#nct bulleted scenarios

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 1

mafia!Johnny x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

warnings: mentions of violence, mentions of gunshots, mentions of kidnapping (brief), mentions of alcohol, mentions of trauma (brief),

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

He runs… as fast as he can… as far as he can… the memory of the gunshots ringing in his mind, the memory of the screams, the memory of fear, driving him to keep going. As his mind wanders to the events that just happened, he doesnt recognize the area he's gone to… he's always had a troubled past, born on the wrong side of the tracks. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother was a broken woman, living a life she felt stuck in, wanting more. HIs father left when he was six years old, leaving him with a depressed mother, and a revolving door of boyfriends that she would bring home. After Johnny's father left, he became… angry… angry with life… but this? This he never anticipated. 

As he runs, he makes his way into an area that he is not familiar with. He slows down, his run shifting to a walk, as he looks around at the surrounding area. As he continues walking a figure comes into view… a tall man with a strong build, seemingly studying him as he approaches

“You've got guts walking around this area at night kid…”

Johnny looks up at the man, a mix of defiance and anguish in his eyes

“What's your name kid?”

“J-Johnny…”

“Johnny? What are you doing here?”

Johnny's eyes widen as he thinks again of the events that led him here. The fear visible in his eyes as he looks at the man. The stranger lets out a small sigh.

“Come on Johnny, you shouldn't be out here alone. Come with me.”

“W-Where are we going?”

“Headquarters. We'll talk more there.”

“Headquarters? Who are you?”

“I said we’ll talk more when we get there. Are you coming or what?”

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She sits at the dining room table with her parents. Another silent dinner as her father stares at his phone, while her mother keeps her head down, silently eating. The silence… The silence is deafening… ever since her mother caught her father cheating on her, things have been… tense… y/n, a pretty girl with a heart of gold… born into a rich family that lacks everything she values… connection, authenticity, love… Her father works as a CEO for one of the largest companies in Busan, and her mother stays home. A month ago, her mother caught her father cheating with his secretary, and since then, nothing has been the same… her parents think that staying together is helping her, but deep down, y/n knows things would be better for everyone if they separated…

The tension at the dinner table is too much for her… she grabs her plate and walks out of the room. Her parents watch as she escapes to her bedroom, but they don't bother stopping her… she sits in her room, her dinner growing cold as she looks at the stars outside of her window, hoping… praying… wishing for something to change… anything… her mundane life catching up to her… the routine becoming suffocating. She hates it, hates how she has to maintain a perfect image for the sake of her family’s reputation. On the outside, her life seems perfect, but inside, she feels as if she's drowning… as if she's just about to reach the surface, but something always pulls her back under. 

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Six Years Later 

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y/n has graduated from college, finally living a life she is excited for. She feels a sense of relief, being out of school, starting a life full of endless possibilities, new experiences, and things to explore. She moved from her hometown of Busan to Seoul, starting her life over. Living a life she feels excited for, and for the first time ever, she feels a sense of happiness. Despite the busy streets and crowded cafe’s, she feels more at home than she ever has. 

She goes about her day, working in a small cafe on her laptop when the aura in the room grows ominous… She looks around seeing a group of men walk into the cafe, all wearing black leather jackets, but one guy in particular catches her eye… a tall man with a scar that runs from just above his eyebrow, to his cheekbone. A chill runs down her spine as she sees the scar. The aura of the group instantly intimidating everyone in the room. As she looks at him with wide curious eyes, he suddenly looks over at her. His dark brown eyes give her a cold look, but there's a hint of surprise… She looks back at him wondering what's going to happen, but he takes her by surprise. He subtly shakes his head, as if silently telling her not to ask questions… her eyes grow wide again, but just when she's about to lower her eyes, he subtly motions for her to leave… sensing the tension in the air, she doesn’t quietly, inconspicuously, packs her things and walks out of the cafe…

As she walks back to her apartment, her mind wanders a million miles an hour… Who was he? How did he get that scar? Why did he motion for her to leave? Is something bad happening? She continues walking home, but even after arriving in the safety of her apartment, she can't get this mysterious man off of her mind… 

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She walks into a bar, one seemingly casual night, with some friends from work. As they approach the bar she looks to the side and sees someone sitting in a booth… there he was, the man with the scar… still looking at her with the same cold eyes… she quickly looks away, as one of her friends speaks

“Y/n, you gonna get a drink?”

She gently shakes her head, as if shes shaking the thoughts out of her mind

“Y-Yeah, sorry… just a little distracted…” “Someone caught your eye already?”

“No no, I just have a lot on my mind…”

“Well, we're here for some fun… loosen up a little, you deserve it…”

She smiles softly at her friend before ordering a drink. As she waits, she can feel the man's eyes on her, but she doesn't look back to him. She tries to ignore the intimidating aura that she can feel from across the bar as she grabs her drink and follows her friend to the crowded dance floor. She tries her hardest to enjoy the night, but by the time they leave, she's drained, physically, mentally, and emotionally… Nothing sounds more appealing to her than slipping into the comfort of her bed.

Her friends all disperse and make their way to their own apartments, leaving her to walk alone… she looks up at the darkness of the night sky, but she feels like someone is watching her… following her… she turns to look behind her, but the street is empty… she slowly turns and continues walking, until someone pulls her into a dark alley, covering her mouth with their hand before slamming her against the wall… the man stares at her with a dangerous look in his eyes, a sinister smirk tracing his lips…

“Well well, I caught myself a pretty little thing huh?”

Y/N tries to push the man off of her, but her smaller build proves to make that difficult…

“Look at you, pretty girl… thinking you could actually fight me off… its cute”

She tries to scream, but her mouth is muffled by the man's hand… she squirms and tries to break free, but her struggle is pointless against the man's larger build… tears slowly fill her eyes as the worst possible outcomes fill her mind.

Footsteps are heard, seemingly running closer, catching both her attention and the strangers attention. Before either of them can process what's happening, a tall figure emerges from the shadows of the alley, sending the man to the ground with an aggressive push. Y/N gasps softly when the stranger's hand is suddenly gone from her lips… she looks at the scene with wide eyes of fear as the stranger that had snatched her is knocked unconscious… She freezes in fear when the man from the shadows turns to look at her… and there he was… the man with the scar… protecting her… her eyes widen further as she sees him up close for the first time… he's more handsome than she imagined, even with the scar… his deep commanding voice pulls her from her thoughts…

“Get out of here.”

His tone left no room for contradiction. A chill runs down her spine as his voice hits her ears. She hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly and walking quickly out of the alleyway.

As she walks out of the alleyway, he watches her leave. His thoughts consume him, questioning why he's so concerned with this stranger. Why can't I get her out of my head? I don't even know her? Who is she? His mind rolls, but shifts to anger when he looks down at the man who dared to put his hands on her.

“You're coming with me.”

He throws the man over his shoulder, walking deeper into the alley, disappearing into the shadows.

[jenjibear]

What I think the dreamies twitters would look like

A bullet point imagine

This idea came randomly to me and thought it was a cute concept lmao

so i hope you enjoy my mind

Mark

2am quotes, drunk thoughts, poems or just how he is feeling he always manages to say the deepest things at 2am

guitar videos, hes just practising silently humming the melody along with his playing

he posts his song wips hoping to find inspiration from the people who read them and offer advice

if he isnt posting his likes are filled from his time spent doom scrolling

just a bunch of sad quotes in those likes

Renjun

artistic is the only way to describe it, proudly shares his art with everyone also offers commissions for some money on the side

laughs slightly when a nctzen asks for a drawing of a member not knowing its him doing the commission

loves sharing his art with everyone

shares tutorials and videos of supplies he reccomends

very artsy

Jeno

this account is barren

you'd think it was a bot acc honestly

mostly posts about his bike and the things he sees out on his bike rides

genuinely forgets it exists posts every 3 months if that

he's just a pure soul and doesn't really use the app that much

haechan

meme lord #1

he's posting candids he's taken of the members like he's a menace

he interacts with nctzen's and is living for the memes they post too

exposes the members on the tl constantly

i'm talking out of context screenshots of convos and starting random hashtags

Jaemin

cat pictures hourly

literally has alarms set up to remember to post a picture of his cats

doesn't matter what he's doing he will drop everything to post on the tl to not let the fans down

replies to the fans as if hes the cats like "thank you - luna"

very proud cat dad

Chenle

meme lord #2

unlike haechan hes fully making memes and reaction pics

is the most followed nct meme acc on twitter and no one knows its him

very very proud of himself honestly

almost exposes himself in a video because he was editing a meme he takes his meme lord position seriously

Jisung

he doesnt really know what hes doing so just posts like most of stan twitter does

joins in on all the quiz thread trends

interacts with the fans, hes became a nct fan acc of himself without realising

people think hes a sasaeng because he posts unreleased photos and is at the same events

he comes clean and does a space to reveal its him and gains millions of followers

[hariboz]

WELCOME…!

