#*turns off mic and uses it to beat myself into sweet sweet unconsciousness*

[stressy-enby]

Love Letters

Tenya Iida X Writer!Reader

(This is absolutely a self insert leave me alone)

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Tenya's morning routine was always the same. He was awoken by his alarm at 6:20 A.M. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. Then he'd get dresses, comb his hair, and go downstairs for breakfast. After he'd eaten, he would brush his teeth, and head to class with his peers.

This system was so ordinary, so methodical, that he almost missed the folded sheet of printer paper on the floor in front of the door.

Probably Mr. Aizawa, he'd thought, stooping to collect the note. His teacher occasionally left notes taped to the class rep's door, asking him to take attendance or start class if Aizawa knew he was going to be late. Still nothing out of the ordinary for Tenya.

When he unfolded the paper, though, he was surprised to see not a message from his teacher, but rather a very sweet note; something that Tenya was not accustomed to getting at all.

I hope it does not alarm you to hear that I adore you. Your unbridled passion for heroics, your eyes; which are oceans of kindness, and your aptitude for helping others. Every little bit of you never once ceases to amaze and enamor me. Though you are a vessel for speed, you choose to walk alongside your friends, instead of tearing off into the future. You build me up and make me feel strong, whether you realize it or not. You make me feel like I'm actually worth something. You keep my head up when I feel as though I'm drowning in a sea of my insecurities.

Perhaps one day I'll have the courage to tell you this in person. For now though, this will suffice.

The letter was not signed off, but rather ended with a red pen sketch of a heart. Tenya's eyes nearly doubled in size. He re read the note several more times to make sure he hadn't imagined the loving words. Who could've possibly written it? He wasn't aware of anyone in his class who harbored these kinds of feelings, much less for him, but he had never been particularly good at reading emotions.

Realizing he was going to be late for breakfast if he dwelled any longer on it, Tenya pocketed the love letter and headed downstairs. The mystery would have to wait until after school. His responsibilities always came first, no matter how often his mind still wandered back to the letter in his pocked, yearning to pull it out and read it yet again, just to make sure he still wasn't dreaming.

. . . 

Whoever had written the note was smart, Tenya realized. They had typed it, leaving no room for the possibility that he could recognize the handwriting. The only part that had been done by hand was that little red heart, but a doodle wasn't nearly enough to tell him who the author was.

He turned instead to analyzing the words themselves.They were well chosen, poetic even. The fifty cent words like "unbridled" and "enamored" led him to believe that the author was an experienced writer, or perhaps simply read a lot.

Yaoyorozu was a good contender, she was an eloquent speaker. Kaminari also read a lot, he was good with literature. And there was Tokoyami, who seemed to speak exclusively in poetry. Tenya jotted down his ideas, crafting a short list of his classmates.

"Oh, (L/N) writes a lot," he mused, adding their name to the list. (L/N) actually made a lot of sense.

Oh, but maybe it was just wishful thinking. Perhaps he only read the love letter in (L/N)'s voice being he wanted it to be them.

...or maybe it actually wasn't a bad idea.

(L/N) was always writing. They viewed it as a privilege, a challenge. They leapt at every creative writing assignment they got in English class, and the few stories they had shared were spectacularly inventive and elegantly crafted.

Tenya halted, scanning the message again. It suddenly seemed more and more likely that (L/N) was in fact the author.

He chewed his lip. It was too easy. Too convenient. Too perfect. How could someone he already cared for so deeply send him something like this? It was too good to be true. Besides, it was only one note. How could be possibly-

"What if they write more?" Tenya suddenly said out loud, his train of thought coming to a screeching halt. "I'd have a better line up to analyze. I could also ask Present Mic for the short stories assignments he's grading so I can pass them back. I could probably be able to look over at least a few of them and see if I recognize the writing."

A man on a mission, Tenya resigned himself to waiting until the next day to see if another note appeared, and to ask Present Mic about the stories.

Too anxious and oddly excited, he hardly got any sleep.

. . . 

Sure enough the next morning, there was a new note. Tenya all but flew out of bed and scrambled to unfold it.

