#barista! nakamoto yuta

[cannedapricot]

Barista! Natamoto Yuta

ft. a cute taeil! i figured i should get this request from anon done before christmas so here’s a short cute christmasy barista yuta!

JoY tO tHe WoRlD

CHRISTMAS IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER Y’ALL GET FESTIVE

SO!!!

yuta works at a small hole in the wall cafe

it’s literally called “hole in the wall”

it’s a very simple cafe which people tend to miss when they walk by

it’s not as crowded as starbucks when the pumpkin spice latte comes out 

but it’s not dead ok

there’s a handful of people that come :’)

othERWISE BARISTA! YUTA WOULD GO POOR AND QUIT BIEAFBDIS

our takoyaki prince actually loves that it’s not crowded

i mean,,,, as a transfer college student,,,, hE JUST WANTS TO EARN MONEY WHILE DOING NOTHING LIKE THE REST OF US

all he does on his shift is make a few coffees, maintain his clean work space and charm his customers so they tip him

liSTEN

THE BOY MADE THE MISTAKE OF WORKING AT STARBUCKS ONCE

N E V E R A G A I N

THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE WAS WAY TOO OVERWHELMING 

also so many people were talking on their phones while ordering

and it pissed him off lol

so he quit and started working at hole in the wall thanks to barista! taeil’s recommendation

and he’s never been so relaxed while earning money :’)

the shop is five minutes from the dreamie’s school

and they drop by every so often

and boss yuta around because,

“i’M PAYING YOU FOR THIS”

yuta nearly strangled haechan but barista but also son of the manager! taeyong was glaring at him

and yuta’s already been warned about bad customer service from last time when he gave doyoung a carrot instead of the pastry he ordered

the end of year is s t r e s s f u l

because wow finals f u n

so yuta tends to take a break from the shop when finals roll around

but the manager (also the pastry chef) also lets every other collage student take a break 

so all that’s left is the manager, full time barista! taeil and pastry chef apprentice! mark :’)

coincidentally, you were stressing over finals as well

finding the perfect place to study was quite the task

the school library was full and the wifi was slow asf thanks to the 5732 students there at once

the cafe close to campus was stuffy and rowdy

and your dorm had w a y too many distractions

yOU JUST WANTED A PLACE TO STUDY WHY IS IT SO HARD :’CC

you discover hole in the wall one day while returning from the cafe near campus

it got way too noisy for your liking

so you just decided 

fuck it

and left :’)

you had also nearly missed it when you walked by but you caught the sight of a bunch of rowdy school boys walking in

and decided heY WHY NO T

the bell chimed as you opened the door

and you were greeted by the simple and warm decor of the small shop

the only people there were the bunch of high schoolers, the staff, and two other studying students

you stepped up near the counter, squinting your eyes at the menu lol

turns out, the boys in front of you were having a nice long chat with another boy who was almost entirely covered in flour

you kinda stood there awkwardly for a while bECAUSE INTERRUPTING THEM WOULD BE RUDE

until another man walked to the front of the store

“um,,, mark,,, do you realise we have a new customer behind your squad??”

mark peeks his head over the dreamies and realizes oH SHIT WE DO

and proceeds to shoo the dreamies to a table :’)

“i’m so sorry,,,,,i wasn’t expecting- i mean i we were expecting customers but- ,,,,we just haven’t had anyone new come in for a while,,”

BITCH YOU CAN’T HELP BUT LET OUT A SMILE

THE KID WAS ADORABLE

and so you order your choice of coffee (or tea!) and a piece of cake!!

which makes mark light up becaUSE HE MADE THAT CAKE AND HE’S REALLY PROUD OF IT

“TAEIL YOU HEAR THAT?”

“i’M ON IT MARK”

communication at it’s finest

the flour boy introduces himself along with all the others in the shop currently

the barista who told him you were here? that’s taeil!

the two students studying? that’s doyoung and johnny!

the bunch of highschoolers?

“oh they’re irrelevant” 

smiling to yourself, you choose to sit at the table close to counter

maybe you’d find yourself being a regular here!11!!1

and so you do lol

you find yourself coming everyday!

and you also found yourself becoming closer with the other regulars and two of the staff lol

you even decorated the shop for christmas with them!!

and forced them to add christmas hats to the uniform :’’’)

i love wholesome families :’’’’’’’’)

remember how this is a yuta fic?

yeaH LETS GET HIM SCREENTIME REAL QUICK

after the finals were over, yuta, taeyong and johnny return to the cafe in glory1!1!!

and after serving the dreamies, you turn up

yujohnyong were like “ooOOOOOH NEW CUSTOMER!!”

but the others were like,

“y/n!!! welcome back!!”

????

THERE’S A REGULAR THAT YUTA DOESN’T KNOW????

THIS CAN’T HAPPEN

so

yuta slides up to mork and asks,,

“who’s y/n?”

“oh, they became a regular when you left to study lol”

fffffffFFFFFFFF

then yuta slides up to the counter, elbowing taeil out of the way to do so

“hey! so i hear you’re a regular!!”

shoots 10000000000 watt smile

“uh,,,, yeah,,,,”

“so what’s your usual order?”

“u,,,m,,,, taeil knows so can i have him do it?”

yuta’s confidence: -100

iTS O K

“orrrrrr you can tell me and i’ll make it for you!!”

but you’re already sitting at your table lol

THE OTHER BOYS ARE CRACKING UP BEHIND HIM LOL

as taeil finishes your order, yuta snatches it up with a piece of cake and heads toward your table

NAKAMOTO YUTA WILL NOT HAVE A REGULAR NOT RECOGNIZE HIM 😤😤😤

“oh i didn’t order cake!!!”

“it’s part of out christmas promotion right now!! don’t worry!”

and he plops down in the chair in front of you

yuta can feel taeyong’s glare on him but hE CAN’T DO ANYTHING

THIS IS GOOD CUSTOMER SERVICE OK

but the gaze melts away as taeyong’s favorite customer, sicheng, comes in with ten

yuta then happily strikes up a conversation with you!

“are you sure it’s ok,,,”

“it’s fine!!! there’s not many customers anyways lol”

and you two talk until the cafe closing time

but on your way home, you realize,,,

yOU FORGOT TO ASK FOR HIS NUMBER???

GOOD JOB Y/N

the first thing you do back at your dorm is scream into your pillow

your dormmate asks you what’s wrong

“I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED THE CHANCE TO GET A CUTIE’S NUMBER SEGSRHEERGEH”

i relate

the same thing repeats everyday for a week

you show up at the cafe, yuta makes conversation with you, and you go home realizing that yOU FORGOT TO ASK HIM ABOUT HIS NUMBER AGAIN

LOOK YOU GET TOO CAUGHT UP IN THE CONVO OK

but you’re starting to think,,,,,

maybe he’s not as interested in you as you’re interested in him,,,,

becaUSE HE HASN’T ASKED YOU FOR YOUR NUMBER EITHER???

little do you know,,,

yuta’s screaming to his bros when they’re closing up the shop

“wHY HASN’T SHE ASKED FOR MY NU M B E R”

“lmao ask her yourself”

“ICAN’TDOTHAT WHATIFSHEDOESN’TLIKEME”

and 

johnny’s lowkey done with yuta lol

the next week, christmas eve, you go to the shop per usual

REPEATING TO YOURSELF THAT YOU H A V E TO ASK FOR HIS NUMBER

but when you get there, yuta’s nowhere to be seen

taeil takes your order instead of yuta,,, who’s started to take your orders whenever you showed up

“hey,,,, taeil,,, where’s yuta?”

taeil cracks a mysterious smile while making your beverage

“who knows”

loL YUTA’S IN THE BACK WITH JOHNNY CALMING HIM DOWN

johnny had come up with this plan and yuTA’S DOUBTING HI M

YUTA’S 10000% SURE THAT JOHNNY’S GONNA SCREW HIM OVER

hmmmm what plan??? 🤔🤔🤔

leTS FIND OUT!!!11!1!

taeil comes around the counter with your chosen beverage and a huge sparkly present box???

“this is for you!!”

?????

opening the box, you see a note with a phone beside it

“hey pretty baby ;) your christmas present is me ;;) but i’ll need your number before you can receive the real present ;;;)”

.......

you read it aloud

and the whole cafe heard LMAO

the dreamies are REALLY embarrassed SVBFOSV

AND YUTA BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR

“I KNEW JOHNNY WAS DOING ME DIRTY”

stomping his way towards you, yuta leans on your table

staring into your eyes he says,

“i like you,,, as in my heart beats faster when i see you like, even if you don’t like me the same way could you give me a chance?”

tHERE WAS NO HESITATION IN HIS VOICE

“a-are you sure?”

“biTCH DID I STUTTER???”

“uM OK LETS GIVE IT A TRY”

THE WHOLE CAFE STARTS WOLF WHISTLING 

AND CONFETTI IS THROWN (thanks to johnny who had went to the party shop last night)

through the whole mess, yuta smiles apologetically and says,

“sorry it wasn’t romantic at all, i wanted it to be nicer but johnny planned this and-”

you shut him up with a kiss on his cheek

“it’s fine, i love it the way it is”

merry christmas eve!! if it’s not as fluffy or christmasy enough,,,, i’m sorry aaaa i wrote most of this at the christmas party i was at !! also yuta’s lowkey ooc here ahhahahahahahahhHAHHAHAHA

finally my first nct scenario!! i bet y’all forgot i write for nct as well sefbabodbf but anyways!! have a very merry christmas and a happy new year!!

[mistymark]

the one with the step stool.

nakamoto yuta x reader // barista!au // enemies to lovers!au

summary: in which you and yuta are coworkers and he finds it funny that you can’t reach the things on the top shelf

lets get this started then

can I just say

you absolutely adored your job

like most people hated their jobs? not you

working at the quaint coffee shop was the highlight of your day; talking to the old ladies who came in for morning tea every week, having friendly debates with the suits who came in during rush hour as you made their coffees, fun discussions with the other students and making new close friends with your coworkers

all in all, work was great

was

over the summer, when it started to get really busy as the weather looked up, your manager started hiring some new summer staff

enter yuta

okay not gonna lie the first time you saw him you thought he was hella attractive and couldnt wait to work with him

but that was until he began openly flirting with all the customers, and boasting to one of your coworkers about how much money he got in tips from it

and honestly, it began to piss you off

who the hell does he think he is

he was so cute and flirty with all the customers but so teasing when it came to you

and no it wasn't cute you hate the guy shut up

“y/n can u stop staring at my ass” “im trying to see how many muffins are in the case, asshole”

“hey y/n,,, like what you see?” “I wasn't even looking at you until you said my name wtf”

and no he wasn't a fuckboy!!!!! but he was definitely flirtatious

“y/n you missed a spot” “no I didnt I just finished wiping this table down” “no, not that,,, the bit of drool,, from looking at me” “oh my god shut up”

most of the time u worked the machine whilst he was on registers

but one of the other girls in the back went away on a holiday, so u started covering her in the office

which meant you had to be able to reach all the files in the top cabinets

and okay,, you weren't SHORT per say... but u were sorta

vertically challenged

and Yuta had taken it upon himself to help bully you whenever you needed ingredients from the top shelves when u were in the kitchen

so watching u try and reach for the files every day made him cACKLE

literally it was the funniest shit to him

“do u need a hand” “oh uh, yes please” “come on y/n just take it” “YOURE HOLDING IT OVER YOUR HEAD YOU LITTLE SHIT I CANT REACH IT”

anyway

one day you come in to work

and you roll your eyes at him when he sends you a grin from the registers

and roll your eyes even hARDER when he winks

when u walk into the office you're working in, theres a small pink step stool sitting on the desk, heart and rainbow stickers stuck all over it

theres also just a pile of glitter sitting on the top, like not glued on or anything, just sitting in a pile on the black surface

immediately your smile drops and you turn around in a fit of rage, and he's already standing there smugly, his arms crossed as he leans against the doorframe

“nakamoto yuta i am going to KILL you” you march up to him, your eyes shooting daggers

his eyes widen a little as you stand as close as possible to him, your finger pointed at him “you're such an asshole you know that?”

his smile never falters “you’re really cute when you're mad”

in a huff, you stomp back to your desk, grab the step stool and set it down at his feet

he laughs softly at your actions and watches as you stand on the stool confidently

“bet im not cute anymore”

he shakes his head at you and leans back quickly to make sure he’s not going to get in trouble for abandoning his work

“nope” he assures you

not gonna lie,, it kinda hurt

he saw the smile falter on your face

“well, uh... good, I-”

he glances down at the stool, before dragging his eyes up to your face, hovering above his “not cute exactly, I'd say more hot, but it’s whatever” he grins cheekily at you as he watches the small, shy smile appear on your face

“um? thank you?” you let your hands drop and you keep eye contact as you step off the stool and kick it forcefully into the corner of the room

he doesnt leave

“dont you have something better to do? like, idk, your job?”

