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THE DREAM ESCAPE Masterlist.

The Dreamer (P)  'a plot for those who seek to find…a way to leave their world behind. '

"One choice can transform you. What Makes You Different, Makes You Dangerous."

Synopsis. Sets of ruling oneshot longshots taken from each members perspective and observed through the lenses of the reader as Y/n.

Genre. Angst. Dark romance. Mind programming.

Dream()scape. Jeno is deposited in a community of boys after his memory is erased. He finds himself not only drawn but also attracted to you and he doesn't know why. Soon learning they are all trapped in a maze that nobody wants to escape- he joins forces with you in order to escape. Read here

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The smoothies. You find yourself immersed in an all type killing game, whereby your every move starts to become manipulated by your will to live. Within the game you're most cautious of who to trust. It doesn't help that this may be your last time to live and... to fall in love . Read here

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Box. The community you live in is a perfect dystopia with citizens not given any freedom or choice. Without choice, the Neorists Elders of society believe they can prevent negative elements, such as war. You're assigned to the Dreamer Na Jaemin with the aim of being the next Dreamer. However when presented with freedom, choices and a world of wonder, you begin to fall into the unknown of a word known as 'love'. Read here

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Carat cake. Broken, damaged and scarred from all his 'lies', Renjun comes to seek help at a therapy session with you. The session leaves you puzzled and confused as you begin to think of Renjun's lies are actually truths. Are you his 'lost' 'forgetten' lover? Your relationship with Jeno gets rocky the more you think of Renjun. Read here.

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icantfeelanything. Your whole world comes to an end when your knocked over by a car and are proclaimed dead. Yet you wake up in a different space, your boyfriend, Donghyuck’s mind. You are met with a furious ‘Memory Keeper’ Mr Zhong who tries to force you out. You’re reluctant to leave simply because he wants Donghyuck to move on from losing you. However, that is something you refuse to do as long as you're in his mind. Read here

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Breathing.In a futuristic world where humans and robots co-exist together, Mark, a humanoid robot, develops an unexpected emotional connection with you, as you’re caught in a tangled web of secrets. He experiences the complexities of love and loss for the first time. Your complicated journey forces you to question what it truly means to live and breathe in a world of blurred love lines between you and machine Read here

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Unknown. An elite unit of fierce police officers and the states most successful bank robbery crew clash– as the outlaws plan a seemingly impossible heist on a national reserved bank; neo technology cultured bank. The only problem is that Jisung works at the bank and has taken a liking to you. But your boyfriend is the leader of that successful robbery crew. Read here

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STATUS BAR: 6/7 (Hone more to go)

Not the album being an unbothered absolute piece of pleasure 💅🏼

I can't lie, the whole Taeil thing threw me off guard and I couldn't be a dedicated writer anymore. I took a long hiatus, but I'm back and I wanna finish this dreamscape masterlist.

Stories inspired by: Maze Runner, The Giver, Battle Royal, The Mask, Baby, Ex-Machina

[strawbrryvyy]

ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ~𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓'𝖙 𝖋𝖎𝖙 ᴄʜᴘ2

" ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪɢʜɴᴇss ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ!" sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴊᴇᴏɴɢ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ , ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴡɪᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀɪᴄᴇ .ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇ��ᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅs. " ᴍᴀɪᴅ , ᴡʜᴀᴛs ᴡʀᴏɴɢ?!" ʙᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ �� ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ.ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴀssᴍᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴛʏ ɪɴ ɪᴛs ᴛᴏɴᴇ. "ᴏʜ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴛs ᴍʏ ᴘᴄᴇss sʜᴇ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ , ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ" ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ɪɴᴅɪᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ғʟɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀɪsᴛ .ᴍɪɴᴊᴇᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴜᴛ ᴋɴᴇᴡ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ.ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɴᴏʏᴇᴅ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ."ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʟᴀᴅɪᴇs ᴅᴏᴏʀ!" ʏᴏᴜ ʏᴇʟʟᴇᴅ , ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ғʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴀs ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ. ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ ᴘɪᴛɪᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ , ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴘɪᴛɪᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴍᴏʀᴇ. ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀᴅʜᴇ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʀɪsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ. "ᴀʜʜʜ ʏᴇs ғᴏᴍᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ" ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴛ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇs , ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴋ , ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴇɴᴏ ʙᴏʀɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴡɪғᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴɢ , ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄʜᴇɴʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ʀᴇɴᴊᴜɴ ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ , ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴊᴀᴇᴍɪɴ ʙᴏʀɴ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀɴ ᴀғғᴀɪʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴊɪsᴜɴɢ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴏғ ʜɪs ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇs ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs , ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ʀᴇɴᴊᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇsᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ. ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴇʏᴇs , ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴍᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴛʀᴀᴡʙᴇʀʀʏ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ. " ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ɪᴍᴠsᴜʀᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴍʏ sᴏɴs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀʀʀʏ sᴏ ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ" ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ᴇxᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ s ɪᴄᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴍɪʟᴇ . ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴀɪᴅ, ʜᴇʀ sᴏɴs ʜᴀᴅ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ , ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ , ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ . ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ sᴀᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ʜᴏʟᴇs ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴊᴀᴇᴍɪɴ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙɪɢ ᴅᴏᴇ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ sᴍɪʟᴇ , ғʟɪʀᴛᴀᴄɪᴏᴜs ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ. sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟsɪᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀᴛᴇ. ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪs sʜᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ʀᴇᴀʟɪsᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ. "ᴍɪɴᴊᴇᴏɴɢ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss-" "ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ," ᴄᴜᴛ ᴏғғ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ. ʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴅᴏɴɴᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴅʀᴀɢɢɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ.ᴛʜᴇ ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ sᴛᴇᴘsᴏɴ ɪɴ sʜᴏᴄᴋ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴜᴄʜ ʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛ .ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏ sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢɪʀʟs ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴍᴇɴ. "sᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜs ?" ǫᴜᴇsᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sᴍɪʀᴋᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ "ᴜᴍᴍ ᴡᴇʟʟ ɪ ɢᴜᴇss sᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪɢʜɴᴇss" ʏᴏᴜ sᴀɪᴅ , ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʜɪs ʙʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏʀʙs. ʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ , ᴀ ᴄʜᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴜᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴘᴜʀ ʟɪᴋɪɴɢ. ᴀs ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜsᴛᴏᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴅᴏɴɢʜʏᴜᴄᴋ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʜɪs ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɢᴇsᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪɴғʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ. ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴡɴᴛ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ , ʜᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ. " ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜɪɢʜɴᴇss ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ " ʏᴏᴜ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ғɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ʜɪᴍ . "ᴄᴍᴏɴ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss , ᴀʀᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇse ʙʟᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟʟs!" ʜᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ , ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs ʜᴏᴏᴅᴇᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴏᴋ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ,ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴋ���ᴘᴛ ᴘᴇsᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ. "ᴏᴋ ғɪɴᴇ ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ɪʟʟ sᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ " " ʏᴇᴀʜ ɢᴜᴇss ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ"

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[2-cute-4-school]

He loved, he really did

Group : NCT

Pairing : Zhong Chenle x f!Reader

Genre : fluff, a pinch of angst? friends to lovers

Word count : 2500

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If there was one thing Chenle just couldn’t understand about his best friend was how oblivious she could be sometimes. Not only did he hint at his crush over her more times than he could count ever since he realized his feelings, but also Jisung, his other best friend who never missed a chance at teasing both of them despite the girl’s confusion. Chenle couldn’t help but feel foolish more often than not, falling in love with Y/N, the kid who ate mud hoping it would taste like chocolate in kindergarten and demonstrated that she may be the only one who could keep up with his odd antics. But Y/N was also the fiercely loyal girl who stayed glued to his side even when Chenle himself believed he didn’t deserve someone like her, the only one who dared to stand up for Jisung when he used to get teased in elementary school because of his shy demeanor and nerdy tendencies, gaining everyone’s respect through her fearless defense over her newly found friend. And all these things made Y/N herself, the one who got Zhong Chenle to love her endlessly.

Chenle’s poor excuses of flirty pick-up lines were always quickly shoot down by even more quirky replies who brought out a faded shade of pink across Chenle’s cheeks. But Y/N never seemed affected by their exchanges which frustrated Chenle to no end, deflating his burst of confidence immediately. Jisung always insisted that Chenle’s attempts were too mild for someone like Y/N who tends to leave a strong impression on anyone accompanied by dropped jaws that almost touch the ground and catch flies. 

