#lee donhyuck

[ijuliet]

she’s quiet (s,f)

although you were not looking to make new friends, the ones you had tried their hardest to push you out of your comfort zone to find something abnormal for you. which is why you’re at a frat party on a thursday night, watching as lee donhyuck observes you from afar.

pairing : frat boy!haechan x afab!reader

warnings : reader is an introvert and haechan is haechan, haechan is also like really down bad, fingering, suggestive, pls don’t look too deep into the bet thing haha, not much of a plot tbh

wc : 3.4k words

Your friends all chatter behind you as you tune their voices out and listen to the cars passing by, wheels hitting the water quickly and turning the corner. You wouldn’t dare say it out loud, but you were intrigued by the new change of setting.

Mark promised he’d introduce you to the coolest guys at the party, and Chaewon said she’d finally get you into a relationship. You simply laughed because you knew finding someone who matched your personality would be a challenge. You knew the real reason Mark and Chaewon pulled you out of your sheets today was because they pitied you.

Well, most of your friends pitied you. Especially Mark. It was clear to see he adored you as a friend because of his constant support and presence in your life. But he never understood how you were the complete opposite of him. Either way, most of your college friends were exactly opposite of you— extroverted party animals who wouldn’t turn down free booze.

But Mark stayed the longest and knew how to make you giggle. Which is why you came to this party to lighten his mood and maybe even try to find a partner to stop Mark from worrying.

You hear Jaemin, a new addition to your small friend group, say something along the lines of why you were so gloomy, trudging your feet as you stop in front of the frat house. You could hear him screech and ow, knowing Mark most likely slapped his shoulder.

Mark comes up behind you, wraps his hand around your shoulder, and begins to speak. “Remember, if you ever want to leave-”

“Tell Mark Lee first.” You finish his sentence and receive a smile as you enter the crowded and strong smelling house. Mark and your friends walk you to the drinks, telling you to pour the alcohol with caution. You didn’t enjoy how they were babying you, and thankfully, they all dispersed to their other friends one by one.

You stayed in the kitchen, trying your hardest to look apart of the picture. You took a sip of your solo cup here and there, leaning against the counter, refilling when you’re done, never missing to make a face after each swig. Weirdly, you feel a presence staring at you in a room full of ominous people.

You look to your right, and then your left, and see a brown headed boy staring deeply into your eyes. Which you try your hardest not to look affected and look away. He’s standing by Jaemin and he says something that makes the boy laugh.

For some reason, you start to feel anxious so you set your solo cup down and try to plan where to look for Mark, but before you know, when you look up, the boy is walking towards you.

His strides are fast, and you’re too slow to react and he’s quickly in front of your face with a charming smile. You take in his soft features, which are surprisingly attractive.

“Hi.” He softly speaks. His glazed stare makes you nervous, sending a blush onto your cheeks.

“Hi.” Your respond quickly. You wonder if the concoction in your solo cup has made you confident, because you’re biting your lip anticipating he continues the conversation.

“Jaemin over there,” He looks over to his shoulder and you see him wrapping his hand around Chaewon. “Bet 100 bucks you wouldn’t speak to me.” He giggles and leans on the kitchen counter.

You try to spurt out a response but the boys aura is engulfing you in admiration. His honey skin and perfect nose bridge takes you to become a speechless mess.

“Y/n, right?” Your name sounds so good on his tounge. You nod and believe he’s done entertaining you when he’s leaning into your ear.

“Want to escape this party with a stranger?” You feel tingles all around your body and finally voice out.

“I don’t even know your name.” Your quiet, and you can barley hear your voice in your own ears.

“Lee Donhyuck, but I go by Haechan.” He leans back and you follow his eyes which are now looking at your hands fiddling with another and you stop.

In one swift motion, Haechan interlocks your fingers and leads you to the hidden basement in the corner of the kitchen. You didn’t even notice the door leading down to the stairs you were now declining on.

The small bits of alcohol in your system causes you to feel fuzzy. The last boy you’ve held hands with was the kid in you psychology class for an experiment. Haechan opens a random door which is dark, until he turns on the lights which brings your attention to a small but cozy room.

As you look around, there’s a bed in the middle with a black duvet, a desk in the corner, posters littered everywhere and your favorite part you cant take your eyes off, a small table with a record player.

“I’m sorry for bringing you like this. You looked upset and uncomfortable up there.” Haechan says behind you. You look back at him and begin to talk.

“It’s okay, thank you for noticing.” You walk around his room and reach the record player. You squat down to see his vinyl collection in the table drawer.

“You collect?” You look back at him, he’s taking off the hoodie he wore and you see it rid up and show his vline. You swing your head back quickly in embarrassment.

“Yea, is this awkward?” You hear him slump down on his bed and you get up on your feet again.

“It’s better than just hiding in a kitchen.” You look at his posters, trying your hardest to avoid you’re in a room with a random boy.

“I’m not much of a party animal. Extrovert, yes, but not a party person.” His voice is angelic and you catch yourself smiling at the way he’s word his feelings.

“Haechan, I hope you get your money.” You turn around and look at him finally. He’s looking up at you with a emotion you didn’t see upstairs, almost like when you caught him staring at you.

You lean your back against his wall and get awkward again because of the silence.

“I was lying.” Haechan gets up from his bed and walks towards you slowly. Your heart starts pumping as the proximity becomes closer and closer.

“About?” You softly say.

“The deal with Jisung.” He confesses.

“What was the deal?” The confidence from the alcohol coming again making you cock your head to the side.

“To get you in my bed.” Haechan whispers, although there’s no reason to be quiet.

You feel your stomach burn, a rare feeling you’d ever felt only when Jeno kissed you as a dare.

“I’ll get on your bed if that’s what you like.” You look up at his face with a pout.

His hand comes up to your hair and pushes the stray strand behind your ear. He chuckles.

“Mark is a bitch for keeping you away from me.”

“Maybe Mark knew better.” You question, as you bring your arms to wrap around his neck. You bask in each others presence for a beat until Haechan moves his face so your foreheads are touching.

“I want you Y/n.” Haechan let’s his hands wonder up and land on your waist, pulling you into him.

“I’m here Haechan.” You give him a smirk.

“For someone with such a quiet personality.” Haechan brings his hand to be placed on your cheek. His thumb pulling on your bottom lip.

“You have so much to say.” He ends his breathy words there and pulls you into a kiss. The feeling is pillowy as you match each others pace. You’re telling yourself not to bite his lip, but you do, and he gives out a groany Fuck.

His hands wander to the bottom of your jeans, grabbing a handful of your ass and squeezing. You pull yourself of his lips and giggle.

