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jaehotbuns · 3 years

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idolboyfriend!mark

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you first met Mark on a Nature Republic photo shoot where your friend was a hair stylist

she called you frantically because the SM staff caught multiple employees from each department posting on their personal social media stories the location and whereabouts of the members and dismissed them from the site

they were shooting at an island in the middle of nowhere which you were conveniently writing a thesis on different landscapes of South Korea

you had no experience of styling other people and only did it for yourself but you knew you couldn’t leave your friend deserted so you came to help in any way that you could

half of the staff were fired on the spot so they immediately pushed you towards the members to prepare them for their next shoot after threatening legal action if you decided to act as stupidly as the other stylists did

you saw your friend quickly adjusting the collar of theHawaiian shirt that was roughly put on Jaehyun and she gave you an apologetic look and mouthed a ‘thank you’

you were assigned at styling Mark’s hair, which you were scared of because you had never styled a man’s hair before never mind a celebrity but you squared your shoulders and hoped for the best

he was already used to the chaos but he was slightly concerned at how well you would perform considering that your eyebrows were furrowed and had sweat rolling down your temples as you scrunched the ends of his hair with mousse to create beachy waves

every stylist that he met was always either professional and stoic or overly friendly to try and get with the members romantically but he tried to suppress his laughter when he saw your distressed face under your medical mask

in such a stressful and hectic situation, he would never talk to the staff to help them focus but he couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with you

you looked younger than him too so he felt more comfortable

“first time?” he asked with a smile on his face as he looked up at you

your hands stopped in the middle of combing the fluffy mousse through his hair and your face dropped slightly, “you could tell?”

Mark covered his laugh with his hand as he didn’t want to discourage you but couldn’t help but chuckle at the cute expression on your face

“yeah,” he answered but then realized that it came out meaner than he had intended

“but you’re doing a great job! Keep going!” He tried to encourage you by motioning with his hands to continue

you patted his hair into place for finishing touches but you pouted under your mask when you realized, “how would you know? You can’t even see it”

there were no mirrors in sight except for the hand mirrors that stylists held on their belt

he choked on his saliva out of embarrassment and rubbed his hand awkwardly on the back of his neck

“well let’s see then!” He exclaimed and you begrudgingly gave him the hand mirror to see

you were bracing yourself in case he thought you made his hair into a bird’s nest and demanded you to be fired on the spot but he let a “wahh” escape his mouth as he admired the hairstyle

“this actually looks great!” He said a little too excitedly

“we were both expecting it to look bad then, huh?” You joked but really you were relieved that he thought it didn’t look atrocious

Mark shook his head to deny but you held his shoulders in place to not disrupt his hair

his face went pink and you realized that you just touched a client, a very influential client

you lifted your hands off of him quickly and stepped back so that he could stand up from his chair and go in front of the cameras to prepare for the shoot

“thank you” he said and you both exchanged bows before awkwardly getting back to work

you stayed on the set with your friend for the rest of the day until the sun went down and the sky turned a bright pink from the previous ocean blue

luckily, that was the last hair and clothes change that NCT needed and everyone started to pack up after the photographer and managers shouted “thank you for your work” and everyone bowed and clapped to each other

while each member started to load into their vans to get back to the city for their next schedule, Mark ran up to you and asked if you were apart of the SM staff or were for hire from another beauty boutique

“oh, I just came last minute,” you said

“I’m not actually licensed for this I came to help”

he let out a disappointed “oh” and decided not to take your number down since it was unprofessional and knew that after the fiasco today that there could be anyone around to expose him if he did

“good night, see you around,” he said in hopes that he would see you again

you doubted that he would see you around but you repeated what he said and waved at him as he ran into the van

the other members were confused as to why he ran off to greet you and were ready to tease him since they noticed that you were his type physically

but he knew that they were about to so he lied and said that he forgot to take a bracelet from you and pretended to fall asleep so that they couldn’t question him further

you thought about that was a once in a lifetime experience until 2 weeks later the campaign was a hit and everyone was fawning over Mark specifically since he looked like boyfriend material in a white button up shirt and blue jeans with messy beach hair

your friend called to tell you that she recommended you as a freelance hair stylist after they asked her who did Mark’s hair

as a broke college student living in another country you took the offer but felt guilty getting an amazing job with no credentials so you got licensed at a beauty school within 2 months

the next time you saw Mark was on the Punch music video set

he had everything on except makeup and hair

you were taken aback at how different he looked with the leather pieces, chain jewelry, and overall bad boy vibes

he was sitting in front of the dressing room vanities and his face lit up when he saw you stand behind him with your cart of hair products and tools

usually he’d stay still in his chair but this time he turned around to face you, “hey! I thought you said you weren’t even licensed?”

“I decided to after getting offered a job” you smiled

he turned around and looked at you through the mirror’s reflection, “or did you come back because of me?”

you coughed through your mask and felt the heat creep from your neck all the way to your cheeks and temples

Mark smiled to himself when he saw your bright red face and was even more excited for the music video shoot knowing that the stylist he thought was cute would be doing his hair on a regular basis and could see him act cool on stage

to not let you out of his sights again, Mark pulled his phone off of the vanity table in front of him and went straight to his Instagram search page, “can I have your Insta by the way?”

you were combing the translucent gel through his hair when you tilted your head out of curiosity of why he would want your socials

“I send what kind of hairstyles and concepts I’d like to try to stylists on here,” he said

in actuality Mark wasn’t one of the idols that really cared of how his stylists dressed him like Johnny or Jaehyun but he wanted an excuse so that his interest in you was too obvious

“oh sure,” you spelled out your Instagram handle and you saw him follow you right away

for the rest of the shoot for the two days that it took place, Mark would admire you every time you came up to him between scenes to wipe the sweat off his forehead and to spray his hair with setting mist

although you were a fan of the group, you didn’t want to make them uncomfortable so you invested all of your focus on making them look their best

Mark appreciated that; you weren’t completely cold and professional but you also didn’t cross any boundaries by asking him about his personal life or interviewing him like some new stylists did

when you got home you decided to look at Mark’s profile and saw that he was only following his family, friends from Vancouver, idols friends, and a few celebrities that he looked up to

you were the only staff member that he was following other than his managers

but you didn’t think for a second Mark liked you

even though during promotions he would text you on his time off about your day and ask you about yourself

“because I don’t want to be to formal” was his excuse to his unofficial game of 21 questions

even though after promotions when he was on his break, he’d ask you to go shopping with him “to get some inspiration from uh hair stuff”

at one point he was bold enough to ask you to go to a cafe because he said he felt like you two were friends at one point

behind the scenes, Johnny caught on quickly at how Mark was on his phone more often when he’d usually just use it to play mobile games or listen to music

“I don’t think you left the bracelet with the pretty stylist,” Johnny would tease Mark one day when he saw him re-reading your texts and smiling to himself

“you left your heart,” he’d say and slap himself on the knee from laughing too hard at his own joke

“can you get out of my room?” Mark would retort in embarrassment but it was worse for him from there

Johnny told both floors that Mark had a big fat crush on the young stylist and was flirting with them 24/7

Mark wasn’t really the type to get in his feelings

sure he’d find different celebrities or employees that he’d work with attractive but he knew it was for business or that they’d just be really good friends in the industry

but you felt like home

like he could imagine that if he was back in Vancouver that you two would meet at a library or something and he’d ask you for a coffee after you asked him to watch your bag to go to the washroom

that was what he’d imagine before he went to sleep at night anyways

half of the time he’d stay up thinking about asking you out officially and keeping your relationship as a secret and the other half of the time he’d kick his blankets scolding himself for even thinking that because it would put both of your careers on the line and he didn’t want you to feel the burden of dating in secret

you also had feelings for Mark but thought that he was just friendly and flirty

even if he did have feelings for you, you thought that it would be best to just stay as friends because you didn’t want to get in the way of his career

one day Mark couldn’t take it anymore and went to the convenient store by himself instead of riding bikes with Haechan and Renjun like he originally planned to

they noticed that he didn’t get embarrassed or annoyed at the teasing anymore and just kept to himself so they followed him to the store and found him outside on a bench with a beer in his hand

both of them sat beside him and Haechan grabbed the beer and took a swig, “just tell her”

Mark placed his elbows on his knees and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, “I don’t want to ruin it for us… Or for her”

Renjun placed a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, “if you both have strong feelings for each other then it’ll always work out in the end”

Mark shook his head although he appreciated the support, “what if the stress gets us to break up? What if I make it awkward for her at work?”

Haechan stopped him and told him sternly, “I see the way you two look at each other and I know that she’d accept if you asked. If the press or pressure causes you to break up then at least you tried.”

Renjun added on more gently, “do you just want to continue suffering forever? What if she’s waiting for you too?”

Mark didn’t want to think about it any longer and as a lightweight, the 2 cans of beer in his system were already giving him courage

if he had another night to think about it, he’d probably never confess to you so he decided in his tipsy state to confess right then

with urgency, he told you to meet you at Hangang River right away

“thank you guys,” he said while standing up too quickly

he stumbled a little bit before starting to walk towards the meeting place, “I can do it!”

“you can do it!” Renjun laughed while holding up too fists to show his support

Haechan on the other hand held up his phone and started to record Mark walking clumsily towards the river, “don’t mess up loser!”

you were finishing up on your readings when you got Mark’s text

it sounded like he was going to confess but you shook the thought out of your head at the thought of a global star asking you out

“probably wants to de-stress with a friend,” you thought before putting on a hoodie and jeans before walking to Hangang

when you arrived you could smell a mixture of beer and mint in his breath

His face was flushed pink which was a result of the alcohol and the 2.2km he had just walked

“why did you call me out all of a sudden?” You asked

“will you go out with me?” He said a little bit too loudly

you quickly looked around to make sure that no one was within a kilometre near you too and asked in a hushed voice, “what?”

“I like you!” He nearly shouted, not aware of his volume due to the nervousness of the chance of rejection

“I tried not to like you ever since I met you but I can’t get you out of my head,” he avoided your gaze and couldn’t believe how cheesy he sounded

Mark continued regardless, “I know that we have to date in secret if you do like me but I promise to protect you and I won’t regret my decision if anything happens. So uh-”

“yes,” you grinned. “I’ll go out with you”

he was surprised at how you accepted with ease, “oh wow I wasn’t expecting this. Thank you for listening to me talk on haha, I don’t even know what to say I-”

to stop his blabbering you held onto his arms to steady yourself for when you went on your tippy toes to peck him on the lips

“that’s not fair” he pouted

“what’s not fair?”

“that’s it?” He murmured under his breath

“then get some more” you teased

his hands cupped the sides of your face and bent his neck down to reach your height

your hand wrapped around his waist to pull him into a hug while his warm lips pressed onto yours

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nsheetee · 4 years

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sweet iced tea | haechan

pairing: music major!haechan x barista!reader genre: coffee shop au | fluff, humor summary: when you meet haechan, you think he might be the most annoying customer you’ve ever had, but you deal with his games for the sake of your bosses. when the cafe’s fundraiser rolls around, you get the chance to hear haechan’s amazing singing voice, and decide that maybe he’s not too bad.

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this is a part of the moonlight cafe series — please read the preface before continuing reading

he swaggers in, tongue pushed against his teeth and hands in his pockets

the bell that chimes above the door is like his personal background music- it follows him all the way up to the counter

you have to say, you’re thoroughly intrigued by the time he gets up to the cash register

he looks you up and down as he leans his elbow against the pastry display case

“hey sweets, where’s tae?” he asks you in a playful voice

“-yong or -il?” you ask, raising an eyebrow and leaning your hip against the counter

he chuckles at your question, lifts his baseball cap off his head to fix his hair, and pulls it back down

you wonder if he’s trying to show off to you- you can tell he’s flexing his jaw and his arm as he fixes his hat

“I'm looking for the moon. he usually works friday nights?”

“not anymore. I work weekend nights now.” your new customer tilts his head, his facade dropping for only a second to show confusion on his face

“does that mean I'll get to see your pretty face here every friday night? beats staring at my stale-bread-looking older brother.”

your eyes widen at his words

this kid is taeil’s brother?

but he’s so..... bizarre and taeil’s so................ normal

“step brothers, right?” the guys smirk drops off his face as he digests your minor burn

he doesn’t have the chance to say anything back because the door chimes once again and more people step into line to order

“is there something I can get for you?” you ask, as if the past 5 minutes didn’t even happen

“a sweet iced tea” he mumbles, pulling out his wallet

you quickly make his drink and decide to add a cookie to his order- just because you would have to throw them out soon anyway and didn’t want to waste them

as you come back to the counter, he raises an eyebrow as he holds out some money

“I didn’t order a cookie?”

you grab his money and place all of it in the tip jar, sliding his food to him

“it’s on the house. I can help who’s next?” you reply skillfully, making him drop any trace of a smile on his face, surprised that you can ward him off so easily

it’s not the last time he comes into the cafe

absolutely not the last time

he never told you his name, and you eventually decide to ask taeil if he’s actually related to the weird guy that comes in to bother you every friday night

“oh, haechan? yeah, that’s my little brother,” taeil laughed wholly when you talked to him, “just give him whatever he orders and keep the receipt, I'll take care of it.”

despite getting his drink for basically without charge, he always orders the least expensive thing on the menu: a sweet iced tea

but that doesn’t stop him from leaning over the counter to very loudly ask you to add in a few extra pumps of sweetener

he sits in the middle of the cafe, in the center of all the buzz and craziness when the friday evening rush hits

he keeps his straw permanently in his mouth, leaning back on two legs in his chair, and scrolling through his phone

of course, whenever you leave your area behind the counter and venture out to the tables to hand out orders, he always has to add in his little, extra comments:

“woah, six iced americanos? it’s not dead week yet. you better tip the amazing barista that had to put up with you!” he practically screamed across the cafe and pointed a blaming finger at the group of girls who ordered the iced coffees

when it seemed like every person was ordering a million food items, he took the initiative to come help you “okay, what do you need me to do?” “haechan, you’ll get in trouble, you can’t be back here.” “actually, I can’t get in trouble ‘cause I don’t work here.” “that’s exactly why you’ll get in trouble.”

“excuse me, ma’am, this is not what I ordered. I'm gonna need a reimbursement.” he taps his cheek, “in the form of a kiss.” “haechan, please be quiet before I have to quit my job out of embarrassment.”

pretty soon, his “helpfulness” turns into the aspects of your friday night shift that make your eye twitch and probably the reason you found a gray hair this morning

you hope with the presence of your bosses this friday night, haechan will tone it down- or even better, not show up at all

but alas, he walks into the cafe right on time

“woah, what’s going on here?” haechan approaches the cash register where you’re counting money, but looks towards the brick wall of the cafe where taeyong and taeil are setting up a small stage, a backdrop, some strobe lights, and a sign that reads “Moonlight Cafe Karaoke Fundraiser!”

