#and because he always has the best ideas he goes to pick jaemin up instead of getting married

[stormyoceans]

im not saying fucking nasty and becoming obsessed with each other would have solved everything....it would have probably only made them worse actually....but i think they should have tried it anyway. for science

[ncitygirls]

yours - jaemin x f reader

fluff, smut, bffs2lovers, 3k

before joining you to your cousin’s wedding, jaemin had made a big deal about not being properly invited. as always, mark kept true to his habit of innocently causing trouble when it suited him. ‘i’m like family! where’s my invite!’ but it was hard to fault mark, because of course jaemin had been invited. somehow, his parents neglected to inform him that your cousin had rightfully assumed jaemin would know he was included in the na family’s invite. you said nothing though. especially when jaemin had briefly explained the reason for his displeasure. ‘we deserve our own invite, y/n. one for us together.’ which made no sense at all, because you’re just friends. you’re not together. however you had no idea you were alone in thinking that.

you see, jaemin was more acquainted with your family than some of your own relatives. he was invited to christmases, weddings, birthdays. basically any and all occasions your family saw fit to celebrate, jaemin was in attendance. yet surprisingly, even after having grown up alongside you and mark, a few of your more distant cousins were more than happy to express their displeasure with his more forward placed seat. because, like you keep reminding everybody: jaemin is just your best friend. but apparently, best friends didn’t reserve the rights to things you gave to jaemin. not in your extended family’s eyes. not that yours and mark’s family cared.

yet in the end, like most things regarding you, jaemin knew his attendance tonight had been a mistake. but not because of the petty feud his presence birthed in the lee lineage. oh no. it’s because, unlike most nights jaemin spends in your company - with your hair strewn about, mascara permanently smudged, and a lazy grin etched on - tonight, you were his least favourite kind of y/n. the one where he can’t help but follow you with his eyes, watch the placement of your feet, enjoy the shrill tone of your cackle. throughout the night, jaemin had found himself warmed by the way you drag your balled up fist over your made up eye, how you sing along to songs you don’t know the words to, how you wobble in your heels before you cling to him.

jaemin makes the mistake of enjoying you a bit too much. how you scowl as your relatives chat shit a bit too loud for you liking, how you make a scene of conspicuously covering his ears, unaware of how unbothered he is. how you try so hard to make him happy, in the smallest and largest of ways. so he drags you into a dance when you move to walk over, ready to rip your own blood a new one. “i’m gonna kill ‘em.”

“no,” he states simply, one of his hands slipping from your hand to your waist. “dance with me.”

“who do they think they are!” your voice adopts an unsettling shrillness that he can’t help but chuckle at. it even throws his head back. “why are you so happy? you should be mad!”

“because i don’t care,” he shrugs, tightening his hold on you slightly. “i’m here- you’re here. why would i not be happy?”

“you’re such a fucking leo.”

he still doesn’t know what that means, but he laughs anyway, happy that your deduction seemed to satisfy you. you eventually calm down, a peace settling over you as he spins you lazily around the dance floor. there’s some early 2000s track playing, one definitely unfitting for the way he’s swaying you. but you pay it no mind, speaking softly as he presses his cheek to the crown of your head.

“when do you wanna head up?” up, meaning the hotel room your relatives are also wound up about. it was intended for the bridal party and far travelled guests, neither of which they are. and neither of which you are. but you were your cousin’s favourite. and so was he. so naturally, you two had one reserved. even your parents had opted to stay at a cottage a couple roads over. “i think the boys are all gone already.”

he notes the guilt tainting your tone, knowing how drained jaemin grew from both physical and social interactions of any kind. so you knew well what his answer would be. “when you’re ready.”

“okay,” slipping out of his hold, you drag him over to the newly married couple. you exchange brief goodnights and grateful tidings before he excuses himself to find the jacket of his tuxedo. the search doesn’t take long, his eyes landing on the black coat a few seconds after parting. he does give himself a breather though, his knees cracking as the seat holding his jacket readily carries his weight. he doesn’t dare shut his eyes, knowing full well he’ll fall victim to his fatigue. so instead, he let’s them follow the one thing that always occupies his mind, that can keep him up all night. he finds you far quicker than he did his coat, the pink satin of your dress falling half way down your calf as you skipped over to bid some other guests farewell. he sighs happily, glad you never force him into such tedious pleasantries. you learnt a long time ago that while impossibly affectionate, jaemin’s social clock ticked a few hours faster than any one else’s. so by your timing, it had probably expired a little after the vows. it took a little bit of getting used to, but it also meant for quicker farewells and a speedier exit.

it’s only now jaemin realises this was a mistake. because before he ever gets his breather, less from you, but all the feelings that come from being with you, you’re at his side. he’s learned how not to cease up at your touch anymore. instead, linking his fingers with yours when they rest gently on his shoulder. when he peeks up at you, his eyes blinded less by the party lighting and more by your tired smile, he knows not to sigh, forcing down his body’s natural response to your attention. but when you tug at his hands, bringing him to stand, whispering a-

“let’s go home, yeah?”

he knows this isn’t a mistake. this is torture.

it’s how you pour him a tall, ice cold glass of domesticity with every meal. your hand wrapped in his as you lead him through the hotel. you slip out of your heels somewhere between the lobby and the elevator, grinning up at him as he takes them from you. jaemin even curses himself, his body responding to your needs unthinkingly. he tries to calm his beating heart by counting the floors, his eyes following the analog dial as you lean against his shoulder, fiddling with his cuffs.

“do you want them off?” you ask softly, barely a touch louder than the elevator music. he nods, though your gel nails are already picking at the gold, removing them with ease. “gimme the other one.” he inhales deeply, cursing whoever gave you to him. well, not really. you weren’t really his. but god did you act like it.

your hands slip into his pocket for the room key before slipping back into his hand. he just follows you out, caught in a happy daze as you take him ‘home’. you struggle a bit with the key card, trying it every which way before he leans into you, wrapping his arm around you as he reaches for the card. “the arrow’s pointing this way,” his thumb nail presses on the black arrow indicating the direction you have to push it. he doesn’t see you roll your eyes, but he guesses you do. so he presses his lips to your temple in apology. “you’ll get it next time.”

“piss off,” you laugh, pushing the door open when it clicks. he throws the heels and jacket on a chair by the door before collapsing onto the adjacent couch, his body ready to succumb to his dire need for rest. he can just about hear you rustling through the bags in the bathroom, your feet padding around on the linoleum. when it muffles slightly, he figures out immediately what you’ve returned for when you stop between his thighs. “thank you,” you sigh, his fingers already pinching at the zip on your dress. it sits low at the base of your spine, the back of the dress leaving you completely exposed. he’d taken to placing his hand there all night, his fingers gliding up and down the skin whenever he got the chance. when it’s down, his eyes linger on your hips, the top of your panties peeking out before you slap his knee.

“what?”

“the necklace,” your back is still turned, hair blocking his view. “please?” you add, hand smoothing over the skin of his knee.

“come here,” he pulls you down to sit between his thighs, his legs parting to make space for you. you land with a huff, quickly realising you haven’t sat down all night. jaemin realises this too, your neck craning a bit further to the side than necessary as he tucks your hair over your shoulder. “you okay?”

“mhm,” you hum, squeezing his thigh. “just a bit sleepy.”

“a bit?” he laughs, a little breathless as he gathers the chain he got you one christmas. “i think you’ve earned a good sleep.” he surmises, hands squeezing your shoulders gently. “but you know you were a guest today, right? not the planner?”

“yeah?” turning onto your knees, you glare down at him. “someone had to sort my uncle out, he was steaming!”

“yes, true,” he laughs. “just make sure you’re not doing that at my wedding.”

you feign surprise at that, “i’m invited to your wedding?”

“of course,” his hands squeeze yours earnestly before he whispers, “can’t have my wedding without the bride, can i-”

“fuck off!” his cackles chase you out the room. while you wash up, he makes quick work of his tux, throwing his slacks over the back of the couch, his thumbs slowly unhooking each of his buttons. a true man of leisure, he’s in all but his socks and draws when you return. “all done!” you sing, throwing the dress down as you reappear in an oversized t-shirt. he recognises it almost immediately from uni. it’s his soccer team’s jersey. it has his number on the back.

“finally,” he whines, pushing you aside as he makes his way inside, quickly locking the door to avoid your attacks. he goes to reach for his wash bag just to find the reason he did already waiting unpacked. in a small cup on the side is his toothbrush, resting sweetly beside yours. he ignores the hygienic implications of this and skips right to the romantic. because, while jaemin thinks and often dreams of placing your first name with his last, and while he spends most of his free time with you, and while he would take any number of bullets for you, he still can’t for the life of him figure you out. even after he bombards you with affection, praise, teasing, flirting, kisses. you’re still just you. making him just him.

and that’s fine, if that’s what you want. but he’s not sure he truly knows what it is you want. and this gets him thinking about the little things. how his hand is seldom empty in your presence. how you never think of him second, always first. how you want to be with him always. moments like now, when he returns to find you hanging his tux on its hanger, encasing it in its protective sleeve. his arms slip around your waist, pulling you flush against him. and you melt instantly, resting in his embrace. “thanks,” he mumbles, lips pressing gently to your shoulder.

“‘is okay,” you hum, hanging it over the back of the door before resting your hands over his. see, hands never empty when you’re near. he sways you back and forth, his heart beating gently into your back as you lean into him. “did you have fun?” you ask, squeezing at his forearms, “i know we probably stayed later than you’d like-”

“it was great.” see, always putting him first. “did you want to stay longer?”

“not without you.” see, how you want to be with him always. he wonders how you don’t see it. how you don’t see you’re killing him. “come on,” you mumble, shutting off the light as you blindly drag him to bed. jaemin has an annoying habit of following you in, his body shuffling in after yours, rather than separating and meeting in the middle. it doesn’t allow you much room, by the time you reach your side, he’s encased you in his arms, legs, even his head, his chin slotting itself in the crook of your neck. “nana?”

“hm?”

“i’m sorry about today,” the apology doesn’t shock him, but rather your disappointment. “you’re more like family to mark and i than they ever were. tonight was just proof of that.”

“it’s okay,” he squeezes you a touch harder, trying to decipher whether your words harm or soothe the growing hole in his heart. “i can’t say i don’t see where they’re coming from.”

“what d’you mean?”

“i dunno,” he starts, thinking as his lips press to the back of your neck. “i guess i’d be confused by us too,” he mutters against your skin.

“how so?” you press, turning in his hold, gazing up at him. his eyes are more than used to the dark now as he gazes back down at you. you’re tucked right up to him, the covers strewn over your lower halves. he rests his temple on his palm, elbow pressed into the mattress as you fiddle with his fingers. “what’s confusing?”

he shrugs as best he can, watching his hand in yours. “i dunno,” he repeats, grinning when you huff. “i just- i think it’s hard for people to get that i’m your friend,” he tries, “just your friend.”

“what else would you be?” what else? what else?!

“i dunno,” he repeats for the third time, though he knows exactly what you’d be. but you don’t need to know that. not when you seemed so happy, so satisfied with how things are already. and that’s what’s most important to him. your happiness. and jaemin couldn’t exactly say he wasn’t happy with how things are either, he just knows there could be more to you both, more to this. more to him than being your best friend. but maybe it’s for another night. like he tells himself every time you push a topic you’re not remotely ready to breach. “let’s forget it-”

“no,” he flinches, just preparing to settle down for sleep. “am i missing something? if i am, just tell me.”

“i-” he drops his forehead to yours then. he’s so close, your eyes have to cross just for you to see him. it’s only when he rises you see a change in him. a nervous jaemin isn’t one you’re use to. it’s one that you would rather never see, it truly worries you. especially as he agrees, a small “okay,” leaving him before he kisses the tip of your nose, his lips barely puckered as they meet the skin. he grins as he does, his teeth gleaming in the moonlit room, his eyes open just wide enough to see you. his lips drop to your cheek, warming as your skin does. he hovers there as your hand tightens on his arm, clinging to him. he daren’t move, afraid the slightest jolt will wake him, drag him right out of this sleepless dream. when your grip loosens, he drops his head until he’s right by your mouth, his lips daringly puckering before he presses them to the corner of your lips. he stills as yours do too, your soft lips, now embalmed in his memory, pressing there ever so gently before he rises once more. he waits a second, watching the smallest of shivers rack through you before he dips again, lips falling to your neck. he smiles against your skin, overjoyed as you subtly crane your neck. his teeth drag over your skin as he journeys down the column of your neck, your hands gripping onto him a touch harder when he stops.

his fingers glide along the skin of your side, thumb pressing into the dip of your waist. he stops short of your chest, locked mid motion as he watches you breathe. there is no haste in his movements. no need to rush anything. no need to hurry. all there is, is a beat. a steady one in his chest. one that holds him here, one where he can’t move, can’t bring himself to test the waters you’ve just dared he enter. not even as the pads of your fingers glide along the warm skin of his neck, nails dragging through his nape, silently daring him to move. he pants over your chest, a lazy grin pulling at his mouth as you ask him again-

“what else would you be, jaem?”

he moves unthinkingly. as his dampened lips meet the hardened nub through your t-shirt, sucking on you through the aged material. his rolls his teeth gently, his fingers at your side finding your neglected nipple as you whine out for him. he feels himself slipping into delirium, caught somewhere between a dream and reality, unsure where exactly he’d rather be. he decides it doesn’t matter, not when you’re there. here. with him. letting him touch you in ways he never really thought possible. ways jaemin only ever imagined, only ever let himself surrender to in the dead of night. in the solitude of his own shameful company. he never thought of this. not really.

he had hoped, maybe even prayed, but never truly believed he’d have you whimpering for him. your fingers falling in the gaps between his own, pressing his open palm harder against your thinly veiled heat, your hips rolling against it. jaemin never thought he’d hear your whines, the sound cutting through him like knives, like ice shooting through his veins. he never thought you’d want him. not like this.

“jaem,” he’s with you in seconds, his spit slick lips an inch above yours. he watches patiently as you grind up against his hand, feeling his fingers prod at your desperate heat.

“you wanna know what else i could be?”

you nod. “please.”

“i could be yours.”

[alicanta77]

NCT Dream Reaction: You getting your wisdom teeth removed

Mark:

underestimates you majorly

thinks to himself that he got this, i mean he can handle the dreamies, and there is no way you could be more chaotic than them right?

but

he kind of forgets that he actually has absolutely no control over the dreamies

and has a horrible realisation when you prove to be MUCH more chaotic than them

getting you into the car was one of the hardest things mark swears he has ever had to do

literally, johnny had driven him and it took johnny literally lifted you up and placing you in the back seat

mark then watched as you began to slap his arms and ask him how he knew superman

as confused and worried for you he is, he can’t help laughing slightly

cause you just look so cute with your big cheeks and wide eyes while you mutter about your boyfriend being friends with superman

mark literally just wants to get you back to yours but has no idea how you’re going to act when you get there

wishes you would fall asleep but you don’t

and when you get back you spend the time asking mark to bring superman back and almost crying when mark said no

but he refuses to leave you to someone else for a second because you’re his baby and he’s going to look after you no matter how difficult you are

Renjun:

he was with you for a few hours and in those hours renjun aged about 50 years

in about five minutes he’s already done

you pinch his cheeks as soon as he arrives and just stare at him

you then proceed to gently cup his face and whisper

“so precious”

and renjun turns to the nurse like “bitch wtf have you done to my y/n?”

and then he realises you’re essentially high as a kite right now and have no idea what you’re doing

asks the nurse what to do and sets his goal as getting you rested

it took renjun over three hours to get you in the car, back home and into bed

something that normally takes 20 minutes max

but you had to stop because the music wasn’t right and you couldn’t be in a moving car with the wrong music

and because your face was puffed up and you couldn’t remember why and you thought you were dying

you weren’t but renjun was beginning to think he was

and a lot of other reason that renjun has blocked out of his memory

just stares at you at the end of the day while you’re sleeping whispering

“how are you this cute but that annoying? you’re lucky i love you”

but he knows, no matter how annoying you are, you’re always going to be his favourite

Jeno:

basically finds himself trying to stop you from doing EVERYTHING you want to

mainly because everything you want to do will get you hurt

and then has to deal with you crying every time he says no to you climbing the eiffel tower

“WHY NOT THOUGH???”

“because we’re in korea... and that’s in france...”

ends up with you in tears on him complaining about how the eiffel tower must be lonely because you can’t go and visit it

and he finds himself promising to take you one day

he has never felt as strong of a feeling of relief as he did when you finally started to become tired

this boy has patience for days and he used ALL of it with you

like you move closer to him and just plop down on his shoulder

first he’s worried you’ve passed out or something

but when he realises you’re sleeping jeno swears he could have cried in that moment he was so happy

but as he watches you sleep he can’t help but place a soft kiss on your forehead

stares at you with MASSIVE heart eyes and just admits that he’s whipped as hell

but he’s also exhausted as hell and falls asleep on the sofa immediately after you

Hyuck:

initially he vibed with this

found it the funniest thing on the planet like

entertained all your screaming by screaming back and probably encouraged you to do every stupid idea that came to your mind plus he definitely recorded a lot of it

“i’m gonna sit on the roof of the car on the way home...”

“ok baby you do that”

but when he watches you actually attempting to climb onto the roof he panics and pulls you back down

“but you said i could sit there...” *you giving him the puppy dog eyes”

and he is NOT PREPARED for you to start crying

runs up to you immediately and wipes them away while asking you if you’ll get in the car

relieved af when you say yes

and then freaks out again when you start crying halfway back because there’s a spot on the window that looks different to yesterday

and starts to realise why doyoung was laughing at his when he mentioned this was happening

he literally bangs his head on the wheel out of frustration

“well i’ve learnt today that i am NOT cut out to be a parent”

and yet he will still look after you for as long as you need him to

Jaemin:

ok *cracks knuckles*

the motherly instincts kick in

he thinks he’s got this in the bag

just give you cuddles and reassurance and all should be fine

he learns pretty quickly that that is NOT the case

and adapts cause he’s superhuman when it comes to looking after you

does literally everything you ask

you want some fruit

nana’s got it

you want a hug

nana’s got it

you get the picture

the only thing that really throws jaemin is when you cry for no reason

like how is he supposed to comfort you when you think the planet pluto is lonely because it was shunned and cast out for being too small

tries to reassure you but when you ask how he knows jaemin almost just gives up and says he doesn’t

but he uses all his self control and stays calm, gently stroking your head and saying it’s okay

almost can’t believe his luck when he feels you begin to fall asleep

refuses to move you in case you wake up, so instead just keeps giving you kisses and whispering sweet nothings into your ear

Chenle:

is not prepared at all

goes to pick you up from your appointment and bring you back to his so he can look after you

yet was not expecting you to literally scream at him when he walked in the door

“CHENLE!!! LOOK NURSE IT’S MY BOYFRIEND! ISN’T HE PRETTY?”

ok yes that makes him smile but he’s also incredibly embarrassed

tries to get you out of there as soon as possible

practically drags you towards the car and puts you in

gets worried when you’re staring back at the dentist’s office because he’s starting to panic that he’s forgotten something

but you’re silent so he keeps going

then suddenly

“CHENLE!!!!” *you scream* *chenle almost crashes the car*

“what are you okay?!?!”

“I LEFT IT BEHIND!!! MY TOOTH I LEFT IT BEHIND!!”

he tries telling you that you were meant to but you keep crying

“i’ll buy you a new one!” at this point chenle would buy you anything to make you stop talking

looks over and sees you staring at him happily and his heart melts

nah he knows he would buy you anything cause he’s whipped for you

Jisung:

yeah he calls for help

he thought he would be fine like he could handle whatever it was

but when he watched you pick a banana and then burst into tears because it wasn’t the one you wanted

he knew he would need backup

so he calls jaemin and renjun over

but they’re busy at work so he’s alone

he kind of just gently takes the bananas out of your hand and tries to pick he “right” one for you

and then finds himself with you snuggling up to him murmuring about how he knows you too well and he always gets it right

then you grab the banana and begin to dance around happily and he doesn’t know if he should put music on and join you or stop you

he just has no idea what the best way of handling this is

so he just goes with his instinct and makes it up as he goes along

his main priority is making sure you don’t hurt yourself

so he puts anything he thinks could be dangerous on the highest shelf

and just watches you constantly

is basically very tense and in a constant state of panic the whole time

but by the next day

he promises to NEVER take your normal calmer self for granted again

[m88n]

[7.01 pm] - when a night spent together with mark lee makes you question his motives

►listen to boyfriend - ariana grande

You recall the events of yesterday night as you make your way to the upscale burger joint that’s been designated as the meeting point for a group of friends. Lingering touches, soft breaths. Whispers of sweet nothings from a boy with clear eyes and unspoken thoughts. You don’t know what happened there—one thing led to another, and before you knew it, you were cuddling with him under his cold covers, the touches of his skin and lips becoming all too familiar to you. 

Lost in your thoughts, you realize that you’ve finally reached the diner. You reach for the door handle to enter the vicinity.

Images of his slender fingertips on his game controller flashing through your mind, you two were supposed to just spend time playing games as new friends with similar hobbies. But before you knew it, you were exchanging gazes in the silence of his studio apartment, and suddenly, you were kissing each other.

You’ve been thinking about this since last night.