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧 maise. she/they. infj. sideblog. . . . #forjebewon <3

rules | masterlist | tags | obsession

feel free to drop in my inbox any time!

requests: open

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RECENTS…!

📝 brother’s best friend!gyuvin

📱 they prank you with “he’s busy”

📱 asking them if they would kiss their ex to save your life

ABOUT ME…!

visualz (ricky, hanbin & hao) biased, riyangi & chocollie from DAY ONE!! supercharger deserved better, OLLIE LOONG9 CENTER!! i don’t play about ollie so if u don’t like him GET OUT

i speak english, german & basic spanish but i’m also studying korean (not in the weird way!! i just want to watch gose while cooking please)

i’m a big reader & anime/manga enjoyer! (didn’t feel like enough of a loser with just liking kpop)

i also stan exo, en-, aespa, nct, svt & am a casual stan for tons and tons of other groups!

mainly fluff/angst & i like to vary between bulleted scenarios & fully written ones <3 also some fake texts here and there as well!

nonnie list <3: ☀️, 🎀

[inumkii]

hiii guys!! heres a makeshift intro and masterlist because the main one is a work in progress

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ sunny, 20, i write for jjk, bsd, and genshin. i'm often in and out of this blog, mainly on suhnandmoon (enha + nct). requests are open if you would like to send in anything

makeshift masterlist:

genshin impact

kaedehara kazuha:

reunion (800 word scenario)

jujutsu kaisen

satoru gojo:

up to no good (angst drabble)

inumaki toge:

how you got together (1.2k words, bullet points)

after battle (900 words, bullet points)

okkotsu yuta

idiots to lovers (1.3k words, bullet points)

fushiguro megumi

if you know whats right (1.8k word fic)

music fan (short thought dump)

[catboyieejeno]

about: requests/asks

this 'about' post will be updated as more groups/options are available.

groups i currently accept requests for

please be aware that most of my posts will be nct dream and svt

nct dream/nct 127

p1h

seventeen

content/genres I currently accept requests for:

content:

imagines/scenarios: formally written, describing a scenario between reader and member(s) with backstory/intro and can have multiple parts if requested head-cannons: bullet point/list format, not formally written, just me shooting ideas of how i think they would be in that situation (!friends to lovers, !bf, !dad, !fwb, !domestic, etc.) drabbles: 200-2.0K words, formally written with little to no backstory or intro; reader is instantly inserted in the scenario, blurbs: 100-1k words, formally written little to no backstory or intro reactions: head-cannon/drabble format but for a whole group. texts: imessage texts. can be for an individual member, some members, or a whole group

coming soon: Instagram/Twitter posts: pictures + captions + other members/fan interactions

genres:

fluff

angst

smut

about the camera roll series

as of now, there are three categories for the camera roll series but you can request similar ideas and they can be added!

I DO NOT WRITE: serial killer, noncon, abuse, knife play/gun play, piss kink, anything with fecal matter, anal, high school au, gangbang

also, please keep your asks generally relatable. i will not write anything that is too specific, since it won’t be relevant to other readers (for example: nct comforts reader after to their mom gets hit by a car … like i’m sorry if that happened to you but i will not write that as a reaction)

NOTE: there's no formal way of asking for a request, don't let this post scare you! You can phrase your idea however you'd like in an ask and i'll do my very best to write what you're expecting!!!

xx

carina

[shop-korea]

Amazon - with - Tax - Over $59

200 Lbs - Load

Dear Korean Girls,

Haiti - Blk - Miami Police

Men - Allied Security Armed

Front of Police - Car

USA - Illegally mskes $$$$

on - Right 2 Keep and Bear

Arms - My Tokyo - Male

Scientists will Make yes

Invisible - their websites

Dear Korean Girls,

Age 16 - and - Older

Never - Coed

Singers only - Tongues

Special Marines

Special Air Force

Special Navy

Opening in Miami

Aespa - Charlie Brown

Mailing - Services

Local - World

Forever - First Class - Mail

$0.05 - Self - adhesive

Stamps - Free Digital

Mailboxes - Remote

Stars - Huge - Sizes

Aespa - NCT - Itzy

BTS - Actors - Actress

Billionaire - Ji Chang Wook

IU - Se Eun Kim - Se Kyung

Shin - MGM - Classic

American - Marilyn Monroe

Elizabeth Taylor - Vivien Leigh

Elvis Presley - Bobby Darin

Sandra Dee - Rita Hayworth

Aespa - Charlie Brown Mail

Services - 24/7 - Holidays

Cargo Planes - See Thru

Capacity - Special Boxes

They become - See thru

Join us - We're the Courriers

New - Military - GPS

Our Vehicles - Fly

No Sound or Wind

Concealed Weapons

Jewelry like - Stretches

Mickey Mouse - Watch

Training - in - Seoul KR

Aespa - Charlie Brown

Carriers - Training Centers

Scenario - Korean - Girls

Miami - Haiti - Blk - Male

Miami - Police - Armed

Handcuffs - US Firearms

What 2 Do -

Outside - Vehicle

Shoot - Forehead of Blk

Male - Haiti - on - behalf

of - Former - President

Yesterday - also - Wednesday

He was shot at Midnight - 12

Times - including - Head

2 - Florida - Naturaluzed

Their - Interpreters fellow

Columbians - Coffee

Others - Former Army

4 - Hire - Terrorists yes

Born - in - Columbia

Former - President - issued

Forever - Not Allowed Entry

Countries -

Cuba - Columbia - Venezuela

Haiti - Iraq - Iran - and - more

Haiti - FL - Hires - Arms - as

New - Blk - Paid - Servants

Lost - South Africa - Slaves

and - produced - Over -

3 Million

Scenario -

Shoot - Car Window - Front

Shoot - Blk - Haiti - Man FL

Miami Police - Shoot Head

Shoot - Tires - Poisoned

Bullets - He - Disappears

Aim - Mickey Watch

Disappear - Vehicle

Hipnosis goes everywhere

Hidden Cameras reversed

Dear - Korean Girls,

Join Us

500 Billion - Won - x 2

Per Hour - Tax Paid

Combat - x 25 - Hourly

Brit Cat - Combat - Hat

or - 2 miniature - Dogs

Charlie Brown - Mailing

Service - Designer Combat

Clothes - Foot Apparel

Free - $500 Billion - x 5

per - Hour - Tax - Paid

Currency Adjusted World

Join - Korean Girls -

Special - Marines

Special - Air Force

Special - Navy

Free - Housing - Transport

Jesus - is - Lord - Korea KR

[innies-bunny]

You're new to Tumblr here?

I think, first is...Write your about me and your favorite Kpop artists and other stuff.

For the writing stuff...I think you could start off drabbles, soft and hard hours and not just only "would include" bulleted scenarios.

What are your favorite Kpop groups? Mine are Super Junior, EXO, NCT, aespa, Dreamcatcher, VIXX and ZEROBASEONE. (I've been into Kpop for a long time like in 2008)

Thank you for the Advice 💜💜💜

My favorite K-Pop groups are BTS, Monsta X, Shinee, Seventeen, Blackpink, Itzy, NCT, Zerobaseone and more. (I've been into K-Pop since 2017 but I used to occasionally listen to it in 2014)

[jaehotbuns]

idolboyfriend!mark

♡ 2.6k, fluff  =^._.^= ∫

you first met Mark on a Nature Republic photo shoot where your friend was a hair stylist 

she called you frantically because the SM staff caught multiple employees from each department posting on their personal social media stories the location and whereabouts of the members and dismissed them from the site

they were shooting at an island in the middle of nowhere which you were conveniently writing a thesis on different landscapes of South Korea 

you had no experience of styling other people and only did it for yourself but you knew you couldn’t leave your friend deserted so you came to help in any way that you could

half of the staff were fired on the spot so they immediately pushed you towards the members to prepare them for their next shoot after threatening legal action if you decided to act as stupidly as the other stylists did 

you saw your friend quickly adjusting the collar of theHawaiian shirt that was roughly put on Jaehyun and she gave you an apologetic look and mouthed a ‘thank you’

you were assigned at styling Mark’s hair, which you were scared of because you had never styled a man’s hair before never mind a celebrity but you squared your shoulders and hoped for the best

he was already used to the chaos but he was slightly concerned at how well you would perform considering that your eyebrows were furrowed and had sweat rolling down your temples as you scrunched the ends of his hair with mousse to create beachy waves

every stylist that he met was always either professional and stoic or overly friendly to try and get with the members romantically but he tried to suppress his laughter when he saw your distressed face under your medical mask

in such a stressful and hectic situation, he would never talk to the staff to help them focus but he couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with you

you looked younger than him too so he felt more comfortable

“first time?” he asked with a smile on his face as he looked up at you

your hands stopped in the middle of combing the fluffy mousse through his hair and your face dropped slightly, “you could tell?”

