#nctstories

[nctstories]

Unexpected Encounters

Rich!Chenle x Reader

Warning: strong language, cars, bullying, age gap, uncomfortable silences, cabbages.

***pls dont take this seriously, i love my child chenle***

I was running late for one of my ten part time jobs that I manage to do.  I was running on the sidewalk, holding far too many things for my little arms to grasp. I could hardly even see where I was going with all these boxes stacked on top of each other, obstructing my vision. I was currently trying to get four rather large stacks of clothing to my designated location before 10:20am. As much as I’d love to say that these clothes were made by my company, that would be a sad lie. I just deliver them. In my process of trying to determine how long it would take me to where I need to be, I slammed into something. The boxes fell to the ground and I looked up startled. It was someone who had opened their car door just in time for me to slam into it. Cool.

A boy emerged from the car, staring at me on my ass on the sidewalk.

“You could have hurt my car” he cries, hugging the door of his vehicle. I stayed on the ground, looking at him in disbelief.

“I could have hurt myself you cabbage looking little bitch” I snapped back, clearly not in the mood.

He scoffed. “Maybe if you could use your brain or your gross legs we wouldn’t have a problem.” he slammed his car door closed, and walked into the building. He physically walked into the wall.

“Stupid cabbage” I say before realizing this was the building that I had to deliver the clothes too. Its fine, I doubt I will ever see him again. I get up, wipe myself off and pick up the boxes I had dropped. Upon entering the building I walked up to the reception desk and ask where they would like me to deliver the boxes as it was my first time delivering to this company. She directed me where to go and I delivered my goods on time with seconds to spare. Relieved, I skipped out of the building just in time to see fucking Cabbage getting back in his stupid cabbage car.

“Hey! Cabbage!” I shouted, now with more confidence as I had finished my job.

He didn't turn around, presumably because he is not used to being called cabbage.

So I ran up and kicked his veggie-mobile. He screamed in horror.

Wide mouthed he turned around and stared at me. “What kind of mule are you?”

I shrug and walk away.

That night I couldn't stop thinking about him with his… cabbage hair. Why was I so interested in this veggie boy? Our interaction, while very toxic, was pretty amusing. I felt somewhat bad for what had happened, and a weird part of me wanted to see him again, however I knew that would never happen. I plopped down on my bed, and let myself nct dream about him. Maybe if I ever happened to come across this green haired boy again, I could actually apologize.

The next day, I walked by the same building and searched around for his car. Nothing. I let a pout come across my face as I slowly head in the other direction with my hands in my pockets, my pockets in my pants. I kicked a rock and it hit the shoe of a fancy person. Atleast, that’s what I could tell from staring at their shoes only.

To my disbelief, when I looked up it was a fancy vegetable.

“Are you going to pay for the damage to my car?”

“Fuck you” I snapped back, and quickly realized what I had said. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“Fuck you” he said nonchalantly, cutting me off.

I gasp, this young boy can’t use that kind of language.

“Where are your parents?” I scolded.

“I own this building, I don’t need my parents.” He responded like a child would.

I nodded, knowing he didn’t really answer my question, but already being over it. Suddenly, my brain catches up. He owns this building? This would be an easy way to get out of my debt… I give him a soft look, and skip over to him with my hands behind me, looking innocent.

“I’m sorry for what happened yesterday. How can I make it up to you…..” I gestured at him, as to ask him his name.

“Chenle”, he looks unamused.

“What?” I say not quite understanding him.

“Chenle” he said again.

“Okay, Chandler, how about I treat you to a nice lunch? Let’s put yesterday behind us, and be friends.”

“My parents told me not to go off with strangers”

I laugh, “Oh, please, we’re like, the same age. I just want to be friends”

“I don’t think-” I cut him off, “Let’s go, Chonel, I know a good place.” I drag him along behind.