“Haechan, I’m not usually like this.” You look into his eyes and he’s being playful, both your chests heaving in and out. He can tell your being honest and starts cheesing hard.

“Strip.” Haechan let’s go of your waist and takes off his shirt. Following suit, you in a hurry to rip off your shirt and leave you in your bra.

Your eyes are on each other as you unbuckle your jeans, Haechan watched you slip out and be left in your panties with hunger in his eyes. He’s taking you in, looking up and down.

You become impatient with his stare and your hands nervously attach themselves to the button of his jeans. Popping it off quickly and unzipping them.

You look up at Haechan, batting your eyelashes, as you pull his jeans off and leaving him in his boxers. Bulge prominently sticking out and getting your attention, your hands wander on his honey tinted skin with a blush on your face. Feeling up and against his warm body.

“I love it.” You look up at him once more and he throws his head back. Haechan takes your hand and playfully pushes you onto his bed.

“We can just cuddle if that’s what you like.” He whispers into your ear as his hands reach the clasp of your bra, but you shake your head. You’re already aroused and needy, and are begging for something to relieve the feeling in your stomach.

“My needy baby.” Hes littering kisses alongside your stomach and up to your tits. Your bring your hand to your mouth to suppress and sounds to slip out from the pet name and his mouth.

Haechan brings his hand to meet your wrist and pins your hand against your side. “Make all your noises, hm?” You nod your head to his order.

Haechan asks you to lift your hips so he can take your panties off efficiently. Leaving you bare for him to see. You’re becoming shy, widening your legs so he can get the memo.

“Baby has never been touched?” His fingers innocently glide across your lips, gathering your slick and slowly teasing your clit.

You arch your back off the bed to the feeling “Haechan-” you moan softly, Haechan laughs at your reaction. He pushes one finger into your hole and you clench on them causing Haechan to moan.

“Haechan, please.” You practically beg. He begins to move his finger in and out of you and the sounds that leave your mouth are quite heavenly to the brown haired boy.

He bites his lips as he sees you close to hitting your climax, you’re in distress with how good his fingers feel murmuring incoherent words.

You open your eyes and see Haechan whose mouth is agape alike from yours, and the lewd noises bouncing off the walls is enough to make you cum.

You watch as Haechan fingers quicken and you try to close your legs. He throws his head back and moans and his one digit into you once more.

You’re both out of breath until he pulls out and looks at you with hungry eyes again. He brings his finger to your lips and softly pushes them into your mouth.

You stare at each other and suck on your juices until you look down at Haechan’s boxers. The plaid print covered in a wet stain where his bulge once was.

He releases his finger out of your tounge with a pop, and kisses your forehead like he didn’t just give you the best orgasm in your life.

It’s awkward again, and you’re starting to believe this is your time to go. After all, you were only here so he can get 100 dollars.

You try to scoot off the bed quietly, but Haechan rushes to hold your wrist. “Stay the night?” He asks with puppy eyes you couldn’t resist.

You nod but still get off the bed to find your disgraded shirt. Haechan comes up behind you as your squinting around his room with a fresh pair of boxers. You shimmy into them and instead take Haechan’s shirt left on the floor.

You settle under Haechan arm and pull the covers over yourselves. The room was quiet and peaceful, and the party upstairs seemed to die down.

“I didn’t think you were one to cum untouched.” You giggle and he slaps your shoulder as a warning.

“That, doesn’t leave this room.” Haechan tsk’s.

He would speak and you would listen, and he would continue speaking even if you didn’t respond. You feel a light kiss on the cheek before drifting to sleep

-

It was pretty dark when you had woken up. You felt a weight on your stomach, and two long arms wrapped under and on top of your waist. Haechan had attached himself onto you like a koala, and your heart burned a little with happiness.

The lack of light peaking from the small window close to the rooms ceiling had you guessing it was around the early AM’s.

You tried not to wake Haechan up by wiggling out of his grasp slowly, but ultimately failed. Now, Haechan would not let you go until you promised to see him again.

“No sex, no being quiet, just me and you hanging out. Getting to know each other.” He was practically begging you and you stared at him. “Speaking full sentences.” He adds.

“I don’t know Haechan. I’m a pretty boring person.” You sigh and finally slide out of his hold. “And I don’t speak in full sentences.”

“You weren’t boring when you were moaning my name.” You glare at him.

“I’m just saying.” He shrugged his naked shoulders. Haechan pushs himself off his bed as you bend down to collect your things off the floor.

You search for your phone out of your jeans pocket until it’s grabbed by the taller boy.

The sudden bright light makes his eye squint and he pushes the phone infront of your face, making you also so squint.

You’re guessing he’s adding himself as a contact, and you were correct when he handed you back the phone. His contact name littered with weird emojis.

You zip up your jeans and keep the shirt you slept with on and turn around for the door. “Here. Take this.” He takes a random flannel that was on his computer chair and hands it to you.

“It’s a bit chilly in the mornings. Whose taking you home?” He scratches his head and you look at him with a grin.

You get on your tippy toes and give him a sweet peck on the lips before leaving the room, and Haechan, star struck and hard.

You didn’t want to tell Haechan you were going to walk back to your apartment. You didn’t want him to come with you, because you liked the simplicity of walking in the rainy morning.

You could already tell Haechan and you were different. In many aspects maybe, but you didn’t like public settings and resorted in independence.

Haechan deserved someone who was as exotic as him, and not someone that would rather spend their weekend finishing homework at an empty cafe.

But you can’t help but think of his lips on you’re, and the way his skin felt so smooth to the touch, and his scent was hooking you to want more. You shake your head from those thoughts when you walk into your apartment and see a naked Jaemin and Chaewon laying on the couch. She promised she would keep her hook ups in her room.

Continue shaking your head as you close the door behind you and startle them awake. You walk into your room and jump into your bed. Your head burning with a hangover since you couldn’t remember the last time you drank that much liquor.

You hear your phone ding and try to ignore it but it doesn’t stop as you change your clothes. You groan as you now look at the notifications of an eager puppy wanting your attention.

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : hiiiiiiiiiiiii

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : did you get home

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : baby!!!!!!

You stare at your phone in surprise and become flustered from the name he called you in bed.

y/n : yes

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : hey, remember? only full sentences

y/n : yes, i got home alright

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : can i come over? i have nothing to do

You look around your room in hopes an excuse will appear from thing air. You bite your lip and turn off your phone. You really did not want to hurt Haechan, he was too kind to you last night and you don’t want him to be attached.

haechannie 🥰☀️🐻 : thank god for jaemin

You stare at your phone from confusion and get up from your bed to go back into the living room. Jaemin is pulling his hoodie on and Chaewon is wrapped in a blanket.