I find myself caught in a storm of uncertainty all too often. I'm tossed from wave to wave in an ocean of fear. You are my rock. You hold me fast and secure in this ever-changing and frightening world. You are safe. You are my home.

You are my everything.

Tenya unconsciously read the letter in (L/N)'s voice again. He felt his heart beat harder at the thought of them penning these beautiful words.

"You don't know that it's them," he scolded himself, unwillingly placing the new note on his desk next to the old one. He tore himself away from them to retreat into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

The new message did offer one new clue already, though. It used the same ocean metaphor as the first one. It was a comparison the author seemed to favor. Maybe he could find it in their other works.

He had to get his hands on those short story assignments before he lost his damn mind.

. . . 

Tenya felt slightly uneasy about telling Present Mic he wanted the stories to pass back, even though he was technically telling the truth. He was eventually going to pass them back. When he was done looking through them.

A lie of omission is still a lie, that annoying voice in his head insisted, but he pretended he couldn't hear it, pushing it down. It wouldn't do any harm, he rationalized. And he had to know.

Tenya flipped through the papers, looking for (L/N)'s first. It was a desperate wish that they were the author of the anonymous notes, but it also seemed to make just enough sense to justify thumbing through their assignment.

There. (L/N) always went above the beyond with creative writing, and the five pages of neatly typed text was a testament to that. It was the longest assignment in the stack by two pages.

Wait.... typed?

It was probably a coincidence. After all, (L/N) hadn't been the only student who'd opted to type their story. Tenya was too convinced already that they had sent him those letters for him to entertain the idea that it was simply just a coincidence.

He skimmed the story quickly before class started. He found himself impressed, not for the first time with (L/N)'s abilities as a writer. Each word was carefully selected to craft perfect sentences and immaculate paragraphs full of feeling and vibrant imagery.

He stopped suddenly a page in as the protagonist compared their anguish to a stormy sea, heavy waves tossing them to and fro.

There it is again.

The sentiments from the letters, which Tenya had all but seared into his brain, echoed that of what he was reading now. The vocabulary, the imagery, the deep feelings evoked by each sentence, and even the fact that it was typed.

It had to be them. It had to be (Y/N). It was just too perfect.

. . . 

(Y/N) sat a few seats ahead and to the right of Tenya, so he spent quite a bit of class time staring unabashedly at the back of their head. They were scribbling madly on a sheet of lined paper. Lecture notes? Short story?.... Love letter?

People often say that opposites attract. Tenya was just realizing how true that was as he sat in class, half listening to the lesson, half watching (Y/N). He was all angles and sternness, whereas they were flexible and soft. Perhaps it didn't always show physically on their features, but in their mannerisms, and even in their writing, they were stunning curves, twists and turns. With them, you didn't always know where you were going, but it was an adventure all the same. They were a warm, comforting feeling. They felt like home.

An idea bloomed in Tenya's mind, a delectably wonderful way for him to show (Y/N) that he reciprocated their feelings. Having a difficult time smothering his smile, Tenya fished through his school bag for a sheet of lined paper.

. . .

You frowned thoughtfully at your paper, lips pursed. You tapped your pencil against your dorm room desk as you considered your next words.

This was the hardest, part, but still the most fun. The first draft. You could change whatever wording or dialogue you wanted while you were typing it up, nut you still needed a good base. You still had to carefully choose every word that you wanted to use to move your audience.

Tenya Iida

You grinned giddily just thinking of him. He had given almost no indication these past two days that he'd gotten your letters, but you could tell. His eyes had darted around, scrutinizing everyone they landed on. It had felt a bit like being dissected when his gaze had fallen upon you.

There's no way he knows, you had reasoned, giving him a tight smile in return. He's just trying to sus me out. For all he knows, it could be literally anyone.

You had ridden that wave of shaky confidence in your anonymity, all the way to that moment, where you turned around in your desk chair, intending to grab your phone, only for your eyes to fall upon a folded up piece of paper next to your door.

You felt an anxious lurch in your gut as you shakily picked it up. "If this is Iida telling me to never speak to him again I'm going to cry."

