and Hannah’s room. He carefully snuck past Mark’s bed, where the older was peacefully sleeping, and placed the tray he was carrying on Hannah’s desk.
He sat next to her sleeping figure and smiled. When she was asleep, her princess-like stature dissipated. There wasn’t a smirk or a a chic expression on her face. It was just her in her natural state, a little smile every once in a while. She just looked a lot softer, and Yangyang found it strangely endearing.
He leaned over her, placing a hand on either side of her shoulders and leaning down. He raised his hand and lightly stroked her hair away from her face, but his fingers got caught in some tangles, making him tug on her hair a little harder than he intended.
She woke up with a scream.
Hannah was slowly stirred awake by the smell of food. It flooded her nose, but she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination or not. No one else in the house would cook what she could smell, and she was sure no one would order food before she even woke up.
Then she felt a weight on the side of her bed. Something spiked in her chest, but she pushed it aside and tried to fall back to sleep. It was probably Mark checking on her. Or Shotaro coming to wait for her to hang out before practice. Or maybe even Jisung coming in to cuddle her like he sometimes would.
But she felt limbs cage her.
This is a dream, she thought to herself. Some sick vivid dream that I can’t control.
Her mind was going everywhere, and she could hear her heartbeat going way too fast. This couldn’t possibly be that same person? after a little over three years?
She felt her hair get pulled, abruptly.
That did it.
She shoved the person away and backed into the corner of her bed against the wall and the divider separating their sides of the room. Her vision blurred. All she could see was darkness and the face of that same girl who tried to take her long ago.
“Mark!”
The older immediately rushed into her side of the room and ran straight to her bed. It didn’t seem like he just woke up given his energy, but he had dragged his blanket halfway across the room with him. He approached her, hands open and palms up.
She couldn’t see it, but two other boys rushed into the room as well.
“Hey,” he began, “Hans? Hannah, it’s me. It’s Mark. You’re okay, it’s fine.”
She knew that voice. It was familiar. It was Mark. Mark was safe. Mark stuck with her. She placed her gently placed her hands in his.
“Is she okay? What happened?”
There was another voice. Her eyebrows furrowed. That wasn’t manager Kihyun. Who else was with them in the dorm? But... It was okay. The voice sounded safe. It felt safe.
“Oh, you’re here?” Mark seemed to only noticed the other person then, but he just placed her hand on his chest instead of facing the guest. “I’ll get back to you on that. Hans, deep breaths. Follow my breathing, alright? Alright.”
She focused on the rise and fall of Mark’s chest.
I’m in the dorm. It’s 2020. No. 2021. I have a restraining order. They heightened security. I live with Mark, Sungchan and Shotaro. I have a boyrfriend.
Her head snapped up on the last realization. She looked to her left and saw a familiar set of warm brown eyes, the mischief usually present replaced with worry.
That’s when it hit her.
“I hurt Yangyang?”
Yangyang was beyond worried. He had never seen Hannah lash out like that. He had never seen her that frail.
The moment she calmed herself enough to recognize him, he got into bed with her and pulled her close. She had her head resting on his chest while she played with his hand. Shotaro rested on her other side while Sungchan sat by their feet. They all settled in silence until Mark came in somehow balancing a tray of food in his hands.
“I guess it’s time I told you guys, huh?” Hannah suddenly spoke up. Three boys turned to her in confusion while Mark rested a hand on her leg.
“You sure? I can tell them if you don’t want to talk about it.”
“I’ll do it,” she shook her head and sat up straighter. Yangyang and Shotaro followed in suit. She made sure to speak slower so Shotaro could keep up. “In 2017, we first moved into this dorm. It was Mark, Kihyun oppa, and me. There were a lot of days where it felt weird here back then. Doors would be left open, strange sounds at night, that kind of thing.”
She took a deep breath before giving a small hint of a smile, “The dreamies even thought there was a ghost here. But there wasn’t a ghost. Then I woke up one night, someone was draping their body over mine and trying to choke me.”
Three eyes widened as their owners all turned to her. Yangyang tightened his hold around her waist while Shotaro took her hand in his. She didn’t realize she had been clenching her fist too tight again.