“Did you-?” Before you could even finish your sentence he finished it for you.

“Haechan’s an obsessive kind of guy.” He shrugs his shoulder and gives you a warm smile. You bet.

“I think you guys will be perfect for eachother.” He bends down to give Chaewon a kiss and leaves the apartment like nothing happened.

“When did you and Jae-” You begin.

“Last night.” Chaewon yawns.

She looks up at you with furrowed eyebrows. “When did you and Hae-”

“Last night.” You smile.

Soon, when Chaewon leaves the living room dragging a blanket along with her Haechan opens the front door and peaks his head.

“Hello?” He asks in a voice so cute you can crumble before making eye contact with you and smiling. A warm feeling starts to bubble up in your stomach. He’s carrying a brown paper bag and a cup tray. “You didn’t lock your door.”

You gesture him inside as you pick up bottles Jaemin probably left. He walks over to you before you avoid him and he places the food on the coffee table.

“I brought breakfast.” He mentions. You nod as you dispose of the glass bottles.

“Come on. Why are you being so shy all of a sudden?” Haechan walks over to you from the trash can and eyes you down. You feel flustered from his sudden proximity.

“I’m always like this” You sigh and he keeps staring at you. You look at your feet. “I don’t know.” You mumble. Haechan’s walks up behind you and wraps his hands around your waist.

“Do you like this?” He mumbles into your neck. He smells like coffee and sweets. “Me being this close?” He continues.

“Yes.” You bite your lip as he makes you form goosebumps on your skin.

“Then let us like each other.” He turns you around to face him and you can’t.

“I can’t.” You try to look away but his finger takes your chin to face him.

“I’m not scared of peace and quiet.” His sincerity is churning. “I am dying to spend more time with you.” He throws his head back as he exaggerates and you giggle.

“Haechan, we’re too different.” You look at his lips. “And you deserve someone fun.”

“You are fun!” He argues. Pinching your sides trying to get a laugh out of you.

“See! She can laugh too. That’s really fun.” He sighs after he’s made his joke and brings his head to rest on your forehead.

“Let just try.” He whispers. You can’t look away from him and give him no response, which he takes in account. “No one has ever made me fall within a day. And I promise I’ll give you space and time.” You roll your eyes at how cheesy he sounds.

“I’m going to take that as a yes.” He taps your nose and drags you over to your coffee table.

“Let’s just eat breakfast.” You sigh as you sit down beside him. He scoots closest to you so your knees are touching.

“I promise we’ll have fun okay?” Haechan promises and you believe him. “Can you at least put the 100 dollars to good use?” You question.

Haechan chuckles. “How do you think I bought breakfast?”

You lay your head on his shoulder as he pokes a straw in your drink and brings it up to your mouth to sip.

[peterm4rker]

from the rooftops || m.l

00. store bought avengers

★ @/onyourm_ark ;; bio chemestry major mark lee didn't ask to be bit by a radioactive spider. much less one that would make him have to defeat random villains when still carrying a bio chem career on his shoulders. he is insanely awkward but lovable, friends with everyone he meets but only close to six of those people. oh, and most importantly; he is your friendly neighborhood spiderman.

★ @/notspidey ;; marks priv.

★ @/hyuckshot ;; computer science major lee donhyuck, better known as haechan is mark's right hand man. he has been best friends with mark ever since they were little and the first person he ever told about spiderman. he is quite weird, but has a way to make everyone love him for it.

★ @/hrenjunnie ;; art major huang renjun is the voice of reason. he met mark a couple months into their first year and has been his pillar ever since then. he is who mark goes to whenever he needs advice, or to simply vent about how stressful his life is. renjun likes to act like he is the most serious one on the group, but everyone knows he is just as silly as the rest of them.

★ @/sungie_parks ;; astronomy major park jisung is the friend group's resident baby. he was adopted by haechan on the first day along with chenle and has never let go of his older friends. he has had trouble sleeping soundly ever since he found out about mark's nightly whereabouts, perpetually worried for him.

★ @/zhnglele ;; physics major zhong chenle has no idea why he chose that career. he has always been good at math, but why he chose to make his own life miserable is a mystery to everyone. he is jisungs best friend, stuck to the hip at every given moment. he was adopted by his friends at the same time as jisung, his loud and extroverted nature shining through in his capacity to annoy every living being ever.

★ @/nanamin ;; modeling major na jaemin is the diva of the group. his outstanding appearance is his lethal weapon, and also mark's way in into his crush's life. jaemin is extremely friendly and caring towards people, which is what made mark gravitate towards him at a cafe a couple years prior. he can always be found at jeno's side.

★ @/leejenono ;; biology major lee jeno is a giant puppy. his eye smile and tone body have always attracted a good amount of unwanted attention, but did serve him right once. haechan's delusions of needing a body guard to get through college were answered when jeno walked into their lives next to jaemin, and they couldn't be more grateful.

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★ authors note ;; this does not reflect on the idols actual personality and actions, just my vision of them for this specific smau.

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[scented-morker]

prince!hyuck x fem.teacher!reader, pretty much just fluff, royal and fake dating au (!!!), 4.8k words… read the teaser first!

"Playboy Prince Settles Down" "A Royal Romance" "Prince Lee has a Lover" 

You smile politely at the guard outside the castle, trying not to show the discomfort you were currently feeling at your surroundings.

You weren't sure what you expected to happen after your encounter with the young prince, but it certainly wasn't waking up to a knock on your door and an invitation to the castle. Nor were you expecting the faces of every worker in the castle to confuse you more, with their sly smiles and eyes following you like they knew some secret you didn't.

"Their royal highnesses will see you now."

You attempt to thank the servant for delivering you to the correct place, only to find them having disappeared after announcing your presence to the inhabitants of the room.

"Ah y/n, welcome!"

You turn to the voice only to immediately drop into a deep bow, not expecting basically the entire royal family to be waiting for you as soon as you entered.

"Oh uh hello."

You hear a few small giggles and a hand helps you up from the respectful drop. It's Donghyuck, and you get a flashback to your first meeting when he did the exact same thing.

"Relax," his voice soothed you, and your body immediately reacted to his instructions, unnecessary tension leaving your body as you stood up straight.

His hand stayed on your arm while the rest of the room took you in, and you were glad for the contact as you tried not to wither under the royal gaze.

"So this is her?" A man spoke, and you looked at the prince next to you in confusion.