“can’t you read? knowing you, probably not.” you don’t look up from your counting and haechan pouts at you

“aww, c’mon, don’t be like that.” he leans his head between your face and your hands, blocking your view of the money

“I lost count, thanks.” you sigh, restarting your counting

“it’s okay!” haechan sings, “I'll help you.” he reaches his whole hand into the penny compartment and dumps out the coins on the counter, counting them one by one

“haechan!” taeil greets his younger brother with a clap on the back, “you have to join our fundraiser next friday night.”

“sorry, I only join fundraiser where I take my shirt off or eat.” haechan sighs and shrugs while you fake gag at his words

“oh, this is right up your alley. for every whole song someone sings for the crowd, we’ll give $25 towards the remodeling of the auditorium.” taeyong replies this time, and haechan perks his ears up

“that’s all I have to do? bro, I'm gonna make you bankrupt.” haechan lays his hand sympatheticly on taeil’s arm

“I think there should be a requirement to have a good voice to even consider singing a song.” you speak up, finally finishing counting the money in the cash register and fully joining the conversation

“oh, haechan has a good voice.” taeyong speaks up, “he’s a music major.” you're eyes turn into the size of dinner plates as you look between your bosses and haechan

“really?” you never thought about what haechan’s major is, but you never in a million years would think it’s music

maybe it’s because his shrill yelling every friday night has absolutely ruined your like for even his normal speaking voice, you can’t fathom what his singing voice sounds like

“oh, now I'm definitely singing next friday night, if anything then to prove y/n that I'm a god when it comes to music.” haechan leans closer to you, bopping your nose to gain your attention and stun you at the same time, “I'll serenade you, sweets.”

you grimace at the feeling in your chest his pet name brings you, and even more at how he smirks at you

it’s not the first time your heart feels like it’s about to fly away when you look at him, and you’re at the point where you’re hitting yourself for falling deeper into your feelings

you can’t help it, something about him is irresistible to you

no matter how much you want to rip your hair out whenever you’re around him

“maybe I'll quit before friday.”

but you don’t

and before you know it, the next friday night rolls around

the cafe is more packed tonight than any other night you’ve worked, and for the first time, taeyong and taeil are behind the counter working with you to provide food and drinks for everyone that comes in to enjoy the music

just like any other friday night, haechan walks in through the doors

the jingling of the bells seem to sound different when it’s him pushing the door open

your heart dumbly flips when you make eye contact with him; he’s more dressed up tonight, the top few buttons of his button up undone, wearing an expensive looking watch

you can tell he styled his hair and really tried with his look tonight

and man, it’s definitely affecting you

“your drink, haechan.” you slid over a straw and his sweet iced tea

“aw, it’s so cute that you memorized my order.” he coos and rips open the straw, sticking it into the lid

“it helps that you order it every time you’re here.” you mumble

he begins to walk away as he sips, but abruptly stops and turns around

“is there... extra sweetener in here?” he asks, looking up at you with the most perplexed face you’ve ever seen on him

haechan didn't even have to beg for you to add any extra pumps this time

“yeah,” you mumble with your head down, pretending to focus on wiping the counter, “for good luck.”

“you’re getting too soft with me, sweets” haechan walks back to the counter, taping the spot you keep focusing on to make you look up at him, “don’t stop. it’s cute.”

and with that he walks away, leaving you to attempt to hide the affects of how much his words moved you

soon, the fundraiser starts and several people go up on stage to sing a song

you meet doyoung and johnny, who are both close friends of taeil and taeyong and who also graduated from this same university

when they got up on stage to each sing a song, you were absolutely blown away by their talent and their voices

even taeil went up to sing, and you were amazed by his powerful and skilled voice

it only made you more curious about haechan

it has been almost an hour, and he still hasn’t gone up to the mic for his song

you wonder if he chickened out, but when taeil finishes, haechan stands up from his seat and walks to take the mic out of taeil’s hand

you move from behind the counter to lean against the other side of it next to taeyong, getting a good look at the stage where haechan is plugging his phone into the speaker

“hello everyone. I'm haechan, taeil’s brother, here to make my him and taeyong go bankrupt,” the audience laughs at his small joke and haechan eats it up, making you scoff

“this song is for the pretty barista who I've been flirting with for the past few weeks. I don’t think she noticed, so I hope this makes my intentions clear.”

he looks straight at you as he speaks, making your eyes widen at his unexpected words

you look over at taeyong for an explanation, but he only shrugs and laughs

the music starts, a slow and swing-y melody rings out of the speakers and stuns you

haechan is actually going to serenade you

with the cafe lights dimmed and the only focus on haechan, he looks like a different man than from what you’ve gotten to know these past few weeks

he looks a bit more serious; he makes eye contact with you from across the cafe, yet still somehow draws the entire audience in with his lush singing

for a second, you forget where you are

haechan’s voice is that powerful

his voice, which was formerly imprinted in your mind as the eagle-like screeching he likes to use when at the store, is now reminding you of the smooth milk you steam for lattes, and the cotton of newly washed bed sheets, and of everything that makes you melt from utter softness

it feels like he’s singing directly to your soul, and the lyrics make you blush:

“I found a dream that I could speak to, a dream that I can call my own.” he walks off the stage, down the steps and through the maze of tables and chairs

people move to let him through, some chatter rises as he walks towards you

“I found a dream to press my cheek to. A thrill that I have never known.” he approaches you, and taeyong holds you in place as you try to squirm away from the spot light

“Oh, yeah, you smile and then the spell was cast, and here I am in heaven. For you are mine, at last.” as the song ends, people clap for haechan and the cafe lights turn on

he doesn’t look away from you, keeping the microphone comfortably pressed to his lips

“hopefully, I can call you mine?” he asks you in a whisper, but his voice is still amplified by the microphone

the audience anticipates your answer, an eery quietness blanketing the room, all eyes on you

you stay silent, the amount of attention on you making you scared to speak up

“just say yes!’” taeil calls out from his seat, “please, he’ll be so annoying at home if you don’t. I'll give you a raise!” the crowd laughs and haechan sends his brother a glare before turning back to you

“yes, okay.” you finally respond and the cafe erupts into applause

haechan hands the mic to taeyong who walks it to the next person at the stage

soon, everyone forgets about you and haechan as the lights dim once again and the next person begins their song

haechan takes taeyong’s spot next to you against the counter

“you couldn’t ask me out like a normal person?” you whisper, turning to him

“that wouldn’t be any fun. plus, your face was so red. I'll never forget this.” he cackles silently

for a minute, you both stand in comfortable silence while watching the next person perform an upbeat song that has the audience singing and clapping along

the colorful strobe lights above the stage are turned on and they swing around the cafe, making you feel like you’re in a kaleidoscope

“you’re serious, right? about going out with me?” haechan’s tentative tone makes you turn to look at him

he’s leaning into you, his eyes curious and slightly nervous

he’s worried you might’ve been pressured into saying yes with almost a hundred people watching you

you take note how he looks more nervous asking you this question than performing in front of a whole room of people

the colorful lights hit his tan skin every once in a while and a few beads of sweat roll down his forehead from performing

he may be a bit annoying at times, but you decide that you wouldn’t have it any other way

“of course, I'm serious.” you reassure him

he smiles brightly at you, and you reach out to pinch his cheek lovingly

he laughs some more, leaning in abruptly to peck the side of your head and letting out an obnoxious “mwah” afterwards

“is it too late to take it back?”

“nope, sorry. you’re stuck with me, and I expect you to put extra sweetener in my tea every time from now on.”

“yeah, in your dreams.”

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ja3minz · 4 years

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what would cuddly sex w jaemin be like? i’m so soft for him, and just wanna give him kisses and run my fingers through his hair💔

god i feel u anon 🥺🥺

cuddly sex with jaemin means he’s gonna overwhelm you with so much love and affection ur gonna be drowning in it that’s the easiest way i can explain it

he likes those lazy mornings/afternoons where he’s already kind of laying on your chest and he starts getting touchy.

fingers running over your stomach and he’s kissing your neck (bc he knows Exactly how to get you going, he knows your body 😗)

jaemin’s favorite position is missionary regardless of any situation

but it’s especially his favorite when he’s trying to cuddle with you.

it’s borderline just cockwarming and not even sex for real because once he slides himself inside of you he doesn’t really move

he sits there, maybe grinds into you once or twice but for the most part he’s holding your hands and kissing you slowly

whispering sweet nothings in your ear and essentially worshipping your body by making sure his hands get all over you.

says “this is mine” a lot when talking about how he’s buried deep in you 😭

when you do begin actually having sex, again, it’s super slow and drawn out.

not only is he enjoying you, enjoying the sounds your making and hearing you desperately call out his name, he’s enjoying your body too. how warm and wet you are and how you cling to his cock like your life depended on it.

leaves hickies all over your chest and neck too

starts getting vocal once he feels his orgasm coming and you can tell he’s getting close because he starts holding onto you REALLY tight

like gripping your thighs for dear life

gets real breathy too, groans in your ear and picks up his pace

he isn’t like slamming into you or anything but it’s still overwhelming because he’s been teasing the hell out of you the whole time

so when he moves even a little quicker you’re like out of your mind and that’s the way he likes to have you

let’s out one loud, guttural and desperate groan of your name when he’s cumming, attaching your lips in a deep kiss real quick

random side note whenever he’s cumming he has to kiss you 😭 he has to put his mouth on something and sometimes if he can’t reach your mouth in time he just bites your shoulder

probably cums inside you and does not pull out at all because it’s comfortable and you’re warm and you’re filled with him and it makes him happy

really starts going off with the “you’re mine” after that

falls asleep right on your chest and doesn’t let go of your hand for pretty much the rest of the day 🥺

#i didnt intend on this being a bulleted thing #but i realized i had typed like a novel #so i had to break it up a bit so it was easier to read #JSJSHDBDJ #nct dream imagines #nct dream smut #nct smut #jaemin imagines #jaemin smut #nct dream timestamps #jaemin drabbles #jaemin headcanons #jaemin reactions #nct dream reactions #nct dream headcanons

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mochikis · 4 years

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angelcore!jaemin

imagine… just imagine cupid jaemin

thats basically what angelcore!jaemin is

softest heart and brightest smile, his mere presence heal hearts

jaemin boasts good looks, grades, relationships and cooking skills but he remains humble, so much so that people occasionally get mad at him

because of his nature to forget and forgive, people use him for their own gains

that’s when he met you, when you stood up for him when someone “accidentally” poured coffee on him you later learn that it was his brand new off-white sweatshirt that got completely ruined

in order to repay you, he wanted to help you with your longtime crush

at first you doubted whether he’d be able to do a good job but his interpersonal skills proved to be a great assist to you

using his delicate language, he was able to help you secure a date

because of how happy you were you hugged jaemin out of joy

jaemin awkwardly moved his hand behind your back to give you a gentle pat

when you pulled away, your smile was blinding. a genuine smile unlike his own business-like smiles

it was at that moment when his heart jumped in his ribcage and it hurts

you didn’t know why jaemin’s smile fell but you continued to beam at him

speaking so fast jaemin could barely keep up, only catching words like “date” and “outfit”

a small fire of jealousy burned in him

jaemin wanted to be the one who saw you all dressed up

jaemin heard the devil-like voices in his head

“cancel the date”, “you have the boy’s number don’t you?” and “he would understand”

jaemin shook his head, clearing it before focusing back on you and your voice

"hey jaemin, do you think you can help me pick an outfit?"

jaemin realises the trap he would walk into but he says yes anyway

on the day

"nana nana! how do i look"

jaemin smiles, a hint of pain laced in the way his lips curled

"y/n, you always look good"

you were flustered but... why?

why did it feel like your heart was about to burst with both pain and happiness?

there was no time for you to comprehend your own emotions as jaemin locked his eyes with you

“can’t you stay with me instead?”

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pillowfluffs · 4 years

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The Warmest Eyes!Jaemin

Pairing: Jaemin X Reader (gender-neutral)

Genre: enemies to lovers!AU, angst, college!AU,

Summary: Jaemin and you had a... special relationship. One where heated stare downs and friendly competition was as common as breathing...

Author’s Note: for a dear fwend uwu i hope you enjoy fwends~ I tried and I’m still getting used to writing nct, so i’ sorry if it doesn’t feel right/ accurate also, note that THIS IS REALLY LONGGG and tbh I love long bullet imagines soo haha

*Warning: Mentions alcoholism but not Jaemin and Y/N**

Strong suggestion: Listen to “Falling like the Stars” by James Arthur while reading. A queue on when to start listening to the song will be mentioned

Na Jaemin

The guy who was currently glaring at you from across the class as your teacher praised you for your high marks on the recent final

You could feel the anger seething from him as he stared at you with his cold eyes

And you smiled sweetly back as the teacher discussed with the class all the problems she had gone over repeatedly, but the class had brushed off her words, resulting in the entire class missing multiple questions

Except for Jaemin and you of course

But he didn’t get as many praises as you did

He was a few questions off

The bell rang, saving everyone from your teacher’s lecture

Everyone bustled out of the room and you were asked to stay by your teacher

And you did not miss the scowl on Jaemin’s face when she called your name

You left the room, headed towards lunch after a brief discussion your teacher had

She was curious what your future plans were since you were already so ahead compared to others

She was satisfied with your response to say the least, but you knew you would have to work even harder to get into S/N

You opened your locker with a few swift twists, grabbing your lunch and sorted through your backpack for your books

Just as you finished, your locker slammed shut in your face, earning a little jump from you

And that’s when your eyes met his

The eyes of satan jr himself, Na Jaemin

His eyes were cold like always when he looked at you, always creeping you out and evening making you wonder if he was an alien from Area 51

“Aw, what’s with the long face? Sad over a few points? I thought you’d be used to it by now.” You tilted your head with a cute smile

Suddenly his lips curled upwards at your words, causing a chill to run down your spine

“Say all you want about this test, Y/N, but from here on out, you’ll no longer be smiling about your scores. And I’ll make sure of it.” He leaned in closer to speak the last part lowly, entrapping your body between his and the lockers

You didn’t know how this all began, but once it did, there was no end to it

It even became natural for the other students during tests to make bets on who would score better

Once results came out, half the class cheered for joy when one or the other scored higher, feeling disappointment along with the other half of the class who groaned

Fast forward a bit with the same non-stop bickering to the end of Junior year

College examination tests were the only time through high school where things died down, but once scores and results came out, it was as if nothing had changed

Both your friend groups had merged into one, but you two refused to be near each other

Heck, the competitiveness stretched outside; playing video games, seeing who could drink more or last longer at parties

There really seemed like no end to this competition

College was the same as high school

It was definitely challenging, but you had grown accustomed to the challenges you would face and Jaemin was beside you, not letting you outdo him for a single second

Some people even wondered if you two were dating

Further, into the second year, things began to become rocky at home

Your parents had begun to grow… separate of each other

Specifically, your "father” who sadly was the breadwinner of the family

Even more specifically, your father, who wasn’t the best person for your mother

There were nights where he came home drunk, making him completely wasted by morning

Some nights were better than others, but some were worse

There had even been nights where you had to pry him from her, which only led to even more violence from him - verbal and physical

Their relationship was toxic and as much as you appreciated your dad and felt grateful to have him in your life, you could tell he wasn’t treating your mother as right as she should be treated