“A sasaeng?” Sungchan gasped.
“A sasaeng,” she looked down. “She tried to kidnap me, but Kihyun oppa came in and took her to security. Mark took too long to pull me out of the state I was in that night.”
“That’s why Hannah can’t fall asleep when she’s alone,” Mark noted. “And this is one of the reasons why we told you guys to be careful with roughhousing with her and let her initiate things like that. We got a restraining order, and Hannah has improved with coping since then.”
Yangyang pressed a kiss to the side of her head. He didn’t understand how someone could do something like that to her. She was one of the best people he knew. It didn’t make sense.
“Are you sure you want to go to practice today?” Shotaro asked her.
She nodded at him and smiled. “I’ll be fine. Besides, I told Jaehyun oppa I’d treat him to lunch. And I have to give this dork my Valentine’s Day gift.”
Yangyang buried his face into her shoulder at that.
Mark gave her leg a pat. She was okay. A little shaken, but he knew she felt safe with Yangyang. He tapped the two newest NCT boys and gestured for them to follow him outside.
“Come on, let’s avoid the third wheeling today and have breakfast.”
The three boys left the room, although hesitantly, and let the couple have time alone.
Hannah placed her hands over Yangyang’s. He still had not let go of her waist, and he was pressing his face into her shoulder almost like he was trying to stick them together.
“What are you doing?” she asked him.
There was a short moment of silence before his muffled answer came. “I’m sorry I triggered this.”
Hannah’s eyebrows furrowed. He had nothing to be sorry for. She had been the one to shove him off of her and scream.
“You didn’t know, Schnucki,” she brought one of his hands up and kissed his palm, “It’s fine. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
He shook his head before letting go and looking at her. She gave him a reassuring smile while he slowly cupped her cheek, afraid he’d do something wrong.
“I’ve never seen you like that before,” he whispered before tilting her head down to kiss her forehead. “I don’t want you to be that scared or hurt ever again. I’ll make sure nothing gets to you.”
She rested her hands on his shoulders and leaned up to give him a quick peck on the lips. “We can’t prevent things like that.”
“Then I’ll be right by your side to help you if ever it happens again.” His tone of voice was laced with sincerity and the type of worry almost as if he would break her if he spoke any louder. “Why didn’t you tell us? Why didn’t you tell me?”
She smiled at him, “I don’t want to worry you.”
“I’m your boyfriend,” he lightly scolded her. “I will worry about you whether you like it or not. I’ll always worry if you slept enough, ate enough, or are sick or not.”
“Alright, Schnucki,” she kissed his cheek. “Enough of the sad and mushy, please. Can we eat?”
Yangyang perked up at that. “I cooked you breakfast for Valentine’s Day!”
Yangyang went to go get the tray and bring it over to her bed. He set it down in between them. Hannah was giving him a look the whole time.
“Okay,” he conceded, “I had Kun-ge’s help.”
“Be sure to tell Baba I said thanks for the meal and for keeping me from having a burnt breakfast.”
“Lee Hannah...”
“Okay, okay,” she let out a little laugh, “thank you for the food, Schnucki.”
Yangyang grinned and leaned over the tray, pressing his lips to hers for a moment before pulling away.
“You have morning breath,” he noted. He was met with a smack to the face from a pillow.
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notes: just how hannah reacted to yangyang’s stage, and how the rest of nct were trying to tease them... italic conversations are spoken in english 🥰
setting: somewhere between december 26-31, pre-recording some of their new year stages
Hannah was not one to get easily flustered. Not that she thought, at least. But when you gang up 22 people on her, all that attention is bound to get to her. That’s why she regretted staying in the waiting room to monitor Yangyang’s prerecording.
She had her chin resting in her hand as opposed to on her arm on the table because she was sure her makeup artist would fight her if she ruined her makeup. She was looking up at the corner of the ceiling where the monitor was perched, carefully monitoring her boyfriend’s performance.
Boyfriend... She unknowingly smiled to herself. It had only been a few days, and it was still surreal to her.
