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ly-sona · 3 years ago

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[❀] ❝ issues 。lee haechan ❞

❀ pair: haechan x gn!reader ❀ tags: relationship drama ❀ au: established relationship, non-idol ❀ warnings: angst ❀ word count: 1,148 ❀ status: completed

even the most perfect couples can have the rarest of understanding issues—this was no different.

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“I told you I don’t have a choice!” Haechan exclaimed, placing his things down on the kitchen countertop of their apartment.

“You always have a choice,” you rolled your eyes, sinking further into the couch in disappointment. “To think I could actually believe your words.”

Haechan was starting to get frustrated—annoyed at the situation he couldn’t control. Today was your three-year anniversary, and you were supposed to have the entire day together. But, Haechan had volunteered to fill in for his team last minute, canceling their plans.

To say you were disappointed was the least.

Usually, you would be understanding. You yourself had a cafe to run and were busy most days. It hurt you though. It hurt that you couldn’t spend such an important day with the one you loved most.

He was disappointed too. He hadn’t realized the day it landed on when he’d volunteered, and now there was no backing out. He was just wanting her to be a little more understanding of his side, but today wasn’t going well.

"I told you I didn’t know!”

“You always say that!”

“Well, what should I do?! Not go and get fired?!”

“This always happens! Can’t you be a little more careful?!”

“I can’t do anything here!” Haechan’s voice breaks at the end, the emotions flying out of him with that last line. The last thing he wanted to do was argue on your anniversary.

“Should I leave then?” you asked. Tears filled your eyes, but you immediately wiped them away. Instead, you opted to grab your bag anyway and walk to the front door.

Haechan immediately rushed over to you, gently placing his hand on your shoulder. “N/n, please…”

You quickly retracted from his touch, rushing over to the door.

“D-Don’t go.”

His voice cracked once again.

You almost paused, the tone of his voice causing you to waver in your footsteps. Instead, you shook your head.

“Don’t worry about me. Go to your damn meeting.”

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When Haechan got home, he had opened the door to an empty house. Everything was left exactly how he had it when he’d somberly walked out of your home.

Sighing, he placed his things down and sat on the couch, blankly staring into the distance.

He couldn’t stop thinking about this morning.

He’d texted you multiple times—called you even. Eventually, he realized you weren’t ready to talk yet and opted to ask your friends if you were at least alright.

He felt as though he was trapped—he knew he should’ve made sure before volunteering to fill in. But, it was too late. Now he sat here with the consequences of his actions.

You weren’t too far off—just a few apartments down in your best friend’s. You sat on the bed, thousands of thoughts rushing through your head as what happened earlier came back.

I shouldn’t have done that.

He wasn’t in the wrong—you realized that. You were so caught up in your emotions that you burst out at him, something that was extremely unnecessary. You shouldn’t have walked out on him. Now, you were too afraid to go back and face everything.

I need to go apologize.

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After an hour of wallowing in your emotions, you forced yourself to stand up, almost stumbling over your feet. Your hands traced over the harsh wood of the door before your palms wrapped themselves around the metal doorknob. Despite the chilling touch of metal, you didn’t flinch.

No, you were too focused on your destination to care.

Each step seemed daunting. Each moment that passed seemed to suffocate you more. The feeling of guilt and regret washed over you again and again in a never-ending cycle, lulling you to apologize.

Soon, your footsteps slowed and you found yourself in front of the door to home.

Home sweet home.

What have I done?

Using the spare key firmly fit within your left palm, you attempted to unlock the door. Your hands trembled as they twisted the key. You could hear your heartbeat in your ears as you tried to listen for the noise that signified the unlocked door.

Click!

Soon, you found yourself walking inside almost soundlessly. Your eyes glanced across the apartment.

Everything seemed to be exactly how you’d left it—as if time froze after their argument. You had hoped to see some sign of life, some sign that Haechan was even remotely okay.

He didn’t leave, did he?

Uneasy, you walked toward the bedroom, your feet unconsciously dragging you. Soon, you found your palms twisting the bedroom doorknob open gingerly.

When you opened the door, however, the sight in front of you broke your heart.

