#convo; jungwoo

[10byten]

Old habits die hard

Jaehyun and you share a messy, complicated past — a whirlwind of rushed goodbyes and fiery reunions. By chance, you find yourselves face-to-face again, caught in a pull neither of you can escape. But is there still light in this story, or will it burn out under the weight of everything left unsaid? -

Words : 4k

WARNING : smoking cigarette, Smut.

You excuse yourself from your convo host for a sec, making a beeline for the drink table. Johnny’s apartment is packed—obviously, it’s his birthday, and no one’s missing that.

You’re about to hit up Jungwoo to suggest sneaking downstairs for a smoke—because, duh, Johnny’s place has been smoke-free ever since he got that “cool uncle” title. But as you’re weaving toward the door, it swings open.

And… he’s there. Jaehyun. It’s been months since you saw him—months of staying away like you both agreed. Everything—the noise, the people, the lights—fades when he walks in. You feel it all at once: the tightness in your throat, the knot in your stomach. It’s like the universe is laughing in your face, and tonight? Extra cruel.

You specifically checked before coming to this party—Jaehyun was supposed to be visiting his parents.

“What the hell is he doing here?” you hiss at Johnny, grabbing his arm.

“Ow—” Johnny follows your line of sight. “Oh, right. His parents canceled, so he skipped the trip. My bad, maybe I forgot to mention?”

“Forgot? Seriously, Johnny?” You pinch him hard.

“Anyway,” he says, brushing it off, “aren’t you seeing Lucas right now?”

You stammer. “Uh, yeah. I mean, no. He’s heading back to Hong Kong—long-distance? Not my thing.”

The last time you and Jaehyun broke it off, it felt… final. Like, no casual makeups this time, no easy resets. It was all or nothing—building a future together or walking away for good. And guess what? Option two won. But even though you knew you’d run into him again, some kind of heads-up would’ve been nice, y’know? A little mental prep.

You hug the wall, sliding toward the kitchen. Grabbing your glass, you spin around—and there he is, catching your eye from the hallway. How long has he been watching you? His gaze, those piercing eyes—it’s like they burn straight into your chest. You quickly look away, pretending you didn’t notice, but your heart’s racing. Seeing Jaehyun again stirs something deep, something warm, something dangerously familiar.

You spend the rest of the evening holed up in the kitchen, clinging to the safety of Ten, Yangyang, and Kun’s hilarious banter. For a while, it works—the knot in your stomach loosens, and you almost forget Jaehyun’s here.

But then you see him. Leaning against the doorway, arms crossed, watching you. His lips curve into a knowing smile—because of course you’re making him laugh. You always do.

God, that smile. You missed it. For a second, you can’t help but mirror it, a tiny grin sneaking onto your face. You shrug like, What can I say? I’m naturally hilarious.

He hesitates, then starts toward you as the spot next to you opens up. Every step seems calculated, deliberate.

“You’re still the same clown, huh?”

“What can I say?” You flash a smirk. “Old habits die hard.”

You both start with small talk—classic avoidance of the giant emotional elephant in the room. You laugh at everything he says, a laugh that’s just a little too nervous. He doesn’t take his eyes off you, studying your face like it’s a map he’s trying to remember. Every curve, every line—he’s looking for signs of change since the last time he saw you.

You think to yourself: He hasn’t changed. Same calm, detached vibe, like he’s carrying the world on his shoulders but pretending it’s no big deal. But his eyes? Oh, they’re a whole other story. They give away what his words never will.

Meanwhile, he’s thinking about how different you seem. A little colder, maybe. But that spark in your eyes? It’s still there, and it could still destroy him if he’s not careful.

The silence that falls between you is loaded. Your eyes meet, and honestly? Words are unnecessary. Your history is in the room with you—your love, your heartbreak, all the messy, raw intensity of it. It floods the space, making it hard to breathe.

You remember the nights you spent talking until the sun came up, building this fragile, glowing little world for just the two of you. And the crushing disappointment when you hit that same wall over and over again—Jaehyun’s habit of running the second things got too real.

He remembers the fights where words were weapons, and the way he couldn’t stop himself from ruining everything good. He remembers you walking out for the last time, leaving him alone in an apartment that suddenly felt way too big.

He tilts his head, breaking the silence. “Wanna get out of here?”

You nod, and he leads the way, weaving through the crowded living room. He grabs your hand to guide you, and the feeling of his fingers laced with yours sends a shiver down your spine. Like your whole body remembers him in a way your mind’s trying to forget.

At the door, he picks up his jacket and drapes it over your shoulders. His Ford Mustang II King Cobra is parked outside—brown, classic, and way too familiar.

Sliding into the passenger seat, you feel a wave of déjà vu so strong it nearly knocks the breath out of you. The music hums softly in the background as the car starts, and you stare out the window at the passing lights, wondering if following him was a mistake. You can’t bring yourself to look at him. A black lock falls over his eyes, his long lashes fluttering to shake it off. His face is flawless, he’s the kind of guy that’s hard to look at without wanting to taste him.

“So… you seeing anyone?” Jaehyun’s voice cuts through the silence.

You smirk, not buying his casual tone. “Is that a question, or are you fishing for confirmation?”

He clicks his tongue, letting out a low laugh. Leaning one arm against the open window, he runs his fingers through his hair in mock exasperation. The thought of you with someone else? It’s enough to make him sick. He can’t focus on the road; he’s too busy stealing glances at you. The wind gently ruffles his hair, a few more strands falling over his eyes, you can see the muscles in his neck tense up. Jeong, why the hell are you so hot? You dream of diving into the back of his neck and devouring him with kisses. But he's not yours anymore.

“Word on the street says you’re seeing other girls too,” you fire back, throwing in a little jab.

His laugh is sharp and sarcastic. “Oh, so you’re confirming then? - A couple of lame setups from Doyoung. Nothing worth mentioning.”

His hands tighten on the steering wheel. That godamn hands that have sent you to heaven so many times. “Can’t stop thinking ‘bout you and I.” His voice drops to a murmur, the words barely audible.

You pretend not to hear him, staring out the window, trying to avoid your desire. He knows the way to your place by heart.

When you arrive, he steps out of the car at the same time as you. You raise an eyebrow.

“Smoke?”

You nod. “Sure.”

Leaning against the hood of the car, Jaehyun lights your cigarette, his eyes never leaving yours. It’s like you can hear his thoughts, feel his emotions radiating off him. He looks away, gazing into the distance.

He’s tried to forget you, to fill the emptiness with other faces. But none of them shine like you. You’re etched into him, a scar that refuses to fade.

And you? You tried to move on, but the silence he left behind was louder than his presence ever was.

“I thought you quit,” you say, your tone teasing.

He chuckles, the cigarette dangling from his lips. “I did.”

You snort, gesturing to the smoke curling in the air. “Sure looks like it.” 

“Guess old habits die hard.”

You smirk. “Tragic loss for the Olympics. Michael Phelps can rest easy.”

“Hmm, truly devastating for the world of sports.”

He exhales, the smoke curling lazily in the air. “This was our thing, y’know? Sneaking off to smoke at every party, everytime we were together. It’s a bad habit, but it’s ours. Guess I’m scared to change that.”

You glance at him, your voice quieter. “Some things just stick with you, no matter how much you try to shake them.”

He leans in, his face close enough that you can feel his breath. “I like the things we share. Even the bad ones.”

Your heart skips a beat, and for a second, you forget. Forget that he’s not yours anymore. That you can’t just close the distance and kiss him like you used to.

You snap out of it, standing abruptly. “Thanks for the cigarette, Jeong. See you around.”

Shrugging off his jacket, you hold it out to him. He doesn’t take it right away, his gaze lingering on your hand before he finally brushes his fingers against yours, just enough to send sparks up your arm.

He smirks as he takes the jacket, and you return it with a soft smile before walking away.

Back in your apartment, your skin still tingles where he touched you. Jaehyun.

When you wake up the next morning, there’s a message waiting for you on your phone. Simple, almost cold: “Can we talk?”

You hesitate, your fingers trembling slightly over the screen. You know that replying means reopening a door you worked so hard to close. But you also know you can’t say no to him—you never could.

The two of you meet at your usual coffee shop. It’s been a while since you’ve been here. Everything looks the same, yet everything feels different.

Jaehyun is sitting there, dressed in a plain white t-shirt and blue Levi’s, paired with boots. The look is effortless, but on him, it’s like no one else could wear it better. The black of his hair contrasts so perfectly that he looks like he stepped out of an old James Dean movie. And all you can think about is how badly you want to slide your hands under that shirt.

He sees you and smiles, his eyes lighting up like he’s been waiting for this moment all night.

You know you look good—you’re wearing the black mini skirt you two bought together ages ago, and your signature crimson lipstick that drives him crazy. As you walk closer, his gaze rakes over you, devouring every detail. The flicker of excitement in your chest feels like a tiny victory.

You sit down, and the conversation starts politely, almost mechanically. Like you’re dancing an old, familiar routine. But the air between you is thick with everything unsaid—last night, the months before that—it’s too much. Too heavy for small talk.

Jaehyun finally breaks the silence, his voice quiet and unsteady, like it’s coming from somewhere deep and vulnerable.

“I always thought I’d eventually get over thinking about you. But here you are, and I’m still the same idiot who wants you more than anything. When you left, I really thought my world stopped turning. I built my life around you. It’s like you took a piece of me when you walked away, and I’ve been chasing it ever since, trying to find it in all the wrong places.”

You didn’t expect him to say this. To be this open about the pain he felt when you left—the pain he never knew how to put into words before.

You listen in silence, but the way your hands tighten around your coffee cup betrays your nerves.

Barely above a whisper, you respond, “And I thought you’d be the one I could remember without pain. But I can’t even breathe normally when you’re around. I can’t sit across from you for ten minutes without falling apart.”

The truth between you is undeniable now: you’ve always loved each other, but your love has always been poisoned by your fears and insecurities.

“I was scared,” Jaehyun admits. “Scared you’d leave for someone better. I’ve never felt like I was enough for you, like I could give you what you needed. You always seemed so sure of yourself, so put-together. And me? I was just… me. So I let you go. Cowardly, I know, but it felt easier than telling you how I felt. You told me that you love me but you never want to see me again..”

“I know,” you say softly. “And I know I’m not innocent in all this. I made you feel that way. I never trusted you, not fully. I was so sure you’d leave eventually, that you’d get scared of commitment. But in the end, I was the one who walked away. Because I felt so empty, Jae. Being with you, it started to hurt.”

Jaehyun’s voice drops lower, but there’s a determination in it now. “So what? We just let our insecurities keep running the show? Let them ruin us for good? Or do we forget all that and rebuild? I don’t want to pretend anyone else could ever be you. No one’s you.”

You look away, staring at the traffic outside the window.

It hits you—this is the exact spot where you broke up for the first time. Back in high school, when you were still kids fumbling through love and heartbreak. It feels like some kind of cruel deja vu, like the universe loves throwing you into the same cycle over and over.

And yet, a few months ago, you promised yourself something. That you’d protect yourself first, no matter what. Even if it meant walking away from love.

“Look, I know, trust me I understand, I deserve less, If I was you I wouldn't take me back. But Y/n…I don't wanna see you- I can’t see you with anyone but me. How am I supposed to accept it, I love me so much more when you’re around and I know that you do too. Us, together, is something else.”

“It just goes round and round every time. I’m done with this.” You stand to leave, the chair scraping against the floor with finality.

Before you can take another step, his hand catches your wrist.

“If you walk away again, I won’t stop you this time,” he murmurs, his voice low and trembling. “But if you stay... I promise, this time, I won’t let anything come between us. I’ll be the man you need. Someone you can trust, someone who’s by your side. Always.”

His words sound raw, almost desperate, and for a moment, you freeze.

You want to leave, but his eyes—those eyes—you’re powerless against them. The way he looks at you wraps you up, as if you’re already in his arms, as if he’s touching every part of you without even making contact.

And he’s different now. You can feel it in the way he speaks, in the way his vulnerability lays bare between you. Jaehyun looks like he’s finally grown, like he’s learned to open up in ways he couldn’t before. He’s not just asking for another chance—he’s begging to be the person you’ve always needed him to be.

So, just this once? Why not give him that chance? After everything you’ve shared, doesn’t he at least deserve that?

“Take me home,” you whisper.

His smile is immediate, radiant, and you can see the relief in his shining eyes. It feels so bittersweet—how deeply you love him, even after everything. Even after running, even after months apart, even after you tried to leave him behind. Your heart has never learned to be quiet about him, and it frustrates you to no end. He has this undeniable power over you, and you hate it almost as much as you love it.

As you step out of the coffee shop, Jaehyun pulls you to the wall outside, one arm wrapping tightly around your waist. He holds you there for a moment, looking into your eyes like he’s trying to say something his words can’t reach: This is it. This is the last time. This time, it’s forever.

