#donghyuck drama

[luviestarz]

lee haechan fic recs! part 2 ❤︎

note! : used all the old fics i could find that i enjoyed

❤︎ Love at First Bite…literally!? - @huangberryyy (Wherein Haechan finally gets the chick flick moment he dreamt of. Or wherein Haechan finally understands the appeal of being bitten by bitches.)

❤︎ the bet - @tyonfs (you and lee donghyuck created a bet that stated you two would have sex if he made the winning shot. now, you’re pinned up against the lockers, about to do the one thing best friends don’t do, and you definitely shouldn’t be wanting more.)

❤︎ Babe Watch [M]  - @milfgyuu (You and Haechan both have big plans this summer. You’re going to earn yourself a spot on the infamous Baywatch team and Haechan’s deadset on getting the girl. It just so happens that both your plans intersect quite nicely.)

❤︎ [8:02pm] - @nctsworld (in which a spontaneous dance in the kitchen with donghyuck sparks a revelation about how you feel about him.)

❤︎ beware the panty perv ♡ ldh x reader - @guanana (there’s a mystery at hand! it seems like your panties have been vanishing into thin air whenever you need them most? angry that your favorite pairs of panties are going missing, you decide to put on your detective hat in hopes of finding the mysterious lingerie bandit. but between all of the guys that you sleep with— you can’t seem to pinpoint who the culprit could be. it couldn’t possibly be your absolute geek of a tutor for calculus, right? nah.)

❤︎ september 19. - @hyucks-archive

❤︎ SURE THING (L.DH) - @domjaehyun

❤︎ young gods (l.dh) - @606fm (in the midst of committing felonies in the dark, lee donghyuck—your literal partner in crime and ride or die for life—manages to snag your heart in the process without you even realizing it. i mean, what the hell did you expect from seoul city’s most notorious robber?)

❤︎ [7:43am] - @aesthyuckic

❤︎ haechan is obsessed with you. - @haechurch

❤︎ the right one. (m) - @starryhyuck (donghyuck doesn’t like you going on dates with anyone else, especially lee jeno. you’re supposed to be his. and only his.)

❤︎ meow haechan using a lot of tongue meow meow  - @ofjunemoment (or: you’re thinking of getting a tongue piercing, but you’re not sure how haechan feels)

❤︎ attention - @pinkynana (gamer boys are the easiest target for you. they barely interact with any other woman so the moment you find out haechan was a gamer boy, you promised to sit on his lap any time he wanted to.)

❤︎ free falling - @sunpopz (your friend haechan has been acting kinda weird lately.. does it have anything to do with you? maybe it does, considering he keeps looking at you like you're gonna kill him any second. well, that and he randomly liked a three month old picture of you.)

❤︎ haechan — just for you (m) - @hyuckmov (because haechan thought you were irresistible when you were clever, if only because he knew he was the only one who could make your brain go empty.)

❤︎ Started With A Kiss - @sundaysundaes (Rookie actor, Lee Haechan, desperately wants to get the lead role in the highly anticipated upcoming TV drama. He’s sure he has what it takes to fill the part. Acting as a hero? No problem. Pretending to overcome his traumatic experience? Consider it done. A bed scene? Easy—wait, no. That might be a problem. But he should be fine as long as he gets to rehearse, right?)

❤︎ if I lose my mind - @slightlymore (you’ve never cared much for your dreams. they were always confusing nonsense you forgot in the morning. this until you started to have the same dream again and again and again: a lobby, pleasant elevator music in the background, many golden doors, a handsome young man welcoming you and asking where you wanted to go that night. his name was haechan and apparently you weren’t supposed to know that, let alone fall in love with him.)

❤︎ this is the story of how we fell in love, apparently. - @navyhyuck (running a youtube channel with your best friend isn’t easy, not when he’s like a ticking time bomb that’s constantly bubbling up something new. what’s worse is that you’ve had a crush on him for the past three years.)

❤︎ face sitting - @haetkeeper

❤︎ pervert (M) - @haechannielove (you confront haechan on his disgusting and constant objectification of you.)

❤︎ Pearlescent - @d-nghy-ck (A shoreline sunset spent cozied up against Hyuck dives deep past surface level. His lips profess his heart’s intent; his eyes reflect waves dancing in iridescent glimmers; his love whispered into your skin evokes heated passion.) 

❤︎ i love it, starboy - @staargirlblog (slight yandere! idol! haechan x fangirl! reader)

❤︎ college boyfriend!haechan - @lvlyynim

❤︎ perv!haechan - @4everhyucks

❤︎ My Boy. - @prodbymaui (A series of failed relationships and you were this near of giving up on love. But then here comes little Donghyuck and his persistence. Maybe-- he was the one fated to you, after all.)

[blue-jisungs]

dandelion

author's note. i saw those pics and howled how is he so husband coded..... also decided to post this on his e word day to cheer up us all:(

summary. you feel a little down when your husband seems interested in another woman... but maybe that's your pregnancy causing unnecessary drama in your head

warnings. reader is pregnant<3 slight angst bc reader is hard on herself regarding her looks:( jealousy + mentioned drinking (not reader!!!! never drink while pregnant!!!!), haechan being a lil mean but he doesnt mean it lmao

word count. 1582

jaehyun was helping in the kitchen and laughter was booming from the room whereas you and the others sat in the living room, waiting. 

“the food was so good” you sighed dreamily, rubbing your tummy in a satisfied motion and a  huge smile. 

“i bet she liked it too, huh?” jungwoo snickered, pointing at your stomach.

“oh yes she did. she’s a meat lover after daddy” you giggled and patted your baby bump gently. 

“you inhaled that bbq, we thought there’d be nothing left” haechan giggled and mark nudged his elbow.

“dude!” he hissed, sending you an apologetic smile. 

you just scoffed, shaking your head. 

“no, no, he’s right. it’s the baby you know. sorry” you mumbled and yuta plopped down next to you. 

“don’t apologize, he’s just not too much of a thinker” he teased and rubbed his own stomach too “man, i’m full”

“drinks!” doyoung waltzed into the room, balancing a platter. the ice in the elegant glasses clinked, colorful beverages shining in the sun falling through the huge window. 

johnny put down a bowl of chips. 

“ah, i’ve been waiting for that” yuta hummed like a purring cat and snatched the drink the second doyoung placed them down. 

“and an orange juice for a special lady” jaehyun appeared in front of you and handed you the glass. it had ice and a paper umbrella in it, a slice of lemon adorning the edge. 

you sent him a soft smile, puckering your lips in a pout. that’s a habit you developed ever since your pregnant belly started being too restrictive. it was a sign for ‘i wanna kiss you but i can’t move’

he leaned closer and planted a sweet kiss on your lips, knowing what you meant. 

“i wanna drink too…” you joked, pouting like a kicked puppy. 

“one more month baby” jaehyun said softly, sending you a reassuring smile. 

the evening went on, chatting and joking accompanied by the football match they were watching. 

you were slowly dozing off, partly paying attention to what they were saying. 

“y/n is almost as round as the ball now, look!” donghyuck giggled and your eyes snapped open at the mention of your name. 

“i wonder if your belly if bigger than a ball… i’d say it’s rather a basketball size, huh?” jungwoo pondered. 

a bitter pang overtook your heart. you know they didn’t mean it to sound rude but you couldn’t help but wonder if you’re really that… big… and round… and apparently so easy to target, too. 

jaehyun caught your unfazed expression and clicked his tongue. 

“you remind me of a ball too. your fuckass big head–“ he joked at haechan and everyone laughed, including you. 

and when you went to the bathroom, you missed jaehyun taking the youngest to the side. 

“do we have everything, baby?” your husband asked, pushing the cart. you looked at your notes, not even halfway checked. 

“we barely entered the mart” you grunted and looked up at him. his dimples poked in a boyish smile. 

“anything you’re craving right now, misses” he teased and you rolled your eyes. 

you may or may have not sneaked some of your pregnancy cravings into the cart but you didn’t think he’d notice. 

“shut up. it’s our girl, not me” you huffed dramatically and wrapped your hands around his arm. 

suddenly, a pretty girl appeared in the aisle. she had long, silky blonde hair and was wearing a really cute outfit. it displayed her long legs and the crop top she was wearing exposed her flat stomach. her face was perfect, makeup glowing like a model. 

you sulked upon seeing her figure. you missed your old body. you missed being able to walk around in outfits like these. hell, even fitting in jeans was out of your reach now. 

you realized that when she passed you by, jaehyun turned his head to look at her. 

wave of sadness washed over you, slowly letting go of his arm. you didn’t blame him, though. you were nothing compared to her. big belly, no makeup, hair in a normal ponytail. you haven’t dressed up in a while – and even if you did, you wouldn’t look like you would before. 

“i don’t feel too good. i’ll go back to the car” you mumbled, feeling like crying. you wanted to hide from the world… from your own husband. 

jaehyun’s features dropped in instant worry, turning to you.

“are you okay? i’ll drive you home. do you need to see a doctor?” he asked, panic in his voice. 

“i’m… no, i’m fine! just finish the shopping, ill wait in the car” you grunted and gave him your phone with the list, turning around on your heel. 

he has never ran enough a grocery shop so fast in his entire life. 

after almost sprinting to the car and loading the bags, he hopped in and scanned your face in search of pain. there was always a risk of you giving birth sooner than expected so he was just extremely cautious. 

he noticed your swollen eyes and wet tears. maybe it was just the hormones, it’s not like you haven’t cried before because he just killed a fly. (“what if that fly was pregnant too? what if it was a working father? what if–”) 

he started the car and reached out to grab your hand. you just played with his fingers to ease your nerves, a silent drive home. 

for the past two days jaehyun had a feeling that you were avoiding him. you’ve been either sleeping all day or hiding away in your bedroom. 

at the end of the day jaehyun decided to talk to you. but upon walking into the room, he saw you sitting at the edge of the bed. your loose shirt was slightly up, your fingers tracking red stretch marks on the side of your stomach. 

“hey baby, what’s up?” he hummed, walking up to you “we haven’t talked in a while, hm? everything okay?” 

you sighed and just pulled the shirt down, covering your belly completely. 