Sound asleep on the floor of your bedroom was Haechan, uncomfortably situated and turning often in his sleep. He was still dressed in the formal clothes he’d worn to work, not even having removed his watch.

You quickly ran over to him, placing your hand on his arm as you looked at his. The slightest tear stains surrounded the outlines of his eyes—signifying that he’d cried.

He cried. He never cries.

Unknowingly, your mere presence had brought him out of his disturbed slumber, and he slowly blinked as his eyes met yours.

“Y-Y/n?” his voice croaked out as he slowly awoke.

You quickly nodded your head before looking down at your hands, fidgeting. You didn’t think he would accept the apology. Hell, you basically ruined your third anniversary with your petty, selfish thoughts. He had no reason to accept.

“H-Haechan,” you breathed out, already tearing up before you could apologize in full. “I-I’m sorry. It wasn’t your fault, I promise.”

Haechan looked up at you, barely responding for a minute as he tried to take your words in. His face was blank as he hadn’t properly woken up yet, and his eyes were faded and distant.

You let out a sigh, realizing that there was no use. It wasn’t a miraculous fix—you thought you needed to apologize to him with much more sincerity, even if this was already utmost.

Just as you turned to move away, you were pushed into a bone-crushing hug and warmth surrounded you. Haechan quickly wrapped his arms around you, refusing to let go.

“I’m sorry too,” he started, taking in a deep breath. “I should’ve paid more attention and told you beforehand.”

His voice instantly caused you to break into tears once again as you quickly hugged him back, burying your face in his shoulders to muffle your tears. Hearing your sobs broke his heart, and he immediately teared up as well. He comfortingly rubbed your back with his left hand, trying to reassure you that everything was okay.

“I-I’m sorry,” you hiccuped, pulling back slightly to look him in the eyes. “I love you.”

Haechan shook his head, leaning in to press a comforting kiss on your lips, short and full of sincere emotions.

“I love you too.”

unedited

completed: 11/20/21

a/n: hehe i wrote this for 400 followers on wattpad! its my first nct one-shot so enjoy :D

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nctficrec · 3 years ago

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Title: Red Inked Wrist

Author: bunnyoonoh Length: two-shot Status: ongoing Rated: M Genre: Angst, AU, College AU, hurt/comfort, Soulmates AU Warning: Minor Character death, Rejection, Self-harm, implied-suicide

Summary: Renjun, for the majority of his life, has planned out how he would live his life the moment he met his soulmates.

He wasn’t ready what to do when both of his soulmates rejected him.

{AO3}

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leesohnmp3 · 4 years ago

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I HAVE A GOOD IDEA FOR A FANFIC FOR ALL MY FANFIC WRITERS!!!!

Okay so this is my idea for an NCT(ot21) ff. So NCT has added another unit but this time it’s an all girls unit. Of course the reader is in the unit, with some other girls. But here’s the thing, there are always bad people trying to go after the boys , and so the company hired a group of highly trained assassins(the girl unit) to protect the boys at all costs. But the boys don’t know they are there to protect them. The reader can maybe be infatuated with one of the members (any is good, but of course you can write the story however you want, this is just an idea that came in my mind one day) I don’t know if I explained it good or what, you can add whatever you like to this idea or change some of it , maybe even make it into a mafia ff? Do whatever you want but I KNOW A LOT OF YOU WRITERS CAN MAKE A BOMBASS STORY !

#angst #fluff #kpop reactions #kpop ff #nct #fanfiction #smut #nctff #nctimagines #nct fluff #nct 127 #nct au #nct smut #nct angst #nct dream #wayv

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nctxdreamies · 4 years ago

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playlist: kim wooseok - the winter, nct 127 - make your day, exo-cbx - someone like you

12:47 pm

it’s pretty late at night and you’re just walking home from studying for hours in the public library. the wind is giving you chills up your back and hitting you hard in the face. suddenly you hear thunder and see a strike of lightning in the sky, and of course it starts raining. it’s already really cold and now there’s rain, which makes it worse to walk home in. you quickly take shelter under a bus stop and it’s pretty dark since you’re walking away from the city. you wait there for about fifteen minutes until it stops raining and you continue your journey back home. as you were walking your phone starts ringing and you take it out of your pocket to see none other than jung jaehyun your boyfriend calling you.