“shouldn't I be asking you the same thing?”

“whatever yuta”

later that week, you’re collecting your payslip from the box theyre kept in  after your shift when yuta joins you

for once in his lifetime, he doesnt make any jokes as he easily reaches up and grabs it for you from above the cupboards

he huffs dramatically as he searches for his from the box “why can't they just do it in alphabetical order or something wtf”

“im sure its there somewhere”

“I can't find it”

“just grab it next week then”

“I can't, this is my last week”

“you're quitting?” you stop, looking up at him, instantly feeling as if it was your fault

he sent you a small smile because of ur concern, and continues looking through the box “no, im only summer staff, remember? and last time I checked, this is the last week of summer”

“so, you're not going to work here anymore” you couldnt believe it

“pretty sure thats what it means, yeah” he looked amusedly at you

when you didnt respond: “you gonna miss me, shortstack? no one to get the files down for you”

you snorted, “doubt it, and besides, I have a stool”

but to tell the truth, part of you was going to miss him

you continue to rifle through the pile you have in your hands and you find his

“this is yours right?” he looks up and makes to grab his payslip from you

“come on yuta just take it” you mock as you hold it out away from him

he reaches out to grab it and you move your arm behind your back, and he doesnt hesitate to reach around you to try and get it back

“um” you start, when both of his arms are wrapped around you, trying to snatch the envelope from your hands

it wasn't because you were freaked out because this wasn't normal, it was because you were freaked out because it did feel normal

it felt like he should always have his hands wrapped around you

and you didnt mean to ruin it;

he stopped instantly, taking in your position

you were standing there, one of his arms holding you to his chest to prevent you from moving, as his other reached for your hand

your other hand was resting on his shoulder as he bent down slightly to reach down your back

you stayed like that for a moment; trying to gage each other’s reactions

because if he wasn't lying; he was quite enjoying how flushed he made you, and how cute he thought your habits were while you were working

and how pretty you looked every morning when you walked in, and how you still looked gorgeous at the end of the day

okay okay maybe mAYBE yuta had a slight thing for you

but you would never take him seriously because of his constant flirting

“sorry” he pulled his arms away from you, taking a small step back

“no, no, um- here” you offered him the payslip

he took it, nodded and left

okay what the fuck just happened

did u have a thing for yuta

surely not

okay maybe

yes?

well this wasn't supposed to happen lol

the following week, after four days of not seeing yuta working with you, and with your friend coming back you were working the machine again, so u felt extra lonely

dont get me wrong, like your other friends were great, but you couldnt help miss him

especially with the small moment you'd had only a few days ago

the days passed much slower, but you continued your work diligently

“one regular iced mocha please”

your head shot up at his voice, and he sent you a wide grin as he met your eyes, then focused back on the girl serving him, grabbing out his wallet from his pocket

he stood waiting for his coffee beside the machine

“how have you been?” you tried to sound casual, not wanting to let on how excited you were to see him

he smiled happily “good, tho I miss working here”

“is that why you're back so soon”

“actually...” you looked up as you waited for the machine to finish pouring the hot liquid into a cup

“I wanted to ask if you were busy after your shift”

you felt a smile creep up on your face

you nodded happily, biting your lip to stop him from seeing your obvious reaction

“you still finish at 3 on Fridays right?”

“yeah” you blushed a little and began to focus on your coffees again

“iced coffee for,, hottest man alive?” you frowned at the docket you'd been handed

“wow y/n thats not necessary but thank you” he laughed and stepped closer to collect his coffee

“nakamoto yuta i will-”

“kill me? okay, y/n, but you’ve gotta wait” he checked the time “seven minutes until your shift ends”

seven minutes later, you hung up your apron and grabbed your things, stashing them on the chair beside yuta, as he stood up to leave

“I just have to grab my payslip” you turned around to rush to the backroom

“I got it” 

you cocked your head confusedly at him 

he held it up, then moved it to above his head

you jutted your hip out and crossed your arms over your chest, unimpressed

he lowered his hand, offering it out to you, level with his chest

quietly, he said “come on y/n just take it”

you cocked an eyebrow at him and reached out to grab it, but he grabbed your wrist with his free hand, pulling you into him, and bending down to reach your face, he closed the gap between your lips

you stood there, surprised, before you felt yourself smile and kiss him back

your hands forgot about the payslip and moved around his neck, pulling him against you

he moved the hand with your payslip in it around you waist, supporting you

he pulled away and you pouted at him

“dont give me that look, I came here to take you on a date, not just make out with you”

“funny, I like the second idea more” you mumbled, stashing your payslip into your bag

“hey it took me two months to work up the courage to ask you out, you’re not throwing my date away this easily”

you grabbed his hand as you stepped out onto the sidewalk

“really? two months?”

he laughed as he lead you down the busy street

“you have no idea”

[lavenderbexlatte]

day 26 - exhibitionism

nct 1.2k words female reader insert Reader x Nakamoto Yuta NSFW

🖤 warnings: welcome back day 16 mc!!! she’s getting the goods!!! explicitly protected sex, penetrative sex, please don’t be like this i don’t want anyone getting indecent exposure charges 🖤

🎂 happy yuta day~

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"I heard you were looking for me."

You look up from your textbook, first in simple confusion, but any intention of skimming back over this lesson is forgotten when you see who it is, leaning on your table in the student cafe.

Yuta is as beautiful as you remember, dark wavy hair and sharp eyes, his lean form in his stylishly baggy clothes. He's looking at you with a mixture of mirth and curiosity, and you can feel your pulse pick up.

"You're (Y/N), right?" he asks.

You nod. It's all you can do.

"Then that's right. Heard you wanted to see me."

"Who'd you hear that from?" you ask.

"It's hot gossip," he tells you. "In my house, at least."

Fucking Doyoung, that snitch.

"Someone let slip that when you found Doyoungie, the other week, you were looking for me," he says.

You glance around, to see if anyone else is witnessing this batshit crazy scene. All you find is Yangyang the barista, leaning over the counter and giving you a shark's grin and a not-so-subtle thumbs up. You'd forgotten that the kid is in the same frat, too. He probably knows exactly what's up. He's probably even the someone who told Yuta everything, that nosy little shit.

"I mean," you start, "I mean, yeah. Yes."

"And yet, you fucked around with Doyoung."

He doesn't sound upset or jealous or anything. He just sounds curious. That, you can handle.

So you grin. "He needed it."

"I'm sure he did," Yuta agrees.

"But yes, I was looking for you."

"Gonna tell me what for?" he asks, sliding out the other chair at your little table and making himself comfortable.

He's sitting with the chair turned backwards, his sharp chin hooked over the back. You close your textbook.

"Well," you say. "I liked your piercing."

"Which one?" He tucks his hair behind his ear, on one side, showing off a lobe full of pretty rings.

"The belly button piercing."

"The best one," he smirks.

Pretty and charming. He's a real threat, and it makes you even more thirsty for him.

"Can I get you a drink?" you ask.

"I've had enough caffeine for today, thanks."

"Plus, we're closing!" Yangyang calls, obviously eavesdropping.

You roll your eyes at him, but you do glance at your phone. He's right. The cafe closes at 11, and it's about to strike the hour now. He's probably been waiting to kick you out, just watching everything unfold like a drama.

The connecting student lounge is open 24 hours, though, so you pick up your bag and your book and nod toward the next room, silently asking (begging) for Yuta to join you there.

Your favorite table in the corner is open, so that's where you stop. It's a booth, of sorts, built into the corner walls with high-backed benches around the square table. The design boxes the table in from three directions, making it a perfect semi-private place to study or sleep.

Or to hide out with Yuta, whose hand is firm on your thigh as soon as he follows you into the booth.

"I was kinda flattered, you know, when I figured out who you were," he says. "Someone cute as you chasing me down."

"Sorry I didn't just do it outright. Wasted a ton of time," you reply.

Yangyang passes by, then, his work apron slung over his shoulder. He throws something at you, that bounces off the table and onto the floor.

"Don't get arrested," he says, before he disappears out the door and into the night.

Yuta ducks under the table to retrieve the projectile, and he comes up laughing.

"Little fucker," he says fondly.

It's a condom.

"Are we gonna need that tonight?" you ask.

"Unless you wanna go raw," Yuta says, far too loudly for the public place you're in.

There's nobody close by, though. Maybe a couple people studying across the room, out of sight from your vantage point inside the little cocoon of your booth. But it's definitely still public. That's also not what you'd meant, but you know, he has a point.

"Maybe not the first time," you reply.

"That implies there's gonna be more times."

"If this one goes well, there might be."

Yuta laughs again, the picture of easy grace. "I like you. You're fun."

"We haven't even started yet," you say.

He lays down, then, back meeting the durable fabric of the bench seat and arms folded under his head. "Get started, then."

You look down at him from the next seat, appraising. He's on the bench directly behind the table, so that any passersby probably wouldn't see him at first glance. But anyone who approached would, most definitely. Not that there's anyone passing by...

"Here?"

"Unless you really don't want to," Yuta says. "Which is cool. But hey, no time like the present."

You have to take a second and think about it. Messing around with Yuta, here? In front of a potential audience of other students, sitting just across the room? It makes your stomach churn with anticipation, but not, you think, in a negative way.

This is exactly what Yuta wants, you realize. He wants to do it here, he wants the risk of someone seeing. Vain motherfucker that he is.

Well, there's a first time for everything, huh?

You go for his belt before your nerve leaves you. "Can I-?"

"Of course."

It's a thrill but not a surprise to find that Yuta's hard already. If he's as into this on principle as you think he is, he's probably been hard this whole time. You wrap your hand around him, hesitating, and he notices.

"Nervous?"

"A little," you admit, "I've never..."

"I'll stay down here. You can take a ride, for a sec, get into it," he suggests.

That's how you find yourself sitting sidesaddle on Yuta's lap. Your book is open on the table as if you're studying, your feet on the floor, your pants shimmied down your thighs just enough (hell of a day to wear pants), cock buried inside you, pretending you're sitting on a normal old bench and fucking sweating through it.

Yuta had slipped the condom on and slipped you on right after. It's been nearly ten minutes, and you're...it's...

"Not enough," you whine.

"Sweetheart, if we switch it up," he says, patronizing and dark and delicious, "Then people will definitely see."

As if to prove his point, the far door opens and a few voices trail into the student lounge, people talking softly. They stop somewhere out of view, you hear chairs scraping as they settle at a table, but the thrill of it isn't any less present. If they came just a little bit closer, to sit at any of the half-dozen tables in full view of yours...

But Yuta is throbbing inside you, hot and perfect and not nearly enough.

You move off him, to the side, and you tug at his shoulder until he sits up, smirking at you. Only a little prodding has him sitting properly on the bench, so you can scramble into his lap facing him. Any illusion of normalcy is gone, like this, the table's edge digging into your back as you scoot it away to make more room for yourself, well and truly wrapped around Yuta.

You can barely get out the words, as you line him up and press down on him again.

"Let 'em see."