“So is the basketball match still one or are you going to pussy out last minute?”

Chenle sighed, dragging a hand over his face and tightening the grip he had on his phone. He loved her voice, he really did. It always emanated confidence and you couldn’t help but stop and listen to her words as the entire world seemed to revolve around her in those moments. But when remarks like that left her mouth, Chenle couldn’t help but want to desperately zip it shut.

“Yeah, Y/N, it’s still on, but don’t cry too much when I wipe the floor with your sorry ass.���

“Don’t worry about little ol’ me, big head. I’ll see you at the court at 6.”

And with that, the line went dead. Y/N never left things up for discussion and she never refused a challenge. Another thing that Chenle admired about her. His frustration with his lack of courage only grew even more with every time he fell in love again with her, making his desire to be able to call Y/N ‘his’ almost impossible to suppress.

Chenle complied with her firm demand and trudged towards the basketball court five minutes earlier. He knew from experience he shouldn’t allow Y/N any chance to take him by surprise for every time he did, she left him with an erratic heartbeat that he simply couldn’t control, mentally scolding his heart for betraying him and showing itself on his sleeve at Y/N’s mere gaze.

He fiddled with the ball, bouncing it from hand to hand, twirling it on his finger and stumbling once he caught sight of Y/N. He didn’t feel butterflies in his stomach or his throat closing up and cutting his breath short. No, he felt oddly at home, a warm feeling spreading through him, melting him inside out, dipping his lovesick heart in bittersweet honey.

“Ready to go cry under mommy’s skirt?”

There she goes again.

“I don’t know, Y/N, are you?”

Chenle was convinced this was the reason they could never have nice things.

“I mean, I can accompany you if you’re shy.”

He felt a few hairs fall off his head and he rolled his eyes so hard he could see what was left of his half fried brain.

“Less talking and more dribbling, Y/N.”

Another thing Chenle came to realize that he doesn’t understand about his best friend was her seemingly unlimited supply of energy, which he didn’t take into account when challenging her. While after half an hour of running and blocking and jumping, it was only normal that Chenle’s breathing became heavier, borderline panting and his movements turned somewhat sluggish, but the last thing he wanted was to give Y/N satisfaction for defeating him at his own hobby. But of course, nothing escaped her vigilante eye and she simply couldn’t miss the perfect opportunity to tease him a bit.

“What happened, old man, is your body starting to decay?”

Her shit-eating grin gave him a run for his money. He loved her smile, he really did. It always softened him, bringing out his inner tenderness for the girl that never failed to shine through the thickest of clouds, stealing the sun’s role and making it pale with shame and bow before her feet while she only sported an innocent curl of the lip, a deceiving cuteness that hid her real power. But when her smile only served to mock him, Chenle couldn’t help but want to wipe it off her smug face.

“You wish.”

That went back and forth for a while, neither of them letting up, their competitive personalities soaring up and clashing on the basketball court. But when Y/N forced her luck, blocking him in an almost suffocating way, Chenle let loose and for a moment he forgot he was only playing against Y/N, his best friend, a kid with even less experience in basketball than himself and shoved vigorously against her in order to score a point. His energy burst must have surprised his opponent because he passed by her flawlessly resembling a feather guided by a gentle breeze of wind, jumped as high as his tired muscles allowed and easily scored.

Chenle could only bask in his glory, raising a clenched fist and pumping in through the air, overjoyed by his victory. He felt proud of himself, he demonstrated that at least when it came to his favorite sport there was no way he would ever give up or let himself be beaten.

“YES! Did you see that Y/N? Guess you’ll have to call your mom and-” Chenle twirled around, gripping the ball tightly, a bright grin adorning his glowing face. However, his teasing session was cut short the moment his gaze fell on Y/N, sprawled to the floor, supporting her upper half of the body with her arms which already seemed quite shaky in Chenle’s opinion. Her eyes were wide, sparkling as she stared at him with parted lips, breathing hard. Chenle’s words died in his throat as he realized that maybe he had been too rough, blinded by his desire to prove himself.

“Y/N.”

The ball was dropped, forgotten on the floor, bouncing almost sadly at having been left behind without a care in the world as Chenle rushed over to Y/N. He crouched at her level and hovered over her, too afraid to touch her n case she would get even madder. 