“hey y/n? when are you going to be home? it’s really late and cold outside, i’m worried for you...” his voice is shaking through the phone.

“don’t worry i’m ten minutes away, i’ll be home before you know it!” you tell him reassuringly.

“alright, i’ll be waiting for you! if you ever feel unsafe just call me and i’ll always be here to pick it up!” he hangs up the phone.

you put your phone back into your pocket and just smile on your home because of what he told you. you never would’ve thought that you would have the best boyfriend in the world. by the time you reach your apartment you’re already soaking wet, but something surprises you at the entrance of the apartment.

“hi y/n! i’ve been waiting for you.” jaehyun runs up to you and hugs you.

“aw you’re so sweet, thanks for waiting you really didn’t need to!” you return the hug.

you two release the hug and he notices how wet and cold you are, so he takes of his big comfy sweater and puts it around you. you love wearing his hoodies since they’re the comfiest and they smell just like him. you two head down the lobby and into the elevator.

“how was your studying?” jaehyun asks you.

“tiring like always! i just want to be done with school...” you tell him with an exhausted look on your face.

“don’t worry, i know you can do it! i’ll always be here cheering you on and supporting you!” he tells you with a smile.

you can’t help but smile back because those dimples on his face literally make it impossible to not smile back. the way up the elevator is quiet since you’re very tired and jaehyun doesn’t want to make you stressed out so he just keeps quiet as well. it seemed really awkward in there but he broke the awkwardness by giving you the biggest hug. once he hugged you, it felt like all your worries went away, like a weight has been lifted off your shoulders. jaehyun always makes you feel safe when you’re in his arms. the elevator stops at your floor and jaehyun releases the hug and signals you to get out of the elevator first. you two walk down the narrow hallway down to your apartment. jaehyun opens the door for you and when you walked in the first thing you could see is a pathway of rose petals and candles leading you somewhere.

“jaehyun what is this?” you turn around and ask him.

“just head inside!” he turns you back around so that you can start walking in.

jaehyun closes the door behind you and you continue walking inside, and you follow the pathway of roses and candles. it leads you to the couch where there’s a comfy setup ready for you two to watch a movie. there’s a warm blanket, some snacks, and drinks. this is the best thing that you’ve gotten all day, since you’ve been studying for the longest time ever.

“jaehyun this is so sweet!” you turn around and hug him.

“anything for you y/n, you work so hard and i’m so proud of you!” jaehyun hugs you tight.

you put your bag down and head to your room to get changed into comfy pajamas. you return to the couch and jaehyun is already there signaling you to come over and sit beside him. you head over to your spot and he brings you close to him and wraps you with the warmest blanket. jaehyun really made your day today.

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nctchubbygf · 5 years ago

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A good boy and a pillow

Taeyong x Reader

Smut, Sub!Taeyong,

Unlike every other day Taeyong isn’t awaiting your return the moment you walk into the apartment. The living room is dark and silent, you slip your shoes off at the door, and walk deeper into your home. The closer you get to the bedroom shallow breaths and moans waft into the hallway. At first listen your heart falls to the pit of your stomach expecting the worst. The moment you realize it is only the voice of your precious boyfriend you release a sigh of relief but you wonder what he could be doing, and how dare he do it without you.

You get the bedroom door that is just cracked enough for you to see clearly into the room. You’re eyes widen and a smirk work across your lips when you see Taeyong, his body completely bare as he’s knelled in a position you’re use to seeing him in as he faces the door. You’re pillow, stained in the lipstick you wore the night before was gripped tightly in his hands.

‘Y/N’ falls from his delicate lips as he thrusts into it. He bit down on his bottom lip as his thrusts became harder rubbing his sensitive tip against the soft plush pillow.