The school was already hard to get in, to be honest, and making sure you were able to receive and maintain scholarships was another challenge

And now that challenge was even bigger since things were unstable back home

You ignored Jaemin, focusing on your studies and even began to look for work you could do if the worst ever happened back home

It was winter break soon - a few days to be exact

Your friends, as well as Jaemin’s, planned a skiing trip to celebrate the holidays and new year

They, of course, invited you, but you had to decline

Now that you were more aware of the situation at home, it drove you, even more, to do even better than your best

Even if that meant you had to sacrifice time you could be spending with friends and even watch the money you could spend on necessities

For the first time, you would be spending a break at school, taking classes over the break

You figured Jaemin would tag along on the trip, but he stayed behind as well, taking classes of his own, but you knew he didn’t need to take these classes

He was just as ahead as you

To him it was simple; as long as you were being productive, he had to be just as productive as you

The campus was so barren now that almost everybody was gone except for a few

You could’ve sworn your eyes were about to fall out of your head if you didn’t take a break anytime soon

You put your pen down, leaning back in your seat and looked out the cafe windows, watching how the snow slowly fell from the grew clouds above

The cafe you were at was one of your favorites -- mostly since it was one of the less popular and smaller ones, so no one really went there

Especially now during the break, there was like one or two other people doing their own thing in the cafe

And the staff of course

The nice aromatic smell of coffee all around as well as the sweet scents of the baked goods on display

You leaned back in your seat, stretching your body out, hearing a couple satisfying cracks and pops

You honestly needed a chiropractor since your head was down most of the time and it was causing you pain

Your mind went over the things you needed to cover and do for your classes

Fortunately, it wasn’t too much you could do - you were ahead with the workload, actually finishing it on time compared to others who would leave it until the last minute

You never understood how others could do that to themselves but you understood their stance with doing it

The pressure and adrenaline

The pressure wasn’t your best friend, but when it came to it, if you ever faced it, you could get things done, but having the time and using it made you feel more productive and it felt great

You grabbed into your bag and grabbed your wallet and phone

“Hi, how may I help you?” the cashier’s bright tone gave you a boost of energy

You ordered your normal drink, but asked to add no cinnamon to the drink

You weren’t aware of it, but he had been watching

Na Jaemin

But he didn’t come here knowing you were here, of course, It was completely coincidental

Just like it was completely coincidental that he overheard you ordering your drink without cinnamon

And with that, he had a sudden thought to mess with you

He watched you disappear into the bathroom before he made his move to the register

“Hello, how may I help.. You?”

A devilishly handsome smile crept on his face, knowing full well he had caught the cashier’s attention

“Hello~ I was wondering if I could add cinnamon to the drink the customer Y/N just made here… I’m their… boyfriend…”

The cashier nodded complying to his wishes before he made his way back to his own table in the corner, studying his own material

He kept glancing back and forth from his notes to your table, smiling even more when he saw the barista place your drink down at your table

Now all he had to do was play the waiting game

He sipped at his own coffee, one that his best friend Jeno couldn’t even dare drink

It was far too bitter for others, but to him, it was like water

He laughed at just the simple thought of you expecting a refreshing drink, only to taste the thing you didn’t want

Moments later, you returned from the bathroom, sitting back down in your seat

You returned slightly refreshed after splashing a bit of cold water on your face

The snow outside had stopped falling, though it was still cloudy

You sat back down, glancing over your notes and skimmed over the next few chapters you would be reading

You took a sip of your drink, feeling refreshed at the sweet drink, only to suddenly feel the burn in your mouth

You put down your drink the best you could, trying not to spill it, but you failed, knocking the drink down to the ground

Your throat began to swell, your mouth and tongue began to itch and burn, spreading a tingling all over your face

It was unbearable and soon, a few staff members had reached your side, asking what was wrong

Jaemin stood from his seat, feeling a chill run down his spine

“What have I done?”

A pang of guilt shot through him as he joined the staff by your side

You had been trying to dig through your bag, spilling the content within, finding the familiar pill bottle you had always carried around with you

Your hands trembled trying to open the bottle, but alas, it was taken from your hands by warm ones

You looked up meeting Jaemin, finding his orange-ish hair in his eyes Everything felt like it was moving in slow motion Your eyes just stared as everybody looked at you

You could feel the heat of your reaction spreading from your lips and you wheezed with every breath taken, feeling your throat slowly begin to close

He took the pills and put them into your mouth, pouring a bit of water from a cup one of the barista’s brought, and closed your mouth

Fortunately, you were able to swallow before your throat could close, but now you were just waiting for the medicine to kick in

He mentally wished over and over in his head you were going to be okay - guilt would be the end of him if you were seriously hurt for a joke he thought that would only be a minor inconvenience for you

“Please be okay…” his eyes pleaded

Slowly but surely, you were recovering

Your breathing began to steady itself and your throat began to open up, though you knew you needed to head to the medical office either way

“Are you okay?”

“I- I think so,” you coughed out, feeling the itch still in your throat

He helped you into your seat, handing you another cup of water

“Miss/Sir, are you okay? We’re terribly sorry. Should we call an ambulance for you?”

You were faced with the cashier you ordered your drink from, seeing their smile no longer on their face and their bright aura, gone

“No, I’ll be alright, but I thought I ordered with no cinnamon?”

“Ah, we added cinnamon upon your boyfriend’s request,” she nodded politely, gesturing to Jaemin and backed away, feeling the atmosphere drop as you turned your attention to the boy standing before you

At this point, you didn’t even know how to feel looking at Jaemin

You didn’t even really want to look at him

He could feel your eyes on him, but he couldn’t bear to look you entirely in the eye

You turned away before he could say anything, frantically packing your belongings back into your bag and putting away your notes, discarding the drink

“I don’t know who he is…” you spoke coldly, barely audible, but Jaemin heard it loud and clear

The two of you were never really close friends, but why did it feel like he had just lost more than a close friend?

He let out a sigh, rubbing his neck as he slowly made his way to his table

The staff averted their eyes whenever Jaemin caught them looking, whispering about what had just happened

It was a miracle you didn’t need an ambulance, but he still worried for you and he couldn’t forgive himself

The weight of regret was heavy on Jaemin’s shoulders as he walked back to his dorm, but his steps grew heavier and heavier walking past your dorm

He didn’t even know if you were even back yet or not

The air was fresh and it just smelled clean

But I mean, you were in the medic office after all, so of course, it was clean and sanitary

You sat on the examination table feeling your body respond well to the medication they had provided to you

The cream they had rubbed onto your face had a cooling effect, which was great since it meant it was working and that the red irritation was going away

The staff who had treated you left you in the room, but advised you to stay put for at least an hour in case something were to happen

You obliged and just continued your studies at their desk - after getting the permission of course

Your fingers flew over your keyboard effortlessly, typing up one of the various essays you had to do for your classes

The words came smoothly and you knew exactly what to say and how to say it

You were halfway through your essay when you were stumped - stumped on how to feel and think about Jaemin now

Everything fell to a standstill all around you

You were honestly really sad about what Jaemin did, but why?

You knew it was one of his antics - he just wanted to bother you a little and you two were never really close friends

Your heart was hurt, that shit hurted but you took a breather and stepped back to view the whole scenario

He, like the two of you, but most of him just wanted to play a little

Even now when the two of you were in the second year of college

He was the same over the years: he played games like this

Your lips automatically curled upwards at the thought of high school

The rarest moments where he actually did things for you that seemed like he actually cared for you as a person than what you got on the test

Like the one time, it was your birthday

It had slipped the minds of your friends since it was exam season

Jaemin brought a cupcake for you but he never told you until Jeno did one day the two of you hung out

He complained about how he kept pestering him about what flavor he should get you

You couldn’t see him the same, but then the next tests came and he did better than you

It was only when he started gloating about you losing your edge did you remember who he really was

Jaemin’s eyes scanned over the pastries, looking over which ones would be a good pick

The bakery was off-campus, but it was on one of the main streets, making it popular for the students His heart dreaded just thinking back to how you left the cafe

Usually, when his jokes like these went down, you were surprised, but you never left him like that

It was one of the great things he actually admired about you

You never backed down from a challenge - specifically his challenges

But just thinking about his actions made his heart ache

Did he really lose you forever?

He left the bakery with bags full of goodies, goodies without cinnamon, of course, hoping you could forgive him

But as he walked towards your dorm, he thought of ways to accept the inevitable

The crisp winter air was a breath of freshness in your lungs

Especially now that they weren’t swelling from cinnamon, but most of your feelings towards Jaemin had faded

You were a softie by heart and thinking about it, Jaemin never knew you were allergic

To be honest, only a small handful of people did So you couldn’t blame him

But thinking back, were you too cold?

You walked back towards your dorm, mentally preparing a schedule in your head for what you had to finish tonight to keep yourself on your bigger schedule

Thinking it all over in your head, you were only behind by a little so really, you could just wake up earlier tomorrow or go to sleep later and you would be right on track once again

you made it back to your dorm, seeing the bright winter moon shine its light through your window

your roommate had gone back home for the holidays, leaving you all alone

you dropped your bag onto your desk with a loud-ish boom, almost making you not notice your phone buzz

Your heart burned in anger and sadness at the same time

Tears formed faster than you could mentally process the message you read on your phone completely

You went over the message from your father word by word, making sure you weren’t seeing things just cause you were too tired or you had pushed your limit

“I’m leaving your mom. Bye”

You threw your phone onto your bed, pacing back and forth

Just thinking about your father made you sick to your stomach

Your throat closed up, making it hurt to even breath

Before you knew it, you felt the cold tears dripping down your face

Your knees gave out below you, sinking you down to the cold tiled ground and all you wanted to do was break something

Anything to blow off this anger and steam

It felt like you wanted to just disappear and cry, but also rip off someone’s head

Never have you ever felt so conflicted like this before oof

The audacity of your father to say he was leaving your mom took the air from your lungs

You just didn’t know where to begin to think or say about him, so you just sat there, letting your emotions just ooze out

Your sobs became sadder and sadder, making your voice come out in broken gasps

Until you heard a light knock on your door, bringing you from your cries

You covered your mouth with a wobbly hand, hushing your cries

“Y/N?” A voice you thought you never wanted to hear again sounded through your ears

And never have you ever felt the need to hear it as much as this very moment

“Are you in there? I thought I saw you walk through the entrance…”

you pushed yourself up onto your feet, only taking a few strides to get to the door

your hand grasped the doorknob, though only stopping, finding no strength left at all to just open the door

“Y/N? Are you in there?”

a burst of hope shot through him

“I just wanted to apologize for what happened at the cafe earlier… I really am sorry… I didn’t know you were allergic to cinnamon…”

his own words and voice stung him, making him feel emotionally weaker and weaker, remembering vividly to what he did

you lay your head against your door and listened, feeling the wood cool your head

a hurricane of emotions crashed throughout your body

It was just too much for you to handle

His words paused when your door suddenly opened

His heart ached to see you in your dark room all alone

Tears streamed down your face, bringing tears to his own eyes“I’m so sorry, Y/N,” his voice cracked as he spoke

You bit your own lip, trying to hold back the obvious tears from falling now that you were seeing him face to face

It was a strange feeling, especially now that you were looking up to his eyes

The ones that were always so cold

The ones that always glared at you in annoyance when you did better on a test or were praised by the teacher

But now they were gone

Now they were warm

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It was as if you two were connected when the two of you took a step towards each other, meeting in the doorway

Your head buried against his chest, breaking even more as thoughts flooded your head of what would happen now that your dad was leaving

His bag of baked goods sat on the ground, leaning against the door as he gladly took you into his arms

“I’m sorry,” he whispered into the top of your head

You shook your head against his chest, feeling the now damp fabric of his shirt rub against your face

“I’m not upset by that… you didn’t know…”

Relief washed over his body for a brief moment, but worry now filled him even faster

“Why are you crying, then?” he cupped your face in his hands, trying to rub away the sadness from your face

It was the first time Jaemin saw you like this

So vulnerable, especially when you were clearly emotionally hurt

And realized he didn’t like seeing you like this

Something in him yearned to see your smile, brightening the room and anyone around you

He yearned to hear your witty comebacks to his comments

He yearned for you

You began to calm down, though your breaths were still jagged and uneven

Your hands even began to tremble as you held to his forearms for a grounding

Now that someone had actually asked, it became clear that you couldn’t even bring yourself to say what your father had told you via text message without choking on your words or push your words through the painful lump in your throat

His eyes never left yours as he tried to figure out what had caused the storm behind them

But your eyes never met his; it was like you were trying to look anywhere else, but his eyes

He turned, leading you into your room and shut the door with his foot behind him

“Shh,” he stroked your head as he led you to your bed, sitting you on the edge so he could kneel before you

“If you don’t want to talk about it, that’s completely fine. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay..” a cold twinge of regret filled him- you obviously weren’t okay, but he didn’t know what to say

His voice was so soft and gentle, it reminded you of your father when you were a kid: he read bedtime stories to you until you fell asleep and made sure you were okay

But he was leaving and that side of him was long gone

What changed him? Was it your fault? Your thoughts began to race all at once as you just stared into Jaemin’s eyes

Even in the dark, you still saw them clear as the day He couldn’t figure out the look on your face as you just mirrored him, making him wonder if he had said the right thing or not

Your breath began to quicken and before you knew it, your cries poured out of you as memories and thoughts and scenarios and just so much poured through your head

And Jaemin could tell whatever was making you cry like this began to plague you even more

Your cries had become more; it became the kind of desolate sobbing that came from a person who lost hope, but in this case, you were losing hope

He could see it drain from your eyes as you were drifting farther and farther away

You buried your face into the palm of your hands, biting your lip to try to control your emotions

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” was all he could say, all he felt like he could say

It burned within him and the moments played repeatedly in his head in slow motion

he could have just gone on the trip, he could have just not done it

he could have just ignored your presence in that cafe

but he didn’t

he wanted to see your confused or frustrated face

the annoyed look he loved to see whenever his grade surpassed yours or when you found out he was the culprit

you mustered up all the courage you could despite how hot your anger was with your “dad”

he covered your hand with his which allowed him to feel every tremble as you tried to speak

you tried to swallow through the hard lump in your throat, only feeling it remain there

the sun began to set and snow began to fall once again

“my stepdad…” it pained you to call that man your dad, but at the moment, you didn’t know what else to call him. “My parents are divorcing and a part of me is happy cause he’s the absolute worst person in my life.”

a small wave of relief washed through Jaemin, but he pushed it aside, trying to understand how you felt

“he never treated my mom well and he was basically just a leech that used her for money and now that it’s probably gone, he’s leaving. I don’t know what made her want to be with him, but all she told me was that we need him”

you clenched your fists and jaw in anger, resisting the urge to smash your phone to bits against the concrete wall

“y/n, I’m so sorry… I don’t know what to say.” He rubbed your shoulder trying the best of his abilities to comfort you

you sighed, releasing your fists

“you don’t have to apologize for something you didn’t do… I’m not upset with you, to be honest. This is way bigger and you didn’t mean to harm me. I’ve known you for years but I know when you know not to make a joke or to take things seriously.”

you felt a minor weight lift off your chest for some reason, a bit unaware as to why it lifted when all you said was the truth

jaemin was surprised you had seen noticed it, but it was just the morally right thing to do

“you notice quite a lot, huh?” he tried to take your mind off the elephant in the room

jaemin honestly didn’t know how to feel in this moment

but he was sure what he wanted to do: to see the smile he realized he had missed

you huffed a bit not knowing what to say, think, or feel

a part of you was grateful to the moon and back your mom was free but a part of you also burned with a passionate fire knowing that now your mom would have to struggle to have no place to go

his question had gone right over your head

you stared at the dust-covered ground in the far corner of the room, wondering about the future

“I’m sorry, Jaemin, I have to call my mom…” You stepped outside of your dorm, leaving Jaemin by himself in the silence

“of course, no worries... I’ll be here,” he flashed a kind smile and wave as you shut the door behind you

your legs carried you down the hall towards the stairwell as your cold device was pressed against your ear

“mom?” your voice came out quieter than you wanted

“Hey, sweetie…” The soothing voice of your mother calmed down a part of your nerves but did nothing to the storm brewing within

the coldness of the walls didn’t even bother you

it felt like when you first saw the message, you had everything to say but now you were on the phone with your mom, you were speechless

“are you okay?”

your mom sounded so dejected, it broke your heart

“i... I do- I don’t know what to say…”

your eyes were glued to the ground as you leaned back against the wall

“what’s gonna happen?”