You unfolded the message, fully expected the worst, and praying to whatever god was or wasn't out there that you were wrong and that Iida wasn't completely creeped out and now hated you.

You remind me of the ocean waves you write about so often. You're a crescendo of carefully chosen words, actions, and kind thoughts. You're soft yet strong, never backing down from a fight or a friend in need. Your determination and drive impress me to no ends, and make me want to impress you as well.

You've cast a spell on me for quite some time now, but your hold over me was only strengthened by the heartfelt messages you sent me. I'm beyond happy that you share my feelings.

The letter wasn't signed, but it was written in what was distinctly Iida's penmanship. He had ended his message the same way you had ended yours; with a hand-drawn heart.

"Oh my god," you whispered, paper crinkling as your grip tightened around it. You read it again. Then again. And then again. "Damnit, he's right. I do use the stormy sea metaphor a lot."

Note still clenched in your hand, you sped-walked to Iida's dorm room, heart thundering in your chest. The thought that Iida; sensible, respectful Iida would have feelings for a disaster like you was a little discombobulating to say the least, so you were determined to hear it straight from the horses mouth.

You rapped on his door, foot tapping impatiently. The few seconds it took for Iida to answer dragged on for what felt like an eternity. When he finally did open the door, a pleasantly surprised look crossed his face upon seeing you.

You held up his note. "Hi. Um, so."

Iida chuckled, cheeks reddening. He gestured you in as he stepped back to his desk, where he produced the letters you had sent. "So."

"Y-you're not messing with me, right?" you asked nervously. "'Cause if you are I'm going to kick you."

"Trust me, everything I wrote is 100% true." He smiled earnestly. "And you...?

"I think those letters are the most honest I've ever been about my feelings ever." you admitted, shifting your weight from foot to foot. A wry smile played on the edges of your lips. "I was drafting you another one, but you just had to go and find me out and ruin it."

"You can still give it to me," Iida said hopefully, palming the back of his neck with his hand, flustered.

You laughed a little, your own cheeks warming up. You twisted the hem of your shirt. "Uh, can I hug you?"

"O-of course!"

You wrapped your arms around Iida's torso, resting your head on his chest, listening to the drumming of his heart. He slowly followed suit, snaking his arms around your shoulders. He let out a contented sigh, relaxing into your touch. He was so warm. He was a cozy fire in the dark of winter, a blissful reprise from a cold and harsh world.

You pursed your lips, stifling a snicker. I've gotta write that down.

[djbunnyxd]

Chapter 1:

Secret

⚠️warning⚠️

This fan fiction story story causes

Adult language

Abuse

Injuries

Violence

Drugs

Sexual activity

It was Friday night’s mission. Raph got his twin tonfas, Leo got his ōdachi, Donnie got his tech bo staff, and Mikey got his fundo. And me, Nala Anderson the Chromatica barbie doll made out of glass, leader of the purple tribe got my Daggers, ammo, gun and string rope. Tonight, we were fighting the foot clan. That’s why they needed me. I wore my original outfit that I sometimes usually wear on mission.