Mark covered his laugh with his hand as he didn’t want to discourage you but couldn’t help but chuckle at the cute expression on your face 

“yeah,” he answered but then realized that it came out meaner than he had intended

“but you’re doing a great job! Keep going!” He tried to encourage you by motioning with his hands to continue

you patted his hair into place for finishing touches but you pouted under your mask when you realized, “how would you know? You can’t even see it” 

there were no mirrors in sight except for the hand mirrors that stylists held on their belt

he choked on his saliva out of embarrassment and rubbed his hand awkwardly on the back of his neck

“well let’s see then!” He exclaimed and you begrudgingly gave him the hand mirror to see 

you were bracing yourself in case he thought you made his hair into a bird’s nest and demanded you to be fired on the spot but he let a “wahh” escape his mouth as he admired the hairstyle 

“this actually looks great!” He said a little too excitedly 

“we were both expecting it to look bad then, huh?” You joked but really you were relieved that he thought it didn’t look atrocious 

Mark shook his head to deny but you held his shoulders in place to not disrupt his hair 

his face went pink and you realized that you just touched a client, a very influential client 

you lifted your hands off of him quickly and stepped back so that he could stand up from his chair and go in front of the cameras to prepare for the shoot

“thank you” he said and you both exchanged bows before awkwardly getting back to work 

you stayed on the set with your friend for the rest of the day until the sun went down and the sky turned a bright pink from the previous ocean blue 

luckily, that was the last hair and clothes change that NCT needed and everyone started to pack up after the photographer and managers shouted “thank you for your work” and everyone bowed and clapped to each other 

while each member started to load into their vans to get back to the city for their next schedule, Mark ran up to you and asked if you were apart of the SM staff or were for hire from another beauty boutique

“oh, I just came last minute,” you said 

“I’m not actually licensed for this I came to help”

he let out a disappointed “oh” and decided not to take your number down since it was unprofessional and knew that after the fiasco today that there could be anyone around to expose him if he did 

“good night, see you around,” he said in hopes that he would see you again

you doubted that he would see you around but you repeated what he said and waved at him as he ran into the van 

the other members were confused as to why he ran off to greet you and were ready to tease him since they noticed that you were his type physically 

but he knew that they were about to so he lied and said that he forgot to take a bracelet from you and pretended to fall asleep so that they couldn’t question him further

you thought about that was a once in a lifetime experience until 2 weeks later the campaign was a hit and everyone was fawning over Mark specifically since he looked like boyfriend material in a white button up shirt and blue jeans with messy beach hair 

your friend called to tell you that she recommended you as a freelance hair stylist after they asked her who did Mark’s hair 

as a broke college student living in another country you took the offer but felt guilty getting an amazing job with no credentials so you got licensed at a beauty school within 2 months 

the next time you saw Mark was on the Punch music video set 

he had everything on except makeup and hair 

you were taken aback at how different he looked with the leather pieces, chain jewelry, and overall bad boy vibes

he was sitting in front of the dressing room vanities and his face lit up when he saw you stand behind him with your cart of hair products and tools 

usually he’d stay still in his chair but this time he turned around to face you, “hey! I thought you said you weren’t even licensed?”

“I decided to after getting offered a job” you smiled 

he turned around and looked at you through the mirror’s reflection, “or did you come back because of me?” 

you coughed through your mask and felt the heat creep from your neck all the way to your cheeks and temples

Mark smiled to himself when he saw your bright red face and was even more excited for the music video shoot knowing that the stylist he thought was cute would be doing his hair on a regular basis and could see him act cool on stage

to not let you out of his sights again, Mark pulled his phone off of the vanity table in front of him and went straight to his Instagram search page, “can I have your Insta by the way?” 

you were combing the translucent gel through his hair when you tilted your head out of curiosity of why he would want your socials 

“I send what kind of hairstyles and concepts I’d like to try to stylists on here,” he said 

in actuality Mark wasn’t one of the idols that really cared of how his stylists dressed him like Johnny or Jaehyun but he wanted an excuse so that his interest in you was too obvious

“oh sure,” you spelled out your Instagram handle and you saw him follow you right away

for the rest of the shoot for the two days that it took place, Mark would admire you every time you came up to him between scenes to wipe the sweat off his forehead and to spray his hair with setting mist 

although you were a fan of the group, you didn’t want to make them uncomfortable so you invested all of your focus on making them look their best

Mark appreciated that; you weren’t completely cold and professional but you also didn’t cross any boundaries by asking him about his personal life or interviewing him like some new stylists did 

when you got home you decided to look at Mark’s profile and saw that he was only following his family, friends from Vancouver, idols friends, and a few celebrities that he looked up to 

you were the only staff member that he was following other than his managers

but you didn’t think for a second Mark liked you

even though during promotions he would text you on his time off about your day and ask you about yourself 

“because I don’t want to be to formal” was his excuse to his unofficial game of 21 questions 

even though after promotions when he was on his break, he’d ask you to go shopping with him “to get some inspiration from uh hair stuff” 

at one point he was bold enough to ask you to go to a cafe because he said he felt like you two were friends at one point

behind the scenes, Johnny caught on quickly at how Mark was on his phone more often when he’d usually just use it to play mobile games or listen to music 

“I don’t think you left the bracelet with the pretty stylist,” Johnny would tease Mark one day when he saw him re-reading your texts and smiling to himself 

“you left your heart,” he’d say and slap himself on the knee from laughing too hard at his own joke

“can you get out of my room?” Mark would retort in embarrassment but it was worse for him from there

Johnny told both floors that Mark had a big fat crush on the young stylist and was flirting with them 24/7 

Mark wasn’t really the type to get in his feelings 

sure he’d find different celebrities or employees that he’d work with attractive but he knew it was for business or that they’d just be really good friends in the industry 

but you felt like home 

like he could imagine that if he was back in Vancouver that you two would meet at a library or something and he’d ask you for a coffee after you asked him to watch your bag to go to the washroom 

that was what he’d imagine before he went to sleep at night anyways 

half of the time he’d stay up thinking about asking you out officially and keeping your relationship as a secret and the other half of the time he’d kick his blankets scolding himself for even thinking that because it would put both of your careers on the line and he didn’t want you to feel the burden of dating in secret

you also had feelings for Mark but thought that he was just friendly and flirty 

even if he did have feelings for you, you thought that it would be best to just stay as friends because you didn’t want to get in the way of his career

one day Mark couldn’t take it anymore and went to the convenient store by himself instead of riding bikes with Haechan and Renjun like he originally planned to 

they noticed that he didn’t get embarrassed or annoyed at the teasing anymore and just kept to himself so they followed him to the store and found him outside on a bench with a beer in his hand

both of them sat beside him and Haechan grabbed the beer and took a swig, “just tell her” 

Mark placed his elbows on his knees and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, “I don’t want to ruin it for us… Or for her”

Renjun placed a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, “if you both have strong feelings for each other then it’ll always work out in the end” 

Mark shook his head although he appreciated the support, “what if the stress gets us to break up? What if I make it awkward for her at work?” 

Haechan stopped him and told him sternly, “I see the way you two look at each other and I know that she’d accept if you asked. If the press or pressure causes you to break up then at least you tried.” 

Renjun added on more gently, “do you just want to continue suffering forever? What if she’s waiting for you too?” 

Mark didn’t want to think about it any longer and as a lightweight, the 2 cans of beer in his system were already giving him courage

if he had another night to think about it, he’d probably never confess to you so he decided in his tipsy state to confess right then 

with urgency, he told you to meet you at Hangang River right away 

“thank you guys,” he said while standing up too quickly 

he stumbled a little bit before starting to walk towards the meeting place, “I can do it!”