He just sent you a smile, directing your attention to his mother with a nod of his head.

"Hello y/n, it's wonderful to meet you! I've heard about the many good things you've done for the children of our kingdom."

You almost blush, shy at the acknowledgment from the queen, and everyone in the room smiles.

"Oh! Thank you! I was just doing my job."

The queen smiles at you and glances at her son before continuing to speak to you.

"You've been such an excellent citizen, I'm deeply sorry for the mess that you got involved in after your encounter with my son."

Donghyuck flashes you a bashful smile and you look away, scared to blush if you make eye contact or look at him for too long.

"It's okay. Honestly I think Prince Donghyuck got the worse deal in that situation."

"That certainly is true," the queen confirms before taking a few steps closer to where you were standing, "we were hoping you could help him out on that front."

Your eyes flickered from the woman in front of you to the prince on your right.

"Uh, how can I do that?" You question, and Hyuck finds himself smiling at the fact that you didn't even think about it before agreeing to help him.

"We propose that you and my son set the record straight about what is going on between you two. Inform the media and citizens that what they saw was not a sudden romantic action."

You tried to comprehend what was being said.

"So just... tell them the truth about what happened? That we just bumped into each other? Of course I'll do that."

"Not quite," this time it was the same man who spoke earlier, who you would later learn was Donhyucks sisters boyfriend, "we would like you to spin the story just a little bit, to make the Prince seem less like a so called ‘playboy’ and more of a mature man."

"You lost me now," you spoke, immediately turning to Hyuck in your confusion, and the royals took note of the way you always looked to him when in need of confirmation.

"Be my fake girlfriend." He spoke bluntly.

"I- what?" You squeaked, and he let out another laugh.

"The media hates me, they're going to keep pushing the 'player' title on me until they're forced to do otherwise. You can help me right?"

You should say no. Any rational person would have. Getting involved in a huge lie with the ruling family, a fake relationship with the crown prince, it was a terrible idea.

But something about the way the Prince was looking at you so fondly, his puppy dog eyes asking so nicely for you to help him, made every rational thought in your head go silent.

"Of course."

Hyuck pulled you in to a tight hug as soon as the words left your mouth.

He might not show it, but he really did care about his position and what the citizens thought about him. He really did want to be a good king.

"I could literally kiss you right now," he mumbled into your ear and you laughed the same laugh that hooked him in the first place.

"Save it for the media loverboy."

He smiled at the nickname, and it registered in his mind that it was going to be very hard to keep things fake with you.

"Wonderful, I've called a press conference in two and a half hours where we will reveal your relationship to the kingdom."

You pulled away from the young man in front of you, staring in shock at the queen.

"You what? I- how- in front of everyone?"

The queen only smiled, "yes, in front of everyone. You're going to go with Jieun to get ready, and she's going to brief you on the specifics."

Donghyuck reassured you after seeing the wide eyed look on your face "don't worry, Jieun will take care of you, and I'll see you as soon as I can okay?"

You weren't fully convinced, but you nodded your head anyway, letting him push you towards his sister before walking in the opposite direction as she leads you.

"Hey, y/n," you tear your eyes away from the back of the princes head and turn to his sister.

"Uh yeah?"

"I figured you weren't paying attention," she laughs and you smile apologetically.

"Sorry, I'm just kinda nervous."

"Thats okay, I'm just going to take you to change and stuff and give you your relationship background. You should be back with Hyuck within the hour."

You can't even hide the look of relief that flashes across your face.

Jieun smiles knowingly, beginning to brief you on the backstory they had created.

Two hours later you were sat on a stage in front of media personnel, and cameras recorded from all angles the way you stuck to the prince's side, shooting nervous smiles to the camera.

"I will now open up questions to the couple," you were so busy staring at the way your hand was completely engulfed in Hyuck's that you missed the entire briefing.

Donghyuck gave you a soft smile, pulling you up by your hand and taking you to the podium. It was hard to ignore the hundred, possibly thousand even, eyes watching you. There were news cameras, newspaper photographers, and journalists everywhere all with pens and prying eyes.

"How did the two of you meet?" One shouts, and you're glad the first one you had been briefed on.

Hyuck takes the lead, explaining how you were invited to the castle as a thank you for your contributions to the children and the two of you instantly clicked.

"You've been together for six months, why have you just now announced it?"

"Why was Prince Lee on vacations on islands with other women while yn was staying in his kingdom and working with his citizens?"

The questions were getting very personal, and also very passive aggressive, and you were getting more and more nervous.

They were going to see right through you. They're gonna know you're lying and they're going to charge you with treason and you're never going to see Chenle or Jisung again.

Your panic must have been obvious, because soon Donghyuck was cupping one side of your face, whispering reassurances into your ear.

"It's okay love, you're doing great."

"We will offer one more question, as to not overwhelm Miss Yn anymore."

They chose a blonde reporter who looked about your age for the final question, and you thanked the gods that she went easy on you.

"What drew you to the Prince, Miss? And how did you handle seeing all the headlines about someone you knew was being portrayed wrong?"

"That's actually two-" the royal advisor goes to say, but you wave him off.

"It's okay," you say with a smile. "These are easy questions and I'd be happy to answer both."

Hyuck watches you proudly, giving your hand a squeeze as you go up towards the podium.

"I guess the first thing that drew me to the Prince was how humble he was." There were a few snickers in the room and you respond with a chuckle. "I know, a lot of people wouldn't believe me, but he never lets me bow to him and he always insists on taking the blame on things so I don't worry. In regards to your second question, it was extremely hard. I knew the media was wrong about Prince Donghyuck as soon as I met him, and watching them continue to paint this awful picture of a playboy out of someone I knew to be a very devoted partner caused me a lot of disappointment. I hope that this news has cleared up some of the rumors swirling around him." 

You give one last gracious smile to the crowd before stepping back from the podium, Hyuck's arm immediately taking its place around your waist as the advisor announces the end of the press conference. 

You and Hyuck exit first, leaving the meeting room and heading back for the residential area of the castle. 

"We survived!" He laughs at the excitement in your voice, as if you had really thought the room of reporters was going to be your end. 

"Yes we did, and you did great! I mean that last question, someone get you an acting award." 

"Hey," your voice is soft, and you reach up to cup his face, the urge to reassure him stronger than the self consciousness at touching him so intimately, "I meant exactly what I said. I know they're wrong about you. You're going to be an amazing king, and they're blind for not seeing it." 

At this, Donghyuck-- the Prince and future King of Kyubok-- started blushing. His face was still resting in your palms, warm and a pretty pink color as he looks at you softly. 