“y/n, come over here! Happy you made it,” A friend calls out to you from a booth.

You don’t know what to make of it, because the way he asked for 10 more minutes of your cuddles that night, yet tearing his eyes away from you all too quickly the morning after, avoiding any lingering touches as he takes you to your cab, makes you question his motives.

You sigh your thoughts out as you sit next to Sarah, the girl who everyone generally dislikes due to her disposition and behavior, but honestly, you prefer to focus on her good parts, like her bubbliness, and her ability to bring people together.

“Hey, what’s up guys?” You greet everyone, and they greet you back in unison, all smiles.

“So, everyone here?” Jeno asks Sarah.

She giggles coyly, then says in a lowered volume, “No, I invited this guy, he’s so cute. I’ve been trying to get to him since last month ever since I saw him in my stats class. Finally got his number last week,” She finishes, playing with her hair.

“Oh, alright. That’s taking awfully long, knowing how you play,” Jisung jokes backhandedly, and you shoot him a warning look, albeit with a smile threatening to break out.

Jisung smiles back at you and looks down at his cup, trying to contain himself from bursting out in laughter.

“Yeah, I know right? Guy’s got a real tight defense, what gives,” She continues, “Usually guys would’ve been all over me at this point. I wonder what’s his problem.”

Sarah turns at you, to your surprise, “Hey, y/n, what do you think? I need to get him for me.”

Not knowing how to respond, you shrug at her question. “I honestly don’t know Sarah, you’d know better than I do.”

“Yeah, thought I’d ask you cause you do these things unreasonably slow, it’s so weird, honestly y/n, you could do so much better,” She responds. You nod at her as she keeps on talking, your eyes lingering at Jisung, who gives you a look full of condolences, slowly shaking his head at you.

“—Oh hey, over here!” Sarah suddenly stops her train of endless lecturing in order to greet someone at the entrance with complete haste.

You breathed out in relief, that is, before your eyes hover over the direction of the entrance.

Mark.

It’s Mark.

“Hey everyone, this is Mark Lee, guy from my stats class, the one I’ve told you about,” Sarah announces to the rest of the table.

“Hey guys,” Mark greets, waving at your group, before his eyes meet yours.

You swear you could’ve seen a millisecond of him slightly raising his brows, but he continues as if nothing’s happened, taking the only vacant seat next to you.

“Hey man,” Mark leans in to greet someone on the table.

“Hey, doing alright?” Jisung responds.

“Not bad,” Mark says as he sits back down.

Even though you don’t mean to, your eyes are definitely shooting daggers at Jisung at this point. He looks back at you and flashes a small reserved smile that’s hard to decipher. Park Jisung, I swear.

“I didn’t know you guys knew each other! Jiji, you never told me!” Sarah bellows from beside you, snapping you out of your train of thought. Though, you proceed to look at Jisung with the same questionable look.

“First off, Sarah, don’t call me that,” Jisung says, “Second, how am I supposed to know Mark’s the guy you have in stats? I’m not an oracle,”

“Oh Ji, always so cute,” Sarah responds as she looks over you to lock eyes with Mark, “That being said, Mark, do you want to switch seats with my friend here? She doesn’t talk too much to people she just meets so you’re probably better off—”

“I’m good here, thanks Sarah,” Mark responds with a polite smile, “I can go in and out easy to get water and go to the bathroom here, so I’m good really.”

“Oh well, whatever you say Mark,” Sarah says, giggling to herself, “Before we order, let’s introduce you to everyone, you already know Jiji,” She proceeds to give out a brief introduction of each of the people on the table starting from Jisung, Mark greeting each one with attentiveness.

“… And this is y/n. She’s a psych major,” Sarah finally gets to you, “She loves stuff like anime, but don’t get me wrong, she’s cool, kinda unexpected, she’s got around like 7 tattoos hidden on her body and stuff yknow,”

“Yeah, I know.” Mark says simply as he pulls the slightest of smiles, shifting his gaze from Sarah to you.

You see Jisung struggle to stifle a look in his face from the corner of your eyes, his hand gingerly coming up to cover his mouth, quickly picking up the restaurant menu before mindlessly looking through it.

“Oh yeah, I guess you would, you could see one peeking out on her wrist,” Sarah says as laughter bubbles out of her chest, taking the menu in one hand, “Alright now that that’s over with, let’s order everybody,”

Everyone talks about their orders with each other, while Mark and you sit in silence for a few minutes as you both browse the menu by yourselves.

Mark finally looks at you from the corners of his eyes.

“….Having trouble deciding?”

You chuckle, “Yeah.”

“Number 3 has beetroot in it,” Mark says.

“...Yeah, I know, but it’s so big. I won’t be able to finish it.” You reply.

“We can share.” He says.

You look at Mark, trying to figure this boy out, but decide upon yourself that it’d probably be the best outcome anyway since both of you love beetroot in burgers.

“Yeah, sounds like a good idea.” You respond.

“Cool.” Mark says.

“—What about you y/n? Have you decided yet? You always take ages to decide,” Sarah suddenly turns to you to ask in the midst of all the chatter.

“Oh, uh—”

“Yeah, she’ll be sharing with me, we’re getting number 3,” Mark chimes in.

“Oh. Okay, well, too bad I don’t like beetroot. Good thing Mark’s nice y/n,” Sarah says in response.

“Yeah, I guess,” You say.

Not too long after everyone finishes ordering, the orders arrive, and you’re greeted by the large burger you’re thankful to be sharing with someone else. You pick up your fork and knife to halve the burger.

“Let me.” Mark says, and before you knew it, he’s already in the middle of cutting your burger in half.

“Thanks, Mark.” You say to him, smiling. He just smiles back at you in response.

“....Yeah, he’s holding a birthday party next Saturday, at Scarlett Saturdays. I have an engineering essay due on the next Monday, but I’ll be going since he’s my bro and all,” You notice Jeno in the midst of his conversation with the others.

“Jaemin? You mean the Jaemin guy that went after y/n for the longest time?” Sarah asks in between bites. You notice Mark halts for a split second before he finishes cutting the burger.

“Is going after. He asked me to ask her to come. But knowing her, I didn’t even try,” He says, chuckling.

“Why don’t you go for it already, y/n? Even though he’s not really my type, I think he’s mad cute. Do you not think so?” Sarah says, turning to you.

“…I mean, yeah, he’s cute I guess. I don’t know.” You reply concisely, not really feeling like talking about that right now. You proceed to cut a small bite sized piece of the beetroot burger you’ve instead been thinking about for the past 10 minutes.

“Maybe think about it though. Just one night. Jaemin does seem like a bit of a flirt and a player, but I think he really does like you,” Jeno continues, munching on his burger.

“It’s about time you get some action don’t you think,” Sarah follows up on him.

You cough on your burger, startled by Sarah’s remark.

“Water,” Jisung readily hands you a new glass of water, as if on cue.

“Thanks, Ji,” You say, taking it from him, before gulping on it to ease your choking. God, it really seems like you’re not taking any breaks tonight. Not even to eat the beetroot burger you’ve come here to eat in the first place.

“Right? I think you really should go for it y/n,” Sarah insists, “You’re in uni, live your life instead of being inside all the time, watching anime and playing games or something,”

You sigh out, trying to ease the slight annoyance that’s starting to creep onto you. Would people just let you eat your goddamn beetroot burger already that’s starting to turn colder by the minute.

“Say, Jeno was it?” Mark suddenly says out of the blue, cutting his share of the burger, “You take chemical engineering? How far along are you in that report?”

“....Maybe 40 percent or something, probably not good enough.” Jeno muses, “You take the same class as I do, dude? Maybe we could shoot ideas to each other. Jaemin doesn’t take his studies too seriously.”

“Yeah, I’d be open to that.” Mark says, wiping his mouth with a napkin.

With that simple interruption, everyone finally drops the topic and goes back to eating. You sigh out in relief, finally revelling in the relative quietness.

You gently elbow Mark’s arm while smiling, “Thanks.”

He smiles back at you with those clear eyes that became overly familiar to you after yesterday night’s events. But before you get too deep in thought, and your burger gets even colder, you shake it off and continue eating.

That is, before you feel Mark’s thigh brush against yours, and continues eating while he lets your thighs touch, as if… He meant to do that in the first place. You figure that mulling over on these budding thoughts wouldn’t serve you well at the moment, it would only cloud your head even more, and so you finally choose to just ignore it.

“….Hey dude, what’s up? I’m eating right now,” Jeno says, after finally picking up his phone that’s been vibrating on the table for the past minute while the others continue eating.

“Yeah, I got Ben to join, probably a good idea to book 3 tables,” He says, “Can we call later? I’m with the others right now, it’s kinda rude—“

“Yeah, y/n’s here,”

You sigh out, knowing exactly who’s on the other side of the phone. Tired of dealing with the whole topic, you continue eating anyway.

“Yeah, yeah, I asked her dude. It’s a no go,” He continues, “Look, if we’re gonna be talking about this can we—”

“Dude we’re literally eating right now, I’m telling you that’s what she said,”

Jisung glances at you, knowing full well that you’re incredibly annoyed at this point but still keeping it under wraps.

“Fine but if you stuff up I’m not gonna do anything about it alright, I’m just the messenger,” He says, before putting the phone in front of you, prompting you to look up from your plate.

“It’s Jaemin. He wants to talk about the party.”

“Can’t he just call her phone directly instead of asking you to?” Jisung asks Jeno.

“He keeps on telling me she won’t pick up. Persistent, that guy.” Jeno replies.

You stare at Jeno in disbelief. Jeno’s actually a good guy, academically smart, but sometimes he could really be a blockhead, and it always surprises you how that part of him could annoy you to no end.

“What you waiting for y/n? Talk to him!” Sarah says excitedly.

To your complete surprise, Mark snatches the phone off of Jeno’s hand faster than everyone on the table could even register it in their minds.

“Hey dude, y/n’s not coming. Based on what I’m hearing, she’s really not into you. You don’t know me, my name’s Mark, and I’m really into her. Only difference is, she’s reciprocated in some ways. I wanted to do things in order with her, but I’m discovering it really doesn’t matter anyway. If she doesn’t like it, she won’t go for it. And she’s not going for it dude, at least not with you.”

[jypbae7]

Me me meeee <3 I'll request a full analysis about NCT's Johnny! 😚😚 Include errrrthing baby hahaha 18+ stuff, him as a romantic partner aka bf <3 whatever you want! I'm so excited to read this akndfkgkfn 😎😎😎❤️❤️

Johnny Suh - Natal chart

Finally finished it!! Johnny was actually the most requested member I received in my inbox! Sorry that it’s nearly the length of a novel lmao but I sectioned it to make it easier to read and navigate 💕

(Not claiming to be an expert this is just for fun please don’t take anything too seriously!) Hope this is helpful and that you enjoy it 🥰❤️

Personality: Aquarius Sun, Gemini Moon, Aqua Mercury, Virgo rising, Leo Mars

While Aqua is a fixed sign it is definitely the most adaptable of the 3 fixed signs due to the Air element of Aquarius plus the ever spontaneous Gemini moon. Most things that make the rest of us feel anxious tend not to seem that scary to fearless Gemini or cool as a cucumber Aquarius.

Natural social butterflies who love their tribe deeply and fiercely once they find them. Busy bodies who are easily bored if left unstimulated too long which will turn into crankiness if not rectified quickly. Thankfully Aqua & Gem have a zest for life that makes them quite easy to please. They are open minded and will gladly stay up till 3am talking about aliens and conspiracy theories, just like they are thrilled to go on last minute random trips just because why not (Gemini impulsivity at it’s finest lmao)

Gemini is a mutable sign unlike fixed Aquarius. This is a pretty big difference and something that goes under the radar with Aquas due to that cool as a cucumber attitude. Because they are adaptable and typically very easy going they don’t often show their stubborn aggressive sides and honestly prefer not to have to unless they are feeling extremely disrespected or pushed beyond their boundary which is a BIG let me say that again, BIG no no with Aquarius (almost as big as it is for for the water signs)

Adding to these deep inner thoughts and vast inner world that Aquarians have, his Virgo rising adds more depth and self awareness. As perfectionists and highly intellectual minds they are a lot more self critical than they let on, just like they are a lot more caring and soft than they let on. They deeply care about others and the world in general seeing the big picture in a very earthy and traditional way - good people should strive to put good out and try their very best at whatever they do. They deeply dislike mean, malicious, manipulative, or spiteful behavior or people and generally keep guarded around people they don’t know well until they feel certain of the person’s true intention. There’s nothing Virgo is more cautious of than to be swindled or hurt by someone they take it reallyy hard and they know it.

Now we alllll know his swag and confidence is legendary and we can all thank the Leo Mars placement for that and the beautiful lush shiny hair and big toothy smile (Looking at Mark, Jaemin and Xiaojun like 👁👄👁) But beyond the aesthetics and dripping confidence and charisma, Leo is another creative sign that tends to be a lot more intellectual and intuitive than people give them credit for.

When the other members call Johnny one of the scariest members you can bet it’s his aggressive fiery fixed Leo Mars which is loud and even violent when provoked enough not to mention the fixed Aquarius tornado energy...Oooof that is a lot of Fixed sign rage right there honey so let’s tread lightly with Johnny boy and appeal to his open minded and friendly nature with a gentle tone and non-pointed words during discussions and all shall be good even if there’s some disagreeing!

Honestly if the argument starts getting bad you can always distract the Gemini moon by just bringing up other interesting topics! Geminis minds move FAST and while they can process a lot of information quickly and precisely they tend to get distracted easily (but here’s the good side of that😉)

Aquarius have a deep love of family and the desire to create their own (Geminis often share this trait) they can feel a bit like outsiders or “other” from people and thus crave to build a tribe of their own - this can be friends that are lifelong deep relationship carried on no different than family or starting their own family with a partner and kids

Relationships:

Non-Romantic Relationships & overall communication style: Aquarius Sun, Gemini Moon, Aqua Mercury, Leo Mars, Virgo Rising

Built off laughter, time spent together whether its at home hanging out casually or going out for meals and fun new things to try together

Wants to bounce lots of ideas off of his closest friends and secretly loves doing creative stuff together the most - this is pretty evident if you watch JCC he’s happiest when he’s doing stuff with his bros whether it’s sporty, musical, or crafts

Does not like to be vulnerable even with those he’s close to, tends to stick to neutral and more light hearted topics of interest and conversation because he prefers to spread a good mood instead of a heavy one

If he really trusts you or has worked through it enough already to want to talk about something serious you’d better listen cause the boy drops gems of wisdom and has a really soft mushy heart

Immediately adopts his close friends as family and no matter the time apart or distance will always treat them the same

Likes friends he can learn from and take on new adventures with they satisfy the intellectual Virgo rising and Aqua & leo sign thrill needs - Gemini is all about BOTH of these

Deeply appreciates loyalty, acts of service, and quality time with his friends and family - makes his heart soooo happy BUT

He would rather fucking DIE than let you or anyone see him cry so he cries like 4 times a year at 3am in the bathroom while everyone’s asleep (HIGHKEY feel like Ten & Jaehyun are exactly like this too)

Romantic relationships and preferences: Capricorn Venus, Leo Mars, Capricorn Juno, Capricorn Eros

Mr. Johnny Suh has THREE Capricorn placements tied to love and intimacy so that’s saying something lmao

Going against Aquarius’ open mindedness and anti-traditional persona Capricorn prefers all things traditional and stable.

Very much does acts of service for his partner as a sign of affection also lots of touching and quality time.

A veryyyyyy spontaneous boyfriend/partner thanks to that Gemini moon - he either wants to stay at home in pjs and order food and have movie marathons or whisk you away on zero notice to a trip lol

Earth sign men are drawn to women who embody very flowery feminine energy and aesthetics. They prefer a “natural beauty” who can spice it up sometimes rather than a super flashy 24/7 partner. (He’s said in the past that his ideal type is Yoona which says it all lol)

Will be highly drawn and intrigued by someone with a high work ethic and high intellect. BIG bonus points if you can keep up with his sarcasm and jokes.

Earth signs are pretty physical and handsy so expect to have little personal space around him, make no mistake they enjoy this very much. He will definitely be grabbing you and picking you up often! He’ll be smirking down at you devilishly watching you get flustered backed into a corner trapped by the sheer size of his muscular body. A Capricorn male’s ego really enjoys this dynamic, trust me lol.

Also another quirky male Capricorn trait that actually applies to Aqua & Gem as well… They like to initiate all the touchy feely stuff - What I mean by that is they can get easily spooked by clinginess too early on. These three signs want romance and definitely want to feel that you’re into them but they also are innately independent and enjoy relationships where their partner can also go off into the world and thrive in their own way and meet back together in the middle. So long as you can find a happy balance, when you are together you won’t have to initiate anyways honestly because he’ll be the one pulling you.

Okay let's talk about Juno & Eros - Juno in Capricorn is about serious, loyal, long term commitment though they tend to marry later in life once they’ve already achieved the things they want to for themselves which I can see being the case for Johnny as well especially with his current career.

18+ Preferences:

Eros in Cap where to begin - high libido, stimulated by visuals and touch. Wear interesting colors, patterns, textures to catch his eyes & his hands - lacy lingerie is a plus the texture will really excite him and the feminine look will please his earthy traditional cap side. If you really wanna have him drooling throw in some spicy contrasts like a leather choker with the lace set and you’ll also set off his Aqua, Gem, and Leo placements as well ;)

Tends to bounce back and forth between fucking you like you’re a cheap groupie whore and taking his time staring you in the eyes and kissing you passionately as he’s stomach deep - no inbetween but really who’s complaining??

DOM KINK - NOT UP FOR DEBATE he has THREE Capricorn placements for fucksake meaning 3 cardinal signs which are literally called “the INITIATORS” plus all his other fixed personality placements

More of the classy rich ceo vibes kind of dom (suits, expensive cologne and jewelry, leather, black and red binds) - takes you to bougie hotels when he really wants to ramp it up and not have to care who hears. You can expect not to sleep those nights but he’ll damn sure pamper you afterwards with cuddles, food, and a spa date.

Now...with all his Air sign placements...I have to say it...he’s a kinky ass dude. Few things are off the table, but he’s also super content with “normal” stuff too. It’s more about the person and experience for him than doing the wildest things possible. So if it feels natural and right then he’s down.

Don’t be surprised if he wants to tie you up like a pretzel or role play because he’s definitelyyy going to ask. Well actually he’d probably just buy whatever outfit or binds he wanted to use and casually be like “look what I got for us baby” as if it’s matching charm bracelets or something. The good news is he’ll dress up and get into it with you and he’s super receptive to your boundaries, fantasies and making it enjoyable as possible for you too.

If you flip the script on him and suddenly break the norm either by taking the initiate/lead first or trying something new he will absolutely combust 🤯 and be in the palm of your hand staring in absolute awe and fascination till he can’t take it anymore and reclaims his spot as the one in control

Nudes, videos, and phone sex when apart are a definite and they really keep the passion burning for him which is honestly VERY important and don’t worry he’s NOT shy and you will be grateful for the beautiful collection of photos and videos 🤤

Boredom for Aquas, Gems, and Caps can quickly lead into self-sabotaging behaviors and/or wandering eyes not because they don’t value loyalty but that they really need and benefit from mental stimulation and feeling wanted so when that’s gone they can pull away

Honestly pretty much any type of lingerie or outfit will turn him on because the most arousing part for him is knowing that you spent time doing such a naughty thing for his sake

Breeding kink - 3 earth placements and has said himself in interviews he would’ve started having kids at 25 if he wasn’t an idol soooooo that’s a definite. He imagines you pregnant with his baby and it makes him super soft and warm which quickly turns to super turned on. He loves the primal marking aspect of claiming you in such a way and also watching you unravel to the point of begging him to do it. Even if it’s just “play” he loves it and will probably think about it a lot more than you know. If you ever do it for real he will be utterly and completely obsessed with you forever and be practically more excited about all the stages of your pregnancy than you are

[chaeryybomb]

nct dream reactions: the rooftop fight

nct dream rooftop fight?

more like nct dream’s excuse to finally ending it all

i’m not saying that they have a target list but that’s exactly what I’m saying

without further ado:

CHOOSE YOUR FIGHTER

mark lee

literally does not want to be there

he says he's there to supervise them so they don't commit murder

"i'm looking at you renjun"

sits with jaemin at the side, watching the rest of them run from renjun and jeno

until haechan p r o v o k e s the fuck out of him

"come on you cOWARD FIGHT ME MARK LEE"

(mark to jaemin) "hold my glasses for me"

accidentally sucker punches hyuck in the gut and internally panics

and haechan's dramatic ass doubles over in "pain" and starts wailing

"holy shit hyUCK ARE YOU OKAY I DIDNT MEAN TO OH MY GOD JOHNNY IS GONNA KILL ME—"

until he sees the hidden grin and mark kicks him into the next comeback with no regrets

huang renjun

(renjun, who's been waiting for this for years) "i've been waiting for this, TURN IT UP"

NO MERCY

NONE AT ALL

(renjun to the dreamies) "this is the day you die, say your prayers fuckers"

we all know renjun will not hesitate to sucker punch the dreamies

like he is ready to risk it all on cam just to do so

yk how he usually grabs someone to hold it back or he grabs his jacket to hold himself back

hAHAHA YEAH HE'S NOT DOING IT HERE

his target is literally haechan

renjun finally letting out all the anger his tiny ass body has been storing

dhshd I honestly picture them wearing "boom"'s suits while throwing hands

you know how rooftops usually have broken pots and bricks sitting around

and how renjun is always picking something up to hit the dreamies with?

bricks and flower pots? more like free weapons

or

he will mfing stRANGLE YOU

you saw how he put jisung in headlock without hesitation

mans is COMING FOR YOUR NECK

HE IS OUT FOR B L O O D

lee jeno

jeno is fucking built okay

y'all have seen his mUSCLES

MANS IS S T R O N G

and he's always reading to punch the dreamies while having his eye smile on

but we all know he won't actually hurt them bc he loves them

so he's there trying to convince renjun to not shove jisung off the roof

"c'mon guys, why don't we just watch netflix and ord—WHO THREW THEIR FUCKING SHOE AT ME?!"