And then he kisses you.

It’s deep, consuming, his velvet lips brushing against yours with an urgency that makes your knees weak. His mouth moves over yours like he’s trying to make up for all the lost time, for every second he’s gone without you. When his tongue meets yours, you let out a soft moan, your body melting into his as his hand presses against the small of your back.

No one else could ever be him. No one else could kiss you like this.

Because with Jaehyun, it’s not just a kiss—it’s everything. 

The air between you grows heavier, filled with passion and the raw intensity of everything you’ve been holding back.

“Let’s go home babe. Or I'll behave badly in public.” 

“You miss me this much ?”

“You really ask the question.” He narrows his eyes, studying you. Oh, he knows that look. You’re playing with him, and he’s more than ready to join the game.

“Why the mini skirt, then?” he asks, his voice low, teasing, as his lips curve into a smirk. “Just to torture me, huh?” He slides his hands down your hips and takes a firm grip on your butt. 

You let out a small gasp of surprise, your eyes widening for just a moment. Jaehyun’s smile grows—it’s that sound, the one he’s always loved. It tells him everything he needs to know. You haven’t gotten over him. He still has the same effect on you.

“Maybe..”

“Tell me, did you have sex with him?” You pretend not to know who he’s talking about, tilting your head slightly as you widen your eyes in mock innocence.

“Who, exactly?” you ask, your voice light and teasing, the perfect picture of feigned cluelessness.

“This Honk-Kong guy, don’t mess up with me right now.” he presses his hips against yours, you feel the bone in his jeans. 

“He never took what was yours, if that's what you're asking for”

He exhales in relief, his shoulders relaxing as his eyes light up with renewed energy. “And what’s mine?” he asks, his voice soft but laced with a quiet intensity. He needs to hear you say it, to let the words come from your lips.

You bite your lower lip, feeling your heart tighten. This guy loves you so much, you can feel it in every fiber of your being. It’s overwhelming, undeniable.

“Me.”

“So let's see, show me how much you belong to me.” He grabs your hand and pulls you along, urgency in his steps as he leads you to the car. Before you know it, you’re climbing into the backseat with him, your heart pounding in sync with his.

In one swift motion, he pulls you onto his lap, straddling him. His hands grip your waist as his lips crash against yours, this time with a wild, unrestrained intensity. The kiss is deeper, hungrier, as if he’s been holding back for far too long and can’t anymore.

“I can’t wait.” he undoes his belt and unzips his jeans.

“Someone could catch us.” You say this as you lift your skirt and take off your jacket. You burn too much for him, you can't reason with yourself.

He lifts you slightly to free his cock from his jeans. Moving your thong to the side, he aligns himself with your entrance and penetrates you in one smooth movement. You cry out as you feel the tip of it touch the bottom of your pussy. You grab his shoulders, Jaehyun is going to take the lead this time, that's for sure. His fingers dig into the flesh of your thighs. His movements are quick and dry at first, he moans at length, it's such a relief for him. “Finally home.”

Your fingers weave into his hair, wrapping a strand around them as you tighten your grip, pulling him even closer. In his arms, you feel weightless, like a doll being held with a mix of tenderness and raw intensity.

His warm breath brushes against your neck, sending shivers down your spine. And in that moment, as his touch grounds you and his presence surrounds you, it hits you—this is what home feels like. He’s your home.

You pull back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. They’re dark, filled with lust and raw pleasure, a haze of emotion that makes your breath hitch. He looks almost dazed, like someone taking a long-awaited hit after years of restraint.

Unable to resist, you lean in and kiss him passionately, pouring everything into it. The intensity of your connection shifts something in him. His movements slow, becoming more deliberate, more intimate. It’s not just hunger anymore—it’s something deeper, something that lingers in the space between desire and devotion. You were fucking and suddenly you're making love. He intertwine his fingers with yours and caress your hips with his other hand. He can't take his eyes off you. 

“You have no idea how much I missed you,” he murmurs, his voice steady and deep, carrying the weight of all the time you’ve spent apart.

“I’m here now,” you whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him close until your forehead rests against his.

“Don’t ever leave again,” he mumbles, his voice breaking slightly. “No matter what we go through. Never again.”

You cup his face gently, your voice soft but resolute. “I’m not going anywhere without you, Jaehyun.”

His movements are regular, and you feel his cock rubbing your walls in the same rhythm. He lightly pinches your ass and you moan. He knows you love it. He gently caress your other hole to stimulate you. You can feel your orgasm rising. He doesn't let go of your neck, which he's working hard on. You'll probably have a bruise by tonight, or several. 

You pull on his hair to signal that your climax is coming. He lifts his head to see you moaning.

“Say my name.” he murmurs.

“Jaehyun, Jaehyun, oh my god Jae yes, yes…” you shout his name until the end of your climax. He closes his eyes and enjoys the moment, his name sounding so good in your mouth.

“Yeah baby, ‘m right here.” He picks up the pace again, his movements becoming urgent and demanding, as if he’s making up for all the lost time.

“Tell me I’m the man of your life, say it,” he commands, his eyes dark and intense. He needs to know where he stands in your heart, in your life, what place he occupies in your eyes.

“You’re the man of my life, there’s only you,” you whisper, gently running your fingers through his hair, wanting him to feel every ounce of love you have for him. You know Jaehyun needs reassurance, to feel cherished and cared for. You’ll say everything he wants to hear.

“We’ll never be apart again,” he murmurs, his eyes now filled with sadness and a quiet desperation.

“No, never again—ah, Jae…” you moan softly, your breath hitching as his touch overwhelms you.

You feel his dick tense up inside you, you know he's close to orgasm. 

“I'm yours, I love you so much.” Jaehyun likes to feel loved and reassured it helps him reach his climax. “You're the man in my life Jae. No one can be you, no one can love me like you and no one can fuck me like you.”

He moans loudly, finally relaxing into you, he's always done it, so why change your habits. He remains in ecstasy for a moment. His forehead is moist. His breathing calms and so does yours, your head resting against his chest. 

"I meant it, you know," you murmur against him, your hand still intertwined with his.

"I know... and so do I. You're the woman of my life. I want everything with you. I want us to get married, I want kids, I want a dog, and the beautiful country house that comes with it."

You look at him, Jaehyun is so much more mature and confident now.

"Why don't we pick up where we left off a few months ago, let's move in together."

"Leave your place tonight, and come stay at mine."

"Are you serious?"

"Completely. I don’t want to wake up a single morning without you. Last night I was going crazy coming home without you. You can bring your stuff gradually, but I’m warning you, you’re not sleeping there unless I’m with you."

You smile and kiss him. "Okay, Mr. Possessive."

"You’re mine, remember? You’re the one who said it."

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[fff777]

watched nct dream on is it popular (mmmn's show)

throwback to glitch mode

LMAO he dropped the mic

chenle leading the introductions eh

pearl necklace is very renjun. he's very...chanel tweed lol.

what does his stare mean? no idea but mister mc is afraid

mister mc is esfj and jaemin is isfj...no wonder they have a similar brand of erratic

jaemin: listen bro i LOVED the whole bit where you dropped the mic

lol apparently renjun's praise was very generic

haechan: we don't sing glitch mode at karaoke actually

chenle always so serious 😭

haechan's acrostic poem was simple but a hit

so there has been past history between haechan and mister mc. i still don't know what his name is, i tried to do a google but they said his name was just mimiminu so i guess i'll just call him mmmn.

chenle five second delay

gyu is love gyu is life aka the nct dream motto

haechan and chenle teaching the proper gyu posture

jaemren snowboarding date?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

jaemin has been snowboarding since he was a kid?

ok then the convo went from how renjun likes space and then out of nowhere jaemin was like "do you believe in ghosts?" apparently both jaemin and chenle believe in ghosts

mmmn got fake mad about the dreamies leading their own convo on his show hehe

jaemin: i've seen a ghost before

mmmn: tell us more

renjun: you don't need to hear it

apparently it was just sleep paralysis

when chenle was a kid he was really good at math

so apparently chenle was really motivated in his studies by the sense of accomplishment. that sounds like him, competitive from a young age.

jaemin: what do you like to do?

mmmn: i like watching fan videos of idols?

jaemin & chenle: who??? who do you like to watch?????

mmmn: oh, a bit of everyone

jaemin & chenle: you have to pick one!!!!

mmmn said he watches big bang the most :P

haechan worries that he doesn't have hobbies right now. he just plays video games, watches shows and movies, listens to music. honestly i kind of agree with him that they aren't exactly hobbies if you're not really engaging with them beyond a certain point because they're more passive/consumption hobbies.

haechan's thinking of joining a lol class? i had no idea there were classes for them. maybe it's like a strategy coach.

mmmn feels like the guests are asking him too much. i think it's cute though, i think they do genuinely want to get to know a new person so they're asking these questions to prod him and get him to open up.

chenle: what hobbies do you have?

chenle: do you like sports?

chenle: do you like basketball?

just replace his head with a basketball fr

out of the blue, in the middle of mmmn speaking, jaemin said that mmmn reminded him of jungwoo with his mannerisms and energy

it's truly hilarious how every time mmmn tries to steer onto another topic, one of the guys (probably jaemin) asks him another question and they veer off topic again

mmmn: nooo don't do this to me, don't put that on me

chenle: don't you want it though (to be compared to jungwoo)

the guys legitimately surprised that mmmn is not blood type AB (because AB types tend to be wacky and weird)

lol expression contest between mmmn and jaemin. then they turned it into a game where the prize will be a wish granted.

OMG jaemin was supposed to do the expressions with mmmn but he was just watching him so jaemin basically didn't get to go 😭🤣

ok but for real both mmmn and jaemin's expressions were pretty good 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

jaemin does as he always does, just worries about getting a good look (since the dreamies haven't seen it themselves yet)

chenle too. come to think of it, they were the nosiest on kstar next door too.

curious cats

i was reading someone say that dreamscape is the more positive counterpart to dream()scape the way hello future was to hot sauce and beatbox was to glitch mode

once again 😂😂😂 chenle had to pause to use the washroom

they legitimately kept going while chenle went to the washroom lol

chenle dyed his hair 7 times this year 😭 if i was an idol i feel like i'd just get fed up one day and pull a kyungsoo and never dye my hair lol.

haechan a bit embarrassed and flustered that chenle was hyping him up as a lyricist so hard :3

now going through when i'm with you lyrics

lol mmmn is getting so dramatic with his interpretations of the lyrics

LMAO the medusa charm = makes him freeze

lol mmmn is so energetic as he explains the lyrics

final performance of glitch mode by the dreamies!

lol some of vocal line taking rapping lines

well this was fun :P i know mmmn had an agenda but it was fun when he let them veer off topic from time to time. the dreamies are clearly very chatty and enjoy talking, even the quiet ones.

[snowball-doie]

i imagine that at first, some of the boys are a little bit hesitant to be as rough with haechan as he wants them to be

for sure. i think the only one who is immediately on board is yuta 'cause he recognizes that hyuck is a brat who is literally BEGGING to be tamed. but the others are so... hesitant. he's their lil guy, you know? ya, he acts out. and, ya, he asks them to be rougher, but even the likes of johnny and jaehyun who have no problem pulling hair or fucking a little rough are a little worried to go too far with the youngest out of all of them. it's yuta and ahri who are rough with hyuck first and for a long time that convince the others. "yeah, he likes to get slapped around," yuta says non-chalantly at the dinner table one night when hyuck and mark are gone for dream schedules and the topic comes up. "and choked," ahri adds. they both take a bite of their food. "but, like, not.... hard... right?" doyoung asks. ahri and yuta exchange a glance. "he likes it as rough as possible. he'll always say something if it's going too far. it's not like we don't know what we're doing," yuta chuckles. "And the spanking?" johnny eggs on. "he loves that," yuta replies. "i made him cum just from spanking him and choking him one time," ahri brags. "how??" jungwoo coughs as he chokes on his food. "he's just really into it. you guys should try listening to him more, being more rough, letting your frustrations out on him. he loves it, and you guys can finally leave me alone on occassion," ahri says with another chuckle. yuta reaches over and steals a carrot from her bowl. she rolls her eyes. meanwhile the boys are all jaws on the floor, staring at the two of them, surprised that they could be so casual when talking about haechan's masochistic tendencies. but it's because of that convo that they all give it a try. "finallyyyyyyy," haechan cheers after johnny's finished using him for a couple of hours.

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It has been 2 weeks, since Jisung has found out about Yuta convo with Winwin. He couldn’t stand to see Mark being so oblivious, to Yuta deceitful lies.

He decided to take matters in his own hands and called Mark. To explain everything what has Yuta done, which leads to Mark breaking up with Yuta.