Your eyes flicker to the mole above his lips, and you swear that his face is closer when you meet his eyes again. 

"That was fantastic!" The loud voice of Johnny shoots the two of you apart, and you don't dare look up from your feet as the rest of the royal family files into the room behind him, knowing smiles on their faces. 

There are aggressive whispers exchanged between the man in question and his girlfriend, and by the time they're finished your face is finally cool enough to show. Your eyes immediately go to Donghyuck like usual, and he appeared to be mouthing something at the two, but stopped when he saw you watching, opting instead to send you a blinding smile. 

"Miss Y/n, you'll be staying with us for the foreseeable future, in the room designated for the prince's betrothed. We'll have the next few days to relax and regroup, and then next week you and Hyuck will travel to a few of the bigger cities in the kingdom to make appearances at tree lightings and charity events before coming back to this castle for the Christmas Ball on December 23rd." 

You blink a few times, willing your brain to absorb all the information the queen had just told you, but you don't make it very far. 

"His betrothed?"

Jieun shares a fond smile with her mother before explaining, "the room was built when he was a child for his future queen to stay in before their eventual wedding, but it's empty until he gets engaged anyway, and it's the closest room to Hyuck's own so we thought you might want to stay there." 

"Oh," is all you can say, and Hyuck shoots daggers at his family for their not-so-subtlety. "I hope she won't mind," you say, although thinking of the prince being engaged in the future leaves a weird feeling in your stomach. 

"She won't," Johnny grins, before nudging the prince towards you, "Hyuck why don't you go show her the room?"

The prince makes a very unprincely finger gesture to his sister's boyfriend, but does as he says, giving a quick "we'll be going then," as he leads you out the room and through multiple halls and up staircases. 

"So this one is yours, I'm the one right there," he points across the hall to the pair of doors directly across from your own, "so if you need anything just knock, or come right in and I'll help." 

"Okay, thank you for the generosity your highness." 

He makes a face of disgust before speaking again, "okay, I'm glad we're past the bowing thing, but lets stop with that too," he says, referencing your formal language. 

"Sorry, it's just this is all a little weird. You're still a royal, even if you act like a dumb teenage boy." 

He laughs at your teasing remark, "see I like that much better." 

He lets you go into your room, telling you he'll meet you in the same place in a few hours to take you back down to the dining room for dinner since you didn't remember at all how you'd gotten there. 

You entered into a room that was bigger than your entire house. The bed seemed like it was fifty feet away from the door, and the suite included a lounging area by a huge lit fireplace, a connected bathroom, and what you discovered to be a walk in closet conveniently full of exquisitely made gowns in your size. 

When in the world did they have all the time to do all of this? 

You've already messed with everything in the room by the time Hyuck knocks on your door to take you to dinner, and you're relieved to see that he has also changed out of his press conference outfit and into sweats. You were worried you would have to dress formally for dinner with the royal family. 

"Did you see my surprise?" 

You look at the prince in confusion, "What surprise?"

He grins, taking that as a no and opening the door to your room, leading you past the bed and a random piano and towards a dresser that you'd skimmed over on your initial snooping. 

You open it at his prompting, laughing when you see it's full of comfy outfits and pajamas. "They wanted to fill the closet with royally acceptable outfits so figured I'd leave you something a little less suffocating."

 You grab a pair of the new pajamas when you get back to your room after the best dinner you've ever had, stomach full and happy, ready to take a shower and go to sleep in the huge bed. 

However, you don't pull the shower curtain back until after you've already stripped out of your clothes, a decision you quickly regret as you stare at the billion nobs and levers on the wall. You start randomly turning and pressing things, hoping you'll be able to figure it out yourself. 

But of course, the universe hates you so nothing happens. Which is how you end up peeking your head out the doors of your bedroom, making sure no one is in the hall before quickly making your way to Hyuck's door and leaving a few quiet knocks. 

He seems to have showered himself, chestnut hair damp and sticking in all directions as a loose shirt and shorts hang over his body. He takes in your appearance, flustered face and wide eyes as you stand in front of his room wrapped in one of the fluffy towels you'd found. 

"Uh, I couldn't figure out the shower." 

He would probably laugh if it weren't for the burning in his stomach. Frankly it was funny that you needed help figuring out how to turn the shower on, or at least it would have been funny if you were wearing clothes instead of being covered by just a towel. 

But you weren't, so Hyuck silently enters your room for the second time that day, avoiding eye contact as he explains the various temperature and stream settings before muttering a stuttered "goodnight" that you quickly reciprocate and rushing back to his own room. 

Your face doesn't go back to its original temperature until much later that night, after you've already fallen asleep. 

The next few days go by in a blur of exploring the castle and hanging out with the Prince, and soon you're cinched into a traveling dress and climbing into a carriage to head to the first of many stops of your royal tour. 

It's only the two of you, so Donghyuck has to debrief you himself, although his are much easier to understand compared to his mothers. You know exactly where you're going, what you're doing, where you're staying after, even what you're having for dinner. 

You had a fantastic time, playing with the children and helping wrap gifts before standing alongside Donghyuck as he gives a short speech. Then you're off to an inn for dinner and rest before you head to the next stop tomorrow. 

And it turns out Donghyuck did forget to mention one thing, because since the entire kingdom thought the two of you were madly in love-- you only got one room with one bed. 

"You're doing this for me, so you take the bed, I'll sleep on the floor." 

You look at him like he's grown three heads, "Are you kidding me? Hyuck you're the future King of our kingdom, no way you're sleeping on the floor." 

"Y/n, you're not sleeping on the floor." 

"Neither are you."

The two of you awkwardly stare at each other for a little longer than necessary before you just spit it out. "Look we've had a really long day and we're tired, let's just both sleep in the bed instead of fighting about it." 

"I mean, as long as you're comfortable with that." 

Which is how you ended up in bed with the Prince, both of you laying silently and trying to get comfortable without getting too close to the other. 

And it takes a while, but you do eventually fall asleep, scrunched into a ball on the left side of the bed. Although all of that goes out the window when you wake up in the middle of the night to Hyuck's head tucked into your neck. 

You tense up for a moment, but a quick look at his peaceful face reassures you the way he somehow always does, and you relax, stroking a hand through his damp hair before throwing an arm over his shoulders and falling promptly back to sleep. 

Neither one of you say anything when you wake the next morning tangled in each others limbs, just letting out small awkward giggles and separating yourselves before getting up. 

By the time the two of you make it to the last city it's gotten much less awkward, and you're comfortable teasing Hyuck during the holiday events and crawling into a hotel bed with him at the end of the night. 