“Oh,” Haechan smirked while sitting next to her, “what do we have here?”
She sat up and gave him a look. “Duckie, don’t you dare.”
“Hannah was staring at the monitor!”
And that somehow called the attention of the whole NCT? She cursed under her breath. Why is it that all 23 of them shared one waiting room? Sure, it was a huge waiting room, but that meant all of them could poke fun at her at the same time.
“Aigoo,” Johnny playfully drew out from the other side of the room. “Is our Hannah admiring her little boyfriend?”
“No,” she tried to suppress the blush forming on her cheeks. “I was monitoring him. You guys were, too!”
“None of us had literal heart eyes,” Haechan pointed out.
She hit his arm. “I did not have heart eyes! I was watching him normally!”
Just then, she turned to the monitor, and the only thing she saw was Yangyang smiling directly into the camera, but not his usual excited grin. It was a calm smile that made her chest feel lighter and cheeks get warmer.
“Oh my god,” Ten ran up to her and squished her face. “You’re blushing! She’s blushing! She’s flustered just from seeing Yangyang perform!”
“Dude, shut up,” she groaned at him while the rest of NCT hooted and cheered.
The moment they saw Hannah being soft with her boyfriend, they’d take every chance they could get to tease her. That’s why the majority of the 21 men were being so loud about it. Unfortunately, that meant that people outside could hear it.
There was a knock on the door that silenced all members. Red Velvet’s Seulgi stuck her head in with a look of curiosity.
“Everything okay in here?” she asked. “Are you guys normally like this even with Taeyong around?”
“We’re fine, noona,” Mark laughed. “Completely fine.”
“We’re just supporting our member,” Johnny smirked while gesturing to the monitor. Yangyang had just finished his stage, and the light started to fade out.
Seulgi nodded. “That’s sweet of you guys. I love that you’re being supportive!”
“Haeeunie is very supportive, too,” Haechan grinned at his sunbae. Hannah elbowed him before turning to look at Seulgi.
“Thanks for checking on us, unnie,” she gave a graceful smile. “We’re fine.”
“If you say so.”
Shotaro sat next to her when Seulgi left and looked at her with awe. “How’d you handle talking to sunbae so well?”
“I think you forget that I trained with them,” she laughed. She would have said more if it wasn’t for the sudden cheers erupting by the door. She and Shotaro turned to look at what caused all the commotion.
It was Yangyang.
He had just walked into the room, and everyone was cheering and telling him he did great on his solo stage. Hannah gave the smallest smile and rolled her eyes at the scene. She felt a poke in her side and turned to see Shotaro on the verge of giggles while he looked back and forth between the two 00 liners. She lightly bumped her shoulder against his before turning back to the boys. She met eyes with Yangyang, and he grinned while walking over to her.
“Did I do great, or what?”
“What.”
Yangyang rolled his eyes at her, but grew worried when he noticed her red cheeks. He immediately placed a hand on her forehead to check her temperature.
“You’re so flushed,” he told her. “Is my baby sick?”
Hannah nearly choked when he said that. She grabbed Yangyang’s hand and gave him a look.
“Oh,” Ten yelled. “He called her baby!”
Chenle was cringing so bad he started hitting Jisung. Lucas’s head whipped around to face her so quick that she was worried he got whiplash. Jaemin was pouting, voice softly saying how only he and Jungwoo could call her that.
“This is rich,” Haechan laughed.
“Now he really isn’t being a maknae,” Winwin snorted.
“You should know,” Mark called before leaving the room to record his feature on Baekhyun’s stage, “she’s all flustered because of you.”
“Mark Lee, I will end you. “
Mark simply laughed and shut the door behind him while Hannah buried her face in her hands. Yangyang chuckled and pulled them away from her face.
“Cute,” he grinned at her, “but, seriously, do we need to call a doctor?”
“I’m fine, Schnucki,” she reassured him.
There was a snort from the side, causing the two to turn towards the maker of the sound. Renjun had rolled his eyes at the two. Hannah narrowed her eyes at him, but he just made a face at her.
“Schnucki,” he imitated her.