‘Aren’t you cute.’ Your voice startles Taeyong, who’s cheeks instantly flush bright red when he sees you. He falls back onto the bed, legs crossed in front of him as he lays the pillow over his lap. ‘You’re such a horny boy aren’t you?’ You walk over to the side of the bed closest to him,

‘I...’ Taeyong begins as his cheeks brighten in color, his smile shy as he avoids your eyes. ‘Yeah’ he giggles as you run your hand down his soft hair.

‘What did I tell you about not giving eye contact?.’ you cup his cheek in your hand and guide his eyes to meet yours.

‘It’s rude’ his voice was soft as his eyes were wide and bright.

‘Yes it is’ you spoke stern but softly. ‘Do you want to fuck my pillow for me’ you stroke his cheek with your thumb. ‘Be a good boy and show me everything you want to do to me on my pillow.’ you inched closer to his lips mere millimeters from them. A pout turns up on Taeyong’s lips as he whined for a kiss. ‘Go’ you pull away and point to the pillow in his lap.

‘Okay’ Taeyong returns to his knees and straddles the pillow. He leaned forward holding himself up by his arms and began grinding on the pillow as if he was between your thighs.

‘Show me how bad you want to fuck me’ you say as you walk to the end of the bed where he was facing. Your words cause his thrusts to quicken and his breathing to grow heavy. ‘You’re such a good boy’ you say as you begin to unbutton your shirt.

‘Y/N’ he sighs as he watches your hands undo each button one by one.’I need you’ he whines ‘I need you’ he begs. ‘Please.’

‘You need me?’ you mock him in a baby voice as your shirt falls to the floor

‘Yes, mommy’ He says softly with a smile.

‘No’ Your voice is stern as the sound of your skirt zipper rings in his ears. ‘You know not to call me that. Remember what being good gets you.’ You pull your skirt down, you step out of it and climb into the bed. You sit in front of him, a good distance away, close enough to touch but it’d take some effort to do so.

‘I mean, princess.’ his eyes shamelessly wonder the soft curves of your body,’So soft’ he says as he grows more aggressive with the pillow.

‘Me?’ you pull your bra strap down. ‘Or the pillow?’ you smile at him as you see his body shake. You look into his eyes to see the pure helplessness is his face as he gets closer to the edge

‘You’ he whines as he grinds harder into the pillow.

‘You’ve done enough.’ you sit up on your heels causing your thighs to spread. ‘Come here.’ you tap your lap.

Taeyong immediately climbs over the pillow and buries his face into the softness of your thighs.His hands grab as much of you as he can. He sighs into where your thighs meet.

‘You’re such a good boy’ you ruffle his hair as you feel his smile form against your skin.

‘I am?’ he looks up at you the brightness forever in his eyes.

‘Of course you are’ you run your hand down his back.

‘I’m your good boy’ he says before moving his face up to your tummy, his arms wrap around you, as his hands clearly fondle your bottom that more then overfills them.

‘You are my good boy’ you lay a kiss at the top of his head.

#taeyong #lee taeyong #nct #nct chubby gf #nct chubby #nct chubby imagine #nct chubby scenario #nct smut #subtaeyong #taeyong smut #nct smut fic #nctff

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joekbff · 4 years ago

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hi i’m looking for a mark lee fanfic um he gets amnesia and shit and it’s pretty angsty and shit and he makes the reader take off her engagement ring so they can start over again so if u know it, can u pls tell me bc i would appreciate it so much <3

#markleeff #nct imagine #nctff #nct

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matchaavocadojuice · 4 years ago

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[Fanfiction Cover Work Part4] Soft-and-Simple Series feat- NCT!