[kdyism]

imagine nakamoto yuta being in love with you, but you don't know him and he is afraid of the feelings he harbours for you. your radiant smile and sparkly eyes; whenever they meet his gaze his chest feels like it's in a clutch, heart drumming the beat of love and skin turmoil in the heat. every day his conversation with you is a courtesy to leave the awkwardness behind mostly customer service on your side, he wants something more private, more personal, maybe even intimate and wholly you but he thinks he looks scary, unapproachable and dull beside the ray of eternal sunshine that is in form; you. “welcome back,” words that never had any weight pulls his heart down, butterflies that surplus his breathing and his frown is almost permanent. “come back again!” when you say that, he knows, it's just customer service but it makes his heart palpitate and of course, he always comes back because yuta is in love with the barista at his local café and he is afraid that your eternal sunshine is too aflame beside his persistent winter. it takes him his all to pluck up the courage to accept the warmth you offer in form of your digits on his coffee cup, a heart beside your name and are you free this weekend? written so playfully melting the frozen walls of his desire to be all yours.

23:49 PM yuta: yes. i am free

01: 40 AM you: it took you a whole week lol to text me

01:40 AM you: i was starting to think you didn't have a crush on me

yuta is typing...

[smileyerim]

18+ ONLY

KEY

albums➟ series

EP's➟ two/threeshots

singles➟ oneshots

demos➟ drabbles (under 2k words)

♡ = my favorites!

NCT 127

➟  Mark Lee

demos

♡ Want You Back ⁂ fluff, suggestive ; 1.2k [exes to lovers, part of thehalf baked storiesseries]

(latest!) I Think I’m In Love With You (I Am!) ⁂ fluff ; 800 [fashion designer!mark x model!reader]

singles

Glitter & Crimson ⁂ fluff and angst ; 6k [idol!mark, idol!reader, exes to lovers

➟  Jeong Jaehyun

demos

 ♡ Sore Loser ⁂ fluff, suggestive ; 1.5k [first date, part of the half baked stories series]

Maybe I’m Jealous ⁂ fluff ; 1.2k [college best friends to lovers, part of the half baked stories series]

♡ In Hell There’s Heaven ⁂ angst ; 1.1k [breaking up, cheating, 2nd pov but jaehyun centric, part of the half baked stories series]

➟ Johnny Suh

singles

Blacklisted ⁂ smut ; 3.5k [exes to lovers, frat boy au, y/n is wild]

➟ Lee Haechan

demos

Can’t Help Myself ⁂ angst and fluff ; 1.2k [best friends to lovers, open ended, happy ending]

➟ Nakamoto Yuta

demos

Feeling Brand New ⁂ suggestive ; 1.3k [rave boyfriend! yuta shows you something new. read warnings!]

➟ Lee Taeyong

singles

What We Could’ve Been ⁂ fluff, angst ; 5.1k [enemies to lovers slow burn]

Stray Kids

➟ Bang Chan

demos

Honey I Need You Around ⁂ smut ; 1.8k [rewrite of The Spins, one year anniversary special!]

singles

♡ The Spins ⁂ smut ; 8k [fratboy!chan, university!AU, homie hopper!Y/N]

♡ I Don’t Care What We Are It Just Has To Work ⁂ bittersweet angst ; 2.9k [idol!chan x Hannah’s roommate!reader, long distance situationship]

EP’s

➟ Yang Jeongin

demos

I Think He Knows ⁂ fluff ; 600 [coffee shop!AU, barista!jeongin, hopeless romantic!Y/N]

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Mark Lee | Masterlist

+NCT FULL MASTERLIST+

🌻- Fluff  ☔️ - Angst  💋 - Smut

Full Length Fics

Cold Feet ☔️

Freak 💋

Psycho ☔️

Can’t Touch This 💋

Bite the Bullet ☔️

Baby Don’t Like It 💋

Kiss the Bottle ���

Bad Bunny 💋

Hot Stuff 💋

All I See Is Blue Part 1 | Part 2 ☔️

Birthday Suit 🌻

Daddy Material 🌻

Get Lucky 💋

Stolen Kisses ☔️

Shower Thoughts 🌻

Morning Glow (feat. Nakamoto Yuta) 💋

Girl I Got Your Lovin’ On Repeat 🌻

Breaking Point Part 1 | Part 2 ☔️

Late Night Adventure 🌻

Afterparty 💋

Baby It’s Cold Outside 🌻

Timestamps 

[7:13 PM] Siren 💋

[3:20 PM] Barista 🌻

[5:37 PM] Kiss With A Fist 💋

[8.23 PM] Princess 🌻

[9.15 AM] Cherry 💋

[10.22 PM] Hopeless Romantic 🌻

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please do not plagiarize or copy. all ideas, concepts, etc. were made by me! any similarities between my fics and others are purely coincidental. you can find the drafts here.

reader’s guide

✎ - ongoing ✓ - finished ☁ - fluff ☽ - smut ☂ - angst

JOHNNY SUH

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LEE TAEYONG

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NAKAMOTO YUTA

forte | ☂      after years of putting up with your immoral affairs, yuta finally has enough.

QIAN KUN

strawberries & champagne (i / ii) | ☁, ☽, ☂      love is the only luxury qian kun can’t afford. but when he meets a prostitute by chance, he may give her all he has if the price is right. (teaser) part of the 90′s love collab.

KIM DONGYOUNG

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TEN LEE

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JUNG JAEHYUN

to paint a lover | ☁, ☽, ☂     as the oldest daughter of a high esteemed noble, your duty is to marry rich and continue the family bloodline. but you were never one for the status quo, and neither is the painter who only entered your life to stir up trouble. (teaser) part of the remember me for centuries collab.

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KIM JUNGWOO

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MARK LEE

i’m fluent in your love language | ☁, ☂     mark lee is anything but dumb. but he sure does pretend to be when he finds out his crush is the new foreign language tutor. will he finally be able to sweep her off her feet after all these years? part of the heart is the goal series.

XIAO DEJUN

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WONG KUNHANG

stars of blue | ☁      kind, talented, and quiet—kunhang is a boy that everyone knows of but doesn’t really know. but when he meets a girl who holds the stars in her eyes and a book in her hands, he might just reveal himself. (teaser) part of the of witchcraft and wizardy collab.

watch me burn | ☂     old habits die hard and who are you to deny that fact? as a young adult full of tricks up your sleeve, you are faced with a life full of opportunities many would kill for. but there is only one thing you want to do: burn. (teaser) part of the stuck in the simulation collab.

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HUANG RENJUN

garden song | ☁      you love renjun. but you have never told him. renjun loves you. and he now has the chance to tell you.

one step at a time | ☁     being an a-student and a varsity athlete is a lot to juggle, yet renjun seems to do it with ease. his trick? learn how to take it easy. being an a-student and the secretary for the student council is a lot to juggle, and you are drowning. could renjun be the key to helping you find your footing? part of the heart is the goal series.

to the end | ☂     you and renjun have been bonded for years, vowed to keep the other safe. but when monsters of old prove to be more than myth, you and renjun must put your lives on the line to protect the innocent, even if it means the loss of the one you love most. (teaser) part of the red (reader’s version) collab.

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LEE JENO

don’t you dare kick my art | ☁, ☂     art is easy. or so jeno thought. as someone who only truly finds joy kicking and chasing a ball up and down a field, he can’t find peace sitting and mixing paint. so what does he do instead? well, he picks on you—the girl who makes his heart do somersaults and fills his world with colors other than green, white, and black. part of the heart is the goal series.

LEE DONGHYUCK

sunsets, picnics, and energy drinks | ☁     you only know donghyuck as the boy who plays soccer, always sleeps in literature class, and never pays attention in anatomy. meanwhile, donghyuck knows little to nothing about you. but he does know one thing: you stole his heart and he doesn’t want it back. part of the heart is the goal series.

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NA JAEMIN

froth hearts & baristas | ☁      ever since you found out about a small coffee shop near your dorm, you’ve gone there every day to study. it didn’t take long for one particular barista to catch your eye, but what you didn’t know is that you caught his eye as well.

stick to me like glue | ☁     the first time you delivered a message to the head coach, you caught jaemin’s eye. now, you can’t seem to shake him: he always walks you to class, sends you texts to remind you to eat and drink, and most importantly, never leaves your side when life gets too overwhelming. who would have guessed that you soon find yourself wishing for him to never leave? part of the heart is the goal series.

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LIU YANGYANG

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OSAKI SHOTARO

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JUNG SUNGCHAN

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ZHONG CHENLE

safe & sound (i / ii) | ☂     after the second rebellion, an unsuccessful attempt to overthrow panem’s government, the districts are once again subject to the notorious hunger games. except, this time, the games have been given a little twist. now faced with the possibility of having two victors from the same district return home, two district 7 tributes are forced to overcome their life-long rivalry to make it out in one piece. (teaser) part of the game of survival collab.

i hope you eat dirt | ☁, ☂     despite being a soccer player, chenle doesn’t understand the appeal of running laps for fun. he also doesn’t see the appeal of the new runner, who makes everyone else eat dirt. but after she outruns him and the rest of the soccer team in gym class, chenle is determined to put her back in her place. part of the heart is the goal series.

PARK JISUNG

two peas in a pod | ☁     jisung never goes anywhere without you: you walk to every class together, eat lunch together, even share a bed during sleepovers. so it is no surprise that you are cheering for him on the sidelines during one of his soccer games. but what does come as a surprise is the soccer ball that comes flying and breaks your nose. the culprit? your one and only best friend. part of the heart is the goal series.

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Anti-Romantic, Part 1

(credit to the original owner of the image)

Character | Jaehyun x reader Genre | nonidol!au, Mutual Pining, Slowburn, Fluff WordCount | 3.6 K Author'sNote | lmaoooo the fact that I intended this to be a oneshot type of thing oops. Wellllll, I tried. Most likely to be a two part series, but we'll see.

This is part of a series I intend to call "If Songs were Fics" and this particular one was loosely inspired by TXT's Anti-Romantic bc I'm obsessed. I hope you enjoy reading as much I enjoyed writing it!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

I don't know who loves me

And I don't care, It's a waste anyways

A romantic feeling, Kinda scares me

“Any plans for you birthday next week?”

Jaehyun shakes his head at you, “no, not yet, don’t you have that date with that barista?”

“I’m not sure, he’s been acting weird over text lately. Might not be worth it,” you shrug your shoulders. “Besides, it’s your birthday! You only get one of those a year, we should plan something.”

You were on your way to the gym, a ritual you and Jaehyun had ever since you both found out you worked for the same company. You had been childhood friends, but ended up losing touch since you went to separate universities.

It was a nice surprise to see a friendly face on the first day of orientation and throughout the duration of your training for the next six weeks. Although you were both from different departments, you enjoyed taking your lunch breaks together and sharing small gossip about your old class-mates.

“ugh, don’t remind me,” he let’s out a long sigh, “every year, it seems like my family won’t stop pestering me about starting a family.”

“What’s so wrong about that?”

“Nothing, just not for me. Or at least not yet. I don’t think I’m the type to settle down,” he shrugs again as if it were no big deal.

You gasp, “how could you say that? I’ve seen your insta account. It’s got your cousin’s kids all over it!” You stop to take a good look at him as he holds the door of the gym open for you. “Back in school too, you used to tutor those elementary kids for volunteering hours. Even when you didn’t need them. You’ve always liked kids.”

“That’s different…”

“Right. Totally different things. Got it,” you roll your eyes. This wasn’t the first time he mentioned not wanting to settle down. At first, you had thought it was because he liked ‘keeping his options open’ like back in high-school. Or, not that you knew for sure, but if the rumors were true then it meant he slept his way around. Apparently, he never slept with someone twice and despite the cold shoulder the other party would get, all you had ever heard were praises. Not that you paid that much attention or anything.

You and Jaehyun had the same circle of friends, but despite that, he had never made any advances towards you. You’d be lying if that didn’t bother you at least once or twice. You just assumed that he didn’t want to make the friendship awkward or mess with the friend dynamics of your group. Which was why your crush on him in junior high ended as soon as you got to high-school.

You ended up going on dates with other people, but nothing that kept your interest. Nothing that compared to how you felt around him. Not that he seemed to think the same, so you tried your best to stay the good friend you always have been. You didn’t want to push something he clearly didn’t want; not that it didn’t hurt any less. Throughout the years it’s become bearable, at least. Almost like a painful habit.

You check in and head to the locker rooms to change. His nonchalance about the subject had always puzzled you. You’d seen first hand how all the female coworkers seemed to sway their hips as they walked by him, how some would pop a blouse button more than usual when around him, and you swore no one else was getting that much help throughout training more than him. He was handsome and a gentleman, that much was painfully obvious.