‘Well done, Zhong Chenle, you have a crush once in your lifetime and you screw it over before you even stood a chance, well played.’ He could only worry about Y/N who was standing still, following him with her stare, an expression of disbelief painting her features.

“Y/N, are you okay? I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Chenle, are you kidding me?! That was so awesome, I’ve never seen you play like that, what the heck possessed you, child?”

It was his turn to freeze as Y/N continued to babble excitedly and praise him in her unique way. On one side he was thrilled because he had succeeded in getting Y/N to acknowledge him and a warm feeling resembling fulfillment spread through his chest at the thought of Y/N priding herself with him, but at the same time he couldn’t ignore the tinge of worry settled in his frantic heart.

“You HAVE to teach me, hear me?”

He was snapped out of him jumbled thoughts by her hands gripping his shoulders and shaking him to gain his full attention. Y/N was smiling so wide her facial muscles must have hurt the earlier sparkle in her eyes only intensified, almost blinding Chenle and drowning him in her charm. He felt as if a fluffy blanket wrapped up his soul, and suddenly he was reminded of too sweet hot chocolate after a snow fight, drunk in the warmth of each other.

“How much will you pay me to?”

She huffed with a pout forming on her lips and he had to fight his urge to just lean over a bit and slot his lips against her, settling their status once and for all. But he only softly wrapped his fingers around her wrists, detaching her from himself when he observed the small, red scratch on her left palm. He tugged on her hand, bringing it closer to his face, inspecting the wound with a frown etched on his face, furrowing his eyebrows.

“You’re hurt.” His voice was small and laced with guilt. Y/N checked her palm too, only now observing the scrape. She still kept her smile, maybe even enlarging it as she met eyes with Chenle.

“You call this hurt? You should see the other guy.”

Chenle could only shake his head, not so surprised at her lack of care. He couldn’t fight off the smile that stretched his lips at Y/N’s fighting spirit as he stood up straight, dragging her with him.

“Let’s go get a band-aid from the pharmacy.”

“Oh yes, you wouldn’t want your one and only to bleed out from this horrifying gash now, would you?”

A trip later to the pharmacy nearby and back, they finally found themselves settled on a bench, partially shadowed by a tree as Chenle stuck the pink band-aid decorated with Hello Kitties over the small scratch, shooting Y/N another apologetic smile. They sat comfortably side by side, watching the sun disappear under the horizon, leaving hues of pink and orange scattered over the darkening sky in a frenzy painting for everyone to admire.

As Chenle turned his head, he watched Y/N from the corner of his eye. She wasn’t doing anything, but somehow she still became the center of Chenel’s universe. The way the dying sun rays danced across her face, kissing her skin delicately left him in a wordless wonder, the scenery above him pales in comparison to his angel sitting just under his fingertips, breathing the same air as him, sharing the same bench with him.

And her eyes, God, her eyes. He loved her eyes, he really did. They were always comforting, he could find his childhood in them, all the laughs and tears they have shared over the years. They reminded him he could be himself, he could let himself show weakness, he could love fearlessly because she would stay by his side unconditionally. But when the colors swayed so wildly over her deep orbs, Chenle couldn’t help but love them the most.

“You know, I take additional charges for starting.”

For once, Chenle didn’t startle as he looked straight into her playful eyes he adored so much. He inhaled deeply before taking a leap of faith in himself.

“Y/N, I love you.”

She only let a small grin grace her features as her index finger unconsciously traced delicate patterns over the back of his hand and Chenle couldn’t be more thankful for her calming habit.

“I love you too.”

Chenle frantically shook his head from side to side, trying not to let the desperation he felt show on his face or seep in his voice.

“No, you don’t understand, I love you”

“Oh”

Silence settled over them once again. But this time it wasn’t comfortable. It was thick and Chenle could almost choke on it, it suffocated him, the bitter feeling it came with tasting bitter in his mouth. He lowered his head, glaring holes into the pavement beneath his feet as regret pooled in his stomach, eating up at him and clouding his mind with hazy, messy thoughts.

He really despised his heart at that moment. He just lost the best thing in his life. He lost her because his heart couldn’t keep away from the forbidden fruit and strayed away on unsafe paths that brought his fall. And there was no turning back now.