“you can do it!” Renjun laughed while holding up too fists to show his support

Haechan on the other hand held up his phone and started to record Mark walking clumsily towards the river, “don’t mess up loser!” 

you were finishing up on your readings when you got Mark’s text 

it sounded like he was going to confess but you shook the thought out of your head at the thought of a global star asking you out 

“probably wants to de-stress with a friend,” you thought before putting on a hoodie and jeans before walking to Hangang

when you arrived you could smell a mixture of beer and mint in his breath

His face was flushed pink which was a result of the alcohol and the 2.2km he had just walked

“why did you call me out all of a sudden?” You asked 

“will you go out with me?” He said a little bit too loudly

you quickly looked around to make sure that no one was within a kilometre near you too and asked in a hushed voice, “what?”

“I like you!” He nearly shouted, not aware of his volume due to the nervousness of the chance of rejection

“I tried not to like you ever since I met you but I can’t get you out of my head,” he avoided your gaze and couldn’t believe how cheesy he sounded

Mark continued regardless, “I know that we have to date in secret if you do like me but I promise to protect you and I won’t regret my decision if anything happens. So uh-”

“yes,” you grinned. “I’ll go out with you”

he was surprised at how you accepted with ease, “oh wow I wasn’t expecting this. Thank you for listening to me talk on haha, I don’t even know what to say I-”

to stop his blabbering you held onto his arms to steady yourself for when you went on your tippy toes to peck him on the lips

“that’s not fair” he pouted

“what’s not fair?”

“that’s it?” He murmured under his breath 

“then get some more” you teased

his hands cupped the sides of your face and bent his neck down to reach your height

your hand wrapped around his waist to pull him into a hug while his warm lips pressed onto yours

[haechanhearts]

popular!mark

high school!dreamies masterlist

(y’all this gif KILLS me... sorry to everyone)

alright so I see mark being the popular guy

but not the usual popular guy

he’s a total geek, but on the down low

so everyone besides his close friends thought he was this total badass guy

who everyone had a crush on

and everyone believed that he’s had a LOT of past relationships

but he is just friends with a lot of people

everybody likes him, in general

bc he is kind and polite 

so you see him in the halls and you have him in a few of your classes

but you haven’t really had a full conversation with him

so one day you were hurrying out of your third period because you have a club meeting to go to

basically bolting out of that class the second you leave, you didn’t realize you left your notebook in class

and this notebook was very important bc you had a presentation to do in that meeting 

so when you look into your bag, you can’t find it anywhere

so you’re getting super worried bc you literally can’t do the presentation without it

so you try to buy yourself some time

meanwhile, mark walked into the class you were previously in to meet up with one of his friends that was in your class

specifically, his friend, renjun sat right next to you

so renjun is almost done packing his stuff but he doesn’t notice your notebook on the desk next to his

but mark sees it so he’s like “Don’t forget your notebook”

and then renjun is like “oh that's not mine, lets go”

then mark asks who the notebook belonged to

so renjun says, “I assume its the girl who sits next to me. Her name is y/n I think?” 

so mark grabs the notebook and opens it to the front page where he sees your name written neatly in the front

in big letters, it says “YEARBOOK PRESENTATION” 

“wait didn’t we see those flyers outside talking about a yearbook club meeting?” mark asks renjun

and then renjun says, “should we go and give it to her? I have an art meeting soon but like, I can go with you”

and mark, bc he’s independent, he’s like “nah bro I could do this myself” 

except he didn’t know where the meeting was being held

so he finds the flyer and figures out that its in the library

so he’s running there as quickly as possible

and then he slowly opens the door but he doesn’t want to make it obvious that you forgot your notebook

so everyone stares at him because the meeting started a few minutes ago

so he’s like “i’d like to join yearbook” even though he definitely didn’t want to

so everyone nods and asks him to sit

so he slides into the seat next to you and he sees you freaking out

and then mark tries to slide your notebook to you without making it obvious that he was giving it to you

and when you realize that he brought you your notebook you literally stared at him with wide eyes

like you were amazed 

and it took everything in your power to not jump up and give him a hug

bc he basically just saved your life??

so the yearbook president asks you if you’re ready to present 

and so you stood up and presented with your notebook in your hands 

you shared what happened in yearbook club and the benefits of joining

and eventually the meeting was over

you grabbed your stuff, hoping you would be able to catch mark outside

but he was actually waiting for you outside the door

so you tell him, “thank you so much for bringing my notebook.. I don’t know what I would have done if it wasn’t for you”

and he tells you, “don’t worry about it” 

but then since you both were in the hallway, mark’s buddies came up to him, asking if he wanted to hang out at lunch

and this happened like 5 times while you were talking

so you’re like “you could go, dude” bc one more person asked to hang out

and then mark says, “alright, but don’t worry. I’m joining yearbook.. your argument was really convincing” while walking backwards, looking at you

you laughed it off but you didn’t really believe him

bc he was this popular guy who wouldn’t really join geeky clubs like yearbook

but sure enough, there mark was in the next meeting

you were surprised to see him, but you sit in your usual seat

but mark grabs his bags and plops down right next to you

and he turns to look at you and says “i told you i’m joining yearbook”

and so you saw him a lot bc he never missed a meeting

you would do your assignments togrther, and since he knew bascially everyone, interviews were easy

so one day, you were taking pictures of the field for yearbook and mark tagged along

he layed on the grass while you did your thing and you were able to get a few shots of him as well

and then out of the blue, he blurts “y/n, lets go on a date.” 

you were about to take a photo of you before he asked that but it surprised you so the pictures was blurry

but mark seemed unbothered 

so you decided to tease him a bit

you tell him “you think i’m going to say yes, right? because every girl swoons when you give them something as little as a glance?” 

and then he quickly stands up and he gets super nervous

“no! no, it isn’t like that! I like you a lot! andi just didn’t want to seem nervous”

but you eventually tell him that you were joking and that you would love to go on a date with him

and then he smiles at you and shakes his head since you messed with him

and that’s how the school’s most popular student scored a date with you

[jaehyunsprincesspeach]

Bullet to the Heart

Chapter 4

warnings: arguing (parental-y/n), arranged marriage,

wc: 1.77k

She's leaving behind her past, escaping the trap of perfection that she's been stuck in. Moving from Busan to Seoul, the possibilities are endless... though the universe has different plans for her... plans that she never in her wildest dreams would have imagined...

She sits in her apartment… Two days have passed since she finally met Johnny. Since then she's been staring at the number he gave her. Her curiosity is telling her to text or call the number… but her rational side says what if it's a false number or what if he's some sort of criminal? She sits, staring at the phone number… her mind in a deep matrix of thoughts… until the phone rings, startling her out of her thoughts… she lets out a yelp of surprise and a groan of frustration escapes her when she sees her fathers number… with a roll of her eyes, Y/N picks up the phone

“Hi dad…”

“Y/N, we need to talk about something…”

“Yeah? What is it?”

“Well Honey, I set up an arrangement for you…”

She pauses, her mind already reeling with thoughts, and her fathers words now adding another layer to her thoughts…

“What kind of arrangement dad?”

“Well… umm… Honey… I set up… an arranged marriage…”

“YOU WHAT?!”

“Now, Dear, hear me out-”

“HEAR YOU OUT?! WHAT THE HELL DAD! DID YOU EVEN THINK TO TALK TO ME ABOUT THIS?!”

“Y/N, listen, please…”

“WHAT NOW YOU WANT TO TALK?! WHY THE HELL-”

“Y/N! We're in debt! We needed the money!”

“SO SELLING YOUR DAUGHTER WAS YOUR SOLUTION?!”

The phone falls silent… she can feel the shame from her father through the phone, but her anger clouds her mind… she feels betrayed… thrown away by her own parents…

“Seriously dad. What the hell were you thinking? Did you even try other options? Or did you just go with the first thing thrown at you like you always do?” 

“Y/N listen… I know your mother and I haven't been the best parents to you… I know we’ve held you to unreasonable standards, and we’ve said things that are not fair to you… and I know you think that this is something that I would do just to get you married off… but I promise dear, this is one thing in your life that I wouldn’t meddle in… I looked into every other option we had, even going as far as selling the family company… this was the only option that would even come close to covering the debt we owe.”

She listens to his words… She's never been close to her parents, but… they’re her parents, of course she loves them… But just like always, they’re interfering with her happiness… yet again…

“Dad, I moved away so that I could find my own happiness… and yet again, there you are, interfering with my happiness… Why wouldn't you at least talk to me about it?!”

“Honey, I couldn't risk you saying no! We need this!”