“y/n, I don’t want you to worry about anything. I don’t know what's going to happen myself, but I’ll figure something out..”

“what’re you gonna do?”

you could hear her sigh as much as she tried to suppress it

“I’ll be okay. Don’t worry about me. As long as you maintain your scholarships, the easier it’ll be to keep you in school.”

your vision blurred as her words seeped deep within

this wasn’t the life your mother deserved

her words were true. The easiest thing you could do for your mom right now is to maintain your grades until you graduate

“Y/N? Can you do this for me, sweetie?”

you hadn’t even realized you spaced out lost in thought

“ye-yeah...”

“Listen, I have to go pack, okay?”

hearing these words made something in you crack

you didn’t know what, but you knew it would take time to mend, that is if it could be mended at all

“Okay,” you said airily. “Bye mom”

“swe-”

you ended the call, cutting her off

The silence crashed against you like waves

the dorms, for once, were silent

snow slowly fell outside, silencing the night sky and everything

before you could process it, the powdery snow crunched beneath your steps

Jaemin sat still in your dorm in the same spot you left him in

He couldn’t imagine how you felt

Just sitting here felt a little wrong, especially since it was your room after all

The two of you had never spent time alone like this

“Maybe I should’ve left…” he sighed, facepalming

he rose to his feet and approached the door

he stuck his head out the doorway, looking to the left and right down the empty hall

you were nowhere in sight

he couldn’t lie to himself saying he didn’t feel his heart drop for the briefest of moments

he reached into his phone pocket until it hit him

after all these years, he never had your phone number

“Shoot...”

he went onto twooter (not a typo, Twooter) and found your account, sending you a message

“Hey, where’d you go?”

the message was sent and delivered

now all he had to do was wait

“Please be okay”

he sat back down on your carpet, leaning against your bed

his memories replayed in his head starting from your childhood up until now

never once in your encounters with him did you ever seem so

so sad

so frustrated

his chest burned a little when your face flashed into his mind

Seeing you so torn

“I wanna see that smile again…” he said to himself as if he was whispering a secret

it was then after the words fell from his lips, his phone vibrated

“Sorry, I went to the cafe... needed to breathe.”

“if you want to leave, it’s okay. I have my keys with me.”

“thanks for coming.”

he picked himself up and made his way to the cafe with no hesitation

the frosty air nicked at his ears and face as he walked at a fast pace toward the cafe

there was a feeling deep in his gut that just told him he had to be there with you

the warm atmosphere embraced him as he stepped through the doors, already striding towards your table in the corner

it was pretty empty except for a couple of others on their own in their own world’s

you sat facing the wall with your phone faced down on the table

“Y/N?” He looked at you, trying to look into your eyes as he slowly sat down across from you

you stared down to the other side of the table, right at the edge where anything could fall off of it if tipped just enough

and here you were

a tipping point and you were stuck

“Nothing feels real right now and I don’t know what to do.”

you sounded so dejected as you stared at the table, showing no emotion, but he could only imagine what was going through your mind right now

“how do you feel?” he cautiously asked

“I know it feels like something you could just brush away beneath the carpet or something you could say ‘it’s fine’ and move on, but sometimes, you can’t hide it. Sometimes you need to empty the jar and I want to be here for you.”

you paused, letting his words sink in, realizing even more how sweet the mischievous and your long time “enemy” really was

“if you really don’t want to talk about it now, we can always do something else or talk about anything else. But please.”

he bent his head down, meeting your eyes

“know that I want to listen and be wherever with you”

you were taken aback hearing these words for the first time in your life, especially since it came from Jaemin of all people

his breathing stammered after he has said these things, being bold and showing a bit of his true emotions for you that he began to admit to himself while being here with you

you took a deep breath in and opened your mouth, formulating the words in your head

“Since the moment I met him, I just had this feeling that he was a terrible person. She could have done so much better, but she said we needed him.”

rage began to bubble within you as you spoke of the man who came into you and your mom’s lives, ruining with everything he did

Jaemin listened intently, never letting his eyes leave yours as you spoke

He took everything in as you spoke like a sponge taking in water for the first time

despite being so “close” to each other all these years, he realized he never knew anything about you and your life outside of school

“Now since he’s leaving, I honestly don’t know what I can do”

“What do you mean?”

“As much of a pain as he is, he paid for a good part of my tuition to go here… It’s already half because of the scholarships I was able to get from financial aid, but I just know my mom’s going to have to take like three jobs if she wants to be able to cover all the tuition...”

“We can’t really take any loans,” you said through the ever-growing lump in your throat

It burned to even speak, but deep down it surprised you how easily you were able to come out with everything

Jaemin was right, it felt good

“For now, she said to work hard to maintain the scholarship, which of course I will, but she’s literally all I have for a family left”

Your eyes drifted to anywhere else, just not to Jaemin’s

He stayed silent as he took everything in, processing any possible suggestions, thinking about asking his family to help you

You sighed as you leaned back, feeling the sudden prick of tears at your eyes, but you didn’t want to shed any more

This wasn’t something you couldn’t handle, but you just didn’t know how to

“Y/N,” he called, waiting for you to meet his eyes

“I’m very sorry you have to go through this all of a sudden…”

“No, don’t be sorry, Jaemin. None of this is your fault…” you said even though you knew what he meant

“If we’re unable to pay, I might just have to drop and go to community college,” you sighed

It wasn’t the worst and the financially better place to go to would have been there, and now it really might be

The cafe became empty and some employees began to check out while the graveyard shift employees took their place

After sitting in brief moments of silence, Jaemin finally spoke up

“Maybe you could talk to the school and perhaps they’ll understand, helping you out more?”

His mind began to stem off into different ways of how your future at S/N could go

Now that there was an actual possibility of him losing you in his life, he didn’t want to lose you

All those times in high school, the two of you would sit across from each other in the classroom, finding each other’s eyes to shoot a playful glare, they were honestly a highlight of his day he didn’t realize he had until you were absent for a week and he would look across the room, seeing an empty chair

The days whenever you would walk to class late or early, making him miss his daily chance to stick his tongue out at you or mess with your hair as he walked passed honestly made him bummed in his next class

The time you missed the field trip to a greenhouse for biology, and he spent his time there alone, absorbing all the facts and everything just so he could brag to you about how he now knew more than you

But he always saw the sparkle in your eyes whenever you listened to him “brag” about the facts he learned when in reality, they were things he wished you were there to learn yourself alongside him

“Y/N…” He gently caressed your arm

“I really think it’ll help if you talk to the school. My brother’s done it before with his friend. You have scholarships because you need it and because the school wants you to be here, to represent the name so if they really want you here, they’ll help you.”

You listened as the gears in your mind turned and coiled, thinking of all the possibilities you could do to make it easier for your mom financially

After working so hard to get here, it would be a shame to throw it all away when you have a chance

A chance for a brighter future

And a chance to be with the guy you’ve been competing with all these years

As teasing and “annoying” as he could be, you always trusted Jaemin

After a bit, you exhaled, releasing a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding in for so long

“I really, really want to stay, Jaemin. I really do and I honestly don’t know what to do. I want to help my mom and I want to just enjoy life”

You sighed, rubbing your face and combing your fingers back through your hair

“I’ll talk to the financial office but I’m just scared…”

“If you want, I can go with you?” He tilted his head

For some reason, you felt a weight lift off your chest as soon as the question fell from his lips

The ones your eyes always fell down to during class or whenever he was near

“Please…” you sighed, breaking into a tired small smile

He nodded, matching your smile as it spread on your lips

“I suppose now I have to watch over you closer, you know, to make sure you’re on top of all your studies.” He winked

“As if, Na Jaemin. If anything, you should be coming to me for help,” you retorted, rolling your eyes halfway

As the silence began to grow, your smile began to fade away as you zoom in back to reality

“What- what if the school doesn’t help… and I really do have to leave?”

He felt a prick sting his chest as he saw the concern spread across your face, making your smile fade

“I’ll leave with you. They’ll lose two of the school’s best underclassmen,” he said in a bright way, yet you could hear the sincerity behind his words

He was 100% serious

“I never thought I would say this, but I need you to be here,” Jaemin admitted

The things he wanted to say, the things he thought raced in his head like a blur accompanied by the sound of his heart hammering in his chest

But for now, he stopped after these words, seeing how you would react before throwing everything away

You actually didn’t know what to say and just looked at him to continue

“I really don’t know how to say this, but since high school, I knew for a fact that nothing would be the same whenever you weren’t around. When I couldn’t see those warm eyes for a day at least, all my friends would be asking me if I was okay or why I seemed so down.”

“At the time, I didn’t even know myself until I saw your warm eyes again the next time you came back…” He paused as he read your eyes, unable to get an idea of how you were feeling or thinking, but he continued

“I think I can say for the two of us that we need each other to actually be who we are like if you never came into my life or inspired me to compete with you academically, I wouldn’t be sitting here, Y/N.”

A small smile spread across your lips as the words fell from your lips

“I think so too,” you laughed a bit

It was true: so many nights in the past you realized before you fell asleep that if it wasn’t for Jaemin’s competitiveness, you would’ve never actually studied

You couldn’t tell if he could hear or sense how loud your heart was pounding in your chest or not, but you wanted him to continue

Everything felt so light as Jaemin poured his feelings for you

How warm his own eyes were, yet it made you wonder how he saw your eyes from his perspective

“Just from today, as crazy as it sounds, I’ve come to realize how devastated I would be if you really left S/N. So, I’m going to do everything in my power to help you through this because I want you to stay, I really do too. So much that I’m willing to teach you everything I know to, you know, make sure you’re on top of everything,” he smiled

“Everything?” you questioned

“More scholarships, the bigger ones with higher rewards and more competition. Trust me, with our brains combined, the school will be paying you to study here.”

He spoke giving you so much hope, you hoped it was all going to be true

“But this will cost a price, however, but not monetary.” He leaned onto the table, resting his chin on top of his fists stacked on top of each other

“Oh? And what would that be, Jaemin?” You mirrored him, leaning down with only a couple of inches separating you from him

He paused, almost not hearing your question as he took in your features

From the way your nose curled to the hue of your lips in this light and how your hair was effortlessly perfect in his eyes