Just as he let venomous thoughts invade his judgment, dainty fingers touched his cheek, caressing it lightly as if holding a fragile flower and gently turned his head to come face to face with his most precious treasure. Chenle shakily brought one of his hands over hers, cupping it over his face and caressing her knuckles with his thumb in an attempt to soothe himself.

“Wasn’t that settled already?”

Chenle’s eyes widened significantly.

“What?”

“I thought it was a wordless settlement, that we love each other... in that way. I thought you already knew I love you, in a different way from how I love the sky, a simple curious admiration, and different from how I love Jisung, like a cherished brother, I thought you knew I loved you like I love no one else.”

Chenle was breathless, mind foggy as he tried to take in Y/N’s words and differentiate them from a mere dream, a very vivid one. He couldn’t believe it. He had been having her right under his nose all this time and he was unaware of it. He let her slip away from him at the end of the day without showing her his complete and utter love for her so many times just to find out he had her all along, but he just didn’t realize. Oh, how fate played him this time. Chenle felt overwhelmed all of a sudden, every ounce of love buried deep inside himself that he kept hidden spilled over and there was no stopping him as he cupped her face in his hands, cradling her with such care the sun would have wanted to return just to share this moment with them.

Chenle felt on top of the world, ruling over everything, over his heart and mind after being at war with himself for so long. He felt like they were the only people left on Earth at that moment, a pair of children head over heels in love with each other, and who could deny a love so pure. As they parted for air, he knew that now that he had a taste of heaven, he wouldn’t be able to ever let it go.

“You know, I think I’ll have to charge you more than that, Chenle.”

Y/N’s light teasing only spurred him even more to bring their lips together once more, cherishing every second spent together, making up for the time they wasted like fools.

And it was then and there that Chenle concluded he loved her, he really did.

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THE DREAM ESCAPE Masterlist.

The Dreamer (P)  'a plot for those who seek to find…a way to leave their world behind. '

"One choice can transform you. What Makes You Different, Makes You Dangerous."

Synopsis. Sets of ruling oneshot longshots taken from each members perspective and observed through the lenses of the reader as Y/n.

Genre. Angst. Dark romance. Mind programming.

Dream()scape. Jeno is deposited in a community of boys after his memory is erased. He finds himself not only drawn but also attracted to you and he doesn't know why. Soon learning they are all trapped in a maze that nobody wants to escape- he joins forces with you in order to escape. Read here

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The smoothies. As a university senior you find yourself immersed in an all type killing game, whereby your every move starts to become manipulated by anonymous people and your will to live. Within the game you're most cautious of Chenle. Read here

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Box. In a world divided by factions based on characteristics and traits, you learn that you are a dreamer opposing to all the other factions and won't fit in. When you discover a plot to destroy all dreamers, you and the controversial Jaemin must find out what makes dreamers so dangerous before its too late. Read here

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icantfeelanything. Your whole world comes to an end when you fall asleep and are proclaimed dead yet you wake up in a different space, your boyfriend Donghyuck’s mind. You are met with a furious ‘Memory Keeper’ Chenle who reluctantly helps you to try and get your boyfriend to move on in order to set you free. Read here

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Carat cake. Used, damaged and scarred from your previous relationship, you vow never to love another again. That's until you join a therapy group for people who were abused, broken and alone and addicted - a group therapy whereby you meet Huang Renjun. You already know where this is going and refuse him to 'fix you'. But yet in all the years you've been alive, no one has ever made you feel the way Huang Renjun has... not even Jeno, your ex... Boyfriend.. Read here

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Breathing. In 2035 a technophobic cop Haechan investigates a crime that may have been perpetrated by a robot, MARK 1.0 XTJE which leads to a larger threat to humanity. As you're in charge of the robot your prey instinctively on the cop making sure he doesn't hurt MARK 1.0 XTJE the robot. However MARK 1.0 XTJE the robot has 'strategies' Whereby he keeps you all to himself. Read here

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Unknown. An elite unit of fierce police officers and the states most successful bank robbery crew clash– as the outlaws plan a seemingly impossible heist on a national reserved bank; neo technology cultured bank. The only problem is that Jisung works at the bank and has taken a liking to you. But your boyfriend is the leader of that successful robbery crew. Read here

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