“look at me pretty, come on” he was starting to get worried. kneeling down to settle between your looks, he noticed your teary eyes.  

“i just feel so gross, you know?” you mumbled, gently rubbing your tummy. jaehyun sighed softly, relieved to hear that you’re not in physical pain. he put one of his hands on your knee, rubbing it in a soothing motion “like i know it’s inevitable but everyone keeps making comments and… and i just miss my old body. it may never be the same… and… it’s just dumb”

“don’t listen to haechan, he’s still a kid. he doesn’t know what he’s talking about” jaehyun said, trying to ease the tension 

“i saw the way you looked at the girl, in the store” you mumbled, lips quivering. he furrowed his brows and realization hit him like a ton of bricks. but before he could explain, you went on “and i get it, i’m so ugly now, i don’t even dress up. i can’t even put anything else than sweatpants… and don’t even mention heels. i get you.”

“oh honey… she had a cute outfit, that’s why i looked. i think you have a similar top, by the way. but also, i agree, i turned my head but… her face seemed familiar. you know that it was johnny���s ex?”

“what?” you asked, finally looking at him. the cute dimple smile painted his cheeks as he nodded.

“yeah. i just, i don’t know, was so shocked it was her so i just turned around. but not to check her out or anything. because you are–” he started.

“wait, the one with a foot fetish?!” you asked suddenly. 

jaehyun snorted loudly, hanging his head low. and here he was about to be romantic.

“yeah, her” he snickered and looked back up “but my point is, i only have my eyes on you. we both knew that pregnancy will change your body and i admire you so much. you’re so strong. and just know that, whether or not you will go back to your shape… the stretch marks will stay… will grow old and wrinkled… i will love you. those things don’t matter to me”

you shook your head and pulled the shirt over your face, something you did when too embarrassed to cry. and you did, small sobs choking out from under the material.

“you look beautiful to me. you’re carrying our baby girl and you really glow, to me” jaehyun said and stood up, hands going to rest on your shoulders.

“i love you” you cried and put your shirt down only to wrap your hands around his waist and sob into his shirt. he rubbed your skin in a calming way. 

“i love you more, pretty girl” he whispered into your hair.

after you’ve calmed down he helped you lay down and tucked you in. jaehyun laid down next to you and rested his head on his hand, adoring you with a soft smile.

“got it? you’re the prettiest” he hummed and placed a soft kiss on your lips. then, his hand sneaked to lift your shirt a bit.

he traced the red stretch marks with a feather-light touch and then put his hand gently on your belly. he felt small movements and warm feeling spilled over his heart.

“and i bet she’ll be equally beautiful, my little dandelion” your husband whispered softly. and you couldn’t help but grin, looking at his whipped state.

nct masterlist | event masterlist

taglist. @l3visbby ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @mon2sunjinsuver ,, @w3bqrl ,,

@eternalgyu,, @haecien ,, @slytherinshua + event: @rubywonu

[v1si0n]

LOVE ON THE (DANCE) FLOOR⚡️(L.JN)

SUMMARY: jeno was not thrilled about you joining his dance team, especially because he starts messing up every time you’re around. is it really his fault that he gets distracted by how good you look when you dance?

GENRE: smau, enemies to lovers, fluff, humor, angst, college au, dancer!jeno x bookworm!reader

WARNINGS: jeno is kinda mean, profanity, jokes about death, sexual jokes, inaccurate depictions of the majors that are mentioned, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of (mild) illness/injury, mentions of hard childhood/trauma

PLAYLIST: daddy issues by the neighborhood, safety net by ariana grande (ft. ty dolla $ign), you get me so high by the neighborhood, i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys, lie to girls by sabrina carpenter, stargazing by the neighborhood

NOTES: hiiiiiiii i know i just posted jgmar like two weeks ago but i’m back with ANOTHER smau bc i cant stfu so strap yourselves in and lets get freak nasty‼️ special thanks to babygirl @domjaehyun for helping me with the banner💞💞💞

TAGLIST: open !!! please lmk if you’d like to be added :)

Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑) Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

profiles(1): the dancers

profiles(2): the “nerds”

intro: donghyuck she’s SIX

ch.1: hater alert🚨

ch.2: girl…self respect..?

ch.3: tldr: i got jumped.

ch.4: in this house we stan winter.

ch.5: drama o clock🍿

ch.6: since we’re lying now…

ch.7: odd…peculiar even…

ch.8: jeno is a liar and a half.

ch.9: 1 step forward, 3 steps back

ch.10: the bells are ringing

ch.11: NOT jeffree star approved

ch.12: and the crowd is…concerned

ch.13: winter and y/n’s dorm📍

ch.14: geeking and tweaking

ch.15: get a load of this guy

[viasdreams]

Nightwalker ཐི❤︎ཋྀ

'No human blood' is an extremely grueling rule for Donghyuck to live by, his fledgling vampire urges consuming his every thought. Some days, he finds himself struggling to hold onto his humanity, constantly fighting against his insatiable cravings. His human facade slips one night when he passes you, your bloody hand unknowingly guiding his monstrous actions.

or haechan accidentally sucks your blood and drama ensues

pairing: vampire haechan x fem! human reader

genre: social media alternative universe (smau), comedy, fantasy, angst

warnings: slight gore, lots of talk about blood, profanity, sex jokes, jokes about death, actual death (not character death but all the vampires are technically dead) kys/kms jokes

a/n: ahhh my first smau !! is this an excuse to make jokes about that favorite era pic of haechan? YES IT IS !! this will be a very silly story and not like horror/serious just so we're clear, i just liked the black aesthetic lol. ill still be posting one-shot texts so don't worry your pretty little heads :))

status: ongoing !!

taglist: open !!

profiles (1) ~ profiles (2)

01 milkies boy 02 live tweeting his crash out 03 hyuck finally kicking the bucket (written) 04 one wet dream about mark 05 ive read some nasty fanfic about him 06 r u jorking my shit rn?!?! 07 ok throat goat!! (written) 08 bad case of the squirts 09 clock crazy hours on the toilet 10 raises gun to mouth 11 my girl weiner hard rn 12 you're going shit butt 13 NEED one to maul me 14 the hottest of all the smurfs 15 plz shoot me and not with that gun (written) 16 main ingredient in that yummy manwich 17 do you know how to tie a noose? 18 i hope you get roofied every day!! 19 im jisung, your new owner (written) 20 bleeding in my tweak zone 21 especially you anime mfs 22 just lost all desire to cum 23 chugged a thing of toilet bowl cleaner (written) 24 hyuck's unbrushed tongue 25 hot girls stay fartin 26 i wanna know what vamp dick feels like 27 contributing to my spank bank 28 fine ass dad (written) 29 he got you goonin 30 and what if i shaved my gooch 31 my girl looks like a bloody tampon 32 shes worth like six cows 33 that gummy yummy

bonus: who's blood/dick do i have to suck | im not a sexbot, just a guy | yank on their peanits

[ofdreamsnwishes]

Sometimes you wondered if your boyfriend thought of himself as an extension of you. Going grocery shopping? You both can go together, he needed something from the store either way! Watching a movie? How could you possibly watch it without him?! Got up for a cup of water? He's there, drapped around you like a huge koala.

You don't really mind, most of the times, thinking it was cute that he'd want to spend his time with you. Still, you asked yourself if he was even aware of his... clinginess.

"I'm going to take a shower." You announced, tossing your phone to the side as you got up from the couch, streching your arms above your head. You and Donghyuck had settled on your couch for a movie marathon, one that lasted only until the second movie because he was just too 'bored' and decided that it was the perfect time to makeout. You guessed it was his plan since the beginning.

"Oh sure." Donghyuck got up with you, staring at you expectantly, as if waiting for you to head to the bathroom.

Ah, there it was.

"I said, I'm going to take a shower." You repeat yourself, putting emphasis on the 'I'm'.

"I heard you the first time. Let's go." He gave you a confused laugh, like yeah? What are you waiting for?

"Just me, Hyuck..." An incredulous chuckle left your lips. He looked dead serious.

"... And what are you doing there alone?" Ok, yeah, nevermind, he's playing dumb.

"Taking a shower...?"

"Without me?' A look of hurt flashes on his features, but you know better, he's just being dramatic. With a hand over his chest and a huge sigh he plops back on the couch, laying back on it. 'You don't love me anymore."

How old was he again? Ah yes, 23.

Rolling your eyes, amused at his antics, you let out a sigh of your own. "Fine, drama queen, get your ass up and let's shower."

You don't wait for him to answer and turn around, walking to the bathroom, not like you needed to, since you could hear his little giggles and the sound of him scurrying his way to you.

You, 0. Donghyuck? You lost the count.

[ghostofhyuck]

NCT Dream when they're jealous towards your co-actor during an award show.

AN: In this scenario, dreamies and reader (actress! reader) are in a public relationship! enjoy! ^^

Mark Lee

You're a rising rookie actress but your acting for a rom-com series was a hit in Korea. So you were surprised that you and your co-actor won the best couple award. It's no denying that you two have chemistry. You have no choice but to receive the award together. The host keeps on teasing you two that you two look like a young couple BUT it suddenly shifted to Mark who's cluelessly clapping, when his face was shown to the screen, he was surprised, but he only gave an awkward smile and thumbs up. The Dreamies are teasing him from the background. When you gave your speech, you didn't forgot to mention Mark, showing to everyone that the award was nothing but for your acting. 

Huang Renjun

The host of the award show was known to be a drama-stirrer, so when your relationship with Renjun became public during the height of your career. He made sure to stir drama. You went to the award show your co-actor since your drama is still on-going. The host suddenly approached your table, asked your co-actor to compliment you, and he said something short like looking pretty tonight, and the host teased him for that. But then screen show Renjun who has a blank face written on his face, which made the host tease you and you're co-actor even more. You tried to dodge his answers and eventually he leaves you two. When the award show ended, you have to approach your boyfriend to apologize. "Don't worry, I know that you were uncomfy there too, that host was an asshole." 