NOTE: Please don’t take this cover for your fanfic cause I will use it for my own! Instead, I can make a cover for your fanfic if you want! Just send dm to me <3 Annyeong! Udah lama banget kayanya sejak terakhir upload coverwork di sini hehe (nggaada yang nunggu juga sih:”)). Aku lagi suka banget sama NCT dan sekarang berstatus baby-czennie hehehe 🤭 🤭 Dari beberapa minggu yang lalu aku kepikiran buat ff cover buat beberapa biasku di sana. Eh nggak, aslinya ke satu orang aja, eh tapi gegara sekarang lagi comeback dan hebring banget jadi tetiba ngefeel aja buat bikin yang lainnya. Jadilah! Oiya, biasku ada Bang Taeil (ult<3), Kak Doy(oung), sama Baby (Ha)echan wkwkwk ▪ no couple, cuma feat OC aja soalnya fans mereka banyakan lebih suka BIM atau pokoknya nggak diship sama idol lain jadi yaudah huehue (aslinya punya kak doy aku bikin feat idol tapi pas ffnya kuupload di wattpad kayanya banyak yang nggaminat karena udah x idol duluan jadi yaudah aku ganti aja:() ▪ biasanya aku bikin cover dulu baru ffnya, tapi kali ini aku kepikiran ffnya dulu baru cover jadi title di covernya ngikutin cerita yang udah aku pikiran dan karakter masing-masing dari mereka hehe ▪ featuring texture art dalam folder legend milikku wkwk seneng bisa ngutak-atik mereka lagi🧡 🧡 freestyle banget asli ▪ aku lagi suka main brush! soft brush berwarna gitu hehe biar ngga putih2 doang. Khusus di cover punya haechan brush nya ada aku buat dia nguatin pesan cerita di covernya hehe tau dimana? ▪ punya kak doy tadinya ku rasa simple banget trus aku tambahin cutout orang dari folder bahan2 ps buat ngeposter gambar2 arsi wkwk lucu jadinyaa PS.: kemampuan yang muncul karena pengalaman itu benar adanya teman-teman. Makin lama rasanya kayak makin mahir aja huehue ya karena udah belajar prinsip2 desain:’) terimakasih arsitektur wkwkwk 🧡 Soalnya suka banget sama semua hasilnya, rame tapi tetep rapi dan sebenernya berkesan simple juga Seperti yang udah dibilang, aku ada nulis ff di wattpad, yuk main! https://www.wattpad.com/user/unicorndodae Sekian, bye! (PS lagi. Bonus foto scene siluet senja bang taeil dari mv from home huehue)

#cover #fanfiction #kpop #nct #nctfanfic #nctff #ffnct #taeil #doyoung #haechan

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lovelhc · 2 years ago

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─ .❛ LEE HAECHAN ₎ 🗞 ˀˀ

as your longtime school rival.

You and Haechan would always compete for the top, but he would always own it. Not until one day, as you read the bulletin board, you placed #1! You yelped in joy. Haechan scoffs behind you, you glared at him, “ha, how come mr. lee is under me now?” you crossed your arms. He lets out a soft chuckle and placed a smile on his lips, “cause i’m gonna be winning you from now on.” he winked and marched away from you, leaving you dumbfounded.

#haechan #leehaechan #haechanlee #leedonghyuck #donghyuck #nctff #nct dream #nct ff #nct 127 #nct u #nct #lee haechan #lee donghyuck #donghyuck x reader #nct x reader #nct scenarios #nct fanfic #nct fluff #nct fiction

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cherrygyusworld · 2 years ago

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happier (l.ty)

cherrygyusworld

please don’t copy or rewrite/post as your own. none of the following images are mine; copyright goes to owner! if you’d like to take this idea and use it, that’s fine, but I’d ask that you don’t make the scenario exactly the same and use a different layout. enjoy!

summary | after hearing the news that taeyong, your ex boyfriend, is dating another girl just days after the breakup, you’re devastated. just as you think that it can’t get worse, you end up meeting the happy couple in public.

category | idol!au, angst, sad, breakup!au, exboyfriend!taeyong

warnings | breakup, mentions of cheating, crying, leaving, just sad

word count | 1832

pairing | lty x fem reader

We broke up a month ago Your friends are mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you

You sat blankly at the table, a cup of tea in your hands. It was cold from being left untouched for so long. Across from you, your best friend, Mark, looked at you with pity and exasperation.

"Come on, y/n. Please drink it. Or eat something. Should I order something?" His eyes sparkled and he leaped up from the bed. "We could go and try the new combo at the fried chicken restaurant down the street! Jeno went there a few days ago; he said it was the best thing he's ever had."

You let out a small shrug, trying to smile. Mark could see right through you, and the light in his eyes died.