Hannah picked up a pillow meant to cover her lap and threw it at him, somehow hitting him square on the face. Majority of the room laughed (especially the dreamies), alerting her that most members had their attention on her and Yangyang.
“Oops,” she smiled innocently. “Sorry, Renjun-ge, I thought you were sleepy.”
There was an even louder round of laughter at her statement. Yangyang amusedly shook his head and pressed a quick kiss onto her cheek, which everyone caught.
“No,” Jungwoo began, “no PDA here! You are on thin ice, Yangyang. I will not hesitate to throw you out this door. Lucas will help me, right?”
Lucas nodded, “Hyung, you don’t even have to ask.”
Hannah rolled her eyes and got up. “I’m just gonna go. I have to be on standby for my stage in a bit, anyway.”
She left the room as fast as possible, letting out laugh at her members who hooted after her. Yangyang took her seat, and Haechan immediately clapped to get everyone’s attention.
“Attention, everyone,” he stood up. “I hope you enjoyed the ‘Haeeun reacts to Yangyang’ show! Now, we have ‘Yangyang reacts to Haeeun’ show which is bound to have way more variety.”
“Haechan!”
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can i request hannah visiting yangyang during his shoot for nyfw (the fashion show) please?? 🥺🥺- 🍟
of courss, hun! i just saw his vlog for it and aksjdhf i’m so proud (my boys yangyang and yeonjun be getting their well deserved spots as models in nyfw aksjd) anyway, this is pretty short, but i hope you like it 🥰
and because they’re a multilingual mess, italics are for english conversations, bold is for chinese
Hannah snuck her way closer to the actual set where Yangyang was shooting. She hadn’t told him she was visiting, so she was hoping to surprise him. That’s why she was holding the camera for the WayV channel’s vlog with the actual camera director following her.
“Alright, here we have Yangyang, oh,” she cut herself off, “I should probably speak Chinese, huh? Here’s Yangyang on the set of his shoot. Wow, can you believe it? A New York Fashion Week model! Hire me next time, too, please.”
She snorted at herself but continued to film her boyfriend. She handed the camera back to the camera director who alternated between filming her and filming him. When she noticed the back and forth camera movement, she laughed.
“Oh, I should take pictures,” she pulled out her phone and snapped a few behind the scenes shots. Just as the photographer called cut, her eyes met his.
“Hey,” she smiled as he sped towards her, “looking good, mister model.”
“Feeling pretty good, too,” he kissed her cheek. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here to claim my rightful spot as NYFW’s model,” she deadpanned at him before laughing. “Supporting you, of course. What do you expect?”
“I honestly don’t know,” he laughed before hearing his name being called. “Wait one sec, I have an interview to do.”
She waved him off with a smile.
Strangely, she found herself tucked under his arm on the car ride to the next location while he vlogged. She was struggling to hold in her laughter the whole time and finally let loose as soon as he shut the camera.
“God, I hope you stylists don’t kill me for wrinkling your clothes,” she snickered.
He shrugged and wrapped his arms tighter around her. “It’s a concept. Besides, no way am I not giving my girlfriend all the hugs possible when she came to support my modelling debut.”
She fondly rolled her eyes at him but settled into his arms before looking right up at him. “You know, I saw those cuts of you in the black suit. Maybe you were kinda hot.”
“Oh, really,” he tilted her chin up and brought his face closer to hers.
Hannah just smirked and pushed him away by the forehead. “I already messed up your clothes. I might mess up your makeup, too.”
Yangyang threw himself back in his seat with a groan, making her laugh. It was still a little strange to her how he could never really get tired of being affectionate with her, but it was endearing. The car pulled to a stop, and she could only shake her head at how Yangyang was still sulking in his seat. She scooted closer to him and pulled him closer by the front of his jacket. She surprised him by slotting their lips together, barely giving him enough time to kiss her back before she pulled away, face hovering near his while she zipped up his jacket.
“Do well,” she whispered before going back and exiting the car from her side like nothing happened.
She could see him frozen in the car as if he was just processing what happened. She laughed and knocked on his window.
“Runway time.”