(.◜◡◝)

(.◜◡◝)

ᕦ(҂.◜◡◝ )ᕤ

(jeno, rolling up his sleeves) "alright sQUARE UP ASSHOLES"

he's going to start chASING THEM

WITH HIS FISTS RAISED

now imagine this: jeno's adorable eye smile as he does his ostrich run

but add his fists raised up

and chasing chenle

and that, ladies and gents, is rooftop fighter lee jeno

lee haechan

boy is all talk and no bark

yk how he always provoking them

yeah he’s basically doing that

he's just a grade a b r a t

(hyuck, bouncing back and forth) "what are you gonna do huh? punch m—HAHSHAH WAIT I WAS KIDDING"

he is definitely not going after jeno

hyuck may be annoying but he has the braincells to know that jeno will plummet him

he considers renjun but then he sees renjun pick up a brick as he goes after jisung

and decides he'll kick mark's ass instead because he's been doing it for years

oh he's definitely going after the maknae line

all the times chenji made fun of him

oh boy he's getting his REVENGE

it is the day he finally makes chenji regret being born

(hyuck to jisung) "you are officially an adult which means you are no longer a minor which also means I am legally allowed to beat you up"

na jaemin

he's going after chenle

period.

y'all see how badly he wanted to strangle him in that one huya live

y e a h

at first he's like jeno, he doesn't want to harm any of the dreamies

but it all took one mockery from chenle and he SHOT right out of his seat to beat his ass

I feel like jaemin will also smother the dreamies with kisses and hugs instead of actually fighting them

he knows that his can kill them with love

he'll be like "JISUNG-AH MWAH MWAH MWAH" (ﾉ´ з `)ノ

and once he gets ahold of one them

oh boy good luCK GETTING OUT LMAO

his arms are gonna be WRAPPED AROUND THEM AND HE WILL KISS THEM TILL THEY DROP TO THE GROUND D E A D

renjun kills with anger and jaemin kills with what he does best, loving the dreamies

zhong chenle

okay idk why but I picture chenle with a weapon

like he and jisung definitely has a plan out for everything

he's conspiracing against his hyungs ya know

and he knows that 127 hyungs love him

he's definitely going to take it to his advantage

"taeyong hyung, can I borrow your bat?"

"of course chenle but what for?"

(chenle, deadpanning) "to beat up the dreamies"

I also feel like he'll ask Johnny for advice on how to kick someone down and make sure they stay down

like he'll go around the hyungs who have experience and ask for advice ya know

and by that I mean johnny, jaehyun, doyoung and yuta-

he'll probably tell jisung something like "okay I get to punch you once and then I'll go after the hyungs"

his dolphin ass is a l w a y s screaming

park jisung

OH BABY BOY IS GONNA HAVE TO GIVE HIMSELF A PEP TALK

is he afraid of his hyungs? debatable

but boy he keeps second guessing himself but then reminds himself

"I can beat them I can beat them I can beat them I-"

he uses his long limbs to his advantage

aka running away from renjun

spends 80% of the time running away from jaemin and his death kisses dhwhdje

honestly he's gonna be running most of the time fhehhd

threatens to call the parent line whenever renjun or haechan gets too close

"I'M CALLING TAEYONG HYUNG"

"JISUNG THIS WAS YOUR IDEA"

lets chenle punch him one (1) time on the shoulder and stops him after that dhshd

"yayayAYAH LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS SHDHSH"

he's just a giant babie, taeyong come collect ur son

[honeypwark]

[ Missing ]

  ↳ Roller Coaster era (late Jan-early Mar 2019)

       ↳ Lily goes missing. All hell brakes loose. Every idol ever tries to find Lily.

m.list

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

There’s a kind of contentment that comes with being absolutely exhausted. When you’re that tired, you know you’ve done your best and pushed yourself yet you’ve withstood the tiredness and given it your all. That’s usually how Lily feels after a long day of practicing. She’d be extremely tired, ready to drag herself home and flop into bed and start over the next day. But not today.

The exhaustion is there, wearing well into her bones but instead of feeling content, she just feels tired. She’s not even supposed to finish practicing for another hour and yet she is just so tired. Usually she pushes on through, telling herself the pain now is worth it in the end. But this doesn’t feel like the tired she’s used to. It’s so much concentrated, seeping into mind and making her just want to sleep.

She stumbles over her own feet again as she tries to work through the dance break at the end of her solo comeback song for the nth time. She takes a breath and bends over, coughing as she braces herself on her knees. She just feels completely wiped out; maybe she’s been pushing herself too hard? She wobbles over to the couch on the side of the room and sits down with a sigh.

“Okay, Lily. Take ten then we’re back,” she says to herself.

She coughs again, clearing her throat before settling further back into the couch and leaning her head back. All it takes is a few deep breaths with her eyes closed and she’s out like a light.

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“Lily Lee~ Unnie made you breakfast,” Nayeon sings gently as she enters the maknae line’s room.

The eldest member carries a plate of blueberry pancakes, Lily’s favorite. All of the members are well aware of how hard Lily is pushing herself to make her solo comeback go nothing less than perfect. They know she feels guilty for being given so many individual opportunities over her members despite all nine of their reassurances that they’re nothing but proud of her. Nayeon decided to surprise Lily with her favorite breakfast in bed.

“Li...ly?”

Nayeon doesn’t think she’s heard Lily get up this morning. Tzuyu and Dahyun are still asleep in their bunks and Chaeyoung is out to brunch with a friend. Lily’s bunk, however, is empty, save for Blue curled up in his usual spot at the foot of the bed. Nayeon leaves the room and her eyebrows only knit together further when she checks and finds the bathroom empty.

“Jihyo, do you know where Lily is?” Nayeon asks.

Jihyo, Sana, and Momo sit in the living room eating the extra pancakes Nayeon had made. (The best ones, of course, had been puts on Lily’s plate.) All three of them look up at Nayeon’s question.

“Is she not in her room?” Jihyo asks.

“No.”

“Bathroom?”

“Just checked.”

“She didn’t stay at Jisung’s dorm last night, did she?”

“No, she was practicing until late,” Momo reminds the leader.

“Did anyone hear her come in?”

“We all went to bed before her but maybe?” Sana says.

Jihyo glances around at the growing worry on her members’ faces.

“Okay, um, Sana. Go ask the others if they know where Lily is and whether or not they know she came home. Nayeon, put Lily’s plate in the microwave and finish cleaning up the kitchen. Momo, call Lily’s cell and see if she’ll pick up. I’ll call Jisung and see if she’s with him.”

The other three girls set off to do as they were told and Jihyo pulls out her phone. She quickly finds the right contact and calls Jisung. NCT Dream’s dorm is practically Lily’s second home. She is constantly spending the night there, the other group’s maknae never complaining to give up his bed to Lily for the night if it means getting to joke around while eating cereal together the next morning. If not for their endlessly busy idol lives, they would be attached at the hip.

“Uhhh... Jihyo sunbaenim? Hello.”

The boy who answers the phone is not Jisung.

“Hello, who is this?”

“I’m Jaemin, one of Jisung’s members.”

“Where is Jisung?”

“He’s showering but he should be out soon- oh, he’s right here.”

Muffled, Jihyo hears, “Hyung, why are using my phone?”

Louder and closer to the phone, Jaemin answers, “It’s Lily’s leader.”

“Jihyo?”

“Yeah.”

Jaemin presumably hands the phone to Jisung.

“Noona?”

“Jisung. Is Lily with you?”

“With me? No.”

“Oh, okay.”

“W-Why? Is she okay? Did something happen?”

Jaemin says something Jihyo can’t understand. The sound that follows sounds suspiciously like Jisung hitting his older member.

“We’re not sure where she is right now,” Jihyo answers.

She looks up as Sana, Nayeon, and Momo return to the living room, several of the other girls coming with them, all looking worried.

“Do you need help finding her? I can call her,” Jisung offers.

“No, it’s alright, Jisung. Thank you, though. Bye-”

“Wait! Will you let me know when you find her?” Jisung says quickly before she can hang up. “Or ask her to text me when she’s home?”

Jihyo blinks, “Uh, yeah. I’ll tell her to text you. Bye, Jisung.”

“Goodbye...”

Jihyo hangs up.

“She’s not with Jisung,” Jihyo announces to the others.

“My call went straight to voicemail,” Momo says, “Her phone’s either off or dead.”

“I don’t like this,” Mina says. “Lily always tells us when she’s staying with someone.”

“Yeah,” Tzuyu agrees quietly.

“What if something happened to her?”

“She might just be at ITZY’s dorm. They live a little closer to the company.”

“But what if something did happen to her?”

“She was walking home late at night; someone should have gone to get her.”

“She’s so little.”

“If someone tried to grab her in an empty street she wouldn’t be able to do much.”

“What if someone recognized her?”

“What if she got kidnapped?!”

“What if she got followed by a sasaeng!?”

“Guys... GUYS!” Jihyo calls to get everyone’s attention. “Worrying like this isn’t going to help anyone. I’ll stay here with Sana in case she comes back. You all split up and start trying to find her.“

While the others hurry to pull on coats and shoes and throw their hair up into ponytails, Sana walks over to Jihyo.

“What are we going to do?” Sana asks.

“We’re going to start calling people,” Jihyo answers. “Anyone Lily knows and we don’t, we’re going to figure out their phone number and call them.”

“How are we going to do that? Like, I don’t have any of Blackpink’s phone numbers.”

“Well... okay. But you know Nayeon. And Nayeon knows Jisoo. Find connections like that.”

A few minutes later, Jihyo has gotten Blackpink’s eldest’s phone number and been told she’s not with them. Nonetheless, Jihyo tries to remember another one of Lily’s countless idol friends to try and call.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

What had gone from a ten minute break to a nearly nine hour night of sleep leaves Lily still fast asleep on the couch of a practice room that morning. She’s shifted onto her side, curled up and sleeping soundly. She wakes slowly, blinking and groaning at the bright overhead lights still shining from the night before. She eventually sits up and rubs the final remnants of sleep from her eyes. Her phone is dead, she realizes, getting the time from the clock on the wall instead.

10:13AM? Really? She was asleep that long? She’s almost surprised her body let her sleep for so long; she usually can’t make it past seven hours of consecutive sleep. She knows her members must be worried sick about her not being home after being alone the night before. She should head home right away to let them know she’s okay. As she pulls her coat on, she hopes her members aren’t worrying too bad.

Unbeknownst to her, the members of Day6 and Stray Kids are scouring the entire company building for her. Nearly the entire kpop idol community has become aware of Twice’s missing maknae as Jihyo and Sana have continued calling more and more people. If there was ever a day to run into an idol somewhere in Seoul, today would be that day as anyone who is able to is out looking for Lily.

“Come on, idiot, don’t actually be missing,” Jae mutters to himself as he starts checking in and out of practice rooms.

Despite Jae’s mean older brother act, it’s obvious and impossible to deny that he cares about the younger American. He’s always teasing her about her height but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how easily someone bigger than her could grab her and force her into a car or down an alleyway or-

“Lily!”

Jae spots Lily leaving a practice room further down the hall. The girl turns toward him.

“Oh, hey-“

Jae crashes into Lily in a hug, squeezing her tightly.

“Okay. Hi, there.” She pats his back as she hugs him back, confused as he usually only briefly hugs her in parting, “Is today a special occasion or...?”

“You are an absolute dumbass, Lilliana Lee!” Jae yells at her, smacking the side of her head.

“OW! What was that for?!” she whines.

“Your members have no idea where you are!” Jae exclaims. “They think you’ve been kidnapped or killed or something and have everyone you’ve ever even looked at for more than five seconds looking for you.”

“W-What?“

“They woke up and you weren’t at the dorm and you weren’t answering their calls so they started calling people to see if you were with them and now every idol ever is searching the entirety of Seoul for you but you’ve just been in a practice room?!!”

“I fell asleep! I didn’t mean to!”

“You can’t just disappear like that!” Jae continues to scold her. “You’ve got so many people worried over nothing and- shit.”

Jae turns away from Lily and covers his eyes.

“Are you-,” Lily steps around him to look at his face, “Are you crying?”

“No,” he says firmly.

“I think you are.”

He glares at her, “I’m still mad at you.”

She steps back with her hands raised, “My bad.”

He sighs, “Alright. Let’s get you home.”

“Okay,” Lily agrees softly.

She lets Jae lead her down the hall, coughing into her elbow before entering the elevator. Jae already has his phone out, texting his members to stop their search because he’s found her.

“Are you sick?” he asks.

“I just think I need some water,” she says.

“You should take some medicine when you get home, just in case.”

“Aw, you do care about me. The only tsundere I know is Jae Park.”

Jae shoves his phone into her hands, “Shut up and call Jeongyeon. You get to deal with her wrath.”

Lily looks at Jeongyeon’s contact that has been pulled up on Jae’s phone and gulps.

[delicatejisung]

𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐜𝐭 & 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐯

HYUNG LINE:

[yanna calls them “hyung” because she’s uncomfortable with calling people “oppa” since she didn’t grow up with an older brother]

♡ 𝓉𝒶𝑒𝒾𝓁 [yanil] :

- both shy around each other when with the other members but have had very deep talks about life and whatnot

- never fails to tease him abt how cute he is even though he’s the oldest

- taeil once laughed so hard because of yanna, he started crying

- often ruffles her hair when they see her practice

- yanna sees him as an older brother but claims she calls him “uncle” even though she never does

- taeil believes in yanna’s vocals the most and claims she’s just as good as him

- nctzens’ favorite moment: they once did a vlive where they just sang for a whole hour and did duets that czennies have always requested. it was really cute because when yanna was singing, taeil looked at her with the proudest look.

♡𝒿𝑜𝒽𝓃𝓃𝓎 [yanny/johnna]:

- literally her brother

- “no, yanna. i don’t think that’s a good idea.”

- he literally thinks he raised her

- except when she seems like she understands a dirty joke, then he yEeTs and goes “who raised you?”

- hypes her up!!

- always reminisces about their trainee days and how small yanna was

- “you were always just too big, hyung” “YOU WERE A DWARF”

- ships yanna with mark for some reason no one understands

- “mark, why are you suddenly talking about yanna?” “you literally JUST asked about her”

- johnny took yanna to watch “hamilton” and she started crying about how much she loves johnny

- nctzens’ favorite moment: during the “a cup of coffee” vlive, yanna tried so hard not to laugh at ten’s “john’s banana” joke she ended up spitting out her smoothie unto johnny and he stuffed her mouth with tissue for getting the joke.

♡ 𝓉𝒶𝑒𝓎𝑜𝓃𝑔 [yanyong/yongna] :

- taeyong once said that his family has adopted yanna, but it was often passed around as a joke so no one knows if it’s true

- helps her out a lot!!

- she always says taeyong is very similar to her mom

- loves ruby and was once asked by ty to take her for a walk

- always says taeyong is her bias

- freaks out when he’s shirtless in an mv

- “oioioioioioioi taeyong-hyung, isn’t that too much skin?”

- but taeyong also freaks out when yanna gets way too much inkigayo sandwiches with numbers (yes, hyuck ratted it out to them)

- basically mother & daughter

- nctzens’ favorite moment: during an ot19 vlive, taeyong was busy counting the members and kept on repeating because he could only count 18. he asked the members if someone was missing and they all said they were complete, yanna then said “you forgot to count yourself again” which made the members giggle at taeyong’s “ah, you’re right”.

♡ 𝓎𝓊𝓉𝒶 [yunna] :

- japanese lessons !!

- “what’s an ikemen?” “me”

- yuta always has his hand on yanna’s head when they’re together

- backhugs

- would fight over winwin (but winwin chooses her all the time)

- very protective of yanna

- once pushed a “fan” for inappropriately touching her

- never leaves yanna’s side when they’re together in airports and whatnot

- yuta once promised her that they’d go to japan together and he’d give her a tour

- nctzens’ favorite moment: yanna slipped during black on black and yuta carried her the whole time after.

♡𝓀𝓊𝓃 [kunna/yankun] :

- yanna is kun’s #1 hype man

- they literally love each other so much

- kun babies her all the time

- yanna cried when wayv debuted

- of course, she sometimes calls him “kun mama” for meme purposes

- they facetime every week

- “do you really like talking to me or you just want to see xiao-“ “KUN GE”

- ships yanna with xiaojun because he can

- nctzen’s favorite moment: wayv was doing a live once and yanna entered the room, unaware of what was going on, she was behind the camera so the viewers were surprised when kun suddenly ran. the members could only laugh as yanna yelled out “I CAN’T BREATHE” and the viewers finally got it.

♡ 𝒹𝑜𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓃𝑔 [yando/nado] :

- doyoung finds jeno the cutest but yanna is a close second

- ALWAYS buys her ice cream

- a huge fan of vocal!yanna and claims he taught her how to sing

- always calls her “ae-cha” instead of yanna

- a sasaeng calls yanna’s phone? trust doyoung to yell at him/her.

- very very very very protective of yanna

- she’s always very proud of doyoung and always sings his parts in nct u songs randomly

- nctzens’ favorite moment: there’s a clip of doyoung yelling in pain because jeno and yanna both decided to sit on his lap at the same time.

♡ 𝓉𝑒𝓃 [tenna/yen] :

- sassy duo, to be honest

- act like they hate each other for 20 seconds before laughing and hugging each other

- yanna can never take ten seriously

- but she respects his dancing the most

- ten respects how strong yanna is

- they have the best english conversations

- “you’re not sassy, i’m sassy” “you’re not sassy, hyung. you’re sexy.” “OH?”

- [ten’s part on any wayv music video] *cue yanna laughing just because*

- nctzens’ favorite moment: while everyone were hyping ten up for his dance break in BOB, yanna mocked him and ten was quick to chase her.

♡ 𝒿𝒶𝑒𝒽𝓎𝓊𝓃 [yanhyun/jaenna] :

- jaehyun loves pinching her cheeks

- she loves punching his arm

- jaehyun’s sweaters? nope, hers now!

- his arm is always around her shoulders and hers around his back

- have hinted a thousand times to sm that they want to sing together but NOBODY LISTENS

- picks her up like a sack when she has fights with hyuck

- “he started it!” “and i’m ending it.”

- claims she’s jaehyun’s daughter

- nctzens’ favorite moment: when she reacted to “Kick It”, she literally looked away as soon as she saw Jaehyun shirtless and almost broke her neck from turning away too quickly. It kept happening and she got tired so she just said “JAEHYUN-HYUNG, YOUR DAUGHTER IS WATCHING.”

♡ 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓌𝒾𝓃 [yanwin] :

- she’s also whipped for winwin

- misses him everytime and suddenly goes “ah, winwin-hyung...” and smiles

- winwin also has a soft spot for her

- pretty sure he also ships her with xiaojun but doesn’t like annoying her with it

- they bonded over the amount of lines they used to get

- pinching is their thing, no one knows why

- nctzens’ favorite moment: during the china line vlive (chenle, renjun, winwin, kun & lucas), winwin said that yanna should be there but chenle explained that her nationality isn’t chinese. all 5 of them were discussing for a whole 5 minutes until winwin just pouted, still not getting why she wasn’t there with them. after a few minutes, she entered with jaemin and jungwoo but winwin wouldn’t let her leave so she just joined the whole thing.

♡ 𝒿𝓊𝓃𝑔𝓌𝑜𝑜 [yanwoo] :

- “jungwoo-hyung looks like ice bear” - yanna huang, 2k19

- cuddles for dayssssss

- jungwoo said it was yanna who originally taught him “idkwtd”

- she finds anything he does cute and vice versa

- squishes each other’s cheeks ALL THE TIME

- yanna said that jungwoo made “boss” legendary and he cried

- nctzens’ favorite moment: there was a whole vlive where jungwoo and yanna were hugging the whole time while the others talked.

[yarasun]

Illicit Desire 3; l.dh

Word Count: 9.4K

Summary: A secret friendship between the heirs of rival companies. But behind the label of friendship, feelings of affection lingered. Donghyuck who would give up everything to be with you, goes out of his way to show you how he feels. It’s a risky decision, but he’d do anything to make you his. Despite being an illicit desire.

Author’s Note: This was all based of my imaginations. Plot was reccomended to me by a friend. Credits to the KDrama The Inheritors, this is where I got a small bit of the Business School idea from. As mentioned, these were mere products of my imaginations, and does not define the idols mentioned. I’ve already posted the first 2 parts, check them out before this. Enjoy!