"Y/n, how long are you going to keep moping over him? He's a piece of trash. Leave him and forget about it."

You felt tears flooding into your eyes. Again. You tried not to let them spill, but you couldn't help it and just started crying against Mark's chest for the millionth time this week.

"How could he move on so quickly, Mark? Three years. Three whole years of us and all our memories, and he found a new girl in less than a week. It's pathetic, isn't it? The fact that I can't get over him and he's hooking up with another chick not even a few days after we called it quits." You sniffled into his arms.

Mark let out a sigh, almost at the verge of tears himself. He never knew that Taeyong could just leave behind his entire past in such a quick time. It had shocked all of them, honestly, that their friend could be such a horrible person.

"I know, y/n. I know." He let you cry your pain away, at least temporarily, coaxing you by speaking soft words into your ears, stroking your hair. If he could hide the truth, he would've in an instant. But everyone was connected. You, Taeyong, Mark, all the members were best friends. There was no way that you couldn't have known. Even after you and Taeyong had broken up, you still remained in touch with the rest of the 22 boys. Your bond with them was so close that you would never be able to just leave them because of the breakup. Of course, Mark had expected you to find out, but he was hoping to stall the time for at least a few more days. Everything had been going fine until Haechan had opened his big fat mouth and told you that Taeyong was with another girl. Though you pretended to be fine at the time, you began to sob as soon as you set foot in your apartment.

After you'd finished weeping for the day, Mark helped hoist you up. "Come on, y/n. You've got this. Let's go try the new chicken, hm?" He grabbed your hand, ignoring your protests, and shoved you out the door.

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And I thought my heart was detached From all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?

As soon as you entered the chicken restaurant, you wanted to exit as fast as you'd come in. But Mark didn't see. He didn't see him. And though you tried to protest and quickly whisper that Taeyong was in the same shop as you two were, Mark ignored all of it, thinking that you were paranoid of being outside for the first time in five days. And by the time his and Taeyong's eyes met, there was nothing he could do.

"Will this table be alright?" The waitress asked, breaking the intensity of Mark's glare.

"Huh? Oh, um, yeah I guess. Thanks." He quickly turned to you. "You wanna leave? We can if you want."

You hesitated, considering it. It hurt to see Taeyong again, and especially with his new girl. He looked so... okay. Unfazed, laughing at the girl's words, smiling like he was in love all over again. But leaving would look weak now.

"No. Let's just stay." You said, looking down at the menu. You couldn't stand to see Taeyong's huge smile, which wasn't in your direction. Mark looked surprised, but he obliged, not wanting to have you starve for another day.

After you'd ordered, you couldn't help but steal glances at the new couple. They were so perfect. She was absolutely beautiful. You could simply tell by looking at her backside. Her posture was straight, she had gorgeous dark hair, and she had such fair complexity. It wasn't fair. You looked down at yourself, wishing you'd tidied yourself up a bit more before coming here.

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Oh, I hope you're happy But not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great, but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

When the chicken came out, you honestly almost forgot about Taeyong altogether. Jeno had been right; it was the most delicious thing you'd ever tasted. You began to feel relaxed again, and more like yourself. You almost forgot about everything that had happened earlier this week. Almost.

"Oh, excuse me." Cold water spilled on your lap, accidentally knocked down by someone's bag, and a pair of hands quickly began to grab napkins from the table and help you wipe off. You looked up to see a beautiful girl, looking apologetic as she hurriedly soaked the tissues with water.

Your heart stilled for a second when you looked behind her to see Taeyong's frozen frame. The two of you didn't look away until the girl straightened up and bowed down to you.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to spill the water. I'm very sorry again." You managed to give her a half-hearted smile.

"It's okay, it's not your fault." It's not your fault that Taeyong left me for you.

The girl let out an embarrassed, apologetic smile and held out a hand. "I'm Siyeon, by the way. Nice to meet you."

You tried to smile again but failed miserably. Instead, you shook her hand. "Y/n. This is my friend, Mark."