“Alright team!” Said Raph. “Listen up! Here’s the plan! Nala and Mikey take the soldiers then, Donnie and Leo takes out the paper ninjas, then I take out the foot faces!” We all went outside and snuck up on to the roof tops. We roof jumped until, we spotted them. Donnie handed out mics, so we can split from each other to our partner. “White Angel.” Said Raph. “You and Mikey spot the targets yet? Over.” Me and him were still looking for the soldiers. “Negative. Over.” I whispered. Then, I looked around then, spotted one. “Mikey.” I whispered. “I spot one of them. Alone. Over.” One of them answered in the mic. “Good.” Said Mikey. “I’ll tell Raph. Over” I loaded up my gun then, then looked into the telescope to seek the rival. I let go of the trigger then, blasted the enemy. The boys heard me taking aim at the villain. Then, I headed to another building, to see if there is more of them. “This is so shitty.” I whispered to myself. Until, I saw another one also hunting for one of the turtles or me. I quickly aimed at the target, but then I saw two more of them. “I found another one but it’s with 2 paper ninjas. Over.” I said in my mic. “Roger that!” Said Mikey. “You take fire at the one of them and take out the rest!” Mikey swooped in to defeat the 2 ninjas. I pressed down my trigger and shoot at the first one. Then, I gave Mikey a thumbs ups and a wink. Mikey checked for anymore. “I think you got all of them.” Mikey said in his mic. “Good.” I said. “Red rover. Where all clear of the soldiers. Now they have to take out the confetti.” Me and my friends giggled. “Raph is about to dig in those villains!” Raph and stuck to the shadows in ninja mode. I roof jumped to another roof top to get a better view of what he was doing. The boys took the bait, while trying to strike but, they saw one more soldier. It was a black one. “Nala.” Said Raph. “I thought you said you took all of them out.” I was confused. I looked down at the street to see what he was talking about. “Oh shit.” I whispered. “I see what Raph means.” I quickly took action of the soldier. I accidentally took shot fire, alarming the rest of the foot clan. “Shit!” I panicked. “Retreat to the base I shot to early! I repeat go back to the base!” The boys were alarmed by the blast them selfs. They didn’t return back to the base. They stood their ground and where prepared to fight. “What are y’all doing?” I yelled. “Get the fuck out of there!” The foot saw them. I threw a bomb that quickly exploded, causing the foot to fall back, knock them all unconscious. The boys looked at me with a very angry look. “Why are you guys angry?” I said angered. “I saved your asses!”

“We could’ve did this ourselves!” Said Raph. I gave him a middle finger to flip him off. I went to my room to shame myself for an hour of how stupid I was. I left my room and headed back to the lair to apologize but, then saw Raph with a half empty bottle of liquor and Donnie with a cigarette in his mouth, getting ready to puff the smoke. When he did it, I was gagging from the smell of the smoke. “We could have done it ourselves!!” Raph yelled. I guess he was drunk from the liquor bottles and alcohol. Leo had white powder on his snout, that was not sugar, but is cocaine. Raph turned to him with a angry, aggressive face. “You little bitch!” Raph scream. Raph threw the bottle at Leo’s forehead, causing to make a gigantic bloody slash across his head. I never thought Raph could be this violent when he’s drunk. “Raph! Stop!” I screamed at him. He pushed me aside and keeper beating Leo. Over and over. Leo couldn’t stop weeping or stop bleeding. His snout was messed up with blood and had glass, cuts, and patches on and in his arms and body parts. I covered my ears as the screams of Leo, kept getting louder and louder. I also closed my eyes, as I saw the blood pouring out from him. Mikey and donnie just walked pasted us and did nothing. When it was all over, I took Leo to the garage and brought the first-aid kit, to clean his bloody cuts and bruises. Leo was shocked and depressed that Raph would be this violent. I was even more shocked. “Why were you even sniffing coke in the first places?” I asked him. Leo’s nose was all stuffy and runny. “Because.” He stuttered. “It helps me forget things that are bad.” I told him “good things can be bad and bad things can be good.” I patched up his cuts and picked out the glass with tweezers. Before I did that, I got a wrench and cleaned off the oil, so he can bite on it, while picking out the glass. Leo cried in so much pain. I rubbed the salty tears off his cheeks and touched his head with mine. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.” I said, as a tear rolled down my cheek. I grabbed the needle and thread. Some of those cuts involved stitches. Splinter walked by and saw Leo injured. He rushed over to him, to ask over about a million questions. “What happened?! When did this happen?! Who made this happen?!” Said splinter. “Raph got drunk over liquor and beaten Leo. It happen downstairs in the kitchen. And Raph made this happen.” I explained to him. Splinter was freaked out. When he left, I stitched the wide splited cuts closed together. I was thinking, that he would find Raph and asking him questions or scream at him. While I was cleaning up Leo, he gotten blood on my shirt, but which I didn’t mind.