You meet him outside by the water fountain, “ready for warm-up?” he guides your way to the treadmills.

“When’s the last time you dated?”

You would have laughed if you weren’t so shocked to see him trip from the corner of your eye. “why the sudden curiosity?” He finally responds.

“Not sudden, I’d always wondered.” You defended. “You’re good looking and you’re very…I mean, you live on your own and have your own car. You have good relations with your family AND you’re good with kids. So, what is it?” You hadn’t realized how troubling you thought it all was. But now that you started digging you couldn’t stop.

“I just—” you pause, “it doesn’t make sense.”

You hear him chuckle, “you might wanna slow down before you pull something.” You look down and realize that your pace had gone from a relaxed jog to a borderline run during your rant. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to psychoanalyze your only friend in the city.

“Well, I just don’t know how to let people in. It’s just that.” He finally responds. “I love kids, but I don’t know or think I’d be a good partner.” He slows down before stopping, ending the conversation. He waves you off with an easy smile as you stay running.

Huh, maybe you pushed him too far. Your eyes can’t help but follow him around the gym.

Sweet and bitter chocolate, The taste at the end is always the same

Like the saddest movies, Only tears in my eyes

Your hands were sweaty the entire morning, anticipating your lunch time. It was his birthday today, and while you hadn’t made any concrete plans you ended up agreeing to go over to his place after work. Your gym bag was ready with snacks and comfy clothes to stay over. You remembered him saying he was excited to watch that new Marvel movie that had recently come out so you had bought it online to stream it at his place as a surprise. But what had you nervous was the small heart shaped box sitting in your purse. You didn’t know what possessed you to buy it but you had immediately thought of Jae when you passed by it at the mall. You remember vaguely mentioning that it was a special occasion to the sales lady (as in, his birthday), but she must have thought it was your significant other rather than friend because she changed the box to the red velvet shaped one while giving you a wink. In her defense, you could have protested but…why didn’t you?

You hear a knock on your door, “hey little miss sunshine.” Ah, Nakamoto, this couldn’t be good news. He was only sickly sweet to you when he needed a favor.

“What do you want?” you deadpan. He only laughs as he makes himself comfortable in your office. “Well, nothing in particular. Can’t stop by and see how you’re doing?” he feigns hurt.

“Right—the last time you ‘came by’ you left me working over-time through the weekend,” You sigh, “so what is it this time? Missed meeting? Late proposal?” To be fair, your supervisor WAS overworked sometimes. And since you were the only worker under him, it was normal for him to sometimes share some of the load with you.

He smiles at you, “nope. Just have a proposal for you. I know you’ve been working hard these past few months and I’ve been really impressed by your work ethic.” He stands and moves closer to your desk, “And I thought some sort of reward was in order, as well as celebration.” Ok, now you’re confused. You were ok with the reward part, it usually came in the form of a gift card to your favorite coffee shop, but celebration?

“Why would we celebrate? Did I miss something?”

“Not yet, but I did recommend you to the partner position with me. And I wanted to be the first to tell you that the boss approved it earlier today. So, what do ya say? Dinner on me?” he extends his hand out to you and wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

Oh.

Shit! You were hoping this would happen eventually, moving up from the entry-level position you had. But you had never thought it would be this fast. “Oh my gosh, are you serious?” You give him your hand and he shakes it in mock salute.

“Of course, some people will come by to move your computer to the office next to mine. You start Monday!” he winks, “So, wanna go to that new rooftop restaurant? This is a once in a life-time ticket, so you best say yes.”

But your dinner with Jae…He’ll understand, right? He has to. It’s not like he seemed that excited about it anyway. And you could always spend the day together tomorrow, too. It would be pretty rude to turn down Yuta after he pulled some strings for you…

You smile at him, “Thank you Mr. Nakamoto, I won’t let you down as a partner. Yeah, dinner sounds great. Wanna meet there?”

You sit down on the small table, now nervous for other reasons.

Jae sits opposite of you, a small smile on his face. “Hey you,” he greets.

“hey…” you start, “I hate to change plans so suddenly, but…” crap, you feel really shitty. But you really were between a rock and a hard place.

“everything ok?”

“yeah, no. I actually just got promoted,” you start.

“You did? That’s awesome! So fast, too. Wow—but shouldn’t you be more enthusiastic about it?” he chuckles.

“I am, just—my old supervisor wanted to go to dinner to celebrate. And I don’t think I could say no after helping me out like that.”

“I mean, did you want to skip it or?” Now he’s confused.

“Well, he wanted to go out tonight since I start Monday and today’s Friday…I don’t think I can come over tonight,” you explain.

Realization crosses his features before he gives a small smile. “Don’t worry about it, you’re fine. And he’s treating you! You don’t know when the next time he offers might be,” he continues, “we can celebrate another day anyway.”

“Are you sure?” now you feel like shit.

“Of course I’m sure.”

For the rest of the lunch, a thick silence settles before he excuses himself back to work.

Jaehyun knew this was coming. Nothing ever went his way; it’s why he kept everyone at a distance from his heart. But he was weak when it came to you. This game of push and pull was bound to keep happening, and it only brought him that all familiar foul taste in his mouth.

I know, that sweet love song, Those words of promise

When you turn around, It's just an unfamiliar someone

It was why he decided to go else-where for university, instead of joining you and some of your friends to the one closest to home. He chose to go across the globe—far, far away from the curse of you.

It had started on a windy day, back when you were 4 and new to the town he grew up in. Jaehyun didn’t want to leave his mother’s arms, he didn’t like the thought of being with strangers until later in the day even if his mom promised that she would be back. A little girl with jean overalls like his came up to him and his mom, “why are you crying?”

“I am not!” he sniffed. He didn’t need to make new friends like his mom was trying to tell him. All he needed was to go back home. You took out something from your pocket and showed it to him, “look, my mom said I could give one to my first friend. She said it was sharing. Want one?”

In her little palm, were two kiss chocolates. “You’re not my friend,” he grumbled, “I don’t know your name.” At that, you giggled, “I’m Y/N!” you took his hand and placed a chocolate there, “there, now we’re officially friends.”

“See, Jae? You can spend some time with Y/N and have fun. Before you know it, I’ll be back,” she promised.

“Yeah, Jae! Come play blocks with me, and then we can try the coloring.” You held his hand as you led him deeper into the classroom. Just like that, Jae began to feel a little warmth in his chest. He didn’t mind that his favorite thing to do was play tag outside or that he wasn’t really good at coloring inside lines yet. But that didn’t matter to him. As long as he had this one friend around, he was content.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I want to run far away

My heart that already chases after you, Blazes up as a small flame

Looking back at it now, it was a little funny. All it took to let you in back then was a simple chocolate kiss and your little sticky hand in his leading the way. You were always larger than life to him, sometimes he forgot that you were just as human as him.

As you two continued to grow, nothing seemed to change your friendship. But he knew that the depth of his feelings wasn’t mutual. It was in the way that you brought a lot different people together and decided to call it your family. Another of your friends, Jungwoo, liked to joke that you collected introverts for fun. To Jaehyun, it was more likely that you just didn’t see the fun in leaving people out. You were charming and passionate. Traits he wished he had. Your empathetic nature and gentle disposition were all that Jaehyun needed, even if he wasn’t the only recipient.

Once you guys started to hit puberty, things started to feel rocky. Jaehyun couldn’t help but physically distance himself from you, his ears were always red-hot. You had always been pretty to Jaehyun, but you were starting to become really beautiful. And if the boy’s locker rooms’ talk were anything to go by, then other people were definitely starting to realize “what a great catch” you were.

It really pissed him off. Who were they to say things as if all you were was a piece of meat? It disgusted him. But what disgusted him more was the fact that sometimes, he couldn’t help but also feel the way your body felt in his when you hugged in greeting. He hated the way his body reacted to everything you did.

He first messed around with a senior girl back when he was a sophomore, Sooyoung. She was leaving and he couldn’t take it anymore. Your boyfriend was a piece of trash and he was tired of hearing the way he would share what Jae considered to be intimate moments that had no business being public. But you seemed so happy… that next game, Jae stole the ball from him and scored on his own. Even if it cost him a three hour lecture from the coach, he would do it again. Fuck being a team, that guy was an asshole.

What he hadn’t planned on was liking messing around. He would never admit it, but the reason he couldn’t commit was because he couldn’t get rid of that small grain of hope that glowed in his chest every time you stared at him longer than would be deemed normal. It wasn’t often, but he knew he wasn’t seeing things. So, he succumbed to the cycle of push-and-pull that you guys had going on.

Jaehyun wasn’t blind, he knew that your work definitely spoke of your professionalism, but he’s also seen the way Nakamoto stared after you. Of the way his hand would often touch your waist when walking together. Even now, as he hears you apologize through the phone again as you get ready for your “date” with him he can’t help this heart feel heavy with anger. Anger at himself, for letting you slip away once more. He usually hopes for nothing but the best for you, but this time, he wishes you had an awful dinner.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I don't believe in romance

I'm afraid that after burning my whole heart, It will only leave behind ashes

Throughout the entire dinner, you can’t seem to get Jae out of your mind. It keeps you from enjoying the delicious food, keeps you from keeping your usual banter with Nakamoto.

You’re about to call it a night and thank Nakamoto for inviting you out when he beats you to it, “damn, I was hoping this might be a good break from the usual overtime we do, but something tells me your mind has been elsewhere,” he offers good naturedly, “I know it’s valentine’s, so maybe this is why we feel so awkward, right?”.

You grimace a bit at that, “ah—I’m sorry. I really am grateful for the way you look after me in the company and I’m also thankful for this lovely dinner,” you stop a bit, afraid you might offend him, “I agreed to come out tonight, so no need to feel awkward.” You offer a smile.

“Alright then. I guess you already have your sights on someone?” he prods. Should you be honest? There was no rule against dating outside your department, and you were pretty sure your new boss’s wife also worked within the company. “…I do. But I’m pretty sure they don’t feel the same way. It’s been so long since we’ve known each other. Surely if something were to have happened, it would have by now.” You were loosening up, definitely the wine’s fault.

Nakamoto sighs at that, “damn, and here I thought I could woo you after this,” he winks jokingly but you laugh him off. You knew he didn’t care for you that way. “I really hope you’re talking about the guy you always eat lunch with. I swear everyone thought you guys were married when you were released from training.”

“What?! No, I—we’ve been friends since we were children—”

“Aha! So it was him then,” he smirks. “Good.”

You groan, “Please, no.”

“What, it’s not him? You sure about that?”

“I will neither confirm nor deny that statement,” you groan. Why were you discussing your love life? You push the wine away and take a sip of your water.

“Hmm. That’s too bad. Could have sworn that guy was after you.” He stands up. “But fine, I’ll stop prodding.”

You sigh in relief—“for now.” You groan. “What do you even mean by that? You don’t even know him. Or me, or at least personally at least.”

“Mmm, I don’t have to. Some things you just know. Like how he wishes I was six feet under every time we run across him at work,” he sobers up at that. “He seemed like a cool dude, but his glare isn’t too friendly. I don’t know how you fell for that.”

You scoff, “just because someone has a resting bitch face doesn’t mean they’re a bad person.”

You both make your way to the underground parking. “You’re right, it just makes them unapproachable. Is that why you won’t confess?” His genuine tone rubs you the wrong way, you don’t need be given false hope.

“Stop it, you said you would drop it,” you frown, “Anyways, thank you for the food boss—”

“—not your boss anymore. Just call me Yuta, we’re partners now.”

“Aren’t you two years older than me?”

“And?”

You shrug at that, “well, thanks Yuta. For the food, not for the interrogation.” He chuckles at that, nodding while pulling out his car keys. “see you Monday!” he waves you off.

You sigh as you get home. It wasn’t as late as you thought it was, only a few minutes past nine. You really wanted to see him. Would he be busy?

You fish out your phone and dial his number before chickening out.

“Hello?”

“Jae! It’s me. Are you busy right now?” your heartbeat is pounding so loud, you’re scared he could hear it on the other end. “Right now?” you hear shuffling on the other end, “no, I was just reading that book Jungwoo sent me. Might have dozed off a bit into it but don’t tell him I said that,” he chuckles.