Mark, who had been glaring daggers at Taeyong, looked away for a few seconds and shook Siyeon's hand as well. Siyeon stepped back and gazed up at Taeyong adoringly.

"This is my boyfriend, Taeyong." She smiled softly, and then looked embarrassed when he didn't say anything. "Yongie..." She muttered.

Taeyong shook his head. "Yes, sorry." He seemed uncertain as of what to say. He cleared his throat. "I- nice to see you again, y/n. You too, Mark."

Siyeon looked surprised. "You all know each other?"

You shrugged a little. "Just a bit. Mark and Taeyong work together, so I've come across him a few times."

Siyeon laughed. "Oh, that's nice. Yongie, why didn't you tell me? We could've had a friendly dinner together." She slapped his chest playfully and turned back to the two of you. "I'm glad to have met you, y/n, Mark. Hopefully, we can grab a bite to eat together next time." She took Taeyong's hand and started towards the door. "Let's meet again sometime! Text Taeyong to let us know." She waved, and in an instant, the couple left.

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I hope you're happy I wish you all the best, really Say you love her, baby, just not like you loved me And think of me fondly when your hands are on her I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

You didn't know how to feel. You wanted to hate Siyeon's guts. You wanted to hate them. You wanted to remove Siyeon from the picture so you could have Taeyong to yourself again.

But you couldn't. Siyeon was so kind, beautiful, and charming. She had the aura that dragged people in, and in some way, you understood how Taeyong had gone to her as soon as the two of you had quit.

Mark, on the other hand, was venting. He wouldn't stop arguing about how horrible Taeyong was, and how you never deserved him. He only stopped fuming when he dropped you off at your apartment door and made you promise that you would be okay. After that, he left, and you turned back to your home.

"Hey."

You screamed as you threw your bag at whoever was standing in the dark. There was a scuffle, the sound of the bag hitting the person squarely in the chest, and glass shattering as things were knocked over.

"No, stop! It's me --ow-- it's me, y/n! Taeyong! Lee Taeyong!" Just as you were about to throw your book at him, the lights switched on and Taeyong lay there on the floor, looking half-dead. He winced as he pulled himself up, careful not to touch any of the broken glasses.

"T-taeyong? What are you doing here?" You asked, surprised and on the verge of breaking down again.

He ruffled his hair sheepishly. "I thought I owed you an apology."

"Oh." You replied, unsure of what to say. Your heart ached and beat a thousand times faster as awkward silence filled the air.

"I-I'm sorry, y/n." Taeyong blurted out. "I never cheated on you, I promise. I would never. I did meet Siyeon when we were dating, but I didn't think much of it until our breakup; and it wasn't any flirty, romantic relationship. She just... she was just the right person for me later." He nervously tapped his foot on the floor. "I-I guess I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry. I really loved you and I hope you don't misunderstand and think I cheated on you."

Every word made your heart ache. Loved. Right person. I'm sorry.

You tried your best to put on a strong face. "It's fine, Taeyong. I know you wouldn't cheat. And besides, you have nothing to apologize for. Siyeon is a wonderful person... and I'm happy for you. Really."

Taeyong let out a relieved sigh, and you could almost see the burden of the news lifting off of his shoulders. You tried to smile, and it must've worked, because Taeyong walked over and gave you a light, awkward hug. "Thanks for being so understanding, y/n. I'm glad we got to have this talk."

"Yeah, me too," You croaked out, hoping there weren't any tears in sight. You slightly pushed him off and watched as he let out a soft, sad smile.

"Thanks again, y/n. I'll see you around." With that, he was gone.

You looked out the window and watched as he walked out of the building and into a black car. The smile on his face was not gone unnoticed, huge and beaming as he smiled at Siyeon, who was sitting in the driver's seat. You finally felt a tear dripping down your face, a hand on the window, as the two drove off together in the cold night.

I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

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Simple Love

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint, Action, Mafia!au

Pairing: Reader x YangYang

Warnings: Shitty action scenes lmao

Note: This is for you @girlinblackcoat !! Happy birthday! I really hope you enjoy this bro cause I feel like this could suck a cow’s ass djdjsjjsjwjdj okie byeieiie

Loving him was easy for you, hell, it was for everyone. His sweet smile contrasted with his piercing gaze. A strong build and an intimidating aura contrasting with his quite obvious soft spot for you. Yeah, you were definitely in deep.