I heared dad and Raph yelling at the top of his lungs. “You shouldn’t hurt your brothers like that!” Splinter yelled. “He’s bleeding so much!” Raph was furious. “It’s not my fault Leo was doing coccaine!” He yelled. Splinter was puzzled and shocked at the same time. Back at Leo, I patched him up and then, he looked at me, stroking back my hair to the back of my ear. “Leo, you okay?” I said. “I’m sorry! You’re just so beautiful.” Leo said. I was shocked. I didn’t know if he was complimenting me or in love. I grabbed his hand and put it on his lap. Then, he put his hand on my cheek and I just lost control. Our lips rushed to each other, giving us a kiss. We couldn’t stop. Leo carried me to to his bedroom and put me on his bed, we’re still kissing. He yanked off my shirt and pants. He got below me and moved my pantie’s aside. He licked all my sweet spots of my g-spot. I was filled with relaxation. When he did it I gasped loudly. I never had anyone do that to me before, but I still had my virginity. When he was done, Leo got off the bed and turned me around. He lifted up my leg and pulled down his pants, then entered his you know what into my vagina. My moaning sounded like a bitchy anime character. When he was moving back and forth, I would always take a breath and let out a moan like a shocked anime character. Leo kept going faster and faster. The amount of blood that squeeze out of me was a lot, but like a said “I’m a virgin with my virginity” My vagina was tiny, but he went deeper into me. He was so strong, that I felt the veins from him into me. The way it felt was amazing. By the time he was done, I kneeled onto the floor, to suck on him. I know this sounds nasty, but I really love my friends, so I gave Leo some sloppy head and a deepthroat. Leo plopped on to the bed, while I was still sucking on him. Leo grabbed my head and started to push it deeper into his dick. I started to swallow his leaking sperm. “Nala~” He said with his trembling voice. “Your m-making me c-cum~” I continued to give him sloppy head, as my spit dripped out of my mouth, on to him, to his bed. He finally came in my mouth, seeping down in my throat was delicious. I got on top of him and grabbed his dick, and putted back inside me. It was warm and sticky. I raped myself with it so hard, that I almost made him Cum again, but he actually made me cum on him. It was white just like his cum, but instead of cum, I squirted. Leo giggled if how I squirted on his chest near his mouth. “You taste delicious.~” He teased. He pressed near my clit to make me do it again, so he could taste more of it. I couldn’t resist. I had to let it rip. He tasted it this time. All of it. “What a good girl you are~” He giggled. I came the 3rd time. I was exhausted, but Leo wasn’t finish yet. He stood up and carried me, then grabbed me by thighs. This time, he put his dick in my asshole. I rapped my arms around his neck, while bouncing, up and down on him. He grabbed both my butt cheeks and was making me bounce faster and faster, in each move. He was raping me so hard. I guess we all know who my favorite brother is now. I decided to smooch with my brother. We both tounge kissed, which made saliva drip. “Open your mouth~” He said. I opened my mouth with my tounge sticking out. He spit in my mouth, which looked like a whitish color-ish like. We both plopped on the bed, with Leo, still banging me. He sucked on my nipples of my chest and kissed my neck. “Leo, I’m cumming!” I moaned out. Leo got out his dick and smacked my pussy with it, I squirted again. He bended down and kissed my pussy. I love him so much. Leo was slurping and licking on my vagina, he was also fingering it.

When I felt it, my eyes crossed and faced upwards, while grabbing his bed sheets. I was moaning softly, because I didn’t know my brother could be this way. While he was done, Leo got underneath me and placed his dick in me, with my feet on his knees and him grabbing my sides. He controlled me of how, bouncing my hips in him, up and down in every move. “Oh Leo! You’re so hard! My...My heart feels like it’s going to blow up!~” I moaned loudly. No one could hear us, because Leo’s door was lock, sound proof and covered our little sex secne from the curtains. He took off his bandana and put it on me, making me blindfolded. He kept banging me faster and faster as he can go and was going harder than before. I didn’t know boys could be so freaky. Since he was behind me, he kissed my neck softly and felt my nipples get hard. He giggled and started to go deeper as, he wanted to make my nipples harder. It worked tho, it worked to well. I lost control of myself. I bounced ever so deeply on his cock, while panting heavily. “Good job~” Leo teased. I guessed he really liked my insides. “Goddamn, you’re so deep in there!~” He spitted on his fingers and wiped my anus. Then, he took his dick out my pussy then, entered it in my anus. We had anal sex. He was so big in my other hole, that I nearly squirted again. When he was rubbing his cock inside my ass, I was sweating. I was burning hot. I put my hand on his muscle and my other on his hand, then starting to hold on it. I grabbed his hand then, put it to my lips and kissed him, then made my way down to my neck, trying to make him choke me again. “I guess you like me choking you like this, huh~?” Leo teases. He lifted me up and put my thigh to his mouth. He bit my thigh, which made me go nuts. “I’m cumming~” He announced. It was warm on top of me, then he lied me on top on his plastron, which was soft and warm. I put the blanket on top of us, then I looked at my brother and kissed him. Then...we rest happily.

