#haechan imagiine

[painted-cherries]

my first: kiss

pairing: lee donghyuck x reader, mark lee x reader

genre: fluff

prompt: Na Jaemin is throwing the yearly end of the summer party and everyone on the block who knows him will be there. High school is merely a week away and y/n is hoping she can kiss her crush of one year before she’s finally a freshman. 

a/n: This is officially my first series! It’s small and a good start. If it flops that’s okay, I’m just excited to finally get this idea out of my head and into words. its of course branched from dream’s song ‘my first and last’

other parts:

my first: kiss, date, love

The first boy y/n ever kissed was the summer of her eighth grade year. It was with the out spoken, floppy haired boy from down the block from her house. She didn’t plan for it to happen, in fact she had always imagined that her first kiss wold be more romantic. That maybe there would be something like a movie; maybe the cute boy Renjun- whose mother attended the same book club as y/n’s mother at that annoying girl Sooyeon’s house- would ask her if she would like to buy ice cream while the two of them waited for the club to end. And that it would be something along the lines of a cliche, where he would walk with her around the block and lead her back to her home before her father returned from his office job, and her mother came home with not a page read from her book and the smell of wine still evident on her lips. Renjun would stand on the front step of her typical suburban home and place a delicate first kiss among her lips, and then sprint home with the taste of her peach lipgloss on his own lip.

Instead she had her first kiss with Lee Donghyuck, sometimes called Haechan. The boy with two names was never someone she had pictured sharing a kiss with. She even imagined the shy Lee Jeno from the neighborhood over before ever considering Hyuck. He was borderline obnoxious; he was outspoken and his jokes were only funny to himself and his little band of friends; he looked cute but had nothing good to say; he had a charming smile and was definitely not a kiss she grew up regretting. He lived just a few homes down, and as they grew throughout the entirety of elementary school and early middle together, they became close. Haechan began to walk with her to school and back; it became a norm, nothing special but always a 10 minutes that they enjoyed.

It occurred through an inconvenience, on one of the most important days of the year for anyone who  lived in y/n’s neighborhood. Everyone on the street, and then some, was buzzing about the yearly party that Na Jaemin threw just before school would be back in session. This year however, it was more of a big deal since everyone was finally making it into high school. Y/n wasn’t even planning to go this year since every party was the same, and she knew her crush Mark Lee wouldn't be there, he said he couldn’t come to the parties anymore until “everyone else was at least going into sophomore year because he didn’t want to go to a middle school party”. She rolled her eyes at the memory of his words from just last week when he had been hanging out with her and Hyuck at the movies. 

“Y/n please will you come with me to the party,” Donghyuck’s voice broke her train of thought. She threw a pillow at him for the third time that evening. 

“Hyuck, I would love nothing more than to watch you and Jeno see who can eat the most pizza in ten minutes, but don’t you think the parties are still too childish?” She scrunched her nose up in remembrance of last year when Jeno almost threw up pepperoni pizza all over Jaemin’s backyard porch.

Donghyuck stuck his tongue out at her. “Just because Mark won’t be there this year doesn’t mean you can’t come have fun with your best friends.”

Y/n smacked his arm and Donghyuck let out a small groan. 

“It’s not just because Mark won’t be there. I-It’s just because-”

“Oh come on y/n, we all know how big your crush on Mark is. I’m surprised he doesn’t know, but then again he is kind of an airhead.”

A second pillow came flying from the bed and toward Hyuck once more. 

“He’s not an airhead! He’s very smart... maybe a little obvious, but still cute...”

Hyuck made a pretend puking sound and rolled his eyes. “Whatever, that’s besides the point! You should come to the party anyways, life isn’t going to wait around, and you shouldn’t wait around for Mark if he thinks he’s too mature for us even though he still hangs out with us every Friday.”

She sat there and considered it for a moment before finally deciding that Hyuck was right, like he usually was. 

“Fine we can go, but you better not throw up anywhere near me this year.”

Hyuck beamed at her. “As long as you’ll hold my hair for me”, he responded in a mocking tone

-

The Na family’s home was filled to the brim with every new freshman in the neighborhood, give or take a few extra kids. If the parties from prior years seemed crazy, this year was absolutely insane. High school was a looming topic of excitement from the moment these kids started middle school. The years of their lives where nothing mattered and yet everything you did would either be praised or scrutinized under the watchful gaze of their peers.The party was in full swing, the Mountain Dew being spilled all over the porch just like every year and Hyuck laid with his head in Y/n’s lap after winning the pizza contest against Lee Jeno from up the street.

“Oh woe is me and my dear, crippled stomach.”