To the warmest eyes he had ever seen and now got to see so closely

“Go out with me.”

~~~~~ Masterlist for more! Thank you for reading! this is my first time writing an enemy to lovers!AU I'm sorry if it's not good asdkjasdlk

Edit (3/28/20): enemies to lovers are hardd but I will continue writing for practice! I hope this was okay as a first!

The draft made: July 16, 2019, at 10:28pm EST Final Draft made: March 30, 2020, at 10:16pm EST

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hunbomb · 4 years

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roommate! jaemin

i hope u guys like this one! i do :)

warning: not proofread LMAO

jaemin: a huge flirt

like we been knew sis okay bUt its not like it defines him ya kno??? like yes he is a flirt but its not like he does it purposely

however that doesn’t stop every single girl from liking him

except for u cause you’re ~not like other girls~

jk you are

cause who wouldn’t find na jaemin attractive?? tf???

okay but like the dealio between you and jaemin is that you are best friends

and you have a fat crush on him (u have since the beginning of highschool LOL)

luckily for you, although jaemin is a flirt, he isnt interested in any girls so he doesnt bring any to your dorm

and even if he did, he would tell u because it would be shitty not to

anyway

so u met in grade nine and yalls friendship popped TF off right away like you joined nomins duo and made it a trio in the span of 4 months and everyone was like???? this mf got that close to them that fast???? mastery

jeno was like ur brother from another mother fr

you and him told eachother everything and sometimes he would tell you things he wouldnt even tell jaemin. like everyone has those people that although theyre close w, there are some things you’d never tell and that goes for jeno and jaemin

jaemin never told jeno he listens to taylor swift

and jeno never told jaemin that he watched all of my little pony friendship is magic on netflix

but since you and jeno shared some personal things w eachother, you obviously told him about your crush on jaemin

and since you had a crush on jaemin, you never got like super super close with him just cause ur feels got in the way

mainly just you never got as close to jaemin as you did jeno

sure you were bffs, but it wasn’t on such an intimate level

cause everytime jaemin would look your way you’d be gasping for air

so timeskip to senior year

everything is great

your friendship is still strong af and you guys are all planning for post secondary

jaemin and you get into the same uni right.... and jeno gets into the one the town over so your friendship wont take that much damage

but!!! jaemin wants to room with you!!! and ur like!! fucufejdsk!!!

cause like ofc you want to who wouldnt????? but you have such a massisve crush on him you dont want it to get in the way of not only yours but also jaemins university experience

you say yes tho and next thing you know youre unpacking all your stuff

the dorm is kind of small like there isnt a lot of space,,,,, theres two bedrooms but the beds literally take out the whole room HAHHAHA and then there is a chill space with the kitchen connected and u and jaemin have to share a washroom LOL

“jaemin what the FUCK did you eat??? beans??? i bet it was beans this shit smells so bad i-”

“it really do be ya own friends sometimes” -jaemin 2020 :((((((

anyway so like university life is good you and jaemin invite jeno over every weekend for a sleepover and vice versa its so cute GAH

but like,,,, here’s where the drama comes in

one day you are facetiming jeno and youre telling him about how you really like jaemin and blah blah ya know the usual

and youre not really looking at the screen cause youre doing your homework and focusing on that but jeno sees in the back that jaemin has fully entered the room

and you dont notice cause hes silent and your still talking but jeno is trying to get your attention UDHSJIA

and when he does you see in your part of the screen jaemin just,,,, standing there

cue you ending the call with jeno SO FAST and turning around like oH i thought you had classes right now?

“.... they ended early”

“i see” ://////////

you like get up super fast and just walk around him and go into your roomm shutting the door

poor jaemin is just like “what”

cause to be honest he never really considered this situation ever happening yah he thought you were prettier than most girls and he liked the way you were able to talk to people so easily but he never would have thought you harboured feelings for him

so he kind of just leaves it be cause he knows that you def dont want to talk about it and is willing to wait for you to be the one who brings it up

so time skip to dinner youre both just eating in silence but you dont like it,,,

“what i said was true” you say and jaemin looks up and he knows where this convo is going but he lets you speak

“i didnt ever plan on telling you because i really like our friendship but i guess i wasn’t careful enough”

your heart is beating hella fast but you try to look unbothered and its going pretty good until jaemin asks you something

“how long have you felt this way?”

OKAY like it shouldnt be a big deal to tell him bc you already exposed yourself but for some reason that question just hit you deep cause you realized that youve liked him for so long and he never felt the same ya know

“i dont know,,, since the start of highschool? when we became friends i always thought you were cute and it just turned into a full blown crush”

jaemin just sort of nods in response “oh okay”

so that night your just laying in your bed full of regrets

you know things are about to be super duper awkward between you and jaemin and you wish it didnt have to be like that

so over the next couple of weeks its more awkward than it has ever been before and the sleepovers with jeno seem so divided

its either jeno and you or jeno and jaemin its never the three of you anymore :((((((

jaemin isn’t ignoring your feelings though, dont worry! hes just trying to sort his out

because your confession kind of opened his eyes

he doesnt want to force himself to like you but he cant help but admit that when he first heard you talking about your feelings a huge warmth spread through his chest and he may or may not have uncovered some feelings

these feelings were always there but he suppressed in grade nine cause he thought you’d never like him and you just wanted to stay friends

so he pushed them down and never thought about it again

but obviously that didnt happen because now youre on his mind 24/7 and he wishes that he could just talk to you but hes kind of nervous

so after taking advice from jeno he tries to talk to you more, like asking how your day went and starting up conversations

youre kind of like “what u playing at son” but you leave it cause you know jaemin would never do you dirty like that

it stays this way for a while until one night theres a particularly bad thunderstorm and jaemin is scared of thunder

and so when youre just playing on your phone jaemin opens your door slightly and has this scared look on his face

and you know that jaemin is scared of thunder so you open your arms without any words being shared

a huge boom of thunder makes jaemin squeal and jump into your arms

and he gets comfy under the covers as youre holding him, no words shared between you two

he starts to feel much better and this sense of comfort washes over him like,,, youre his home

and as hes falling asleep he softly mutters

“im sorry it took me so long”

and youre just straight confused like what does that mean is he talking about his feelings or just the fact that yall havent had such an close encounter in a while

the next morning you wake up and jaemins arms and you guys are facing eachother

and hes already awake so when you oepn your eyes you find him already looking at you

“thank you for last night, youre the best” he whispers and youre like all good fam i understand

but then he leans in closer and is like “i should have told you this so long ago, but i am in love with you”

your eyes widen and youre like wh AT the FUCJ your heart is beating at like 420 bpm and ur shooketh

he just smiles and pulls in you in closer and its just a super soft moment and no words have to be said

that night you guys are cuddling on the couch after dinner when jaemin just asks you be his gf

OF COURSE YOU SAY YES! you have been waiting for this moment for god knows how long

jeno is all like damn fina-fucking-ly i’ve been watching this romance play out for like 5 years!

its super cute

its even better that you guys are roommates because youre already living together so you get to see eachother everyday

jaemins room as become a guest room for sorts as he now shares a bed with you

jenos happy af hes like YESSS I DONT NEED TO SLEEP WITH JAEMIN IN OUR SLEEPOVERS ANYMORE

jaemin: >:(((((( tf is that supposed to mean

you just laugh and youre like im not complaining hahaha and jaemins heart just stutters so bad

he really does love you and he cant believe it took him so long to accept his feelings

and one night he tells you about how he pushed them down and youre like “exCUSE ME we could have been dating all this time u pussy”

sad jaemin :(((((

anyway ya its so good its a win-win situation

you get to room with the love of your life and its just magical there are so many soft moments between you two and just UGH relationship goals

i need me a jaemin

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jenjibear · 3 months

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NCT DREAM AS BOYFRIENDS PREFRENCE/IMAGINE

(Fluff)

Bullet points cause I’m too tired to write paras TT

Gender neutral

Mark

* so soft, So sweet and attentive.

* He will always be there for you no matter what. No matter the time he will be there ready to listen to you because he can’t stand to see you hurt or sad.

* Puts you before himself because he is so selfless like that

* writes songs for you because he loves to hear your opinions on them

Overall a boyfriend who is just like a friend, and will always be there for you to depend on.

Renjun

* loves to have little art dates with you, drawing and painting together

* likes to take you to karaoke to sing with you because he loves your voice and how it sounds when you sing with him.

* matching clothes always, you look like the couple fit pics from Pinterest

* no matter how savage he is with the members he is always sweet with you.

Overall a boyfriend who loves the little things, and the time he spends with you.

Jeno

Where do I even begin ><

* gives you his hoodies, even without you asking..he says it’s cause you look cold he actually just thinks you look amazing in them.

* shares his gummies with you and no one else!

* loved to give you back hugs while you work/study

* bike rides through the park together are a regular occurrence

Overall a boyfriend who knows how to make you feel loved, and loves to see you smile

Haechan

* gamer boyfriend, hopped up on red bull,no sleep and a dream…but will still smile at you no matter how tired he is because you are better than caffeine

* teaches you how to play league so you can game together

* lazy big day dates are a regular thing after he spends all night gaming

* is relentless if you don’t give him enough affection so give him plenty of smooches

Overall he is that gamer boy boyfriend we’ve all dreamed about at some point, but will always have time for his love

Jaemin

Stop I’m so soft for Jaemin as a boyfriend

* cooks 3 meals a day for you because you will not skip any meals while he’s around, you are his love and he is going to make sure you are happy and healthy

* spams your phone relentlessly with lovey dovey paragraphs to ensure you always have a smile on your face

* you get exclusive pictures of the kids (his cats) but you’re still his number 1

* refuses to sleep unless you are beside him

Overall a boyfriend who isn’t afraid to love you and show you your worth, treats you like royalty because that’s what you deserve

Chenle

* takes you to watch him play basketball because he loves hearing you cheer and encourage him, he swears it makes him play better

* spoils you rotten within reason

* loves to cuddle into you while watching videos on his phone

* like Jaemin, you get exclusive photos of Daegal on the regular

Overall a fun and easy going boyfriend who loves just having you in his life and how much joy you bring with you.

Jisung

Ugh jisung TT

* stays up late on FaceTime with you if he can’t be beside you (usually when on schedule or tour) because he can’t stand being away from you

* sends you videos and photos that remind him of you just because

* innocent touches while you cuddle up to watch movies together

* constants has a lovestruck look on his face when you’re around

Overall a boyfriend who is your first love, and makes you feel warm inside and never makes you feel alone

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z1sung · 4 years

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dating mark would include ->

this is short i’m so sorry

having to cook for him

gotdammit gordon ramsey

neck! kisses!

a whole lot of patience with this boy’s teasing

but then you tease him and he go MUTE

oh he BLUSHING blushing

esp when it’s around all the other members

expect to be forced to wear his hoodies

but can you complain?

he thinks you are the smallest thing ever

and then you’re like

“mark you’re two inches taller than me”

“____ LET ME HAVE A MOMENT”

i think he’d take a lot of pictures of you

be ready to get picked up constantly

he just tryna flex in front of johnny

yeah he can lift 130 ;D

johnny hit us with that 400

anywho

he’d probably try to help you with whatever school work you had trouble with but

he doesn’t know cuz he missed like 200+ days of his senior year

movie nightsss

he suggests a scary movie and ends up being the one cuddling into your side like a 🅱️ussy!

gets excited if u invite him to church one morning becuz mork bee is a good christian boi

he’d always serenade u with that guitarra of his

“can we just TALK”

i wanna hear him play honeymoon by johnny stimson because i’d collapse on the spot

i feel like saturday nights for listening to music like l$d by a$ap rocky and or anderson .paak songs

probably asks you to marry him a lot

he deserves extra watermelon for being the best bf ever <3

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catboyieejeno · 1 year

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about: requests/asks

this 'about' post will be updated as more groups/options are available.

groups i currently accept requests for

please be aware that most of my posts will be nct dream and svt

nct dream nct 127 seventeen

content/genres I currently accept requests for:

content:

imagines/scenarios: formally written, describing a scenario between reader and member(s) with backstory/intro and can have multiple parts if requested head-cannons: bullet point/list format, not formally written, just me shooting ideas of how i think they would be in that situation (!friends to lovers, !bf, !dad, !fwb, !domestic, etc.) drabbles: 200-2.0K words, formally written with little to no backstory or intro; reader is instantly inserted in the scenario, blurbs: 100-1k words, formally written little to no backstory or intro reactions: head-cannon/drabble format but for a whole group. texts: imessage texts. can be for an individual member, some members, or a whole group

coming soon: Instagram/Twitter posts: pictures + captions + other members/fan interactions

genres:

fluff

angst

smut

about the camera roll series

as of now, there are three categories for the camera roll series but you can request similar ideas and they can be added!

I DO NOT WRITE: serial killer, noncon, abuse, knife play/gun play, piss kink, anything with fecal matter, anal, high school au, gangbang

also, please keep your asks generally relatable. i will not write anything that is too specific, since it won’t be relevant to other readers (for example: nct comforts reader after to their mom gets hit by a car … like i’m sorry if that happened to you but i will not write that as a reaction)

NOTE: there's no formal way of asking for a request, don't let this post scare you! You can phrase your idea however you'd like in an ask and i'll do my very best to write what you're expecting!!!

carina

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ljnuwu · 5 years

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heartthrob!jeno

summary: heartthrob!jeno wants his habits to die but all his attempts to show you always seem to go wrong

genre: fluff(?), angst

warnings: cliche, like SUPer cliche, horrible grammar, cursing, kinda long(?) depends the kind of reader you are ig, not proofread

lee jeno amirite

alr so naturally being lee jeno everyone loves you

like how could you nOT love him its like impossible

now there are like a few people who don’t and that’s ok just live your life yknow

now lee jeno is like really really loveable

you know those situations where people are so nice that you want to kill them? that’s like everyone @ jeno minus the wanting to kill

instead it’s wanting to protect him at like all costs which is reasonable

ok so onto his dating life

jeno has a record of dating someone for like a solid one to three-ish weeks maybe the longest he’s ever dated anyone was like five weeks everyone thought he’d stay with them but it ended up breaking up so like :/

no one knows why jeno is like this like he drastically changed like kinda in the middle sophomore year

like he went from a shy boy who couldn’t even look at a girl without blushing to this like confident boy that could make anyone’s heart flutter by just breathing

ok so like onto you

you actually were partners with jeno on a project in like the first half of sophomore year so like you know the og jeno yknow 😔

you also had like a minor crush on him at that time but we don’t talk about that

at first, you didn’t believe the rumors but then you saw/heard it with your own eyes & ears

you remember it so vividly like woah

it was like maybe march or april of sophomore year when you were late to class and just didn’t bother going lmao

so you were wandering around the school building and you thought you were the only one bc everyone had a class at that time so like you were kinda shocked to hear some voices in the hallways

so you wanted to be nosy bc like why not jsjd

alr so this is what you heard 😳

“hyejin, what don’t you get? why do i have to repeat myself so many times to you?!”

“because i don’t get it! we’re literally perfect for each other!”

at this point you kinda regret eavesdropping so you try to leave quietly

“it’s simple i don’t love you, i never did and i never will. please, did you think this would last forever? i only date for the thrill and when it’s gone so am i”

as much as you hated to admit it, you felt a little pang in your heart when you heard the boy’s words

how could someone live like that? but then again, who were you to judge how someone lived their life

“screw you, lee jeno!”

your eyes widen when you heard the name that was yelled out by the girl

lee jeno?? the shyest boy on earth broke someone’s heart???? really??