“No, YOU need this! I don't need this! How could you sell away your own daughter!”

“It's not like that! Don't you want to help your parents?”

“Honestly no I don't. If you had asked for help I would have helped, but this? I can't believe you would even consider doing something like this to me.”

“Dear, come on-”

“Don't ‘dear’ me. I'm not going through with it.”

Before her father can say anything else, she hangs up the phone, throwing it across the room in a fit of rage. She paces her living room thinking of what to do next… she cant go through with this… its not that she doesn't want to help her parents, but she refuses to be stuck in an arranged marriage with a man she doesn't even know. As she paces and paces and thinks and thinks, she finally thinks of something… not a permanent solution, but at least it's something… She grabs her phone again, making another call… She continues pacing as she listens to the dial tone till finally there's an answer, her voice cutting through first…

“Johnny, can you come over?”

“Hey princess, inviting me over already?”

“Please, this is serious… just… Come over, I'll explain when you get here.” She hangs up the phone, leaving no room for discussion or disagreement… Her pacing continues relentlessly, waiting, hoping he'll show up. Twenty minutes later there's a knock on her door… She quickly makes her way over and throws it open. She sees him with a bouquet of flowers, causing her to stop in confusion…

“What are those for?”

“Umm… They’re for you…”

Johnny holds out the flowers for her, which she accepts with a small smile, until she remembers why she called him in the first place…

“Come inside…”

She moves aside, letting him into her apartment. As he settles and gets comfortable, she grabs a vase for the flowers, and some tea for the two of them to share… When she finally makes her way to the living room, she sits down, but there's no doubt that the inner turmoil is eating away at her… Johnny gives her a look of concern before he breaks the silence…

“Y/N, what's wrong? What is it?”

She fiddles for a moment with her bracelet on her wrist before finally telling him

“I umm… I just got off the phone with my dad… My parents are in debt… a-and he told me that he set me up in an arranged marriage to get the money they need…”

Johnny's eyes are wide as he listens to her explanation… an arranged marriage? What is this, the 19th century? His own thoughts spiral as he listens to her

“So… your parents set you up in a marriage that you don't even want, just so they can pay off their debt?”

“Y-yeah… I don't know what to do… I don't want this, I don't want to marry someone I don't even know…”

“Did they tell you who it is?”

“No…”

Johnny lets out a contemplative sigh, trying to think of what to do… as he sits and thinks, the room falls silent, until finally, he comes up with an idea… a crazy idea that might get him slapped, but an idea, nonetheless…

“Y/N, hear me out…”

“Whatever it is, I'm sure it's better than that stupid plan my parents made…”

Johnny takes a minute to gather his thoughts, hoping that she doesn't immediately shut down the idea…

“Alright, hear me out… completely before interrupting…”

She waits patiently, an expectant look in her eyes. Finally he takes another deep breath and shares his idea

“Marry me…”

Her eyes bug out of their sockets

“I'm sorry, what?”

“Marry me… if you're already married, they can't force you into another marriage… it doesn't have to be official, I know people who can forge some documents to make it look real… you can move in with me for a few months so your parents believe it… I know it sounds crazy, but the other idea I have is running away, and even that isn't full proof if your parents or the other family manages to find you…”

She thinks to herself… a fake marriage… it's not a terrible idea in her mind, and honestly she's not against it… but she's nervous… this man has already been on her mind for weeks… and he's obviously into her… 

“Why? Why a fake marriage? What are your intentions with it?”

Johnny lets out a small sigh… he figured she would ask this… and he knows it's a little suspicious given how he's been pining over her…

“You asked for help, Y/N… i just want to help you… if it ends up growing into something real, I can't say I would be upset with that, but if we do this for a few months, and you tell me you want nothing to do with me after, then i'll let you go… and I won't bother you again… but I want to help you… thats why…”

She thinks further… she thinks about what could happen if she agrees to this… She thinks about potentially starting a real relationship with this man she still knows nothing about… She thinks about the potential to grow deeper feelings than she already has… and as nervous as that thought makes her, it's nothing compared to the thoughts and feelings she has about being married to someone she's never met before scares her even more. 

“And what if it doesn't work. What if your plan doesn't work Johnny?”

Johnny takes a deep breath, thinking through his thoughts… thinking through this crazy plan of his…

“It will work… I won't let it not work… you deserve someone you want to be with… someone who will make you happy, whether that's me or not, that's up to you… but i can see how much even just the thought of an arranged marriage is taking a toll on you… it's not fair to you… so i'll make it work… I'll do whatever it takes to make this work for you… I just need you to trust me…”

Trust… a strong word from someone who is still a stranger to her… she doesn't know if she trusts him… she knows who he is, finally after weeks of wondering who he was… but that doesn't mean she knows anything about him… But, how is she supposed to know anything about him if she never gives him a chance? If she never tries to get to know him… she thinks to herself, thinking about his words, and his spoken intention to help her… She thinks and thinks, the room filling with silence… Johnny fiddles with his rings on his hand before breaking the silence again

“Tell you what… if you agree to this, I'll take care of everything… I'll handle the paperwork, and talk to your parents, everything… I'll even buy you everything brand new and move you into one of the guest rooms in my house if that's necessary, and I'll pay the rent for this apartment if you have to stay with me… Everything will be taken care of… all you have to do is say yes and play the part… that doesn't sound too bad right?”

Her mind continues its barrage of thoughts to herself… deep down, she knows this is one of the best options… If she moves away, her parents will simply track her down… if she stays, her parents will come pick her up, and take her away… if she tells them that she doesn't agree with this, they'll simply tell her it's not her choice, that she needs to ‘help her family’ who has only ever tried to control her her entire life… maybe… maybe this really is her best option… She sits quietly thinking to herself about her options…

[solcheeky]

[N’- 0] facetime

— mark lee ver. 11

“It’s really empty?” You say to Mark on your screen

He looks left and right again, “yeah, like, no one,” he looks back at you then leans in, “you should totally join me, haha.”

You glance at the digital clock on your night stand: 11:04PM

You shrug, “yeah, I’ll come.” It’s not like you had anything else to do.

You pull yourself up from your bed to find something warm to wear over your sweats

“Wait, really?” Mark stops walking and stares wide-eyed at you as you casually pull on your warmest coat, “that was a joke.”

Kind of. He was half-joking. Honestly, he wouldn’t mind your company, he just didn’t have the guts yet to actually ask you upfront

Plus, wasn’t inviting someone (particularly his crush) out a night for a walk by the river kind of... romantic?

Mark shakes his fringe out of his eyes to get rid of anymore of those thoughts

“I don’t mind,” you place your phone on the ground and speak up a bit as you pull on your shoes, “you’re just outside campus right? I mean, that isn’t too far.”

“Yeah, not far but it’s cold!” You hear him exaggerating his shivers through your earphones and laugh a little

“Wanna borrow a hoodie or something? I can bring one?”

Immediately Mark feels his ears flare up. “No! Don’t- Don’t do that,” he doesn’t think that’ll be a good idea, “it’s cold, but I like it. It feels good, you know?”

You laugh when he exaggeratedly yells out that feels good once more. “Nope, sorry Mark, I don’t know about that.” 

“Oh,” he pauses and another gush of wind blurs over the mic. “Oops,” he laughs.

“Stupid.” You laugh as you pick up your phone and head out of your dorm

Once you make it to where he was wandering about, you realize that Mark was absolutely right; no one was at the river at all

At least all the more easier it was to spot him

He was the only figure standing there, donned in a huge puffed up jacket, shoulders scrunched up and knees bending alternatively to stop the cold

“You can hang up now.” The wind blows harder and Mark spins around to search for you with a scrunched up face

You hear him giggle into the mic before he hangs up and shouts your name

“It’s coolllddd!!!!” He doesn’t drop his volume even as you approach him

“It’s soooo cold!” Then he’s wriggling his face real close to yours 

You bite back a grin and punch at his arm, “I did offer you another hoodie you know?”

Mark groans, rubbing at his bicep and lifting his knees as he giggles a little more

“I know,” then he lifts himself up with a sigh and turns to you, a boyish grin plastered on his face, “it’s fine.”

He reaches over to pull your hoodie carefully over your head, “let’s go.”

Inevitably, it doesn’t take long until you both get tired of trying to walk and talk against the wind picking up from the river, that you decide to take a comfortable stop at a bench a little deeper into the park

Hands stuffed in his pockets, Mark stretches out his legs straight on his heels and hits his back into the back of the bench with a sigh. “It’s still kinda cold here though.”