It was really simple to love him, really, but you have to admit that the first time you found out that he was part of a mafia that was infamous and feared in all of the world, you were a tad bit scared, an understatement, obviously. The first time he told you, you felt a chill run up your spine followed by the weird excitement of having to live dangerously.

You were stupid, though. You backed away with tears in your eyes and disbelief and ran out of the house that you shared with your boyfriend, YangYang.

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Of course, that happened a year ago and you still wonder why you overreacted when you had been expecting something along the lines of him being in a mafia, considering he stayed out late at nights and returned home at unholy hours with his face decorated with deadly bruises, sometimes so stressed that you found your body aching the next morning. That still didn’t help the unsettling feeling in your heart. You loved him so much and your heart hurt when you saw him in a disheveled state, yet never once questioned him.

You and YangYang were partners in crime, always did everything together, sharing the same interests. So, it wasn’t a surprise to him when you told him that you wanted in as well. His primary instinct was to say no at first but when your competitive nature kicked in with the mixture of your too often adrenaline rush, you showed him the Taekwondo skills you always told him about, which he always brushed off. He was quite impressed to say the very least, aroused even, finding you attractive. Still, it wasn’t enough to convince him, because the one thing he would never compromise was your safety. He’d always take a bullet for you gladly and he let you know it every day with his daily ‘I love you’s.

“No, no fucking way are you doing this. Do you have any idea what might happen to you? I don’t want to see you hurt in any way. God, I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if anything did happen to you.”, he said with furrowed eyebrows and a frown that you wanted to kiss away.

“Please, love, let me. I won’t ever be unsafe with you by my side. I know that you’ll always protect me, and this way, I’ll always protect you. Besides, I can definitely take a hit or two considering how I’m probably better in endurance than you.”, he laughed, “Please, baby.” He saw how you used that irresistible pout of yours to which he never failed to give in. You were serious about this.

“I don’t know.” He dragged out, unsure, but half convinced. You knew you had majorly convinced him and it only took a few more words to assure him.

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“Hey, go behind the pillar on your left, I’ll cover you. We can’t let Kevin get away with those files.” You nodded and swifted towards the pillar as you were instructed by YangYang, skillfully dodging the bullets coming your way. You saw how he shot down two men who were aiming at you from the second floor of the building, and turned back to send a flying kiss at him before reverting your attention to the task at hand.

Another year had went by and you already made it to the alpha squad purely because of your skills, however, some of your colleagues thought that it was because of your boyfriend and not your abilities. Bullshit, your boyfriend called, and always defended you from their harsh words.

You were currently in a crossfire, accompanied by your squad, called WayV, with YangYang leading the mission. You had to retract some important files which held your mafia’s trade records with a rivalling group called NCT 127. These files, they were extremely important since they formed the basis of your gang’s plan for the next half a decade, a golden plan to help you strive. The files were held in possession of a dealer, Kevin, and his team of world class criminals. He planned of developing a gang of his own, which you couldn’t let happen.

Observing Kevin’s movements, you moved forward to hide behind a tipped over table and perfectly timed it so, when he ran in front of you, you shouted, “Cover!”, and ran after him.

Jumping high with the help of an upright chair, you aimed your leg at his back, forging forward with great speed, stricking him in his back, resulting in a disturbing cracking sound followed by a thump which indicated that he had fallen to the ground, immobile. As if on cue, the raging war of bullets from one side to the other had stopped, there was complete silence for a good minute before your beloved snaked an arm around your waist and turned you around, “God, you’re hot.”, you chuckled and pecked him on the lips multiple times for the compliment, and because of how enticing he looked, but you’d never admit that.

“I told you this was good idea.”, you said with a mocking smirk which only worsened his state.

“Oh, honey, you’re in for a long night.”, replied with a smirk of his own, pulling you closer.

It genuinely was simple to love him. The complicated situation you got yourself into only made it easier.

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