at this time you didn’t know jeno was gonna be a new resident heartthrob at your school cause you’re kinda slow with news

your friends weren’t even surprised when you asked why there were so many sad girls, seeing as you can be pretty oblivious sometimes :// me too dw 😔

so they were like jeno became like a fboi/heartthrob/heartbreaker something like that over night

and you were like :0 bc you knew as jeno as the like really shy and nice guy who’s smile was like so adorable and made you want to protect you know 😔

alr so now to the present like two-ish years later it seems that jeno’s goal is to break like every girl’s heart at least in your grade yknow he’s going a grade at a time guys ghksd

so you were his next target *sad emoji* how did you know this? well it seemed that he popped up next to your locker like everyday since school started back up after summer break lol

he’d usually greet you with a good morning or pickukp line

today’s was “aside from being absolutely breathtaking what do you do for a living?”

“well, i don’t really have a job but i am a student which means if i spare you any more of my breath i’ll be late to class. see you later heartthrob!”

with that you zoom up the stairs and to your next class

so class is over and it’s the ONLY class you share with jeno and like a third of his friends

the class was,,, overwhelming to say the least

from the girls swooning at literally everything jeno does to his friends being loud

yall know how loud like three of the members in dream are so 😔🖐

ok so this teacher is pretty chill and lets students like sit wherever which you at this moment realize is a mistake so you’re just hoping some girl at least tRiES to grab jeno’s attention and convince him but it seems luck isn’t on your side and all of the girls just seem to starstruck by jeno breathing

so he sits next to you surprise surprise

and every time he’d tried to talk to you you’d ask the teacher a question, pretending not to hear him every time

at this point jeno got kinda annoyed but he just inhaled and exhaled, he could do this

when he was going to ask you something or flirt with you the bell rang

you didn’t pack up quickly like jeno expected- no you wanted to confuse him or maybe annoy him furthermore so when you’re practically done packing up you turn to him and say, “i miss the old shy and sweet jeno, don’t you? isn’t this whole heartthrob thing kinda tiring at times?”

and jeno was like shook no one’s ever said that to him like woah yknow

he just kinda stayed frozen looking at you he was like: 👁👄👁 lmao jskfdj

so you just offer a smile and rush to your next class instantly regretting all your life decisions and when you get to your next class you sit down and your shoulders slump and you just bang your head on the desk yknow like jinsoul in that one live yeah :/

meanwhile jeno is still in the classroom stuck standing at that same spot and just staring at space

“hey jeno you alright bro?”

“jun shut up i think he’s having a realization moment”

“wtf is that?”

“idk i just wanted to tell you to shut up”

and so renjun and hyuck start fighting and then jeno was like

“guys, do you miss the old me?”

“you mean the shy guy in freshman and like the first half of sophomore? nah you’re way cooler no-”

“hyuck literally shut up for oNCE oh my god”

“why should i”

“he doesn’t mean it you know we all miss the old you jeno, but who you choose to be is all up to you”

“woah that’s some deep shit renjun”

“i know bro”

so like time skip to lunch everyone starts whispering when you enter the cafeteria and you were confused but then you sense a presence next to you and you can’t help but roll your eyes

does this guy just not give up?

so you sit at your table with your friends who give you pity looks and they eventually scoot a bit away from you and jeno

some friends they are 😔

and you just start eating ignoring jeno because you don’t really know what to say?? like ok jsjf

you’re kinda awkward and don’t know how to start a conversation with someone who wants to break your heart so it’s obviously gonna be a bit awkward yknow ://

then jeno just like clears his throat and is like “we were partners for a project in sophomore year, yeah?”

to say you were surprised that he remembered that is an understatement but like your pride got the best of you and so you were like, “you can remember that but you can’t remember the last three girls you dated? interesting”

jeno poor boi chokes on his food like jaemin in that one video yknow

but he just nervously laughs and decides he should just give up but like his pride man

“why don’t we go somewhere after school?”

“are you asking me on a date lee jeno?”

“yes i am, you do know i’m not as shy as before, right?”

“trust me, i know that all too well” you mumble giving a tight smile you think jeno didn’t hear but he did and he thinks back to your words, it has gotten quite tiring and not to mention lonely doing this whole heartthrob thing

“well, are you going to answer my question?”

“hmm sure why not”

jeno was surprised by your answer but you just gave in knowing he won’t stop annoying you until you give in and you’d rather have a very peaceful school year

so time skip school is over and everyone collectively sighs in relief when the school gates are open

you’re not surprised when you see jeno at the school gates waiting for you,,,,, with a bunch of girls surrounding him, asking him questions in their honey voices so you just stand there and watch him suffer at his attempts to tell them he’s got somewhere to go or smth like that

he catches you looking at him and his situation laughing, i mean you were pretty amused by his situation but eventually you got bored and walked out of school and on your way to a cafe where you usually go to study

you don’t expect jeno to show up next to you out of breath, looking like a lost puppy

“finally got out of the hands of your adoring fangirls i assume?” you ask

you couldn’t help but smile at your own comment

“wouldn’t you like to know”

“actually i wouldn’t”

“so where to now?” jeno asks looking ahead changing the subject

you giggle again and quicken your pace

jeno finds your giggle,,, what’s the word... cute?

no impossible

all the girls he’s been with had cute giggles

so why did he feel butterflies erupt in his stomach when you giggled? werid lmao

so yall made your way to the cafe and once you get there you immediately get your notes and stuff out

once you got everything settled and stuff you mumble a quick stay here to jeno so you can order and jeno can save your spot bless him

so you order and stuff (i don’t really go to cafes and places like that often so that’s why i’m so awkward sorry)

once you settle back down in your seat you offer a sip to jeno and he reluctantly takes the cup and sips the drink he’s surprised at how good it is tbh same 😔

so once he sets your drink back down next to you you look up at him expectantly

“good, right?”

he simply nods and looks like he’s trying to solve all his life problems (me too bro)

you quirk your brows which jeno found REALLY CUTE LIKE REALLY REALLY CUTE HOW IS SOMEONE SO CUTE but shrug it off and go back to reviewing your notes while jeno contemplates the world’s exsistence

“so was that indirect kiss intentional or?”

you look up at him while you’re drinking your coffee with wide eyes but unlike jeno, you don’t choke you just set your drink calmly at least that’s what it looks like but inside you’re screaming

“if we’re going to be talking and possiblly even dating for two weeks might as well become more friendly” you respond looking at him dead in the eye

and at this moment jeno realized you had guts like bro no one he’s ever dated was that bold

and so he just smiles yknow that smile i’m sure you know that smile

and so once you’re done studying and stuff idk you go back home and jeno offers to walk you home and you were like sure bc it’s not like he’ll take no for an answer

so the next day !

and on his way to school he thinks about all his life choices so far

and one of them is this heartthrob thing

is it really worth it? does he really want to continue committing to his goal i mean is the goal that important

deep shit like that yknow

and then he decided he’ll continue his goal bc why not

so when he got to school he waited at your locker for a WHILE

jeno almost gave up waiting but when he saw you rushing through the school doors his face literally lit up and he stood a little straighter

he’s whipped wbk

so he looks down at his phone rereading the pick up line he found on the internet

when you opened your locker you were like, “sorry to keep you waiting, i missed the bus and just made for a run for it. sorry for being late, babe.”

hfhsjk i just cringed typing that hNGn ok

so boi jeno was like shook and made that noise yknow the eH

and you just smile and it seems your timing is always perfect bc then the bell rings

so time skip to like a week later

by this time you’ve gotten used to jeno and jeno has gotten used to you and how you can sometimes be bold like REALLY bold lmao

and you get used to jeno being awkward and cute and his pick up lines but i mean you got used to it immediately bc that was how the old jeno™

so you guys are just walking with ice cream (cliche i know 😔)

so there’s this ice cream parlor that’s pretty close to your school and a lot of students go there so that’s why you’re not that surprised to see a bunch of familiar faces as you walk out of the parlor but you become aware of the fact that you are walking and holding hands with the lee jeno™ and so you kinda loosen your grip on jeno’s hand and look down at the ground

jeno notices this and immediately grabs your hand again, lightly squeezing it to reassure you everything is fine :)

and that’s when you hear it

“lee jeno got a new girlfriend already? guess i was too late”

“don’t worry they probably won’t even last two weeks”

“how much you wanna bet they won’t even last one week”

and then your mood drops even more :(((

you think that jeno doesn’t hear it but he did and he’s >:(

and that’s when he decides that you will be first person he will love and no one else his first and last amirite

it’s not like he’s forcing himself to love you bc he’s well one his way

everyone can see how he’s whipped for you but they still doubt it’ll last :/

so while he’s deep in thought he doesn’t realize that you’ve just stayed in that same spot after hearing those girls and when jeno realizes this he rushes to your side and takes your hand in his

then you look up at him in somewhat surprise and he just smiles

“i promise you that i will love you and only you, you’ll be my first and last love” (can you hear me dying and cringing while typing this?)

you can see the sincerity in his eyes and voice when he says this to you and you were like, “ayyy that’s a bit cringe even for you heartthrob no?”

he just chuckles softly and you can’t help but smile

believing him at that time may have been your worst mistake

“soooo, how would you feel being my girlfriend?”

“why not, heartthrob”

scratch that, that was you’re worst mistake

so a week later everyone is surprised to see jeno pursuing a girl for that long yknow i don’t even know what this is anymore shfjls ok

so when it’s revealed you are official the whole school starts placing bets to see how long yall would last and although you’re kinda :( you immediately go :) bc you remember jeno’s words and decide no one needs to believe yall would last only you two. yknow cliche and cheesy stuff like that bc love has you blinded sis

and so when you finally get to your locker you see jeno,,,, followed by a bunch of girls begging to break up with you and get with them and he just smiles and nods

cause that’s all the poor boy knows, smiling and nods and then he spots you and his face immediately lights up and you just give him a tight smile and a questioning look bc how are you gonna get to your locker with all these girls in the way

you don’t want to be rude or anything so you just try your best to push through the crowd

when you finally get to your locker jeno’s attention goes to you and what you start doing, ignoring all the girls trying to get his attention lmao

eventually the crowd thins out and you just look to him with a slight smirk

“the heartthrob title seems to follow you everywhere, huh?”

“i really wanna drop it for you, yknow”

“hmm i can tell”

you both just share a knowing smile and it’s so cute omg uwu

and so time skip to like lunch and you’re sitting with your friends after you had an agreement with jeno to let you sit with your friends this time around and he just obeys like a little puppy jskj

“what did he tell you that has you so whipped?” your friend finally starts with a slight smirk

and you’re just like hmm? and look up from your food

you aren’t necessarily into love but neither are you heartless you get me?

so you explain to them what jeno said to you that day in the shortest way possible and they just look at each other

and you’re left clueless like, what?

and finally one of your friends speak up

“you don’t believe him right? he says that to like every girl when they’re unsure if they want to get with him”

and you’re just like ‘oh’ and look at your food

you can’t believe you actually believed his words

you’re mad at jeno, sure but more mad at yourself for believing him so you just nod at your friends

as if to tell them you understood

so skip to where you confront jeno :0

“you think you can lie to me and just simply get away with it?” you look jeno dead in the eye and he’s just caught off guard by your words and your voice

“w-what do you mean?”

“don’t play games with me lee jeno. you know i thought something could actually come out of this, if not a relationship then at least a friendship! all you know is how to lie to someone jeno. i’m not going to waste my time on a relationship built off of lies.”

jeno is left speechless, what did you mean? why are you suddenly acting like this? wasn’t everything fine last time you guys talked

you seeing his confused face you decide to explain furthermore

“that whole first and last speech was just something you recited to every girl, wasn’t it?”

jeno doesn’t respond for a while and just looks at you, searching for what you’re feeling but it seems he can’t figure out what it is you’re thinking

you take his silence as him agreeing with your question

you scoff and decide you’ve had enough of lee jeno today and start walking home

you weren’t surprised when lee jeno didn’t follow you

the next day at school you don’t see jeno at your locker and you just shrug it off

when you open your locker an envelope falls out and you hesitantly pick it up

you open it and start reading it because your curiosity got the best of you

dear y/n, i’m sorry for not following you home when it’s pretty dangerous for a beautiful girl like you to go on your own. not that you aren’t perfectly capable of protecting yourself but it would calm my heart a bit if i knew you got home safely. i just want you to know that i wasn’t bluffing when i told you that. i may have said something along the lines of those words but that doesn’t mean i didn’t mean it with you. you are probably the only person that has told me they missed the new me. when you told me that you really put me through a spiral of thoughts. one of them being what happens if i just drop this whole heartthrob thing? then what will happen. maybe i can actually find love in this highschool, highschool sweethearts are always interesting stories to tell. that’s when i realized that it could be you. someone who has seen the old me and even misses it. which, if i’m being honest i kinda do too. this is getting too long ahhhh. what i’m trying to say is that i will truly love you and only you.

sincerely, lee jeno

you hear someone clear their throat next to you and you look up to see jeno himself with a single rose which you gladly take lmao

“give me another chance?”

“three dates starting tomorrow, all at the diner we went to. don’t be late”

“r-right of course”

the next day was a saturday and you were waiting for jeno

“hey! i know you said not to be late but something came up with my family and i couldn’t get out of helping-”

“i get it, it’s fine jeno” you smile, letting this slide

you get it, family situations are always hard to get out of

the second day was sunday and you were waiting for jeno

you start regretting ever talking to that boy, it seemed like he didn’t even care at this point

maybe that letter was nothing but lies as well

you hear a bell ring, signaling someone had entered the diner

you look up and see jeno searching for you with worried eyes

he was about to open his mouth to give you a reason but you just nod and smile, “it doesn’t matter right now, what matters is that you’re here now”

jeno just nods his head and reluctantly agrees with you

the third and final day was monday and you were once again, waiting for lee jeno

it just so happens that he ended up getting detention today so he was going to be late

at least that’s what he texted you

when you hear the door open you see jeno and you decide he’s not worth your time anymore

jeno tries his best to explain to you why he’s got detention but all you can look at are his crinkled clothes and the lipstick stains all over his face and neck.

he realizes you’re staring at his face. he raises his forefinger hesitantly up to his left cheek and looks down at it, only to realize what you’ve been staring at this whole time.

when he looks up to where you stood, he tries once again, to explain but it seems the words are just stuck in his throat.

“it’s okay, old habits die hard.” you spoke, offering him a smile and walking out of the diner, leaving a defeated jeno.

he really wanted this to work

he really wanted to give you all the love you deserved

but nothing seems to go his way

being known as a heartless boy who gives up on trying to love or even having a relationship seems fitting for him, right?

a/n: this is crap and the ending was kinda rushed sorry :( this is my first bulleted scenario and i really enjoyed it! it turned out to be longer than i expected it to be lmao but please do drop some more requests!1! hopefully this will be a filler til i get my phone back jsjdf (part two? i’m jk skks)

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wincore · 4 years

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nct dream + fantasy creatures (halloween edition)

note: it is here at last im late but i wrote this in a span of a few hours because halloween is my favourite time of the year! happy spooks everyone !!

disclaimer: everything written here is a work of fiction and is not affiliated with any real person whatsoever. the myths have been slightly tweaked to fit the story therefore they might not align with traditional beliefs.

huli jing!renjun

you gaze in awe at kun’s words

‘really?’ you ask ‘those really exist?’

‘i don’t know about that, but don’t you go looking for them. they might not be kind.’

you nod your head vehemently

‘of course not.’

lessons are boring in the village but sitting in the garden with kun and hearing his stories always cheers you up

‘...well, if i were to find one, how would i know?’ you ask

there’s a pause before kun laughs