Lee Jeno

You and your co-actor was the one who will announce the Daesang award. Since you two are still promoting your drama, you two made a short skit before announcing the winner. But your co-actor adlib something that was obvious that he's flirting with you, you awkwardly laughed it off and told him to just announce the winner. Fortunate to you, NCT Dream won the award. You watched your boyfriend and Dreamies go to the stage, one by one they bow at you, and you were about to bow again when Jeno hugs you suddenly. You were surprised but as he breaks the hug, he smiles at you before going to the rest of the Dreamies to receive the award. 

Lee Donghyuck

"Hope you're doing well, y/n-ah," your co-actor said before he announced the winner of an award. The camera shifted to you, and you tried your best to plaster a smile and wave the camera. But unexpectedly the camera went to Haechan who looks like he's glaring at someone. If it wasn't for the Dreamies, tapping his shoulders, it would be obvious that he's glaring at your co-actor. Haechan was quick to change his expression but gave a small smirk before clapping his hands, (even though there's nothing to clap about.) At the backstage, you have to assure him that he doesn't need to confront your co-actor. "I can't believe he's flirting with you when everyone knows that we're dating!"

Na Jaemin

It was at the red carpet. Coincidentally, Dreamies went right after you and your co-actor. Since your drama is going to air in a few days, the award show was a perfect opportunity to promote the drama. Right after the small interview and leaving with your fellow co-actor. Dreamies was next for the interview, unfortunately, Jaemin was hot-seated because you two are in a public relationship, asking about his thoughts on your drama. Jaemin professionally answered the question but when the host asked how he feels about you going to the award show with your co-actor, Jaemin only smiled, "Maybe next time we can go together, hopefully." 

Zhong Chenle

Chenle DREADS the award show but he has no choice but to attend it since NCT Dream is nominated for a big award. You were the host of the award show along with your co-actor but then again, since you two are promoting your drama, you two have to act 'lovey-dovey' to boost the ratings. But it is obvious that you're not comfortable with him, especially with the subtle touches like arms linking and him brushing the stray hair from your face. After the end of the show, there's a video compilation of Chenle looking unamused throughout the award show. (Even when they received the daesang award, he was glaring at the camera.)

Park Jisung

It was a special performance where you'll be performing with your co-actor since your drama was a musical. The performance was short but there were so much skinship with you and your co-actor, unknowingly, he adlibs a step where he kisses your hand, everyone thought that it was an act but you were genuinely shocked. You were too focused on your performance that you didn't noticed that the camera shifted to your boyfriend for a second. Jisung was judging REAL HARD, with his arms crossed and an obvious frown on his lips. That short clip went viral on Naver, saying about your boyfriend being jealous of the performance, wishing that it was him instead. 

[haechoxo]

[3:18 pm]

three months later

“i haven’t seen haechan this happy in months.” mumbled jeno, watching the scene unfolding across from him. there you were, animatedly explaining some workplace drama to haechan, who definitely wasn’t paying attention to anything coming out of your mouth, too busy staring at you with hearts in his eyes.

“i know, right… it’s disgusting.” renjun deadpanned.

“c’mon jun, acting like you weren’t also rooting for them back in school.” mark chided. “he finally got his shit in order, now look at him, like a lovesick puppy.” he teased.

“are you guys gonna keep to one corner for your date the entire afternoon or are you gonna tell us how haechan finally romanced you.” chenle sighed, waiting impatiently for the story.

“oh he romanced me alright,” you gushed, ready to fill them in, while haechan only grumbled, sinking in his seat, not wanting them to know the nitty gritty details of three weeks prior when he finally asked you out.

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“so are we gonna go on a date yet or what?” haechan couldn’t hide the jittery excitement even if he tried, his leg bouncing like he was ready to jump at any moment now.

it had been two months since you made up with him, accepting his apology, and vowing to rekindle your friendship at the very least.

“hm… well i don’t know, i haven’t been properly asked…” you sigh dramatically, looking around with a rather bored expression. something finally clicks in his brain, you can almost see in the corner of your eye, a lightbulb over his head flickers.

what does he do?

“oh my dear y/n, please please please please can i take you out on a date? y/n i promise, cross my heart, swear on my nintendogs, i will make it worth your while i will wine and dine you so hard, we could do a classic romantic dinner and a movie i heard inside out 2 is doing super well right now… would you do me, lee donghyuck, the honor of going on a date with me?” the room is silent save for the literal panting he was doing, having said it all in one breath, on his knees, hands clasped together as he begged for a proper date.

your mouth was agape, you should’ve expected such theatrics from haechan, but it wasn’t any less surprising to hear such a sincere level of dedication and desperation.

“inside out 2 sounds like a good plan,” you murmur, which is immediately met with haechan doing a victory dance of sorts.

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“check out romeo!” even jisung took part in the teasing, making haechan’s ears burn bright red.

“okay, cut it out! i thought it was cute, that’s all that matters.” you pouted at their relentless teasing.

“i thought that was a great way to ask someone out, i expect nothing less from a real man!”

“sure, jaemin.” renjun muttered.

“it’s fine, y/n,” he grabs your hand softly, “i can put up with the jokes, as long as i’m yours.”

“barf.”

“renjun!”

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a/n ; its over……………….. i would like to thank u guys 😖 for being here with me ☹️ for my first ever fanfic 😣 i have a long way to improve still,, especially with happy endings🤓 cuz this is kinda corny im w renjun….. BUT srsly im glad u guys enjoyed urs up til now and i hope it lived up to ur expectations,, feel free to leave ur thoughts and comments and opinions or any questions in my inbox (so i have an excuse to yap),, i do think with time i will eventually add more bonuses and standalone content that can tie in to the urs!au (so i have more excuses to yap) ,,advice is still appreciated!! xoxo jelly

[nerdlvr]

ᡣ𐭩 ｡ꪆৎ ˚⋅rent-a-girlfriend.com ~ jisung's group

retired thots !

psychology major park jisung is tired of watching his friends fawn over their partners. using girls to do his homework just isn't cutting it anymore. now he's curious to see what all the hype is about, what's so good about being committed to one girl? he might just have to find out.

dreamy, hot, unattainable, mark lee, is still dreamy and hot but has been attained. with the little help of the anonymous dating app cryptic crush, he was able to find his one true love, just so happens that she was right next door. he's now a self proclaimed "love expert" offering to help jisung out, maybe he should just stick to completing his music degree...

drama major lee donghyuck is in a parasocial relationship with a guy who "hates" him, it doesn't bother him though, he likes to beg. even though he still goes for a cougar here and there, he values the depth of committed relationships a lot more after watching his friends fall in love. too bad that valuing depth doesn't mean you give good romantic advice.

lee jeno lovesss his exercise science major. not only does it help him make his body look godly, it was the gateway to obtaining his hot boyfriend na jaemin. watching his friends fail at basically everything is his favorite pass time, especially when he gets to tell his boyfriend all the juicy details.

these hotties are all part of sm university's largest fraternity neo theta phi, they refuse to live in the shared house after they caught one of the frat guys fucking on jisung and jeno's bunk bed. (somehow they had used both beds). 99% of the time their talking about their partners or hanging out with their partners, the other 1% is spent on planning the most outrageously idiotic plans to help jisung get a girlfriend.

yn's group ~ masterlist ~ intro

notes : these profiles are similar to the ones from cryptic crush just with a little twist since they're all in relationships now (except hyuck idk what's wrong with him) ready to go back down a idiot fuckboy spiral we will suffer together ! (dream blunt rotation gc will be included)

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[naids4luv]

BALLING INTO LOVE : a haechan smau

synopsis : l/n y/n is known to get along with almost everyone on campus, lee haechan is known for his extrovertedness and his lack of personal space. what happens when these two well known students have a bit of an.. incident during their first encounter ?

pairing : lee donghyuck x fem!reader

featuring : 7dream, aespas ningning + giselle, sunghoon, chaewon and beomgyu

genre : mostly crack/humour, fluff, perhaps some angst, college au, one sided beef + one sided pining, soon to be mutual pining

extras : death jokes, swearing, haechan is a little unbearable towards reader, reader is lowkey stubborn, lmk if I need to add anything else, ignore how uncreative the photo is, feel free to give me advice or feedback!! also lmk if u wanna be apart of the tag list

playlist : just one day - bts, out of time - the weekend, love me back - fromis_9, in my dreams - red velvet, best mistake - ariana grande, the weekend - sza, thirsty - aespa, pasilyo - sunkissed lola

status : on hold (i’m so sorry😭), will let y’all know when i continue !! (or if i do💀)

started : 31/12/23

ended : ...

all parts under the cut😽

profiles : (1) + (2)

chp 0 : 127 opps

chp 1 : balled too hard

chp 2 : dont hmu... real ones know

chp 3 : h*****n’s friend

chp 4 : stay safe out there women🫶

chp 5 : I!!

chp 6 : i did it😁 (wc : 1629)

chp 7 : she is the drama

chp 8 : 😍😍😍

chp 9 : lowk think i’m wrong

chp 10 : ...

chp 11 : …

[peacheeeliz]

034. zombie by the cranberries (wc: 1497)

The trio enters the school restroom, Mark taking watch as Donghyuck and Allen take their places at the urinals. Mark rocks back and forth on his heels, taking in the defaced bathroom walls. Paint splatters line the walls and the stall doors, creating beautiful abstract murals in such a nasty place. His eyes wander towards the wall behind the urinals, taking notice of the strange patterns in the paint.

Right above each urinal, silhouettes of other men painted the walls. Mark freezes in place at the sight, slowly turning around to look at the closed stall doors. Before he can even warn his friends, three very familiar faces come barging out of the stalls, with their paintball guns aimed right at the three boys.

Their stern faces are quick to fall at the sight of the boys, each of them letting out a sigh as they drop their arms to their sides. “Jesus Christ, you guys,” Julie lets out first, smiling at her friends. “We thought you guys were someone else.”

“The dance club's been on our ass since we got their club leader, Shotaro, out,” Minnie starts. “Jiwoong was with us at first, but we got separated after that showdown.”

Mark sends a smile your way, letting out a sigh of relief. “I'm glad you're okay,” he tells you, wrapping you up in a comforting hug.

“Wow, good to see you too, Markie,” Julie scoffs, crossing her arms in front of her chest with a quick eye roll.

Mark's arm stays snug on your shoulder as he sends Julie a cheeky smile, “I'm glad you're okay, too, Jules.”