However things are not always what they seem…

Back At The Dream Chat

Today 18:00

Mark🐯: SOMEONE OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW

Chenle💸: Mark have you forgotten you keys, ask Yuta. You in the wrong chat

Mark🐯: DON’T SAY THAT TWO TIMING LION NAME!!

Chenle💸: Two timing? Did Yuta lie to you again?

Chenle💸: Hyuckie, did it again hahahah

Haechan🐻: It wasn’t me this time! I swear! I have learnt my lesson, when I almost got killed by Yuta!!

Renjun🍀: Who is banging on the door? So loud, jisung if you forgot your keys, call us!

Renjun🍀: I really don’t want, to see the kids from upstairs again. They give me bad vibes

Jisung🚀: I’m in Chenle room, doing something 😊

Jisung🚀: Mark, did the right thing. Ditching that Cheater Yuta hyung, he made Mark sad :(

Jaemin🌸: Why aren’t you guys, getting the door. My poor baby Mark is out there with a sad heart

Jeno🐶: I’ll get the door and Nana bring the sad kit to Mark

After Jeno very unwilling, let Mark into the living room. Jaemin came prepared with box of tissue and some hot cocoa.

Jaemin: Mark honey, what did Yuta do this time?

Mark: *sniffs* HE CHEATED

Jisung happens to enter the living room, to grab a screw driver to help chenle with something.

Jisung from the storage closets: Yea, Yuta hyung is not loyal to Mark. I need to tell Mark before he gets hurt even more

Jaemin: Jisung? How did you found out?

Jaemin: Also why are you in the storage closet?

Jisung: I heard Yuta saying, he missed his Winnie and when I walked past them. They look guilty!!

Once Jisung finished, what he is looking for. He immediately ran to Chenle room, before Chenle throw is teddy bear out the window.

After Jisung, left there was knock on the door. Jeno grumbles again, for having to get up and saw Yuta plus Doyoung at the door.

Jeno: Mark, you lover is here + the stress Eomma

Mark: Make Yuta, go away. I don’t want to talk to him. I’m too emotional!

Jaemin: I talk to them, Jeno comfort Mark. Make sure you keep on Mark, in case he hugs another watermelon

Jeno: Fine…

Jaemin opens the door and greeted the Eomma and Son duo with a smile.

Jaemin: How about we have a talk?

Jaemin: Talking with Mark, in this state will get you nowhere. Let’s go to the downstairs coffee shop for a chat 😚

The two followed Jaemin downstairs and Jaemin starts to question Yuta.

Jaemin: Yuta, did you really cheat on Mark?

Yuta: No it was a misunderstanding, Jisung misunderstood the situation. I was trying to get rid off the bad vibes between me and Winnie

Yuta: Let me explain!

Flashback a few hours ago

At the 127 house

Mark and Yuta were enjoying some quality time together. Until Mark Phones ring. Mark picked up the phone with a smile, he saw Jisung ID.

Mark: Yuta, I will be right back. My lil bro Jisung is calling me ☺️

Yuta: Okay, cool!

10 mins later…

Mark: YUTA IM SO DONE WITH YOU!!

Yuta: *blinks* Calm down Mark

Mark: DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN. AFTER I GAVE YOU A WARNING LAST TIME. NOT TO DO IT AGAIN

It clicked in Yuta’s head, what has happened.

Yuta: Mark, it is misunderstanding. Jisung got the wrong end of the stick. Let me explain -

Mark: WE ARE DONE! I AM LEAVING!!

Mark storms out, went upstairs to pack along way. He bumped in Jungwoo and Johnny, who looks really confused as well having flashbacks, the last time it happens.

Jungwoo: We should hide, this doesn’t sound good

Johnny: I’m coming with you my lil cotton candy brother

Jungwoo: Let’s just hide, in Eomma crying spot. No one ever goes there

Jungwoo and Johnny ran to Doyoung crying spot in flash. Bracing the impact that will be upon them, when Yuta and Mark has fought.

10 mins later, there was big argument at the front door. Mainly Yuta begging Mark, to not to leave and Mark screaming. It draw the attention of Doyoung, who came rushing downstairs, when he heard the noise.

Doyoung: Yuta and Mark, what an earth are you two arguing at the door?

Mark: Tell your son, to not hold me hostage!

Yuta: Mark, let me explain and you can choose to leave or not. After I explain

Mark: No, all you do is tell lies!! I’m not falling for your tricks

Doyoung: Yuta, let Mark go for now and explain how it happens

Yuta reluctantly let Mark go. Mark ran so fast he was gone within a seconds. Yuta explains the situation to Doyoung.

Doyoung: *sighs* Yuta, you really need to be careful of your words, when you with Winwin. Especially when Jisung is around, we never know where he is

Doyoung: Last time, Jisung has caught me and your Appa having an argument. How we supposed to know, he was wondering with hyuck

Yuta: Poor boy, he must be scared. No wonder Uncle Nana doesn’t like you.

Doyoung: I have to explain Jisung, we were acting for a play. It cleared the poor boy suspicion

Doyoung: Mark should be at Nana house. Let’s go and hopefully Nana is in a good mood and not murder us.

End of flashback

Doyoung explained the situation to Jaemin. Who nods in agreement, he knows what Jisung is like, as he did it a lot of times.

Jaemin: Okay, I help you two!

Doyoung: Wait? You not mad? That Yuta accidentally made Mark cry?

Jaemin shakes his head: No, if you heard it from Jisung. It’s 100% a misunderstanding

Yuta: Great, can we please go to Mark!

Jaemin lights smacks Yuta head

Jaemin: Buddy, he won’t believe you now. Mark is stubborn, ever since he was child. It’s hard to change his mind

Jaemin: You need to tell Jisung, that it was misunderstanding and he will tell Mark and the rest is up to Mark to decide

Yuta: I will take that

Jaemin: Come I bring you two upstairs, and also don’t speak too much. We have this nosy upstairs neighbours, who happen to appear at random moments

[dojae-huh]

Hii….I am abee….I asked qstions before too…but decided to be known from now on…

https://youtu.be/Pen8IeNnxAE?si=OVh-ob9v4avNkwB2 So todays home not alone episode was filled with membrs praising doyoung which is what I live for….but my ask is abt some dfrnt moment… 1)35:09- 35:14 When membrs started to tell what ad would look good on jae,

dy: styler would look good on him Jae:( pleased) Johnny: STYLERRR??😏 tae: i am excited ( I am expecting the same nd looks at dy) Nd cut… What I want to say is…the way johnny reacted nd tae was expecting the same from his favourite…haha…they were so cute….poor dy he cant even support his bae without being attacked atleast with a smirk… Nd dy is not that innocent just wants to show off jae is his bf nd always support him with high quality things….nd poor tae always gets nothing at all from his fav…. 2) 32:8- 32:19--Another thing I noted was this moment…even though he didnt put JW in childrens line, but he does take care of him, nd worrys abt him…even johnny said it like " u r treating him like baby" ….nd JW is like why u act like that….I think dy is honestly kind ..he may hide nd lie for the sake of his job, but as a normal person he just cant stop be kind to others..nd I got it now why he said he prefer to be hated by someone rather than hating someone….haha…really cool… 3) 4:32 to 5:00 this moment when dy come inside of the house nd saw (hc,he,jh,jn) making coffe nd not helping with chores…ofcrs they lose , but there were lot of things to do , only hc come nd helped saying should I make it hyung,,…still dy nagged a little bit , to hc like it was not time to make coffees…haha…but I stand with him…there wre a lot to do if all members wants to eat..but they didnt even flinch from the seat..including jae who would jump if he hear the breathing sound of dy…so I kinda bit disappointed in that..I mean he said 3 times like nothing is started, ther is lot of things to do…but I think them all just woke up from sleeping ,so just let them pass..most of ppl gets grumpy when wakes up..nd dy is just a warry wart sometimes…but hc acted differently even tho he is the maknae…I wanted to point out that… 4) Here, I knw there would be 2dong content coming but they r hinting about it everywhere..like hc nd dy have the most reaction when eating..nd members approving them… 5) Lastly in the whole content ty called dy's name like 100 times…when u watch u will knw…haha… Ps: Your works r amazing…a truly talented observer…hasoff...nd all the best for the future...

Home not alone ep3

Hm, I found this "Styler" Korean magazine. It's about stylish things, home decor, clothes. It has a little bit of vintage and artsy style? Not luxury brands. Think Poetic beauty rather than Prada.

There is also a cooling (?) humidifying (?) wardrobe by this name 스타일러, but I doubt Do meant this specific product. A big jump from perfume.

Do was right to worry as Jungwoo demonstrated during DJJ he doesn't know his way around even a normal kitchen. Do has a habit of being cautious and fussy.

The winning team was given a task by the producers, Johnny and Jaehyun seemed to get too interested with that (JN is famous for liking coffee, Jae wanted to get the final result). Jungwoo doesn't cook. I was surprised Yuta was so helpful, usually he is the one to slack the most. He was in good spirits, had fun.

I don't think Jaehyun cooks much. He is named the best cook, but I suspect he just knows how to make a few dishes following a recipe.

I'll add what piqued my interest.

18:07 - Despite everyone talking one by one, Do heard Jae's quiet "hyung, it's really tasty" and replied. Later on he followed the convo while grilling, he really is "all ears" constantly, doesn't go inside his head.

22:11 - Doyoung asked Haechan to make him a wrap (meat+kimchi, they didn't have greens), Hyuk said "I can't", but started on it right away. Yuta thought Hyuk really refused and prepared to do it himself. A small thing, but shows Yuta is not too well versed in 2Dongs (because he doesn't live with them to know such minute details).

22:30 - Yuta brought Do meat, but Do said Yuta should just eat calmly, Do will just make Hyuk make him wraps. I don't know if age order plays here any role, probably for Do it's just easier to burden Hyuk as a more close person (and he sat nearby). Kind of like guest/family member at the dinner table distinction? Both of the guys ate, so both should have been equally hungry/non-hungry.

28:23 - Did Jaehyun want to defend Do? As in, he is not the only person who reacts during movies? His words seem to be cut off. He didn't continue his thought about Woo.

[hexonthepeach]

Ohh okay~ and backtracking slightly what was Jungwoo thinking but didn’t say to Ty? Also I was slightly unsure during some parts of the convo with my aunt and uncle, I couldn’t tell when they’re referring to me and when they’re referring Garam sometimes…or is that intentional? :o

considering the venue, it's a very funny situation to him. would love to know what he's thinking maybe we find out later?

he seems to be comfortable in the Lottery in a way Taeyong isn't. probably related (lol) to the fact that he's spent more time there than he has (hence the back access to the green rooms in the entertainment/gladiatorial arena)

[trblmxkers]

Continued from HERE @graphitecrystals

The stutter was the most adorable thing he ever heard and it came as quite the surprise as well. "Nice to meet you, Jaehyo." He took a seat as suddenly it hit him that he was also in their class. "You take theater class as well, right?" He asked with a soft smile on his face as he tried to make him more at ease with them suddenly being there.

Chanhee sat down while Jungwoo did most of the talking. He might seem quiet now, but that was just because he was quite shy. Once he gets to know someone better and feel comfortable he could actually be quite loud. He looked down at his food happy to start eating it, but still actively listened to the conversation and being interested in getting to know one of their classmates better. “Nice to meet you.” He managed to get out softly.

[mvrkslee]

Jungwooooo! I’m trying to figure out what we should watch next. I started watching this Locke & Key show and that was pretty good, but the second season for Love Alarm is coming out next month and I’m actually excited about it? Been way too long. I don’t know, but you can choose. Catch me up on how’ve you been and everything. @jvngwcos​

[irtza]

NCT as convos my friends and i have had | part four

texting:

yuta: [deletes a message]

johnny: tell us what it said

yuta: no

jungwoo: s p i l l

yuta: no, let me be secretive and mysterious

taeil:

taeil: isn't this you everyday at three am

[alx-fitzalan]

I hope you like playing video games or that at least, you don’t mind hearing the game noises and some bad words cause I might have brought my playstation with me like a kid bringing his toys even though this place looks so beautiful that I won’t have enough time to play, I think. Is there a game you’d always bring with you when you were little?  @jvngwcos​

[fff777]

watched mark and renjun on nopogy

shownu and jungwoo spend some time looking for the restaurant

lol jungwoo. he kept being like "ohhhh 😮😮" because this is a unique room. it's more like a half floor that they've turned into a private room.

shownu: doesn't this feel like an attic space that kids like? that reminds me of one time i went to a restaurant with my family and they gave us a really tight spot and my dad was like "when we were kids we liked to hide in tight places eh" 😂

they're just focused on eating :P shownu very diligently deboned the fish like he said he would and the others are gobbling up the fish :3

mark is sooo disappointed with renjun's pun 🤣

HE RAISED THEM WITH HIS OWN DAD JOKES! HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO COMPLAIN!!

most unsurprising thing in the world, mark the romantic

back to eating lmao

mark called jungwoo the day before to watch episodes of nopogy for research. lol cramming.

right from the beginning it seemed like mark was really hungry and gobbling down food and he continues to enthusiastically inhale it lol

awww he really is being a big brother 🥹

jungwoo already remembers when i'm with you :P it is a very catchy song

wait both jungwoo and mark are infj? i wouldn't have expected it from them

renjun ready to expose jungwoo's ass lol. the only episode i know of them is when they snuck off and took the train somewhere to have a date with just the two of them :P

oh shit renjun is telling that story! lol

jungwoo just hit up renjun to go to busan. of course mark thinks it's a romantic getaway.