You have your arms folded over your chest to shield the cold too, “do you want to go back?”

Mark tucks his chin into the neck of his zipped up jacket. Not really. He didn’t want to go just yet. “Do you?” He pivots his head till you can make eye-contact

You shake your head

And Mark can’t help but smile a little behind his mask

“Not if you don’t.” You say, “I can stand the cold away from the river a little more.”

Mark hums in agreement and lets out a long yawn, his shoulders shuddering at the end of it

“Mark,” you catch his attention again and pat your shoulder nearest to him

He blinks. “Like..?” He tilts his head a little to the side gesturing to lean onto your shoulder as if to ask whether he’s interpreted your action right

You nod and pat your shoulder again in assurance

Mark squeezes his hands into fists in the depths of his pockets out of nervousness

With a gulp, he lets himself shuffle a little closer to you

It’s just leaning on a shoulder, right? No problem with that, friends totally do that. Mark hesitantly lowers his head down, plush into the warmth between the dip of your shoulder.

“Better?” You’re so close he feels your voice vibrate into his chest

Mark takes a moment to reply

“Won’t Doyoung get mad or something?” He mumbles behind his mask

You have to replay his words in your head once more

What did that mean? “Doyoung?” Sitting like this you can’t read his face

“Yeah,” Mark’s a little nervous to ask but he also always kind of wanted to know, “aren’t you guys... I don’t know, something?”

Oh, you pause.

Oh. You hold back a laugh. Sure, you were really close with Doyoung but you weren’t anything more than friends if that’s what he was wondering.

With a soft smile, you hum a ‘no’ and lean your head on top of his.

“Oh.” Mark feels his face burn up again. Jeez, he just can’t help but smile a little

At least behind his mask you couldn’t catch it...

You feel his shoulder relax a little. “Good,” he accidentally mutters

But you catch his words anyway. Good, you grin.

[minute masterlist]: up next ↣ kim jungwoo

[nsheetee]

sweet iced tea | haechan

pairing: music major!haechan x barista!reader genre: coffee shop au | fluff, humor summary: when you meet haechan, you think he might be the most annoying customer you’ve ever had, but you deal with his games for the sake of your bosses. when the cafe’s fundraiser rolls around, you get the chance to hear haechan’s amazing singing voice, and decide that maybe he’s not too bad.

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this is a part of the moonlight cafe series — please read the preface before continuing reading

he swaggers in, tongue pushed against his teeth and hands in his pockets

the bell that chimes above the door is like his personal background music- it follows him all the way up to the counter

you have to say, you’re thoroughly intrigued by the time he gets up to the cash register

he looks you up and down as he leans his elbow against the pastry display case

“hey sweets, where’s tae?” he asks you in a playful voice

“-yong or -il?” you ask, raising an eyebrow and leaning your hip against the counter

he chuckles at your question, lifts his baseball cap off his head to fix his hair, and pulls it back down 

you wonder if he’s trying to show off to you- you can tell he’s flexing his jaw and his arm as he fixes his hat

“I'm looking for the moon. he usually works friday nights?”

“not anymore. I work weekend nights now.” your new customer tilts his head, his facade dropping for only a second to show confusion on his face

“does that mean I'll get to see your pretty face here every friday night? beats staring at my stale-bread-looking older brother.” 

your eyes widen at his words 

this kid is taeil’s brother?

but he’s so..... bizarre and taeil’s so................ normal

“step brothers, right?” the guys smirk drops off his face as he digests your minor burn

he doesn’t have the chance to say anything back because the door chimes once again and more people step into line to order

“is there something I can get for you?” you ask, as if the past 5 minutes didn’t even happen

“a sweet iced tea” he mumbles, pulling out his wallet

you quickly make his drink and decide to add a cookie to his order- just because you would have to throw them out soon anyway and didn’t want to waste them

as you come back to the counter, he raises an eyebrow as he holds out some money

“I didn’t order a cookie?” 

you grab his money and place all of it in the tip jar, sliding his food to him

“it’s on the house. I can help who’s next?” you reply skillfully, making him drop any trace of a smile on his face, surprised that you can ward him off so easily

it’s not the last time he comes into the cafe

absolutely not the last time

he never told you his name, and you eventually decide to ask taeil if he’s actually related to the weird guy that comes in to bother you every friday night

“oh, haechan? yeah, that’s my little brother,” taeil laughed wholly when you talked to him, “just give him whatever he orders and keep the receipt, I'll take care of it.”

despite getting his drink for basically without charge, he always orders the least expensive thing on the menu: a sweet iced tea

but that doesn’t stop him from leaning over the counter to very loudly ask you to add in a few extra pumps of sweetener

he sits in the middle of the cafe, in the center of all the buzz and craziness when the friday evening rush hits

he keeps his straw permanently in his mouth, leaning back on two legs in his chair, and scrolling through his phone

of course, whenever you leave your area behind the counter and venture out to the tables to hand out orders, he always has to add in his little, extra comments:

“woah, six iced americanos? it’s not dead week yet. you better tip the amazing barista that had to put up with you!” he practically screamed across the cafe and pointed a blaming finger at the group of girls who ordered the iced coffees

when it seemed like every person was ordering a million food items, he took the initiative to come help you “okay, what do you need me to do?” “haechan, you’ll get in trouble, you can’t be back here.” “actually, I can’t get in trouble ‘cause I don’t work here.” “that’s exactly why you’ll get in trouble.”

“excuse me, ma’am, this is not what I ordered. I'm gonna need a reimbursement.” he taps his cheek, “in the form of a kiss.” “haechan, please be quiet before I have to quit my job out of embarrassment.”

pretty soon, his “helpfulness” turns into the aspects of your friday night shift that make your eye twitch and probably the reason you found a gray hair this morning

you hope with the presence of your bosses this friday night, haechan will tone it down- or even better, not show up at all

but alas, he walks into the cafe right on time

“woah, what’s going on here?” haechan approaches the cash register where you’re counting money, but looks towards the brick wall of the cafe where taeyong and taeil are setting up a small stage, a backdrop, some strobe lights, and a sign that reads “Moonlight Cafe Karaoke Fundraiser!”

“can’t you read? knowing you, probably not.” you don’t look up from your counting and haechan pouts at you

“aww, c’mon, don’t be like that.” he leans his head between your face and your hands, blocking your view of the money

“I lost count, thanks.” you sigh, restarting your counting

“it’s okay!” haechan sings, “I'll help you.” he reaches his whole hand into the penny compartment and dumps out the coins on the counter, counting them one by one

“haechan!” taeil greets his younger brother with a clap on the back, “you have to join our fundraiser next friday night.”

“sorry, I only join fundraiser where I take my shirt off or eat.” haechan sighs and shrugs while you fake gag at his words

“oh, this is right up your alley. for every whole song someone sings for the crowd, we’ll give $25 towards the remodeling of the auditorium.” taeyong replies this time, and haechan perks his ears up

“that’s all I have to do? bro, I'm gonna make you bankrupt.” haechan lays his hand sympatheticly on taeil’s arm 

“I think there should be a requirement to have a good voice to even consider singing a song.” you speak up, finally finishing counting the money in the cash register and fully joining the conversation

“oh, haechan has a good voice.” taeyong speaks up, “he’s a music major.” you're eyes turn into the size of dinner plates as you look between your bosses and haechan

“really?” you never thought about what haechan’s major is, but you never in a million years would think it’s music

maybe it’s because his shrill yelling every friday night has absolutely ruined your like for even his normal speaking voice, you can’t fathom what his singing voice sounds like

“oh, now I'm definitely singing next friday night, if anything then to prove y/n that I'm a god when it comes to music.” haechan leans closer to you, bopping your nose to gain your attention and stun you at the same time, “I'll serenade you, sweets.”

you grimace at the feeling in your chest his pet name brings you, and even more at how he smirks at you

it’s not the first time your heart feels like it’s about to fly away when you look at him, and you’re at the point where you’re hitting yourself for falling deeper into your feelings

you can’t help it, something about him is irresistible to you

no matter how much you want to rip your hair out whenever you’re around him

“maybe I'll quit before friday.”

but you don’t

and before you know it, the next friday night rolls around

the cafe is more packed tonight than any other night you’ve worked, and for the first time, taeyong and taeil are behind the counter working with you to provide food and drinks for everyone that comes in to enjoy the music

just like any other friday night, haechan walks in through the doors

the jingling of the bells seem to sound different when it’s him pushing the door open

your heart dumbly flips when you make eye contact with him; he’s more dressed up tonight, the top few buttons of his button up undone, wearing  an expensive looking watch

you can tell he styled his hair and really tried with his look tonight

and man, it’s definitely affecting you

“your drink, haechan.” you slid over a straw and his sweet iced tea 

“aw, it’s so cute that you memorized my order.” he coos and rips open the straw, sticking it into the lid 

“it helps that you order it every time you’re here.” you mumble

he begins to walk away as he sips, but abruptly stops and turns around

“is there... extra sweetener in here?” he asks, looking up at you with the most perplexed face you’ve ever seen on him

haechan didn't even have to beg for you to add any extra pumps this time

“yeah,” you mumble with your head down, pretending to focus on wiping the counter, “for good luck.”