Chapter:2 coming soon

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[TRANS] ViVi Magazine: Fan Questions with Johnny, Taeyong & Haechan!

What would a group name be for you three together? Taeyong: Isn't this combination a first to be grouped together?! Johnny and I are the hyungs in the team and Haechan is the youngest so it kinda feels like 'two teachers and one student'? (laughs) Haechan: Yes! That's right!! (t/n: very polite form) Johnny: hahaha (laughs) or how about 'Dynamic Team'? As Taeyong said, there's an age difference, but isn't that dynamic? ─── Then, are you the 'Dynamic two teachers and student team'?Johnny: Hmm, it doesn't sound bad! Taeyong: What does Haechan think we should name us three? I want to hear Haechan's thoughts quickly~ Haechan: Hmm~ For me it would be 'Haechan and the kids'…… (laughs and takes a glance at the two others) wha-what do you think? Taeyong & Johnny: Yes, teacher! Let's go with that~!! (t/n: very polite form) 

Q. You’ve completed the tour, you’ve worked hard! Please tell us what you admired the most about Saitama Super Arena concerts. Haechan: I’m really thankful for being able to hold a concert at the Arena at all. Apart from these Saitama shows I wasn’t able to participate in the tour, so I’d like to spend more time with fans if we tour in Japan again. Johnny: I really enjoyed the Saitama shows~! Whenever I meet Japanese fans it feels like I can breathe right. Taeyong: That’s right. First of all more than anything I’m happy that through this tour we got to meet our fans from all over Japan. I think it’s the biggest destiny in my life. I want to make even more good memories in the future. But I’m also happy with this moment right now! My heart feels content. In the future I wish there will be a lot of cool people by my side and I’ll try my best while being grateful. In addition because Saitama shows were at an arena and until then we did shows at concert halls, it felt different? In case of concert halls the area was smaller so I could really connect with fans, and as for Saitama the stage was so big that we could pull of fancier performances. I really like that we got to experience both sides on this tour. Johnny: And we can’t forget about the surprise fans prepared on the last day! Taeyong: That was really surprising! It was right when we went to take pics with the people at the concert, right? Then the word ‘NOW’ appeared on the screen, and I was like ‘What’s going on~?’ and I turned around, and fans already were in a different mood. My heart started beating fast and it felt like I’m about to receive a confession hehe Johnny: When we turned around we suddenly heard everyone start singing! Haechan: Mhm mhm. It felt really good~ I was really really happy when everyone was singing  <TOUCH> to us! We got caught up, took our in-ear pieces out, put mics down too and started singing with our fans. Taeyong: It really was so sudden my mind went blank. I really couldn’t think at all! Everyone, thank you so much~!!

Johnny edition

Q. I've been studying in America for a year since last summer, can you let me know how to make friends in America! If you have a hobby you like, you can certainly make your study experience abroad very fun. So, what do you think about joining a club or something similar at school? If you make an effort to participate actively, you will naturally find common ground and will be able to make many friends. If you're worried about finding friends then it's important to be proactive starting from yourself! They will welcome you if you try to get closer (to them) yourself first.