In fact, the newspapers have fully ditched the playboy storyline and now print stories from attendees of the various events as they talk about just how in love the "future King and Queen" look. The mayor of the last city had even asked which he would be receiving first, a coronation or wedding invite. (To which you and Hyuck had awkwardly laughed at before you ran off to the dessert table and left the Prince to change the subject).

That night the two of you climb into bed, discussing how the event went and bouncing around ideas of how you can better help the city. The domesticity of it hits you, and as you lay your head down you wonder if this is how it would be everyday if you really were with the Prince. You wonder if the future bride that would be in the room you were staying in would be as good with the kingdoms children as you are, or if papers would write about how in love they looked. 

"Hey why are you frowning?" 

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are! Look at that scowl on your face!" Hyuck brushes his thumb in between your eyebrows, smoothing out the scowl lines that were definitely there at the thought of his future relationship. 

The two of you are no longer laughing or fighting like you were before, just staring at each other while letting shallow breaths out. 

Donghyuck clears his throat and you turn around in bed to face your back to him to hide the red on your cheeks and stop yourself from doing something impulsive. However neither one of those things goes away when he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest. His sleepy voice whispers into your ear. 

"Is this okay? I figure we're going to end up here once we fall asleep anyway." 

"Yeah," your words come out breathier than you were hoping, "it's fine. It's good." 

He hums quietly before the two of you settle into the comfort of silence and each other.

When you make it back to the castle, it feels as if the entire family knows what the two of you were doing while gone, and even though you didn't technically do anything wrong, it's hard to look the Queen in her eyes without getting shy.

"Tell me everything, right now!" Jieun had entered your room as soon as you started unpacking, and you don't even look up from your bag as you respond. "It was good, I usually just hung out with the kids and ate while Hyuck talked to all the important people." 

Jieun rolled her eyes. "Oh please, I know all that, the newspapers already have bets going about how many kids the two of you are going to have. I meant tell me everything about you and my brother!" 

"What? I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Oh come on!! It was just the two of you hanging out 24/7, eating every meal together, sharing a bathroom, sharing a BED! You have to have something to tell me!"

"Not really much, your brother's a great guy— he keeps the bathroom clean and helps me blow dry my hair if I can't reach the back. One time he even sang a Christmas carol with me, which I did not know he had such a great voice. That's pretty much it."

"So you were out acting like a little old married couple while I sat cooped up in this castle with mother constantly reading me articles, you don't even have anything interesting to share for all my suffering." 

You decide to throw her a bone, although you quickly regret it.

"He's also a pretty good cuddler." 

"WHAT?"

Which is how you end up in a conversation way too deep for what you were expecting and way too intense for being with Hyuck's sister. 

"Girl you like him, no you loooOOOooove him," she singsongs, and you can't help but laugh.

"Oh shut up, he's a prince."

The joking atmosphere of the room suddenly gets quiet, and Jiuen stares at you. 

"You don't really think that means anything, do you?"

You stare blankly before voicing what you've been thinking since the first day he drug you into the castle, "he has a kingdom to run, shouldn't he be with someone who knows how to do that?" 

"Yn, he knows how to run a kingdom on his own. He doesn't need someone to do his job, he needs someone to love him. And if I'm right about you, that is the greatest gift you can give him." 

"Uh yeah." 

She gives you a soft smile. "Hey I'll let you settle back in before dinner. Just think about what I said, okay?"

That night you can barely sleep, and you feel bad for whatever royal makeup artist is going to have to cover your eyebags for the Christmas Ball the next day. 

When morning comes you've barely slept a wink, but a knock on your door reveals an equally as tired looking Donghyuck, and he offers you a cup of something "to wake you up" that you quickly realize is just Redbull in a fancy glass. 

"Thanks, I barely slept last night." 

"Me too."

"What was keeping you up?"

He pauses for a moment longer then necessary before saying "nerves" although you aren't sure what he has to be nervous about. 

"Same."

After your short conversation you don't see the prince much for the rest of the day, too swept up in preparation. In fact the next time you see Hyuck is when you go out to meet him for the two of you to enter together. 

"Holy shit."

Your eyes go wide, and you stare at Donghyuck. You've never heard such un-princely words come out of his mouth. 

"Hyuck are you even allowed to say that?" You laugh so hard you worry for your mascara, but it seems to snap him out of his reverie.

"I'm the prince, I can say whatever I want. And frankly, even if I couldn't I probably would anyway."

"And what has made the oh so regal Prince Donghyuck use such foul language?" you question as you interlink your arms together. 

The two of you start walking over the balcony, and the royal announcer alerts the room of your presence. 

You don't even pick up the announcement of your names, too stuck on the warm whisper of Hyuck's voice in your ear. 

"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." 

Your face lights up bright red, and you would have tripped down the stairs if it wasn't for the hold of Hyck's arm, now on your waist instead of your arm. 

Tonight, he refuses to leave your side, and takes you along whenever anyone asks to speak with him. 

Thankfully the night has more than just boring conversation with old people, and soon Donghyuck has you spinning on the dance floor. 

"This is so fun!" You giggle, even if you did almost step on the prince's toes. 

"I think it's just you. Normally these dances are real snooze fests." 

"I think you're giving  me too much credit." 

Donghyuck stops you mid-spin, leaving one hand wrapped around your own and leading you off the dance floor onto a balcony. 

"I don't think you're giving yourself enough credit," he says it with such a fond tone that you can't help but avoid eye contact. "Yn you have touched so many lives, and my entire kingdom is ready for you to become Queen. Frankly, I think they’d rather have you ruling than me.”

You let out a quiet laugh at his last statement, but you understand the seriousness of his words.

“Hey, I told you the first day this started that you’re going to be an amazing King, and that hasn’t changed.”

He runs a hand through his hair like he’s frustrated, “Yn, I don’t think you get it, I wouldn’t be a great king. I spent the last ten years of my life out partying every night, that’s not something a good king does.”

“But—” you try to interject, but he quickly cuts you off.

“I know now that I can be a good king, but it’s because of you.”

All of the words you were trying to form in your head— reassurances, compliments, confessions— all go silent.

“What?”

“You’ve made me realize what caring about people really looks like. After our first event you climbed in the carriage and asked if we could buy the orphanage kids gifts ourselves instead of the workers using their account. You care, and give, and love so fiercely that it makes me want to do the same.”

There are tears in your eyes when you lift them to meet his, and he gives you a soft smile.

“I do think I’ll be a good king, but I also think that I’m madly in love with you.”

A gasp leaves your mouth, and you’re so embarrassed but never in your life did you think those words would come from Donghyuck.