“you’re getting too soft with me, sweets” haechan walks back to the counter, taping the spot you keep focusing on to make you look up at him, “don’t stop. it’s cute.”

and with that he walks away, leaving you to attempt to hide the affects of how much his words moved you

soon, the fundraiser starts and several people go up on stage to sing a song

you meet doyoung and johnny, who are both close friends of taeil and taeyong and who also graduated from this same university

when they got up on stage to each sing a song, you were absolutely blown away by their talent and their voices

even taeil went up to sing, and you were amazed by his powerful and skilled voice

it only made you more curious about haechan

it has been almost an hour, and he still hasn’t gone up to the mic for his song 

you wonder if he chickened out, but when taeil finishes, haechan stands up from his seat and walks to take the mic out of taeil’s hand

you move from behind the counter to lean against the other side of it next to taeyong, getting a good look at the stage where haechan is plugging his phone into the speaker

“hello everyone. I'm haechan, taeil’s brother, here to make my him and taeyong go bankrupt,” the audience laughs at his small joke and haechan eats it up, making you scoff

“this song is for the pretty barista who I've been flirting with for the past few weeks. I don’t think she noticed, so I hope this makes my intentions clear.”

he looks straight at you as he speaks, making your eyes widen at his unexpected words

you look over at taeyong for an explanation, but he only shrugs and laughs

the music starts, a slow and swing-y melody rings out of the speakers and stuns you

haechan is actually going to serenade you

with the cafe lights dimmed and the only focus on haechan, he looks like a different man than from what you’ve gotten to know these past few weeks

he looks a bit more serious; he makes eye contact with you from across the cafe, yet still somehow draws the entire audience in with his lush singing

for a second, you forget where you are

haechan’s voice is that powerful

his voice, which was formerly imprinted in your mind as the eagle-like screeching he likes to use when at the store, is now reminding you of the smooth milk you steam for lattes, and the cotton of newly washed bed sheets, and of everything that makes you melt from utter softness

it feels like he’s singing directly to your soul, and the lyrics make you blush:

“I found a dream that I could speak to, a dream that I can call my own.” he walks off the stage, down the steps and through the maze of tables and chairs

people move to let him through, some chatter rises as he walks towards you

“I found a dream to press my cheek to. A thrill that I have never known.” he approaches you, and taeyong holds you in place as you try to squirm away from the spot light

“Oh, yeah, you smile and then the spell was cast, and here I am in heaven. For you are mine, at last.” as the song ends, people clap for haechan and the cafe lights turn on 

he doesn’t look away from you, keeping the microphone comfortably pressed to his lips

“hopefully, I can call you mine?” he asks you in a whisper, but his voice is still amplified by the microphone

the audience anticipates your answer, an eery quietness blanketing the room, all eyes on you

you stay silent, the amount of attention on you making you scared to speak up

“just say yes!’” taeil calls out from his seat, “please, he’ll be so annoying at home if you don’t. I'll give you a raise!” the crowd laughs and haechan sends his brother a glare before turning back to you

“yes, okay.” you finally respond and the cafe erupts into applause 

haechan hands the mic to taeyong who walks it to the next person at the stage

soon, everyone forgets about you and haechan as the lights dim once again and the next person begins their song

haechan takes taeyong’s spot next to you against the counter

“you couldn’t ask me out like a normal person?” you whisper, turning to him 

“that wouldn’t be any fun. plus, your face was so red. I'll never forget this.” he cackles silently

for a minute, you both stand in comfortable silence while watching the next person perform an upbeat song that has the audience singing and clapping along

the colorful strobe lights above the stage are turned on and they swing around the cafe, making you feel like you’re in a kaleidoscope 

“you’re serious, right? about going out with me?” haechan’s tentative tone makes you turn to look at him

he’s leaning into you, his eyes curious and slightly nervous 

he’s worried you might’ve been pressured into saying yes with almost a hundred people watching you

you take note how he looks more nervous asking you this question than performing in front of a whole room of people

the colorful lights hit his tan skin every once in a while and a few beads of sweat roll down his forehead from performing 

he may be a bit annoying at times, but you decide that you wouldn’t have it any other way

“of course, I'm serious.” you reassure him

he smiles brightly at you, and you reach out to pinch his cheek lovingly

he laughs some more, leaning in abruptly to peck the side of your head and letting out an obnoxious “mwah” afterwards

“is it too late to take it back?”

“nope, sorry. you’re stuck with me, and I expect you to put extra sweetener in my tea every time from now on.”

“yeah, in your dreams.”

[avmisworld]

Masterlist:

NCT:

IMAGINES:

“Pancakes and Lazy Mornings”- Na Jaemin

“Before I go to sleep, I imagine you’re by my side”- Lee Haechan

“All you are is all I’ll ever need”- Lee Mark

“Love is like a roller-coaster”- Park Jisung

PROMPTS:

Haechan as your boyfriend

NCT Dream as your BFF’s

Lucas as your boyfriend

Wayv as your classmates

REACTIONS:

NCT 127- Reaction to your aeygo

NCT Dream- Reaction to you wanting to cuddle

NCT- Reaction to you being small

NCT- Reaction to a member catching you making out

WayV- Reaction to you being insecure about your body

NCT Dream- Reaction to you being clumsy

NCT 127- Reaction to you jamming to their songs

NCT Dream reaction to you calling them petnames

NCT Dream reaction to you wearing a sexy outfit

WayV when you wear their clothes

TIME STAMPS:

9:54 P.M.- Park Jisung

10:03 P.M.- Lee Haechan

BTS:

TIME STAMPS:

7:19 A.M.- Jeon Jungkook

1:41 A.M.- Jeon Jungkook

REACTIONS:

Reaction to you being drunk

Reaction to you crying

Reaction to you calling them “oppa”

Reaction to you hurting yourself by accident

When they say “I love you” first 

Reaction to you acting cute

Reaction to your first meeting

When they’re jealous

When you annoy them

When you’re pregnant

BTS on your first date

BTS when you prank them

BTS when you initiate skinship

BTS when you call them handsome

BTS when they meet your parents

BTS when you catch them staring at you

BTS when you argue/fight

BTS when you're lonely

BTS when they miss you during tour

BTS when you work out together

PROMPTS:

As your older brothers

Their favorite places to kiss you

During “locking arms with strangers” prank

Pick-up lines

Jungkook as your boyfriend

IMAGINES:

“My Mafia Girlfriend”- Kim Taehyung

“Love at first sight (sign)”- Jeon Jungkook

"In sickness and health, let me be yours"- Taekook

Stray Kids:

REACTIONS:

Reaction to you wearing their hoodie

Reaction to you falling asleep on them

Reaction to you accidentally cursing

Reaction to you back-hugging them

Reaction to you crying

ATEEZ:

REACTIONS:

ATEEZ when you have a nightmare

ATEEZ when you sit on their lap

ATEEZ when you're on your period

ATEEZ when you wear their clothes

ATEEZ when you flinch during an argument

Got7:

Reaction to you cursing

Got7 when they're missing you on tour

Reaction to you flinching during a fight

GOT7 when they are jealous

Tomorrow X Together:

REACTIONS:

TXT when you’re sick

TXT when you're short

TXT when you're a clingy, whiny drunk

TXT when you kiss for the first time

TXT when they meet your ex

Superm:

REACTIONS:

Superm when you're scared of horror movies

Superm reaction to you kissing them out of nowhere

Monsta X:

REACTIONS:

Monsta X when you fight

Enhypen:

REACTIONS:

Enhypen when they have a crush on you

Enhypen when you're having trouble sleeping

Enhypen reaction to your bad eating habits

Seventeen:

REACTIONS:

Seventeen reaction to you being shy

[blackopiu-m]

loverboy

pairing : college student!Park Jisung, college student!Reader

Genre : fluff

Warnings : none (?) ok maybe not proofread + english not my native language

yall be kind im noob writer

You fell asleep in the bus on your way to school

If it wasn’t for the cutie emo boy who noticed your university emblem in your backpack

You would’ve fucked up biggie

“Um…excuse me, this is the university stop” he said shyly smiling before getting off the bus

You had to submit your psychology assignment before class starts

Thanks to emo boy who saved your ass you had now time to run to the class and talk to your professor

Ms. Seo, your psychology professor, is someone you admire and she loves how you are passionate about the science she teaches

But err, you have been procrastinating on this assignment for a month now

“Look who finally decided it was time to be serious” she said while you were handing her the papers

“it’s just…a lot of things happened ma’am, I had troubles fixing my schedule at the library and it stressed me so much”

“Alright, I will check it later, go take a seat.”