>> Illicit Desire 1 || 2 <<

You could feel his stares from afar. Like he was observing something that he never knew existed. As if you were something magical that just allures him and his curiosity. He gaped at how such ethereal beauty existed. He questioned at how he, out of everyone, was so attracted to such masterpiece. He never saw himself becoming so addicted to you.

It's been weeks, almost a month, since Donghyuck's confession. Since then, neither of you had the guts to initiate a conversation with each other. After that kiss, Donghyuck decided to take you home. He didn't even anticipate for what you had to say, he just took you home, the ride, a deafening silence. You thanked him for the day and said goodnight before he drove off in the bright night.

"Why does it seem as if you're avoiding her?" Jaemin asks as the group continues to walk out of the school campus. Jeno snakes his arm around Donghyuck's shoulders as they walked towards their cars.

"I confessed." He mumbled and the group started interrogating him.

"When?" Jisung asked. Donghyuck placed his bag in the back seat of his car and turns around to face the group once more. "That day I said I needed to head home and couldn't hang out with you guys. Instead, I ran to the cafeteria, and I found her. I took her out for some food, played Just Dance in the arcade, had dinner and while heading back to my car, I told her how I felt."

Renjun dropped the lollipop he was eating and grabbed Donghyuck's collar, pulling the taller boy down to his eye level and asking, "What did she say?" Donghyuck stared at the older boy in confusion and horror, "I was not able to await her answer. I got too embarrassed and just decided to take her home."

The boy loosened his grip on Donghyuck's collar and took a deep breath. "Hold on. Don't tell me you guys kissed?" Chenle spoke up and Donghyuck's face turned into a bright hue of pink. The group stared at him in shock, knowing what the answer was by his reaction.

"You confessed to her, and shared a kiss. But you didn't wait for her reply to your confession?" Jeno confirms and Donghyuck nods. He then smacks his forehead and whispered, "You're hopeless."

After the little interrogation, the group dispersed and decided to head home. It was finals week and everyone needed to focus. Especially Donghyuck, he couldn't drop from his spot as the highest scoring student. His parents would blow a fuse and he couldn't bear to sit in and listen to another lecture.

You walked out of the school hallway and stood by the waiting area for your chauffeur to pick you up. Flipping the pages of your Entrepreneurial Venture and Office Simulation book, you patiently waited for the driver. Donghyuck saw you. He was staring, intently. It's that type of look of longing that makes him want to beg on his knees, pleasing for you to give him attention. Just even the slightest one.

Donghyuck would gladly get on his knees for you. He would willingly embarrass himself, just for you. He'd be eager to accept anything from you, even if you couldn't reciprocate his feelings, he'd be pleased just to hold your hands once more. That was how much he loved you. But you would never know that.

Or so he thought.

As soon as the chauffeur pulled up, you immediately got into the car and headed home. You needed to study harder this time. Sure, you had pretty good scores, but good was never enough. Not in your family. "Could we stop over at Heio's? I'd like to take out some food." You told the driver and he simply nodded.

You got out the car and headed into the small café and ordered your usual Cookie Dough milkshake and a box of 6 macaroons. Suddenly, Donghyuck popped into your mind. You remembered the day he took you out and got you to taste their macaroons. Unconsciously, a soft smile crept onto your lips.

"Could I be the reason of your smile, darling?" His voice. You moved your head slightly to have Donghyuck's face inches away from yours. He looked heavenly. He looks like an actual young god. Or he could even be mightier than one. He's eminently captivating, possessing a surreal radiance, it's almost illusory.

Lee Donghyuck was divine. The kind that everyone longs for. The one that you yearn to be with. He was truly ethereal, and you savored the idea of being with him. To entangle your fingers in his hair, intertwine your fingers with his, and to have him by your side. You wanted Donghyuck, badly. But he'll never know.

"Donghyuck, why are you here?" You asked, stepping back to create a distance between the both of you. He placed his hands in his pockets and shrugged, "I thought some Heio's macaroons would help me in studying. Little did I know you'd be here darling."

You looked so irresistible, Donghyuck thought. He loved how you looked in your school uniform. It made you look studious. He wished to put his arms over your shoulders whenever he'd like. He fancied the idea of showing you off and allowing you come along on the little trips with his friends. He desired you, yet, he was too afraid that you didn't feel the same.

"I'll pay for her orders, along with mine." Donghyuck tells the cashier. Afterwards, the both of you walk over to the claiming area.

You were shocked when he suddenly pulled you towards him, his head snuggled on your head. Your face making contact with his chest. "Darling, I've missed the feeling of you." He whispers. Your heart once again started racing. Your whole system felt hot, as if igniting on fire. Anytime, exploding out of excitement.

"Donghyuck." You cooed and he pulled you even closer. You could feel all the emotions radiating off his body. Neediness, pain, love and regret? You were unsure of the last emotion, but that was what it seemed to be.

"I hate being away from you. I hate staring at you from afar. I hate looking at you and thinking, that oh shit. It could've been me she's talking to. It could've been me that she's laughing with. It could've been me, who is always beside her. I hate these feelings, darling." He admits in such a shaky and hushed voice. You felt the pain in every word he uttered.

Donghyuck loved you very much. There was no denying that. Despite it as a proscribed feeling, he did. And there was nothing that could stop those desires of his. He would gladly step down from his position as an heir to their business, as long as it meant he could be with you. He didn't care about the criticism at all. As long as you both shared the same affection towards each other, he'd willingly test his luck, and gamble, just for your hand.

"I know. But we can't do anything about it Donghyuck." You said, hesitating every word. It was hard for you to admit, but you had a point. Despite all this strong affection for each other, neither of you could do anything to fulfill those desires.

"Darling, after our graduation, would you allow me to pursue you?" He asked, loosened his grip on you, and looked at you deep in your eyes. Drowning himself in those deep, mysterious and bottomless orbs, unable to comprehend your hidden emotions. You were undecipherable.

"I don't know Donghyuck." You answered carefully, trying your best not to say anything wrong. He smiles bitterly and kisses your cheek, "I'll prove my love for you, darling. Just wait." He says.

"Cookie dough milkshake, and 2 boxes of macaroons for Lee Donghyuck?" The barista calls out, and you both walk towards the counter to grab your orders.

"Thank you Donghyuck." You said and he kissed your forehead, whispering, "Study well, darling. I'll be waiting for you after graduation." He says and walks out the café, strutting towards his car.

You heaved a heavy sigh and walked out the café with your order. Finally driving off towards home. In the car, you replayed the scenario that took place in the café. Was he sincere with what he said? Did he really feel that way? Was Lee Donghyuck really in love with you? You shook the thoughts off as the car pulled up into the large grey gate of the house.

As soon as you entered the house, you were greeted by the helpers, but aside that, an empty house. You opted to start studying as soon as possible, so you ran to your room and decided to take a shower beforehand. It was always best to be fresh when studying, your mind seemed to function better that way.

After a few hours of studying, you checked your phone to realize that it was already 10:45 p.m. and you needed sleep. A notification popped up on your screen and you decided to check it out.

"Hey darling, it's late. I hope you were able to study well. Good luck on tomorrow's tests. Get some rest. Goodnight." It was Donghyuck. You've always had each other's numbers but you tend to forget that you did. Mainly because you don't contact each other often. Ignoring his message, you switched the device off and got into the comfort of your bed, and engulfing yourself with the warmth that your thick blanket provides. And finally, dozing off into a deep slumber.

___

"How do you think you did?" Hana asks with a smile. Her bright set of teeth shining blindingly. She was exceptionally beautiful. Like a deity that descended from the sky. She has this soft fire that ignites wherever she goes, burning everything in her wake. Kim Hana has a bewitching fire to her, one that could never burn out.

It's been a few weeks since your final exams and you weren't anxious at all. Just had these tingles of your knees buckling with the thought of your father possibly kicking you out of the household, if you ever had low scores. So, no, you were not nervous. You were simply neurotic.

The results for the finals were to be posted in the school hall's bulletin board. Pretty much everyone was agitated to see the results, thus causing the huge crowd hoarding towards the school hall. You usually view the results a few hours after its posted to avoid the crowd, but today, Hana was able to drag you across the campus. When it came to her, you seemingly have no choice but to assent it. 

Both of you squeezed through the pile of sticky, sweaty bodies until you popped to the front. Searching for your name, unable to find it by the 6-10 list, you started to sweat nervously. Until Hana's arms shook your shoulders vigorously. "You're number 1!" She screams and hugs you tightly. Unable to grasp the situation, your eyes tried desperately to focus on the list

1.Y/N

Lee Donghyuck

Choi Yerin

Kim Jiwoo

Seo Hyo Sik

When Hana finally let’s go of you, were you only able to smile brightly and express your excitement. Sure, you admitted that you studied hard for the exam, even going through lengths of ruining your sleeping schedule, in order for your father to not be disappointed in you. But you had never expected to come close to Lee Donghyuck's level. Let alone be the reason of him coming in second.

In the midst of talking with Hana, your eyes caught a glimpse of the group. Lee Jeno had his hands in his pockets. Zhong Chenle with his infamous smile, his eyes turning into slits. Huang Renjun's blonde hair glowing from afar. Na Jaemin and his toothy grin, his arms draped lazily on Jisung's shoulder. Park Jisung stood like a tower, tall and mighty with his round glasses steady on his nose. And of course, in the middle was Lee Donghyuck, he looked like a god. Powerful, beautiful, yet dangerous. He stared at you, intently. You were confused. It didn't look like any of his usual gazes. You were unsure of how he looked at you. Was he proud that you were number 1? Or was he mad that you dethroned him? You decided that it was undecipherable. And you left it that way.

"Hey, let's grab some snacks and go shopping! I need a new set of palettes to prepare for our graduation." Hana chirps and you shook your head. Snapping out of your reverie, as the both of you walk out the hall. You stole one last glance at Lee Donghyuck and his friends, and you were certain that he smirked.

Lee Donghyuck indeed was agonizingly beautiful. If the day of judgement comes, it might be that Donghyuck was a sinner. A sinner for breaking hearts with his angelic, yet devilish looks. A façade if you say so yourself. If he were to be banished into the dark and never-ending depths of Tartarus, without doubt, you would decide to be banished with him. For Lee Donghyuck, was truly worth all that pain. You would burn in hell and be left in ashes, as long as it meant Lee Donghyuck would be the cause of that pain. Donghyuck was a blazing flame, he could burn out the world if he wanted to. He was mesmerizing, yet he brings pain and affliction. But, you as a masochist, would risk it all and burn with him. For what you felt for Lee Donghyuck was no unadorned affection, it was something far beyond what you known as love, something much stronger. And you had no way to put it into words.

"How about I treat you to some food? My little celebration of my achievement." You suggested and Hana's eyes glimmered under the bright sunlight. You laughed at her expression and the both of you walked towards her white Bentley. 

"What are you craving for?" You asked as you maneuvered Hana's car out of the school's parking lot. You decided to try driving her car since your parents were far too strict into letting you drive your own Jaguar around the city. They would always have the chauffeurs drive you around and pick you up. Thus, with the purr of Hana's car, excitement pumped through your veins. It gave you chills and you loved the feeling of it.

Both of you decided on some seafoods and had an early dinner. Afterwards, Hana decided to check out some new heels for future outfits and she also ended up purchasing a heck ton of clothes. You and Hana were a contrast of each other. She loved designer clothes and high heels. Meanwhile you found comfort in plain jeans and oversized hoodies paired with your Adidas superstars. She enjoys going out to parties and business galas while you stayed home and read books. If people were unaware of your social status, you would even be mistaken as an ordinary girl. Not the daughter and heiress of a huge medical company across the country. With your antithetical characteristics, people questioned how the both of you were even friends. Not that it mattered anyways, you had always treated Hana as a sister. You'd get into mini arguments just because of your conflicting beliefs, but at the end of the day, it was always you and her that would rattle the Earth to its core.

After spending hours in the mall, you decided to head home. You contacted the chauffeur to pick you up and Hana left as soon as your car pulled up. Bidding her farewell, you got into the car and drove back home in silence. The only sounds were your soft breathing, and other cars zooming past the road. Overall, it was a comforting silence that managed to let your mind at ease.

"How were your results?" Your father asked as soon as you stepped foot inside the house. He was sitting by the couch, one leg over the other and reading a random book which was probably from his office. Your father always seemed to be emotionless, he looked at you sternly, his eyes seeming to lack any kind of glint. He was the opposite of your mom. You mom always sported out smiles and her voice, a soothing sound. They were so unlike yet they matched each other well, just like the friendship between you and Hana.

"I was the highest scoring student out of the whole school." You muttered quietly. Just enough for your father to hear it. He stood up from his seat and engulfed you in a tight hug. You smiled and returned the favor. "You did so well sweetheart, I'm so proud of you." He says and finally let’s go of you. A big smile plastered on his face.

"Thank you, father. I worked hard for it." You said and he nodded in agreement. "I know you did sweetheart. I'm really proud of you. I'll be sure to tell your siblings and mother about it as soon as they arrive home. Now, rest up. You deserve it." He says and with that you smile and walk up to your room.

Setting your school bag and paper bags from the mall on the table, you got into the shower and took a quick bath. Afterwards, you decided to open up all the things you bought and organize it around your room. You bought a few new books to add into your collection, and also some hoodies and a pair of black sneakers. Hana was skeptical about your choice of fashion, but refused to argue with you about it, knowing that you were comfortable with it.

A new notification popped in your phone and you tapped the screen lightly to read it.

"Hey darling. Congratulations on becoming number 1. I'm so proud of you. Up for lunch tomorrow?" It was a message from Donghyuck. You smiled and typed in an answer.

"Hi. Thanks! I really thought you would kill me earlier HAHAHA. Sure, I'm always up for food."

A laugh emitted from Donghyuck when he read your message. He was genuinely proud of you. Seeing you smile in the hall when Hana engulfed you and saying you were number 1, truly was a beautiful sight. It made him sigh in content.

In Donghyuck's eyes, you were exceptionally beautiful. Like an angel that fell from the sky. The way you smiled and how your eyes glittered upon realizing the situation, Donghyuck decided you were and always will be a sight to see. You were perfectly molded, shaped into a masterpiece. You were far prettier than a garden of red roses. Your voice, it was soft, soothing and mellow, it was a mellifluous sound in Donghyuck's ears, and he absolutely loved listening to it. He was unsure as to why you made him feel this way. He was never fond of the effects that you had om him. The ability to make his heart swell when you'd pout or smiled and how putty he becomes when you talk to him. Donghyuck didn't know much about love, but if it meant imaging a future with you, being able to hold your hands and crash his lips against yours, then surely that is what he felt for you. Or probably, far more intense than just love.

"AHAHAHA as much as I was disappointed at myself, I could never bring myself to hurt you darling. Take note of that." Unconsciously, you smiled at his message. You didn't know why Donghyuck had this effect on you. But then again, you never really questioned it. Because, whatever it may be, you liked it, and you liked the fact that Donghyuck is the reason behind those tingles that you feel. Sometimes, the huge rivalry between your companies tended to slip from your mind. Making you cling onto that blurred dreams of having a future with Lee Donghyuck, savoring that sweet despair that would bound to happen if you ever did get consumed by your fantasies.

"Alright then. I guess I'll see you tomorrow? Goodnight Donghyuck." You answered and placed your phone on your bedside table. You hugged the covers tighter on your body and deciding to finally doze off into a comfortable slumber.

"Goodnight darling." The boy sighs with pleasure as he sends the text message. A smile rests on his lips as he wanders to the thought of you. Your genuine smile setting his heart ablaze and boiling his blood, in a good way. It was the prettiest thing he's ever seen. The way you looked, seemed as if you held all the planets in your hands, and he wished he could've stared at you for a much longer period of time. You were Donghyuck's angel in this wicked and damned world. He wishes for you to hold his hand when times get rough. For you to ruffle his hair as he nestled his head on the part where your neck and shoulders meet. He simply wishes for you to be with him always, which is why he intends to pursue you before it was too late.

___

A smile crept up your lips as you twirled once more to appreciate your outfit for your little meet up with Lee Donghyuck. A plain oversized black tshirt, tucked into your tattered high-waist jeans and paired with your white adidas. Grabbing your black mini backpack, you placed your phone, a liptint and wallet into it, finally walking out the room. Overall, you looked like an average teenage girl, no family reputation, no huge responsibilities.

You got into the car and the chauffeur drove you off to Heio's, where Donghyuck said he would be waiting. As soon as you entered the café, you spotted Donghyuck in a booth by the window. He was wearing a grey oversized hoodie, tucked into his black ripped jeans and he sported a pair of black combat boots. He looked so beautiful.

"Hey darling." He stood up and greeted you as soon as you arrived in front of the table. He steals a kiss on your cheeks and he allows you to take your seat before he walks over to take his. There was a cookie dough milkshake on the table and a plate of macaroons. "I already ordered if that's fine with you." He says and you smiled at him. Both of you started talking about random things and laughed with each other. Completely forgetting about the people around you.

Being with Donghyuck was like gambling on lotteries and casinos. You could never predict nor be sure of the outcomes that await you, but as long as you enjoyed the moment, that was all that mattered. For being with Donghyuck was dangerous, consider yourself a pessimistic for saying that, but there was no denying it. It has always been engraved in your mind, that you and Donghyuck, an impossible mach. Neither of you were sure of the consequences that come with it, but you knew that you liked each other. And risking everything for this so-called love, would definitely be worth it, just to end up with each other.

"Are you in the mood to visit Lotte World darling? I mean you've probably been there before but-" You cut him off with a peck on his cheeks and pulled him out the café. "Stop mumbling and let's go." He smiled and placed his hand on the small of your back, guiding you towards his grey Porsche. He opened the door to your seat, and jogged over to his. Donghyuck was unequivocally, an ideal boyfriend type.

After purchasing your tickets and parking Donghyuck's car, the both of you walked into the indoor theme park. "I've actually never been to Lotte World." You admitted as your eyes wandered around the huge place, numerous attractions catching your attention. Donghyuck grabs your hand in his, and intertwines your fingers and he leads you further inside.

"Really? I've been here numerous times because of Jisung always wanting to go on the Swing Tree." He says and you tugged on his arm, "Swing Tree? Can we try it out?" You asked and Donghyuck sighs, nodding and taking to where the Swing Tree was. It was a pretty tall tree, roughly around 4 meters with some seats attached to it. It spins at about a high speed of 50km/h, and you were excited to try it.

There wasn't that much people around so you were able to try the attraction, without having to queue up for a long period of time. Taking a seat behind Donghyuck, the personnel in-charge, buckled your seatbelts, and in less than 2 minutes, you were spinning at such a high pace, it was as if you were ready to be sent flying into the sky.

After hours of roaming around the amusement park, Donghyuck decided to get some food and head to the mall for some shopping. He also needed to purchase a few things for the graduation. Whilst in the car, Donghyuck grabbed your hand and intertwined it with his. He brought it up his lips and placed a chaste kiss on the back of your hand. This action made your mind fuzzy and body hot. You were fully aware of Donghyuck's effect on you. But never once, has it crossed your mind that it could go to such high extents. To the point that you were unable to think and everything was just about him and his ravishing looks. His lips were soft on your skin, it left a heated spot on your skin, as if you were kissed by the flames of Ares' wrath. Donghyuck would be the death of you, that you were sure of.

"Darling." He calls out to you in such an angelic voice. It sounded like glass, handling it delicately. The way his little nickname for you rolled out his tongue, was mellifluous. Just like flowers and sweets, it causes a smile to creep up your lips unconsciously. You hummed as he fiddled with your fingers that were intertwined with his.

"Would you say the words I love you too if I told you that I loved you?" He asked, his gaze still focusing on the road. His question caught you off guard. You loved Donghyuck, you really did. You were simply afraid, agitated that he might hurt you. It always lingered in your mind that Donghyuck was a rival. Although you never really cared about the company feuds, and you were genuine about your feelings for Donghyuck, what if he doesn't feel the same way? What if he was simply using you? What if he acts as if he loves you, but the next day, leaves you for his family's gain? You were perturbed about those thoughts.

"Donghyuck-" Unable to finish your sentence, Donghyuck grips your hand and pulls up into one of the mall's empty parking space. "Darling, don't. Not yet. I can't bear to hear your rejection just yet. Let's just go." He says, and unbuckle his seatbelt to get out of the car. You could feel the pain and disappointment in his voice. But why? You were sure Donghyuck did not love you that hard, but why is there a presence of hurt?

You shook the thoughts out of your mind and simply decided to walk with Donghyuck into the mall. He grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers with his once more as he dragged you into Cipele. The certain shop sells some of the most expensive and high-end brands of shoes. Knowing Donghyuck, he probably doesn't wear a simple Adidas, or Vans, he owns numerous pairs of Christian Louboutin shoes. His father even urges him to purchase a few from a much more designer brand, but he feels comfortable with what he owns, therefore he had a whole shelf of Christian Louboutins.

"Good afternoon Mr. Lee, how can I help you today?" A sales clerk pops up beside you as Donghyuck smiled and greeted her. "Hello Min Ji, I'm looking for a pair of black dress shoes for our graduation."

The sales clerk looked like she was around your age. She had long blonde hair with soft streaks of pink at the end and her softly tanned skin gave her an alluring glow. She was beautiful, her lips small and puckered with her simple lip gloss and a light coat of BB Cream and powder. She had a simple makeup look but she seemed naturally good looking.