“Why, is everything ok? It’s still early, did you end dinner that fast?”

“Oh, Yuta and I called it a night pretty early. Too many couples were out and about and it got a bit awkward,” you explained.

“Yuta?”

“Ah, yes. Yuta Nakamoto, but now that we’re associates, he said it would be better to address him less formally.” You waive him off, “actually, I was wondering—if it’s not too late, can I still come over? If not, that’s cool. We can still hang out tomorrow, but your birthday is today and I thought—”

He laughs at your rambles, “of course you can come over, you know you don’t have to ask. How many times have I told you that?”

“Ok, ok. Just checking,” you still had your comfy change of clothes in your car, so you opt to save those for tomorrow and change into something causal for tonight.

“Do you want me to go get you? We can get ice cream on the way, hopefully they don’t close early.”

“Sounds like a plan then,” curse your heart for melting at everything he says.

“Alright, give me 15 and I’ll be there.” He hangs up.

You look at your bag, resting on your sofa and you sigh. The entire night, it’s almost as if you could feel the weight of his gift weighing it down. Yuta is known for being very observant, it’s why he was so good at his job. Closing deals and making contracts in advertisement. Would he be right about this? You know you desperately wish he was, but is it worth risking your best friend?

EndNote | Woooow, that was a longass ride. Let me know if you liked it or if there are other typos I missed! Or just to let me know what you thought, that would be much appreciated. I'm thinking of finishing it by Sunday 6/13, so hopefully the next part is up by then. Until then!

Here's Part 2!

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masterlist <3

NCT DREAM

Mark Lee

when the doorbell rings

Huang Renjun

7:30am

Lee Jeno

barista

over it

Lee Donghyuck

coming soon..

Na Jaemin

coming soon...

Osaki Shotaro

coming soon...

Jeong Sungchan

coming soon...

Zhong Chenle

coming soon...

Park Jisung:

coming soon...

NCT 127

Moon Taeil

coming soon...

Lee Taeyong

coming soon...

Suh Johnny

coming soon...

Nakamoto Yuta

coming soon...

Kim Doyoung

coming soon...

Jeong Jaehyun

chocolate vanilla

Kim Jungwoo

coming soon...

WAYV

Qian Kun

coming soon...

Ten Lee

coming soon...

Dong Sicheng

coming soon...

Wong Lucas

coming soon...

Xiao Dejun

coming soon...

Wong Guanheng

coming soon...

Liu Yangyang

coming soon...

y'all i only wrote like 4 stories uydthdhfxfdyf BYE

[sainz-zayn]

Flashlight | N. Yuta

Warnings: Swearing.

Word Count: 1k

Requested: Yes | Anon

Disclaimer:  All Characters and events in this story even those based on real people are entirely fictional.

Remembering the time he helped you in the middle of the pouring rain at your lowest time, remembering the time he lifted you up when you needed someone the most. He`s the one who helped you to get through those times, introducing you to his worst and darkest life giving knowledge about the things you didn`t know. He`s the guy everyone warns you about until the day he leaves you without goodbyes, avoids you without knowing the reason.

-When tomorrow comes I'll be on my own. Feeling frightened of The things that I don't know.

Passing by the same coffee shop where you get to see him every day but today, you see no glimpse of him in every corner you try to look at. Reminiscing the times you get to hear his laugh, get to see his smile, and his good. Entering the coffee shop ordering your favorite drink to your barista friend, greeted by Jaemin`s bright smile also one of Yuta`s friends.

Sitting at one of the spots that are close to the big window where you can see the people outside and the gloomy sky while the rain pours along with the scent of coffee`s being made. Waiting for your coffee to arrive, sighing at the sight of raindrops slipping through the glass outside. Is this the journey of you? is this the way for you and Yuta?

And though the road is long I look up to the sky and in the dark I found, I lost hope that I won't fly.

Handing you the cup of coffee you take it and take a sip. The taste that you will never forget, just like him because you can never forget Yuta Nakamoto. The friend that you fell for months ago.

"Thank you Jaem... Y- Yuta?" looking up at the person it isn`t Jaemin but the man that you love. Stuttering his name, almost standing up from your seat to hug him but his expressionless face prevents you from doing so. He`s now again in front of you, now sitting right in front of your eyes. Just like the day, he brings you to this coffee shop.

"It`s nice seeing you again Y/n, How have you been?" He knows himself pretty much that you`re always checking on him every day to this place. He`s scared that`s why he let go. He doesn`t want to risk your friendship so he tried to be selfish like everyone sees him as.

"I-I`m okay, how about you? where have you been?" noticing the single tears that slip off your eyes, quickly looking away to wipe them with a smile.

"I`m doing okay too I guess? look, I... Uhm I need to go" he quickly stands up. You have never seen him acts like that before towards you. You watch as he leaves while you follow him outside not caring if you get soak because you can`t miss another chance again.

"Why did you follow me!? are you nuts!? you might get sick now go back there" Yuta exclaims while both of you stand in the middle of the pouring rain getting soak just like a Déjà vu.

"I miss you! only you Yuta! why are you always trying to run away!?" he doesn`t know what to say, but the only thing he knows is he let go because he fell for you. Walking to your crying figure, meeting his eyes that cage your love towards him.

-I got all I need when I got you and I, I look around me, and see a sweet life

"Y/n, there`s no reason to miss me. Hell, I don`t even know my worth because you know why!? my life is so fucked up that if I let you in you will only get hurt! that`s what I`m scared of because I fucking love you!" Letting out those words that he keeps to himself for months, he never imagines that he will shed tears for you.

"I- I love you too, ever since that day it was you and will always be you" your body touching his, pushing his chest weakly while he stands there, letting you cry your heart out.

"There`s nothing to love about me, I`m not the one you should love" he grips both of your wrists preventing you from pushing his chest.

"Nothing? In your darkness I found hopes, in your arms I found comfort, and I found safety in your danger. Now, tell me what`s nothing to love about you? fucking coward" you grab his collar and crash your lips to his, your hands going to his wet hair before pulling away.

-I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight you're getting me, getting me through the night

"I`m sorry for leaving you, you know that I love you right?" you nodded at his words while he flashes you his smile that you miss the most.

"and you know that you`re worth it right? there`s so much to love about you Yuta and I hope you see that" resting your head to his chest, standing there with wet clothes but you could care less as long as you`re in Yuta`s arms.

"I`m so lucky to have you. Now, you have no way out of here" he points at his heart making you smile brightly.

"Okay, Nakamoto Yuta please smile" you poke his cheeks playfully while you get daze in his loving eyes. There`s something about him that you can`t let go of. He`s always there for you at your lowest and now it`s your turn to be by his side no matter what the situation is because that`s how you love and that`s how love works for you.

"What do I do without you Y/n? I love you so much" Pulling you for a kiss one more time, not caring what anyone will say cause what matters to him is you. Smiling in between the kiss.

-Kick start my heart when you shine it in my eyes I can't lie, it's a sweet life

[wonjeonwrites]

NAKAMOTO YUTA

tame ; fratboy!Yuta x englishmajor!reader

mummy ; model!Yuta x singlemom!femreader

NA JAEMIN

phases ; barista!Jaemin x englishmajor!femreader

[saturnznct]

➸ all nct masterlists

➸ nct 127

their child gets a bad grade (eunbi, jude, akane, alissa, kyungmin, jaesang, lucas, dalgun)

➸ nct dream

you feeling insecure while pregnant

➸ wayv

nothing yet!

➸ misc

00 line meet their daughters (jinghua, moonbyeol, kyungah, chaeyeon, julia & saori)

➸ johnny suh

realising you’re pregnant with jude

johnny’s family with jude, verity, katie & connor

johnny’s communication centre with jude

pregnancy with jude

johnny’s communication centre with connor

johnny wants another baby with jude

insta posts📸 with jude, verity & katie

adopting a dog as a family

➸ lee taeyong

[23:21]

eunbi’s first word

insta posts📸 with eunbi, eunwoo & eunhang

➸ nakamoto yuta

day alone with akane

morning sickness with akane & kaede

yuta meets kaede

insta posts📸 with akane, kaede & eito

➸ qian kun

visiting kun at practice with li-wei

your daughter is sick with li-wei

insta posts📸 with li-wei

➸ kim doyoung

doyoung’s family with byungchul, deoksu & kyungmin

insta posts📸 with byungchul, deoksu & kyungmin

➸ ten

charlie’s birth

insta posts📸 with charlie, kyla, maddie & lennon

➸ jung jaehyun

23:37 with ahyoung & areum

the o word with ahyoung (amelia) & areum (alissa)

alissa’s first word

mornings with the twins with amelia & alissa

finding out that you’re having twins

01:37pm with ahyoung & areum

insta posts📸 with amelia, alissa and josh

➸ dong sicheng

getting mei ready for bed

insta posts📸 with guoliang, guowei & mei

➸ kim jungwoo

adopting jaesang

insta posts📸 with jaesang & jaesung

➸ wong yukhei

stretch with mei-xing

➸ mark lee

01:28

7:21am with maeve

unexpected (lucas’ birth)

part 2

[2:44]

the guys meeting maeve

christmas week off with lucas, noah & maeve

lucas has a nightmare

always with noah

your birthday with lucas, noah & maeve

insta posts📸 with lucas, noah & maeve

being protective over maeve

➸ xiao dejun

insta posts📸 with liena & kuaiha

➸ wong kunhang

happy birthday with jiayi and chenguang

insta posts📸 with jiayi, chenguang & eumeh

➸ huang renjun

finding out you’re pregnant with tengfei

day alone with jinghua

how he acts during your pregnancy with tengfei

tengfei & bojing meet jinghua

jinghua does renjun’s hair

insta posts📸 with tengfei, bojing & jinghua

➸ lee jeno

22:57

telling jeno you’re pregnant with moonbyeol

the members meet moonbyeol for the first time

jeno does moonbyeol’s hair

jeno’s family with moonbyeol & sanghoon

jeno comforting moonbyeol

insta posts📸 with moonbyeol & sanghoon

➸ lee donghyuck

love you the same with kyungah and sunhee

home to you

you go into labour with dalgun

finding out you’re pregnant with dalgun

stepdad!haechan

teaching sunhee to sing

insta posts📸 with dalgun, kyungah & sunhee

➸ na jaemin

🌈 secret series masterlist

in which you have a life altering secret.

we did well (kyungah & yewon playdate)

barista!jaemin

he goes on tour with(out) chaeyeon

insta posts📸 with chaeyeon, yewon & jejun

➸ liu yangyang

telling yangyang you’re pregnant with julia

visiting him at a music show with julia

mornings with your daughter with julia

insta posts📸 with julia & finn

daddy daughter time with julia

➸ osaki shotaro

insta posts📸 with saori, sakura & shichiro

➸ jung sungchan

holiday with mira & nayoung

insta posts📸 with mira & nayoung

sungchan’s family with mira & nayoung

➸ zhong chenle

chenle brings caihong to practice

insta posts📸 with caihong & wanglei

➸ park jisung

the future

you’re scared to become a parent

the members meet chunae

insta posts📸 with chunae & bada

[yutahoes]

Mono no Aware

(Part Six)

Intro - One - Two - Three - Four - Five - Six

Mono No Aware, ‘the pathos of things’, a melancholic appreciation of the transiency of existence. That fleeting moment when you realized that something you love is bound to  disappear. Like life.

pairing : grim reaper! Yuta Nakamoto x female doctor! Reader

chapter word count : 1.7k words

chapter genre : fluff, angst

chapter warning : blood, death, cursing, knife

It's been days since Y/N had found out about the grim reaper. Often described as a skeleton in a black hood with a scythe. The personification of death. 

"I don't take souls. I guide them." Those words kept repeating in her mind. Guide them where? Can he do something to stop them from dying? How did he even become a grim reaper? There's a lot of questions she wanted to ask him. Will it be possible to see him again? 

The question was answered when the medics rushed a pregnant woman inside the emergency room. "Inform the Obstetrics department." She told one nurse as she checked the pupils of the woman, no response. "Call Doctor Kim." She told another nurse as she checked the woman's nerves and pulse rate. It's there but weak. 