She walked off in search of a bathroom to check her own makeup. Just as she was about to enter the location, she heard something that made her chuckle.
“Yangyang-ssi, did you mess with the red lipstick from the last set?”
She told him she’d mess up his makeup.
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Hey could you do a scenario where a girl flirts with Yangyang and Hannah doesn't get jealous and he gets annoyed cause he wants her to. And it's just fluffy and funny. Xx
ooooh okay lemme bring in seri for this one just because she’d totally go along with something like this (also yangyang can’t ask yoonmi bc mark would fight him 🤧)
italics indicate english conversations
“Sunbae, I’ve literally only met you last month. I don’t think this is professional.”
“No need for sunbae, and I just need your help, okay? You’re friends with Hannah, so it’s fine.”
Yangyang was in the midst of asking Seri for a favor. According to Yoonmi, Hannah isn’t the type to get jealous. To be fair, he doesn’t see her get frustrated when he goes off with other members. Then again, they’re boys. This is why he facetimed Yoonmi and asked her to give the phone to Seri.
“Yang-ge, I’m telling you,” Yoonmi called from behind Seri. “Hannah unnie isn’t going to get jealous at all. Haechannie oppa and I have tried.”
Yangyang gave her a strange look. That was a story he didn’t know. He shook his head, mentally noting to ask about that later.
“Look,” he brought his attention back to the other girl on screen, “I just need you to talk to me like you would a close friend. I just want
“Lucky for you, Seri is an extrovert and isn’t awkward,” Yoonmi laughed.
“Unlike you,” Yangyang pointed out. She pouted but sighed and turned back to her software, making Seri laugh.
“You’re pretty blunt,” Seri laughed. “And your Korean is good for someone who isn’t Korean.”
“You speak English?” Yangyang’s eyes practically bugged out of his head.
“Raised in New Zealand for six years,” she laughed.
“That’s actually pretty cool, oh wait, Hannah’s coming,” he exaggerated his grin and let out a chuckle as Hannah walked into the room. “We should meet up some time and exchange stuff from our countries like snacks or something.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
Hannah looked at the phone in curiosity at the familiar voice. She smiled when she saw the familiar face.
“Seri,” she smiled. “How was your New Year?”
“It’s all fun,” the younger grinned. “Did you watch our concert?”
“Mark live-streamed it,” Hannah laughed. “I didn’t know you and Yangyang knew each other.”
“We just met really recently,” Seri told her. Technically, it’s been a month, but they only spoke to each other twenty minutes ago.
Yangyang looked up at Hannah, who still wasn’t fazed. “We hit it off pretty well.”
Hannah cheered a little. “My friends get along with my boyfriend! Nice.”
“You’re okay with us being friends?” Yangyang asked her. “You’re not jealous at all?”
“I don’t have the need to be jealous,” she shrugged.
Yangyang groaned before turning to the phone again. “So much for that. Thanks, Seri. Thanks, Yoonmi.”
“No problem,” the younger girl laughed. “I’ll be sure to tell Yoonmi you said thanks. She has her headphones on right now.”
With that, he hung up and sulked. He wrapped his arms around Hannah’s legs, hiding his face in her stomach. She chuckled and ran her hand through his hair.
“Why aren’t you jealous?” he asked her.
“I don’t get jealous,” she told him. “And, if you being jealous shows how much you care about me, me being not jealous shows how much i care about you. Think of it that way. Now, let go. It tickles.”
Yangyang smirked before moving his hands up to tickle her sides. She yelped and tried to run out the room, but Yangyang kept her still with one arm while his free hand continued to tickle her.
“I’m calling Kun-ge if you don’t stop,” she warned in between fits of laughter.
“Go ahead and try.”
“KUN BABA! YANGYANG’S KILLING ME!”
“LIU YANGYANG!”
Yangyang’s actions stopped when he saw Kun walking towards the room and shouting his name. He got up and ran away, leaving an amused Hannah in his wake.
“And that’s what you get for purposely trying to make your girlfriend jealous,” she rolled her eyes before settling on his bed.