"Ah yes. A delivery of stocks arrived so we have a few pairs that you might like. This way." She said and Donghyuck follows behind her. His fingers still interlocked with yours as he softly tugs you along. His eyes wandered around the shelves in search for something he might like. Christian Louboutin was well known for making red soled shoes for both men and women. As mentioned, Donghyuck admires the brand and owns a lot of pairs from the particular brand. Even his school shoes are Christian Louboutin.

"Do you think this looks good on me darling?" He asks as he takes a seat and tries one of it on. You looked at him from head to toe, and vice versa, nodding in approval. "You look good in anything Donghyuck." You mumbled and he chuckles. He heard it. "Darling. Please, don't give me false hopes." He says and takes the shoe off. "Can I try on the Greggo Flat?" Donghyuck asked and Min Ji nodded. He turns towards you and smiles.

He looked even brighter when he smiled. It was something you saw often, for Donghyuck is a very jolly and frolicsome person. Every time you saw him in the hallways with his friends, they always seemed to roister around and that alone, was a spiffing view. Donghyuck was exquisite, his pearly whites could blind you if you stared at him for too long. He was the reason of your heart drumming against your chest, and your stomach churning from excitement. He was your little drug, there was no denying that you were addicted.

"Here you are." Min Ji comes back to place another shoe on the floor. Donghyuck tries it on once again and seeks your approval. Lifting a thumbs up, Donghyuck beams and nods at Min Ji. "I'll take the Mika Sky Flat, and the Greggo Flat." Min Ji bows quickly and proceeds to packing the shoes and settling them on the register table.

"Hey darling, try these on." Donghyuck said as he handed you a pair of white sneakers. You looked at him in confusion, and he pushes you towards an empty seat. "Just try it please." He pleads and you sigh. Untying the shoe laces of your Adidas, you slipped it off and slipped on the one that Donghyuck gave you. "It's a little too tight." You said and slipped it off immediately. Donghyuck calls for Min Ji to get a pair in a size bigger, and lets you try it on once more.

"How does it feel darling?" He asked and you smiled. "It's really comfortable. I like it." You said truthfully, slipping it off and putting on your Adidas ones. "Pack this for me please." He says and passes the shoes to Min Ji. "Donghyuck, no. I'll pay for that." You said and Donghyuck shook his head.  Both of you argued for a solid 5 minutes before you gave up and Donghyuck placed a soft kiss on your forehead. He walked over to another aisle and came back with another pair of white sneakers. Taking a seat beside you, he tries it on for himself. "Does it look good darling?" He asked once more and you nodded. "It looks good on you, especially if you pair with a fashion casual attire." He smiled and once again, asked Min Ji to pack it up.

Probably satisfied with his shopping, Donghyuck walks over to the counter with one hand behind your back and the other holding on to his wallet. "Mr. Lee, your total comes to 3,900,000 won." Donghyuck hands over his card and pulls you closer to him. In your families, purchases like these, were normal. When everything is handed to you in a silver platter, it's as if everything was possible. But no, it isn't. Not all. Because in the end, money can never buy love, happiness and freedom. And that's why you never enjoyed living the privileged life.

Both of you walked out the store and continued roaming around. After a while, Donghyuck brought you to a restaurant and you had dinner. It was late when he decided to take you home. The car was filled with a comforting silence. Donghyuck's fingers intertwined with yours as he kept the other glued on the wheel. The day passed by pretty quickly. Every time you were with Lee Donghyuck, it's as if the time passes by like a breeze. And soon enough, you were back home, snuggled under your blanket with a soft smile on your lips.

"Goodnight darling. I had fun, and I hope you did too. Sleep tight."

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You woke up to the sound of murmurs around the mansion and the booming voice of your father. Groaning, you got up from your bed and headed into the bathroom to brush your teeth and cleanse your face. After 30 minutes or so, you descended from the staircase in your Rosamosario robe and foam slippers.

"Congratulations on your engagement Miss Y/N." Haeun, one of your house keeper says as she bows curtly in front of you. Engagement? You were not informed about any engagements. "Engagement?" You asked and she nods firmly. "I suggest you speak with your father. He is having his breakfast in the dining room." She says and you hurriedly walked towards the said room.

Your father sat comfortably in his usual spot, the head of the table. He had his face buried in his newspaper, while his other hand held a cup of green tea. "Y/N." He calls out and settles the paper down. "Father, what is this engagement all about?" You asked.

"Dear, as you already know. I intend for you to take over my place as soon as possible. Since you are graduating next month, I have decided for you to be married 7 months after your graduation. By that time, you will already be 20. Therefore, I have already announced your engagement. Hwang Hyunjin of the Hwang Corporation. As you know, they own 62% of the hospitals throughout the country, which will be a major boost in our business. It's a good unification." He says, not even allowing you to speak your mind about the situation.

"Father. I don't intend to be tied down so soon. Please." You answered and he slams his palms on the table, emitting a loud booming sound that echoes throughout the room. Your father was never one of the patient ones. Neither does he like it when someone opposes him. "Y/N. Whatever I say goes, and you have no choice but to oblige." He says.

Your blood boiled with whatever he said. Sure, you expected this to happen, you were aware of the possibilities of an arranged marriage, for it was ineluctable. But never would you expect it to happen so soon. You were too young to be unified. Let alone be married to someone, you were not even comfortable with, or knew a lot about.

Hwang Hyunjin. He was ethereal. As if ripped from the cosmos and used as a figure to mock unembellished mortals. Aside from Donghyuck's group of friends that caught the attention of the students in campus, there was another. They called themselves Stray Kids. They too had the looks of a god, the figures of well molded objects and the seductive charms of Zeus himself. Hwang Hyunjin was a part of this so-called group. He was divine. His tall, slender figure that towers over the other students, his eyes that turn into slits when he smiles, his pouty lips and his adorable little mole. He was easily good looking. Aside that he was an amazing dancer with such powerful charisma, people tend to drool when they watch him perform on stage. Truthfully, Hwang Hyunjin could be anyone's prince charming. His whole guise screams a character torn from the pages of a fairytale.

Even so, you did not look at him any other way, than simply, an acquaintance. You talked from time to time, but you couldn't really label each other as friends. Unlike Lee Donghyuck, Hyunjin was simply unorthodox. He does not give off that comforting and welcoming vibe like Donghyuck and the Dreamies. Not to be misunderstood, Hyunjin was nice. In fact, he was an angel. He offered you banana milk every time he sees you by the waiting shed, alone and vulnerable. He would sit and wait with you for your chauffeur to pick you up, before he would take his cue to leave. Yet, once again, he was not Lee Donghyuck.

Hwang Hyunjin was and never will be the man to make your heart swell. He could never be the one to make your heart race like how Donghyuck does. He could never make you blush with some silly nickname that has no meaning. He could never burn your lips the way Donghyuck does when he brushes his lips against yours in the most dulcet way. Hwang Hyunjin could never give you that felicity, the way Donghyuck does.

And so, you lay in bed, tears welling to the brim of your eyes as you cast out the agonizing articles that circulated through the internet about your engagement with Hwang Hyunjin. It was bound to happen, you expected it. But why did it hurt this way. Why does each tear that slipped from your eye feel like needles pricking your soft skin? It burned though its tracks and caused your head to pound. Being engaged to Hyunjin is not so bad. He was compassionate, and fun. But why does it hurt thinking about being unified to him?

Could it be that there was someone else in the deepest part of your mind that you wished were the one instead. Probably.

Your phone vibrated from the bedside table. Skeptical about reading the notification, you grabbed the gadget and slowly lifted it up in front of you.

"I really hoped the rejection would come later. But I guess you were too eager to get rid of me huh darling? I wished you could've told me in person though. It's painful to see your face in the media with the caption of engagement, and that man you were getting engaged  with was not me. Congratulations darling. Be happy and I hope he treats you well."

Donghyuck, I'm sorry.  

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It's been weeks since the announcement and Donghyuck's message for you. You left him on read for it was painful enough to read. And neither of you were ready to have a deep talk about the announcement. You were too hurt to discuss further about the topic and Donghyuck on the other hand was not in the stable emotional state to talk to you. He was disappointed and deeply afflicted to the point where his friends had to come over to his house and drag him out of bed just to get ready for school. They had a hard time doing so for Donghyuck didn't like the idea of seeing you around in campus while the news kept on coming about your engagement with Hwang Hyunjin.

Everyone in school was shocked about the news, as it was so sudden and rushed. They started interrogating you and due to the suffocating crowd, Hyunjin had to save your vulnerable self from the crowd. It was the first time he actually interacted with you since that announcement. He pulled you towards the cafeteria to have a proper conversation. Unaware of the deadly glares that burned your backs from a certain Lee Donghyuck. He decided to leave school early, since everyone was simply preparing for the graduation, there was no major reason to actually show up, unless you were a part of the organizing committee. His friends tried to stop him, but there's no containing a heart that has been shattered.

"Hey. Are you busy? If not, how would you like a little coffee date?" It was Hyunjin. You smiled bitterly at your screen and sighed. Typing a reply, you got changed into a pair of light washed jeans and an oversized hoodie. Walking over to your shoe rack, your eyes landed on the Christian Louboutin Vieira that Donghyuck bought you weeks ago. It was still new and unused. You decided to only use it when you were with him or alone. The pair meant a lot to you, so you tried your best to keep it untouched. Grabbing the worn out pair of Adidas from the top rack, you slipped it on and walked out of the room.

At the end of the marble staircase was your mother, she had her usual soft look with her matching heartwarming smile. "I'm off to hang out with Hyunjin. I'll be back before dinner." You said as you placed a soft kiss on her cheek. She nods and you leave the house to drive off to Heio's.

Upon arriving, you immediately spotted Hwang Hyunjin. He was wearing a sleeveless white shirt tucked into his black jeans and finishing off with a pair of black sneakers. You walked over to the booth and took a seat in front of you. "What would you like?" He asked as he tapped his card on the table, awaiting your answer.

"Can I get a strawberry milkshake and a slice of the vanilla cake?" You asked and he nodded. He then stood up to head to the counter to place your orders. A few minutes later, he came back with a tray full of food and beverages. "Here's your milkshake and cake." He says and places it in front of you. Smiling, you thanked him as he took his seat opposite you.

"Based on my knowledge, you and Donghyuck hang out here a lot?" You bit back a choke from your throat as you tried desperately to swallow the piece of cake. "Why? Are you my stalker?" You countered and Hyunjin laughed. His voice was pure, with a mixture of a slight hint of depth. He had a genuine laugh, one that could comfort you in chilly nights. But not enough to drown you in your thoughts. "Bold of you to assume I stalk you. I simply come across the both of you when the car passes by on the way back home." He says and you nodded.

"Would you be honest with me Y/N?" Hyunjin says as he sits up straight. You shrugged and continued to sip your milkshake, encouraging him to shoot his question. "Is there something between you and Lee Donghyuck?" He asks and your lips left the straw as if it was burning in flames.

"What makes you conclude that?" You asked and he sneered. "Hey, I asked you first." Rolling your eyes, you leaned on the soft cushion of the booth and crossed your arms over your chest. "Nothing. I like him. That's all. It's one sided." You answered and Hyunjin raised his brow. It was the truth. Whatever you had with Donghyuck, it was and always will be one sided. For you know Donghyuck would never be able to reciprocate that feeling of affection. Sure, he showers you with all these sweet actions, like dates, the confession and the kiss. But it didn't mean that much to him, for Donghyuck was a heartbreaker. He may not think about it, nor it'd be his intention to do so, but you were not stupid enough to believe in his little cantrips. You had no plans in getting hurt, nor getting humiliated, so as hard as it may be, you'd have to let go of the petty feelings and fantasies you had of Lee Donghyuck. For Lee Donghyuck, was, and never will be yours.

"I sincerely doubt that." You puckered your lips and stared at Hyunjin. Indeed, he was ravishing, his cat like eyes, pointed nose, defined jawline and his soft hair that scattered all over his face. Hwang Hyunjin was undoubtedly beautiful, as if a majestic creature that set foot on the Earth. He was a dream come true, consider yourself lucky if he noticed you, for Hyunjin was the realization that perfection did exist. However, you did not seek perfection. You seek a man who spends his money recklessly on shoes and long-sleeved polos. A man who burns your skin with his soft ones. A man who sucks in all your thoughts, thus causing you to lose coherent thoughts when he held your hand and kissed you. And that man was none other than the devil, Lee Donghyuck.

"Listen here sweetheart. As much as I'd love to wake up next to you and have breakfast with you, and do all those married couple things, I never want to be a reason for two lovers to break apart. I know for a fact that Donghyuck loves you, more than you probably know. And I would be genuinely contented, with the thought, that you and Donghyuck could have your happily ever after." Hyunjin says, reaching over the table to grab your hand and placing his over yours, grazing it softly.

"Hyunjin, you know that would never happen. Our families have a long history with each other, and it's not a good one." You said and Hyunjin nods, "Yes, sweetheart I know. But what if both of you are the key to ending that rivalry. Your father can't do anything about it, if you marry Donghyuck, you'd still be the heir to your company. There is no one else that he could pass it to." He was right. You were the last of your entire family line that could inherit the position, so despite your father's decisions, if something were to happen, he has no choice but to pass it on to you.

"Hyunjin-" He smiles and let’s go of your hand, stopping your sentence. "Go sweetheart. Find him and please, confess to him how you truly feel." He says, and with that both of you stood up. He embraced you in a tight hug and you've never felt this grateful before. Hyunjin truly was an angel in disguise.

You ran out of the café and got into your Loire Blue 2020 Jaguar F-Type, driving out into the main road. Grabbing your phone from the cupholder, you dialed Donghyuck's number while keeping a steady eye on the road.

"I'm sorry the number you have dialed is out of reach. Please try again later." Damn it Donghyuck.

You decided to call one of his friends, Jeno's contact popping out of the screen first. "Hello? Y/N?" His voice was soft and confused from the other line. "Hey Jeno, do you have any idea where Donghyuck is?" You asked hopefully and it sounded as if he choked on his own saliva. "Y/N, we haven't been able to contact him for weeks. He refused to answer our calls and messages since the day we went back to school after the announcement. He left school early that day and we haven't been able to find him. His family is worried sick." He says carefully, afraid of possibly making you worry. But it was too late, you already were. "Can you text me a few locations where he could possibly be?" You asked and Jeno agreed. Ending the call, you received a text message from Jeno with 3 locations. 

Heio's, Mark Lee's apartment, Football field. Since you just came from Heio's, it was definitely off the list. Jeno said that Donghyuck and Mark are childhood friends and since Mark graduated, he doesn't have much time to hang out with the Dreamies, but Donghyuck stays at his apartment from time to time. You typed in the address to Mark's apartment, which the information was generously disclosed to you by Lee Jeno. As soon as the navigator located it, you stepped harder on the gas pedal and the car bolted through the road. You weren't a bad driver, in fact you were actually one of the best, your parents simply don't like the idea of their little princess zipping across Seoul in a blue Jaguar.

As soon as you arrived, you took the elevator up to the 7th floor, where Mark's apartment was. 716, it was Mark's door. You rang the doorbell and after a while, the door opened, and Mark stood at the opposite side. His jet-black hair covered all over the place and his round glasses slipping off his nose. "Oh, Y/N?" He said and opened the door wider, allowing you to enter. Mark's apartment was cozy, it had a simple white and beige aesthetic, and it was spacious enough for at least 3 people. "If I may ask, what brings you to my apartment?" He asked, as the both of you sat on his leather couch. He handed you a warm cup of water and you accepted it.

"Jeno told me Donghyuck might be here. They've been looking for him for a few weeks. He also told me that they couldn't update you since you were pretty busy with your work so they decided to simply keep it from you. I hope you understand." You said and Mark nodded. His fingers tapping on his lips. Mark Lee was your senior last year. He was older than the 5 of you, followed by Chenle who is currently 19, and Jisung who is 18. The 7 of them were really close, and it was as if Mark was the leader of the pack. He was smart, talented and also good looking. After the graduation, his parents released the statement that he would take over their company which had 2 bases, one in Korea and the other in Canada. Mark has been preoccupied for the past year, preparing for his travel to Canada in order to check up on how the business is there.

"I haven't talked to Donghyuck and the others for a few months now. Like they said, I've been quite busy so I didn't have much time to interact with them. Also, why are you out here searching for him? Have you suddenly become close friends?" Mark knew about the rivalry between the companies, but he never knew about your relationship with Donghyuck. He always considered both of you as acquaintances, but Donghyuck had only mentioned about you and his affection for you this year. So, no, Mark Lee does not know.

"You could say that. But anyways, I've got to look for him. Would you mind if I made my way out?" You asked and Mark stood up with you, shaking his head. "No no, it's totally fine. Update me when you've found him please. Good luck." He says and you exit the apartment.

By the time you got out of the elevator, the sky was dark and the rained poured heavily onto the streets. Pulling your hood over your head, you ran to your car and got in as quick as possible. It was already 20 minutes till 7 and you had one last place to check. You were skeptical about the place but knowing Donghyuck, he spent a lot of time by the empty football field in the school campus. Sighing, you turned on the car and drove off towards the school.

Since it was a Friday night, the school might still be open at this hour since the teachers don't really leave until around 8 or 9 pm. Pulling into the parking lot, you ran towards the field. Despite the heavy rain that drenched your whole body, you tried desperately to search for Donghyuck. There was a figure in the distance, he was standing there, a ball between his legs and he simply stared at it. His hands were shoved into his pocket. You continued to walk towards it and as you got closer, you realized who it was. It was him. Lee Donghyuck.

"Donghyuck." You whispered softly and he turns to look at you. He looked so sick. His lips were pale, his eyes had bags under them and his beautiful smile, it was no longer there. He too, was drenched from head to toe. "Darling." You teared up with the mere mention of his nickname for you. He smiled and pulled you into his embrace. It was welcoming and comforting, it somehow made you feel warmer and fuzzy. Donghyuck always felt like home, he was that someone you craved to hold on to during scary nights when lightning lit up the skies followed by the ear-piercing roar of thunder. He was your escape from this harsh world, for Donghyuck had always felt so right.

"Darling, please just stay with me. I can't live a life wherein you're married to some other man. I know how you feel about me darling. I know you feel the same way. Please stop denying it." He whispers. His chin was on top of your head, your heart churned at the sound of his voice. He was in agony, and you knew that. His voice, it sounded like that of a broken plea, it sounded so hoarse and it pained you to see him in this state. This was not the Lee Donghyuck that took you on dates, he was not the ebullient and stentorian Lee Donghyuck that walked by the school hallways. He was the damaged, afflicted Lee Donghyuck that you created. You were the reason why Donghyuck skipped school and refused to talk with his friends. You were the cause as to why the sunshine aura that he once possessed, dimmed and finally burned away. You were to blame for Donghyuck's current state.

"Donghyuck. I'm so sorry." You started. Pulling away from him, your small hands cupped his face and you stared at him deeply. He was burdened, in a maze of misery, wandering around to search for salvation wherein only you could be. He skipped meals, lacked sleep and was almost never home due to the torment that he brought upon himself. He blamed himself for being too late to claim your hand. It was because he was petrified of the rejection that might occur, as to why he never got to fully express himself to you. For Lee Donghyuck loved you very much, yet he was agitated to manifest how he truly felt for you, thus causing you to slip away from his grasp.

"Donghyuck, I'm here. I will stay with you. I will fight for you Donghyuck, for I love you too much to let go of. I will talk to my father, it's you who I desire Lee Donghyuck." And with that, Donghyuck smiled. He pulls you back into his embrace, his arms trapping your smaller frame in his, afraid of letting go, afraid that you might slip away once more. He cups your cheeks in his hand and presses his lips against yours. Tiptoeing, your arms hung loosely on Donghyuck's neck as you shared a deep and passionate kiss with the one who you truly longed for. After a while, he pulled away and presses your foreheads together.

"Darling, I love you." He whispers and crashes his lips on to yours, once more.

Kissing Donghyuck is like exploding fireworks in the sky. He just felt so right. The way both your lips moved in perfect harmony and how his fingers gripped on your waist tightly, it was like you were floating in heaven. Donghyuck had and always will have this effect on you, and only him. Only Lee Donghyuck could bring you this high, only he could render your mind useless, and only he could leave you breathless. For Lee Donghyuck was the only one who could make you feel this way. Lee Donghyuck was a mix of euphoria and affliction. Yet, you would willingly burn with him in flames, for you lived and breathed for Lee Donghyuck, and with that, he could do anything he wanted to you. He could love you until his last breath, or he could hurt you until you'd wither away. Lee Donghyuck was your first and last love. You'd fight the world, in order to be with your illicit desire, to be with Lee Donghyuck.

-The End-

[eternaljouska]

Redamancy, Chapter 1 - Lee Jihoon

Pairing: Husband!JihoonxReader

Genre: Angst, the tiniest amount of Fluff (later? maybe?)

Chapter: ONE | two | three | four | five | six | seven | eight | nine | end | epilogue |

Word Count: 2.2k

Note: This is my first fic on tumblr as an attempt to be a more active user (I usually just read and send anonymous rant on how i love other people’s writings, hehe) I am not a medical student, but I did some tiny research, so… Alright, hope you enjoy.