Throughout the lunch I was sending a wink here and there towards him, and trying to feed him. He looked slightly uncomfortable, but this is how new relationships start. I can’t say that I am entirely set on the fact that he’s the one that I will be stuck with, but it’s either that, or pay off my debts with hard work. No.

“So… Channel, you must be quite well off then?” I munched on my sandwich.

“It’s Chenle” he stared at me blankly.

“It’s cute that you know different languages” I fake giggled.

He simply rolled his eyes as he pulled out his phone and took a bite out of his sandwich as well. The rest of the lunch went on without much more speaking.

Suddenly, his phone beeped, and after glancing at his screen, he looked behind him to the front of the shop. It’s the first time I’ve seen him smile. Adorable. His gaze returned back to you.

“Thanks for lunch, lady, but I’ve got to get going my-”

“Lady?” I laughed, “don’t be so distant, we’re friends now”

“You know I’m 18, right” he questioned me as he stood up.

“I… I… uh………no.”, me, being 30, was ashamed.

No more words were spoken as I watched him leave and get into someone else’s car.

“Winwin!” I heard Cabbage child yell in the distance.

You were left speechless, with the bill, and an extra paper there, demanding money to repair his car.

FIN

[neocity-hours]

[21:59 pm] you heard someone come in to your apartment and it is absolutely your boyfriend!Renjun. “Babe, are you sleeping?” and you come to hug him. Suddenly he said “you know what, i heard that alien is going to korea soon. I must see it with my own eyes”. You didn’t believe in the existence of alien, but your boyfriend does and everytime he talks about it you think it’s cute.

[nctstories]

Company Meeting

CEO!Taeyong  Employee!Reader

Warning: Cubicles, SM, violence, suggestive material, copyrighted names, elevators, poor grammar, inability to stay in the same tense, language.

**THIS IS NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY**

You worked for a big company that you spent your whole life trying to get into. You’re only 23 so really it didn’t take long. This company was all about expanding the horizons of  people using new technology. Rightfully, named Neo Culture Technology. You were great at your job, and you knew it. Maybe you did it to impress the incredibly attractive CEO of this company. Mr. Lee.  

He's only 23 so it was annoying that he was the CEO and I was a cubicalist.

His jawline could cut a bitch, and his gaze pierces your soul. I didn’t see him often, but sometimes I am able to bump into him when he’s fleeing away for lunch. He goes at 12:30 on the dot, so I sprint to the elevator to try to catch up with him sometimes.

It was already 12:25, so I applied some more perfume that I got as a sample from a magazine. I make my way over to the elevator swinging my hair around to make myself look flirtatious. I was feelin’ myself. I didn’t notice all the odd looks I was getting from my co-workers. There were slight whispers but my hair was brushing my ears way too violently to be able to fully hear any of them.

The elevator doors parted, and I stood directly in front of them, waiting to see the handsome man’s face. Sure enough, there he was. I took small steps into the elevator, and flipped my hair over my shoulder, whacking him in the face. Which I clearly felt.

“I’m so sorry” I gaped, with my eyes wide.

He said nothing and only smiled and waved me off.

The elevator stopped a few more times before hitting the bottom floor, and I was pressed to the back of the wall, squished against Mr. Lee. He sneezed.

I most definitely felt a wetness on my arm from the sneeze. That’s disgusting. I had to stop myself from reacting harshly.

“...Thank you?” I said in a panic.

Mr. Lee looked proud. “You’re welcome.”

I stared straight ahead, not wanting to make eye contact with this now, very strange man. What kind of reaction was that? Does he know he just sneezed on me?

He looks at me and says “Have we met?”

“Uh… no.” I try to say calmly, hiding the fact that I have been clearly stalking him for months.

“Perhaps its destiny. Can we get to know each other?”

What in the world is he talking about destiny? I’ve been in this elevator alone with him like 45 times. Is he just now noticing me? At this point everyone else is staring at us, and I am ashamed.

“Is there a project you wanted to assign me? Is that what you mean, sir?” I quizzed him.