You took a seat at the back of the class –just in case- you needed to get that sleep

Psychology was your only class for the day

So after the class ended you went to check up on the new assistant in the library

Now that you became a librarian with an income

Hehe money + books = all you could ask for=love

It was part of your job to help the first year students who are going to become librarians toonext year

My assistant is a drama student

She’s so tall; I think she’s 170cm tall?

She was pretty

And pretty famous

The amount of people I catch taking glances at her..whew

I mean she is SO cute

And I look like a potato when I’m standing close to her

My ass 162cm what did you expect

“y/n, hi!” she said all excited “you’re finally here, my first class professor was absent so I decided I could help Kun out here…Oh also, some documents that were supposed to be back yesterday aren’t here…” she said frowning at her notepad

“it’s not that big of a problem, don’t worry, did you tell Kun about it? By the way where is he?” I put my backpack at the receptionist desk, aka my and Kun’s desk then headed to the staff room

“KUN”

Oh here he is

“Kun bestie”

“what do you want” he said, not raising his head from the pile of books he was organizing

“someone forgot to bring back books, what do we do?”

He sounds pissed but trust me he’s not, he’s just busy

He’s a l w a y s busy

Okay not when I need him to help me

Mf such a softie I love him so much

We’ve been besties for two years

But sadly he’s graduating this year :(

I remember he picked me up when it was raining, after I got stood up hhh

That man is my angel

“the ones first year told me about? Don’t worry Jisung will bring them tomorrow, he just texted me”

“Jisung? Who is that?”

“ second year drama student, he’s friends with renjun you don’t know him” he said, finally raising his head from the pile

“I don’t know him, i haven’t talked to renjun in a while”

You got off the shift at 7pm

Kun was in charge of the night shift tonight

Now you can go home

And

s l e e p

of course, your brain had to play all of your embarrassing episodes before it shuts down

and you just remembered the bus guy

man, you forgot you snort while sleeping

bye

this embarrassment is just hitting you

but the guy was cute

and he attends the same uni as you

he was a potential boyfie and you ruined it y/n loser

you have to stop thinking about him and s l e e p

come on you can do it

the next day, all of your classes were online

but you had a night shift starting at 7pm

you threw on a blouse over your cute-brown turtle neck

+ your laptop

Then headed to the library

You discussed with Kun about the internships and the real adult world he will be facing next year

Then he had to leave at 8pm

People were still studying

And you were working on another assignment waiting for the Jisung boy to show up

Half an hour later

You were now watching random youtube videos sitting at your receptionist desk when you felt a silhouette approaching

You raised your head to meet

Emo boy? Cute emo boy?

“Oh, bus guy, what can I help you with?” you said smiling

“Oh hi…I-I am Jisung, I thought Kun is on the night shift today…”

“Ah you’re the drama class boy, don’t worry Kun told me about you ^^ are you giving the books back now?”

“Ah I actually I will need them for two more hours, d-don’t worry I will give them back today promise!”

You chuckled at how cute he was

Aaaa you both were the same age but

He was mocha

You were potato

He’s also so tall? Almost the same height as Kun woah? 180cm damn

“It’s okay, good luck on your work!” you cheered

It was almost midnight, the end of your shift

By that time all students have left exept for Jisung

You thought you could give him some more time to finish whatever assignment he was working on

Twenty minutes past midnight

Ok Jisung you are cute, but I need sleep to be cute too

You finally got up from your desk to go check up on him

And he was…?

Sleeping

You freezed for a second then tried to wake him up

“hey, Jisung, wake up, it’s late”

You lightly nudged his shoulder

And he got up

Hooray

“Oh my, I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t realize it was getting late” he started panicking and packing up his stuff

“It’s okay haha, I just need the two books, and you’re free to leave!”

“The books! Yes the books, oh my god I’m so sorry, here” he handed you the books then got out of the library in a hurry

You put the books back where they belong and checked it up on the library’s system

You turned off the lights then closed the building doors

What surprised you though was

Jisung waiting by the door

“It’s late…and you waited for me. I mean you stayed more than your shift t-to not wake me up, I feel sorry…I can walk you home” he said, a blush glowing in his cheeks

“oh you don’t have to! Really, you don’t have to! There are still people using the same road as me at this time, so I won’t be alone!”

“but still-“

“Jisung, it’s not a big deal, don’t worry and get home safe!”

“since you insist, give me your number, how much time will it take for you to get home?”

The confident aura omg? Is this the same person that was stuttering and blushing two minutes ago

You smirked “ nice move, I like you already”

“0XXX-XXX-XXX, call me in about half an hour!”

“and…your name?”

“y/n” you said before leaving “good night!”

“good…night y/n!”

h-hi ha how u like that?

how was this?

bulleted aus are my forte £|’dnsl

[nightswithnct]

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐮𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝:

gender neutral

very protective

romantic as heck

likes buying little things that remind him of your relationship

always seems to have his hands on you

skin contact helps him to stay grounded not like that ya nasties because his life can get hectic

his constant is you in his chaos

if he is dating you, then he is deeply, deeply in love

he strikes me as the kinda guy that will wait to date “the one”

giant softie

the perfect cuddle buddy

his height makes it easier for him to completely envelope you

makes him comfortable knowing his love is all safe and secure in his embrace and he can protect them

deep 3am chats kids

if you're sad, he would literally walk on hot coal if it meant he could see you smile

would die for you his extra ass 

he is in this relationship for the long run- he plans to spend the rest of his days with you and maybe even starting a family with you, depending on your views about kids

prefers to sleep on the side of the bed that is closest to the door so if anything bad happens (like a break in idk), he can protect you

struggles to sleep without you

presses kisses against your head whenever he can

back!hugs!

he just loves holding you close

boyfriend material honestly ahhhh

𝗮/𝗻 𝗵𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀! 𝗶 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁. 𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝘂𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝗮𝗳𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝘄��'𝗿𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗹𝘆 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲! 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 :)

[mochikis]

angelcore!jaemin

mark | renjun | jeno | donghyuck | jaemin | chenle | jisung

imagine… just imagine cupid jaemin

thats basically what angelcore!jaemin is

softest heart and brightest smile, his mere presence heal hearts

jaemin boasts good looks, grades, relationships and cooking skills but he remains humble, so much so that people occasionally get mad at him

because of his nature to forget and forgive, people use him for their own gains

that’s when he met you, when you stood up for him when someone “accidentally” poured coffee on him you later learn that it was his brand new off-white sweatshirt that got completely ruined

in order to repay you, he wanted to help you with your longtime crush

at first you doubted whether he’d be able to do a good job but his interpersonal skills proved to be a great assist to you

using his delicate language, he was able to help you secure a date

because of how happy you were you hugged jaemin out of joy

jaemin awkwardly moved his hand behind your back to give you a gentle pat

when you pulled away, your smile was blinding. a genuine smile unlike his own business-like smiles

it was at that moment when his heart jumped in his ribcage and it hurts

you didn’t know why jaemin’s smile fell but you continued to beam at him

speaking so fast jaemin could barely keep up, only catching words like “date” and “outfit”

a small fire of jealousy burned in him

jaemin wanted to be the one who saw you all dressed up

jaemin heard the devil-like voices in his head

“cancel the date”, “you have the boy’s number don’t you?” and “he would understand”

jaemin shook his head, clearing it before focusing back on you and your voice

"hey jaemin, do you think you can help me pick an outfit?"

jaemin realises the trap he would walk into but he says yes anyway

on the day

"nana nana! how do i look"

jaemin smiles, a hint of pain laced in the way his lips curled

"y/n, you always look good"

you were flustered but... why?

why did it feel like your heart was about to burst with both pain and happiness?

there was no time for you to comprehend your own emotions as jaemin locked his eyes with you

“can’t you stay with me instead?”