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“Hello, what is it?” Jihoon snaps into his phone. He was jotting down possible lyrics to the very lacking melody he created yesterday when his phone rang for the third time. He grabbed his phone aggressively and sighed. It was Y/n, his wife of eight years. Last night scene was replaying in his mind, getting him more agitated by the second as the continuous ringing robbed him of his ideas.

“Hey, I was wondering. Could you pick up Jaemin and Jimin from school?” Hearing your timid voice, he sighs once again, trying to control his irritation.

“Y/n. I am at work now.”

“I know. But since you use my car, I can’t go. School’s over in twenty-five.”

“Shit,” He mutters under his breath. You are right. His car broke down since a couple of days ago, and it seems to rather enjoy its stay at the repair shop. And you have let him used yours since the only places you frequent are the school and the grocery shop.

He sighs, again.

When he borrowed the car last weekends, it hadn’t occurred to him that he would need to send or pick his kids up from school. He realized it only this morning. This morning he went to work later than intended since he had to do the former task. But it’s not much of a problem because the school is in the same direction as the company’s building. And the boys were beyond delighted. As wonderful it feels to see their gleaming faces when they see him, he can’t go.

He really can’t leave his job; he needs at least five demos by the weekend. It’s been a week since he’s given the task, but so far he has two. And his mind definitely won’t cooperate after your fight last night. It is stuck repeating your arguments instead of generating beautiful lyrics as it usually does. He didn’t even remember what the fight was about. Maybe it was him staying up late in the studio for days. Or maybe it was him apparently neglecting his family’s needs, which he thought as ridiculous. It doesn’t matter. He is always at the wrong, and that is why he was mad out of his mind.

He is still mad out of his mind.

That is why throughout this conversation you keep your voice small. You are afraid to tick him off. You are afraid he would choose not to go home, again, letting out his frustration towards working and staying up all night in his studio.  That is why, when he didn’t say anything after his expletive, you offer, “If- if you’re busy, I think I can take the cab. That would be okay, I guess. Sorry to interrupt.” And with that, you end the call.

You take a long breath as you look at the watch on your wrist. After you dialed for a cab, you call your youngest son’s teacher to inform her that you’re probably going to be late. It would take you ten to fifteen minutes if you drive yourself, but just in case the cab is taking too long, you told Jimin’s teacher anyway.

Jaemin is seven years old, and Jimin is five. Both of them were newly admitted to their respective school this year. The kindergarten and the elementary school are from the same institution, therefore, they’re located next to each other. You were worried because they would have a different schedule, but you’ve managed pretty well. Usually, you will be at school at least ten minutes before the kindergarten’s bell rings, and you and Jimin will wait for Jaemin together.

Through the call, you told Jimin’s teacher, Mrs. Seo, who was also Jaemin’s teacher when he was in kindergarten, to accompany Jimin until you arrive. She agrees, and she even volunteers to tell Jaemin’s homeroom teacher that Jaemin can wait for you in the kindergarten with her and his brother, that way he won’t be confused as to why he can’t find you waiting in the parking lot.

The cab is quick to arrive at your house, almost but not quite five minutes. And the traffic is also good since it’s not lunch time yet. One or two cars drive above the speed limit, but you pay no heed to that, rather conversing about your sons with the driver. That’s it until a loud honk suddenly cut into your storytelling. It is followed with a screech, a crash, an excruciating scratch of iron and asphalt, two other or three thumps, and then silence.

Jihoon has his head on his palms, his headphone hanging around his neck. He is frustrated because he couldn’t get anything done for almost two hours. He is so ready to throw everything that is on his desk right now but decides to go take something out of the vending machine. He’s about to open the door when it is burst open, revealing the red face of one of his members, Seungkwan.

“Hyung! Why don’t you pick up your phone?” He half yells, his head fuming.

“It’s on silence. What’s so important?”

“The school tried to call you, but there’s no response. So they called me. They were asking about Y/n. They said Y/n told Mrs. Seo that she’s gonna be late but they’ve been waiting for like an hour, she didn’t show up.”

Seungkwan’s daughter, Sunye, is a year older than Jimin, she is in the same kindergarten as him. Knowing that Seungkwan is related to both of you, Mrs. Seo probably checked in with Sunye’s teacher and told her about the waiting situation that occurred.

“Shit! I shouldn’t have put my phone on silence. Sorry. She told me she was gonna take a cab to pick them up. Where are they now?” Jihoon says, walking back to look for his phone under all the scattered papers on his desk.

“It’s okay. They’re at my house. Did you get a message from Y/n?”

Jihoon frowns when he sees his notifications. “No, but I had a few missed calls from an unknown number.”

“Maybe that’s the cab. Maybe the car broke down or something.”

“Shh, I’m calling them.”

The person picks up on the second ring and with a relieved sigh, “Thank goodness, Mr. Lee, we’ve been trying to reach you. You’re the only emergency contact of Mrs. Lee.”

“Wha- Emergency contact, what?”

The lines between Jihoon’s eyebrows are getting deeper while Seungkwan grows one of his own, looking and mouthing his curiosity of what’s happening to the older man.

Jihoon holds his forefinger out to Seungkwan and asks to his phone, “Who is this?”

“This is Seoul National University Hospital. Your wife has been admitted to the ER about an hour ago due to a car accident.”

As soon as Jihoon heard the word accident, he immediately hangs up the phone. He doesn’t need to hear more. The gears in his head are not moving quickly enough for him to remember where he has placed his car key. “Key, key, key, where the fuck is my car key?! Fuck!”

Jihoon finally goes with his initial plan of throwing away everything that is on his desk while Seungkwan is just standing in the doorway, utterly bewildered. “Hyung, what happened?”

He ignores the other man and when at last he found what he’s searching for, he shouts, “Move. I said move!” He shoves Seungkwan out of his way and runs to the garage, the younger one following close behind, starting to understand the urgency.

“Hyung, did something happen to her? Hyung, where are you going?”

“The fuck, Seungkwan. Can you fucking shut up for once?” Jihoon replies once both of them are inside the elevator. He punches the button like a mad man while muttering a few more expletives.

“You can’t drive in this state. Give me your key.” Seungkwan says, extending his hand, palm up. He knows there is no controlling Jihoon, yet he tries to sound strict and not to cower in fear because of his bandmate’s lash out.

“The fuck? She’s in the ER, do you hear me? Fuck! Why is this elevator so fucking slow?!” He punches the elevator door a few times until it dings and shows the basement of the building.

“Hyung! Give me the key! I’ll drive.”

Seungkwan kept on thanking the God above until he arrived at the hospital for the traffic was not too bad, lest his ears would’ve been burned from the ever-flowing river of curses that is Jihoon’s mouth. They are stuck in another slow elevator, with Jihoon pounding on its door, again. Seungkwan has a hard time staying calm. He is worried beyond anything. He is worried about you, his best friend. And he is worried about Jihoon. He never saw him like this, ever. And he is scared, not for himself, but for Jihoon.

When the elevator finally lets them out, Jihoon runs to the receptionist’s desk, Seungkwan catching up behind him. Jihoon starts talking a million words an hour, and the receptionist, the person who was on the call with him, only says that you’re still in the ER with the doctor’s team. He walks towards the ER with ragged breath while Seungkwan stays behind to ask a few more questions. He found out that the other man was dead on the way to the ER, and the cab driver suffers from a few major and some minor injuries; he didn’t get everything she said but she mentioned about partial airbags malfunctioning or something. The receptionist told him about the police, too. They might want to speak with Jihoon. But as he tears himself away from the receptionist’s desk to follow where Jihoon went, he knows that there’s no way that will happen any time soon.

“Hyung,” He calls for Jihoon ever so softly. The older man is slumped down near the ER doors, his whole body visibly trembling and his teeth chattering as if he is cold to the bone.

He sobs, “It’s my fault. I- I was too caught up. I- She- Seungkwan, she-“

By the time he heard Jihoon said his name, Seungkwan’s already crouching by his side, holding him by the shoulders. “Shh, no, it’s not your fault. Shh.”

“But it is!” He shouts, earning a few glances from the people nearby. “It is my fault! I fucking used her car, but I made her pick up the kids anyway. I was selfish. I was petty. I was fucking useless!” His eyes are bloodshot, and it costs Seungkwan everything to hold Jihoon still in his arms.

“Hyung! Calm down.”

“How can I fucking calm down, Seungkwan? Tell me how, when the doctor- no, the doctor’s team was still in there even after an hour of being admitted. Tell me how, when the last thing I did to her was curse! I cursed! You know the last thing I said on our phone call just a few hours ago? Shit! Shit! That was it. That could be the last thing she heard from me, Seungkwan, I- I am the worst. I didn’t deserve her.”

“No, hyung-“ Seungkwan was going to rebut his friend’s words when the doors to the ER open and a doctor calls Jihoon’s name.

“Mr. Lee,” He begins, standing in front of Jihoon who tries to peek inside the room instead of making eye contact with the doctor as he rises to his feet. “We just finished with a few diagnostic tests to identify the injuries. We are going to tend to her head injury first and then her fractured left shoulder and arm.”

“How bad is the head injury? How long after the surgery would she wake up?” Seungkwan pipes in when Jihoon only stays silent for a few seconds too long.

“I am afraid to say that the head injury is rather severe. It, will take some time for her to wake up.”

“What? What do you mean some time?” Jihoon asks unbelievingly, his voice is low and chilling. Jihoon is the receding seawater before a tsunami. And Seungkwan feels the calm water washes over his back, sending shivers down his spine.

“It could be days or weeks. It could also be months. I am saying that you cannot predict a head injury.”

And the first wave strikes.

“How can you not?! It’s your job! It’s your fucking job!”

Seungkwan almost loses his grips around Jihoon, and he really doesn’t want to worsen the worse by asking, but he shoots the question nonetheless, “Are you saying that she’s in a coma?”

“I’m afraid so.”

Jihoon shrieks and launches himself at the doctor, catching the attention of the security who is talking with the receptionist. “Hyung! Calm. Down. Hyung!” Seungkwan is struggling to restrain Jihoon from attacking the doctor until the security comes to his aid.

“We’re sorry, Mr. Lee. We will try as hard as we can.” The doctor is silent for a moment before he continues, “There’s something else that I need to tell you. Due to the damage to her brain, when she wakes up, she might temporarily not remember a few things. We are very sorry, Mr. Lee.” With this, the doctor nods sympathetically and leaves.

Those words are arrows aiming at every cell of his body. And as Jihoon recalls the memory of you from last night, crying, he surrenders to gravity and along with a whimper, he collapses into the earthquake of his own making.

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Thank you for reading~

Every chapter will be around 2K (I think), so I don’t know how long this series gonna be. But, we’ll see. Teehee.

[monxcarat]

nct dream as seniors in highschool

mark

you know that overachieving friend in middle school that falls behind in high school? that’s him

you’d think he’d be pretty sad about it but no, he thinks that for once is good to be just average

he overreacts to anything, he’s always laughing and clapping his hands, but if you look into his eyes you can see how dead inside he really is

the first one to break near the exams

keeps yelling about how he’s not gonna make it when actually he’s been studying for months and got everything well revised

you get instant anxiety by osmosis if you touch him

one time dropped his coffee on the ground one week before college entrance exams and he just sat next to it laughing hysterically 

renjun

renjun outside: guess i’ll die then // renjun inside: ha i’m already dead

half of the time he’s asleep, the other no one has any idea of what he is doing

skips class by going to other classrooms and having class there instead of his own

no one ever sees him on the afternoon classes

somehow has grades high enough to pass without taking a supplementary test or whatever

the teachers don’t even know his name except for the arts teacher. he was basically adopted by them.

honestly not even his classmates are sure of his name 

no one even knew he was an artist till the art teacher themself commented something about it

would totally cry at literally anything before the entrance exams

he’d be up all night crying and revising physics

“i dont even know why i’m doing this crap, i want to do art”

“omg but i won’t ever be able to do arts i don’t study crap” [starts crying]

renjun after the exam ended: its finally over its okay im free // renjun at the same time: [freaks out and can’t stop crying]

jeno

an angel.

that one classmate that takes nice notes and sends it on the class’ group chat 

his notebook is so pretty and he even makes summaries for the upcoming exams and lets everyone take a look 

honestly the only good person in the class

looks like he has everything under control but his pretty notes are just a way to overcompensate how much he doesn’t know shit

his grades are pretty shitty but the teachers still let him pass because they know he tried

stress eats crunchy vegetables like carrots because they “calm him down”

gym is his stress reliever, except that it doesn’t work that well

the weeks before the entrance exams he was like a battery on steroids (one little noise while the teacher is explaining things can set him off)

donghyuk

has never shut his mouth once in his life

its especially evident during the debates. he loves speaking his opinion LOUD and clear

but he’s nice so you don’t really hate him

ok here we have this thing called dia d (d day), in which every month the 3rd years pick a theme and wear costumes about it during a whole day and donghyuk would TOTALLY OWN IT

no one dressed better than him. no one. his costumes are always the best.

spends the first period on the bathroom doing everyone’s make up and won’t leave till everyone looks great

the teachers already gave up on telling him to be on class on time 

he just shows up on the second period, hands full of make up and wearing a nice ass costume, and goes ‘what did i miss?’

stress eats and gets really bitchy near the exams, walks around with all the books he can get, reading and shoving useless things inside his head because!!!!! he has to be ready!!!!! stop breathing around him he’s studying!!!!!!!

jaemin

jaemin,,, he’s a mess. a complete, total mess

but everyone looks at him and thinks “mood” 

and he’s nice and all but actually befriend him? imagine the emotional toll

he would deadass call you at 4am because he has no money left and wants to buy m&m’s

goes to school wearing flip flops but is always barefoot

the teachers love him and he always talks to them during classes

brings a huge thermal bottle full of coffee every. single. day.

the only thing you ever see him eating are the sweets someone in the class sells

the type of person that, as we say here, would clap to the sun

gets money by selling crafts online

would ignore the exams until the last second because he’s not sure it matters??? i mean he wants to go to college and all that, but he’s just not sure it’s something he has to do now

chenle

never wears the uniform, shows up on the first day wearing a hoodie and sandals and no one says a thing about it

those nike sandals. you know the ones. with socks. 

doesn’t even bring a pencil to class

goes to the secretary in the middle of a class to ‘get a pencil there’ and comes back 30 minutes later

without the pencil

sits on the back during the classes he doesn’t like

talks and laughs loudly but no one calls him out

no one even knows it’s him tbh they can only see the cute and pure baby from when they first met 

sometimes goes to other year’s classes because the teachers love him and don’t mind

sits on the teachers chair while obnoxiously slurping water with a straw 

“don’t do drugs kids, do college entrance exams, that’ll fuck you up twice as much”

keeps saying that “highschool is all about the experience, making friends and memories, we’re still young, we’re allowed to make mistakes” but the only reason he’s like that is because he’s just numb. he sees a test or mock exams and just goes lol and dabs away

had too much sugar to keep him up during the college entrance exams and blacked out as soon as he got home

jisung

completely lost 24/7

“we have geography today??? what do you mean we have a test today?? didn’t we have one last week???? what do you mean the college entrance exams are tomorrow, november didn’t even start???”

that kid throwing stuff around in the back all the time

is always asking the teacher if he can leave to “drink water” even if he has a full water bottle on his dark

has no fucking clue what he’s doing with his life, or how he even got to senior year

makes the teacher repeat the question a thousand times when they call him out to answer something

his notebooks are filled with random stories he’s writing. but no school notes. never school notes.

accidentally talks back at teachers

has to cram in. every. single. time. before the final exams

has no idea how he graduated, he’s pretty sure the teachers were tired of dealing with him already

[ryujinrk]

-.✦･｡ﾟMGA season 5: episode 5, kyung’s outfit (lyrics + line distribution)            performing block b “jackpot” with @rkjaemin & @rksuwoong 

They look absolutely ridiculous in their brightly yellow outfits that makes them all look like some giant bumble bees but honestly, Ryujin does believe that if they are going to have a fair chance to win this whole thing they need to walk the extra mile that she reckon some people will skip. It should be more than enough to gain attention though, and part of her love, love, love, that they are actually about to be this extra about the whole concept. They aren’t only covering the song, they are stepping into the roles with the same enthusiasm as Block B.

Considering how the week started it’s almost unbelieveable how comfortably Ryujin sit next to her partners, SUWOONG in particular, their first impressions of each other so turbulent it even resulted in the teen experiencing her very first migraine attack that sent her to the infirmary. If it wasn’t for JAEMIN then the trio would likely have been doomed because truthfully, the dynamic between them was just that bad. They call themselves the Golden Trio and are the very last to parform today; saving the best group for last, is what she like to believe. 

There are so many strong song choices this week but for some reason, she is confident in her own group. It’s a familiar trait for her to be convinced of the fact that her stages are good but it isn’t just her this time, Ryujin has such strong faith in the Golden Trio because they have been through both good and bad together, they have bonded in a way that she think has brought the three of them closer. The performances start off strong, some certainly more interesting than others, and she looks forward to the group that she shared practice room with.

Ryujin is beyond excited when they head down to ready themselves to perform, the eyes that she has felt piercing through her the entire month suddenly don’t feel so scary anymore since the truth has finally been brought to the table. CHAERYEONG, NAKYUNG and WOOJIN step away from the stage and leave it empty, ready for the very last group to perform. She walk out with the males that she has worked with for seven days straight, a cheeky grin playing on her lips as she know that they look silly. They introduce themselves, THE GOLDEN TRIO. 

“I’m Lee Suwoong, I’m Na Jaemin, I’m Shin Ryujin - And we are the Golden Trio!”

Not necessarily because they are the best, though she believes that SUWOONG would argue that they most certainly are-- she too, honestly, but the group name means something more to complete their concept. As they shift into their positions she know that they are starting quickly, and she has to hit the beat, which has yet to be a hinder for her. They look stiff like dolls, which obviously is by purpose, their whole posture revealing what they are aiming for. Tense shoulders, bright smiles, head moving from one side to the other as Ryujin voice the first line.

0.00 저 오빠들 이상해 Those oppas are weird

She almost can’t contain herself when SUWOONG screams, that alone setting the mood for a great performance, but she remain professional and instead of laughing she grin genuinely as she move behind the elder as she and JAEMIN pose as the current backup dancers. They are swiftly and playfully shifting between who carry that particular role, depending on who’s in front doing their part. JAEMIN is the first one out with a proper verse, the two others dancing slightly differently to him before they hide behind him, only to pop out soon after to each his sides.

His rap is flawless in Ryujin’s ears and she is proud, in one way, to see him perform something like this. He’s quiet and usually keeps to himself, so that he agreed to such an energetic stage definitely took her by surprise. It’s fun though, they are having fun-- she thinks, at least. She is preparing herself for for the next part of the song, the first verse that she has been assigned. It suited her perfectly, being able to pretend for a moment that she is the famous P.O of Block B-- he’s not a dancer, they don’t have that in common, which makes it so much more fun.

Fit한 턱시도와 Brand new shoes Fit tuxedo and brand new shoes 여비서와 Well-being food Female secretary and well-being food 근사하게 외출준비, Fabulously get ready to go, 눈떠보니까 꿈이야 opened my eyes and it was a dream

난 지금 레이스중 I’m in the middle of a race 내 출세가 남에겐 Bad news My success to others is bad news

Midways into her verse the males position themselves perfectly to each her side, SUWOONG kneel in front of her to the right side while JAEMIN stand suspiciously to her left. The former is supposedly, through acting, kicked away and at the same time the latter is knocked to the very opposite side. The first part of the rap lacks dancing from her side as P.O refrain from it during the original choreography, but when she moves into the short part of dancer and rapper U-kwon she get a chance to do both herself. The song has a short pause, before the refrain.

SUWOONG comes in strong as he always does, during a part that requires a power vocal. It’s potentially risky picking a song with such power vocals but Ryujin has faith in her partners, the very least she can do is believe in them as they have practiced their asses off for seven days straight to make it through. He and JAEMIN share most of the refrain as well as the bridge, she only has one line in there but that’s okay, she is about to deliver a full verse soon after anyway. High kicks, twirls and giddy moves shift into the puppeteer dance from the intro.

While the males stood in front during that particular part Ryujin slide effortlessly in, in front of JAEMIN and lead the march of dolls until another playful fighting scene takes place to introduce her next verse. One apparent hit from one male, another from the other, twirl a few times and then JAEMIN kicks her off into the spotlight again. She absolutely loves this song, there is so much happening although there is a obvious red thread throughout the whole masterpiece. She grins broadly, the others waiting in the background for their choreo to start.

Aight- 나이를 먹어도 Even though I age 지갑은 탄력 넘치겠지 I bet my wallet will become very flexible 헛스윙 날려도 나, Though I make a bad swing, 나이스샷이라는 Caddie “nice shot” says my caddie 나를 무시했던 놈들에게 I will shake the hands of those who ignore me 복수대신 악수를 건네네 instead of getting revenge 조심해 넥타이와 손목시계는 Be careful, my necktie and wristwatch 목줄 또는 수갑으로 변해 becomes a collar and handcuffs

During the fourth line she swing her hand as if holding a baseball bat, the others pretending to watch the imaginary ball fly away. Part of her can relate to the lyrics that she’s assigned, from the very start to the end. These oppas are weird, they most certainly are. Fabulously get ready to go, opened my eyes and it was a dream, she was ready to debut but suddenly she was cancelled. I will shake the hands of those who ignore me instead of getting revenge, she is better than a certain someone who most definitely deserved revenge.