“We should try and find Jiwoong,” Minnie continues, ignoring the two friends bickering. “We've heard from other students that he might be in the dining hall with a few other drama majors.”

“Then let's find Jiwoong and make a game plan for the rest of the game,” Donghyuck agrees.

The group turns into the dining hall carefully, weapons entering before them as they tiptoed slowly into the large room. Signs of nearby life were very clear, with a fire still burning in a burn barrel that sat in the center of everything; where they got a burn barrel on campus, who knows. Colorful paint–fresh paint–is scattered across most of the walls, hinting at a very recent face-off between other students.

“If Jiwoong was here, there's a very small chance that he still is,” Minnie whispers to the group, inching closer to the burn barrel. She's hesitant to lower her weapon, “be careful, you guys. There might still be students around.”

The six students inch their way through the large space, checking every nook and cranny for any sign of the remaining study group member. Remnants of food wrappers and soda cans sit around the fire, glistening as the sun begins to set outside the windows. There's a slim chance that whoever set up camp here had gone far, as there's still piles of paintball lying around.

“Y/Nie!” A voice calls out from behind the group, pulling their attention away from the makeshift base camp. Standing in one of the doorframes into the dining hall, Jiwoong waves cheerfully at his friends. He turns to the other students that stand behind him, “don't shoot, alright? They're my friends.”

You're the first to rush to his side, pulling him into a quick hug. “Glad you're still in, Woongie,” you tell him, smiling softly. “Thought dance club would've gotten to you by now.”

“You would think so, huh?” He laughs, watching as the other drama majors join the study group around the fire. “The dance club's all out, but we're being chased down by the glee club now.”

“We were so sure that the glee club was the only other group that was left besides us,” another drama major starts. “But, I guess there's a lot more people still in than we thought. We get those fuckers out, though, and it's just down to us.”

Jiwoong guides you back to the campfire, arm warmly wrapped around your shoulders. “We should be careful. They've been lurking around for a while now,” he says. “Those guys are stealthier than you think.”

“They've baited a bunch of other students already,” the same drama major continues. “Singing some cheesy, zombie apocalypse-esque songs to try and lure anybody in. They've gone crazy from the fact that they haven't been able to get us out yet.”

A soft pang echoes throughout the dining hall before that same drama majors doubles over in pain. As he leans over, the colorful pattern of pink paint on his back shines brightly under the light of the fire. The large group is quick to crouch down as even more paintballs come flying from one of the nearby hallways, and they each raise their weapons to fire back at the unknown attackers. For a moment there, the group's able to hold the attackers back and get a majority of them out. But the last few left are resilient, dodging the paint bullets very meticulously.

The drama majors are dropping like flies, leaving just your study group standing strong as you all continue to fire at the remaining glee club members. They surely weren't going down without a fight because, one by one, your study group members began to run out of ammo until, eventually, you ran out of paintballs.

You duck behind a pillar, throwing your paintball gun beside you in frustration. The back and forth between the two groups rings in your ears, making you wince every time a paintball flies a little too close to your head. You're about to relax and give into the inevitable when Mark quickly appears by your side, startling you.

“Sorry, Y/Nie,” he says softly, hand resting on your shoulder. His other hand presents a small pile of paintballs, handing them your way. “It's not a lot, but it'll last you until we can get these guys out.”

“Mark, you should use these yourself,” you tell him, pushing his hand back. "I'll be fine. Go win that priority registration, okay?”

“Honey, I'm not winning that prize without you by my side,” he whispers, smiling brightly at you. Just the sight of it makes the beating of your heart pick up, as if it wasn't already pounding out of your chest from the intense showdown going on around the two of you. “Hyuck and Allen have gone down, and I don't think the others are going to last that much longer. We can take this to the end and win.”

“Where one of us will eventually have to get the other out,” you remind him, smiling back weakly. “You do know only one of us can win this prize, right?”

“Yeah, yeah, I remember,” he laughs, shaking his head. “But I'd let you win if it were just the two of us left, I hope you know that. As long as you promise not to shoot me, and just let me off easy.”

“No promises,” you reply, winking at him. You hesitate, but you finally reach for the ammunition in his hand. Once you're both reloaded and turning to face your assailant, all you can see is the rest of your study group down on the floor with the rest of the drama majors and glee club, groaning out in agony.

“I don't… I don't think I can go on much longer,” Minnie lets out, coughing as she lays her hand on her paint stained clothes.

“You can make it, Min,” Julie coughs out beside her. “I believe in you… I believe in us.”

“No, I don't think I can go on much longer without food,” Minnie continues, dropping the facade real quick. “Denny's?”

“Yeah, fuck this,” Julie responds, quick to sit up and help the older woman up off the floor. She sends a thumbs up your way as they walk off, “good luck, fuckers!”

The both of you don't even get the chance to bid your friends goodbye before you're brought straight back into the battle, with the one remaining glee club member continually firing in your direction. It's not long before Mark sends one final shot, hitting the other student right in the chest, sending him flying back into the hallway. You're quick to congratulate him, wrapping him in a tight hug.

Mark spins you around, laughing wholeheartedly before he sets you back down. He pulls back with the biggest smile on his face, staring down at you with stars in his eyes. A soft sigh slips past his lips, and he reaches his hand up to push a strand of hair behind your ear.

A blush rises to your face as you avoid his gaze, but your eyes widen as you spot a red spot on his shirt. “Fuck, Mark, your shirt.”

He looks down, grabbing onto his shirt as he lets out a groan. Mark looks at the fabric even closer, “oh." He pauses, smiling once again. "It's just blood.”

synopsis ⤏ mark, desperate to talk to the cute girl in his japanese class, forms a study group. who knew that other struggling college students might want to join a study group?

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[jirsungs]

NO IDEA | profiles #1

"ncu freaks" + jeno 🤔 | masterlist | gal pals & two men

lee donghyuck, third-year computer science student. introverted and keeps to himself unless he's around his friends. participates in no school clubs so no one really knows him, except the drama club but he doesn't count it as "a real club that sparked his interest" because he only joined to support jaemin being club president. works at the school's library with his aunt in his spare time. is in charge of the group's game nights that are hosted at his and renjun's apartment every friday (that jeno sometimes joins if he isn't busy with basketball).

lee jeno, third-year sports sciences major. part of the basketball team, meaning he's pretty well-known amongst people. is cool with everyone, so no one bats an eye when he's found hanging out with hyuck or any of the guys. even though he's considered "popular" because of basketball, he prefers to stay introverted and views the ncu freaks as his closest friends. so many people are intimidated by him because of his looks, but he's really just a quiet, sweet bean who likes to observe (judge) his surroundings. hyuck's wingman in getting a shot with y/n.

huang renjun, third-year student majoring in art. barely answers in the group chat unless he's the one to text first. has lived off campus with hyuck since the start of their freshman year at ncu. works with donghyuck in the library when he doesn't have back-to-back classes. somewhat extroverted, people know of him, but they don't know him. renjun's a nice guy that gives hyuck good company, which is why he keeps him around, but he also isn't shy to give him a slap of reality when he needs it the most.

na jaemin, third-year photography student. compared to the rest of the guys (excluding jeno), he's the most well known. president of the drama club with all of his friends as members because he forced them. owns three cats that he never shuts up about (they're donghyuck's kids). lives in the apartment right across the hall from hyuck and renjun, meaning his apartment is hyuck's second home when renjun is out of the house and he's lonely. an all-around fun and brassy guy, but some people don't like how weird he gets when he starts raving about his cats. donghyuck doesn't mind it, though! he finds jaemin silly.

park jisung, second-year game design major. dorms on campus, but basically lives at the group's apartments. got adopted (forced) into the group because he decided to join the drama club out of curiosity, but then he ran into jaemin. that should explain everything. he's the group's "child." hyuck finds jisung adorable when he's not getting on his damn nerves. is the group's game stash since he's locked and loaded with board and video games. despite him being the youngest of the five, his maturity level is higher than the rest. sometimes it isn't. but usually, it is.

note: guys i had sm fun making their accs 😞!

[saythenametotheworld]

Campus Confessions | nct series

College is a whirlwind of unforgettable moments, spontaneous romances, and messy, heart-pounding drama. Through every crush, fling, and heartbreak, you learn what it really means to be young, wild, and in love.

Genre: college AU, anthology, romance Status: on-going Pairing: NCT 00-Line x Reader Warnings: mature themes Notes: 5 parts. Part 1, Foolish One, drops on 11/25! It will be a weekly update from then onwards. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know them personally and do not claim they would ever behave like they were portrayed in this story.

1. Foolish One (Huang Renjun)

A chance encounter with Renjun at the campus library turns into late-night study sessions and stolen moments. He's everything you're looking for—thoughtful, kind, intelligent. But is this the start of something real, or just a story you’re telling yourself?

2. Wonderland (Liu Yangyang)

A carefree spring break, a charming stranger, and moments that feel like they’ll last forever. You and Yangyang both knew it wouldn't, but boy, it was hands down the best spring break ever.

3. You're Not Sorry (Lee Jeno)

Being with Jeno was a whirlwind of dizzying highs and crushing lows, each moment burning brighter—and darker—than the last. Even with someone new, someone infinitely better, why does it always feel like every road leads back to him?

4. Guilty as Sin (Lee Donghyuck)

A summer in Mykonos, a tumultuous romance, and a classmate who’s always been trouble—only this time, you’re too broken to care. What starts as an escape from the wreckage of your past relationship soon becomes a mess of its own. Was it worth it?

5. Long Story Short (Na Jaemin)

Na Jaemin—your best friend, the one person who’d always been there for you, comes to help you back to your feet again. But is it too late to finally see him for what he truly is?

[gyeomsweetgyeom]

[9:02 pm]

(cw: f!reader)

a/n: this is set in a very vague time period, (in my head it is like 14/15th century but it’s really not evident) pls keep in mind I haven’t interacted with any Romeo and Juliet content since I was like 13 but I still kind of like how this came out

Romeo!Haechan was more than happy that this party was a masquerade party. If anyone in this house knew that it was him that was hidden behind the gold-trim mask, they would surely have his head. He’d have been dead before the sun had a chance to rise again.