He’s looking at you with sparkling eyes, and you can’t help the huge smile that breaks out on your face.

“I think I’m madly in love with you too,” and then his smashing his lips into yours and you can barely kiss back because of the smile that won’t go away.

When he pulls away you think of Jieun’s words.

“Hey Hyuck?”

He gives you his undivided attention, like always, and you internally squeal at it.

“Merry Christmas.”

He gives you soft kiss, “Merry Christmas baby.”

[luviestarz]

nct pt 4

Delphinium. - mark

It wasn’t intentional. You don’t even know why you cared that he didn’t believe in pre-marital sex, but it didn’t stop you from arguing with him about it. You didn’t intend to win the argument either. Then again, he kind of let you.

haechan — if i believe you  

gimme gimme! - haechan

꒰ things that make nct dream flustered 🍦 ꒱

꒰ nct dream + intimate moments i want to experience 🍞 ꒱

😄 haechan letting u top but can’t take it anymore so he flips u over

Nct Dream as your roommates P2 (finding out they have feelings for you edition)

surprise hugs + dreamies.

take my breath - haechan

give me a good morning call tomorrow

request #1: meandom!haechan who's still weak for his gf

haechan eating u out drabble

Too Young - jisung

You thought avoiding Jisung after what happened during his first rut would make the problem go away (SPOILER ALERT: it didn't.)

⎇nct dream and first kisses

Touch me - haechan

reader x dom!haechan

at midnight with you - jisung

your boyfriend just recently got his driver's license, and boy, was he adamant to take you for a ride (with you being just as eager as him).

moles ♡‧₊˚ lee haechan

you read something on the internet that made you feel jealous of a person you didn’t even know but haechan knows just how to reassure you.

love foolish; a valentine’s day special - haechan

bad boy bf!hyuck x (implied fem!) reader

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED: calling your boyfriend by his first name.

haechan — gold-skinned, eager baby pt.2

the little things - haechan

the one where haechan surprises you when you’re not feeling too good.

she’s quiet (s,f) - haechan

although you were not looking to make new friends, the ones you had tried their hardest to push you out of your comfort zone to find something abnormal for you. which is why you’re at a frat party on a thursday night, watching as lee donhyuck observes you from afar.

eyes tell - haechan

donghyuck has been trying to confess his feelings to you. third time's the charm, he thinks.

Pearlescent - haechan

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 - haechan (yandere)

haechan (cw: stalking, drugging, h*rassment.)

haechan x reader (f) (fluff)

— 12:59AM - jisung nsfw drabble

request #3: posessive dom!haechan

‘00 LINE + SHOWER/BATH SEX (M)

jisung drabble - warning: mildly suggestive.

haechan is capturing everything he loves and cherishes on his new camera and it’s mostly you filling up his sd card

perv!dreamies

𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 + 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀

LOLLIPOP; PARK JISUNG

cw. age gap, creampie.

NCT DREAM TEXTING YOU AFTER YOU CONFESS TO THEM.

college boyfriend!haechan

you and the dreamies perv

perv!haechan

request #4 - himbo haechan

NCT Reaction: Sitting on their lap during car ride

nct dream when they’re clingy !

nct dream reaction ༊*·˚

"i never want you to stop looking at me the way you are right now,"

Double Take - haechan

My Boy. - haechan

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.

markhyuck x reader smut

kiss it better - haechan

summary. haechan gets hurt but you know that with him it’s not going to be as simple as putting a band-aid on it

GOLDEN HOUR. | L.MK

You’re a waiter and Mark Lee the local biker and infamous bad boy loves the eggs your diner makes, but now he wants a taste of you.

sugar, butter, & the royal crown - L.DH

prince donghyuck only has one princess on his mind, but she's not actually a princess. she's just the royal baker's granddaughter

strawberries & cigarettes - haechan

the art school's play is in two days and you're running out of time to put everything together since your known enemy lee donghyuck decided that the rehearsal day was the perfect day to release a launch party for his new album.

bus stop - haechan

summary: haechan rides the bus. you hop on the same ride. minutes later, you two were a couple. he never questioned why.

suhnshinehaos masterlist (nct, svt)

[tuwam]

@urianius

lee donhyuck is a lucky boy. a really lucky boy.

for one thing, ahyeon's realized that there are many things that irk her, cause the little twitch in her eyebrow that her members often tease her for. she's not a difficult person but she's got pretty - picky standards. that's at least what her sister says. she's got high standards and it's quite hard for her to settle for things that don't meet those standards. for instance, when her members take breaks when they've still got so much to cover, when they talk a little too much about hyuck, when they forget to wash their hands before eating the food she's cooked after practice - that irks her.

when interviewers ask her about what she's wearing or what idol boy groups she's freaking out about instead of the hours her leader put into their recent song or the new level of choreography they'd had to learn from foundations. that irks her.

when people act like they know her when they see a curated version.

and above all, when minjae has that shit-eating grin on his face. the one that makes her fists curl, her lips pull in and her teeth almost bare like she's an animal. she hates that he always has something coming out of that smart-mouth of his and even more than her face starts to look like a fox when she can't hold back what she says back.

donghyuck is a lucky man because he's not slick enough for her to miss the same grin crossing his face - but she decides she hates minjae's much much more. he's lucky because she happens to find that damn grin on his face cute, even when it's burying in the pillow. even when it's hard from him to hide as he pushes - shoves minjae out the bus and he's turning to her.

and really - really, ahyeon should've expected this. it's her own damn fault. sleeping over in their tour bus - has she lost her mind? of course he has that look on her face.

because despite the look on his face, how she tries so hard not to grin, with his hair sticking in different directions and looking like a fool in that old cartoon t-shirt she'd bought for him as a joke souvenir ( the same one matching the one she's wearing and oh god - minjae is going to have something to say about that later ).

ahyeon scowls at the very thought and that's when hyuck actually lets a little chuckle leave his lips.

"shut up."

there's no malice in it honestly when did she get so soft.

'i didn't say anything.' he's making his way over to her and ahyeon knows better than to let the distance close because it'll mean she can't get out what she needs to.

"i'm going to kill your bandmate, better find another fan favorite." 'you wouldn't kill minjae.' "you're right. i'd hire a sasaeng to do it for me. string him up by his little toes."

hyuck gives her a moment - maybe because he's processing what she'd said. he blinks and ahyeon considers that he's just letting residual sleep leave him so he can respond properly - not end up on the end of whatever this is. whatever emotions have her face still screwed up and folding her arms.