LOL so the suggestion started as something super not serious but they eventually got to a point where they went

oh is this the story of when renjun made mark sneak out to the beach with him? it was busan too? renjun and busan, a dangerous combination

hyperfixating on renjun's necklace lmao

LOL so jungwoo asked for renjun's necklace (as a joke) and renjun was like yeah i can give this to you and mark was like omg this is like busan all over again. jungwoo just says things flippantly and renjun takes them seriously but also with 120% courage so he kind of pushes jungwoo to have to work with him lol.

mark to shownu: you got to know jungwoo well through this show right? mark to shownu: isn't he like a puppy?

jungwoo to shownu: do you think of me as a puppy? shownu: no you're jungwoo 🤣 and then jungwoo got teased for deflating

mark mixing up his konglish and then jungwoo and shownu going into english practice mode

jungwoo is busy dog? i didn't know htis haha

talking about how the neos save each other's names in their contacts

mark said that he saved renjun's name as shoulder gangster renjun and jungwoo started singing the song but only NOW am i realizing that it's actually the beginning chorus of go 😅😂 but jungwoo really is close with the dreamies eh

shownu, jungwoo, and renjun all save their contact names in a simple way which is HOW IT SHOULD BE because how else are you going to find people's names??? i really don't get people who save contacts as nicknames

lolll this is what i do for people who aren't friends lol (like coworkers or like bank people etc)

so jungwoo has a neat room :o

shownu's talking about how he envies jungwoo for being neat and organized because he loses his things all the time. he's bought so many airpods. and he also loses his car keys.

renjun is a lanyard boy

shownu: what if i forget where my car is renjun: ... renjun: call your car?

LOL mark was a bit hesitant to join into the convo but he was like "er....that happens to me too" (losing your car)

ok i'm like jungwoo because i try to park in the same place every time too

jungwoo dissecting mark's routine step by step and mark is losing his mind 😅

i knew mark used things for a long time based on what we saw in the boys mental training camp. he said he gets sentimental about stuff. which again, is very in line with his personality.

shownu cried when he had to sell his car and he had it for less than two years 😅

i'm kind of like mark in that i keep my old phone when i get a new one. but i do back up my photos regularly to my computer so keeping photos on my phone isn't really a thing i do. which reminds me, i have to do that soon lol.

aw, jungwoo said that this is the first time shownu has opened like this on the show and it's because of renjun. i think it's also a side effect of jungwoo being relaxed because he's with friends as opposed to guests who he's not as familiar with.

this shownu x renjun friendship is so cute <3

mark thought he'd start doing more mature concepts like monsta x when he turned 25 but he's 25 now and doesn't feel like he can so he gave up.

hype man jungwoo

i think the guests have to decide whether shownu and jungwoo have to work?

renjun thinks harvesting radishes sounds fun. honestly...same lol. if it's just a one-time thing.

jungwoo and shownu have to work 😅 they have to cook fish 😮

this was really fun and cute <3

[tewwor-a]

✧･ﾟ starter call ( accepting ) | @hopeworth​​​ ･ﾟ✧

The point of living in the middle of a forest was to lessen the contact they had with society. Their residence laid far away from any well paved roads, tucked behind a maze of trees and plant life. Point is – she’s a very hard person to find unless someone knew their exact whereabouts. Which is the exact reason why she greeted an unannounced presence with a knife in hand.

The wood beneath her boots shifted subtly – not enough to be seen by the untrained eye, but just enough to be heard. “What do you want?” Adela asked, tone just as unforgiving as the severe scowl on their features.

[snowball-doie]

how would 127 react to reyna getting super insecure in her early teens (as most 13 year olds tend to do)

They’re going to war for their daughter ong. You will nawwtttt catch Taeyong standing for that shit, no matter who it is, but then there’s the likes of Yuta who’s like “ok who made you feel insecure, I’ll beat them” like ok bud calm down. Most of them are just worried. Especially when she starts wearing baggy clothes and stops talking about trying to audition for companies and all that- Like that’s her dream, so what happened?? The second they figure out some casting director told her she was “too fat and clumsy” to be an idol, ohhhhhhh ALL OF NCT IS ON THE MOVVEEEEEE- All 25 members are gonna have a lovely little convo with that casting director 😀 Getting bullied in middle school is always something that stuck with Doyoung, so he’s the first to be at Reyna’s side, comforting her, giving her a person to talk to about it without any judgements or silly pushback. Her feelings are valid and he wants her to know that. Haechan’s also the type to try to go out of his way to show her that she’s perfect- Taking her on a shopping spree, getting lots of good, expensive food with her, taking her to a salon where she gets a massage and has her nails done. Yuta takes her to Japan to audition for companies there instead of in Korea, and there she gets more positive feedback which just goes to show that one asshole casting director doesn’t know what he’s talking about, and he’s going to regret not hiring her one day when she’s famous worldwide. Taeyong will take her up to a look out late at night, and they’ll just sit there and talk for hours before he and Jaehyun sneak her into SM early in the morning to work on dancing and singing together. Jungwoo will give her this whole long talk about his experience when he was younger as a trainee, watching all of his friends debut and have fun together while he was left behind, continuously told by instructors that he wasn’t good enough. Reyna’s not like that. She is good enough. They all know it.

Their love and their support in their unique ways keeps Reyna sane and her confidence slowly but surely rebuilds.

[lunarsun12]

The Deal

Masterlist

Author Note: Oh my goodness Ateez comeback is lit! Go check it out Crazy form ahhh!

It was the after the celebration of Jungwoo party. Jungwoo was feeling so happy as literally doyoung agreed to whatever he wants. He loves the attention.

Jaehyun, has been waiting for Jungwoo to pay up , as he is pretty sure he has forgotten as he has the tendency to ‘forget’.

After the ‘delightful’ convo between the two, another member of the household have found about their alliance. However this person seek to form a new alliance as justice for them both

Who is the third person? What do they want Jaehyun for?

Jungwoo and The Unknown person chat

Today 23:00

Unknown: Jungwoo, pay up the money right now! I need money

Jungwoo🍬: I already paid hours ago, you didn’t check

Jungwoo🍬: And Chenle, thank you helping me cheat by hacking into the school system

Unknown: I’m not Chenle

Jungwoo🍬: Of course you are Chenle, only he cares about money and demands it so quickly

Unknown: Chenle is in the same grade as you! He is too busy studying for his exams!

Jungwoo🍬: Did I wire the money to the wrong person then?

Unknown: no, I gave you my bank details just not the name

Jungwoo🍬: Then who are you then?

Unknown: Jungwoo, are you serious? You don’t know who I am?

Jungwoo🍬: Am I supposed to know you?

Unknown: Aish, this is why I hate you all! It’s me Jaehyun you brother! I was the one who helped you

Jungwoo🍬: I don’t remember you in my contacts? Since when you are my brother?

Jaehyun💪🏻: HOW COULD YOU FORGET ABOUT ME-

Jungwoo🍬: There are lots of people around the house. The only person who I know is my brother is Yuta

Jaehyun💪🏻: YOU HAVE TWO ELDERS BROTHER ME AND YUTA

Jungwoo🍬: Okay I saved as my brother. I never seen you come over or ever engage in family business don’t blame me

Jaehyun💪🏻: I shouldn’t have never helped you..

Jungwoo🍬: Its too late and I’m gonna get a brand new shiny new car tmr

Jaehyun💪🏻: WHAT! That’s not fair, when I graduated high school they said good job that’s it

Jungwoo🍬: I smell jealously

Jaehyun💪🏻: Me jealous as if

Jaehyun💪🏻: I’ll tell Eomma that you cheated and the school board

Jungwoo🍬: I like to see you try

Jungwoo🍬: I won’t be arrested, as I will say you forced me to cheat off as you demanded money from me

Jungwoo🍬: So go ahead and tell them. Hope you enjoy jail ☺️

Jaehyun💪🏻: They won’t believe you! You got no proof

Jungwoo🍬: I’m very good at photoshopping conversations

Jungwoo🍬: I can make you look like the villian

Jaehyun💪🏻: Drats, why are you smart in blackmailing people and not studying

Jungwoo🍬: It comes with the Jungwoo package duh

Jungwoo🍬: Now, how about you give back the money and we can call it even ☺️

Jaehyun💪🏻: I hate you-

Jungwoo🍬: I will come in my car tomorrow at your house, just to make you mad ✨

The next day

Today 12:00pm

Jaehyun💪🏻: I wired you the money and you don’t spill Jungwoo

Jaehyun💪🏻: You have been spending too much with hyuckie lately

Jungwoo🍬: What exactly did i do?

Jaehyun💪🏻: NOT AGAIN

Jungwoo🍬: What thing I did, that is totally not suspicious

Jaehyun💪🏻: Hang on? You not Jungwoo who are you? Yuta?

Jungwoo🍬: It’s not Yuta, it’s me Johnny…

Jaehyun💪🏻: Ahh the biggest idiots of this household. I mean hi hello uncle

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): Is the kid blackmailing you?

Jaehyun💪🏻: No of course not, it rather complicated

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): As long it is not illegal, I will let it slide

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): And Jaehyun you should be careful leaving your computer open when I last come over

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): I knew you have been helping Jungwoo all this time

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): Let’s be real, I seen this kid and there is no way. He can get into top university

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): How about we seek some justice for us 🌚

Jaehyun💪🏻: I don’t need help from you. You already a criminal

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): Keep a lookout for my texts. We can talk later

Jungwoo🍬(Johnny): Also clear the convo. I don’t want the kid snitching on us to the boring doyoung

[ncityavenue]

𝙍𝙀𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉𝙎.

These are random things you'd do in a relationship with the members of NCT 127!

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TAEIL

Probably listen to random music, like you suggest some of your music to him and y'all just start vibing to it. Lowkey wake up the whole entire house bc for some reason y'all do it in the morning rather than the afternoon or the night😭(This is probably motivated by Taeil's relay cam where he dances to that hype music with Yuta💀). Shhh he's a The Weeknd fan now🤞🏾

JOHNNY

He gives the vibe of someone that just gets up and wants to go somewhere (Yuta as well) he'll just be like "Yo, you wanna go to that new restaurant that opened last week?" And it kinda doesn't matter if you say no or yes, you're going bc he persuades you anyway. Who knows? You might be featured on a ep of JCC🤭

TAEYONG

The Original plan was to watch mean girls but now y'all watching 365 days🚪🚶🏾‍♀️.... Then y'all watching Sleep away Camp#1. The point is that y'all never follow the original plan to dates(?) Or nights where you wanna relax together. BACK TO 365 DAYS😭 Y'all don't finish it bc Johnny walks in on y'all watching and he doesn't even really pay attention to it but taeyong is too embarrassed so y'all end up watching a horror movie👏🏾

YUTA

(THERE'S SO MUCH I CAN SAY ABT HIM—)

Y'all have deep conversations, LIKE DEEP. It can be about you guys, the world, friendships,social media, politics, etc. It always starts at 11:00pm way after everyone is already asleep and lasts for a good 5 hours..7 if you're lucky😋🤞🏾. Very touchy during the convos, that's probably bc Yuta is a very affectionate person. Then y'all end up being the last ones awake in the morning 🙇🏾‍♀️

DOYOUNG

Shopping is probably something y'all do alot, it could be grocery or clothing. He looks like someone that spends hours in a boutique FOR YOU😭 you're just like "no it's ok I like this one" and he's like "nooo but look at this one it's a nice shade of purple" like babe we said the first necklace was okay no need to get us 10 more🧐. Sugar daddy frfr🤞🏾 IM SORRY FHSJDVHSWVKD—

JAEHYUN

(Small small small angst but overload of fluff🤞🏾)

When he's mad at you, he's just dead silent AND THE DRYNESS OF HIS ANSWERS TO YOU IS ANGER INDUCING— But then he can't help but smile at your little sulking bc he's like "why was I mad at them in the first place🧐" but then he smiles even more when you try to get his attention by playing his favorite songs. THEN YOU START SINGING ALONG?? HE'S DONE FOR. Yeah by the end of the night y'all kinda forget why y'all were mad each other in the first place, WIN FOR EVERYONE👏🏾👏🏾 (or should I say winwin?? I'm sorry..)