He rather preferred to stay on the wall, somewhat hidden by the shadows of the large stone pillars of the ballroom. Yes, to stay out of the eyes of those who would kill him, but more so to watch the rest of the party goers.

His eyes scanned over the crowd. A large sea of fancy masks, even fancier dresses, and very few familiar features. He was starting to wonder where his friends had disappeared to. Surely they were causing trouble somewhere, it was better that he stayed away from them tonight. Just his last name was enough to make half the guests in this ballroom pull their swords and chase him through the streets. The hatred was never something he’d questioned just something he went along with.

He was deep in thought, trying to remember how the drama between his family and those that threw the party had even started, but his thoughts stopped seeing that you had crossed his eye sight.

It was like you made everything around you more vibrant, the torches on the walls burned brighter, and every beautiful girl he’d ever seen before you immediately paled in comparison. His breathing became shallow and his heartbeat sped up with pure excitement.

He moved along the walls with precision, following you through the crowd until he suddenly realized you were both outside. A garden filled with sweet scented roses almost as beautiful as you.

You tugged the bow of your mask from the back of your head, sighing and taking a seat in a small bench below a big tree.

“Excuse my intrusion, I just had to let you know how beautiful you look,” Haechan stated.

You flinched, startled at the unexpected guest, “oh, thank you. I’m sure if I could see your face I’d be able to say the same.”

Haechan pulled the mask from his face, apprehensively hoping you weren’t one of the many people at this house who hated him because of his last name. You smiled softly, “you are handsome indeed.”

“It is nothing compared to your beauty. I am Haechan, it is so wonderful to meet a beauty such as yourself,” he returned your smile with his hand held out.

You told him your name as you shook his hand. A spark of electricity runs down your spine, goosebumps covering every part of your exposed skin. It looked like Haechan felt it too, his eyes widened minimally.

No one had ever made you feel like this upon first meeting. Haechan was very clearly special. He was making you feel all new feelings, an excitement to see him again even though he was still right in front of you. A yearning for him before he’d even left your eyesight.

“Donghyuck! That better not be you!” An angry voice called out.

Haechan looked panicked, “I’ll see you again soon. I promise, my heart is already with you.”

You tightened your hold on his hand, holding on until he disappeared into the garden. Your hand lingered with the warmth of his touch. You hoped he would keep his promise.

[jjzzhyunie]

UNDER HIS GAZE | HAECHAN #1

pairing: haechan x fem!oc

title: chapter #1 ‘me and the devil’

prologue: “Do you even know what you're doing? You don't even know how to use it correctly.”

summary: Parents murdered by vampires, Yoo-jin Seo seeks revenge on Donghyuck by hunting him down.

genre: thriller drama, vampires, modern au, vampire hunter x vampire, plot twists, enemies to lovers trope.

note: this is a series.

©️ everything belongs to @jjzzhyunie 2024

In the tapestry of time, death spins a web of tales, each moment woven with care into memories to recall. Yet Yoojin eyes afire, holds fate in trembling palms, against the hourglass' constant sand.

As Yoojin walks through the forest woods, the memories of her parents' funeral seep in, wearing a tradional korean attire in all black comes back to her. The solemn procession, the sounds of wailing, and the sight of her parents' pictures being lowered down with the coffin to the ground.

This all flickers like a tape in her mind, Yoojin pushes onwards despite all of this. Determination was a weak word for what she is feeling. The pain on that day was a fresh wound, still bleeding.

'I'll catch him.' Yoojin tells herself, like a mantra that strengthens her doubts. She will catch him.

She contiues down her search in the unknown secluded area, parts of the forest were barely lit by the sun and Yoojin can't help feeling a sense of uneasiness. The trees seem to loom over her, their shadows dancing eerily in the dim moonlight. Every rustle of leaves makes her jump, every snapped twig sounding like a potential threat. But Yoojin pushes through the fear.

Looking for any signs of life but her own, Yoojin was unsuccusful at it. Though her body was nothing but left weak. Hunger, a constant companion on the journey with her, it's presence felt in every pang of emptiness. But grief and anger, stronger than any hunger that consumes her, leaves no room for respite.

A relentless restlessness grips at her soul, as the darkness of mourning and rage take take their tol. Each step, each breath, a struggle against the troubling tide of pain, fueling her ceaseless pursuit.

Going up somewhere the soil sinks under her boots, four men start to spot Yoojin and their presence immediately setting off warn signals in her body, even before her mind had fully registered the danger. The two men behind let out a whistle of some kind, which made Yoojin's arms stand up with hair.

Their smirks were a big gateaway that they cannot be trusted, with their rifles in their hands casually held. "You look lost," was the smooth reply from one man. He looks to be older, mid forties and the leader of his three friends behind him.

Yoojin was ready to reply to them instantly. "I'm heading somewhere," she said cooly.

They looked at each other, their expressions sly as they exhanged looks. "Well, we wouldn't want a beautiful young miss like you getting lost all alone in the forest. Especially with vampires lurking around lately." One of them said.

"Maybe we can help you out?" The man in front of Yoojin said, his tone drippng with insincerity.

She grits her teeth together, her body tensing as she prepeared to defend herself in neccessary when the men took few steps forward to where Yoojin stands. She keeps her vague answers sharp.

"I appreciate the offer, but i can manage on my own." Yoojin replies with her gaze sweeping over the group, sizing them up nearly.

Yoojin quickly went past them around and starts to walk the front path to leave them, but one spoke behind Yoojin and the men hurdle to follow Yoojin anyways, despite her protest from earlier.

"Now now, lets not be hasty. We're just trying to protect you from the vampires that can be around." The sinister tone was a camouflage by the fake-pretend chivalry.

Yoojin could see right past it with her uncomfortable intuition.

Before she could react, the two leap to the front and block the path, their large bodies looming in the narrow pathway. In blink of an eye, she was suddenly pressed up against them, her rifle falling to the ground with a loud thud. And soon enough, before she knew it Yoojin felt a rough hand grab her arm and push her down. Face hitting the rough ground betwen soil and auburn dry leaves. Pinned up behind four men.

Men's laughter rang out, a cruel sound that sent chills down her spine. Yoojin struggles to get out, any sort of movement was impossible under the weight of four men. It became tiring, a tug of war rather to escape this clinch.

Yoojin grows numb real quick, despair clawing at her as the men overshadow behind. The sounds of clothes become a scary alert to her. Yoojin's eyes widen and she panics once more.

"Now isn't the time to be screaming," He laughs. "No one can hear you anyways. We're deep in the forest."

The three men that watched everything unfold suddenly turn towards the sound of a twig snapping. The three rifles turned towards the trees and steep flooring. The man pinning her down looks up too.

"Go check it out you three," their leader said nonchalantly but fimrly too. They can only glance back at him, the tension was papable in their hesition to walk up to where the sound came.

Then without a humanly possible warning, a flashing scene through the trees from above landing on one of the men with a deadly precision. There was a brief moment of shock.

"It's a vampire!"

Chaos erupts when the two remaining men saw how their friend was dismembered and killed with a single slash, the sounds of rifles being fired sets Yoojin's adrenaline on fire.

But it was too late, the figure had moved way before the human eye could counter.

The vampire dispatched the two men next, his movements like lightning came to life. Only one remaining was the leader and it wasnt long until the man moved off Yoojin to grab his rifle to deal with the vampire. He raised it up to fire at the shadow-figure only to be met with a deserved fate.

Yoojin took the advantagr to crawl closer the familar weight of her own rifle in arms. With a determined cry she rose to her two own feet, spinning around and firing both the man and unknown vampire.

He fell to the ground and mortally wounded, but the vampire was merely scratched and its eyes ablazed by the challenge.

In quick movements it lungs to Yoojin. She leapts back, her own rifle clutched title to her hands. Yoojin knew she had to run away, she did not stand a chance against this vampire.

She ran for it. Yoojin darted through the forest, her feet pounding against the ground as she ducked under low hanging branches and leapt over a fallen logs. It was as if the trees themselves were closing in on her, their trunks forming a disoreinting maze that all looked the same.

Each step forward felt like a step eeper into a nightmare, as if she was trapped in a cycle of endless chase.

Yoojin stumps her foot over a rock, tripping on the ground front face. As Yoojin stumbles and fell, her eyes catching sight of the abandoned hospital in the area. Its crumbling walls cast long shadows across the floor. Before she could even process the situation, the vampire leaned down his hand grasping her arms.

But just as he moved closer, a voice cut through the stillness breaking the tension. As Yoojin looked up, she saw Donghyuck standing there. His eyes fixed on the other vampire, his stance was tense and intimdating.

The guy looks so familar, then it all clogged Yoojin's mind. That was him. The night of her parents death, he was the last one Yoojin saw before disappering in the night.

The tone in his voice was like a challenge between sarcasm and unbothered. "What are you doing in my territory?" he echoed, his gaze narrowing studying the other vampire. He looks newly turned and batshit-crazy to Donghyuck.

His words were met with defiance, the other vampire refused to answer or move out of the area which Donghyuck has claimed since last night.

Yoojin watched in silence, her gaze flickering between the two vampires with uncertain fear and fasincation. She had never seen such an interaction, and she wasnt sure what is going to happen. What will this mean for her?

The tension in the air could be cut with a knife as Donghyuck's rolled up his sleeves, his body language was a clear gateway to how threatening he became. Before Yoojin could even react, he took a decisive step forward, his gaze locking onto the other vampire. In the moment, the vampire's face shifted to Donghyuck, dropping Yoo-jin carelessly to the ground.

"I am going to count to three, and you better run off."

For a brief moment, the vampire hesitated, as if hoping for some sort of reprieve. But Donghyuck's tone was clear, his expression firm. Before the vampire could fully proces the situation, Donghyuck's voice rang out.

"One."

Suddenly the latter ran off, he took the cue and left for Donghyuck's final number. Yoojin’s body became tense, a sense of familiar danger alerts her to run for it. She grabbed her rifle and took off running. As if her life depends on it.

Donghyuck’s eyes on her as Yoojin fled suddenly. But she didn’t dare to pause to look back at the killer of her parents.