The beat shift slightly during her verse and while the origianl choreography calls for two girls, as backup dancers, and a somewhat suggestive squat, SUWOONG and JAEMIN came up with an alternative that they were both comfortable with. Ryujin follows the original choreography as the dance itself is rather basic, she’s only moving her free hand, lowering her body at one time, and then getting back up just in time for SUWOONG to lead her out of the spotlight like a cop and a criminal so that JAEMIN could step into center. They walk casually back and behind him, as to effortlessly claim the roles as backupdancers once again.

Refrain comes, refrain goes-- bridge and finally, the final act of their show. SUWOONG, along with Ryujin, pretent to fight in a silly manner. One hit, another hit, Ryujin pretends to grab onto the other’s blazer before JAEMIN breaks them apart as he then lead them into the final refrain and thus the ending part. Ryujin was looking forward to this bit the most, the entire stage has been practiced to fit perfection but this last scene was something that they came up with all by themselves. SUWOONG, in fact, but she loved the idea so she went with it. They all share a line here and a line there, performing around one another just like practiced.

And then...

When JAEMIN voice that they have hit the jackpot they begin to toss out a bit of chocolate coins to the audience, like they are sharing their wealth with everyone else. It’s hilarious that they are the final group on the stage performing, having this ending to the whole lineup-- the coins complete the act, in Ryujin’s eyes and she feel amazing as she close up the stage. Her eyes meet some random pairs in the audience, they meet the judges, and Ryujin is goofing around while having fun. 

라라라 라랄라, uh, Luxury Luxury life Lalala lalala, uh, luxury luxury life 라라라 라랄라, Get that money money Lalala lalala, get that money money get that right get that right 라라라 라랄라, Luxury Luxury life Lalala lalala, luxury luxury life Anyway we’re playing hard to get lucky Anyway we’re playing hard to get lucky

NOTE!! please pretend like ryujin is as energic, joyful, playful and expressive as they are in the original performance stage. i know i didn’t get to write that obviously bc i’m short on time :(

[kuntasticc-blog]

Of love letters and lies

Pairing:Mark x reader Word count: a little bit over 2k Genre:high school!au, fluff Warnings: a lil of swearing

It’s your last year of high school and you can’t lie, it has been more boring than usual but the only constant is your big crush on the school’s swim team star yukhei

too bad you’re an awkward child, yet somehow you manage to gather enough courage to drop a confession letter in his locker telling him to meet you in the school’s rooftop after class

there’s no way that can go wrong right?

so there you go ready for disappointment but to your surprise there seems to be a figure right where you had written you yukhei you’d meet him, the figure does seem a lot shorter though.

Once you get closer you realize that it is definitely not 6 foot tall “girls can call me lucas” yukhei the one standing before you, nope it is always perfect tie and haircut student council president mark lee

Well this certainly wasn’t going as planned, guess he’d picked out this spot to confess too

Mark tries to talk to you at first, manages to stutter out your name before blushing  and you being the “i never know how to read a mood” child try to be all funny and poke at him

“oooh student council president mark lee out here to confess to someone!”

He pulls out a small envelope you recognize and now you’re the one who can barely stutter a what’s that

“It all makes sense now”he says looking at the floor and forcing out a laugh, puppy eyes are all out “i knew this wasn’t for me when you started going on and on about my height and how great i looked swimming but it kinda is my fault for thinking you’d like me back”

You just stand there speechless, brain frozen like it’s about to do the Windows 10 reboot sound because 1.you’d put the letter in the wrong locker 2.Said letter was in the hands of Yukhei’s best friend 3.Said best friend was standing in front of you and had just admitted he liked you

yup insert reboot sound

“Hey are you okay?”Mark asks but you’re still out of it and start blabbering.

“Yeahthisisfinecompletelyfinewecanworkwiththiscanwethough?”

He grabs you by the shoulders before shaking you and a tiny part of your brains goes oh he’s kinda strong

“I have a deal for you, you start hanging out with me and we try to get yukhei to like you and if by the ends of semester he’s not into you we’ll go to the winter masquerade together, maybe then he’ll notice the girl he could’ve had”

You just nod, because yeah 15 minutes ago you were happily unaware of pretty much everything and now you had a hypothetical date for the ball and a kind of plan to get the guy you like

now there’s no way this can go wrong right?

Except it’s all so awkward between you and mark,because out of nowhere the school pres and the loner are hanging out and all of his friends are puzzled by it

especially yukhei

it was awkward to say the least and as much as you tried you ended up a blabbering mess, mark is all red and yukhei is either laughing or busy with practice

and it kinda turns into a “i’ll help you with school” kind of thing once mark notices your less than great grades and he suggests it’s just you and him so you don’t get distracted

it’s all going oh so fine

Little by little it starts getting nice to hang out with him, there’s always snacks you throw at him in hopes of distracting him, somehow he manages to make you laugh,and even more of a mystery you never notice how red his ears get or how bright he smiles when that happens.

You settle into a routine, you study together after school and then go out for dinner. It’s a win-win

one of his younger friends even starts calling them your friend dates and at that you blush

“shut it jaemin”You hear mark say as you look away and fail to notice the small frown on yukhei’s face

Mark starts calling them fake dates after that, he says it’s to annoy you but he can’t deny you look so pretty when you blush

And as time goes by you start going out for food even if you didn’t study together and without thinking about it you stop thinking about how handsome yukhei was looking that day instead looking forward to what mark had planned for that day and how you could distract him and get a break from studying.

It’s a cloudy saturday, you’re getting ready to go eat with mark

a small part of your brain is screaming this is a date this is a date and you like that boy, you try not to think about how it might be right but he did say “I’ll pick you up at 6? Think spring and dress up”

Fat droplets start hitting your window and not even 5 minutes later your phone starts ringing, the screen lighting up with a photo you had taken of mark half asleep and trying to explain to you how to memorize all the physics formulas

“So here’s the thing we’re going to have to take a literal raincheck,I had a whole picnic planned out and i hardly see that working out now unless you want a cold but i don’t need you getting a cold ” He says not letting you say anything after you pick up the phone

“We can still do something though right?We can have an indoor picnic, just come here and i’ll start arranging the living room so we can set up everything”

“s-sure”

It all seems like a great idea until the bell rings and it kinda hits you he’s in your house and your parent aren’t home and you might have started developing a small crush on him oh great

You open the door and there he is with his pretty smile and it’s great great oh so great

Basket in hand you start putting everything down and notice how carefully it was packed, from tiny sandwiches and macarons to a whole jar of lemonade.

“You did all this?”

“Yeah i asked taeyong to help me do it though” he laughs awkwardly and looks away

“It’s really nice”

Somehow the awkward aura you had gotten rid of was back in full force and you couldn’t start speaking without stuttering

“So, are you still going to the ball with me?”Mark asks out of nowhere ad you almost spit out the lemonade.

You had forgotten about that and that it was next week and that there was a pretty white dress on the back of your closet, somewhere along the way you had forgotten that this was all a plan to get yukhei

“Yeah i am, as much of a dork you are” You say a realization creeping up on you”i wouldn’t stand you up”

Once the food is gone, you try to get him to leave so you can clean up

One small problem,he refuses to go until he’s helped cleaned the place and you start pushing him to the door and unwittingly tangle your feet with his

One step forward and both of you lose your balance, you close your eyes hoping you won’t hit the floor too hard

except you don’t hit the floor but instead you feel mark underneath you

you decide to open your eyes even as you feel your face burning up

bad idea

because underneath you, looking like a deer caught in headlights, is mark

He carefully puts you on the floor and you barely notice as he gets out of your house because your heart was beating way faster than it should and you couldn’t get out of your head how much you had wanted to kiss him in that moment

oh this was definitely not fine, things were definitely not going fine

Next week is almost as if he didn’t know you, no more study sessions, no more throwing baby carrots at him in an effort to distract him and get him to smile and you felt it was all your fault

his friends were even trying to talk to you

“So why are you not talking like usual?” Donghyuck says as he sits next to you. “It’s like my parents are fighting so just make up with that dumbass”

“I thought we were going to be subtle!” Says jisung, sitting on the other side.

“Subtle is for cowards”

It only worsened through the week, as much as you wanted to go to him Mark refused to look you in the eye

“You look pitiful” Donghyck says next day when he sits with you again

“Gee thanks for being so sweet”

Somehow you make to friday without looking once at the white dress

Your phone rings and a part of you hopes it is mark but instead the screen is lit up by small demon and a picture of donghyuck

“We’re downstairs loser, get dressed and we’ll try to fix your face”

“What?”

Your door is opened and donghyuck,jisung and a tall man waltz in before making you change into the dress

“This is Johnny, he’s weird but does a kinda nice makeup and we need you looking decent if we’re going to get mark to realize the dumbass he is

so that’s how you find yourself all dolled up and in johhny’s car heading for the one place you don’t want to be

“Oh please it’s not like we’re pouring acid on you”

“I’d rather have acid”

but that’s not the truth, as much as you are screaming this is torture you are hoping mark will talk to you and maybe you can finally tell him that the confession letter might have not originally been for him but somehow your heart was now his

You practically rush into the school auditoriom and don’t notice the big figure until you bump into him.

“I’m sorry princess”

It’s yukhei, great

“Oh it’s you Y/N, i was looking for you”

You are puzzled but you notice mark is inside the auditorium and you couldn’t care less about yukhei could say

“I like you”

Okay you take that last thought back, you definetely cared whta yukhei had said

“Sorry wHat?”

He just laughs and you notice mark looking right at yukhei and how he’s holding you upright

“I got cha, go get the poor boy”

you’re still in shock and a part of your brain is oh look we’re right where we started but it switched

“Go with markypoo, he’s been such a downer this last week”

He pushes you into the auditorium and your brain is still very much what the fuck but you don’t think twice when you notice mark is making his way to the other exit

You hadn’t expected to run for him and the heels weren’t helping, you were practically stumbling and yelling his name

“Hey you coward come right here!”

maybe donghyuck was rubbing off on you

He stops at that

“cowaRD?” he turns to look at you “You’re the one who stopped talking at me and now yoou have yukhei too so leave me be”

“goD you’re such a dumbass”

“sorry?”

You close the distance between you two and you can’t help but marvel at how beautiful he looks

“You were the one that stopped talking to me and yukhei can go to hell,”

“Hey”

“I want you Mark lee, you and your nerdy ass”

spring is in full bloom and flower are all around you

Your last year of high school is finally coming to an end and you can’t believe it

without thinking you head to the roof and there you see the figure you wanted to

not tall or the star of the swim team but yours

“Here to confess to someone?”you ask innocently and mark turns around to face you

“no, she confessed to me first”

“Oh really?because i rember a certain boy said he liked me first”

“mhmm”

You take one step forward and you’re just where you’re supposed to be

[byunnct]

cute cat, cute boyfriend [jeno nct]

pairing: lee jeno x reader

summary: jeno is a big fan of your cat and secretly a big fan of you. college!au

a/n: since i don’t have time to write a full fic but have been in the mood to write i thought i’d have a go at bullet point scenarios :D this was inspired by that viral tweet ‘whenever im sad i text this girl to show me her cat’!! hope it isn’t too bad <3

so you have a cat, a beautiful ragdoll cat, lovingly named cracker

and you have no idea why or how but certain places on your college campus allow residents to have pets

you’re not complaining because it means you were able to bring your lil friend from back home with you to college

and she has the brightest blue eyes that your best friend renjun swears hypnotises people into giving her treats

the top of her head, around her ears and just under her jaw, is an ashy grey with some parts a slightly darker grey

the rest of her is white

she’s the most elegant feline ever and her tail has a sassy sway to it whenever she walks around your dorm

at the beginning of the year someone created an instagram page dedicated to the campus’s pets and it was instantly popular

even endorsed by the college itself because it’s a pure expression of admiration and love for students’ pets and really what’s better than that

so your roommate submitted pictures she took of your cat to go onto the page after you offhandedly mentioned that cracker would be the most popular pet on the page

you were not wrong

cracker instantly captured everyone’s attention and became the most liked picture on the account to the point where the owner of the page messaged ur roommate to ask for more pictures (“i told you! it’s the eyes, i swear! she’s like a witch!” –renjun)

people on campus even started approaching your roommate to ask about the cat and she had to direct them all to you, each person asking you to start your own instagram page for your little popular queen

you said no every time because you’re a struggling college student who spends all her time in college or working to earn money which is then spent on ur damn cat you don’t have time to run an instagram account for her

and she’s already spoiled enough you don’t want to boost cracker’s ego too much

unbeknownst to you, jeno fell completely in love with cracker the second he saw her on the Instagram page (jeno, an avid visitor of the campus pet instagram page) and would always whine to his friends about how cute the cat is

since he’s allergic he can’t own them himself and his roommate, jaemin, uses this excuse every time jeno even BEGINS thinking about owning a pet

every time a new picture of cracker was posted on the campus instagram page he’d get so excited and be the first to comment and like

he’d get teased by his friends too because essentially jeno was a really big fan of cat, an animal, compared to donghyuck who would be freaking out over the new red velvet selfie – they’re in different worlds

BUT jeno can’t get over how enchanting cracker’s large eyes are, how fluffy her tail is, how photogenic a CAT is and he’s completely enamoured by your little feline

so one night there’s a big party to celebrate the end of the first term but you sadly can’t go since you don’t feel too good and don’t want to make yourself worse

it’s also cracker’s birthday and the SECOND you coughed and your throat felt scratchy you knew it was a sign from the gods to stay home and celebrate w your cat

your roommate goes tho, after feeding cracker one too many treats as a birthday gift, and since you offered to pick her up if need be she said she’ll text you later

at midnight you get a text from an unknown number

[00:17am, UNKNOWN]: heyyyyyyyyyyy

you think its your roommate texting from someone else’s phone because hers died so you respond instantly with ‘you good?’

[00:20am, UNKNOWN]: im great havea quesiotn

[00:20am, you]: shoot

[00:21am, UNKNOWN]: sned ur cat

[00:22am, you]: what? Call me

your phone rings a minute later and when you answer

it’s not your roommate

it’s a boy you’ve never heard before and he’s mumbling incoherently and it worries you

not only because you were expecting your roommate but because this guy sounds absolutely GONE and you can picture him swaying from side to side due to intoxication

you ask him his name about ten times before you get an actual answer: jeno

you recognise the name as one of renjun’s friends so you know you can at least trust him to some extent

he keeps saying ‘send your cat’ and you don’t quite know what he means so when you ask him he says

“i love your cat”

that’s it. He keeps repeating ‘send your cat’ and ‘i love your cat’ and no matter what else you say to him, ‘go drink some water!’ ‘where are you?’ ‘do you need me to call someone?’, he keeps going on about cracker and you look at the cat lying next to you, lazily cleaning her paws, and hang up on him

you take the party hat you had taken pictures of her in earlier and put it back on her head, telling her you’re sorry you have to put it back on and promise her treats if she sits still, and bring up the camera app on your phone

then you go back to your messages and send two of the best pictures you took of her to this jeno guy, hoping you’re understanding him correctly and that you can convince him to listen to you after he’s seen the picture

the response you get is a bunch of keyboard smashes

you call him back and he’s.. crying? kind of? he sounds choked up but he’s so drunk you wouldn’t be surprised if he actually was crying from happiness

he’s much more willing to listen to you after seeing cracker and keeps telling you how cute she is and it sounds like he’s trying to stand up from wherever he is from the shuffling on the other end of the call

then there’s more shuffling and another voice, much more sober, comes through the receiver

“im so sorry, whoever you are. jeno’s a mess. im taking him home now, im his roommate, he’s ok. bye.”

and the call ends

you go to sleep, still a little worried for jeno, but your worries are quashed when you wake up because jeno has texted you again

much more sober and embarrassed

[11:57am, UNKNOWN]: im so sorry omg

[11:57am, UNKNOWN]: you must hate me haha

[11:57am, UNKNOWN]: i got too drunk sorry you can block my number if you want

[11:57am, UNKNOWN]: thank u for the cat pictures tho im a big fan

your heart warms at the texts because he seems to feel guilty and it’s endearing, and then you smile when you read the text about your cat

you reply telling him it’s ok, you’re not mad at all and you’re glad he got home safe, but how did he get your number? you’ve never spoken before?

he explains that he has memory of drunk jeno asking renjun for your number, to which he was bluntly rejected and told no, and then asked around the party for who has your number until he stumbled upon someone who gave it to him with a wink

[13:10pm, JENO?]: i think people think i was trying to make a move on you haha

jeno apologises about twelve more times throughout the conversation and you tell him it’s ok every time

and ask if a picture of cracker will make him feel better

…to which he responds yes instantly

and from then on even though you and jeno barely know each other, your only connection renjun and now your cat, a bond formed

jeno would text you at random times with random messages asking for a picture of cracker

and if you were able to you were more than happy to oblige

renjun thought it was really weird that you two became almost..friends… just through occasionally texting and sending pictures of an animal to him

jaemin initially thought jeno finally got a significant other since whenever he’d look at him jeno would be smiling at his phone, texting with quick fingers to respond to whoever he was talking to

renjun broke jaemin’s heart when he told him jeno was happy over a cat

but he pieced it back together when he mentioned the owner of the cat was an attractive female

this goes on for several months before one day you receive a text saying there’s a package available to be picked up for you? and you’re like? Who

so you go pick it up and when you get back to your dorm you cautiously open it to find an array of cat treats and cat toys

there’s even a little post-it note with a cute message for cracker

to cracker, the best kitty cat in all the land! im your biggest fan!! –jeno :)

you can’t help but smile at the post-it, your cheeks heating and a small riot of butterflies in your stomach

you chide yourself because you really don’t know this boy, if you think about it, and you shouldn’t be getting feelings over someone you’ve only ever spoken to in person once or twice

and the post-it was written to your cat, not you..so..

you glare slightly at cracker as she sniffs and noses at the treats on the table

but then take pictures of her with her mountain of gifts and send it to jeno with a bunch of heart emojis

jeno, eating lunch with his friends at the time, instantly smiles and blushes at your response, replying with smiley faces

jaemin, nudging jeno: that your gf?

renjun: if it’s the damn cat jeno i swear to god

jeno: uh

jeno doesn’t bother mentioning that although the cat pictures were cute, he was happier about the hearts you sent to him

a week later, you have another package delivery

its jeno again

the week after, another package. Jeno

the week after that, yet another package. who? jeno.

this goes on for at least another two months

you’re stocked on treats for cracker to last you the next several years

enough toys that your dorm is covered constantly, as if you own a toddler instead of a cat

your roommate thinks it’s the cutest thing ever that jeno is doing this and is CONVINCED that jeno is doing it for YOU, not for cracker

you, with red cheeks and looking at the floor to avoid eye contact: shut up u know nothing

until

it’s a dark day, a dark night, looming dark clouds stuck in the sky that threaten to unleash downpours at any second

and you’ve just left the vet that isn’t too far from your dorm

cracker isn’t with you

it was sudden, so abrupt you didn’t have time to process everything and you’re still slightly dazed

when you get back to your dorm your roommate is there, sitting with cups of tea ready for whatever you want to give her

she notices the absence of your best friend and understands instantly, hugging you gently as you lean into her and break down

cracker had fallen ill suddenly, by no fault of your own, and when you reached the vet you were already in tears with a tight stomach, as if you knew what was coming

the vet told you with sad eyes the best option was to leave cracker with her and let her do what she has to, to save cracker a lot of pain

after a teary but warm goodbye, you saw cracker for the last time

the following day, at such bad timing it felt like the world was laughing at you, you receive another package from jeno

you pick the package up but don’t open it

you ask your roommate to inform that stupid pet instagram about cracker, a bitter tone to your voice

even though cracker was your cat and so her death shouldn’t be anyone else’s business, you knew people would start asking questions if cracker no longer appeared on the page

you assume jeno will see the account’s post about the loss of cracker and he does, sending you a short but sweet message saying cracker was the best cat ever, which she was, and that she lived the best life with the best owner, which she did

you don’t reply though, too choked up to look at the message for too long

jeno asks renjun about you every day and a week or two later he’s glad to hear you’re feeling much better and are getting back into routine

one night, a friday, you’re in your dorm typing an essay when you hear a faint meow

you instantly ignore it, putting it down to you still not being quite used to complete silence in your dorm

but then you hear it again, and again, and it doesn’t sound like cracker’s meows

it sounds smaller, weaker almost, and like its coming from right outside your door

even though you’re still slightly convinced that you’re going insane you walk towards your door

you open it tentatively and just enough that you can use one eye to look into the hallway

and there

is a little black kitten

staring up at you

it’s the smallest thing, all black with bright green eyes that look too big for it’s body

and it lets out the same meow you had been hearing that you thought you were imagining

you open your door fully, bending down to gently pet the kitten and look around the hallway to find who left the kitten here

you scan the hallway a couple of times before you notice a head of black hair peeking from the end of the hallway, their eyes wide when you make eye contact with them

slowly, the person steps out from the wall they were hid behind to approach you

it’s jeno

you’re still in shock when he reaches you, and you just stare up at him with an open mouth

“do you like him?”

the words bring you back to earth and you nod before looking at the kitten again, asking, “is he mine?”

jeno nods and smiles widely, “all yours.”

you stand up with the kitten in your arms, the soft creature already snuggling and getting comfortable in your arms, “are you sure?”

jeno giggles at you and you realise he’s much more attractive than you remember, so handsome it makes you flustered

“the second i saw him i thought he’d be perfect for you. there’s something special about him.” jeno shrugs

when you look at the kitten again you repeatedly say thank you to jeno

you’re so surprised by this gift you’re not quite sure what to do with yourself

or what this means

but jeno seems to understand that even though you’re thankful you’re not sure where to go from here

so when he reaches over to very lightly smooth his fingertips over the kitten’s head, he says

“i thought this kitten could be our child. you can have full custody, though. i’ll just stay over on the weekends.”

and you can’t believe what you just heard

your child? stay over at the weekend?

you laugh a little in disbelief

“what does any of that even mean?”

jeno forces out a laugh and jiggles his shoulders slightly as if to compose himself

“this is my, obviously terrible, attempt at asking you on a date.”

oh

you’re in shock all over again, and jeno reaches behind his head to scratch his neck awkwardly

“i mean- you don’t have to. im not forcing you to-though the cat makes it seem like i am, doesn’t it? i don’t mean it like that, i swear. the kitten is yours i promise-“

when jeno sees you smiling at him he stops talking, eyebrows furrowed to show he doesn’t quite understand why you’re looking at him like that

“i’d love to go on a date with you, jeno.”

jeno nods at you several times as he processes the words, then says “great!” with a thumbs up

you smile at each other then, and it’s a warm atmosphere with the sleeping small kitten in your arms

after your first date, and many others, jeno, true to his word, starts staying over on the weekends to look after the kitten

by that i mean he uses the kitten and his ‘custody’ over him to stay over and cuddle with you

even if it means he sneezes aggressively every five minutes

[lovelylunarwriting]

Hufflepuff!Mark x Gryffindor!Reader

Mark likes and does lots of things. He likes hanging out with his friends, listening to good music, getting good grades.