When Doyoung came to the emergency room, she narrated her observations and he just nodded. He instructed that they will operate on her first before removing the baby. "I'll handle this." Y/N nodded, walking out of the emergency room when she saw him. 

Her first instinct was to glance at the nurses coming in the doors who didn't pay attention to the man. He's here for her soul. "Who?" she asked quietly. 

"Both of them." Her eyes widened in surprise. She cannot let that happen. 

Y/N returned to the emergency room that surprised Doyoung. "Call the Obstetrics Department. Save the baby first." The other doctor called for her but she shook her head. "Doyoung, please." He sighed before nodding that made the nurse run outside. 

The girl heaved a sigh, walking away from the emergency room once again and spotting the grim reaper leaning by the wall. She stood beside him, leaning on the same wall. "Why aren't you inside?" 

"This is not my surgery." She whispered, careful not to attract any attention to her. She bit her thumb as the OB doctor came into the Emergency Room, "I hope they'll be safe." Her phone vibrated, a beep from another patient asking for a doctor's help. "I'll come back. Please, whatever happens, don't leave yet. Wait for me." The guy nodded and she rushed out of the emergency room to attend to another patient. 

Why is this so difficult? She knew they'll both die yet she's powerless. She can't even do anything to save them. Is this how that man feels every time he's meeting a soul? And yet, there are a lot of people on the verge of dying. She can't get too distracted with just a simple case. 

She was transferred from one patient to another, even the head doctor asked for a meeting with her that when she returned to the emergency room, the operation was still ongoing. To her surprise, he was still leaning on the same spot with a glum look on his face. "What happened?" 

"You did well." What? "I have a soul to guide." They died? Then what did she do well? 

And he was gone before she could ask anything. 

The emergency doors opened and an incubator was brought out by the nurse with a tiny person inside. The baby looks alive. What does that mean? Doyoung came out of the operating room, shaking his head. A gasp escaped her throat. Why is she so surprised? She saw this coming.

He squeezed her shoulder in a comforting hold, "But you saved the baby, Y/N." Is that what he meant when he said that she did well? "You did well." 

No, she didn't. She wanted to do better, wanted to do the best. Doing well doesn't save lives, it kills people. 

And she knew, she needed to do her best. 

The coffee shop seemed different now, she's now nervous heading inside unlike other times when she just casually wanted some coffee. The guy manning the counter called for the barista who turned to her. He gave a small smile, before asking the other to switch places. "Hi." He greeted and she smiled timidly. "What are you going to have today?" 

Y/N lightly glanced at the menu but nothing registers in her mind. "What can you suggest? Probably something sweet." 

"Iced Caramel Macchiato?" She nodded and he took a large cup which made her revolt. "It's fine. It's on the house, you might really need it." She thanked him with a smile. "I'll deliver your drink, Barbara Gordon." Y/N grinned. Batgirl. 

She was playing with the napkin on the table when the guy handed her the cup of coffee and a pastry. "I didn't…" 

"It's a lemon cheesecake. It will balance the sweetness of the coffee. It's on me, don't worry." She gave him a timid smile, thanking him silently. "You look bad." Unconsciously, she held her cheeks. Does she? Is it that bad? "Day off?"

She nodded as he sat on the chair opposite her. "Did you send her off well?" 

The guy nodded. "She wanted to thank you for saving her baby." She does? "Is the baby a boy or a girl?" 

"A girl. The dad would always say that she looks exactly like her." He nodded, smiling at her. He has a nice smile. Heartwarming. Unlike the things he does. 

She sipped on her coffee and took a bite of the cheesecake, which she had to note tastes great, just to prevent her mouth from saying the words she wanted to say. He doesn't need to know that. She cannot let him know that. 

But the way he was staring at her made her mind feel at ease. He looks tired. How long has he been a grim reaper? Did he send a lot of souls away? "It must be hard for you seeing souls like that." There. She said it. "Knowing they'll die but you cannot do anything. I thought my job is hard but yours is just…" she stopped to look for the right word but there's only one thing she can think of now. "heartbreaking." 

"I'm used to it by now but that's true, it feels heartbreaking when you can't do anything." He said, crossing his arms while leaning on the chair. "Watching them die makes you feel…"

"Powerless." They both said at the same time. 

She can't believe that she'll feel deep empathy with a grim reaper. They're supposed to be scary but he's different. He feels hopeless, like her.

He leaned closer, elbows on top of the table. "Then let's do this, let's help each other." She raised an eyebrow at that. Help each other? "I can tell you which person is dying and you can help that person. Like what you did to that boy and the baby." 

That seems plausible. They can do that. They had done it before. But what about him? Will nothing happen to him because of this? "Will you be alright though? Your job is to guide them to the afterlife." 

A different expression was shown on his face, his eyes dilated as a soft smile formed on his lips. "I guess I'll have more paperwork. But it's worth it if we can save a person." He claimed. "You'll lessen my job." 

"And you'll lessen my guilt," Y/N whispered, nodding. There's no better way to do it but like this. Maybe they're really meant to meet. "I guess I'm going to work with a grim reaper." 

The guy laughed. A wonderful sound. Like music in her ears. "It's an honor working with you, Miss Doctor." He lent a hand for her to shake. "I'm Yuta, what's your name?" 

She raised an eyebrow at that but shook his hand, nevertheless. "Isn't it bad to give your name to a grim reaper?"

Yuta smiled, nodding at her. "Smart." 

"So how do we do this?" She asked curiously, taking a bite of the cheesecake. He gestured at the teenage girl in her uniform, seated on the corner table. "What about her?" 

"She's been ordering the same Chocolate Frappuccino for days now." She nodded, listening attentively. "When I gave her the order today, it just felt weird. Like something bad will happen." 

Y/N lightly glanced at the girl. There's nothing peculiar about her, she seemed like a normal high school girl. So what might happen to her? And is she really going to die? She's too young. A sigh escaped her lips and she pouted when she returned to her drink, sipping a lot of her coffee. Why do people have to die?

The chimes of the door can be heard as people came inside the door. "I'll return to my job. I'll let you know if something happens." 

She transferred to the seat Yuta was earlier just to spy on the high school girl, making the guy shake his head. It was afternoon when the girl fixed her things and stood up that made Y/N follow her. She was about to go out the door when someone held her wrist, “What are you doing?” Yuta asked. “Are you seriously following her?” 

Y/N nodded. She needed to save her. “You’ll know where to find us, right?” And she was out of the door. Good thing the younger isn’t too far from the shop and she followed her quietly. Everything was fine. She seemed like a typical high school girl going to bookstores and stationery shops or stopping by cute boutiques to stare at the window display. Is Yuta playing with her? Or is it not happening now? 

The girl gave a sharp turn as she casually passed the small alleyway. There were guys, probably two or three, standing on the narrow street. Will it happen here? “Let go of me!” She heard a female voice followed by an echo of maniacal laughter. “Don’t hurt me, please.” 

She doesn’t need medical attention. She needed someone to save her. A superhero. 

Batgirl. Today, she’s batgirl. 

And with a heavy breath, she appeared in front of the guys. “Let go of her!” Where is this confidence coming from? “I’m going to call the cops.” Her eyes widened seeing one guy holding a pocket knife. She’ll get stabbed? A police siren can be heard that startled her, she never called anyone. 

“Nosy brat!” One of the guys claimed from behind her that shocked her. And she felt stinging on her side followed by blood staining her pastel blue shirt. “Unnie!” The high school girl called as she fell to the ground. 

She’s safe, that’s great. 

But fuck, it hurts. 

Maybe that was the reason why she can see the grim reaper. This is her death. 

Seven

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Beyond Lovers || Chp. 24

{More Than Friends Sequel}

Chairman!Jaehyun AU x CEO!Reader AU

Summary: You find yourself falling deeper and deeper in love with the former CEO after overcoming your fear of love. Although there were rough patches, both of you are now stronger than ever. However, you realize that maintaining a relationship and a company at the same time can be very difficult, especially if someone is out to destroy the both of you.

Warning: The vengeance we’ve all been waiting for?

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1 day ago

Drumming his fingers along the smooth leather steering wheel, Yuta kept watch for any movements on the quiet streets. Soon enough, he spotted his arrogant step-cousin drive up to the gate of her house. Quickly, he got out of his car dashing in front of the moving vehicle. The car came to an immediate stop as the screeching of tires can be heard. 

The window to the driver’s seat rolled down and Emily stuck her head out in shock, “Are you fucking crazy?! I could’ve killed you!”

Yuta paid no mind to the risk and gave her a cold smirk, “Why hello my dearest cousin.”

She rolled her eyes, “Don’t ‘hello’ me. I have an important day ahead of me and I have no time to waste by talking to a psychotic sore loser like you.” 

Smiling with his arms crossed, he asked, “And what game did I lose?” 

“Oh don’t act like you don’t know dear Nakamoto. Weren’t you just begging me over text to give up?” She looked into Yuta's eyes with a wicked smile, “Don’t worry I won’t.”

“Emily. Don’t you fucking dare.”

With her arms crossed, she scoffed and looked him dead in the eye, “Who’s going to stop me?”

His arms shot up to grab her arm over the opened window, “Don’t you even-”

“Even what? Take over SM? Are you scared because you know daddy’s going to make me the heir of YG once I take over this shabby company too?”

Yuta let out a sigh and loosened his grip around her arm. “You know what?” He continued with an exhausted voice, “I give up. You’ll never listen anyway. You just do what you want and see what you want. There’s no stopping you anyways. There never was…”

Emily gave him a sly smile at his words as if she won the unspoken war of nerves. That was until he suddenly gave her a cold smile that sent shivers down her entire body. In a chilling tone, Yuta stared at her and warned, “But every action has its consequences my dear cousin.”

Emily feigned indifference and rolled her windows back up, driving into her house driveway.

Yuta watched with pity as she disappeared into the front door. You always put up an act with everyone just to win a petty competition. It’s what your father raised you to be and there’s no way I can change you. Once this is all over, I hope you will learn to truly be yourself without having to worry whether your father will approve or not.

~~~

The building that started it all. You thought to yourself as you stared at the large building in front of you. You’ve seen the SM building countless times, but today felt different. And oddly enough, you don’t hate it. There was a time you’ve walked in with regret, fearing you’ll have to face your feelings for the man you had a one-night stand with. There was also another time you’ve walked in feeling anger and resentment coursing through your body, ready to meet the person who terrorized your boyfriend’s former position. This time, however, you felt none of those negative feelings. You were instead glad to be back as the person who will claim what’s rightfully yours and Jaehyun’s. This building held as much happiness as it did sadness, and you weren’t going to let some ungrateful chick take that away. 

Stepping through the sliding glass doors, you strode in your pointed heels to the lobby desk with Mark by your side. The workers were shocked to see the two of you as you greeted them with a smile. “Wendy, Jisoo. Nice to see you’re still working just as diligently.”

“Y/n… Mark... W-what are you doing here?”

You playfully retorted, “You’re not going to call the security on us are you?”

The two women looked flabbergasted, unsure of whether they should carry out their duty or stay loyal to their former boss’s girlfriend. You chuckled and placed a hand on one of their shoulders. “I’m joking. Lighten up girls!” Taking out your id badge, the girls relaxed their bodies once they saw ‘Conference Attendee’ written on it. You analyzed their behaviors and scoffed, “I don’t know who took away the wit from my front desk girls, but I’ll be sure to bring it back,” you thought for a second as you placed a finger underneath your chin, “in about one hour…” They looked confused by your statement but you simply shared a knowing smile with Mark before scanning your id and passing the heavily-secured entrance.

As soon as you got in the elevator, you and Mark were met with Taeyong and his secretary. Although you have seen him many times, you were still stunned by the power his look held. He dressed in a dark navy blue suit with his hair parted and slicked to the right, much different than when you first met him as a casually dressed barista.

“Mr. Kim, please take the next elevator,” Taeyong firmly told his secretary before the elevator doors closed. 

You chuckled slightly, “You know if anyone else did that, it would be extremely rude. But how do you still sound like a gentleman doing that?”

“It’s because I know how to treat my employees properly, and in return, I gain respect.”

You nodded over dramatically, “Wow. So sexy.”

He laughed and slouched a bit from his previous demeanor, “Ok stop teasing me y/n. You know it’s my job to maintain a serious image.”

Taeyong turned to stare at you oddly as you softly nodded, “What’s got you in such a cheery mood? I know everyone else right now is as nervous as I am.” He gestured towards Mark, “Look at this poor boy. He looks like he’s about to take the SAT without studying at all.” Mark responded with a glare as you laughed.

Tilting your head to the side, you tried to find the right words to explain to him. Taeyong cocked an eyebrow, expectantly waiting for a reply. Letting out a chuckle you asked, “Remember when I told you Emily laced my drink with food poisoning?” 

He crossed his arms and turned toward you, “How can I ever forget? Jaehyun even had her arrested.” You laughed as Taeyong continued with a furrowed eyebrows, “Did the chairman ever find out?”

You scoffed, “If he did, do you think she’ll be able to attend this board meeting?”

Taeyong gave you an “oh right” as he slowly nodded his head. You chuckled and continued, “But that’s even better for us because now we can finally put this battle to its end. I felt so weak and clueless when I first met Jaehyun. I let Emily poison me, threaten my boyfriend, and even let her get in between my relationship. But you, Jaemin, and even Yuta showed me what it can be to stand up for myself. Frankly, I never thought about my future. I just lived according to what my brother wanted. I always thought that would be the only way to not feel like a disappointment. My exact thoughts were: I disappointed my parents and was abandoned, I don’t want my brother to think I’m a disappointment too.”

Your gaze met Taeyong’s and you saw a look of pity. Chuckling, you told him, “You don’t have to look at me like that.” With a genuine smile on your face, you assured, “I’m not the same person I once was. Jaehyun changed my perspective on life. I guess he showed me what it really felt to be strong, to own up to the world.”

Taeyong mirrored your smile, knowing very well that you were more than capable of handling anything. As the elevator doors opened, you gave him an imperturbable look. “Today isn’t any different.” 