Unfortunately, her escape was cut short when she trips up over a patch of loose soil on the edge of a steep slope.

She stumbles, losing her balance and then she starts to roll down the hill, tumbling recklessly down like a sack of potatoes.

As Yoojin lands front face to the bottom, at the base of the hill. She groans, her body aching from the rough fall and landing. She felta wave of embarssment wash over her.

Suddenly, Donghyuck's voice rang out above, and she looked up to see him standing at the top of the hill. "What an idiot," he muttered, his tone laced with annoyance, as he begins to go down the slope to get to her.

She could feel her cheeks burn with anger and shame. The humilation was enough to sent her to her early grave. Her legs felt like jelly amongst the many bruises from the fall.

Donghyuck approached her, his expression unreadable. Under his gaze was this human girl, who strangely looks at him as if she's already known him. Hated him.

But he can't seem to remember her.

Yoojin found herself in a situation sooner than she expected. She takes a small peak and saw that Donghyuck is armed with a knife, not only that, but his foot on top of her rifle when she reached for it. She was once again, weaponless.

"It's you." Yoojin said with an itch to now seek her revenge.

Donghyuck tilts his head slightly at the sound of how hateful she sounds to him, as if she already knows him. He turns to look down at the girl properly with his eyes.

"Do i know you?" He asks smoothly with an undertone sarcasm in it.

"No but i know you." Her reply begins. "You killed my parents!" Yoojin starts while turning her lips to a thin unwelcoming line. Fists clenched together.

Donghyuck's mouth twitchs slightly at the accusation. He narrows his eyes at the human girl, Yoojin was slowly getting up from the ground. Dusting off any bits of dirt remaining to the clothes.

"Killed your parents? I don't ever remember laying a finger on them, darling." Donghyuck casually said, uncared for the situation of the loss. It's more like he's certain that the accusation is wrong.

Yoojin never expected such belief that seems so real, but she saw Donghyuck that night. She remembers a face like his anywhere. "Liar, i saw you that night and i'm going to kill you."

Yoojin's hand reached out a knife to slash forward to the vampire's shoulder blade. It never crossed Yoojin's mind there would be a power difference, even though thats the most basic knowledge out there. Vampires are much superior in terms of hunting. But she didn't care for her safety. She was driven by grief and revenge more than the fear of dying.

Donghyuck was amused more than surprised by the attack. An attempt, he would call it rather. He easily pushed back Yoojin and twists her around until a single push to her back makes her fall over a large tree to the front. Completely he parried a knife, not even using his vampire genetics. More just his heightened survival.

"Do you even know what you're doing? You don't even know how to use it correctly." He said with his head tilted with arms crossed over his chest.

Was he seriously just correcting Yoojin on how to land a slash on him? She felt insulted. Belitted.

Which only caused her grief and anger to mix together, close to exploding like an erupted volcano. Yoojin turned back and lung her hand forward, the knife creating this whoosh sound in the air. Donghyuck takes simple steps back to avoid being slashed by a basic knife, a kitchen knife it looks to be.

She then ends up being tripped up, again, for what felt like a hundreth time falling over on the ground. Donghyuck saw how she was so easily tripped by his feet. Yoojin's defence was down, she's not rationally thinking. Donghyuck made sure to put a stop to her mindless swinging with a knife.

It looked like child-play to him.

Yoojin lets out a small eugh when she lands on the ground with her head slightly bumped. The rifle was somewhere on the ground between the auburn leaves, and her knife laid next to her face. Her blurry vision grew to normal, Yoojin saw Donghyuck standing above her in front.

She flashed him a glare, her hair completely roughed up with leaves in them from the fall. "What do you want?" Yoojin throws because Donghyuck was just staring at her, not impressed.

An eyebrow was raised on his face when he saw that glare on her face. He sighs tiredly.

"Get up," Donghyuck says simply looking around the area, his voice smooth yet demanding. He doesn't make any move to remove his foot from the ground, he just waits for her to get up from the pathetic ground.

Looming over her, he did see a few things in the dim light outside on her face. Donghyuck saw the minor cuts and scratches on her face, indicating it from the falls. Maybe even struggle against the troublesome people earlier.

She grunts when leisurely going up on her feet, Yoojin blows some of her messy hair away in a huff, like a small child does. Yoojin made sure there was a good enough distance between the vampire and her eyes ocasionally observe the surroudings.

"What do you want?" She asked again. "Going to kill me like you killed my parents, huh?" Yoojin slowly brought up with an intent to provoke malicous to him.

Yoojin saw Donghyuck let out an exasperted sigh, the patience starting to wear thin. He rolls his eyes slightly and crosses his arms. "I already told you, i didn't kill them." He repeats sounding frustrated.

But when he saw her eyes constantly looking down towards the rifle, he simply reached for the weapon and shown it to her. He held the rifle with his two hands. "Looking for this?" he mocks, tapping the rifle on the ground.

Yoojin tried to hold the urge to just, try and stab him again. But she failed because the next thing that happened was Donghyuck quickly dodging a knife in the air that Yoojin reached for nearby before. He gave a disappoited eye roll.

The next thing she knew, she was held in a tight grip. Wrist held by a very strong hand forcing her to drop the knife and Donghyuck wasn't being so, tolerant anymore.

His grip was pretty tight but not enough to snap a bone yet. It is strong enough to keep the girl from not atacking him every five seconds like a maniac.

His expression is unreadable as he looks down at her widen eyes full of fear, his dark eyes piercing into them. The amusement from earlier is gone and now he was simply serious on the matter.

"I'm going to let go of your wrist now, and if you try anything i'm going to break it. Got it?" Donghyuck threatens sternly. But he saw Yoojin's non verbal reply as a sign that she understood it.

Yoojin was tempted but she didn't act on it this time. In fact she stood still and slowly takes back her wrist released from his hand. Donghyuck trails off next.

"See? I'm trying to be Mr nice guy, i don't usually do that." He points out sarcastically at the sudden quiet girl, but all he got was a glare. And as if she wants to just run away. Far away from him.

He sighs again. "Look, you're hurt and you must be lost. I have enough space for you to camp in my home."

"How do i know you won't kill me?" She shot at Donghyuck, defensively holding suspicion.

He gave her a look, as if thats the most obvious thing in the world. Donghyuck matter of factly points out. "Because if i wanted you dead, you'd already be dead."

She scoffs but Donghyuck already started to make his way back up, he assumed the girl will follow. She has nowhere else to go and her chances being safe from other vampires are high with him.

"Didn't realise vampires have sense of hospitality." She sarcastically shouts but eventually Yoojin weighs the pros and cons. Ultimately she starts to slowly tag behind Donghyuck.

Maybe she can always get back at him. But not right now.

[bingsuyaa]

LUCKY STRIKE, lee mark ᵎ

profiles. neo divas & a m0rk

masterlist

LEE MARK — "the lead guitarist" ▬ the human embodiment of "i'm just happy to be here". plays guitar like it’s an olympic sport but freezes the second someone calls him talented. lives for awkward handshakes and saying "dude" unironically. constantly in a main character™ crisis. thinks adding a cowboy hat to his wardrobe will fix his imposter syndrome. probably listens to midnights by taylor swift on repeat.

LEE TAEYONG — "the bassist" ▬ the 24/7 stressed mom friend who’s given up trying to control the chaos. spends most of his time stressing over album prep and the remaining goes to cleaning up the band's impeccable digital footprints. once made a powerpoint presentation about why keeping the group chat professional is important—yuta renamed it “big daddy energy” five minutes later. literally just wants to vibe with his bass in peace.

LEE DONGHYUCK / HAECHAN — "the vocalist" ▬ the chaos gremlin of the group. can turn any situation into a meme-worthy disaster. writes lyrics that sound like a fever dream (“moonlight emo pizza,” anyone?). his entire personality is a mix of “let me cook” and “it’s giving.” tells fans he’s the beyoncé of the band—taeyong disagrees. will fake cry during interviews for attention and call it “method acting.”

NAKAMOTO YUTA — "the keyboardist" ▬ gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss—yuta is the reason the band hasn’t been torn apart by the papz yet. can and will get away with murder. probably sold his soul for killer cheekbones. gives off slutty villain energy even while playing the happiest keyboard riff. thinks “he’s kenough” but might actually be the ceo of the band’s drama department. his wardrobe is 80% leather and 20% vibes.

LEE JENO — "the drummer" ▬ the fashionista of the group. smiles through the chaos like he’s in a sitcom. refuses to interfere in drama but secretly loves the tea. will laugh at your joke even if it’s bad because he’s just that wholesome. bangs on drums like it’s therapy and will deadass text “wyd?” to the group chat at 3 am like it’s normal. probably the only one keeping the band semi-functional. is surprisingly very perceptive.

NEO AXIS — "the band" ▬ neo axis is what happens when you take five people with way too much talent and zero self-awareness, throw them into a group, and let them loose. they’re like a bad reality show waiting to happen, but with expensive instruments and questionable life choices. their music is a blend of deep lyrics and total randomness (thank you, haechan), yet somehow they pull it off. every show is an unpredictable rollercoaster, and you’d be a fool to think they know what they’re doing. but that’s what makes them so fun.

[idkanymark]

[You promised the world and I fell for it]

haechan x fem!reader | complicated relationship | babies mentioned | heartbreak

INTRO: You meet Haechan, and at first, it’s just a simple connection. Little did you know, it would change everything, leaving you questioning where it would all go. What started as an easy friendship quickly turned into something deeper, pulling you into a whirlwind of emotions, choices, and consequences you never saw coming.

Warnings. abort mentioned

Words count: 4.5k

"You really should come" your roommate urged, tugging at your sleeve as you sat cross-legged on your bed, scrolling through your phone.

"Girl, I said Chenle is cute, not that I’m trying to go anywhere with you" you shot back, smirking.

"But you could get to know him! You could get married, and I could be the bridesmaid!Damn you could even be richer than you already are" she replied, dreamily twirling a strand of her hair.

"I think you need to drink more chamomile tea, seriously" you teased, shaking your head.

Still, against your better judgment, you let her drag you to the gathering. It was one of those crowded house parties where everyone seemed to know everyone else—except for you. While your roommate whispered in your ear incessantly about Chenle—what he liked, what he didn’t—you caught movement from the corner of your eye. Someone was eavesdropping.