“Hyuck you literally do this every year,” y/n responded, pushing his hair out of his eyes. “You and Jeno are going to go into a pizza coma one day.”

“As long as you wait for me on the other side while I dream about pepperoni in my coma”, Hyuck grinned. 

She rolled her eyes, tossing yet another one of his flirtatious remarks over her shoulder. It wasn’t an unusual thing for them, comments like his just fell from his lips naturally all the time and neither one of them ever bat an eye at it. The two of them sat their peacefully talking about the upcoming week, the first week of their high school careers. The rest of the party was beginning to slow down a bit, now that the pizza was finished off and no one dared to tell Jeno that the low-fi music blasting through the yard speakers was not the mood they were looking for. 

Mid-conversation, a voice rang out and tore through the center of what they were talking about.

“What are you kids up to? Has Donghyuck thrown up yet?”

Y/n recognized the voice instantly and shoved Hyuck off her lap, and he landed in the grass with a hollow thud. He let out a soft grown, but y/n was too preoccupied by looking around for Mark Lee, who she had definitely not planned to see tonight. If she had, she definitely wouldn’t be letting Hyuck sweat pepperoni all over her, and she would have worn the cute new blue blouse that her mother had just bought for her rather than her middle school graduation t-shirt and Hyuck’s worn down Adidas hoodie. 

Mark was standing at the glass door located at the back of Jaemin’s house, there with him stood one of his new friends that he had met during his freshman year through baseball, Wong Yukhei. Yukhei was tall but not at all lanky, he had a strong build, and it was funny to see him and Mark walk down the hall together because of their fair height difference. Mark is always insisting that he hasn’t peaked yet; that he still has time to get taller. Yukhei being Mark’ sbest friend since the start of his high school career is one reason Y/n is so sure that Mark hasn’t outgrown their little group yet, because Yukhei lit up every time he came to hang out, trailing behind Mark. He found the group to be very fun, sharing the same sense of humor and some similar interests.

Mark walked into the middle of the party, throwing out hellos and high fives to everyone in greeting. Y/n was now standing up, Hyuck behind her like a lost puppy, when Mark walked past her and gave her a small smile. She felt a soft burn on her cheeks, and turned away to avoid Mark’s notice of her blush. A faux vomiting sound emitted from Huck behind her when he noticed her shy demeanor, followed by a groan after she had flicked him in the centre of his forehead.

 ---

Further into the night, the party had died down a bit and eventually made its way into the welcoming living room of the Na family home. Everyone had always thought they were so lucky to have Jaemin, first for his loyalty and caring personality, second for his large home which was perfect for hosting parties no matter the day or time, and third for the part of his personality that conveniently loved to be the host of every ordeal. The home was a beautiful, and not to forget huge, three story estate. Jaemin’s parent’s bedroom was located on the second floor but in another corner of the home meaning that they were hardly ever bothered by the amount of noise that was expected from any high school party. 

Mark Lee was sitting in the middle of the couch, Yukhei to his right and Y/n on the left. It was difficult to spend any time with Mark anymore, with him being occupied with travel baseball and hanging out with his older high school buddies. Y/n was going to take the small opportunities she could get , and maybe Mark would see how much more mature she was than the rest of their friends. 

“Well guys this party is starting to... bore me. I think I’m going to head out,” Mark spoke up.

Suddenly Sana from the other side of the neighborhood spoke up.

“Wait! I thought since we’ll be in high school next week... maybe we should play a high school game...”

Hyuck rolled his eyes at her. “Oh is a pizza eating contest not a mature enough game for us to play, Sana?”

Her face turned a light red as she used her elbow to jab him in the ribs. Sana was always a very shy girl. Every once in a while she would throw in a comment or suggestion but many of the groups decisions was made without her. She was passive and didn’t like to expose much of her own personality. Y/n had guessed that it was because she had one of the biggest crushes on Lee Jeno. He was a sweet boy, and has one of the most precious smiles that y/n had ever seen. He was very easy to get along with and was Jaemin's closest friend out of the whole group. Y/n almost felt bad for Sana because everyone knew the Jeno had been crazy for then same girl since the middle of seventh grade, and still has yet to ask her out, but the guys knew who it was and could only tell y/n that it was definitely not Sana but couldn’t say who it was specifically. Yet Sana knows that he doesn’t feel the same and still trails beside him at parties like a sad puppy waiting to have the tennis ball thrown for her. 

“I thought that maybe we could play seven minutes in heaven.. just so we have our first kiss before high school..?”

Sana was making a risky suggestion, and there was a mixed reaction among everyone that had heard what she mumbled. Jeno’s features were calm, but everyone knew that her end goal was to end up in the closet with him and so did he. 