‘a fox’s tail is not so easily hidden’

you puff your cheeks

that doesn’t help

the breeze is light today, the trees in various warm shades and the frogs sing their lullabies

you could stay here on the soft grass forever if you could

it’s calm and perfect here

but then the bell chimes two and you’re off to class again

you breathe in

you’ve heard of the huli jing before but what you didn’t know is the possibility they might be real

you shudder

you’ve heard far more tales than kun has told you about the fox spirits and their gorgeous tails, all nine of them golden

you know how they pose as beautiful people to lure the villagers out and then rip out their hearts and livers and inhale their essence - their hunger insatiable

but kun says they might not all be bad, some swallow the essence from nature, some might even help people

not all of them are bad

you scoff

who would ever believe monsters could be kind?

the story kun told you was about the old man living by the forest

he said that the man once fell in love with a huli jing himself and was eventually betrayed

yet he still stays by the forest, praying for the safety of his long gone lover

you breathe out

you think you’ve had enough stories of these terrifying creatures

the breeze has turned cold, you notice, as you run back to class

the night is even colder

‘kun?’ you call

he should have come back an hour ago

you gulp when you stare at the path to the forest beyond the faded red gates of the shrine

you just need to get to the first clearing - that’s where the woodsman’s settlement is

but what you don’t expect

is to find your brother and the woodsman in arms, eyes trained on a figure sitting lazily atop the cottage roof

and then you see the tails

they’re not golden but they glow pure white, lush and grand

and although the boy they belong to is rather skinny, they give him a weighted look

you can’t hear them speak from behind the tree but they appear to be in disagreement

kun stands by, his face worried while the woodsman raises his axe

you don’t think you’re supposed to be seeing this

there’s a shout then a yell

then the fox is gone

you look around desperately - what if he’s near you, what if he attacks you?

but you see kun making his way towards the village and stumble into a bush to avoid them

you hold your breath till they pass you

you’ll follow them back at a distance - that’s it. you don’t want to get kun worried now

‘and why might you be here?’

you whip around to meet the boy with golden eyes

you let out a yelp, stumbling backwards only to trip over a shrub and onto the ground

he takes a step forward, crouching to meet your eyes

‘leave’

your heart is hammering but you can’t look away

he’s frowning but he looks absolutely ethereal - eyes, nose, lips and of course, his tails

‘i can feel your pulse, you know? i can lower it if you want’ he speaks softly

his voice is surprisingly civilized for a creature born of wild magic

‘i never ask them to be so fascinated with me’ he continues, his voice still low

you feel yourself drawing closer, your heartbeat no longer erratic

his tails are around you

and they’re as soft as they look, you find when one brushes your skin

‘you’re a pretty one’ he whispers

his mouth is near yours and you can feel him breathe you in as he keeps his arms on either side of you

‘but i don’t play games with prey’

angel of death!jeno

you focus on the horizon beyond the fields

it’s hard to see when the moonlight is the only guide, night curling around your shoulders

the fog is thick, almost as if it’s smoke

you take a sharp breath

then you fire the first arrow

there are no heroes or villains in war - only victors

you’ve seen far too many die here, innocent souls

but death does not care for that

the battle spills over - the cause forgotten

and yet, people die for it

death might not even be that bad. in fact, he’s pretty cute

your eyes meet blue in the midst of battle and you clench your jaw

you don’t think it’s time yet

contrary to what everyone believes, death is not clad in black but in white

his eyes are icy blue and he holds a bow that appears to be made of grey mist

and would you dare say he’s handsome?

only behind closed doors in hushed whispers, only to him

but then again, the angels of death look different to all

and to you, he’s an archer

the soldier beside you falls, an axe to his chest and a pale arrow marked above it

has he marked everyone today?

a white arrow flies past you, the sound leaving an echo in your ears

you turn to find the boy - the angel, messenger, whatever he is - standing by the rock jutting out of the ground

he lazily fires his arrows, all of them hitting their marks

his eyes are brighter at night

the sounds around you are discordant

a cleave swings over your head, undoubtedly hitting someone marked

you drop low, inevitably nearing the messenger

‘are we fighting alongside each other now?’ you joke, your eyes keeping track of movement around you

‘i’m only doing my job’ he says quietly

‘why is it that we always meet, jeno?’

you fire three arrows at a charging swordsman

‘you should tell me that’

you chuckle

‘i missed you, if that makes it any better’ you say

he laughs, the sound otherworldly

it’s quiet between the two of you as the night rages on

‘will you mark me today?’

he turns to you, no particular expression on his face

‘will you run again?’

‘i might unless you tempt me.’

he frowns

there’s a silence that makes you lose your words

his hands are red but none of the blood his and you almost get a glimpse of his sharp teeth and hollowed eyes

‘you can run but only for so long till my arrows find you’

he leans closer, his breath chilling over your mouth and eyes ever glowing

‘i will claim you.’

‘i know’ you whisper, finding your voice again

he pulls back smiling, his teeth sharp

‘i hope you remember me the day you do’ you say before he parts, a low hum tuning its way to you in response

the mist curls around his fingers, the fields almost barren now

you’ve flirted with death before - several times actually

perhaps it’s time you stop running from him

witch!haechan

this is not where you’re supposed to be

this is definitely not where you’re supposed to be

you were running from your friends trying to steal your candy but you might have ran a bit too far

you aren’t familiar with this part of the neighbourhood at all

you walk around aimlessly - how did you even get here?

the place has gone overboard with the halloween decorations - or perhaps no one’s home

the buildings are lifeless, some of the taller ones faded beyond repair

there’s something eerie about this place you can’t quite put your finger on

well till you run into a boy and make him drop all his books

‘ow...’

he glares at you

‘i’m sorry!’ you say, frantically picking his books up

he narrows his eyes at you as he stands up, as if he can’t quite figure you out

‘is that...blood?’

your eyes trail to your knees, strangely bloodied and bruised - perhaps you hit the ground too hard

but funnily enough, you didn’t feel any pain until now

‘come on, my house is down the corner. i’ll get you some bandages’ he offers

‘oh, thank you...but i should really be getting home...’

‘it’s okay. you can repay me with your candy.’ he grins, his smile boyish and oddly comforting

you raise an eyebrow

‘alright. you can’t have more than one, though.’

‘aren’t you a little too old to be trick-or-treating anyway?’

‘it’s a uni event. aren’t you a little too old to be mooching candy off someone?’

‘there’s no age limit for that’

you laugh as he takes the books from you, leading the way down

‘i’m haechan, by the way.’

‘i’m (name).’

as if the neighbourhood couldn’t get any creepier, the mist here seems to glow green and the fireflies twinkle with a certain malice to them

haechan’s apartment, however, seems to have skipped halloween altogether and jumped straight into christmas

the lights are bright and colourful, with an odd fancy mask hanging from the doorframe

when you give him a look, he pouts

‘i don’t like the dark.’

he seems to be living alone, apart from a small black cat which comes hurling at you the moment you enter

‘woah’ haechan yells, removing the cat from you ‘what did jeno feed you? how are you so heavy?’

you laugh as he puts the cat down, bitterness never so apparent in a cat

the next to greet you is a frog, plopping right on the table by which you’re sitting

you gasp at it’s sudden leap, placing a hand over your heart

‘why do you have a frog?!’

‘excuse me? that’s my dad.’ he calls from the washroom

you shake your head

‘i’m kidding’ he adds later, thoughtfully

your eyes inevitably stop over the wonderfully coloured jars

some seem to have trapped light, some various shades of dark liquids and some shine like molten precious stones

‘you have to pay to touch that.’

you turn around to find haechan with bandages and some antiseptic

‘what are these?’

haechan pauses

‘uhm...juice?’

you tap your foot impatiently

he sighs

‘okay you got me. that’s trapped starlight. had to travel a lot to find that one. oh, these eyeballs are just candy. i hope. aand that’s the crushed tooth of a kraken, that’s an angel’s elixir. ooh! this one’s fairy milkshake. i’ve got a lot of that, wanna try-’

‘what’

‘do you believe in all this?’ he asks

‘what does it matter if i do?’

he grins

‘what do you say about becoming a witch’s apprentice?’

‘are you kidding me right now?’

‘wait. let me care take of this first.’

he takes a colourless gel-like substance, rubbing it over your knee with two fingers

and after a few seconds, it’s like there was never even a wound

‘and now...’ he continues, fighting a smile

he proceeds to take a purple potion, pouring two drops over the floor

a black butterfly emerges, its wings burning as it flies up into its own oblivion

he looks up and finally smiles as if to say ‘see? i’m not lying. i’ve got more where that comes from.’

you stay quiet for a while, processing everything

‘why did you tell me this? aren’t you supposed to keep things like this a secret?’ you cross your arms

‘you look like someone who could stomach the extraordinary.’

he laughs

‘it’s okay if you don’t. i’ll make you forget all of this.’

you rapidly shake your head

‘i’ll be your apprentice!’

haechan tilts his head to the side

‘but don’t forget. everything comes at a cost’

you nod

it can’t be that bad

‘i’ll have to come here every night?’ you shudder

‘don’t worry’ he laughs ‘the ghouls and demons here are all afraid of me.’

you stare at him, petrified before he laughs at your face

‘really! you don’t have to worry about them.’

you shake your head, giving him another look

but you see it over and perhaps a little bit of adventure couldn’t hurt

you look at the boy beside you, his caramel skin and honey eyes hard to not stare at

you almost blush when he meets your eyes

you take the vintage feathered pen he offers, no doubt showing off his collection and sign the contract he presents you, your name glowing amethyst violet

and in your excitement you forget to check the contract, the binding contract

perhaps you will, after a few years

when you notice how everyone around you seems to grow old, never seems to keep up with your energy

when you see your friends get married and have children yet you can’t seem to bother

when your friends are all wrinkled yet you look just the way you did years ago

perhaps you’ll ask to see the contract and gasp

you should have been more observant

after all, in the end, there’s only the witch and his apprentice

elf!jaemin

you don’t think your pumpkin latte is supposed to glow this way

you look to the server and back to your drink

you don’t think he sees it

he smiles and walks away leaving you to your oddly gold pumpkin latte, reflecting the major part of the sunlight right onto your face

you crane your neck to catch a glimpse of the brewer

it’s difficult when his back is turned to you but he looks so familiar

you take a sharp breath when you see his face

jaemin never told you he worked here

you smile to yourself when he almost spills the coffee over

you’re always smiling when it comes to him

ever since you had seen him on campus, there’s been something about him that wouldn’t let your mind escape him

but it’s not just his face or his starry smile and kind manners or the pointed ears - there’s something about him, something secretive

you don’t believe in fairy tales but he just might be one

it was barely summer when he first talked to you

something about an assignment which you didn’t mind lending him

and you found he’s more than all the girls lining up to see him and the same shining smile he gives everyone

in his jokes, in his laugh and the way he speaks and the way he treats everyone

it’s been a while since you’ve had a friend like this

but today he doesn’t look your away, dark circles under his eyes and a drudging rate of work

you figure you should greet him after work, buy him another cup of his beloved coffee

you take the same subway ride home after all

‘(name)?’

jaemin looks surprised, a little starstruck maybe

he smiles

‘how did you know i work here?’

you giggle

‘well...i didn’t. till you made me a glowing drink.’

jaemin’s ears turn red

‘it was- it was glowing?’

‘yeah! it was all golden and glowy.’

‘uhh..’ his voice breaks and he clears his throat ‘it’s a new ingredient we’re testing!’

‘it tasted just fine though’ you assure him

he scratches the back of his head, smiling wide ‘thanks’

you hope you don’t make it awkward when you blush at the way he smiles at you, or when he holds your hand to keep you from getting lost in the crowds

‘really? jeno? don’t tell me you like him.’

jaemin rolls his eyes

your cheeks feel hot as you try to stammer out an explanation

‘i- i don’t like him. i just- i just thought he was sweet to me last saturday, that’s all.’

‘you went on a date without telling me?’ jaemin huffs

‘it- it wasn’t a date!’

‘whatever’ jaemin pouts ‘i can’t believe you like someone other than me.’

you laugh it off, his smile brighter than the stars as usual

it’s hard to not close your eyes too as he rests his head on your shoulder in the lone train compartment

it’s so peaceful like this

‘(name)? can i tell you something?’

you hum in response

‘never mind’ he says, sitting up straight

he looks at you for a long few seconds, enough to make you blush, before tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear

he stands up all of a sudden

‘wanna dance?’ he says with a grin

‘right here?’ you ask, incredulous

‘what? there’s no one here!’

you return his smile and take his hand as he pulls you up into his arms

there’s no music but you hear songs - humming full of melody and sweet words

he laughs when he sees you trying hard to not step on his feet or the focus on your face till it’s finally gone when you get the hang of it

it’s so peaceful like this

suddenly you don’t know where the train leads

jaemin still smiles

‘i like you, you know that?’ he whispers as he twirls you, hands back on your waist to hold you

the dancing never ends

‘i like you too’ you respond, not knowing why

you can smell the flowers growing around the benches, their vines curled around almost everything

you hear the bees buzzing, looking for nectar

there’s moonlight above you, the silver light making jaemin’s hair glow

he leans in, his lips just brushing yours

‘thank you’ he whispers ‘for being truly kind to me’

it’s almost dawn - you can hear the birds chirping and the moonlight wanes

it’s so peaceful like this

you think if it’s jaemin, forever isn’t so empty

you take a step off the train

and the rest is history

zombie!chenle

‘what the heck is going on?’

you eye donghyuck and renjun at each other’s throats on the floor

you tap your foot impatiently against the wood

‘(name)! renjun brought a zombie. get him out!’ donghyuck complains

you blink

‘he what’

‘well, what if he doesn’t want to go away?’ renjun retorts

you gesture for the both of them to stop talking when you feel a presence right behind you

you let out a sound of surprise, falling to the floor to find a boy staring down at you

a stitch runs right across his face, his skin paler than normal; his left eye is oddly translucent and his hair is a dim blonde, and overall he looks rather impish

yet he still looks like a boy nonetheless

he bends, squinting at you and you squeak, your shock getting the best of you

a moment later, the three of them burst into laughter

you frown at them

‘what’s so funny?’

you get up and face the boy

despite his ghoulish features, he still has flesh and he looks like a boy as ever

‘i’m chenle!’ he greets you with a grin ‘hyung brought me here. and... uh... i think i broke your coffee table, i’m really sorry about that’

his grin changes to an apologetic frown

you poke his cheek and pull back immediately, distracted

‘oh, your skin’s really soft.’

‘yeah, i used to take care of it a lot.’

there’s a pause

‘wait a minute, you did wha-’ you huff, ‘renjun aren’t you scared to death of ghosts?’

‘ghosts, not zombies’ he crosses his arms

‘ghost or zombie, he’s still annoying’ donghyuck grumbles

you sigh at the two of them

from the looks of it, however, they’ve already befriended the boy

when you turn around, you find chenle busy with the housecat, picking her up and scrutinising her

‘what are you doing?!’ you ask, panicking

‘well, it’s been a while since i’ve seen these’

he looks at you with a smile so adorable you lose track of your thoughts for a few moments

you cough, pretending your heart didn’t just stop

‘how long have you been dead?’

‘i don’t know. a while, i guess. ooh, do you have a piano? i’ve missed those!’

you shake your head ‘i don’t think we do.’

‘that’s okay’ he grins, eyes strangely sparkling ‘ooh, do you have a basketball court? or a car? or maybe a coffee shop nearby?’

‘there’s one down the block, i guess’ you tilt your head ‘you’ve really missed life, huh?’

before he can say anything, donghyuck calls from the other room ‘hey bighead! we’re going shoppi- er- to the playgrounds or something!’

chenle laughs, the sound piercingly loud but oddly cheerful

you smile without realizing

you never knew the dead could be so full of life

chenle then turns to you to answer ‘of course i missed this!’

you pinch the bridge of your nose but you continue smiling

there’s something infectious about him...and it’s not the zombie part

then again, your house isn’t exactly a stranger to oddities

‘come with us!’ chenle says, grabbing your attention

‘okay’ you agree

you get back to the living room to get your coat, to find renjun lying on the sofa

you need to know this

you turn to him, narrowing your eyes

‘where in hell did you even get a zombie?’

renjun scratches his head

‘you know that old guy in the robes by the graveyard? the one who carries a staff around like he’s about to summon the dead? well, he actually did that.’

‘renjun, we live in the underworld.’

‘oh, right.’

ghost!jisung

‘please just let me haunt you’

‘no’

‘...okay’

you shake your head and groan

‘jisung! see? this is why you never get anything done? ghosts aren’t supposed to be polite’

the boy in front of you scratches his head, his skin translucent and eyes cast down guiltily

‘okay try your puppy form’ you say