JUNGWOO

Board games is must in this household!!! He's so humble about his very good techniques in games that it worries you a bit, you know he's the angel of the relationship bc if you were as good as him you'd be the most cocky person ever. THE THING IS sometimes he tries to make errors and try to suck so you can win. It's the sad truth bc you don't even realize until he tells you later on and THAT smirk appears on his face😭

MARK

Y'all look up 5 minute craft videos and watch them for hours while clowning it but somehow Mark is like "Dude, we should totally try this!" First, he just address you as the same thing he calls his bestie johnny and other members💀 Second, HE WANTS TO TRY A CRAFT THAT DOESN'T EVEN MAKE SENSE😭 and for some reason you agree bc you can't say no to his cuteness and his excitement. Y'all also watch 7 second riddles, and you turn it into a game where if one gets more right than the other; the Loser has to take  table spoons of mayo,ketchup, mustard,sour cream, and ranch (I couldn't think of anything else) also Mark loses so...yeah!

HAECHAN

(Maybe suggestive)

Y'all occasionally go on Omegle 😭 idk y this strikes me as a haechan thing it just does, it's always 50/50. One time y'all pretended to have sex but it was of course off camera and someone literally started Jacking off to it, when the person finished they were like "good job guys, you should become adult content creators!" YALL LEFT THE CHAT TRAUMATIZED💀 that's why y'all go on there very occasionally it's always when y'all are drunk tho😭😭

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Wow would you look at that, me being not as chaotic for headcanons 🤭 Love that for me!❤️❤️😘😘

Anyways, This is the end of the black girl kpop Stan chronicles [BGKSC] for short..No? Okay. give me some suggestions (nothing weird plz🙂🙏🏾) BYE BESTIE BOOS 😋🤞🏾❤️

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Shooting My Shot. | Mark Lee (M)

Synopsis;; What happens when Mark meets the infamous Ice Queen of his campus Kwon Vivian and becomes interested in her? Now he’s trying to court the cold hearted prez.

Character credits;; Mark Lee as Mark Lee, huihuing on Instagram, Mentions of other Nct Members. I do not own these people.

PLAYLIST: Ice Queen Baekhyun, Breeze Lullaby, Constant Jeremy Passion, Blue Jeans Gangga.

Smoke blows outwards passing dry lips, grey colour air dancing around in circles with multiple patterns. The hand lowers down rolling up the shirt sleeve, tapping the cigarette edge as he slants more on the university wall from behind.

“Kim Jungwoo.” A voice brought the boy to turn out and yell in panic, dropping the cigarette on the ground as quickly as possible. Although bad for him, He saw the terrifying shorter female glare right into his soul with a warning. “AH, Class Prez, what are you doing here haha..? A bit… Weirdly fitting for you to roam this area.” Jungwoo coughs out, he turns around when Vivian tilts her head to make eye contact.

“Were you smoking?” She brings up the most unimportant convo for him to handle. Jungwoo let’s out a tiny raspberry with lips, “pftttt me? Nooo, I stopped like you told me too.” He avoids her eyes, slowly walking past her. “I’ll…see you around then.”

As he disappears out of her eye’s radar, he ran for it immediately. Vivian turns around sighing, yup he’s smoking definitely. He can’t lie for god’s sake; The girl slowly walks back inside the building.

Jungwoo baits himself out but what matters to him right now is finishing a whole cigarette without being interrupted every second. Believe it or not, the bot try’s to stop but he genuinely can’t. He hums out entering a place where Vivian would never enter. What’s a place that someone like Vivian cannot enter you ask?

The men’s toilets.

He fingers out the red lighter, mouth holding the slim long cigarette he’s rolled out for himself with his hands, Jungwoo slowly lights the cigarette. Once the cigarette burns, the magic starts to kick in. The feeling of euphoric burning smell hit the nostrils in through the mouth and out the nose, relaxes Jungwoo’s lungs and muscles.

He felt calm. Jungwoo humming out as he stands midway the stalk on the further end. Boys walking out and in unbothered by the smoke from Jungwoo. Many other smoke here, but weren’t caught before because they didn’t have the Class President on their back.

Unfortunately for him. Vivian wasn’t one to give up. The girl stands outside the boy’s toilets where without a single hesitation, she press a hand on the door sweeping in the toilets. The sight of the white hair boy smoking so freely, confidently, thinking he finally escaped her.

Little did he know though.

“Don’t you want to live a longer life, Kim Jungwoo?” Vivian scorns out more aggressively than the cigarette ever could. Jungwoo panics turning around, once he had, a hand reaches for the cigarette snatching it from the lips. Vivian turning to the sink as she crushed the cigarette in it, pouring water down on it.

The boy blinks at the girl with fluster cheeks, pointing at the door then at the girl who was seemingly the least unbothered person. A few students watch Vivian weirdly, Giving judgemental stares but walk out without a word spared to question what a girl was doing in the boy’s toilets.

“I- Class Prez, why are you in the boy’s toilets?” Jungwoo stutters out with a slight gibberish. The girl turns to Jungwoo. “Because you lied to me! God, you said last week—“

“I actually tried my best to not smoke last week though!” Jungwoo whines. Vivian sighs. “You weren’t trying hard enough. You even thought boys toilets could stop me from finding you.” She glared turning to the door, Jungwoo murmuring on his knees.

“I���m sorry!” He shouts. Vivian turns down to the man, a hand out. “Give me your lighter and cigarette packet.” She strictly said, he had no choice but to obey quietly. The cigarette packet with the lighter on top fitting in Vivian’s hands.

Jungwoo sits back up from the floor, standing still in front of the shorter girl with puff sulky cheeks. Vivian said nothing but glances down to the pocket on his left, sighing, the girl reaches her hand out, muttering in disbelief. “Empty your other pocket. I wasn’t born yesterday.”

The boy felt like she was his mother or something, what was this feeling of being scolded? Jungwoo reaches a hand down the left pocket emptying it. He hands her the clear packet of greenish sort of plant. Vivian widens her eyes at the sight, Jungwoo murmuring. “I was going to do weed today.”

“To get high?” Vivian woukd gawk aloud, Jungwoo raising an eyebrow innocently. “Obviously, what else can you do with it?” He replied sarcastically to the class president. She clicks her tongue annoyed and disappointed. “Okay, whatever, if I find you smoking again you’re going on life detention.” She tells him with a threat, meaning every word. He knows it too.

She turns to the door leaving, the moment the body left the toilet, a soft yet rough surface bumps into her. Seemingly to be another student, she pauses looking up to see a boy with blue electric hair, most round beautiful eyes and tannish summery skin. Vivian looks away, but the boy was fast to catch on as he looks at the men’s symbol on the bathroom.

Mark tilts his head as he looks down at the shorter girl who was seemingly not paying much attention to him until, a deep voice from him spoke.

“This is the… boy’s toilets.” Mark trails pointing at the sign. Vivian’s lips falter, falling apart from each other to come out with an excuse but who is she to make an excuse for Jungwoo. She replies with an all know attitude instead. “I know, I can read and see.” Vivian said to him, Mark humming.

“Is that so…” he squints his eyes forward. “What where you doing in there—“

“None of your business.” Vivian quickly cuts off him walking away once the boy moves on the aside, bumbling shoulders a little on the edge. Mark whistles watching her walk away, he couldn’t help but think for such a pretty girl she has a cold attitude. He shrugs it off though, gotta keep moving through the day.

He steps in the bathroom with a large ring swirling the moment his foot kicks it about. Mark walks up to the jewellery he found by his feet, picking it up with the fingers. Mark realises this ring was on the girl before.

“Wait you dropped your-“ Mark turns around, but she was gone already. He looks down at the golden ring jewellery, rubbing the back of his blue Smurf like hair. “Ring.” He ends his sentence quietly.

Who was she, Mark wonders. A whole mystery case, a beautiful mystery. He needs to know her.

“Vivi.” Jisoo calls out in the seat next to Vivian who looks at the girl with raised eyebrow. “What’s your photography project called?”

The class they’re attending is photography, every student has their own portfolio to make and take pictures of by the end of this semester. The owner of the project decides everything, it’s an invidious practical work by yourself.

Problem is, Vivian is struggling to pick what to take pictures of. She has a name, but not a point of theme. Jisoo however had the exact opposite problem, she has what she wants in her head but no name came in that empty unimaginable brain.

The class president looks Down humming. “Safe Place. What’s yours?” Jisoo blankly repeats “Safe place.. hmm interesting. My one? It’s called non existent. Because I can’t think of a stupid name.” Jisoo blurts out hitting the back of her chair.

“Yah Jaehyun,” Jisoo calls out by the door as two boys came into view. The two boys walk to the girl’s, Vivian turns around to look at who she called over, only to meet eyes with familiar large eyes that resemble planets in the universe.

“Jisoo, hey.” Jaehyun waves openly and his friend with the outstanding blue hair that stood out like a sore thumb in Vivian’s eyes points at her in surprise. “It’s you, the pervert girl who was in the boy’s toilets.” Mark slowly trails. Jisoo raises an judgemental eyebrow at Vivian.

She gave her the look that screams ‘Oh my god what did you do now, Vivian.’

“I told you it’s not what it looks like.” Vivian reprimands the boy who has a slight friendly smug. “Hey Jisoo, mind tagging along with me to get the camera set up?” The older boy points to the exit, the girl nodding with a cheerful hum. Jisoo and Jaehyun left the two alone as soon as he asked.

Mark decides maybe it’s the time to introduce himself. She was such a beautiful mystery it kept him on his toes wanting more with this unbelievable curiosity sparking to burst. Mark shifts into Jisoo’s seat, sitting now next to Vivian who was drawing on the sketchbook. She lets out an annoyed sigh, not turning to acknowledge Mark even though she knows he was there.

It’s not hard to ignore him necessarily, with that blue hair.

Mark smiles, tilts his head as his whole body shifts to Vivian. Observing and watching the girl until she spoke. And she did. Vivian turns head around to Mark with a glare. “What do you want from me?” She spat.

The boy hands open his palm, turning it around as Vivian sighs. “What is this? What do you want me to do?” The girl would ask staring at the closed palm. Mark shrugs lightly, “open it.” Vivian sighs out, those words annoying her to the bones but mainly what injects her body to be upset was Mark’s presence.

He was so involved in her day today it was like god is punishing her. Vivian twists the hand open and Mark slowly reveals the ring the girl lost that she hasn’t even realised she lost it earlier. Vivian’s eyebrows arch forward, eyes widen and her fingers wrap on the ring putting it back on. Vivian murmurs, “how.” Softly.

Mark came closer humming. “You dropped it in front of the toilets, you should be careful, it’s a beautiful ring.” He tells worryingly. Vivian took it like a scolding though. She looks away nodding. “Thanks.”

“May I get your name as a reward?” Mark slowly asks, Vivian turning to Mark with her lips open. A low mocking cough filters out. “For what?”

He lets out a confused sigh. “Come on, I can’t know your name?” Mark tells, he earns a nod from Vivian as she shot back quickly with a moody expression. “You’re right, you can’t. Now get out of Jisoo’s seat.” Vivian scowls out. He sighs taking Plan A as a fail, leaving the seat as he sits back down further down the class where he originally sat.

Why was she so hard to get to know? Mark was sure that she’s a nice, kind girl, but there must be a reason why Vivian is this cold and hung up with walls guarding her from speaking to him.

Yangyang plops down on the right side causing the table to shake, the Canadian boy not noticing because his eyes were fixated on the beautiful girl far ahead working hard on the photography class, mending all sorts of creativity in that mysterious foreign brain. The Chinese boy tilts his head, shifting a hand in front of Mark’s face where he clicks his thumbs together twice.

“Earth to Mark, hello?” Yangyang laughs a little, watching Mark turn to him in confused daze that screams shock. “Oh shit when did you get here?” Mark’s lips form an O.

The boy turns his back around unpacking the bag, replying cheerfully. “A while ago, you weren’t paying shit to me. What got your attention huh?” Yangyang beams happily, the younger boy was practically Mark’s homie to the point there was no need for formality honourifics. Mark was older, but he treats everyone like a friend.

Mark sighs as he rubs the back of his head frustrated. “How do I get a girl to tell me her name?” Mark can’t believe he’s asking his friend Yangyang for advice on how to talk to girls. The boy turns to Mark with a pen in his lips hanging it there. “You tryna get a girl?” Yangyang laughs a little, he sees the older boy give him a grim expression. “Shut up dude and just tell me.” Mark spoke up, half annoyed.

Yangyang raises hands in surrender, indicating he’d stop the teasing (for now, knowing Yangyang, it won’t truly go away.) the younger boy hums out with a big sacking hint of nosiness,

“So, who’s the lucky girl?” He licks the bottom lip begging for an answer from Mark. “I would tell you if I knew her name.” He’d roll his eyes sighing. “Don’t make this obvious, but, Do You see the girl on my far left, with the bouncy hair and cardigan who’s drawing?” Mark tells and watches Yangyang hover over Mark’s broad shoulders as he stood from the seat.