Q. I really like the pictures Johnny takes of the members! During which moments do you usually like to take pictures of them? Often during things like shoots, we usually capture our cool sides right? So I like to capture their natural sides as much as possible. But I don't take pictures secretly (laughs). Everyone knows I always carry a camera. Even if I take out my camera, the members stay still unconsciously and it's like 'Ah~ (Johnny is) taking a picture~' and it's natural like that. These are my thoughts but isn't it like these moments can only be captured in front of my camera?! Hm, yes I think so! (Applause)

Q. I want to confess to the man I like, but I can't get myself to do it. What should I do?OK, OK~! I think you will have a hard time if you won't be able to confess. Won't you feel better when the weight is lifted off your shoulders if you confessed? You will surely find courage if you realize that. I hope you can confess without any regret more than just keeping on hesitating. But if you still don't have the courage, uhm~ what should you do? You're probably scared to be rejected, but it doesn't matter if you get rejected or not! I hope you can be someone who is able to express themselves at any time! Good luck~ I will cheer for you!

Taeyong edition

Q. You seem to like sweets a lot without really caring about gaining weight? Is this something our fans asked? Woah! I’ll give you a thank you answer! I gain weight too when I eat sweets. First of all when I fall for chocolate I tend to eat it instead of proper meals, and yes I do know it’s bad for my health hehe But in my case when I eat properly and become full it’s hard to move my waist and it’s generally stuffy. Maybe that’s why I eat like I do? My face is the type to get swollen a lot, so I care about swelling,

Q. Let us know what’s your must-do routine in the morning when you wake up or else you can’t relax! Day off routine is always fixed. First of all I switch on the computer and before I sit down I clean my bed. Because I change my hair colour a lot I lose lots of hair hehehe Once the bed is neat, I get on the computer and play games while eating Japanese snacks, and then write lyrics. Usually, I play for maybe 2-3 hours? Probably longer if I play with friends. When my lyrics come out well I’m in a good mood and go to other member’s rooms and play. Then I practice on my own. When I go to the practice room I listen to a lot of music so my stress gets relieved. There I record dance videos or send them around, and that’s how my day comes to an end hehe This really is how I spend holidays~

Q. The versatile Taeyong, among the members whose talent are you envious of? There’s lots of members I want to pinch talent from! For example you know how Johnny and Haechan are very expressive and even in front of fans they can deliver their feelings well? I would think to myself ‘I lack a bit in that aspect, the way these two express themselves is so good~’. And I envy Taeil hyung’s charm that draws people in. Honestly these days I don’t want to share my opinions much when I’m in a group. I thought ‘Wouldn’t it make me seem bossy if I kept commenting on things as a leader?’. Recently I thought I want to become a person who listens to the other members’ opinions well so with this in mind I observe my members a lot. I was wondering if I’m comfortable as a leader, would the members face me comfortably and come to me. The answer got long. Sorry hehehe

Haechan edition

Q. Haechan who is loved by everyone and is always bright, joyful and innocent. How do you get over something you don't like or when you're upset? I see it as 'let's face it first'! Even when there's something unpleasant happening won't there remain an uneasy feeling if you don't confront it? Even though I can't be positive about every single matter, but if you don't feel good you won't get to do what you want to do. If something doesn't work out then OK! I can just get help from someone when that happens (laughs) And if that happens, I will just ask for help from somebody (laughs)

Q. I've become the team leader at my part-time job but everyone is older than me... NCT 127's youngest and the one who receives lots of love, Haechan, please, tell me how to get along with people older than you! Wah! That's a very difficult question. Regardless of age, it is important to talk a lot about yourself first and to listen to the others too. In my case, it let the hyungs have their say first and share my opinion after. If I do it like that the hyungs will listen to me as well. Q. Hello! I have a question for Haechan from whom I always receive a lot of laughter and energy. When you get to eat the food you like, do you eat it first? or leave it for last? And please let us know why~! I'm personally someone who likes to keep the best for last (laughs)  Even if I'm not full, if there's any food I like and hate, I only want to eat what I like haha I don't want to regret it after eating it, so I only eat the delicious things. So if I had to choose between eating the food I like to eat the most first or last, then I would say I eat it first! 

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