But if there is anything Mark Lee does not like, it is heights.

He just. Cannot handle being up that high. 

It scares the hell out of him.

So when Jeno asks him “Hey, you should try out for the Hufflepuff quidditch team this year so you can be on the team with me!”, Mark’s like “oh gosh I barely passed the flying class and you want me to?? Go do it for funsies?”

And Mark will do anything to make his friends happy- it’s just the whole flying thing has him terrified.

While voicing his concerns to Lucas, for once in his life Lucas has a good idea.

“Why don’t you ask Y/N to train you? They’re the best flyer in this whole castle”, he says offhandedly, but Mark’s like “yes!! that’s a great idea!!”

Lucas: “Really? They’re right over at the Gryffindor table, you should go ask them”

Mark: “Oh gosh, I know they’d be helpful but I don’t know if I can talk to them… they’re so…”

Lucas: “So what?”

Mark: “Above me, I guess? I mean they’re them and I’m just- Mark”

Lucas: “Well, ‘Just Mark’, you know how parents sometimes throw their kiddos into pools to teach them to swim?”

Mark: “Yeah?? What about that”

Lucas: “Grab your floaties cause we’re going swimming!”

On a side note- Mark may have been super charming and romantically whisked you away in his daydreams, he’s never actually said any words to you other that “sure”, when you asked if you could borrow his quill during Charms class last year.

Poor boy has been hopelessly crushing on you for quite some time, but hasn’t done anything about it because, Y/N?? The coolest Gryffindor and Hogwart’s swiftest flyer??? Being associated with bumbling Hufflepuff Mark Lee?

No way. At least that’s what Mark thinks- that you’re way out of his league.

But in reality, you’re pretty much in the same exact boat. 

what is with all these water references

You’ve thought Mark is cute for almost a year but haven’t said a word of it to barely anyone, because you just know that rumor will get around faster than your top speed.

The only person who knows is your best friend, Johnny.

Although he teases you for it, Johnny really does respect your feelings and is one of the few people at Hogwarts that can actually keep a secret.

You and Johnny are goofing off in the Grand Hall, eating your dinner and having a good time, when you see Lucas dragging some poor Hufflepuff kid by the collar over to the you both.

You look the other way, hoping that if you ignore Lucas, he’ll pester someone else with whatever he’s up to this time.

“Hey, let go!”, the Hufflepuff shouts, and you don’t even have to glance over to know that it’s Mark Lee.

Now that has your attention.

The two boys stop rather abruptly right in front of you, Lucas with the slyest smirk, and Mark whose eyes are so wide open, you’d think he’d accidentally walked through Peeves.

You: “Hey, Lucas! Hi… Mark”

And with those words, Mark’s whole stance changes. He stands up straight, shoulders back, instead of his previous cowering-prey position.

He’s happy because “oh my gosh they know my name!!”

Lucas: “My boy Mark here needs some flying lessons and little bit of courage. Thought you’d be the one to ask”

You: “Oh, I’d love to!”, you answer a little too quickly to be cool.

Mark: “You would… really?”

You: “Yeah, of course! When would you like to start?”

Lucas: “He would like to start literally right now”

Mark: “I mean if you’re busy then we could do another time, I would unders-”

You: “Right now’s great, actually. I’ve already gone to all my classes for the day”

That just leaves you and Mark, staring at each other, each of your minds racing a mile a minute.

As well as an impatient Johnny, who just wants you to go tell maRK yoU liKE hiM alreADY.

Johnny: “Should you guys like, go then?”

Lucas: “Yeah, get out there already!”, he agrees, dragging you out of your seat and giving you a good enough push towards Mark for you to need to keep your balance by grabbing onto the boy.

Which of course makes both of you a blushy mess due to the sudden proximity.

You laugh it off and tell Johnny you’ll be going, and he just wiggles his eyebrows at you suggestively.

The walk out to the Castle Grounds is painfully awkward, to say the least. You’re both so hyper aware of the other person that neither of you break the silence- for fear of saying something dumb and making the situation even more awkward.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, you make it down to the stadium where each house’s quidditch team stores their brooms.

Grabbing yours off the rack on the wall, you turn to Mark because he isn’t on a team so?? Where’s his broom.

Before you can even say anything, Mark must’ve been thinking the same thing because he stumbles out an explanation.

Mark: “I- uh, I didn’t expect you to say yes so my broom is still in my room but I can just borrow Jeno’s because I know he won’t mind and… yeah”

You: “You really thought I wouldn’t help you?”

Mark: “I didn’t mean to say you’re not generous enough to because of course you are, it’s um it’s just that you’re… you?”

You: “Of course, I’m me, who else would I be?”

At this point he gets that you’re quite literally missing the mark here, so he gives up trying to explain and grabs Jeno’s broom. he knows it’s Jeno’s because of the flower stickers Jaemin stuck onto  it

Leaving the storage room, you both make your way onto the field of plush grass.

The stadium has always felt like a home away from home, like somewhere you were born to be.

Mark looks like he feels about the opposite, through yours eyes. Really though, he’s just terribly nervous about ya know.

Plunging to his death.

You: “Alrighty, let’s get started! Place your broom on the ground and call it up”

Mark: “Call it up?”

You: “Of course, don’t you remember from your first year? Don’t worry, it’s not challenging. You just have to say, “Up!””

When you say the magic words, your broom- which you had also placed on the ground- shoots up straight into your hand, hitting your palm with a distinct whack. That sound you could listen to a thousand times and never get tired of it.

Mark: “okay… up?”, he says timidly, and to no one's surprise the broom does not budge.

You: “C’mon, you've got to have a little more vigor than that”

Mark: “Fine then. UP!”

The broom jolts off the ground at an alarming speed and hits Mark straight in the forehead, knocking him backwards onto the grass.

You: “Oh my gosh, are you okay?!”, you ask, trying really hard not to laugh.

He just covers his face with his hands, making no attempt to get up and mutters a “I'm fine, it's fine- everything’s fine”

Now that you know he's okay, you can't help but break into a fit of giggles.

Mark: “It’s really not that funny”, he half-heartedly claims, sitting up and laughing along with you.

You: “Oh but it so is”

After deciding that it’s probably nothing serious, but that Mark should really get that bump on his forehead checked out, the two of you stroll back on up to the castle, the atmosphere being a lot more light and feeling a lot more at ease with one another than the way down earlier.

You walk him to the infirmary and then go on to make your way to the Gryffindor common room to head in for the night.

Swinging open the giant wooden door as dramatically as you can, you flop onto the couch Lucas is on, disregarding the fact that he’s even there and sprawling across his legs.

Lucas: “There are three other couches?? And four arm chairs??? Why did you have to pick the one sofa that is in use”

You: “Because this one’s my favorite and you know that! It’s the cushiest of them all. If you’re so bothered, then move”

Lucas: “I was here before you!”

You: “Yeah but I’ve been out all night with Mark and I’m tired! So if anyone’s getting up, it’s you”

Lucas: “Ooo how was Mark? Did he fly well?”

You: “We didn’t even get to flying due to an… accident of sorts”

Lucas: “Accident? Oh no, did he accidentally blurt out his feelings for you? I told him not to-”

You: “I’M SORRY HIS WHAT”

Lucas: “...so he didn’t say anything about that?”, he asks, looking like a deer in headlights.

You: “No!!”

Lucas: “Okay then neither-did-I- g o o d n i g h t”, he says and stands up abruptly, flipping you off the couch in the process.

You: “Ow… does he really- Hey!”

Before you can finish, he’s already run up the stairs and hidden in his room.

For a Gryffindor, he sure’s acting like a big cowardly baby.

It’s not your fault that he spilled that secret! He should come out and deal with it, but he’s locked himself in his room.

He can’t hide forever though, which is exactly why the next morning at breakfast, you make a point to sit directly next to Lucas, Johnny flanking him on the other side.

Johnny: “Atone for your sins, Lucas”, he says in a clearly joking tone, but Lucas takes him seriously.

Lucas: “I’m sorry ! I know I shouldn’t have said that but I really shouldn’t say anything else either so Y/N, just go talk to Mark!”

You: “How could I-”

Mark, who of course happens to walk into the grand hall that very moment hears Lucas mention his name, and joins the conversation.

Mark: “Talk to me about what?”

Lucas: “Look Mark, I’m so sorry but I told them that you’ve been in love with them for like years”

You: “Years?! You didn’t mention that part!”

Lucas: “...”

Mark: “...”

You: “...”

Johnny: “This is getting awkward so I’m gonna dip out. Let me know how it goes!”, he announces, clapping you on the back and going to sit on the other side of the room at the Slytherin table with Sicheng and Doyoung.

Mark just stares at you for a moment, clearly mortified, and the quickly walks out of the room.

Scrambling out of your seat, you chase after him into the hall and grab him by the wrist.

He doesn’t turn around, but he does stop in place.

Mark: “I’m not surprised that you caught me really- you are the fastest out of the whole school. But if you don’t mind, I’d really like to go sulk somewhere without you there to see”

You: “Are you an idiot?”

Your sudden outburst peeks his curiosity, and he slowly turns around to face you, but still making an effort to look anywhere but at you.

Mark: “I didn’t think you were the type to kick someone when they’re down”, he mumbles, determined to stare at the his shoelaces until the conversation ends.

You: “Mark, I like you. A lot”

With that, his head snaps up and he looks at your with the cutest confused-puppy-dog look on his face.

Mark: “I’m sorry, you what?”

You: “I like you, but it’s not like you gave me a chance to tell you that”

Mark: “...I’m not dreaming this, am I?”

You: “Not a chance”

Mark: “...”

You: “Mark, do you wanna date me?”

Mark: “Hell yes”, he answers with no hesitation whatsoever.

You: “Then, c’mon. We’re having a skip day- let’s go to Hogsmeade”

Mark: “Skip?? Classes?”

You: “I mean if you’re that dead set on going-”

Mark: “No, no, no, I’d much rather spend the whole day with you- I’m just not used to the idea”

You: “How are you friends with Yuta and yet you’ve never skipped a class”

Mark: “Like I’d let him drag me into that. I’ll let you drag me into skipping though~”

And so that’s exactly what you do- blow off your classes and walk around Hogsmeade hand in hand, stealing glances at one another and breaking into fits of laughter when one of you catches the other staring.

Half way through your date, you ask the question that’s been on your mind, but you didn’t feel before that it was the right time to ask.

It’s now or never, you figure.

You: “Hey Mark, why exactly are you so dead set on wanting to fly?”

Mark: “I… well. I know I’d have fun with my friends on the quidditch team, and they really want me to join for whatever reason. The thing is I’m terrified of heights, and in particular- falling from them”

You: “So you’re doing this for your friends?”

Mark: “Essentially, yes”

You: “What would make you happier- flying up really high with your friends in one of the most dangerous games in Hogwarts history, or cheering them on from the stands?”

Mark: “Cheering, obviously”

You: “If that’s so obvious, then why don’t you just do that instead?”

Mark: “I know but Jeno wants me to-”

You: “Jeno is your friend! He wants you to be happy! Not to be scared for your life every time you’re up on a broom with him”

Mark: “...I guess you’re right”

You: “Oh you know I’m right”

Mark: “A handful of hours into our relationship and you’re already bragging?? I see how it is”

You: “Come on, you knew what you were getting into”

Mark: “I definitely knew what I'd be getting into, and I'm super glad that I did”

Squeezing his hand in a silent reply, you look the other way to try and hide your giddiness and embarrassment.

Dates with Mark include but are not limited to: Walks around Hogsmeade, cheering obnoxiously loud for Hufflepuff at quidditch games (when Gryffindor isn't playing, of course) and lazy couch dates where you literally just cuddle and play phone games.

Cue a morally conflicted Mark when Hufflepuff and Gryffindor end up playing one another in quidditch.

He’s like “Should I cheer for Jeno?? One of my good friends?? Or my significant other who will most definitely mention it if I cheer for the opposite team”

Mark ends up sitting with all the professors (neutral territory) while wearing so much red and yellow that you’d think he’s endorsing McDonald’s.

Which is a good solution, because then neither person ends up unsupported.

Gryffindor still creams Hufflepuff, though. sorry my puffs bbys

But hey the Hufflepuffs aren’t mad, they just wanted to play for the fun of it and they know Gryffindor goes hard

Johnny and Lucas… won’t let you fucking live

They take every opportunity they can get to make some jab about you and Mark.

It’s all in good fun, though! They never say anything genuinely hurtful, just dumb stuff like “ooo shouldn’t you be with you boyfriend Mark right now??”

Stupid boys trying to roast you are the least of your worries, because being the fastest flyer in Hogwarts and dating the sweetest bean in Hogwarts seems like a pretty good situation to me.

[gohyuck]

School of Sports/Arts AU!Mark

based on this post by @roh-tae

donghyuck | mark | sicheng

i know jackshit about baseball and this is all based off some quick research - so if this is super bad i am super sorry

he wears #10 and it’s become his lucky number and favorite number

the number is basically his everything, to be quite honest - when you meet him he’s been playing baseball for 10 years 

and you meet in a 10 am class which happens to be MP-10 (music production) and basically change his life so yeah - 10 is a pretty comfy number for him

anyways he’s fourth in the batting order - the cleanup hitter, the most powerful hitter on the team, second highest batting average (third in the lineup, Jeno Lee, has the highest) 

invented the idea of a grand slam he’s GOOD at what he does

that being said, it’s hard to tell that’s he’s practically a baseball pro by looking at him - at any point in time mark is bundled up in baggy sweatpants (possible stolen from his roommate donghyuck) and a massive sweatshirt (definitely stolen from donghyuck), eye bags so large they could be michael kors, round wire glasses perched precariously on the bridge of his nose, tripping over thin air

he’s pretty overworked, to be fair; he’s in like a million clubs and protests a million things on the weekends (sometimes it’s “stop with puppy mills” sometimes it’s “help end racism in the workplace” and it’s something new every week)

between extracurricular stuff, his job as a barista at the local coffee shop, underground rapping gigs, baseball, and his engineering and music majors, mark is half dead 99.99% of the time

the first time you meet him in MP-10 he basically crashes into the seat directly in front of yours in the lecture hall

there’s a small cup of coffee in one of his hands and his bookbag is slung over him crossbody as he pushes his glasses back on

you notice him immediately because he’s wearing his white split jersey unbuttoned with a light blue shirt underneath with black jeans and honestly he looks goddamn amazing, especially compared to you because you’re 100% wearing what you rolled out of bed in

you later (as in the next class, when he shows up in orange sweatpants and a green and red christmas sweater sweater looking zombified, toting a humongous thermos of coffee) find out that he was only dressed semi-well that first day because he had a meeting after that class with some city councilwoman about his most recent series of planned protests over a series of altercations between minorites and the local police 

at least that’s what you think he says when you ask; he’s kinda dead on his feet and is slurring his words, not fully awake yet

despite how he looks and stuff  and what he’s wearing and how he’s mostly only giving you one word answers (read: michael kors eyebags and general lack of sleep) you find yourself inexplicably drawn to him

lucky you! his double major (yeah - double. boy really just. doesn’t love living) in music production and electrical engineering and your major in the fields you love mean that you guys see each other a lot and have classes at a lot of the same times

also, you always end up in the library studying (and crying, just a little) at the same times he is, although while you tend to be alone when trying to study he’s always with a friend

or 8 (the other guys are, you learn later, his roommate and the guys from the other rooms in their dorm) 

sometimes their whole 15 person squad is there and that generally results in all of them getting kicked out

which is not good for mark’s stress levels tbh like. they’re already sky high

this is why one day instead of sitting with his roommate, who you think is the quarterback, and a couple of others from the baseball team (you recognize jeno and renjun, and there’s a couple of other guys like lee chan and a guy who goes by rocky) he makes a beeline towards the nearest table to him that’s in the back of the library

it happens to be your table

mark misses the dirty (albeit shortlived) look donghyuck throws at him and how he mouths “ditcher” at his best friend’s back 

you don’t, though, and send an apologetic grimace to the qb

later you become close to donghyuck - it gets to where mark kinda wants to rip his hair out because his datemate and best friend are constantly pranking him and putting him on edge

rip mark lee 2k17 free him

anyways he slides into the seat opposite you, gives you a small smile and a “hi” and goes about his own business

both of you are cliched as hell - whenever he’s studying and not noticing you is when you’re staring at him AND it’s vice versa 

he gets in x10 work than he does other days so he starts sitting with you in the library from then on, you guys have like some symbiotic relationship - you give him a place to study away from his hell friends and he gives you silent company so you don’t feel lonely 

over time he gets more chill and less high strung because he’s getting more done

you, on the other hand, are becoming more and more panicked and honestly you just. really need a break

and mark being an absolute sweetheart notices this and he knows that he should do SOMETHING even though you guys aren’t too close apart from the occasional convo in MP-10 and sitting together and studying 

“let’s get dinner - we’ve both been here for like eight hours. i’ll pay” “oh what no mark you don’t have to it’s totally fine i have to get this shit do-” “you can take a one hour break, it’s better that way anyways because everything you’ve learned will settle in i swear” “...fine, yeah. alright.”

one hour turns into four and he walks you back to your dorm at like 2 in the morning and you guys are laughing and having a generally good time

until he gets a call from a guy named doyoung

“dude what do you mean i can’t come home tonight” “yuta, jaehyun, sicheng, and donghyuck are drunk off their asses and taeyong and i can’t deal with your clumsy ass on top of these fools, find somewhere else to sleep you have like a million other friends, call jaemin” “doyoung wh-” click

cue a lot of swears

“mark you can just stay over in my room tonight” “is that a good idea? i can really just call jaemin, him and jeno are probably crying over some drama right now i don’t need to impose” “my roommate’s definitely over at her boyfriend’s place right now, it’s fine and it’s not imposing. you bought dinner i can give you a roof for a night dude” “...ight”

both of you know you should sleep but honestly you’re having fun getting to know each other so instead you both take a (sad, lukewarm) beer from the package that’s sitting on the counter and watch crappy cartoon reruns on your laptop while just talking

you learn about mark’s friends and tell him how you chose your major and promise to attend the BLM rally on saturday even though mentally you know there’s no time (you’ll make some)

you and him go to MP-10 together at 10 and instead of sitting in front of you he sits beside you 

you guys are basically bros at this point like real friends right here

yes ok so fastforward to confessing

mark’s been psyching himself up to ask you out for a while so when you’re like “hey i kinda like you and it’d be cool if we went out sometime on a date” really chill-ly he’s like fml all the planning for nothing

but he says yes and you guys go out to an actual restaurant before deciding that the best dates are staying in and chilling and pigging out to netflix while complaining over professors 

soon you guys are that couple the one that’s practically married at like.20 something

always wearing mark’s jerseys or shirts!!! he never stops telling you how amazing you look in his clothes

it’s like his favorite thing

when you wear his jersey though

favorite number + favorite person?? winning combo right there

never missing a baseball game and really quickly picking up on a bunch of baseball lingo and understanding what’s going on tbh (mark considers himself your tutor in the “greatest sport ever known to man”)

just. really wholesome relationship like you’d be so supportive of everything he does and he can always count on you to be there for him and is always there for you and i’m screaming it’d be so cute!!

his friends like fake gagging at you guys but secretly they’re all pretty jealous

becoming fast friends with all of his friends (especially with donghyuck, as aforementioned, and with jeno)

y’all are all one big happy family <3