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since Yangyang and Hannah are official, I’m dying to see jealous boyfriend Yangyang
yanghan agenda here we do aksjdhfh no problem hun! im not really good with stuff like this tho bc what even are emotions? but i tried, and i hope you like it! 🥰
italic conversations are in english, also mentions of alcohol and being drunk
Yangyang liked to think he was a pretty chill guy. He messes around and goes with the flow. He prides himself in being relaxed, so he never thought he’d get jealous.
There wasn’t even anything to be jealous about. To everyone, Hannah was a sister. He talked to Jeno, and the older 00 liner had made it clear that he was backing away. So why was he jealous?
It was breakfast on January first, and Yangyang had decided to head down to the Lee Siblings dorm. Hannah opened the door with a smile.
“Hey,” she gave him a quick kiss. “What are you doing here?”
“Spending the first day of the year with my girlfriend,” he smirked at her.
“You kissed me at the last second of last year right into this year,” she rolled her eyes.
“And I’d gladly kiss you now into next year,” he winked while taking his shoes off. She laughed while walking back into the kitchen.
“You two are disgusting,” a third voice came from the living room.
Yangyang walked in there and found Haechan casually eating a pancake in his pajamas like he had no hangover from the precious night spent drinking with the whole 24 members of NCT. Did he sleep there? And, if he did, where did he sleep?
“Morning, Yang,” Haechan smiled at him. “Have some pancakes. Haeeun just finished making them.”
“Don’t mind if I do,” he sat down across from Haechan and dug into some of the ones that were still steaming. “How are you not hungover?”
“I lost a bet with the fox over there,” Haechan pointed towards the kitchen. “It was about her hair. I had to be the sober one this year. That’s why I dragged her drunk ass back here.”
Yangyang tilted his head in confusion. Haechan had brought her back here, and she was drunk. Knowing she was cuddly when she was drunk, especially with her twin flame, that meant Haechan probably slept next to her. Yangyang felt unsettled when he realized this.
He glanced quickly at the door that led to her shared room with Mark. If Haechan was wearing pajamas that were clearly his and not anyone else’s, that means he has clothes here.
Oh god... Yangyang did not like where his mind was leading.
“I was not drunk,” Hannah walked into the room and placed glasses of what seemed to be banana smoothies in front of each of them. “I was just tipsy. No way was I getting drunk when we have ments to give later.”
She sat next to Haechan, which in itself was fine by him. He could look at her easily this way. However, Haechan casually placed an arm around her and pulled her closer to him, all while smiling at Yangyang. He unknowingly stabbed his fork a little harder into the pancake.
Haechan, of course, noticed this. Being, well, him, he decided to have fun with this. He wrapped both his arms around Hannah and nuzzled his cheek onto her head the way Yuta does.
“I had the best cuddle buddy last night,” he cooed. “Because she was tipsy, she was less restrained, too.”
Haechan saw Yangyang’s mouth morph into a frown just the slightest bit before he smiled again when Hannah pushed Haechan off of her.
“Get off,” she laughed. “Drink your smoothie, and stop smothering me.”
“Just trying to make your boyfriend jealous,” Haechan shrugged while sipping on his smoothie.
Hannah scoffed. “He’s not jealous, right, Schnucki?”
She turned to look at him, but she saw how his gaze was on the way Haechan was hugging her. She laughed and escaped from Haechan's arm to bend down next to Yangyang.
“Don’t be jealous, alright?” she asked while kissing him briefly. “He’s practically my twin brother, remember? Now, I’ll leave my not-jealous boyfriend and chaos-inducing twin flame to bond. I need to wake everyone up for breakfast now or else we’ll be late.”
With that, she moved to enter Shotaro and Sungchan’s room.
Haechan turned to Yangyang and laughed. “I can’t believe you actually got jealous. It’s been like days, and you’re already whipped?”
Yangyang raised his arms in surrender. “In my defense, I’ve been whipped since like 2018”
They laughed before turning back to their food. It was a few seconds before Yangyang looked at Haechan questioningly.
“No, seriously, how are you not hungover when I’m pretty sure you downed a whole bottle of soju and half a bottle of wine?”
“Water and sparkling grape juice, my friend.”
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