"Excuse me?" you said, catching him mid-act.

The guy looked up, and you immediately noticed his tan skin, mischievous smirk, and the way he leaned against the wall like he owned the place.

"Y/N, don’t" your roommate whispered in warning, tugging at your arm. Her eyes darted toward him nervously, like he was trouble incarnate.

Before she could say more, the guy finally spoke. His voice was light but edged with amusement.

"I was just trying to hear if you were talking bad about someone or spilling some drama. You were being loud" he said, tilting his head slightly.

"What’s your name?" you asked, stepping closer, ignoring your roommate’s frantic whispers.

"Haechan" he replied, his confident demeanor faltering as you leaned in a little too close. "Haechan did no one teach you that eavesdropping is bad?"

It was subtle, but you saw his shoulders tense, his breath hitch slightly. He wasn’t used to people closing the distance so easily, wasn’t used to someone looking him in the eye so boldly.

Looking back, you’d never have thought that simple interaction would change everything. At that moment, you were just curious about the guy everyone seemed wary of. But as time passed, you realized Haechan—or Donghyuck, as he asked you to call him—was more than his reputation.

People whispered about him all the time. How he was "crazy", unpredictable, and best avoided. You never understood why. To you, he seemed misunderstood. He had a sharp tongue, sure, but there was a warmth behind his teasing, a kindness in the way he looked out for his small circle of friends.

It was through Donghyuck that you learned about his twin brother, Lee Hyunjae, the school’s star soccer player and a golden boy everyone adored. The comparison had been there since they were kids, Donghyuck once told you. While Hyunjae shone on the field, Donghyuck found solace in things less conventional—gaming and art. He showed you his paintings one evening, shyly pulling them out from under his bed.

They were haunting. Sad, even.

"Why are they all so… dark?" you asked, tracing your fingers over a painting of a lone figure standing under a stormy sky.

"I don’t know. I guess it’s just what comes out" he said with a shrug, but his voice was quieter, more vulnerable than usual.

You later found out that painting was how he processed everything—the expectations, the loneliness, the weight of always being compared to someone else. His gaming, which you only got into because you wanted to understand him better, was his escape. Online, he wasn’t "Haechan the crazy guy." He was just Haechan, someone with a sharp sense of humor and a talent for making people laugh.

Over time, you became his safe space, and he became yours. While others feared the edges of his personality, you saw the softness underneath. And Donghyuck, who always kept people at arm’s length, let you in.

Maybe that’s why, despite everything, he didn’t flinch when you leaned close that first night. Somewhere deep down, he must’ve known you weren’t afraid of him.

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A few weeks after the party, your parents hosted a dinner that felt more like a matchmaking setup. To your surprise, the guest of honor was Chenle Zhong. The awkward small talk and forced pleasantries at the table were enough to drive you to your room the moment the dishes were cleared.

You were scrolling through your phone when your door creaked open, and Chenle walked in like he owned the place. He didn’t bother to ask if it was okay to sit on your bed—he just plopped down, crossing his legs casually. Ironic how that night weeks ago you wanted to get closer to him and that lead you to Haechan.

"So, is it true that you’re dating Haechan?" he asked, a sly grin tugging at his lips.

You froze for a moment, caught off guard by the directness.You lowered your phone, narrowing your eyes at him.

"What?"

"Did you actually go insane, Y/N?" he added, tilting his head as if you were some unsolvable riddle.

Your jaw tightened. "Why does everyone keep asking me that?"

"Because it’s the truth" he replied simply, leaning back on his hands. His tone wasn’t mocking, but there was something in it—concern, maybe, or disbelief.

"You can’t disrespect my friend inside my house" you said sharply, your voice firm.

"I’m not disrespecting him" he countered, his grin fading. "I’m warning you. Since we’re going to be friends anyway, thanks to our parents, I thought I’d be honest. People don’t just avoid him for no reason, you know"

You raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms. "What reason?"

"Look, Haechan… he’s unpredictable. He’s… intense" Chenle said carefully, watching your reaction. "He doesn’t care what people think, and that’s fine, I guess, but it makes him reckless. He’s not someone you want to get too close to."

"Reckless?" you echoed, scoffing. "That’s what everyone says because they don’t take the time to know him. Do you even know anything about him beyond the rumors?"

Chenle hesitated for a beat, but then he shrugged. "I know enough. He’s got a temper. He’s too much for most people to handle. I’m just saying you might be better off keeping your distance."

"If you want to be my friend, I think you should learn how to stay in your place and not get into my business" you snapped, leaning forward.

Chenle frowned. "Y/N, I’m trying to help you. You don’t have to get defensive—"

"Defensive?" you interrupted, your voice rising slightly. "Do you even hear yourself? You’re judging someone you don’t know and acting like you’re doing me a favor. But let me make one thing clear—Haechan is my friend. My choice. And nothing you say is going to change that."

Chenle sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I’m just saying… I’ve seen this kind of thing before. People get close to people like him, and it doesn’t end well. I didn’t mean to offend you. I just don’t want you to get hurt."

"You know what hurts more than Haechan ever could? People like you, who think they know everything about someone without ever bothering to look past the surface. He’s kind, he’s creative, and he cares more than most people I’ve met. You don’t get to call him reckless or unpredictable when you haven’t spent a single second trying to understand him"

Chenle blinked, taken aback by the intensity in your voice.

"Fine. Do what you want" he muttered, standing up. "But don’t say I didn’t warn you"

As he left, you closed your eyes, exhaling slowly. Maybe Chenle thought he was trying to help, but he didn’t understand. No one did.

Haechan was more than the reputation that preceded him. And no matter what anyone said, no one would ever separate you from him.

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It had become a routine of sorts, these quiet moments together. Haechan sat cross-legged on the floor of his small living room, fiddling with the pieces of an old gaming console he was trying to fix.

"You’re really just going to sit there and ignore me the whole time?" you teased from your spot on the couch, your legs tucked underneath you as you flipped through a magazine you weren’t actually reading.

"I’m not ignoring you" he replied without looking up, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips. "I’m multitasking. Fixing this and enjoying your company."

"Uh-huh, sure." You rolled your eyes, tossing the magazine onto the coffee table. Leaning forward, you propped your chin on your hands. "What even is that thing? A time machine? A relic from your childhood?"

"First of all, it’s a masterpiece of technology" he said, finally glancing up at you. His expression was mock-serious, but the glint of amusement in his eyes betrayed him. "Second, it’s not a relic. It’s vintage. There’s a difference."

"Ah, vintage. Got it. My bad"

He laughed, shaking his head as he held up a tiny screwdriver. "You know, you could help instead of just sitting there judging me."

"Oh, you don’t want my help, trust me. Last time I tried to ‘fix’ something, I broke my mom’s toaster."

"How do you even break a toaster?"

"Talent" you said with a smirk.

He snorted, setting the screwdriver down and leaning back on his hands. "Well, maybe you’re better suited for moral support. Or entertainment"

"Entertainment, huh?" You raised an eyebrow, standing up and walking over to where he was sitting. "Okay, how about this—"

Before he could react, you plopped down beside him, grabbing one of the small screws from his tool kit and holding it up dramatically.

"I am now your apprentice. Teach me your ancient ways, oh wise one"

Haechan burst out laughing, his head tipping back as he clutched his stomach. "You’re ridiculous, you know that?"

"I try" you said with a grin, nudging his shoulder playfully.

For the next hour, the two of you worked—or rather, he worked while you attempted to “help,” which mostly consisted of you handing him the wrong tools and cracking jokes that made him laugh so hard he had to stop what he was doing.

At some point, he stopped pretending to fix the console and just leaned back against the couch, watching you as you tried to piece together a random part.

"You know" he said, his voice soft, "you’re a lot more fun than anyone gives you credit for"

"What’s that supposed to mean?" you asked, narrowing your eyes playfully.

"I’m just saying, you make everything better. Even this" he said, gesturing to the scattered tools and half-finished project.

His words caught you off guard, and for a moment, you didn’t know what to say. So, you just smiled, nudging him with your shoulder again.

"You’re not so bad yourself, Haechan"

"Donghyuck" he corrected with a grin.

"Fine. Donghyuck" you said, rolling your eyes, but the smile on your face betrayed your affection.

In moments like these, it was impossible not to fall a little harder for him.

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It hadn’t been long since both your families found out about the connection between you and Donghyuck. To your dismay, they arranged a formal dinner, which quickly turned into something far worse than you anticipated.

You sat at the dining table, your stomach churning as tension filled the room. Across from you, Donghyuck sat stiffly, his eyes fixed on the table. He wasn’t saying much—just letting the weight of everyone’s judgment press down on him.

Then his father spoke, his voice cutting through the air like a knife.

"We’re asking you to stop spending time with Donghyuck. He has too many issues, and we believe this… association will only create problems for you."

Your heart sank, but before you could respond, his mother chimed in.

"You could get to know Hyunjae instead. He’s more… suitable. But Donghyuck? We’ve been discussing sending him to a mental hospital. We’ve seen his paintings, and his behavior at school only confirms what we’ve feared"

The words hung in the air, suffocating. You glanced at Donghyuck. His expression was blank, but you could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his jaw clenched ever so slightly.

And something in you snapped.

"You know what you can’t see?" you said, your voice trembling but growing stronger with each word. "That he doesn’t freaking need a mental hospital. He needs his parents’ support! He needs you to stop tearing him apart and actually care about him!"

The entire table turned to you, stunned. Donghyuck’s eyes widened, a mix of shock and something deeper—gratitude, maybe. No one had ever stood up for him like that. Not his brother, Hyunjae, who was too busy being the golden child, nor his sister, who always stayed quiet to avoid conflict.

"Y/N" your dad warned, his voice low and sharp. His disapproval was clear, but you didn’t back down.

You turned to your father, your eyes pleading for understanding. But all you got was a glare that told you you were on your own.

"Hyuck, stand up and come with me" you said, your voice steady despite the storm raging in your chest.

For a moment, he didn’t move, his gaze flickering between you and his parents. Something in your unwavering gaze gave him the courage to move. He stood, and without a word, followed you out the door.