~~~

One by one, the shareholders of SM and other crucial directors started to fill the room. A few journalists sat at the side of the packed room, ready to announce to the media anything they find intriguing, or more so, scandalous. A few people gave you odd glances, wondering what NCT’s CEO was doing at SM’s board meeting, especially seated at the very front of the room. You paid no mind to them as you waited for the main characters of today’s show.

Annoyance filled your body as a fuming Emily caught your eye. She marched up to you with anger and looked down at your seated figure, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing here?”

She radiated negative energy and her impulsive statement caught the attention of other directors and even the reporters. You gave her a sly smirk, “Better keep your anger caged missy.” You glanced around the room and left your gaze lingering a second longer on the vigilant journalists then back to Emily. With a hint of mockery, you told her, “It won’t do you anything good to act like a snarling bitch in front of your VIPs, am I right?”

She looked around and saw the glances she was receiving. Taking a deep breath, she glared at you and left. Swallowing her pride, she took a seat at her assigned chair on the opposite side from you. The seat adjacent to hers was empty, waiting for the chairman to claim its place.

A few minutes later, you felt a tap on your shoulder, and you were met with a bright smile. You reciprocate the gesture as Jaemin sits in between you and Taeyong. As the remaining guests filed into the room, you checked your watch: 10 minutes, 20 minutes, to 30 minutes. It’s been exactly half an hour since you sat down and still, the chairman was nowhere to be found. 

You looked at Jaemin and he gave you a slight nod of assurance. Glancing around the room, you can see the people around you were starting to get confused and impatient. However, a smirk appeared on your lips as the door swung open.

One of the directors was about to announce the rescheduling of the meeting but immediately stopped in his tracks. Quickly and nervously, he bowed to the elder and retreated back to his seat. As the chairman announced the start of the meeting through the microphone stand, you saw Emily sit up a little straighter than before. 

“Thank you everyone for being patient with this old man.” He spoke firmly into the mic even as he was joking. The other attendees forced a laugh as he continued. “However, I will make this meeting short and concise.”

“As you all know, rumors have been speculating around the media about SM’s position of chief executive officer. I am here today to tell you that it is true.”

Emily’s eyes lit up as her father finished the statement. You saw her give you a cold smile but you brushed it off, waiting for the rest of his announcement.

“It is true,” the chairman cleared his throat, “that SM will no longer have Nakamoto Yuta as it’s CEO.” 

Whispers and murmurs could be heard from the back as the reporters discussed amongst themselves. The chairman gave you a look of uneasiness as you stared back ushering him to continue with your eyes. 

“However, my daughter, Emily Ahn will not hold the position to this title.” With that announcement, you saw Emily’s shocked gaze at her father as the shareholders and directors started to whisper amongst themselves as well.

The chairman ushered the secretary to turn off the lights as a projector screen lit up the room. “My main goal today is to share with you all the changes that will be taking place in this company the minute we walk out this room. Prior to my appearance at this meeting, I had a discussion with my lawyer to transfer my shares.” He then looked to the projected screen, “As you can all see on this chart, I no longer hold any amount of the shares in this company. What you see on this chart are the current shareholders and the percentage of shares they hold.”

The people in the room burned holes onto the screen, looking to see if, by chance, the chairman would’ve transferred his shares to them. But once they have thoroughly read the chart, they were left speechless. Emily stood out among the rest of the crowd as you, Taeyong, and Jaemin shared a knowing look with each other. 

“As of today, the Chief Executive Officer of Starship, A Cup of Coffee, and NCT will be the top shareholders of SM Management.”

The sounds of the secretary furiously typing onto his laptop can be heard as he tried to keep up with the constant announcements. You saw some questioning looks from the shareholders and directors as Emily carried fire in her eyes. You felt her glare never leaving your side. A brave shareholder suddenly spoke up, “Mr. Ahn, with all due respect, I don’t see how any of this makes sense!” A group of shareholders and directors chimed in to agree but stopped immediately once the chairman cleared his throat in a loud manner.

“As you are all very well aware, Starship Enterprises is a major benefactor to SM Management and Lee Taeyong is a major key figure in the promotions of this company. As for-” Before he could continue his justification, Emily screeched out in anger, “As for NCT?! You can’t tell me you’re serious! What have they ever done that could be of use to this company?! They are just some dumpster start-up business that can’t even raise their stocks up!!” 

Everyone’s eyes were on Emily now. The journalists smirking as Emily’s rage gave them exactly what they needed. The chairman kept a cool facade as he sighed out, “NCT has been and will continue to be the biggest contributor towards SM Management’s success. It seems my words aren’t enough to convince everyone,” his stare went towards Emily as if to warn her not to cause a scene, but she only reciprocated her father’s intense gaze. “So, I will let the person in question explain.”

Standing up confidently, you turned towards your audience. With your best smile, you rectified, “I’m not the person in question, per se, but I will tell you this today so all misunderstandings are cleared.” Everyone in the room turned towards you waiting for your response to clear up their confusion and anger. “I am the current CEO of NCT, but what has established the growing success of this company has nothing to do with me.” You gave them a shrug and an innocent smile, bathing in Emily’s anger. Continuing to speak, you started to move slowly around the room as if you were targeting your prey, “However, doesn’t one person come to mind when speaking of SM Management’s success? Who has built this company with his blood, sweat, and tears? Who was it that gave you all a high-paying job at this well-known management so you won’t have to crawl back to your family in shame?” You looked directly into the eyes of the directors as they look down in discomfort. You then turned your gaze towards the shareholders and said without remorse, “And do you think the company shares would have any value at all without his hard work in refining this management?” You let out a little laugh at their speechless figures and turned, stopping right next to Emily, “And do you, Miss Ahn, remember how many times this person has left you off the hook for fraud and even harassment?” Defeated, Emily dropped back down to her seat and stayed speechless like the others. 

You turned toward the secretary in charge of meeting notes and told him, “Please make sure you get down every word of what I’m about to say. This will be the highlight of this meeting.” He gave you a questioning look but quickly nodded the moment you raised your eyebrow at him, warning him to question you any further. “SM Management has managed to become this successful because Jung Jaehyun was capable of handling this company with his brain and with his heart. If anyone wants to refute this claim then I guess we will be able to see who the traitors of this company are. Hence, the chairman is simply disconnecting his traces on this company because he knows who the real benefactor of SM Management is. Jaemin, Taeyong, and I are fully aware of this and are committed to restoring this company to its former glory.” You paused for a second as you glanced at your phone buzzing in the pocket of your blazer. You smiled and continued, “And if this doesn’t ease your concerns, I believe these two particular people will be able to help with that.”

The projector screen closed as the lights turned back on. Right on queue, the door to the conference room clicked open. Everyone’s eyes widened with shock as Yuta and Jaehyun appeared before the attendees. Yuta wore a sly smirk on his face while Jaehyun held a stone-cold look that could kill. Their crisp suits and slick, gelled hair perfectly accessorized their intimidating persona. A small smile crept up onto your face while Emily, on the other hand, had shaking pupils. The journalists sat up straighter and furiously scribbled all over their notes.

The two men stood side by side at the front of the room capturing everyone’s attention. Yuta spoke first with his firm but laid-back tone, “Clearly, all of you in this room must be taken aback by the changes in shares and the confirmation of my absence. I will tell you all right now that I, myself, have decided to leave from my title as SM Management’s Chief Executive Officer. And not because Miss Ahn over here,” Yuta turned toward the speechless woman next to the chairman and smugly said, “but because this title does not belong to me. However, before I leave my position there is one proposal I am here for. I, along with Ms. y/l/n, have recently flown to discuss with our Japanese investors to have SM Management merge with NCT as a cooperative branch.”

At this rate, the secretary seemed exhausted as he tried to keep up with the news of the meeting. Murmurs can be heard all over the room but everyone settled down the moment Jaehyun moved an inch. He spoke with a powerful yet calm voice, “If this proposal carries over, I, as chairman of NCT, will be handling all deals within both companies. I am sure the directors here at SM Management are capable enough to know whether or not the company will be in good hands. I also believe that the shareholders will understand the benefit and high possibility for the shares to sky-rocket once this merge has been made.” 

The shareholders and directors were deep in discussion before the chairman spoke up. “As of right now we will take a vote for and against this proposal. Please keep in mind that your votes would be counted according to the changes I have mentioned earlier. The top 5 shareholders’ decisions will count for three votes each while the rest will be one vote per persons.”

A good amount of hands can be seen for both decisions. Everyone, especially Emily, grew anxious. Turning their attention toward the secretary, everyone awaited for his announcement for the voting, including the reporters and the chairman. 

A mix of emotions can be seen as the secretary said, “By a vote of 3, this proposal has passed.”

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• Back from hiatus! Thank you sm for waiting 🥺•

[cosmiclatte28]

Flower Shop Next Door (Yuta x you) ft JaeYong

I am here with a new Yuta x reader fanfiction and a side pairing of JAEHYUN X TAEYONG ... I hope this is fresh and fun and enough fluff plus smooth flirt from Yuta! 

ENJOYYY 

It’s another usual day, the ring of bell whenever a customer enters the shop.

“Welcome,” is a regular greeting you always say to everyone coming in, be it looking around the shop or making an appointment and going into the working station.

“Welcome and good morning to you!” you greet a guy with blonde hair covering his eyes and his lips are pursed when he sees the number of people in your store. You feel weird when you see the apron he wears around his body, where is he from?

“What can I help you with?” you move from your cashier station and walk to his side.

He shakes his head, “I am not here for an appointment, I just want to ask are those your customer’s cars?” he points to the small parking lot across your store.

You peek from his broad shoulder and count the cars, well there are four and two of them are parked on the other shop’s area. You remember there are four people right now in your store.

You cough, “Um I think so, why?”

He sighs, “Can you please tell them to move? They’re hogging my parking space and my customers cannot park at all.”

You nod your head slowly, “Well I am sorry, won’t happen again they’re about to be done in” you glance to your watch, “In 15 minutes, their tattoos are small.”

Yes you are working in a tattoo parlour and this guy over you, you wonder where is he from which shop actually because you have one shop on either side of your studio. One is a coffee shop and the other one is a flower shop. They’re both new shops and you’re the oldest shop here.

“I am from the flower shop next to yours, please tell your customers to not park their car there.” He runs his eyes around the waiting room. It’s totally different from his shop, there is no sweet fragrant, no soft colors all black and dark. He did not see any sign of flowers or plants here and that looks horrible for a Nakamoto Yuta.