“Oh her?” Yangyang eyes Vivian from afar as he sat down, semi-loudly speaking causing the people around to watch them now. Mark shrugs the sudden million stares, all thanks to Yangyang; gritting teeth at the Chinese boy with half warning. “Well done idiot now she knows Im asking you for help.”

Vivian looking up from the obvious chatting in the front background, as much as the girl was blocking it out. It was amusing to see a guy like Mark trying so hard to know her, but it was annoying nevertheless. Why, was running through her mind. He must have some weirdly obsessed motive to get to know her. She stares at the two boys, Yangyang and Mark looking back at her as they look away, Yangyang waves openly at Vivian.

Vivian murmurs under the breath. “Weirdos…”. She gives him an uninterested glare and looks away, focusing the attention back on the project.

Mark sighs as he pulls Yangyang to face him. “I told you, she won’t tell me. Do you know her?” He earns a disappointing head shake from Yangyang. “Nah, but I do know she’s class president.”

“How… the hell do you know that but not her name?” Mark blurts out in disbelief. Seriously, is god punishing him? Maybe. No one seems to know her name. “Dude, I dunno I suck with names! I literally called you Marcus because I thought your name was a nickname.” Yangyang would say.

Mark shakes his head at the distant memory. When the hopes were slowly dying, an opportunity presents itself. The girl standing next to Jaehyun as they walk side by side in the classroom. Yangyang saw Mark walk away from the desk, leaving him alone and then runs slowly to catch up with the two. Past the other student tables, he slowly grabs a hold of Jisoo by blocking the way when she was alone.

Jisoo blinks glancing at Mark. “Mark right? Hey. How can I help.” She smiles kindly, Mark returns the small smile as he lets out a small nervous laugh. “You see, your friend over there.” Mark begins to add, Jisoo nodding as she wasn’t quite understanding the situation but she nods still no matter what. “Can I have her number..? Perhaps. Maybe..? Mayhaps?”

The slow emphasis adds makes Jisoo burst a teasing grin that haunts Mark, the dorky goofy yet extroverted and popular guy who is basketball crazy- and surprisingly adorable and hot at the same time. She lets out an ‘ahhhh I see’

“Hmm, sure. I’ll give you her number.” Jisoo pleasantly smirks, as Mark hands his phone to the girl she takes it, typing in the number. She looks up watching Mark’s anticipation on his face, couldn’t help but let out a short laugh. “I mean, she will kill me once she finds out but it’s okay. She didn’t tell me I can’t do it.” Jisoo said truthfully and Mark grins. “True, thank you Jisoo.”

“I owe you big time.” Mark promptly told with big gratification to Jisoo, who only shrugs it off humbly.

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Mark sighs with winning happiness in the bedsheets he lays on top of, staring at the lit up screen with the phone number and contact name ‘pervert girl’ . In his head he’s been replaying the situation, acting on how and what to say to her.

???: Hey, is this Pervert girl from the bathroom toilets?

A large ding from the phone was heard across the room, Vivian taking off the top in her room. The girl stares in front of the mirror watching herself in the laced light pink bra, she raises an eyebrow at the phone.

Slowly walking up to the bed, putting a leg on the sheet, she grabs the phone reading the message. A frown paints on the face quickly, beginning to tap the keyboard.

???: Who’s this?

???: Mark Lee, from photography class

The girl sighs out as she rubs her head muttering confused. “What the, he’s stalking me now?” Vivian groans. Seriously, why is he so hooked by her?

???: oh so you’re stalking me now huh. WHO gave you my number?

???: Hmm, that is a secret … I won’t tell you, unless you tell me your name.

Vivian scoffs at the message on the phone, rolling around the bed with her feet kicking the air with anger. Is he blackmailing her? Or what, threatening? She sits up, shouting. “Who does he think he is?” Vivian starts.

While Mark in his room was smiling at the messages like a clown. He was rolling on the bed with his feet kicking the air all lovey-dovey. At this point, he was happy she was texting back. “She’s taking a while to respond, I guess my charm works?”

???: I’m going to sue you for stalking I swear.

???: That’s mean, I’m just trying to talk with you

???: Blocking.

???: Wait! Okay, how about we meet up tomorrow at the library?

???: For?

???: I’ll tell you who gave me your number if you meet me at the library at 11 in the morning.

Vivian sighs, she can’t believe she’s going to agree to this boy. The boy who’s literally persistent on getting to know her.

???: Okay fine, you have 2 minutes to tell me everything.

The next day, Vivian made sure to clean her schedule with the rest of the council club so she can meet Mark. It was sketchy, but she did promise him two minutes only. He’s even lucky he has any minutes, she was this close on pressing the block button.

When the library squeaks open to reveal the not-so-busy place, she was set with slight relief. Suppose Library on Fridays is quite empty. Vivian turns around the corner, met with a boy in denim jacket, black loose cargos and a white shirt. He wore a black beanie and glasses. Mark’s electric blue hair gently hidden away with the beanie. Vivian had to admit it mentally, but he was really good looking, he didn’t have to know that though!

Vivian rolls eyes on the ground, walking up to him. She sat in the front with her bag hanging on her shoulder. Mark gives a satisfying smile. “You actually came,” he exclaims. She looks up at him, “Well yeah, i said you have two minutes so make it count.” Vivian said, being as firm as possible. Mark can’t help but clears his throat.

“I’ll tell you if you tell me your name..” Mark would howlingly request, hands in the air surrendering gently when he sees Vivian clenching her lips in an annoyed pout, “why are you so damn persistent?” Vivian ponders out. This is probably the longest someone’s kept lingering around her.

Eyes watch Vivian with sparkles, couldn’t help but to crease an eye-smile with his eyebags, those eyebrows can’t help but lift themselves to dance whenever the girl spoke to him; Mark was more than sure it was a love at first sight. He genuinely, likes her vibe. Vivian cannot see that, but, what she can see is that he is a good guy.

Despite him trying to befriend her he’s never done anything inappropriate to scare off Vivian or to report him. Maybe the number thing was sorta scary, but he even introduced himself openly to her, therefore she knows his intentions is nothing perverted of sorts.

He begins slowly and softly talking leaning closer to Vivian, where he has a growing smile. Vivian accidentally taking a whiff from the boy’s aftershave and perfume, her lips faltering to open. “I really like you. I would like to get to know you.” Vivian watches those eyes that desire her so badly, and a soft shy smile crept up on the girl’s face. Mark watches in awe, it was a first to ever see a smile on Vivian.

The girl has always this gloomy, moody and unbothered chill expression where he cannot read her whatsoever. But now, he has seen a first emotion from her. Shyness. Vivian looks away with a sigh. “I- stop, then. I’m not interested.” She’d tell him. Mark tilts his head humming. “Not even friendship..? You have no reason to reject that.”

She ponders with another excuse that came with nothing, Vivian leaning in as she grabs her bags. “Two minutes is over.” She mentions, Mark smiles holding her wrist with a reflex the minute she was to stand up. Vivian looks back on Mark, blinking. “Jisoo gave me your number, at least I tried to befriend you. But my offer still stands.” He said, respectfully understanding her boundaries as well as reasoning. Though he doesn’t know it, he doesn’t need to either.

Vivian felt the wrist hold loosen where Mark walks out first with hands in front pockets of the loose trousers. The girl stands in the empty library , somehow feeling empty and confused. Some part inside Vivian wants to have Mark around, but the rest of her is scared to give the trust to someone.

He backed off now. Maybe it’s too pathetic of her to come back to him, asking to be friends right?

The basketball court holds through a collision of players, jumping and running, some falling and some sitting on the side benches. The court holding only players, as outside was people watching them play the green gates.

Mark pants heavily grabbing a hold of the ball only to get it taken out those muscular hands from Jaehyun who was sneakily running on the side, scoring a point down the hoop. The younger man sighs, walking out when the referee (another basketball player who plays like their coach for the fun) blows the whistle aloud. Sungchan sighs coming to the blue hair boy, turning around to grab a small white towel throwing it to Mark.

The boy catches it without looking back, rubbing it down the forehead, hair and then down the neck slowly as he reaches for his water bottle, sipping water down his warming up throat. Jaehyun coming later, fist bumping Mark and then Sungchan. “Good game boys.” Sungchan cheers.

Jaehyun hums looking outside the games as he witnesses a particular someone causing a smile to crack open on his face . He reaches out a hand waving, Sungchan and Mark look back to watch the girl in the distance,

She jumps up waving back, coming forward to the court’s gate entrance. Jaehyun looks back at his friends, “I’ll get going.” He said, walks to his bag packing the towel in it and then his water bottle. Mark chuckles, “is that Han Byeol?”

Jaehyun would nod, beaming with energy suddenly when the sight of his girlfriend was in the open. Sungchan boos silently, “man, me and Mark are single as hell. We need girlfriends bro.”

“Jaehyun keeps on making me hate single life.” Sungchan continues to talk with minor complaints. Mark sighs, “tell me about it.”

The older boy hears them but he said nothing but a goodbye. The two watch the man and the woman meet up with a gentle kiss and Jaehyun wrapping arms around her neck, these two walking in the sweet longing sunset. Mark looks away, he can’t help but think about Vivian.

He’s so damn interested, it kills him with the limited information. He won’t lie, she’s attractive but what’s attracting was something else. It was that weird sudden meeting and the way she spoke to him. So damn harsh but he didn’t mind it. Sungchan murmurs a few sing songs under the breath until looking up at the serious expression Mark has while thinking deeply about something.

Sungchan punches Mark’s arm on the side, causing the older to flinch glancing back at him. “What was that for?” Sungchan smirks. “You were thinking deeply so i punched you.”

Mark croaks out a disbelief scoff. “Wow,” he murmurs shaking the head. Sungchan playing with the hem of the jersey as he takes it off, revealing the shirtless body. It was damn hot, he can’t take it keeping the jersey on anymore. “Cmon take the jersey off too Mark, it’s damn hot.” Sungchan tells. Mark shakes his head. “I’m leaving in a bit. I have to do my photography project too.”

He nods understanding the situation, instead Sungchan runs to bother Winwin who was crowded by the other basketball players. Mark grabbing his stuff, leaving the court leisurely.

On the calming walk to the bus station, Mark awaits gently with his earbuds in the ears music running through them, rain hitting the surface of the real world. Great it was pouring too. Mark doesn’t mind the rain much but when he is walking in it— it’s a different story isn’t it?

As the rain shoots down, pouring heavily every minute, Mark stays soak walking in it leisurely. Bus stop few centimetres away by now, he has made the way to the station. To brim the long wait for the bus to arrive, Mark blasts the headphone set with music running through the ears with ease mixing with the rainy background.

But something catches the thin line outside the headset. A scream.

Mark puts the headphones down the neck, turning around to the scream. Body moves on its own according to the danger, he ran with sudden heart pounce; swiftly turning the left, then the right where an alley took Mark welcoming him to a boy on the floor holding the crotch in utter pain.

Raising an eyebrow at the guy on the flooding ground, Mark raises head to the familiar person standing with hands falling down by their hips. “Pervert girl?…” Mark mutters out confused.

Vivian turning to see Mark, eyes tremble with wide round shape. The lips quiver by the cold rain painting over them. “What are you doing here?” Vivian let’s out, Mark walking forward as his hand reaches forward without hesitation, holding her hand to pull them out of the alley.

Watching the boy’s back as her body limps to follow. Mark brought them to the station. He ran to catch the one minute bus that closed its doors, thankfully re-opening them automatically.

Vivian mentally laughs in disbelief. He just paid for her bus faire and now he’s dragged her with him unprovoked. Mark turns to the girl as they sat on the behind of the bus. The eyes sparkling in the other, as if she was his sun and he was a mere rotating planet.

“Mark, what do you think you’re doing?” Vivian raises an eyebrow. Mark innocently humming. “I got you out of the rain of course.”

That’s an answer she did not expect. Vivian breaks the eye contact with a soft disbelief smile. “You can’t be serious. Won’t you question what happen at the alleyway?” She trails with temptation.

He scoffs. “You won’t even tell me your name when I asked, why would I ask what happened when you most likely won’t tell me anyways?”

Vivian stays quiet, as she listens to Mark. “I can only hope i got you out of danger.” He sweetly aligns his hand away from Vivian’s, finally letting go off the cold smaller hand. She didn’t realise it that he was clinging until the moment he’s let go. Vivian smirks lightly. “Touché.”

She said to Mark.

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The door opens to a dark apartment, quite modern with a nice view over the Seoul city. Vivian with shoes off in front of the door, comes inside with a small curious look around inside each room.