The cool night air greeted you as you stepped outside. Before you could say anything, Hyuck stopped abruptly, turning to you with a mixture of disbelief and gratitude in his eyes.

Then, before you could process what was happening, he leaned in and kissed you.

It wasn’t planned, and it wasn’t perfect. It was messy and desperate, full of emotions neither of you could put into words. Your first kiss with him was unexpected, but it felt like the only way to say what needed to be said.

When he pulled back, his voice was low and raw. "Let’s go"

You ended up at a modest hotel, far from the judgment of your families. The room was small but cozy, with warm yellow lighting and a faint scent of lavender from the soap left on the bathroom counter. It wasn’t extravagant, but it was yours—a temporary refuge from everything outside.

That night, the two of you stayed up talking about everything. Your fears, your dreams, the things you wished someone had told you when you needed it most. For the first time in what felt like forever, you could just be yourselves without any pretense.

"Gosh, you drive me insane" Donghyuck muttered at one point, shaking his head with a small smile as he absently played with your hands.

"Good" you teased softly, brushing your fingers through your hair as you watched him, warmth spreading through your chest.

Later, as you lay tangled in the sheets, he stared at you with a softness that made your chest ache. There was something unspoken in his eyes, something that told you everything about this moment was right.

When he leaned in to kiss you again, his touch gentle and deliberate, your heart raced. It felt natural, effortless, but the weight of the moment made you pause. You bit your lip, needing to say it before things went any further.

"Oh, um… I—I’ve never…" you stammered, your voice trembling slightly. His brows furrowed in curiosity as he studied your face, waiting for you to finish.

"I’ve never done this before, so… um, yeah" you admitted, your cheeks flushing as you averted your gaze.

For a moment, there was silence, but then he chuckled softly. The sound was warm and reassuring, easing some of your nerves.

"Hey, it’s okay" he murmured, his thumb tracing slow, soothing circles on the back of your hand. "We don’t have to rush anything"

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his steady gaze. There was no judgment, no pressure—just him, patient and kind, waiting for you.

"I want this to be right for you. For us" he added, his voice barely above a whisper.

His words made your chest tighten with emotion, and you nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips.

"Okay" you said softly, leaning into his touch, trusting him completely.

In that moment, you knew—no matter what happened next, you were exactly where you wanted to be.

And for a few weeks, it felt like you were in your own little world. No one could reach you, no one could judge you. It was just the two of you, figuring things out together.

But one morning, you woke up to an empty bed.

You frowned, blinking in confusion. At first, you thought maybe he’d gone to grab breakfast or take a walk, but when you sat up, your heart sank. There was a folded note on the pillow beside you.

With shaking hands, you opened it. The words stared back at you, scrawled in his unmistakable handwriting:

"I’m sorry. This was a mistake. I can’t do this anymore. Take care of yourself."

He left.

He freaking left.

Tears welled in your eyes as the weight of his absence hit you like a tidal wave. You threw the note onto the bed, your chest tightening with each breath.

But that wasn’t the worst part. As you stumbled to the bathroom, a wave of nausea overtook you, and you barely made it to the sink before your stomach turned violently.

As you stared at yourself in the mirror, pale and trembling, one terrifying thought clawed its way into your mind.

Something was wrong.

Something was very, very wrong.

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Years had passed since the day you made that painful decision. The world had turned its back on you. You were young, still trying to finish university, and struggling to navigate a situation no one had prepared you for. Everyone abandoned you, except for Chenle. He offered to help, even said he’d be there for you and the baby. But deep down, you knew it wasn’t the right choice—your heart was heavy with guilt, and it felt wrong.

Meanwhile, Haechan was out living his life, traveling the world with his gamer friends, carefree and unburdened, while you were left alone with nothing but your thoughts and a painful decision that you could never undo. You tried to reach out to him, desperate for him to acknowledge what had happened, but he was unreachable.

Months passed, and you couldn’t shake the feeling of abandonment. You were left alone with the weight of a choice that still haunted you. The loneliness was unbearable, and as time went on, you searched for anything that might explain his silence. That’s when you discovered it.

One night, you were scrolling online, looking for a distraction, when you came across an article. “Haechan – NCT member, professional gamer, rising star in international tournaments.” You stared at the screen in disbelief. Donghyuck had been scouted for a professional gaming career, traveling the world, competing in tournaments, and making a name for himself. It all made sense now—his sudden disappearance, his lack of contact. He had been chasing his dream, and you were just a footnote in his story.

It hurt. More than you expected. You had been left to carry the burden on your own, and all the while, he was out there living his dream. You felt like you had been nothing more than an afterthought. There was no mention of any apology or explanation in the article. No sign that he cared about what had happened between you two. And as you sat there, alone in your room, you couldn’t help but wonder if things could’ve been different if he had stayed—or if he had cared to be there when you needed him most.

This addition shows that Donghyuck’s decision to leave was tied to a major opportunity he didn’t communicate to you, making his absence more understandable in the context of his career. But it also deepens the emotional weight for you, discovering it online rather than hearing it from him directly.

Eventually, you made the choice to terminate the pregnancy. The guilt never left. It haunted you—every day, every night. It weighed on your soul like a constant shadow. You didn’t know how to move forward, but time, it seemed, had a way of dulling the pain. At least, that’s what you told yourself.

And then, years later, you walked into a grocery store, lost in your own world as you grabbed items off the shelf. But when you turned the corner, your eyes locked onto a familiar face. The world seemed to stop at that moment.

“Donghyuck?” Your voice cracked, almost a whisper, but he heard it.

His head snapped up, and there he was, standing in the aisle with a baby in his arms. A baby. His baby? No… it couldn’t be.

“Y/N?” he said, his voice filled with surprise, and then a hesitant smile. "It’s been a while. How are you?" But his eyes flicked nervously to the baby in his arms.

You couldn’t stop looking at the child, no more than two years old, with his big brown eyes staring up at you. The guilt that had been buried for so long resurfaced in an instant.

“Why didn’t you want mine?” The question slipped from your lips before you could stop it. The pain of all those years without him, without any explanation, came crashing back.

“What are you talking about?” He looked genuinely confused, as though he didn’t understand where this was coming from.

“Don’t act dumb” you snapped, your heart pounding in your chest. It was hard to hold back the tears. "You left me when I needed you the most."

He stood still, silent, his eyes dropping to the floor. And then, a soft, pained whisper: "I’m sorry."

You looked away, the words stinging. "I tried to contact you. I tried to let you know about the baby"

He froze, his eyes wide with confusion. “A… baby?” His voice barely reached you, his shock apparent as he processed your words.

“That’s what happens when you don’t use condoms, Donghyuck. And it was for weeks if you remember” you said, the bitterness lacing your voice. His world shattered, the guilt and realization settling in. He had been an idiot. But why had he left in the first place?

“I thought I was going to ruin your life, Y/N.I… I didn’t think I could give you this. I didn’t think I could give you the life you deserve” he confessed, voice trembling as he tried to explain.

You met his gaze, the tears threatening to spill. "You did it anyway, Donghyuck. I was left alone. I couldn’t raise it, so I had to…" Your voice caught, and for a moment, the weight of it all was too much. "I still feel guilty"

The words felt too heavy to carry, but you said them anyway, hoping that he would somehow understand the pain you had lived with all these years.

Donghyuck stepped closer, his face full of regret and sorrow. "Listen, can we get coffee? We can talk about it, I promise."

But before you could answer, a small voice broke through the heavy silence.

“Mama!” A little boy came running toward you, arms outstretched. The sight of him made your heart swell. You crouched down, opening your arms, and as he ran into them, you heard a familiar voice approaching from behind.

"Y/N, I know you said no more junk food but…” Chenle’s voice, filled with both guilt and warmth, met your ears. He was pushing a stroller, and when he saw Donghyuck, his eyes narrowed instinctively.

You smiled softly as you lifted your son, Yoonoh, in your arms, his tiny hands gripping yours. "Meet my beautiful boy, Yoonoh. He’s three years old" You looked down at your child, your heart swelling with love. "And this one’s my beautiful girl, Minju.She's one year old" Your daughter, nestled safely in the stroller, gave a soft giggle at her brother’s antics.

Donghyuck stared at them for a moment, disbelief on his face. "You got married?" His voice was hesitant, unsure.

You nodded, glancing at Chenle, who had come to stand by your side. "Yes. Chenle loved me, helped me when I could barely love myself. He’s been my support all these years"

Donghyuck stood there, feeling like his world had crumbled. This should’ve been him. He wanted to be the one to give you that life, to raise those kids with you. The realization hit him harder than anything else.

The pain of regret was sharp. His hands clenched at his sides, the weight of his past mistakes pressing down on him. He could’ve been the one to be there for you, to help you raise your family. But now, you had moved on, and he was left with nothing but the shadow of what could’ve been.

And in that moment, Donghyuck realized that all along, the child he had been holding wasn’t his—and never would be. It was his friend’s child, a fact he hadn’t bothered to explain, leaving you to assume the worst. It was easier for him that way—because if you hated him, he wouldn’t have to face the consequences of what he’d done. It was his way of coping with his shame, with the guilt of abandoning you all those years ago.

He looked at Yoonoh and Minju, your children, and the family that you had built with someone else. The weight of his mistakes felt unbearable, and the void of what could have been seemed infinite, like an emptiness that stretched beyond his reach. How could he have let this happen? Why hadn’t he stepped up when it mattered? He had been too afraid to face his fears, too afraid to face his responsibilities. And now, it was too late.

And maybe, just maybe, Chenle was right. His leaving, his hesitation, his fear—it had all led to this. He had pushed you away when he should have been there. He had let his own insecurities dictate the course of both your lives. If only he had stayed, if only he had chosen to face the responsibility, to choose you the way you chose him—things could have been different.

Now, as he stood there, watching you walk away with your children—his heart sank. The void of what could have been seemed like a chasm, too wide to cross, an endless abyss of lost opportunities. He had been too scared to face the future, too scared to take responsibility. And now, all that was left were the painful echoes of a past that could never be undone.

It was too late for him. Too late for redemption. Too late to fix the mistakes that had haunted him all these years.