“Looks like you make beautiful tattoos here,” he scans the pictures of tattoos you print and portray around the room.

“Yeah, our customer’s satisfaction is priority here! We accept custom tattoos too, maybe one day you want to consider making one, I’ll do yours! Discount since I messed up with your parking lot.” You feel bad that his customers must walk further.

“It’s okay just make sure this do not happen again.” He smiles and your heart flips. He sure looks super handsome with the healing smile on his face, “Oh we haven’t properly known each other yet, I am Yuta.” He reaches out his hand and you smile as you shake his hand, “(y/n). It’s nice meeting you!”

He nods his head, “Well, I just want to tell you that. Maybe we’ll see each other more often. Come to my shop when you’re bored or have a break. You might be interested in placing fresh flowers here in your store.” He winks.

You laugh, what a smooth way of flirting and marketing. Yuta sounds like a fun guy!

“Sure I’ll hop in once my rush hour is over. I just realized we never visit each other nor do we know one another! Ironic isn’t it that we’re even sharing one of our walls together.” You laugh and he laughs too.

“Okay then (y/n), I’ll go back and see you!” he waves and leaves your shop. You can see his silhouette turning to the right and you’re more than curious to see his shop. Or maybe you just want to see his smile once again.

You’re occupied by some more clients and you are looking forward for lunch break.

On the other side of the store, Yuta enters the small shop filled with fragrant and colourful flowers.

“And? Did it work well? Does she want to understand you?” A man with pink hair asks his friend about the discussion.

Yuta nods his head, “She’s cool about it, even asked apologies. You should see her works Yong, they’re nice.”

His friend, Taeyong, just hums a yes and focuses himself again on the flowers arrangement he wants to put on the display case.

The flower shop is also in high demand today, they’re the only fresh flower boutique in the block and people love the quality these two agile men make.

“You’re smiling wide, did she catch your attention? Haven’t seen that smile since your last breakup.” Taeyong nudges his best friend who is working with an unusual smile and energy. Well usually Yuta is cool and stoic, there is not much emotion and that is how they can run a good business. Taeyong is warm and many older customers loves his service, but younger one love Yuta’s cool image and thus choose to buy flowers there too. It’s a business strategy for them, but actually it’s just their true image.

“She doesn’t have any flowers in her shop, must be a bit crazy.” Yuta tries to deny the fact that he indeed finds you cute too despite the dark shop you run.

“And she must see you like some sort of soft guy, who’s a good boy and won’t make tattoos.” Taeyong teases him back, well what is the point of denying your heart right?

“Yak! I am just thinking maybe we can give her flowers and she can be a regular customer.” Yuta snaps his fingers, “Smart marketing strategy right?”

Taeyong shakes his head, “If you like her, just give her some.”

Yuta doesn’t reply anything instead he’s busy greeting the people coming inside.

You want to quickly end your shift today and maybe treat Yuta for a coffee, mostly because you still feel bad about hogging his parking area and also because you want to know him more.

“Who was that earlier?” your friend, Jaehyun appears from the working space behind you and asks you about the discussion with Yuta.

“Oh it’s the guy from the flower shop, his parking area was used by our people. I feel bad, should I bring him coffee?” you look to Jaehyun, he’s a best friend of yours and his works are also cool.

Jaehyun shrugs his shoulder, “I know the other guy who works there, Taeyong and I guess the one here earlier is Yuta right?”

You gape in surprise, “How did you know them?”

He taunts at you, “because when they opened, I went to congratulate them and get to know them, unlike you who really like to just sit there and daydream.”

You smack his arm, “I must be working on someone’s drawing! I am not that rude.” Your voice softens towards the end, or maybe you are careless.

“Yeeah yeah, just buy them coffee. I think there are only two of them, but to make sure maybe you can take some peep.” He pushes you and you almost fall.

“You’re annoying. I hate you.”  You roll your eyes when he sends you a flying kiss “I love you too! Now see and buy them coffee. You may even win their numbers. I want the pink guy’s number if you can get it.” Jaehyun winks and you just shudder. Ugh your longest best friend who you sadly hate and love at the same time is a pain in the ass.

Luck must be on your side because when you take a look from the windowsill, a lot of customers are inside and you can see that the only people in uniforms are just two men there. Jaehyun was right there are only two of them and oh they both look good.

You make your way to the other shop beside you and order two coffees,

“Hey Mark!” you greet the barista today, well you’re a regular here and he knows you well.

“Oh (y/n)! Pumpkin spice latte?” he asks for he knows you love that in fall time.

You shake your head, “Give me two caramel macchiatos, to go.”

He notes your order without much question, and you leave the room after thanking him.

You knock on the door and enter when the pink haired guy see you. The shop is less crowded now, you see Yuta focusing on arranging a bouquet while Taeyong handles the cashier.

You take a look around the bright store, you love flowers! You’re great in making flower tattoos and you did not know the two hot men here are running a really nice flower shop with various flowers.

The last customer leaves the room and Yuta’s eyes meet yours. “Oh (y/n)!” his voice comes out warm and the light in his eyes is twinkling. Taeyong clearly stifles back a laugh and tries to put on a poker face.

“Yuta, I’m here just to drop you guys coffee. An apology for what happened this morning.” You hand them the coffees and they’re glad for it.

“Wow, thank you! You don’t have to do this.” Yuta nervously chuckles.

You smile, “Oh it’s okay also I feel bad I never greet you guys. My friend Jaehyun even knows you already but I haven’t.”

They nod and drink their coffees, “It’s from Mark’s shop?”

You hum and walk around the store to see their flowers, “I think Yuta is right, I need some flowers for my store.”

You turn your heels and face them, “Pick a nice one for me please?”  

Taeyong nudges Yuta, the blonde man shyly walks to your side.

“I suggest some Peonies for good fortunes,” he shows you the flower and you like it.

“Please make it nice and do you have vase?” they nod “Perfect!”

With that Taeyong takes out some Peonies and tidies them up for you, he places it inside a vase. “Oh let me take this to your store, Yuta will assist you. Let me see where it looks best.” Taeyong leaves without another word and here you are alone in the shop with Yuta.

Yuta feels he is weird, but he seizes the opportunity to know you more.

“How much are those?” you ask but Yuta shakes his hand, “No need. That is from me and Taeyong.”

You force him to charge you but he doesn’t want to.

“Fine what can I do in return?” you give up when he decline your cash.

Yuta smiles and wipes his hand on his apron, then leans into the counter and stares into you with that loving gaze. You’re drowned in his beauty and oh why didn’t you know him earlier.

“I prefer you accepting my offer for lunch tomorrow?” he places his arm over his chin and you just want to press his cheeks because oh he looks so dreamy.

You nod and blush, “I guess that’s a nice deal. I’ll see you tomorrow then, I’m quiet sure Jaehyun will be pissed if I am not back any sooner.”

Yuta grabs your hand before you can leave, “Oh trust me, before Yong goes back he’ll be preoccupied.” Yuta winks and your jaw drops. Did the two of them hang out frequently.

He laughs and picks out a lavender rose, “For you, look up the meaning and tell me tomorrow the answer. Yong is here, you should return.” He ruffles your hair and you confusedly walk out of the store. Taeyong says good bye to you too and his face looks super happy.

Puzzled, you shake your head and walk into your store. There, Jaehyun is taking a picture of the fresh flower arrangement. Taeyong places them in a nice place and you try to process everything.

“So, you won his number already by yourself?” you tease your friend when he’s already busy texting with his phone.

Jaehyun snaps his neck to you and hugs you quick, “I didn’t know what you did there, but thanks for sending Taeyong here to send the flowers.”

You push him away before he can smooch your cheek, “He walked here by himself! I didn’t even ask him to do it.”

Jaehyun’s ear turn red and you clap your hands, “Looks like it’s not one sided this time Jae!”

Jaehyun laughs and you also feel happy for him. “Oh what is that?” Jae points out the flower in your hand.

You smile looking at it, “Yuta asked me to find the meaning and answer it tomorrow on our lunch.”

He gasps, “Lunch? So fast! Yak congratulations girl! You’re no longer solo!”

You roll your eyes, “What the hell.”

He suddenly types into his phone quickly and gasps, as he shows you his screen.

You squint your eyes and read the article he showed you.

Your smile grows and you feel butterflies in your stomach. Yuta sure is a great florist and a flirt!

You know that tomorrow will be a nice day and you’re excited to tell him you know the answer.

Yes a lavender rose means love at first sight and guess what that flower is super rare, Yuta just happen to have a bunch of those lying around the store today, before a customer bought all of it.

Yuta also knows what kind of tattoos he might make when he has time, of course lavender rose with your initial on it! 

 endddd 

thank you for reading 💖🤗

[kopikokun]

DAY EIGHT: nakamoto yuta.

↳ eggnog is apparently a valid method of asking someone out now. 

pairing: barista!yuta x reader

contain(s): fluff, coffeeshop!au, semi-strangers to lovers

word count: 591 words

← BACK TO NAVI.  | ← BACK TO CHRISTMAS PROMPT LIST.

— 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝.

How unfair. It’s outrageous how ridiculously attractive he looks in something as drab as his daily work attire: saddle brown apron looped around his neck, reaching his knees. Usually, he wears an asphalt cap atop his head of faded bubblegum hair, but this month, a floppy santa hat supersedes it. His hair looks soft, and you wonder what it would feel like threading your fingers through it.

    Him. You sneer. You’ve lurked around here enough times to know that the cute guy behind the counter is Yuta—there’s no need to pretend that you aren’t infatuated with him. It’s carved into the nametag pricking his apron in deafening Arial, all-caps. It was hard to miss honestly.

    The gust of warm air from the cafe heater is amicable—like a friend, almost. Yuta looks up from his phone at the doorbell’s chime. His eyes lock onto yours, easing with a stranger’s intimacy. He tramples the smile which tugs at his lips, masking it with an air of standard chivalry.

    “Well, here’s a familiar face,” Yuta says, cocking his head to one side. The white puff of his hat lolls along. “Where have you been, stranger?”

    “Here and there. Nowhere far, Yuta.”

    “You know, I don’t think it’s very fair that you know my name and I don’t know yours.” He knits his arms over his chest.

    “I kind of like the elusivity though.” You lean closer. “Very abstract. I can be whatever or whoever you want me to be, Yuta.”

    He doesn’t shy away from your vampish stare, but tilts forward with indifference. “That was cheap. Even for you.” The constipated air dissipates as Yuta’s courteous customer-approved demeanour returns with relative proficiency. “What would you like today? The usual?”

    You prod a finger against the advertisement plastered to the marble counter. It reads, in obnoxiously vibrant red: Eggnog available for limited time only! Come get a creamy cup of goodness this holiday season!

    Yuta arches a brow, amused. “You want eggnog?”

    “What can I say? Your advertising team did a good job.”

    He smiles wryly. “I’ll make sure to tell Sungchan you said that.”

When the eggnog arrives at your table, Yuta flashes you a beam from across the room, teeth pearly white and aligned neatly inside his mouth like a row of white picket fences. Really, are there any flaws to this man? He grins at you longer than should be allowed.

    “What?” you mouth.

    He lifts an identical glass to yours from the umber shelves, rotating it upside down and tapping the bottom gingerly with his index finger. His grin swells.

    Your eyebrows pinch and cautiously, so as to not tip over the ‘creamy cup of goodness’, you raise the eggnog above your head, craning your neck to peer at the bottom. A folded tissue paper clings to it from condensation. Peeling it off, the nerves beginning to rap violently on your door, you pry the tissue open with tentative fingers.

    On the flimsy material, in barely legible scrawl with a few letters bleared by the water, blue blood seeping into the edges and the end of the sentence huddled together because there wasn’t much space left, are the words: Eggnog’s on the house if you’re up for a date this weekend, stranger.

    Yuta gazes at you, half-petrified, half-excited, scouring for any signs of a reaction: distaste, elation, shock, anything.

    You set the cup down impassively, angle your face to Yuta’s and nod. You nod so frenetically your head spins. In your smeared vision, Yuta laughs, white picket fence teeth and everything.