Mark watching the girl turn from a deathly eagle into a small baby chick in a matter of seconds as she timidly peeks about. He smiles but makes the way to the kitchen, took off the jacket on the way too; he flings it on the couch. Whistling, the lights turn on the kitchen.

Hands crawl to the handle from the fridge. He heard footsteps that did not belong to him. Mark without looking to check, the voice did instead.

“Do you drink?” Mark brought up, as his hand grips the wide beer can.

Vivian licks her teeth, wet clothes leaning on the door frame with squirming eyes observing Mark from head to toe. “Are you seriously offering me a drink?” She hawks with shock silver lining the mouth.

Mark laughs a bit, rotating head to face Vivian with a cheeky smile. “Yes I am. I might be crazy for even letting a stranger who won’t tell me their name in my apartment, so don’t you think we are past that stage and we should just have a drink together?”

The sarcasm announces itself in his deep voice, the playful banter atmosphere rising between the two students. Their eyes sparking a bantering war.

Vivian let’s out a huh. “Touché, again.”

She hurls inside the excitement for the alcohol, because honestly an alcohol after coming out the rain sounds really good right now. Vivian takes one step forward, then a second step and now a third to Mark. She gives a hand out. “Go on then.”

“That’s the spirit.” Mark widely smirks turning down to the fridge, grabbing the beer can, pushing it in Vivian’s hand. He would close the fridge door.

Vivian’s voice goes into a hmph. “Only one though.” She strictly rules forward. Mark walking past her as he sees her following, he flings the body to slant— sitting across the couch comfortably with legs spread. “That’s what everyone says.” Mark jokes out, opening the beer can with a large spur.

The girl hopping on tip toes to sit on the other end of the couch with her legs crossed formally. The beer can in her hand clinking out air of gas before sipping it past the heart shape lips.

Mark took in large sums of the beer down the throat, sighing out in relaxation. He turns to the pretty girl sipping the beer so gently and softly. Mark smiling in awe as he leans forward, pointing out at her pinky finger sticking out. “Is this some fancy rich way to drink beer or something?” Mark tilts the head watching the finger.

Vivian scowls as she hears the strings of teasing, hiding the pinky away. “Shut up, it’s a habit.” She slowly tells. He sees her become embarrassed easily, where he suddenly clicks his beer with hers, Vivian turns to Mark In surprise.

“I didn’t mean it that it’s bad. It’s cute..” Mark trailing as he looks away, sipping the drink once again. Vivian felt the ears burn, not knowing it’s it because of alcohol or the way Mark made her feel complimented about everything caused her to go unbalance.

Vivian sighs out. “I must be drunk.” She murmurs laying the head back. Mark grins, he was feeling pretty normal so far. “I hope this isn’t some tactic for you to get me drunk and get me to spill my name to you.” Vivian points out roughly.

The man turns around in denial completely, it wasn’t in his intentions. Mark truly wouldn’t ever think of such things and whoever does think In this way is a trash of a human being. The boy offended, didn’t hide the way his eyebrows scrunch in slight disgust and offence in those words shared by the girl bedside him on the couch. He lets out strongly,

“No. I would never do that.” Mark says. “I want you to tell me your name with your own choice. It will be more meaningful once i know you.” Mark softly replies back staring at the beer can, fingers tapping on the metallic edge of the beige and red can. Vivian’s eyes soften hearing those words of respect and some hint of love. She couldn’t help but to go silence and not know how to respond…

How does one respond to those? Vivian laughs as her imaginative mind go blank for once, not knowing a smart reply, a cold reply nor a kind reply.

“I must be drunk.” Vivian laughing out as her hand runs through her own lock hairs, Mark turns to Vivian as his hands grab the top of her beer can. He pulls it away, on the table resting it there. Mark with caring eyes checking on Vivian’s condition. “I don’t want you getting drunk so don’t drink anymore. If it’s okay with you, you can stay over and take my room. Clothes are in my draws for you to stay in.”

“You’re awfully persuasive.” She points out with a tut, watching Mark stand up as he pushes the two cans in the bin. “I’m taking that as a compliment.” Mark replies back with his handsome face lighting up.

A good thing he’s handsome. Vivian would’ve already killed him. But at least he’s tolerable. She sighs aloud,

“Are you always this smooth? I feel like you have a motive for having me here.” She said but earns a head tilt from Mark, humming as he slants down to the couch.

The lean muscular body slouching comfortably on the couch, the hips sudden push up adjusting himself in the middle. Vivian’s eyes travelling down checking him out from head to toes— uncontrollably. He notices, leaning forward to her face where the hot breath hits the soft white surface of her clear skin.

Timber dark silky voice, sounding like a music. “Only motive I have is to keep you safe. For all i know that guy could’ve done something to you in the alleyway.” Mark concurs happily; side effects from the alcohol.

The gentle words, kindness and at the same time playful numerous banters he has pulled at her cause Vivian to feel at ease. But at the same time, it’s creeping her out. You see, she’s not had a friend for a while (Jisoo does not count.) and the reason for that is blankly a secret to everyone. No one knows Vivian, because she’s collided herself to be cold.

It’s not that she doesn’t ever wish to have friends, she’s brainwashed herself to tell herself that she doesn’t need anyone. So why does Mark Lee make her realise how lonely she’s actually been all this time? Why now? This boy, makes her feel large amount of emotions that were buried deep down in, only to re-surface them.

The old positives emotions come out, and so do the trust issues too. Vivian is rather conflicted, and it’s all Mark’s fault.

“I..” Vivian begins slowly looking down at the fingers fidgeting with . “I dealt with a pervert from school that’s all.” She smiles forcefully, watching Mark again. Mark hearing those words, darken expression immediately where he clenches his jaw together.

“I should’ve helped you.” Mark starts quickly shaking the head in slight guilt. He hates how the world is so dark unknowingly. Vivian argues back, reaching to hold The clench hands balling Mark’s hands. “No, I’m glad you didn’t.” Vivian said.

“That way you wouldn’t get hurt.” Vivian says, with a short smile. “He was on the floor anyways with or without your help. His balls were crushed.” She clicks her tongue proudly, Mark softly laughing. “Is that what you did?”

She nods with a hum, letting go off the hands that soften around hers. Vivian sparkling with the drunk glow, only making her more attractive and beautiful in Mark’s eyes. He was so whipped for her, it’s unbelievable how one look from the boys toilets took him to be down bad for her. If only Vivian shared the same feelings, but he is determined to make her love him as much as he loves her.

“You have a toilet right?” Vivian grins out standing up from the couch, mark chuckling. “It’s on the left.” She nods at his words leaving the living room area as her walk to the apartment was short live.

Mark positions the two pillows on the couch on top of each other, puffing them up side by side. He wore grey sweat-shorts and a white long shirt . The hair fluffy side by side with soft curls. He sits down but then a girl brought his attention out of the toilet.

He turns around to look at the girl. Vivian coming out wearing the white shirt and shorts underneath that were large on the waist having to continuously pulling the short bands up to not have it fall midway. He smiles as Vivian brushes the long black hair with the fingers.

She looks good in his clothes, he admits. “Night, pervert girl.” Mark comments, laying down across the couch.

Vivian scoffing. “Night…Mark.” She pauses midway as if she wanted to tell him something. Her fingers twirl in the air as her back kept facing him and then one minute turning away to walk away.

She hisses quietly. The ears caught on gentle sleeping sounds from the boy where that makes her approach his sleeping unconscious self on the couch carefully.

Vivian admiring the boy’s tired expression as well as peaceful dreaming, she leans closer to whisper. “My name is Vivian.” She softly tells the thing she wanted to but was far too stubborn and shy to do so.

But now that the boy is sleeping, she found the courage to tell him the most dreaded thing he’s wishing for.

Vivian stood up now that she said what she wanted to, walking to the bedroom. The moment the presence left the living room, Mark turns around to sleep on his back, where a smile softly paints across the face as happily he ever could be. Hands folding behind his head where it supports him to rest on them, Mark whispering back into the air.

“You have a beautiful name Vivian…” Mark mumbles, closing eyes. The serendipity and euphoric emotions of knowing his crush name was so thrilling, the heart beating so much he didn’t think he could sleep.

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Painting in hue of orange and blue, the sky shines the city of Seoul. Golden rays of sunshine peaking in the window, pinching the unconscious resting face belonging to Vivian. Waking up to a beautiful interactive morning, the nostril flares up.

Catching on something burning, Vivian panics off the bed, door swings open as Vivian runs out to the kitchen where the smoke came from.

Panting a little, she was met with the sight of Mark cooking eggs or at least attempting to; the egg shells crushed, oil on the floor spilled, the pan a complete mess and the eggs, fall apart— half broken and undercook, some burnt to ash.

Vivian cracks out. “Yah, what are you doing. You’ll cause the smoke alarm to go off!” She sweeps up to end the alarm before it off ever go off and turn. Mark flinches to look around the girl running past him in the kitchen and now sticking by his side.

The appalling expression hitting the class president roughly as she judges the way he was cooking eggs. Vivian turns to Mark who had a nervous expression. “I’m cooking eggs, I think..- .” Mark said but it made it look like a question of how uncertain he is.

Vivian sighs out, looking around the huge mess he has made. She rubs the back of her head, lightly pushing Mark away from the stove. “I’ll make breakfast okay? How about you clean the kitchen and open the windows, let the smoke go out.” She commands like the boss she is, Mark nodding more than willing to.

“Okay!” He beams.

The two spoke as they did their relative jobs as announced. Mark cleaning and sweeping the floor clean, as well as cleaning the stove areas he has spilled left over yolk of the egg. The windows have open, lurking in clean oxygen and no longer having black smoke around the apartment.

The girl wasn’t sure how can someone mess up cooking eggs? Surely it’s the easiest thing to cook, but clearly not. Vivian couldn’t help but see Mark as the boy who tried his best but maybe tried too much. She laughs a little in the open catching Mark’s attention, who is putting away the rest of the remaining eggs he had left and oil.

“How did you mess up making eggs, Mark. Seriously.” Vivian chuckles, flipping the perfectly well-made round eye-egg on the plate with an avocado toast on the side. Mark lightly pouts closing the fridge and cupboard. “It wasn’t that bad!”

He says defending himself but even he knows it that he is bad. He sighs in defeat. “I thought I could make eggs.”

Vivian blows her lips as she held in a soft laughter, teasing him furthermore. “Apparently not, Mark.” She tells him. Mark trailing forward, “oh now you’re teasing me?” He mentions in slight shock.

“Mhmm, I am indeed teasing you.” Vivian admits openly, turning the heat on the stove off. Mark let’s out a number of ‘huh’s before following the outline of her body. Vivian moving to the sink to put the pan in it. Mark appearing behind where he slowly traps her.

Hands resting by the side and Vivian remaining stuck in between his arms as she rests her back on the slanting sink. She felt the heartbeat melt and sink at the heat she reacts with these close physical contact. Mark having this smug expression, raise eyebrows and loving round beautiful big eyes that could make him seem so innocent.

“I don’t think you have the right to tease me, Vivian. Especially after i found you in the men’s toilets.” Mark brought up, with the same teasing tone. The girl feeling the corner of the lips curve into a smirk, both eyes not looking away from each other. “I told you it’s not what it looks like.” Her reply was soft and calm, but even then, Mark felt the way she tensed up by being so close to him.

The way her ears caught on the way he spoke the name for the first time; she remembered last night fully. Vivian grinning. “So you heard me last night?”

Mark shrugs the shoulders a little, leaning back as he lets go off Vivian. She comes out of the trapping place. The two take their plate of breakfast, leaving to sit down by the counter and eat.

The two way in their quiet pace, in fact, Mark enjoyed it a lot more than his own cooking— which isn’t a surprise really let’s be honest here. Vivian was a much better cook than him, no discussion on that. The boy’s eyes lit up with the good breakfast result, Vivian on the other hand watches him eat happily. Smiling unconsciously, she went back to eating calmly.

Mark murmurs out as he always wondered this since last night. “Y’know,” he starts. Vivian raising her head, biting into the avocado toast. Mark slowly talks again. “You have an English name. It’s not Korean whatsoever. Are you a foreigner?”

She hums a little putting the avocado toast now, Vivian cleaning her lips from the crumbs. “Yeah I am, you also have an English name. Aren’t you a foreigner too?” She trails, it was obvious from the moment he called her name out; he had this accent that just screams foreigner.

Mark smiles in awe. “I am as well. Where are you from then, Vivian?” She raises an eyebrow, leading Mark on. “Not telling you.”

She saw the whining and pleading expression on Mark he expressed immediately he heard her cold-blunt words, even the way he said it was stinging freezing. Vivian really has a knack for pushing people away, however no matter how hard she pushes Mark away he will always come back, every-single-freaking time. Mark is the fire that can melt Vivian but he isn’t aware of it yet, which is what Vivian is scared of.