'did he really get under your skin?' "he did not." ahyeon's tongue pokes into her cheek because how dare he. hyuck is unfazed, dare she say he looks intrigued by the words leaving her mouth and she can't help but add - "he's always in our space." but it's small and comes out more like the pout that's making its way to her lips.

a pout.

she doesn't pout.

it's ahyeon being lost in her own disbelief that allows hyuck to step closer, this time expertly hiding the laugh he wants to let out and seamlessly laying his hands on the edge of her knees.

'he's always what?' "nothing." 'didn't sound like nothing.' "let him back in i'll show you what it sounds like. god - can't a girl get some alone time with her boyfriend!"

lee donghyuck has the nerve to smirk.

'you're angry.' "i am not angry." 'then...?' "i just want time with my boyfriend." 'you've got all the time now.'

she lets her eyes finally rest on him - lets herself process how close to her he's gotten, how wide awake he looks and how she walks to fix the parts of his hair that are starting to fall over his eyes. especially because when it gets that low and covers his face and he's this close - ahyeon loses her breath. but she's angry and she has a point to make and he has no right to look this handsome.

'you look like you want to punch me.' "you look like you're enjoying this." 'i just think there's other ways you can use this energy.'

now ahyeon starts to come to her senses. now she starts to take the moment for all that it is. hyuck and where he is, how close he is - how close they'd been all night, where they are and where they should be. how scandalous they've been and his words - minjae's words be damned. ignoring how red she's sure her face is getting, she has the nerve to let her eyes narrow - like a challenge.

"you are enjoying this." 'you're kind cute when you're mad.' "so you want to die first i see." 'only if you do it personally.' "lee donghyuck-----"

she doesn't even get the words out - not really. because he's still got that grin on his face and she's been disarmed - enough for his hands to reach her waist and his lips to reach hers and ahyeon decides -

she'll kill him later.

maybe she'll thank minjae.

[yunopouts]

Do not give me the “they’re friends, they know each other’s boundaries” bullshit because Donghyuck has made it very clear that he does not appreciate or like when people make jokes about his skin tone. He has always been ridiculed for the colour of his skin, in interviews, on variety shows, on live, in the content the group releases— it’s constant, and it doesn’t seem like they’re gonna let go of it any time soon.

I do not tolerate colourism, in any way shape or form. If you don’t like the colour of Haechan’s skin— or ANYONE’S for that matter, get help… seriously.

From an interview in 2017 (mfal era)

[renjunniez]

haechan :: save

[baekonbaek]

a lil boost of serotonin for your dash :)

[lalisfleur]

jeno icons 🐶

like or reblog if you save!!

follow me @yeritapes for more!!

[nctrecord]

[nishimuriki]

Haechan: [talking on the phone about England] Man, Jaemin. Everything here is so old, wet, and small.

[hilaryar2004]

damn right about Mark

[peterm4rker]

¿dónde está la biblioteca? || z.cl

00. the markhyuk fanclub😍😍

★ @/zhongchle ;; bussiness management major zhong chenle is the college's basketball team captain. he has not ever been as passionate about anything in his life as he has been about basketball, and he recently decided he has not hated anything in his life as he has hated the spanish language. he is proud, his ego reaches considerably large sizes, but he has a heart to match it and a smile that can blow anyone off their feet.

★ @/proballer123 ;; chenles very own private account.

★ @/andy_parks ;; dance major park jisung is chenles very own best friend. ever since they met in the first grade, neither of them has seemed to be able to get rid of the other, although they dont seem to be trying very hard. his job is to take care of chenle, even when that means giving him reality checks. he met yn through mark, who met her through xiaojun, who met her through yangyang.

★ @/onyourm_ark ;; music major mark lee is one of the most lovable people you could ever meet. shy and awkward at first and one of the loudest people ever once you get to know him. he met chenle on a random tuesday as he heard him sing for an extra credit in one of his classes, he has since been begging him to transfer into the music program.

★ @/sechanhaexy ;; music major lee donhyuck, better known as haechan is the friend group's resident weirdo. although he has quite a strange personality, he is close to mark on the lovable scale. he is loud, outgoing and extremely flirty, no matter who is at the receiving end. he met chenle through mark and has made it his life purpose to annoy him since then.

★ @/hwanginjun ;; art major huang renjun is so incredibly tired. he doesn't only need to deal with the millions of dms requesting commissioned or even free drawings, but he also has to deal with his friends being absolute idiots. he became the voice of reason in the group after mark introduced them, although he mostly goes unheard. even when he attempts his best to stop them from doing stupid stuff, he always ends up joining them and would never replace them.

★ @/jaejaejaemin ;; photography major na jaemin is known to be the campus' very own pretty boy. even when people expect him to be conceited because of his beautiful looks, he is one of the nicest people you could meet. his coquette princess looks normally give him a free pass at the repercussions of his friends stupidness, even when he is most likely the one behind them. he met chenle through haechan.

★ @/jenonoje ;; physics major lee jeno is one of the most desired and "intimidating" people at smu. his big body and tough exterior might scream at you to run away, but if you talk to him only once you'll be even more in love than you were before. his eye smile and soft interior are what make him the puppy of the group. he doesnt normally shy away from his friend's stupid antics, though, and he is jaemins number one hater and enabler at the same time. met chenle through jaemin.

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★ authors note ;; of course all of these are completely made up and do not reflect on the actual idols, they are just my own little vision of my boys. anyways!

[lattechenle]

jeno: i love you dreamies: absolutely done, full of disgust

[inccrrectnct]

I know this isn’t an incorrect quote, but I’m learning how to edit and wanted to share this.

#NCTDREAM: Diamond Boys. 

[yunopouts]

haechan is all stomach and no ass. Why do you love him so much like he’s not even all that.

1. That’s body shaming you fucking asshole

2. What’s it to you. I like him because I like him. Do you think I give a fuck if he doesn’t look like Wonho? (I love wonho don’t even get me started with him). Even still, I’d love him just the same if he did. Frankly, I don’t really care about his stomach and if I’m being completely honest, I think his tummy is cute and so do a million other people- there’s nothing wrong with having one.

3. I don’t bias Hyuck for his looks only— him being one of the most beautiful people on earth was just how he was born so there’s not much I can do about that 🤷🏻‍♀️ I bias him because he’s who I relate to the most (like many people).

4. Also he’s really fucking talented and smart. If you didn’t know Lee Donghyuck passed Sm’s Saturday Open Auditions- which are the hardest auditions to pass because of how many people go. He was only thirteen years old. SO!! the next time you wanna say “he’s not all that” maybe check your facts next time, dickwad