“ Actually…” He scratched the back of his neck, “I was thinking after lunch you should come up to my office, and maybe, play around a bit.”

What the fuck. He’s so forward, and in front of all these people! I will admit, it’s a little hot. I won’t lie, it’s turning me on. It must be my perfume. I ran my hands through my hair, basking in my confidence. My ring gets stuck and I curse out loud, but in an attempt to not look dumb, I leave it in my hair, hoping he won't notice.

“Your ring is in your hair”

Fuck. The elevator stops and I run out, calling behind me, “See you after lunch!”

So after lunch I head up to his office. I knock on the door three times, my knuckles hitting the dark mahogany wood with hesitation. Was I ready for this? I spent my lunch flossing. All I could think of was his small lips. I enter after hearing a soft welcome coming from inside.

The room was quite a bit smaller than I anticipated, with deep red walls and leather furniture. Mr. Lee was sitting behind a large desk with his arms crossed and his brows furrowed. I suddenly started to think maybe he was actually mad at me. Maybe I was about to be scolded, and not the kind I hoped for.

“Welcome” he said in a low husky voice. I bowed with my hands to my side as a response. “Please join me over behind my desk, I have something for you”

“But Mr. Lee…” I started.

“Please, call me Taeyong.” My heart skipped a beat.

I gulped, and cautiously walked over to where this ethereal man is basking in the slight sunlight peeking through the curtains. I got over to him and looked around curiously to see what he would have wanted to show me. He was holding something on his lap.

Before I could see, he stood up and threw it in the drawer of his desk. I raised my eyebrow at him. He took a few powerful steps towards me, and I bounced back, tripping over the edge of the couch and he tried to catch me. The next second I was on the couch with this surprisingly light man on top of me. I turned a bright shade of red as he leaned in.

I heard a loud gasp from behind us. There, in the doorway was the head of the parent company that owned this company, SM. Lee Soo Man, also your ex-boyfriend.

“Soo Ma-” I jolted up, trying to get out of Taeyong’s embrace. He won’t let go.

“I want to spent our last moments together comfortably, Y/N” He held you down with his body weight. Which was nothing. You’re weak.

“Save it, Y/N” you heard from the other side of the room. “I thought we had something special. You said it was just a break. A break doesn’t mean we are officially over.” Lee Soo Man stomped his feet.

I felt guilty, no doubt. A part of me still loved Soo Man. Something about the way he didn’t promote his employees properly really had my heart in knots. One of the small businesses he runs, f(x), got completely shut down because of his love for me. The flame in my heart returned for him while recalling my memories.

I squeezed out from Taeyong, giving him a stern look.

“Soo Man..” I whispered, “ it’s not what it looks like.. we tripped”

“Save it,” he swiped a single tear from his wrinkly face, “it’s over for good.” He frowned at Taeyong. “And you, just as I expected… I should have put Mork in your position. You’re fired.” He stormed out.

Taeyong and I looked at eachother, knowing that nothing could save this situation. Im probably going to lose my job and Taeyong would now have to join Wayv. The equivalent of being fired in SM’s eyes.

“Taeyong…” I tried to look in his eyes, “what is it that you wanted to show me? Why don’t we make the best of this situation?”

I tried my best to cheer Taeyong up, even though I knew it wouldn’t do much. I was devastated, but I couldn’t help the curiosity from sparking within me. I may have lost Lee Soo Man, but this could be the chance to salvage anything between me and Taeyong and possibly start this new life together.

He walked over to his desk briskly, with me following suit. He took a seat in his big chair behind the desk. I looked him over, wondering how we’d look together. As if reading my mind, he looks up at me with a heartwarming smile. Like he’s there to comfort me. He pulls out a paper from the drawer he had recently hid something in. He plopped it on the desk, and I read the words on the top of the sheet.

“Restraining Order”

I cursed under my breath as I watched Taeyong leave the office hand in hand with the janitor, Winwin.

FIN