‘that’s not a puppy’ he begins but tones down at your stare

he sighs

the big black dog stares back at you, fur curling into mist and eyes glowing red

he growls quietly before it eventually turns into a snarl, his teeth lethal

you yawn

the dog collapses into mist to reveal jisung once more, a rather pouty expression on his face

‘nothing scares you. that’s why this doesn’t work!’

‘you’re just too cute, jisung’ you frown

he blushes, a strange colour on pale skin

‘but i’m supposed to haunt the town. only the old ladies are scared of me. and i feel bad about that.’

you laugh

jisung might just be the cutest ghost out there

‘i’m thinking...maybe haunting isn’t my thing.’

‘but you’re a ghost! why else would you be a ghost?’

he places his hand on his chin, concentrating on his thoughts

‘i can’t remember anything about who i was. maybe i’m not vengeful’

‘it took you all that thinking to realize th- actually, never mind. maybe you’re meant to enjoy things life has to offer...after death.’

‘honestly, that sounds like a... total killjoy.’

you stare blankly at him

‘sorry, i ran out of jokes.’

you laugh at his awkward smile, patting him on his head like you do

‘well, what are you supposed to do?’ he asks

‘i don’t know. i just talk to ghosts i guess.’

jisung shrugs, sinking further onto the grass

it’s a beautiful night tonight - every night has been sweet to you and jisung since you first met

this town is no stranger to ghosts and poltergeists

of course, no one but you realizes that

some of the ghosts, you make a friend out of, some, you’d rather avoid

and there’s jisung

you didn’t know what to expect when the ghost of a giant black dog suddenly transformed into a sleeping boy

you aren’t even sure what he is, but life’s been better with him around

he accompanies you to school, listens to you throughout the lunch break, makes snarky comments during class (that you’d rather not have) and tells you all the places to find the prettiest mushrooms

it’s the first time you’ve seen a spirit so attentive

usually they just lament over their lost life, thank you for listening and go back to haunting or whatever engages them till they can finally be at peace

jisung is...a little different

for starters, you can actually touch him without diving too deep into the realm of the dead

it’s like half of him is still alive

but the mist grows strong around him

‘how’d you learn to talk to ghosts?’ jisung asks, quietly

‘well, i almost died. then i realized i can exist in both the realms.’

‘that sounds...awful.’

you laugh

‘it’s not that bad. i found you.’

jisung blushes again, you don’t know how. does he even have blood?

‘hey, what do you think happens after you’re done being a ghost?’ you ask

jisung stops glaring at the frog near the creek to meet your eyes

‘are you trying to scare me?’

you laugh

‘just thinking.’

‘i like it here’ he says ‘i like everything even if i feel less than i used to.’

‘that’s good to know.’

jisung laughs, the sound boyish and full of a certain joy you can’t put together

it should be this way

two best friends enjoying their time in a town that never lives

finding new adventures every day

listening to new songs and dancing to the wind

getting on doyoung’s nerves together (but doyoung, of course, thinks it’s just you)

confusing jeno at the flower shop or hitting renjun with harmless little stones when he’s not looking

you trying to scare jisung (which is almost always a success when it comes to cockroaches)

jisung always putting a smile on your face with how awkwardly he scratches his head and looks away when you compliment him

it’s as close to a friendship as you can get

but you know the truth

you remember that day everything changed

you remember the boy and his pet dog sailing with you, playing around the docks

you remember the storm and how you almost died

you remember letting the rope go and watching the boy sink to the abyss

you remember despair

you remember feeling numb the week after and more

it’s as clear as day

you look at jisung, his eyes closed and his figure resting on the warm grass

this is your repentance

#i tried making them a little spooky but i was just trying to enjoy different concepts aha #nct scenarios #nct dream scenarios #renjun scenarios #jeno scenarios #haehan scenarios #jaemin scenarios #chenle scenarios #jisung scenarios #nct au #nct dream au #nct dream imagines #nct imagines #nct dream fluff #bulleted #OKAY so some of them sound a lil angsty but thats just the way it is goo dnight #can you tell my fav concept was renjuns :)#moonwrites

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mocha | jeno

pairing: basketball player!jeno x barista!reader genre: coffee shop au | fluff, slight angst summary: you tutor star basketball player jeno when you realize he’s spending late nights studying in the cafe you work at.

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this is a part of the moonlight cafe series — please read the preface before continuing reading

he walks as if he’s in a hurry, not minding the jingling bell on the door above him and sits down at a booth in the corner of the cafe

he has a baseball cap on, and a hoodie over that; you can’t recognize who he is at all

waiting a few moments, you glance over at his table again

he has several textbooks and his laptop out, promptly putting his airpods in his ears and beginning his homework

you just write him off as any other student that comes in here at night, the only difference with him is that he doesn’t order a coffee with an unhealthy amount of espresso shots in it

you don’t mind him, but it is a bit worrying when he spends the whole night switching between laying his head down on the table and softly thumping it against the wood, and staring blankly between his laptop and textbook

when he leaves that night at 3am, you send a silent wish after him that whatever he was studying for goes in his favor

but surprisingly, he shows up the next night as well

it’s saturday night, the evening rush ended a while ago, and the mysterious guy is once again sitting in his spot at the back corner of the cafe

he looks even more frazzled than the night before, yet he doesn’t order anything and continues to diligently work throughout the whole night

this goes on for weeks, and you begin to worry for this poor boy’s sleep schedule

but even more so, you’re curious about who he is, since he never orders anything and always has a hood or a hat on

one night, your curiosity is quenched

“who’s that?” taeil asks you; he’s normally not at the store this late, but forgot to complete taking inventory this morning and came back tonight to finish it up

he nods his head towards your mystery guy, who has slumped over his textbooks and looks to be peacefully sleeping on the table

“not sure. he always comes in and studies for almost the whole night, never orders anything, though.” you shrug at your boss and he frowns

“go give him a mocha, or something. on the house- he looks like he needs to wake up.” taeil turns back to his clipboard and you nod

carrying over a hot mocha to the intriguing character in the corner of the cafe, your heart thumps in suspense

you’ll finally be able to learn who the mystery man is, something you’ve been wondering since day one

you set the mocha down on the table carefully and sit across from him, shaking his arm to wake him up

the guy jerks out of his sleep, a flashcard sticking to his face as he looks around the cafe with lidded eyes

“sorry!” you grimace, holding out your hands in front of you “I didn’t mean to scare you, I just wanted to wake you up. my boss told me to give you this mocha on the house, and to make sure you’re okay.” the guy unsticks the flashcard from his face, and your mouth drops when you realize who the mystery man is

“lee jeno?” you ask, and his sleepy eyes widen when you recognize him

“...no? I think you have me mistaken for someone else...” he clears his throat, looking around the cafe to see if anyone has their attention turned to you two

you would believe him, if he isn’t the most well known face on campus

he’s not only the college’s basketball star who has his face plastered on every basketball-related event at the school and is dating the head cheerleader, but also the guy who sits a few rows in front of you in your calculus class

“I'm 90% sure you’re lee jeno.” you state, and he seems too tired to argue with you about his identity

“okay, yes, that’s me. can you please not tell anyone that I'm here.”

“tell what? that you, a college student, studies?” you tilt your head and cross your arms as you wait for his response

“yeah,” he becomes shy, playing with his airpods that fell out of his ears during his nap, “to be honest, I'm in a calculus class this semester and I don’t understand one bit of it. that’s why I'm here every weekend night.” he explains, not meeting your gaze yet

all of a sudden, it hits you-

he doesn’t know who you are

although your calculus class has almost 100 people in it, you would think he would’ve at least seen you walking past him every monday, wednesday, and friday to your seat behind him

but you’re not surprised that he’s struggling or that he hasn’t noticed you, since you always see him talking with his basketball friends instead of paying attention

“I can tutor you.” you shrug, and he raises his eyebrows, finally making eye contact, “I work every weekend night, and I took that class last semester.”

you don’t feel guilty about lying

if jeno doesn’t recognize you, then maybe it should stay that way

what he doesn't know won’t hurt thim

“wouldn’t that keep you away from your job...”

“it calms down after midnight around here, and I usually get bored during that time. what do you say?”

he agrees, and pretty soon you’re tutoring basketball star lee jeno

you thought that keeping your identity secret when you walk into class would be difficult, but jeno is always too busy fooling around with his friends before class starts that it’s easy to sneak past him

jeno comes in after midnight on weekends, you tutor him for about an hour (or until he understands the homework) and then he leaves to get some precious sleep

jeno might be forever thankful for you

the way you explain things makes sense to him, much more sense than any office hours or ta hours that he has been to

it’s a win-win situation for you both: you can count these hours every night as “volunteer work” and jeno soon comes back to the cafe with his midterm exam, a solid B+ labeled across the top

“good job,” you chime when you see his grade from his phone

a text message notification pops up, and although you don’t read it, you definitely saw the word “party”

“maybe we can skip the study session tonight? you’ve been doing much better lately, and it’s friday night. I bet you want to get out and go to a party, or something.” you suggest, giving jeno a perfect excuse to leave you for the night and join his friends

“nah,” jeno shrugs as he takes back his phone, “I'd much rather hang out with you.”

your heart thuds at his words and you try your hardest to control your facial expression- to somehow bite back the heat threatening to rise to your cheeks

it’s been like this for the past few weeks, ever since you saw this new side to jeno

before tutoring him, he was only the basketball player who loudly fooled around with his friends before class and seemed like he didn’t care about anything else other than basketball

but since you started to get to know him, it’s safe to say you severely misjudged him

he’s probably the most boyish guy you’ve ever met, who cracks jokes that most would cringe at but have you clutching your stomach and wheezing with laughter

the more time he spent around you, the more comfortable he became, and the more he could tell you his feelings

like how nervous he was for the exam or how scared he was for last week’s game

or how he’s determined to drink the mocha you make him every time he comes to the cafe, as an apology for all the nights he hogged a table and didn’t buy anything

he snuck into your heart, through the spaces between your ribs and planted himself there, unwilling to leave

but you know your feelings aren’t acceptable

he has a girlfriend, a very pretty and popular one that you’re almost sure he won’t leave for little old you

“seriously,” jeno notices your change in tone, “you can go out. you don’t have to stay here.”

“I'm being serious, too. let’s start on the next chapter, since you took this class last semester you’ll know how to do the equations for the next part, right?” jeno is already pulling out his textbook and his papers, determined to start working

your heart races, now for a different reason

although you’re good at calculus, you’re not that good to understand the next chapter yet

“uh...” you trail off, trying to find an excuse, “why do you even want to do math homework right now?” you ask, and jeno suddenly gets quiet

“it’s not really about math anymore, it’s about the person who’s teaching it to me...” he mumbles, but you hear him clearly

your heart is in your throat and your hands clam up from nerves

this is wrong

he has a girlfriend

his life is very different and separate from yours

this is so wrong

“we can’t.” you shake your head, and jeno’s nervous glances at you turns into a heartsick and longing look, “I- I actually haven’t taken this class. I'm taking it... right now.” you admit, the weight on your shoulders being lifted

“what?” he frowns

he doesn’t look good with a frown, his round glasses move with his face

he looks more like a confused puppy than the killer basketball player everyone knows and loves

“I'm in your class, jeno. I sit three rows behind you. I walk past you everyday to my seat.” you roll your eyes lightly

jeno just keeps getting more and more confused with every sentence

“how? how did I not notice you-”

“because you’re too busy messing around with your bros.” you roll your eyes harder this time, but when your gaze lands back on jeno, you immediately start to regret the forcefulness of your words

he looks hurt, and now angry

“so, you lied to me?” jeno looks as if the gears in his brain are running at full capacity, “what did you want from me then? some tickets to the game, maybe my phone number to sell online?” he spits out, embarrassment from you not returning his feelings fueling his harsh words

“do I look like I would do that? you know I'm not that kind of person.”

“forget it. maybe I will go to that party...” he trails off as he packs up his bag

“you act different with your friends than you do with me. you’re just trying to fit into a mold. I called you out on it and you’re mad about it.”

“no. I act different with you because I like you. liked.” he corrects himself, standing up out of the booth

your heart pinches with hurt at his words

there’s nothing like the bitterness of being so close to what you wanted, and then taking 10 steps back because you weren’t aware of how close you were to getting it

“you forgot your drink.” you say bitterly, intent on having the last word

he tucks his airpods into his ears and fixes his hood, “I hate mochas.”

the next night, the basketball team loses their first game of the season

it’s hard not to hear about it, considering the basketball team (and lee jeno) are the pride of the college

but a few more nights pass, and the team loses another game

and then they lose again, keeping them from going to regionals

even taeyong and taeil talk about it, and you couldn’t look away when they showed you the viral video of jeno’s cheerleader girlfriend breaking up with him in the middle of the court after the last game

although you haven’t talked to him since the fight, you still felt sorry for him

you felt bad, and a bit guilty

jeno hasn’t shown up to calculus since the loss, and his seat is eventually taken by one of his ex-friends

within a month, jeno turned from the campus’ golden boy to a nobody

and it didn’t matter to you

you haven’t physically seen him since the fight, making you worried about him

is he okay? physically and mentally? is he eating or sleeping?

part of you hates that you still have feelings for him, and the other part doesn’t care

you just want to know if he’s okay

and then one very early saturday morning, he walks into the cafe for the very first time since you fought

the jingle of the bells above him comfort him, they chime a good luck to him as he steps up to the counter where you’re ducked down into the pastry display case

“I'll be with you in one moment.” you say, tired dripping from your tone, and jeno realizes you’re in the last hour of your shift

“it’s no problem.” your rustling stops at the familiar voice, and your head pops up from behind the counter

lee jeno stands in front of you, his hoodie and baseball hat on, round glasses perched on his nose and his fringe tickling his eyes

“jeno.” you say, as if making sure it’s actually him and that he’s really here

“no, I think you might’ve mistaken me for someone else.” you and jeno both can’t help but let out a small laugh as you unexpectedly reenact the first time you met

“what are you doing here?” you ask, fully standing up and meeting him at the cash register

“well, I was hoping to get a mocha.”

“I thought you hate mochas.” jeno stares at you and you stare back, unwilling to move until he says something first

jeno reaches out over the cash register, his strong but gentle fingers grazing over your forehead to fix some hair that was out of place due to your movements during restocking

you subconsciously lean into his touch, and jeno brings his hand down into yours, pulling you away from the cash register and sitting down in a chair at the counter

his hands hold yours over the counter, and the fact that you haven’t pulled away gives him hope that he’s not too late

“I grew to love them because of you. I've been craving them for the past month,” he laughs sourly, “but no one makes them the way you do.”

your heart trembles at his words, and it takes everything in you to not forgive him in an instant

“I'll make you one.” you say, untangling your hands from his and moving to the espresso machine

jeno watches as you make his new favorite drink, and then place it before him as you sit down in a chair next to him

“I’m sorry.” is the first thing he says after you face him once again, “you were right. I was trying to fit into the mold of what the people around me wanted. the only time I could actually be myself is when I'm around you.”

“I'm sorry, too. this isn’t all your fault, I shouldn’t have lied to you.” jeno scoots closer, tiredness tying you together and the moonlight from outside allowing you to enjoy the company of each other

“my calculus grade is low again. I might need your big brain to help me.”

“okay, but I'll need payment this time.”

“how much?”

“one kiss.”

“one kiss for every correct problem on the final exam?”

“deal.”

jeno smiles softly, his eyes scrunching as smile lines crease his face like tangled bedsheets in the early morning

he leans in, and you kiss with only the moonlight as a witness

jeno loves the way your mouth tastes like the bitter espresso that keeps him awake, but your lips are as sweet as the mocha that he has grown to love

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