“Sure why not? Unless you’re all too scared...” said Mark, ever the typical teenage boy anymore.

--

That was how the ten of them ended up on the floor of the living room, seated in a large circle. There was an empty Diet Coke bottle in the center of everyone that Jaemin found abandoned on on the kitchen counter. Anxiousness was settled over all the kids like a thick blanket, and y/n was sitting cross legged nervously playing with her hands. Hyuck sat next to her, seemingly calm despite the fact that he had also never kissed anyone and wasn't really planning on having his first kiss tonight behind the old wooden door of Jaemin’s family’s coat closet. 

Mark clasped his hands together and said,” Okay, it’s simple. Spin the bottle and whoever it points at after the spin will be the lucky person you’ll be in the closet with. We’ll go clockwise”

Yukhei was the first person to spin, happily landing on Seulgi. The time that was wasted as they waited in the closet was awkward. It was filled with unwanted small talk and tentative glances towards the closet door that was located at the end of the hall, adjacent to the front door of the home. Everyone tried their best to have fun and not think about whether not Yuhkei and Seulgi were actually even doing anything besides talking behind the closed door. Hyuck tried to make the atmosphere more humorous by cracking terrible jokes that made most everyone groan, but specifically made y/n giggle and snort more than she would like to admit.

When they emerged, Seulgi was red in the face and hurried out. She reclaimed her seat next to Sana in a rush, before Yukhei had even shut the closet door. The grin on his face was smug, but not to obnoxious. It was clear that it wasn’t his first kiss, especially with a face like that. 

As time passed there had been as least four more spins, each pair making their way to the closet. There were till only a few more people who needed to spin, and some people even had to go more than once; poor Sana had to kiss two boys and neither of them being Jeno. It was tragically y/n’s turn, and she couldn’t keep the light feeling from evading her head space. 

“Okay Y/n, are you ready to spin the bottle?” Mark said, the small glance and lip bite he made in her direction going unnoticed.

She tentatively put her fingertips on the body of the bottle, the  glass cool against her skin. She closed her eyes and flicked her wrist to send the bottle spinning between the group. When she re-opened them her heart stopped beating to find that the top of the bottle had finished spinning and was now pointing directly at none other than Mark Lee. The tips of his ears were visibly red, and he sent her a small smirk. 

Suddenly Y/N was behind the heavy wooden door, trying to get rid of the clammy feeling on her hands as she waited for Mark to come in. Her heart was beating right out of her chest, and she turned away from the door attempting to take her mind off of what was to come. Will she be a good kisser? Does Mark even want to kiss her? Will this make her crush on him more evident?

 Soon the heavy door opened with a subtle creak in the door frame, and she felt the slight breeze of the door fan her face. To her surprise, the panicked face in front of her belonged to not Mark, but Hyuck. She was prepared to swat as him when he he raised his arms in self defense.

“Hey hey hey! Don’t swing at me!”

“Donghyuck you better have a good explanation for this,” she said sternly.

“Y/n.... I, uh... I asked Mark if I could trade with him! I couldn’t let him be your first kiss!”

She let out a groan, “Hyuck why! You know how  I feel about Mark.”

He let at an awkward chuckle and spoke hurriedly, ”Yeah but we’re best friends! That’ll make it more special than if something goes wrong with Mark.. you  won’t regret your first kiss with me!”

y/n was quiet now as she listened to Hyuck ramble on, her  eyes fixated on the floor.

“Mark... left didn’t he? Because I’m just a freshman,” she asked her best friend. “Isn’t thtat right Hyuck? Because I’m still a child to him.”

It was now Donghyuck’s turn to look  away from her, not wanting to see the disappointment in her eyes. 

“y/n,” he began, when he was suddenly cut off by the feeling of her soft, delicate lips on his. The kiss was chaste, but enough that he could taste the fruity lipgloss that she was always wasting time applying. 

When she stepped back she saw how wide his eyes had grown, even in the dimly lit closet. She gave him a small smile.

“Thank you, Donghyuck,” she whispered. “Walk me home?”

Hyuck was still processing the fact that he had also just received his first kiss as y/n took him by the hand and opened the closet door. The pair walked through the  open foyer that would allow them to avoid the living room that the game had taken place and took them directly to the front door where they  collected their belongings. 

The night ended just like any other night, playful bickering and a promise of walking together for the first of their freshman year.After y/n had said her good night to Hyuck he couldn’t help but allow his fingertips ghost over the spot on his arms that her hand had held onto during the walk home, warmth still blooming where her delicate fingers had been. He walked home with a goofy smile plastered on his face, content that his first kiss was shared with the first girl he’s ever loved.