Scared of opening up to someone who she might like in the future. Mark groans out. “Come on, will i have to go to sleep and then you’ll tell me again?” He replies in disbelief.

Vivian smirks. “Maybe!” She exclaims and Mark looks at her with serious eyes, now. “You-, you’re cruel.”

She slides off the counter and now going to put the empty plate in the sink. Vivian lightly smiling at the whine response and all.

Mark goes quiet as he whispers to her. “Won’t you for real tell me?”

Vivian turns to Mark as she washes the plate, catching a glimpse of sadness in them a little. Lips fall in softer smile and so did her eyes, glistening in his eyes.

With a sudden change of heart, Vivian pulls the washing gloves off as her cold hands reach the jaws, Mark pulled down as he feels soft lips hit his forehead. Vivian softly landed a kiss on his head, he was left flustered and to act normal. But it was hard.

He felt his hands sweat and go warm, the ears ready-red, cheeks heating like a volcano about to erupt. Mark’s trembling eyes were met with Vivian’s from below, as she shows a soft smile.

“I’m from New York.” Vivian tells him as she turns around to put the apron away. “I will take my leave now, I’ll return your clothes soon.” She reminds him.

Mark lightly breathes in, watching Vivian put on the shoes when he follows her to the front door. He grabs a hold of her wrist, suddenly stopping her from leaving. “I- I’m from Canada. If you were wondering.” Mark tells her.

Vivian’s eyes watching the flustered actions happen until now, she holds his hand that loosens. She loosened it. “Canada? I wish to visit Canada someday.” Mark nodding a little. “Visit in the fall, it’s the best season.” He tells her.

She soft smiles, nodding. Mark and Vivian stand in this silence until her body finally turns to the door , opening it widely for her to leave. Mark stutters out stopping her from moving out of the door, again. “Wait! Vivian. Can you come to my game in a few days?” She stops turning to Mark, starting to complement. “Game..?”

Vivian starts and he slowly nods. “Yeah, my basketball game. I would like it if you came to watch me.” He said to her and Vivian’s eyes observing him. “Looks like I don’t have much choice. If I said no you wouldn’t give up.” Vivian jokingly adds and Mark light smirks. “I’ll go then.” Vivian said. He watches her shut the door as well, as he sighs in the open of the empty apartment now. The presence that boosts his serotonin left, now he feels a little empty. Maybe he’s got used to her running around because of morning. Mark’s hands run up to touch the forehead.

He replays the soft lips kissing the area, he smacks himself mentally as he pushes the thoughts out. Mark sighing out. “I’m a fool… I’m a fool.” Mark whines out sliding down the door as he tugs his feet in the air.

Mark thinks he’s the only one feeling flustered. He probably sees Vivian not worrying at all, or not thinking like what he is.

But little does he know that the moment Vivian has left the apartment, on the way down the stairs. The girl screams at her as she scolds even.

“Oh my god why did i tease him.” Vivian says aloud brushing her neck roughly. What was the need to tease him so much?

Why did he feel so good though? The reaction he gives is the best lowkey. Vivian scoffing as she replays the forehead kiss. “I’m doomed.” Vivian mentions shaking her head. She watches the railings, sliding down the stairs as she kicks her feet in the air.

“Why did I have to kiss his forehead!” Vivian cries aloud, holding her hair from the roots. This surely will give her extra grey hair onto her life. She wasn’t sure how she can face him now, especially now that she’s promised him the game.

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The very next few days, it begins with the avoiding game. Mark has tried his very best to approach Vivian, but the girl freezes and then runs away like a fool she is. He couldn’t understand why? Maybe it’s the forehead kiss, but he didn’t want to push it into Vivian to make her feel even more self conscious than before.

Mark swings with a sigh across the bench, wiping towel around the sweaty waterfall neck. Jaehyun later joins his friend, sitting down next to him.

“What’s up with you?” Jaehyun asked, watching Mark’s long face staring into the empty zone. Mark sighs out, “Jaehyun, how did you confess to Byeol?”

The brunette boy smiles hearing the question, throwing the towel down on the empty bench beside him. “I got jealous that she went on a blind date and I confessed out in the open when I dragged her.”

Mark hawks in surprise. “Whoa, so what did she respond with?” Jaehyun blurts out. “Oh she rejected me.”

“She went on about how we’re best friends with a special bond and how she doesn’t want to ruin it. But then literally made out with me after our game last season.” Jaehyun smirks jokingly. Mark smiling back hearing the nice love story. “You see, i plan to ask this girl out after our game if we win.” Mark mentions.

“However she’s ignoring me now.” He mentions depressingly. Seriously this is so frustrating, who knew Vivian could be such a confusing piece of work. Jaehyun raises an eyebrow at Mark. “What did you do to make her ignore you?”

Mark rubs his head. “I dunno! That’s the problem. I don’t think I did anything.”

Jaehyun shakes his head in disagreement. “Nah you most definitely did something. Byeol ignored me for days because I confessed. She said she would only talk to me if I take back my feelings.” He tells as her stands up, joining the game when he heard his name called.

Mark thinks deeply after what his friend said. Maybe he did do something but what? Thinking back on the situation, maybe she’s judging him because of his egg cooking skills..?

Jisoo exclaims a loud gasp in the library, bringing all eyes onto her and Vivian who looks down covering face with a book, avoiding the awkward silence. The librarian glaring at Jisoo as she bows her head apologising silently.

She turns back to Vivian whispering-yelling. “Yah, Vivian. I knew you liked him.” Jisoo teases with a lick to the teeth. Vivian glares at her best friend before turning around, sighing. “How do i face him? I literally came to a realisation that he’s really not that bad.”

“How can someone like him be bad anyways, he’s a Christian boy, is a basketball player, super fit and polite— a literal heart-throbbing gentlemen. Mark can’t be disliked.” Jisoo said as her eyes rolling back whispering. “He’s also super rich, so i dunno.” She shrugs with a joking upbeat tone.

Vivian scoffs. “Money doesn’t matter to me. He just happened to touch my heart a little with his dumb-persistent passionate determination.” It was true. The cold ice queen who shows no interest in anyone— is brutal with words and complete hermit with herself to the point no one knows anything about her. Vivian was met with a true match.

Mark who was the polar opposite to Vivian. He was an absolute social butterfly, determined and positive about the world no matter how dark it gets. Mark isn’t afraid, he trusts and loves easily all the time; Vivian envies that deeply within the pit of her stomach.

She can’t do these things, be positive and trust someone close to her. She used to be able to, but that ability was taken away— stolen by someone she despises with all her heart. Vivian isn’t as strong as people view her as. She isolated away from the people to cope and save herself.

But Mark, maybe he can raise her up and teach the old things that Vivian lacks now.

The two quietly spoke amongst themselves, but a figure behind the large covered shelf holding million of books— stands on the side hiding from the sight to be found. He peeks on the side listening to the girl’s speaking.

Jisoo would nudge Vivian’s hand. “So, then why do you like Mark so much?”

The question catches Vivian off guard, the eyes travel to watch Jisoo but later roll away looking down at her hands. Vivian’s lips moving on their own, for once touching the furthest emotions she’s feeling without sugarcoating it or denying it.

“I like the way his eyes sparkle up when they talk or look at something they are obsessed with, I like his try-hard persona, he never gives up and i envy that so much. I love his thoughtful actions when he tried to make me breakfast, but even though he failed he never once stopped trying. I am grateful for meeting him, he’s truly an angel.”

Vivian softly exhales as she bites the bottom lip, Jisoo giggling in awe. The man behind the bookshelf smiling ear to ear like a little kid in a candy store. The shoulders turn around, but a loud voice calls out.

“Mark! What are you doing here?” Yangyang said, causing Mark to panic as he shuts up Yangyang by covering his mouth. Vivian shifts, standing up. The girl walking behind the shelf to see Mark and Yangyang.

The lips fall apart forming a gap, her eyes trembling when meeting Mark. The cheeks falling in a deep orange-red blush as she turns to run away, once again, however. This time Mark was quick to hold her hand, Yangyang quietly escaping.

Jisoo slowly drags Yangyang away as they left the two along in the silence.

“How long have you been here?” Vivian throws as her eyes tremble, avoiding his eyes as much as they can. Mark on the other hand tried to make the eye contact last. The hands won’t let go, Mark murmuring. “Long enough to hear your confession.” Vivian bites the bottom lip, embarrassed and caught red handed.

“Did you mean everything you said?” Mark slowly and softly speaks as he brushes a the bangs covering the beautiful face, she looks up as he does so. Brushing the hair back, tucking it behind the ear. He softly smiles admiring the girl, Vivian gulping before speaking. “Maybe…”

Hearing such a stubborn answer was enough for Mark to decode it. He knows her inside and out, to even translate the words she never means into correct forms. Mark whispering. “I see, i didn’t know you cared for me so much.”

Vivian sees him smile, mimicking it unconsciously, her words didn’t match the expression nor feelings she is experiencing. “I said maybe.”

“You know, you should try being honest with me.” he mentions cupping Vivian’s face with his warm soft hands on her cheeks. “I’ll forgive you for ignoring me if you do.” Mark tells with a short pout.

The girl stands still the back hitting the hard shelf as Mark was closer keeping the gap as mini size. The pout falters when Vivian shyly mutters quietly, listening well to the girl who hardly opened to anyone in forever.

“It’s true, there. Can you now forgive me please? I really didn’t mean to ignore you.” Vivian groans quietly. Mark hums satisfied with his boba-precious eyes awe-ing at Vivian. Who knew the ice-cold intimidating queen of his campus could be so freaking cute?

Mark gives a small nod, he kept the hands cupping her face on still as he leans down. “You’re forgiven. I feel the same way about you.”

Vivian blinks at the boy, Mark fully leans in to tell her with a serious up-right face.

“I like you.. Which is why I’m going to shoot my shot right now. ” He told, lips pecking the top soft plum surface of the pink tint coloured lips, Vivian never felt so much adrenaline hit her system so hard before, the stomach erupting into million butterflies. So suddenly, the body began moving on its own. The feet reaching higher to tip toe,

Mark wasn’t expecting a kiss back, after all he didn’t want to rush Vivian either. He’s done it on his own record without risking a proper kiss. But he doesn’t need to worry now, when the feel of her soft lips kissing him deeply with their sweet emotions leaking in. Vivian pours all her hidden feelings in the kiss hoping Mark can code them at once. The boy closes eyes as he enjoys the sensation to the fullest, hands sliding down to the waist where he pulls her even closer. Vivian twirls on the right side, breaking it apart.

“Did you just kiss me?” Mark exclaims heavily, those round black eyes wide open sparkling. Small pants and wide smiles shared, Mark watches Vivian. “I like you too.” Vivian tells back, wrapping arms around the boy’s neck.

He lifts Vivian, swirling her in a warm embracing hug until he drops her on the feet. Tightly keeping the embrace with her. Vivian gladly returning it as she huffs into his chest, burying the face in his zip up hoodie.

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“But seriously..Shooting my shot? A basketball reference?”

Vivian giggles in his chest, causing the words to hit Mark with a smile plastered on his face. Did he just confess with a basketball pun? Yes, but did it work? Yes. He lightly trails with happiness lingering on the end stroke of his words. “Yes, I did just do that.”

“Dork.” Vivian tells whispering as her head lifts from the boy’s chest, as she pulls away now cupping Mark’s face pulling the boy down. “But you’re my dork, now.”

He never knew such words could make him so happy. These two were cuddling together on the court ground, the girl sitting on the boy’s lap sideways as her legs tangle with his like shoe laces. Mark enjoying his girlfriend’s warmth and body on his, he goes to gently bite on her shoulder. Vivian letting out a small scolding eek, hitting his free left shoulder. Mark smirks, mischievously.

“Oh god it’s the lovebirds.” Byeol shouts across the court as she runs up, the girl sitting in front of the couple who are now facing her and Jaehyun walking behind Byeol.

Jaehyun sits next to Byeol as he was carrying two bags; one Byeol’s and one his. Honestly few months in their relationship already and he’s carrying her bag daily. The girl grins watching Vivian and Mark being all lovey and dovey.

Vivian scoffing. “Don’t act like you’re not love birds either, or is the honey moon phase gone already?” She shot and Jaehyun smirks. “Honeymoon phase? Gone? Pft never.” He wraps his bicep around Byeol’s neck.

One his entire muscle arm wraps around like a jewellery necklace, she was dragged down into the boy’s chest where he smacks a wet kiss on her head. Byeol whines with struggles, tapping his thighs in disagreement. These two are always playfully annoying each other.

Byeol huffs. “Honeymoon phase my ass.” Jaehyun smiles humming. “So how did you and Vivian get together?”

Mark chuckles watching the couple in front of him. “Well, I think me and Vivi here have to agree that..”

“I shot my shot and that’s why we’re here.”

Ballin’ The Series Masterlink.

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